greenmangostudio

I was a manager, and there was an employee I'd been building a case to let go of. It had been going on for weeks — performance conversations, documentation, HR in the loop. Everything above board and, honestly, entirely justified. He emailed me about something routine. I don't even remember what. I went to forward it to two other people on my team with a bit of commentary, because I was tired and frustrated and I wanted the release valve of saying something unprofessional to people I trusted. What I typed was some variation of "can't wait until this idiot is gone." What I hit was reply. I noticed roughly four seconds after sending, which is exactly long enough to be useless. There's a particular feeling when you realise what you've just done and your hand is still on the mouse — like the floor has quietly been removed but you haven't started falling yet. He read it. Of course he read it. He replied. Then it went to HR, and the fairly clean pr...

This actually happened yesterday, but I'm just processing it today. Throwaway because I know I was the asshole here. I've been working a desk job at a tech company for about 18 months. I get paid pretty well, but lately I've made some very big purchases and did not really budget well. As a result, my bank account is pretty low and I'm overdue on some bills. So lately to save money I've been trying to buy as little as possible, which includes skipping meals. I don't mind it, I've lost a few pounds, but generally I skip breakfast and lunch and just have a cheap dinner. Yesterday though, I was starving all day. At around 2pm, my stomach was audibly rumbling from hunger. I knew I had to eat something but even McDonald's is too expensive for me right now. I looked in the employee fridge, almost everyone had eaten lunch but I saw a wrapped deli sandwich in there. It didn't have anyone's name on it, and it was late afternoon so I figured someone mus...

This happened a week ago and I'm still dying from embarrassment. A while back, I came up with a silly thing of setting a reminder on my phone anytime me and my girlfriend were about to have sex. I would put really corny things like time for sex or time to hook up with the girlfriend. Then I would show these notifications to her and she thought they were funny. So last week my girlfriend said her mother was gonna stop by one day at noon for lunch. Since I would be there early that morning we decided we would fool around a bit. I put the reminder on my phone. But the night before, my girlfriend's mother called and ask if she could come a bit earlier for brunch because something came up. Girlfriend said no big deal. By the time I got there the next morning, we were not gonna have time to have sex. Then her mother came over. My girlfriend and I were in the kitchen making brunch. I had my phone on the coffee table. My girlfriend's mother was sitting on the couch in the livin...

A lesson for all us glasses-wearers, perhaps… For a few years now, I've been finding holes on the right side of my t-shirts, towards the hem at the bottom. It's been driving me slightly crazy, albeit with the benefit of greatly improving my sewing skills. At first I thought it must be the dogs jumping up at me when I get home from work, although it was weird that the holes were always in the same spot. The living room is to the right of the front door though, so it would make sense that the holes would be on that side. Then I thought, it must be something I'm doing at work. The way I'm carrying something, maybe. For the past week or so, I've been very careful to carry heavy items out in front of me so they can't snag on my clothes. But now, today, I finally caught myself doing it, and everything finally makes sense. I was wiping my glasses on my t-shirt, and I felt the fabric get caught in the hinge. I immediately went to check the spot I felt getting ...

So I am only 16 and my mom recently took me out of therapy for financial reasons and I have severe depression. I was only doing therapy for about a little over a year and it didn’t cure me, but it did help a lot. In September I went to see a psychiatrist to start meds for my depression and anxiety (lexapro and buspar). The medication didn’t really work for me because I didn’t like the side effects, or how it made me feel and I stopped taking it without talking to my psychiatrist (I know that’s bad don’t flame me). It’s now late August and I haven’t seen my psychiatrist since September because my mom wouldn’t schedule an appointment. They took me out of there’s about a month ago and my depression has gotten wayyyy worse. I remembered I that I had some leftover meds from before and started taking my buspar to see if maybe that would help. I was desperate. I started taking the buspar to see if it would help. If you don’t know, you can take up to three pills a day but not have t...

I had a previous Reddit account, but deleted the app to reduce my screen time and now I can’t figure out my old password but wanted to share this. My boyfriend and I were cuddling discussing an upcoming trip he won, and I, being the attention whore I am, tried to start a tickle war while cuddling with my boyfriend, he tried to retaliate and almost immediately dug his thumb in like my upper sternum/ribcage area. Immediately burning pain shot through the entire right side of my chest. It is still aching. I couldn’t breathe properly for a good three minutes. I now have a dent where his thumb pressed into, and there’s an ache going through my chest into my back over the same area I know nothing about anatomy, but it lowkey feels like he managed to poke a lung or something. TLDR; tried to start a tickle fight and think I now have felt what it feels like to have God grab my lung.