greenmangostudio

This actually happened today, and I still want to disappear. We had our weekly team meeting at work. Nothing special — just updates, deadlines, and a small presentation from my boss about upcoming changes. At some point, he mentioned that our deadline for a client project was next Friday. I instantly felt that spike of confidence because I clearly remembered it being this Friday. I had even told a coworker earlier that we were running out of time. Instead of double-checking or asking politely, I interrupted him mid-sentence and said, “Actually, the deadline is this Friday. We’re already behind.” The room went quiet. He paused, looked at me, and calmly said, “Are you sure?” I doubled down. I even said I had checked the email myself. So he pulled it up on the screen. In front of everyone. And there it was. Clear as day. “Due: Next Friday.” Turns out I had mixed it up with another project. Not only was I wrong, but I also looked arrogant and unprepared. My boss handled it profess...

I wanted my lashes to be "unshakeable." I bought a glue used by drag queens—literally "the stuff that stays on through a hurricane." I applied my lashes and went to a rooftop bar for a first date. The wind was insane. About twenty minutes in, a huge gust hit us. The glue was so strong that the lash didn't fly off; instead, it acted like a tiny sail. It pulled my actual eyelid upward and stayed there. I couldn't blink my left eye. My eyelid was literally stuck in a "perma-wink" position. I spent the rest of the date trying to look "mysterious" while my left eye was wide open and watering uncontrollably. My date asked if I was "having a stroke." When I got home, it took three different types of oil and two hours of crying to get them off. I lost nearly all my natural lashes on that eye. TL;DR: Used glue that was too strong; a gust of wind turned my fake lashes into a sail and pinned my eyelid open for the duration of a first d...

I was invited to be a "background student" for a famous yoga influencer’s new YouTube series. I wore my "cute" black leggings. Under normal lighting, they look fine. Under the 50,000-watt studio lights they use for filming, they were basically a window. We were doing "Downward Dog" for about 10 minutes. I was feeling great, really "in the zone." After the take, the cameraman (a guy in his 20s) looked at the floor and refused to make eye contact. The influencer pulled me aside and whispered, "Hey, just so you know... the camera can see your exact brand of underwear and your birthmark. We have to reshoot the whole segment." I had to put on a pair of borrowed, sweaty "loaner" shorts over my leggings. I am now forever immortalized in the "Bloopers" reel as the girl whose leggings were essentially a screen door. TL;DR: Wore transparent leggings to a high-def film shoot; gave the entire production crew a detailed anato...

So for context I’m a male, 20 years old. So last semester when it wasn’t as freezing as it’s been lately I was asleep in my dorm it was probably about 2 or 3 am. The fire alarm goes off and I completely panic. I was in a house fire situation when I was a kid and I’ve been freaked out by it since. Anyway I’m scrambling and I put on a sweatshirt and run out the door without bothering anything else. The sweatshirt was hanging up by my bed so it was easy to grab and it already had my wallet and everything in it. So I’m outside with everyone else now. I have the sweatshirt on but other than that no pants no socks no shoes no shirt. I’m just in the sweatshirt and the underwear that I wore to sleep. I immediately feel a little self-conscious because it seems like everyone else had time to put more clothes on. I approach my RA asking how long she thinks we’ll be out here and she flips out at me. She says there’s no reason for me to be out here like that because these things are common and...

This happened earlier this week and I’m still cringing. I was at a small store buying snacks when the cashier handed me my change. As I grabbed it, our fingers barely touched. Now, any normal person would just move on. Not me. For some reason my brain short circuited and I panicked and said, Sorry! like I had just committed a crime. The cashier looked confused and said, It’s okay? And instead of stopping there, I doubled down. I said, I just didn’t want it to be weird. WHY would I say that. Now it was weird. He stared at me. I stared at him. There was a line forming behind me. I tried to laugh it off but it came out like a nervous goat noise. To escape the situation, I grabbed my bag and confidently walked into the wrong door. It wasn’t the exit. It was the supply closet. I opened it. Made eye contact with a mop. Closed it slowly. Turned around to the entire line watching me. Then I finally left. I can never go back there. That store belongs to them now. TL;DR: Accidentally touc...

Ok so at my job we are on a point system and 16 points gets you fired. So I have the brilliant idea to email the head of hr to find out how many points I have because I’ve been taking a lot of time off of work to do some things. Anyway I live in Virginia Beach and my email went like this . Hello (apple) we will call the head of hr apple) this is (my name from vagina beach and I was wondering how many points I have from taking so many days off. Well I sent it without realizing that I said vagina beach instead of Virginia Beach lol and mind you this lady is the head of hr for my whole company and I said vagina beach instead of Virginia Beach. I only noticed the next day when I reread the email and noticed it. Now I’m patiently waiting for a response. I sent her another email explaining what happened but who knows how she is going to take this lol. TLDR I said vagina beach instead of Virginia Beach and I sent it to the head hr lady of my whole company