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TIFU by asking my dad where to dispose of a melted charger.

While I was home alone, I smelled something burning in my room, and obviously freaked out a bit; It turned out to be the only magnetic contact charger of one of the adult toys I own, and since it had obviously somehow broken enough to start melting itself and smoking almost right after I plugged it into an outlet (which had not been a problem before), I decided to throw it away.

Problem is, my dad is very peculiar about where to dispose of electric stuff, and my sister has gotten yelled at for throwing another melted cable into the "wrong bin" before. He was coming home soon anyway, so I asked him.

He in turn asked me back what that charger was even for. Keep in mind, that man is very good with mechanical stuff in the walls, but has very little knowledge about how most modern devices work.

Since I was not about to tell my dad about it being for a sex toy, I ended up evading the question and just continuing to ask where to put it. Meanwhile he kept demanding to know what it was for, since he didn't know of any devices in the flat that use a contact port, and wanted to make sure that it wasn't something wrong with the outlets' voltage.

In my panic I just made some shit up about it being a willy-nilly improvised charger for my MP3 player, but now he was even more confused because "I could've sworn that you had a plug-in cable, how does that even work with your player???"

So I eventually just said "You know what? It's actually the charger for something else, something I don't wanna tell you about. It's fine, it didn't happen because of the outlets, the thing is just broken and I wanna know where to get rid of it."

He finally freaking told me where to put it then, but also said he "doesn't even wanna know" what it was for anyway. So I'm pretty sure he has an idea. Urgh.

TL;DR:

Asked dad where to dump my broken sex-toy charger, didn't mention which device it belonged with. He inquired about the device out of worry that the outlets were at fault, I made some shit up he didn't believe and, after a vague confession that I didn't wanna tell him about it, probably connected the dots that I, an adult, have at least one sex toy.

Am uncomfy with that knowledge.

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