greenmangostudio

As per the title, I am not a smart person today. In my defense, the bottle looked eerily similar to one of those hand sanitizer dispensers you see everywhere. At least that's the excuse I'm going with. No wonder the old man standing nearby was looking at me like a totally crazy person. I probably looked completely unhinged. Y'all, no word of a lie, I confidently walked up to what I thought was a sanitizer station and pumped TWO giant squirts of coffee flavouring syrup directly into my hands. Not just a little bit either. A generous amount. Then, because apparently I was fully committed to this mistake, I rubbed it all over my hands like I was preparing for surgery. It took an embarrassingly long amount of time before I started wondering why my hands felt so sticky. At first I thought maybe it was some weird new moisturizing sanitizer. Then I noticed the sweet smell. Then came the horrifying realization. Friends, I had effectively seasoned my hands with coffee syrup...

Hey Reddit, I need to share this before I spontaneously combust from second-hand embarrassment. Last night I was up at 3am after the worst work week ever — endless deadlines, my micromanaging boss breathing down my neck, and those soul-crushing 2-hour meetings that could’ve been emails. I was stress-eating a whole pint of ice cream in my pajamas when I decided to vent to my best friend. I recorded a full 47-second voice note absolutely roasting everything: my stupid cubicle, the fake corporate jargon, how my boss always takes credit for my work, and how I’m one bad day away from quitting. I went OFF. Except my fat fingers betrayed me and I sent it straight to my boss instead of my friend. This morning I woke up to his reply at 6:47am: just “same”. No explanation. No follow-up. Nothing. Now I’m sitting at my desk pretending to work while internally dying. Do I bring it up in our 1-on-1? Laugh it off? Update my resume and start applying elsewhere? Or just change my name and move to a...

I (20F) found out about my moms affair and I have no idea what to do. For context I am working from my parents home over the summer until I go back to school in the fall. Today while both my parents and brother were at work I decided to look for some pictures of our new puppy to upload to my instagram. So I grabbed my moms (47F) Ipad to look for said pics. While scrolling I found some unfortunate nudes of my moms coworker and some of my mom. I immediately turned off the ipad. After freaking out for a bit I took pictures of the evidence on my phone just in case she deletes them later. But I don't know what to do with this info. If I tell my dad (52M) it will destroy him. He's the best man I've ever known and our family is finally in a good financial spot after covid. If this ends in divorce it would ruin everything we have built. I feel betrayed, hurt and confused. I know the right thing is to tell my dad but I don't want a huge fight breaking out. I don't know what ...

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Man, this whole thing last night got weird in about thirty seconds flat. Last night I was driving home from work when I spot this car on the shoulder with the hazards going nuts. Outside of the car was a couple who looked like they’d been on their way to somewhere nice. There was a lady all done up and a man who had on a button-down and dress pants like he was trying to look the part. Both of them had that tight, stressed-out vibe, so yeah… I pulled over and just wanted to see how I could help since they both looked extremely stressed out. Their tire was absolutely destroyed. The husband was just standing there looking lost like a kid in a hardware store. He was poking around in the trunk like he’s never even seen a jack before, let alone used one. Since I had tools and everything needed to change a tire in the truck, I figured I’d offer some help. Here’s where it got awkward. I literally got out of my truck and said: “Hey, do you both need some help? I have some tools with me ...

I (35F) was walking home and had to cross the street. Two men on their bicycles were on the road, so I stayed on the curb to let them pass. For whatever reason, the first one started braking near where I was standing, almost as if to stop in front of me. He turned slightly in my direction and licked his lips (though it could have been because he was thinking of saying something to the guy behind him) or just had dry lips. It was weird, and I have had so many instances of catcalling or lewd gestures done in my direction, that my unthought reaction was to flip him off. He was really surprised, and the man behind him flipped me off in response. They rode for 1 or 2 minutes (probably talked among themselves what the hell was that about); I kept walking, and they caught up to me again and the man asked me why and what happened, he didn’t understand why I did that. I told him how I experienced the interaction and he apologised and said he honestly didn’t mean or wanted to look at me that...