greenmangostudio

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 ...

So my 19f boyfriend 20m bought me a couple sex toys a couple months ago. I put them in an old shoe box in the corner of my bedroom, at the bottom of a pile of other things that were in storage, all the stuff was in-front of the attic door that is in my bedroom. I completely forgot about them. My family, my boyfriend and I are all going on holiday at the end of the week. I was away at my boyfriend’s house a few towns over for the weekend. While i was away, my father decided he didn’t want to wait until I came back on Monday to get the suitcases out of the attic. He went into my room with my little brother 18m and began to move all my stuff that was in-front of the attic door. He found the shoe box, apparently it tipped over and everything inside fell out and he had to rush to put all the items back inside before my little brother saw. I arrive home on Monday, everything is fine. No one mentions anything. Then on today when we finish eating dinner, my mother leaves to go to a potte...

For some context I am 22 year old, fairly large black man and am in a new city for work. I really don't go out much because in the past I've had a lot of health problems that have kept me from going to events. I was very nervous at first but I'm feeling healthy and everything is going great so far! The people in this new city have been very nice to me and have gone out of their way to chat. The area I used to live in was an area where people wouldn't even look at each other and actively crossed the street to not be close to me so I'm really enjoying the change so far. This is Great! However I'd forgotten how awful I am at conversation...During lunch today I went to Subway and noticed the girl in front of me was scrolling through Insta and liked a reel with the Angel Devil from Chainsaw Man. I'm a huge anime nerd, recently saw the Reze movie and I decided to try and go out of my comfort zone to try to talk to her. Since I don't talk to people often, I w...

For those unfamiliar, NAVY is an acronym: Never Again Volunteer Yourself. This is a lesson every sailor learns eventually. Today, I learned it again. This morning my Chief walked into the office and uttered the most dangerous phrase in military history: "Need a volunteer." Now, any experienced sailor knows this is a trap. A setup. An ambush. A scam wrapped in a question. And yet, like the absolute genius I am, I raised my hand. "Sure, Chief." "Great." Five minutes later I discovered I had just volunteered for what can only be described as Pecker Checker Duty . For those who don't know, I was assigned as a urinalysis observer for a group of students who had just graduated boot camp. Because apparently enough people throughout Navy history have attempted Olympic-level cheating during piss tests that the process is now less "provide a sample" and more "airport security for your bladder." The students reported in wearing PTU...

TIFU because I didn’t get much sleep last night and I still work up early to hit the gym before work. (Weightlifting) By the time I got to work I was feeling pretty tired/spent. I remembered that I had a Dr Pepper in the fridge at work so I cracked it open to get a bit of caffeine. Worth noting: I DO NOT usually drink caffeine at all. So when I do, it hits me like a truck. Well a couple hours later, I was not feeling very well and contributed it to the fact that it was probably because I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. I forgot the lunch I made for myself today at home though, so I made a drink with some sugar in it to give me a little boost. Halfway through drinking the drink, I realized that I was feeling *really anxious* and my hands were SHAKING. And that’s when I realized that now I’ve had 2 caffeinated drinks and *still* haven’t eaten anything. So I spent the next 30 min tweaking out until the next person came in for their shift (I was alone) so I could go and get some lu...