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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...

This happened yesterday and I’m still replaying it in my head like a crime documentary where the criminal is just me being stupid. I had a meeting in the morning with a potential new client. Not life-changing money, but definitely one of those “please act like a competent adult” situations. The night before, I stopped at the store on the way home and realized I forgot my reusable bags. Instead of buying another one, I thought, hey, my work tote is basically empty, I’ll just put a few groceries in there and take them out when I get home. Great plan. Very normal. Except I got home tired, made dinner, answered some emails, and completely forgot that I had put two onions and a bunch of parsley in the bottom of my bag. Next morning I grab the same tote, toss in my laptop, notebook, charger, and leave. I noticed a faint smell in the car but assumed it was leftover takeout trash or maybe just my imagination. Then I get into the conference room, open my bag to pull out my laptop, and the...

Update on my recent saga of trying to adult my way out of old balances. After the whole "paid the wrong collector" disaster, I finally got a written settlement offer from the correct one. It was one of those "pay X by Friday and the account is considered settled" deals. I have been living in spreadsheet land lately, so I felt weirdly proud of myself for not panicking and for actually getting something in writing. So here is how I fucked up today. Weeks ago, when I was in full anxiety mode, I set up an automatic payment in my bank app for what I thought was the minimum monthly amount. Then I forgot I did it. This morning I called the collector to pay the settlement amount manually because I wanted the confirmation number and the receipt right away. The agent took my details, read the total back, and I authorized it. While I was still on the phone, my banking app sent a notification: the scheduled payment had just processed. Same creditor. Same account. Differ...

So This actually happened last night and i am PAYING for it today. So every night i take an edible to knock my ass out b/c it’s the only thing that’s ever worked for insomnia (thank you IL & MMJ). While i was sitting in bed watching Suliyaki Western Django (it’s so good normally, but when that gummy hits…. dang - 10/10 do recommend) i accidentally ended up absentmindedly snacking on my Dreamsicle flavored magnesium glycinate gummies. Clarifying edit: Magnesium citrate is the liquid form they give you to clear you out b/c it is a powerful laxative. Magnesium glycinate helps with sleep, stress, anxiety, etc. It takes a lot more of the 2nd to have a laxative effect. While they’re not magnesium citrate i can attest to the fact that enough magnesium glycinate will keep you next to a bathroom and popping anti-diarrheals like crazy while crying “ HOW IS THERE ANYTHING LEFT???? HOOOOW???????” Not that i think it really matters, but i had also run out of munchies (i had planned to g...

Basically the title. I (F22) was talking to someone (F19) I just matched with on a dating app today. We were just casually going back and forth, talking about the type of music we like, and swapping song recommendations. A pretty light and casual way to break the ice and get to know someone, right? Well, the problem is that I, being a naive idiot that doesn’t think about how I word things, decided to recommend a song called “Youth” by Daughter. This in of itself wouldn’t be a problem (except for those who are cringing at my music taste), if it weren’t for how I worded it. You see, I had just nonchalantly spit out “You might like Youth by Daughter” without giving it a second thought on how it sounded like a thinly veiled code phrase that a white van owner would use. I didn’t give it a second thought, that is, until my app completely froze…which was immediately upon hitting send. I made the connection (doesn’t take Sherlock to realize that the app randomly died as soon as my last...

I (26F) have recently started to get closer to a colleague, who I will give the fake name of Josh. Josh(26M) and I don't work together, but we work in the same field and run into one another frequently. We started to get lunch together more often and would schedule group activities with other mutual friends. Around the time Josh and I started to get really close, I had just ended things with my long term partner following us failing to make our relationship work after he betrayed my trust a few months earlier. All of this is to say, I was not ready for a new relationship. I made this very clear to Josh after we drunkenly kissed one night. We continued to get closer and our friendship turned physical. We both very clearly had feelings for one another, but I still did not yet want to jump into a new relationship. I told him I needed some time to be by myself, but also admitted I didn't want to see anyone else at the moment. He told me he wasn't seeing anyone else either. I ...

