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TIFU by washing my underwear in the shower... without having a plug in the drain.

So from the title you can probably see where I'm going with this. Disclaimer, am on mobile, also this happened a few hours ago so the humiliation is definitely still here baby!

Hopefully this doesn't violate rule 4, I'll try to skirt around anything that could gross people out. However if periods in general are not for you, then neither is this post.

I, 17F, live in a household where my dad packs the washing machine, I hang it out, and my sister folds. Now before I get into it, I understand that this is a stupid thing to do, but whenever I get surprised by my period a few days early or a tampon just doesn't do its job, I tend to give my underpants a bit of a scrub n soak in the shower so that my dad doesn't have to deal with the grossness that is period blood. And more importantly, so that I don't feel embarrassed lol.

So anyway, tonight was one of those nights where my period decided to pop in and say hey a week early, so I definitely was not expecting any bloody accidents for a little while. Honestly, yeah, inconvenient, but nbd hey? Just chucked em into the shower, turned on the tap, and fiddled around in the bathroom while the water heated up. This will be fine, right?

Hahaha. WRONG!

Fuck up 1: My sister and I share a bathroom, both of us have long and thick hair. Therefore, taking out the plug and pulling out a mile of goopy hair is a highlight of the week we take turns enjoying. Unfortunately I didn't realise that my sister had done this the night before and forgotten to put the plug back in.

Fuck up 2: I threw my underwear reallyyyy far into the back of the shower, and turned the water on full blast to make sure it heated up quickly. This meant that the sizable drain was more than able to slurp up a pair of my bloody underpants in the time it took me to take off my socks and bra.

So I stepped in the shower. Thought hm strange, thought I threw some underwear in here. Then it hit me. The open drain. The water not going down said drain. The visible absence of any grey and pink undies in any part of the bathroom. It dawned on me the latest addition to the trainwreck of stupidity that is my life.

Frantically, I spent the next 10 minutes desperately shoving anything I could down the drain, trying to hook some part of those bastard pants to drag them back up. Then I used a plunger. Then, resigned to my fate, I got dressed and went downstairs to tell my dad what had happened.

Luckily, he seemed pretty amused (not so amused when he saw how much a plumber was going to cost to fix it) and didn't make a big deal about it.

So yeah now my shower has to be pulled out and the pipes semi-removed so that we can retrieve the underwear that I so brilliantly decided needed a spa day. I'm just hoping that at least all the bloods been washed off, otherwise y'all can expect another TIFU from me tomorrow about a plumber and my favourite bloody underpants :)

tl;dr: 17 year old idiot got a surprise period, decided to wash underwear in the bathtub. Didn't notice the plug had been taken out and now we need to pay for a plumber to remove my underpants from the realm of the pipes.

Thanks for reading if you got this far lol. Now I'll be drowning in my humiliation while my lovely sister laughs at me.

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