greenmangostudio

This didn't happen today but was a gradual FU years in the making So for context I have been getting migraines Irregularly for about ten years now. Tried everything under the sun, changed diets, changed work locations, changed colognes, nothing worked and then they would randomly go away and randomly come back so whatever. Years later they got rated as service connected for my military service and I got prescribed a rescue medication so at least I had something to take while I was in the middle of one. Years go by and some times I would have them frequently, sometimes I would only get a few a month but the most frequent were waking in the middle of the night with one. To avoid disturbing my wife I would pop one of the pills, go to the bathroom, and browse my phone on the toilet till the pill took effect. Well eventually my brain connected toilet and migraine but forgot to add the pill connection so now I can feel a migraine coming on and guess what, I usually need to take a bat...

I know that you should never share your card details with anyone. Never did before today despite many scamming attempts. But today I messed up. Here's how it happened - I recently filed a complaint to a government authority in my country. I received a call today claiming that they resolved my issue and I'd get compensation. Then they asked for my banking details. Till that part things seemed normal. But then they suddenly asked for my card details saying transaction would require those. They were talking very authoritatively and started pressuring me citing time. They said they can't call me again and if I wanted the compensation I had to give my details. I really don’t know why I ignored the alarm bells in my head, went ahead and gave them my details. Then I got a message saying money was transferred from my account and I realized I fucked up. I called the bank immediately and told them to stop all transactions. Luckily they didn’t get all my money and the damage is somewh...

today I (F18) fucked up by worked a long ahh shift and got put on register. I never hand money in people’s hands as customers have yelled at me for it, and i think it’s germy so I scoot it towards them as a sign of respect. this lady came in and after i did that she goes “Imma need you to do that again and put it in my hand, you did this last time too don’t you know it’s disrespectful” (meanwhile i haven’t worked register in 2 months at said job and didn’t recognize her) so i apologize, and then cuz it’s call off time i go talk to my boss about it and they all agree with me. apparently though she told my keyholder who’s a poc i was being RACIST by not touching her. so i got told i need to do better even though i didn’t do anything. she was insinuating i was a racist. idk if i should quit or what but i fucked up. TL;DR: i’m a dumbass

Important context pt 1: I live in the upper level of a duplex that’s built into a hill. On the side of the house, I have two windows and one door. One window and the door open the porch, which is built on the upper part of the hill. The other window (my bedroom) is about 3 feet after the porch ends and overlooks the downstairs neighbor’s yard. The porch has a railing with spaces of a few inches between each slat. Important context pt 2: My cat is indoor/outdoor and loves sitting on the porch to soak in the sun. He can wander out into the yard via the porch stairs and does so regularly. He is also a beefy boy. Not fat (no matter what any vet might say), but structurally sound. Up until this point, I had no reason to believe he could fit through the railing as he has never tried. Important context pt 3: My cat is a ham of epic proportions. If there is attention to be had, he wants it. He will lay on my keyboard while I’m working, greet DoorDash drivers, wake me up to demand cuddles, ...

My daughter is 14 months old. Lately she's been absolutely done with her high chair climbing the straps and screaming. I figured she'd outgrown it. I decided to sell it before it became clutter. So I spent a full hour scrubbing dried sweet potato from it. Moved the couch for better lighting. Wrote a weirdly emotional listing description about moving on to the next stage of childhood. I was right in the middle of a multi-angle photoshoot when my wife walked in. She asked what the hell I was doing with the furniture. I told her she’s too big for this. I'm selling it on Facebook market so we can buy a booster seat. She told me that its a grow with me high chair and its just right for our daughter. She didnt argue further and just went to the junk drawer, pulled out the manual I'd never opened, and gave it to me. Turns out, this thing is basically a Transformer and I’m just the idiot who didnt check. so yeah I didnt need a new seat; I needed to read. Tonight, my baby girl...

So i work at a fast food restaurant that won’t be named for the sake of keeping my job. About a week ago my girlfriend showed me a post on Facebook from this dude saying that he found a worm in her drink that was served from my location. My job is just to hand the food out of the window and prepare drive thru customers drinks(think Lemonade and Pepsi). I, trying to be a good employee take a screenshot and put it in our work group chat which is just on an app; honestly i thought the group chat contained everyone that worked in our store not really any other high ranking supervisors. I was wrong. My manager(Big boss) quickly says “you should have texted me about this privately”. The next day at work i go in thinking nothing really other than i did my duty and they’d say the usual company mandated sorry. About three hours into my shift a separate manager than the one that talked to me starts looking around under my drink machine and after 20 minutes i hear a loud “GASP” followed by thre...