So my friend asked me to move his car yesterday while he was carrying a bunch of boxes up to his apartment, and I immediately said sure because in my head moving a car twenty feet barely even counts as driving. Then I got in and saw the extra pedal. Manual. Now before everyone calls me an idiot, I knew what a manual transmission was. I've watched people do it. I've seen enough Fast & Furious movies to be dangerous. I played way too much Gran Turismo growing up. I just never actually drove one. At that point my friend was already halfway up the stairs carrying a giant storage bin, and for some reason my brain decided admitting I didn't know how to drive stick would be more embarrassing than whatever came next. Huge mistake. I started the car. Instant stall. Started it again. Another stall. By the third attempt I got it moving, but not in a controlled responsible-adult kind of way. More like a scared horse escaping a barn. The car jumped forward, I panicked, my feet com...

I normally rely on what my company puts in the kitchen to fuel my hunger throughout the day since I don't make myself food. Lunch time rolls around and I scour the office looking for snacks. They put bags of dried fruit on the kitchen island today, so I took one. Since I didn't have anything else to eat, I ate a good chunk of the bag. It didn't even taste good. I kept munching on the fruit because I was hungry. Well a few hours later, I had a severe stomach ache. I never have this issue, so figured the dried fruit was the problem. I checked out the bag while driving home and it turns out it contains a ton of fiber. I'm now hunched over on the floor/bed until I shit away this problem. TL;DR: I ate a lot of dried fruit and the fiber gave me cramps.

TIFU by giving a girl a mix cd, but it was the dumb and dumber soundtrack. I met the girl of my dreams recently, and I found out she likes to listen to CDs. I really wanted to impress her, so I told her that I like making mix CDs (I don't even know how to do that). She asked me to make her one, which was like my dream come true because I never thought she would ever talk to me. Except I don't know how to make a mix CD. I tried to figure it out, but I have terrible taste in music anyway, and I really wanted to impress her. Well my parents have a collection of CDs that we used to listen to sometimes. One of them is the Dumb and Dumber soundtrack, which I really like, and the CD just says “D&D” in permanent marker, so I gave it to her and told her I made her a special mix. I told her I titled it for her, and it stood for “Dreams and Destiny” because I thought it sounded cool and provacative. Anyway, she actually really fucked with it, and we started talking and it's be...

So I start my daily 1.25 mile walk to work. It's been raining lately, but it was relatively dry. I'm looking down at my phone, trying to choose some Warhammer lore to listen to on my journey when I get to the point where I pass by the grate of a storm drain in front of a warehouse. One spot. One spot on my path was not at all dry. Now I'm finding my foot sliding in a direction it is absolutely NOT, as a fat man, supposed to be going. I hit the ground hard, right on to the grate. I start to get up and it hits. My fucking KNEE. I can't put weight on it, so I fall back down into the mud and try the other side. When I manage to stand, my fucking BACK hurts so much I can't stand straight. I limp around for a minute trying to assess the damage and if I could still get to work, but nah, ain't no way in hell I was going to be able to get there in my state much less work the entire day. Thankfully my boss is a good dude. I never miss work, I'm always ...

TIFU Para meterles en contexto estábamos en un asado familiar y el parlante estaba conectado al Bluetooth de mi primo a todo volumen en un momento el sale de la casa y su Bluetooth se desconecta y agarra el mio de forma automática a lo que justo estaba teniendo una conversación con un chico con el que estoy saliendo que solo estamos quitándonos las ganas de comun acuerdo y me llega un audio suyo y yo lo reproduzco sin darme cuenta que estaba conectado al parlante, el momento mas vergonzoso de mi vida pase frente a toda mi familia porque claramente nunca me vieron con esos ojos ellos, yo lo reproduje de nuevo sin darme cuenta ya que no se escuchaba y entra una hermana mia a decirme apaga el celular y yo la miro con cara de que te pasa loca y me dice esta conectado al parlante gente yo quise que la tierra me tragara en ese momento. "TL;DR:" en ese momento solo paso por mi cabeza como volvere a salir donde estaban todos que era el patio y mi error no desactivar el modo automát...

