greenmangostudio

This happened almost a year ago, but I can't stop thinking about how insensitive I was. Also I'm using gender neutral language for identification purposes. My mom works for the city as a crossing guard. She was having issues with a child who would cross the street on their bike 1) without waiting for her, 2) without waiting for the road to be clear, and 3) not using the button that flashes the crossing lights. Since I had experience working as a crossing guard and knew the rules of the city better than my mom (I'm the one who recommended her for the job as I had been working there longer), I offered to help her. My initial thought was, "Maybe it's not the best idea to talk directly to the parents as you never know how the parents could react, especially when telling them 'hey, your kid is being a danger to themselves and others'." I also know from experience that parents don't tend to take crossing guards as seriously as any other authority fig...

Live isn’t going so well so I bought some gummies at my dispensary ate a whole pack plus 100 mgs of another gummy Guy at the store tokd me to take it slow but the gummies looked so tiny next thing I know I’m 20 gummies deep into the bag My freind on Xbox tells me he’s used to 200 mgs to I open up another one and eat another 100 mgs one Within 30 Minutes at around 6 pm I’m feeling nice and toasty By 8 pm I was hoping I would die realizing how fucked up my life was puking all night long I thought I was going to die that night Spent the whole night trying to avoid choking on my own puke I was scared and paranoid all night long Still feeling the high right Think that’s the closest to death I’ve ever been to death TLDR: took 200 mgs of gummies almost died or felt like death

Today I (40m) fucked up at my dentist appointment this morning while getting crowns put on. I am still trying not to make it a big deal but it’s hilarious. I am in the middle of getting all my teeth redone which is something I’ve been wanting for a while. As my dentist has finished numbing my entire top portion of my face. She leaves to check on someone else whole the effects kick in. I’m just sitting minding my business and my nose started feeling weird. I ran my arm across it, nothing. So I check to see if the coast is clear to get two knuckles deep in this nostril. I put my pinky and still nothing, but I heard the dentist walking back in so I quickly yanked my hand back under the blanket. She burst into laughter “honey did your nose itch?” And I replied “yes it did a bit”. She replied still laughing “I can tell”. What I didn’t notice was that I guess as I retracted my hand. A little piece of my prefrontal cortex decided to come along and lay his happy gooey ass across my upper lip. ...

TIFU my relationship.. This started a while ago to be honest but I guess this was the breaking point. I had been fine with my boyfriend since we started dating a few months back but I started a new antidepressant a while ago and it spiked my seperation anxiety to the point he would get calls from me every 10 minutes (he wouldn't answer any because he was busy and didn't even realise I was calling), and I took myself off of the medication because it got bad to the point I had an electrocardiogram and it came back as abnormal, and I still have not been able to calm down from the antidepressants, he can't even leave me alone for the night meaning he has to sleep over every night instead of going to his student accommodation otherwise I won't be able to sleep and I'll have panic attacks, today when he answered one of my calls he said he might go somewhere tonight before coming to my house and I was against it, to which he said I never let him go anywhere, he can't e...

For context, I'm 18M, at home until I leave for college after the summer. About a week ago, I ordered a small doll online. I wasn't too worried about it because I order things online all the time, and in the last year and a half, nobody in my family has ever opened one of my packages. So, naturally, I figured everything would go smoothly. Today, right after I got out of the shower, I got the notification that it had been delivered. I threw on my clothes and went outside to grab it before anyone else noticed. Except for one small problem: it wasn't there. I checked around the porch, then the mailbox in case the delivery guy put it there for some reason. But alas, there was nothing. That's when I felt a pit open up in my stomach. I opened the delivery confirmation photo, and sure enough, it showed the package sitting right in front of my door. So I meandered back inside to check if someone brought it in and left it somewhere. My mom was sitting in her office...

So Poker is highly regulated here in Belgium, so is being a bookie. Yet for the past I don't know how many years I (first with some friends, now alone) have been organizing some private poker nights and have ran a private sports betting competition. This sounds like a big deal, but in reality it isn't. None of the proceeds go to me, nor is there a rake during the poker nights. Problem is: these poker nights happen in 2 pubs after hours when they are closed, both pub owners are really good mates of me. So technically the pubs might be violating the law even though people bring their own booze (some will bring a bottle of Wodka, some a crate of beer, etc ...), pub owners don't actually sell anything during those nights (technically, in practice they sometimes just serve at their cost). The buy-in is also limited to €25 euro (no rebuy), so they are basically soft home games, just taking place in a pub behind closed doors. And everyone knows each other. Most of these people...