greenmangostudio

I graduated from university a year ago. There was this one strange girl studying with me. She never talked to anyone and never had conflicts, but sometimes people wanted to bully her. My friends and me always stood up her because I was taught never to offend the weak. I even tried to talk to her once, but it led to nothing, so i just forgot about it. She always got the best grades and explained everything like an encyclopedia. I don't know if her parents forced her, but she memorized everything to an abnormal state. A strange situation happend before graduation. We were given a very important project to do, it took about two weeks, and it was large-scale. I was never a good student, I was average, but I did this work very well. Whhen we came to submit the projects, I saw this girl crying on the steps. She was sobbing very hard. I asked what happend, and she said she didn't do this work, she didn't finish it in time. She said she had some problems. I still don't know w...

Some backstory first. There’s this coworker I used to have a crush on. It was weird and unfamiliar how she made me feel. Well, I learned she has a boyfriend, and decided not to purse my feelings for her. She’d never have gone for me anyways, I ain’t much to look at. (I make Quasimodo look like George Clooney, lol.) Anyways, I thought at least we could be friends since I do enjoy her company. I liked talking with her, enjoyed hearing what she had to say, and just felt she was a great person to be around. Well, recently, we connected on LinkedIn. I tried talking to her on there because I felt lonely. She sent me a message back which, IMO, made it clear in as polite a way as possible she wanted nothing to do with me. I should have seen this coming, I usually do just end up bothering people a lot. Well, now we’re working the same shift and I’m trying to my best to give her space, barely talk to her anymore, and avoid looking at her. I never should have thought we could be friends, that...

So this actually happened in 2008 but everyone I tell this story to loves it, so I thought I’d share. Back in 2008, I was 18, I had just graduated high school and my older brother took me to Chicago for a Supernatural convention that I saved up for. No parents, just me and my brother driving across states listening to music and being idiots. To fully understand this story, you need to picture me as Hot Topic throwing up all over me. Thick black eyeliner, giant teased blonde hair, bright colors. While we were in Chicago, I convinced my brother to take me to Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery as I was an avid paranormal fan, but being 2008 finding the true path to the cemetery wasn’t straightforward, I had to hunt paranormal forums and websites as the original path was taken down by the town. We finally found it and I was beyond excited because the cemetery sits near a pond that supposedly had ties to Al Capone dumping bodies there. Instead of this scaring me like a normal person, I thoug...

I just scared the crap out if my boss for the umpteenth time lol. When growing up my dad would take me hunting with him. He used to make fun of me because I walked so loudly through the brush. So I started practicing walking quietly... literally everytime I walked. To and from class, on the way home, on the way to the bathroom. Didn't matter where ever I walked, it was done quietly. So over the years my normal walk has become almost silent, I am also pretty introverted so I'm just quiet in general. Because of all this I am constantly sneaking up on people on accident at work. Add to this I am 6 foot and 250lb, I can understand people's shock when all of a sudden I am behind them, or in the doorway waiting for their attention. Its gotten to the point that when I am walking to people at work I will fake cough or clear my thoat. Ive gone so far as to buy squeaky shoes, but its like I subconsciously learn how to walk quietly in them. All this just to try and announce m...

This happened three days ago, and I’m still a bit embarrassed by it. I volunteer at my aunt’s little bakery shop every weekend. No big deal; just prep work and attending to customers. Cleaning the bakery counter is one of my regular duties, which includes taking the sourdough starter from the refrigerator so it warms up before she comes in at nine. This particular sourdough starter is about four years old, and she has nicknamed it Gerald. It even has its own shelf. I am no baker, but I know enough to be dangerous. And that day, at 6:30 AM, I arrived tired and operating on autopilot. I did my regular sweeping routine to get ready for opening. I wiped down the countertops and organized the refrigerator, disposing of anything that looked like it belonged to a museum collection. You get the idea. Gerald was shoved way into the back of the fridge behind a sheet pan. He was sitting inside a regular old mason jar without any kind of labeling on him whatsoever. He smelled quite bad i...

To be fair, it wasn't the series itself that was the problem. Rather, the new version of streaming services that get spammed with ads and locked away behind more and more add-on services, and you have to buy everything and so on and so forth. So I did what all responsible adults do: I found a grey-area streaming site that hosted the series I wanted to show my son. For all interested: it's Babylon 5 I did this before with another series (MacGyver) without any problems, so I guess I became complacent. Just a different site for this series, no biggie. Okay, every time you click on anything, play, pause, volume, etc., a new tab opens with an advertisement, but whatever. Most gets caught by my adblocker, and the rest is for casinos and stuff... Until it wasn't anymore, and suddenly there is a full-on display of a young lady, spread eagle and fully engaged if you catch my drift. And I'm so shocked that it takes me 10 seconds of fumbling, and three more women in various...