So today's was one of those days where I had to run a couple of errands and one of them was grocery shopping for the week. So I did my shopping as usual not thinking about anything else but trying to finish asap so I can go home and rest. And well I wouldn't say I filled the cart up but I did have a reasonable amount of items. Reached check out and added everything on to the belt so it can be scanned and when I was told the amount. I realized I didn't have my wallet with me. Tired seeing if they accepted Apple Pay and too my surprise no. At the point I had a few ppl behind me and well ultimately I probably made the cash register worker upset. And while trying to explain to the worker the person behind me gave me a smirk and proceeded to say, "that's why you always check before leaving your house," in a sarcastic manner. TL;DR: I fucked up because Truth be told I'm an idiot and now I got go back get my wallet and probably shop all over again since the...

I answer phones as part of my job. Usually people call either looking to purchase tickets for an event or to rent the space. Today a woman called with severe speech challenges, so I really tried to be patient and figure out what she was looking for. Being a certified woke person, I know there’s a number of reasons someone could have speech problems, so I didn’t automatically assume any intellectual disability. I just treated the call like I would any other phone call where I’m having trouble hearing or understanding the person. 20 minutes later, her mom comes in the room, grabs the phone, and angrily interrogates me like I was trying to scam her daughter. I guess I understand being suspicious of someone on the phone with your intellectually disabled adult child, but she came in so hot at me when I was just trying to help and understand. ;~; I apologized and let her know I just didn’t want to be rude and she said “you don’t have to be rude” but…at what point am I meant to make the jud...

I am in the mountains of Tuscany, Italy on vacation with my family. By the way, it absolutely gorgeous here! If I can put photos in the comments I may! Something to know about me is that I possess a deep passion and appreciation for all snakes. I actually have autism spectrum disorder, which has nothing to do with the choices made here directly, though the adhd might (this is more of a joke acknowledging the impulsivity that is so often part of the disorder that I do indeed possess, not shifting the blame onto the condition). Anyway, my special interest is all things reptiles and has been for as long as I can remember. I’ve owned a few reptiles including a ball python named Mushu and a Kenyan Sand Boa named Tele (short for George Philip Teleman the baroque composer). Tele actually escaped two years ago and I suppose at that time I could’ve deserved to have made a TIFU post as well, as it surely had to have been an error on my part with closing or setting up the enclosure. I research ...

I have been getting back into working out, and I keep my elliptical in the basement. It's an unfinished basement, and I'm a renter in a college house. Typically, I work out every day. I take my ipad down with me and put on my headphones and do duolingo or quizlet or watch some youtube. It's a three room basement, and the stairs that lead to it are down a short hallway behind the pantry. Like I said, it's unfinished, and so it's concrete floors, stone walls, pipes and whatnot down there. I live with two other girls, and neither of them work out nor have any reason to go into the basement, so really I'm the only one who goes down there on the regular. But recently, I've been... lazy. Since finals, I haven't done my daily studying which I usually do on the elliptical. So I've been avoiding working out. I dunno, I just took a rest day and then another rest day and another rest day. This went on for about two weeks and today, I decided to finally snap o...

My girlfriend and I have cute sexual names that we call each other. We use these names almost all the time, except when we're around other people of course. Well a few weeks ago, she had her parents over her house for dinner. We were all having a great time. At some point my girlfriend asked me a question, and I said, "Yes, tits." I instantly realized what I said. My girlfriend and her Mom and Dad all started laughing. I turned red and got so embarrassed. My girlfriend, who has an amazing sense of humor, said, "Great, now everybody knows about them." I didn't even know what to do. I just apologized over and over. Everybody was very understanding and didn't get upset. I had to power through the rest of the night. But I really wanted to run away. TL;DR I accidentally called my girlfriend "Tits" in front of her parents. Wanted to crawl into a hole and stay there.

