greenmangostudio

Today in psychology my professor was talking about discrimination and the way people can judge others based on initial impressions. I happened to be looking my professor in the eyes when he was speaking to us, which is what I do with everyone talking to me. For some reason he didn’t like this, he stared back at me and continued speaking until eventually he interrupted his lecture to call me out. He said, “you there in the hoodie! do you think anybody knows who you are?” in a slightly aggressive tone. I was completely caught off guard by this, and I felt a lot of anxiety and sudden tension in me rise. I eventually said “no” and he said “I could discriminate against you based on your hoodie.” I didn’t think anything was wrong initially because he could have just been trying to make an example out of me to add to the lecture, except he had never done this with any other student before which is what made me also think it could have been targeted. Everything was fine until I did it agai...

This tifu started last night but goes into today, last night i got an idea to write a horror story, i'm not a writer by any means and my work isn't popular but i like to contribute scary stories to nosleep, the gist of it was the parent of a kid who was scared of modern computers and only used this old macintosh from the 80s, the kid makes newspapers that predict future events and it turns out the macintosh is haunted, and so on. But i decided why not write it in an appropriate enviroment, so i found a website that emulates old macintoshes and got to work, i managed to get the story going using an old copy of word on it and downloaded copies onto my computer that opened just fine (i downloaded several because emulators are finnicky and can crash), i thought it would be so cool to say that this story was written in a macintosh. Tonight i decided to do more work, and noticed the emulator had some different operating systems to choose from, i decided to change it to Mac System ...

Ok, to set the scene I (18F) work at a grocery store in the Midwest. I cashier. It was a Sunday and we had our usual after-church rush and it was pretty much a normal work day. I’m always trying to make light conversation with the customers. Later in the evening, I see a man (30s) walk up to my register and he is in full blown Minnesota Vikings gear. I’m talking Vikings shirt, pants, hat, and even has on one of those NFL Vikings rings. I am not a huge football person but my dad is a Vikings fan so I decided to ask the guy, “So, how did the Vikes do today?” I don’t know what went through my head, because they clearly hadn’t played today. It was the middle of JULY. The guy just looked at me with such a disgusted face and said “football season was over months ago” He literally just walked away shaking his head and I’ve never regretted trying to start a convo so much. He was so disappointed. Also now I feel like even more of a fake fan then I was before😭 But it’s a funny story to tell n...

It was Valentine's day. I (32f) was at a small Valentine's day concert put on by our local brewery. My boyfriend was the drummer, and I was there to watch him play and hang out afterwards. The show was great, very entertaining with the singer going offstage every so often to pass out a rose or have someone sing a line. I was seated with his girlfriend (I'll call her K) and her friend (I'll call her A) during the performance. A and K were both talking loudly and laughing raucously throughout the entire performance. They were clearly having a great time and while it was distracting, they were in very high spirits as they got progressively drunker. During the intermission, my boyfriend and I went outside for a smoke and we bantered about how he could hear them over his drum kit. I told him I was having a great time and that his performance sounded amazing. We both agreed that it was a good thing that I'm not a drinker and then went back inside for the second set. ...

so I work remote from a tiny apartment in Boise and half my personality at this point is trying to sound smarter than I am on zoom. This morning we had a big meeting with execs. Cameras on like 30 people. My boss was presenting numbers and then someone asked, does anyone know why Q3 retention dipped in the northwest region there was a pause. I thought it was one of those awkward silences where leadership wants someone bold to jump in. I had skimmed a report at like midnight and felt dangerous. So I unmuted I went on this confident rant about market saturation, shifting demographics, customer fatigue. I even said statistically speaking this was predictable if you look at the behavioral trend curves (I do not know what behavioral trend curves are) When I finished i felt kind of proud like damn I sound expensive. Then the VP says, thanks, but that question was for Jenna. She manages the northwest region jenna unmutes and goes, yeah the dip happened because we accidentally paused em...

Bro I'm really dumb, I walked through pedestrian lane but this motorcycle just overtake the car in front of me and then it hit me like im a freshly made mochi. My shoes was thrown away and I tried getting it by limping bro... I RAN USING MY ONE LEG. and then I apologized to the one who hit me and i ran away because all of the people are just looking at me like I am one of the famous art in the museum. So I... I entered the trike sitting in the "charity" and i cried silently, my facemask was full of snot and tears. I still didn't tell anybody about this lol, it's just AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH the rider looked really pissed off and I don't know what to do, I got bruises weeks later and yeah TL;DR: I got hit by a motorcycle, I limped to get my shoes, apologize and then ran away