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TIFU installed LED bulbs in my Garage Door opener Obligatory this didn’t happen today but sometime back in 2018. Both bulbs had burnt out in my garage door opener sometime in the summer of  2018 so I replaced them with the spare LED bulbs I had on hand. Things were working Ok but the range wasn’t what it used to be. At that time I had also reprogrammed my remotes (didn’t want my soon to be ex to be able to access my home through the garage), added a wifi bridge to be able to open via app and have a log of when the garage opened, and installed a ring spotlight cam above my garage to also have a video record of who came and went through my garage. I’m in central Canada and winter came and as it got colder my garage remote became less and less reliable. I tried disabling the wifi bridge and ring camera but that made no difference. I reprogrammed the remotes again and had no luck. I bought new remotes but it was also getting warmer again so my remote started working better again. ...

I saw my coworker for the first time this morning since going on a date with one of her friends. For those of you who missed my original post , my coworker encouraged me to go on a date with her friend. In fact, she set the whole thing in motion. The date, however, did not go well. I thanked my coworker for trying to keep my love life alive before begging her to stop trying because her friend and I were not compatible whatsoever. My coworker said I didn't have to explain because her friend said the same thing. She said her friend shared the following about me: Pros: I paid for the date. My freckles did most of the heavy lifting, but I was fuckable enough. I'm Cancerian. I'm tall. I'm funny. Cons: I'm uncircumcised, which was not a deal breaker per se, but uncut dudes gave her PTSD, post traumatic smegma disorder. My "bromance" with our waiter was cute at first, but then it eventually made her feel like the third wheel, which was ...

When I say TIFU, i mean over the course of my lifetime. I’ve always been a person who pees in the shower. Gross, I know, but it just seemed harmless. It started backfiring, and now over the past 5 years or so i cannot do the dishes without having to pee urgently. I decided to stop peeing in the shower a year or two ago, thinking that I could undo the pavlovian response. Ive even tried to resist going to the bathroom when I start doing the dishes, and If anything, it somehow has gotten worse, it’s not even really an option anymore. My partner thinks it’s funny because i do dishes for like two minutes, and then immediately sprint to the bathroom. The most annoying thing to come out of this though, is sometimes i’ll wash my hands, then immediately have to pee, forcing me to wash my hands again. Tl:DR: i grew up peeing in the shower, and now i cant do dishes without needing to pee very badly.

For context, I work in a small office (like 8 people) and we have a shared kitchen area with a Nespresso machine. When I started, I saw there were always pods sitting in the basket next to the machine and I just assumed they were communal office supplies, like the tea bags and stuff. I was pumped because free fancy coffee at work is always a win. Fast forward to today. Im making my usual afternoon cappuccino and this girl from accounting walks in. She looks at me weird and goes "hey random question but have you been using the Nespresso a lot lately?" I said yeah obviously, its there for everyone right? Her face just dropped. Turns out she brought it from home because the office coffee sucks and shes been buying her own pods this whole time. She said she noticed they were going way faster than usual but figured maybe she was just drinking more coffee than she thought. Then she saw a few other people using it recently and it all made sense. I literally wanted to die right t...

For the past few weeks, I thought I was doing everything “right.” I was sleeping 7–8 hours almost every night, my job wasn’t physically demanding, and from the outside my routine looked pretty normal. Because of that, I kept telling myself that I had no reason to feel tired or unmotivated. But mentally, I felt exhausted all the time. I couldn’t focus properly, small tasks felt overwhelming, and I constantly felt irritated for no clear reason. Instead of listening to that, I convinced myself I was just being lazy or dramatic. So I pushed harder. I stayed glued to my phone late at night, kept overthinking everything, and ignored the signs that something was off. The real fuck-up happened when I finally took a day off, expecting to feel refreshed. Instead, I felt even worse. That’s when it hit me that rest isn’t just about sleeping or not doing physical work. I had completely ignored mental overload — constant stimulation, stress, and never giving my brain a real break. Now I’m dealing w...

Basically the title. I (20F) know a friend of a friend (19NB), call them C, who I thought was cool and was trying to get closer with. We were going to a concert with mutual friend together and ended up chatting for a bit while waiting for them to arrive. During our conversation, C mentioned that they were a singer in high school. I got excited by this and asked what genre they sang. They replied with “Well, when you’re classically trained, pop is too easy, so I sang musical theatre.” Readers, here comes my fuck up. See, I was also classically trained in high school and am the sort who never shuts up about it. And I’m gonna be honest, it kinda irks me when people who train in a musical theatre or pop style throw around “classically trained” as if it’s this big badge of honour thing and not like,,, a style of singing, just like pop or jazz or theatre. (I know this is a pretentious and assumptive take, once again, ego). So I respond with “Oh I was classically trained too! I had to sin...