Obligatory this happened on Sunday. I was riding my e-scooter to the grocery store to pick up snacks for the race. I am not very trusting of the human race so I'm pretty diligent in being aware of my surroundings. I also obey traffic laws, I don't run stop signs, wait for lights to turn green, etc. Because of my distrusting nature I assume that every car is going to hit me and I ride cautiously. Enough background. I approached an intersection with a four way stop sign. One for each direction of travel. I was in the bike lane and came to a full and complete stop. There was a red sedan approaching the intersection in the opposite direction of travel. Having stopped at the STOP sign I began to traverse the intersection. The oncoming red sedan however did not stop at the STOP sign and proceeded to turn left into my path of travel. Having a basic understanding of physics and still being of sound mind and body I did my best to avoid a collision with a moving object who's mass w...

had an interview last week for a position i actually really wanted. was nervous but felt prepared. first few questions went fine, i was almost starting to feel like a functional human being. then they asked "what's your biggest weakness?" i panicked and said "i sometimes care too much." i know. i KNOW. i heard it leave my mouth in real time and watched the interviewer's smile do that thing where it stays on but the eyes just... leave. so i tried to recover. told them what i actually meant was that i tend to overinvest in projects emotionally. which somehow made it worse because i then accidentally implied their company might not deserve that level of investment. there was a pause. a long one. the kind where you can hear your own heartbeat. i did not get a callback. TL;DR: bombed a job interview by saying "i care too much," tried to clarify, accidentally insulted the company, did not get the job.

Yesterday I was officially 8 months sober from alcohol. Today is my son's 21st birthday, we had a falling out a couple years ago and we haven't spoken since. I went to the grocery store, bought a few things and came home. My husband was/is asleep for work tonight. As soon as I got home, I got angry. Angry about our relationship problems, sad because I miss my son, angry because my mom refuses to talk to me. My son and mother won't talk to me because of my husband. They hate him. And more days than not, I do too. But I'm trapped here. I haven't worked in almost 9 years because "he doesn't want me to have to work" but I think it's more than that, more intentional. I don't have any friends "friends just like to be nosy in your business and start drama." How did it even get to this? I don't know, gradually, really. Little things over time. TL;DR- TIFU by being depressed about my life and fucking up my sobriety Edit for tho...

i've been on this whole "wake up earlier, be a real person" kick lately. set my alarm for 5:30am, made a whole plan, even bought one of those sunrise alarm clocks so i'd feel like a woodland creature gently greeting the day. day three. full autopilot mode. made coffee, grabbed my bag, walked to the bus stop. feeling good. feeling disciplined. feeling like a woman who has her life together. got to work and my manager looked at me weird. then my officemate goes, "did you forget something?" i was wearing my pajama top. the one with the little clouds on it. tucked into my work pants. i had dressed in the dark like a haunted person and didn't notice until i was already three floors up in an elevator with my boss. the worst part? two coworkers said it looked "cute" and "intentional." i nodded like yes, this was a choice i made. TL;DR: tried to become a morning person, showed up to work in pajamas, got compliments, may keep doing ...

I’m at the airport. Moving from SC to NY. Seven hours of delays. Moving with my cat. The gabapentin? Wearing off. My cat? Absolutely howling. Just pissed. I’m so stressed that I’m ruining everyone’s flight. I’m in tears. It’s fine. I’m an adult. I’m allergic to her if she gets all in my nose, but I took Benadryl beforehand. At 2am. Surely it’ll be fine. Surely. Cat was dehydrated. I finally got her to drink some water out of my water bottle. That’s fine. I’ll sacrifice my smart water. No biggie. I’ll throw it away if I get up again. Otherwise I’ll just remember not to drink it. FOOL. between my cat yowling and the turbulence and the other passengers repeatedly reassuring me it’s fine, what do I do??? Big ole GULPS of water. Now we’re 30min out from landing and my throat is going NUTS. I’m like, why is it so itchy? Tf? I know what will help. More water. IDIOT. I finally realize what’s happening when it’s obviously WAY too late. And my nose is running and the nasal drip is making m...

