greenmangostudio

Obligatory didn't happen today but 2 months ago. I (30M) am a closeted gay guy. I have been meeting with this discreet guy who to this day claims he's straight for casual fun. We started talking on a random "fake" Instagram I had that didn't have my name and since we both live in a small country, I told him I was visiting for work occasionally. We met a few times and it was good fun each time so we decided to continue seeing each other. However, one day he asked if he could come over in an hour. I texted my sister, who I live with and who doesn't know I'm gay, to check when she would be back and she said she was going shopping to get a birthday present for her boyfriend. Knowing her, I assumed it would take some time so I texted the guy to come over. Just as we were putting our clothes on, I heard a doorbell and I just knew it was my sister. To make matters worse, doors to my room do not shut entirely and landlord never had the key to my room s...

So this happened Saturday and I'm still processing the emotional damage. My partner Cass and I have a female-led dynamic. Part of that involves me wearing a pink maid's uniform with the frilly apron and everything when I'm doing household chores. It's our thing, it works for us, keeps me focused on service. Usually it's just us, private, no big deal. Saturday morning I'm deep in cleaning mode—dusting, heels clicking, feeling good about it. Cass is working in her office. I get the notification that a package arrived, she tells me to go get it, totally routine. I open the door expecting the usual "box on the porch, nobody around" situation. Nope. The delivery driver is RIGHT THERE. Young guy, phone already up because he was taking the proof-of-delivery photo. We make eye contact. His eyes go wide. Then he does the obvious scan down—taking in the pink uniform, the apron, the whole situation. And then I hear it. The click. He took anot...

i just need to vent bc this is probably my top 1 most stupid moment of my entire life. i genuinely thought i had some mental problems after it happened. it is my second time going to this gym, and even from the outside you could OBVIOUSLY tell there were only 2 floors. also, what kind of gym has 3 damn floors anyways? don't fucking ask me why, i thought there were 3. like one on top of the one i was working out in. so i go out, the whole gym staff looks at me thinking "what is she doing?" while i'm saying "im trying to go the 3rd floor! how do i go"? because there was an elevator (it didn't even work) on the 2nd floor and there wasn't on the first, so i thought well it must go up, so there has to be another floor or something. it's like i forgot how it looked like on the outside. they look at me like wtf? no? there are only 2 floors in this building. I guess i wanted to workout on the roof that day lmao. soooo embarassing. TL;DR: ba...

So this happened about a year ago. I had been out on the town and got a bit drunk. Went to get some food then after that, i started walking home. On my way home I walked by a bar and thought I might as well go in and have a nightcap. I walked inside and was a bit surprised to see no one inside. Assumed the bartender was in the back doing stuff, and after a few minutes my feeble drunk brain thought it would be okay for me to just pour myself a beer and pay them when they returned. Big mistake. It turned out that even though the doors were open, the bar was actually closed, so the police showed up a few minutes later to arrest me. At that point I was too drunk and tired to come up with any reasonable explanation for my stupid behavior. I didn't have one anyway. So, the cops took me in for a medical check to make sure I wasn't completely messed up with drugs or alcohol. Turns out I was fine, just very dumb, so they drove me back home. Got a hefty fine for their trouble. De...

So our washing machine stank like chips. Not sure how or why but it has been slowly getting worse and clogged over several months. It has slowly been causing our clothes to smell and feel greasy too. My wife has been asking me to deal with it for a couple of weeks and my previous attempt just didn't seem to do the job. I had the bright idea of loading it with a washing machine cleaner - with acid and then separately hydrogen peroxide. It has been more than 3 hours and we can't enter the kitchen. Back door is open but whatever unholy concoction I have made burns the lungs, nose, eyes and throat almost as soon as you enter. I'm assuming it's not shifting because it is denser than air. Any chemists know what chemical reaction is caused by mixing acid with hydrogen peroxide? TL;DR: Washing machine has left clothes smelling of chips. Thought to solve the problem with two chemicals and created no go zone in our kitchen. Update: Thanks for all of the advice. Got so...

Obligatory "this didn't happen today," but a few weeks ago. I work remotely and have a habit of joining meetings a few minutes early. One morning I was waiting for a team call to start while looking out my window. There was a huge bird sitting on a power line outside, and without thinking I muttered, "Wow, that's a big one." Unfortunately, I had already unmuted myself. A coworker asked, "Big what?" For reasons I still don't understand, instead of saying "bird," I panicked and said, "Nothing." Now everyone wanted to know. After several seconds of awkward silence I blurted out, "I've been tracking him for a while." Tracking who? The bird, apparently. What followed was ten straight minutes of me accidentally building an elaborate lie about a local crow I'd supposedly been monitoring. Every question made things worse. "Does he come by often?" "Most mornings." "How ...