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TIFUupdate I NEVER LEARN

Hello everyone last time I posted was 2 years ago. So my last post was a while ago, about me thinking I broke my little friend and well, I just teared part of my foreskin and it got better after a while leaving a scar that haven't affected anything at all, I thought I learned like a little bit since that incident about proper sex practices and so on, specially the importance of lubricant... BUT as it may seem my brain is smoother than a river rock and yesterday I was doing the deed with someone that's well very slim and kinda short, I'm not like the tallest guy alive but the height difference is pretty noticeable, smt like 22cm And well in a nonexplicit way the genitalia size difference was pretty huge too so when we were amidst the whole thing just after the foregame this absolute unit of a woman hopped onto me without hesitation when I asked (I did not have protection) when in foresight not wet enough. AND GUESS WHAT EVERYBODY My foreskin once again FUCKING TEARED an...

TIFU by making myself obsolete at work

I've been working at a small company in general operations for ~5 years. When I started, there were less than 12 of us, so I handled supply chain, logistics, and eventually warehousing and fulfillment. The company and team grew, and I got tired of doing the same things - even with a full team of warehouse folks and a warehouse supervisor that reported to me, I was still having to be hands-on with unloads and some day-to-day things. I had manager in my title, but I didn't do much managing. I was given the opportunity to grow the team, so I did just that. I picked a bright warehouse guy that wanted to do more, and I developed him for supply chain and logistics. It took a while to get going, but with a lot of training and help he grew into his own and was fully self-sufficient other than one-on-ones and occasional direction from me. Next up was the warehouse supervisor. I have maybe 15 years of experience in warehousing and fulfillment, so I taught her everything I know. How to...

TIFU by trying to remove the cacoon of a horn worm moth

Im fairly young and these were my first attempt at rearing. I never wanted to rear them but my leapord gecko didnt eat the horn worms in time and i was left with three cocoons (pupa?) any ways i have been misting them and have had them in dirt for a few weeks now, one emerged already and sadly refused to eat no matter how much me and my brother tried (hes a entomologist) it passed away very shortly, now i currently have one still in its thing but the other was getting dark and was ready to emerge for about a week and i got scared, like really scared, that it was gonna die in the cocoon (extra info i have OCD and was struggling with a flare up of sorts) i tried to help it remove its cocoon and got it off around its wings and let it get the rest off and i think it died, i feel horrible for murdering a moth out of negligence and dont know how to resolve this, i feel awful am i a bad person? TL;DR: i accidently killed a moth i was rearing by trying to help it. Edit; after talking to som...

TIFU trying to be an appliance-efficiency wizard and nearly started a dorm fire with a hair dryer

TIFU, and yes this actually happened this morning. I'm a 26-year-old engineering student in Texas and I obsess over saving energy. Our apartment is tiny, the AC bill is ridiculous, and the dryer takes forever, so I air-dry a lot of clothes. I washed a load last night, hung some nicer stuff inside, and went to bed hoping the humidity would be kind. It was not. Bright idea at 7 a.m.: use my hair dryer on the coolest setting to gently speed things up, kind of like pretending I'm running a tiny heat pump. I draped a pair of pants over a chair, pointed the dryer at them, and set it on the floor next to the chair while I did my makeup and packed my bag. Five minutes later I caught that hot-plastic smell. The dryer's intake had sucked in the edge of a towel I had put down to catch drips, and the towel was plastered to the rear grill. The dryer started sounding horrible and the towel was getting uncomfortably warm. I yanked the plug so fast I almost pulled the outlet out of the...

TIFU by using a derma stamp on my psoriasis and warts covered scalp making it worse.

Let's start with: I know I'm stupid and should have asked a doctor first.. 🙌 I've been losing a lot of hair because I have psoriasis and eczema on my scalp. It's really bothering me, and I feel really insecure about it to the point that I cover it all the time. Not only am I losing hair, but the balding areas are very red, almost like burned skin, which makes it even more noticeable. I've tried everything and nothing really worked. A while ago, I saw one of my favorite influencers (who's a "licensed professional") on Ig talking about derma stamping and how it helped with their psoriasis and hair loss. They said they weren't sponsored and they swore by it. They do these online consultations, and I did one with them. They said to go for it, so I got excited and started using a derma stamp (tiny needles you use to poke your scalp) with Manoxdale. I used it for a few days, then I stopped and decided to wait until I ask my doctor (I felt like influe...

TIFU (update): hosted my first game night and discovered I cannot be trusted with calendar invites

Quick update on my attempt to be a normal social adult. I finally tried to rebuild my social life by hosting a small online game night for a few coworkers. I work remote, so this felt like a big step. Last week I posted in our team chat, "Hey, if anyone wants to play a chill game Friday night, I will host." People actually responded. Multiple people. I panicked and made a calendar invite so it would look organized and not like I was a golden retriever begging for attention. Here is where I messed up. I created the invite during my lunch break while half doing a jigsaw puzzle on my desk. I set it for Friday at 7:00, then remembered one coworker is on the west coast and tried to adjust for time zones. In the process I somehow sent three different invites: one that showed 7:00 PM my time, one that translated to 4:00 PM for them, and a third that went out as 7:00 AM the next day. My calendar looked fine so I did not notice, and I was feeling pretty proud of myself for being s...