greenmangostudio

This happened yesterday, and I'm still annoyed with myself. For context, I'm around a average to intermediate level in tennis and regularly play in my complex. I've seen this overweight uncle in his late 50s at my apartment complex. I've seen him play a couple of times. He's not particularly fast, doesn't hit huge serves, and looks more like someone you can move around a bit and snag easy points. 2 weeks ago I showed up with a brand new Ezone 100. Like any idiot with new gear, I was proudly showing it off. He asked to hit a few balls with it, took a couple swings, and he really enjoyed it and mentioned he plans to get one soon too.Then he handed it back and we went about our day. Somehow we ended up making a challenge match with a side bet attached a week later. Feeling confident and probably a little arrogant, I agreed that if I lost, he could keep the racket. He just smiled. He also knew I'd been talking about getting a pair of Asics Solution Speed FF4...

I was coming home carrying groceries when a guy was standing outside my building saying his fob wasn't working. Normally I don't let random people in, but while we were talking Milo, one of the dogs in the building, came through the lobby with his dog walker. The guy immediately went "hey Milo" and Milo got super excited and walked right up to him. The dog walker clearly didn't know the guy either, but she didn't seem concerned, so between that and Milo recognizing him I figured he had to live there or at least belong there somehow. That was enough proof for my stupid brain apparently. I held the door open for him and went upstairs. Maybe 20 minutes later I hear yelling in the hallway, then someone knocking on doors asking if anybody had let a guy inside. Turns out he actually used to live in the building, which is why he knew Milo. What I didn't know was that his ex still lives here and he specifically wasn't supposed to have access anymore. ...

This actually happened a while ago, but I once wanted to refill my humidifier and was too lazy to bring the entire thing to the toilet to fill it up from the sink. My mum has this habit of reusing bottles after we finish them. Coke bottles, Sprite bottles, whatever. She would fill them with mineral water and put them in the fridge so we always have cold water. So naturally, I opened the fridge looking for one. I saw a big Coke bottle filled with what was very obviously water, grabbed it, and poured it into my humidifier. It cleared at least HALF of the bottle. Nothing seemed wrong. Humidifier was running. Room was being humidified. Life was good. About half an hour later, my domestic helper came up to me and asked: “Did you drink the water from the Coke bottle?” I was like, “Why?” She said, “That’s Zamzam." 💀 For context, Zamzam water is holy water in Islam that comes from the Zamzam well in Mecca. Muslims often bring it home after performing pilgrimage, so it’s ...

Throwaway because I'm absolutely screwed. I genuinely don't know what to do right now. Last year, I was supposed to finish my diploma. I had one exam that I didn't take, which meant I never actually graduated. The plan was that after finishing the diploma, I'd continue to university and start my degree earlier this year. Except... I didn't. And instead of telling my parents that I hadn't graduated yet, I told them I had started my degree. So for months I've basically been pretending to be an undergraduate student. I've been answering questions about school, acting like everything is normal, and hoping I could somehow fix the diploma situation before anyone found out. Yeah. That obviously didn't work. My dad doesn't know much about university administration, but he's apparently been suspicious for a while. This week he's planning to go to the university administration himself to find out what's actually going on. ...

Embarassing as hell, super stupid. I went into a vans store at the mall, saw a hoodie I kinda liked, but didnt know how the fit felt and it seemed heavy on me. Naturally, I wanted to see how it looked on me, and the first reflective surface I see was the black glass, open door. I walk toward it, trip the alarm, all eyes on me. Felt like shit, publically embarassed, and hate looking like a thief. Feels bad man. I did my best to clarify it was a mistake and I was just looking for my reflection, dude guy said "theres a mirror over there" (it was a shoe mirror, useless for anything above my hips) and I walked shamefully over to kinda duck into my reflection there. I feel ashamed, I hate feeling like a thief or potential thief. Id so much rather everyone in the room go "oh hes just stupid" and laugh then whatever reaction I actually got. Tl;DR I tried on a hoodie that felt weird, tried to catch my reflection in the fucking door like an idiot.

Earlier this week I was moving some things around on my desk. Next thing I know my monitor shuts off. I have no idea why it lost power. I keep trying to hit the button on the back to get it to turn on. Nothing. I start searching the internet for a new power adapter and can’t find an exact fit to mine. Today, I decided to give it another try before buying a new monitor. I pick the whole monitor up to take a better look at it. This is when I found out that the button on the back is in fact not the power button. The power button is under the screen and right where my hand went and apparently bumped when I was moving things around. My monitor turned back on and now I have no issues. TLDR; I didn’t know where the power button was on my monitor. Accidentally bumped it and thought my monitor broke.