My family has been going through our basement trying to clean up stuff and they found this old colorful rug with patterns on it. My parents used to travel a lot when they were younger and they like to pick up souvenirs, so I looked it up with Google lens. Google lens said that it might have some value but the rug was really dirty so I decided to use a carpet cleaner machine on it. I put the rug on a cement floor in the garage and since I didn't have any carpet cleaner fluid I just used dishwasher detergent. Only then did I discover that carpet cleaners can't be used with wool carpets. So I may have wrecked a carpet worth a few hundred dollars I mean that's presuming that it actually sold on Facebook marketplace. But it got me to thinking like how nothing really lasts anymore so it's not worth getting a lot of stuff. It's always going to wear out unless you keep your house like a museum. TL;DR was a bit hasty, might have wrecked an antique

Last night I jokingly told my niece (5) and nephew (7) that Canada is 6 oligopolies in a trench coat which they found hilarious. They asked me to give them an example, so I explained how the Big 3 grocers (Sobey’s, Metro, Loblaws) own all the smaller grocery stores. I explained shrinkflation, decreasing quality of ingredients etc. They asked about the Nutella my mom had just bought them and I told them about palm oil. My outraged nephew asked “why can’t Canada put these companies in jail? Can we sue them? Do you know a lawyer? Why do they get to destroy the monkey’s homes and scam us?!”. He was very upset, and my niece had tears in her eyes. She loves animals very much. I then told them that sometimes the good guys win, so I explained the bread fixing scandal and how a lot of Canadians just got our $49.11 settlement money. They felt better and decided to save the Nutella receipt and sue when they’re adults. I took my niece to Starbucks this morning and it was next to a Loblaws. ...

Okay so for context me (24f) and my bf (26m) have been together for almost 5 years now, we’ve lived together for about a year, in the same home as his older sister (31f), now 10 months ago her fiance passed away and she has not handled it well, she has had mental health issues and has been sectioned, she has tried to suzie slide a few times since they happened. Last night after she had some friends over she had a heart to heart with me about everything, her grief, her loss, her mental health, she said it’s basically getting worse and she’s not coping at all, she also mentioned specifically seeing me and my bf being together or even hearing us laugh breaks her heart, (alongside other couples) she shared with me how she doesn’t care about jobs, money, or progression in life, all she ever wanted was to find love and it was ripped away from her. and that was a lot for me to hear from someone that I care about. I was worried for her wellbeing and wanted her to get to a place in life where ...

Hey everyone, Just got back from Italy and I need to warn you all: if you’re tall and you see a street magician in Florence, run the other way. I learned this the hard way. We were on our way to the Uffizi, but had half an hour to kill before the timed slot on our tickets. So we stopped in the crowd in one of the big squares when this slick Italian magician started his show. He pulled an attractive American girl out of the audience and got her to participate in a card trick. She looked like she was on her way to a sophisticated evening out, wearing an elegant Satin Spaghetti-Strap Sundress. She could not stop giggling. but was a bit clueless. When, at the finale of his trick, he asked her "Is this your card?", she said she could not remember which card she had taken. "This was my best trick!" he exclaimed with disappointment. And she apologised profusely for not remembering which card she took. He then accidentally dropped one of his cards, and when she help...

My wife is pregnant and she is a saint. Shes done everything for me and turned my life around. She supported me when I was just a POS without a job. Shes shown me what family means. She is so strong and she works so hard even while pregnant and I try to get her to slow down but she won't. We even spent the last two weekends ripping out the carpet and painting our sons nursery to get prepared. My wife had this old snow globe that looked like a duck in a bathtub that she got from her mother as a little girl. As I was moving the furniture back into our sons nursery after we finished painting it fell and broke. She broke down and shes pissed and I cant blame her. I looked everywhere for one and the only place I can find it to buy (and its not even the same, its a cheap replacement) is in Singapore and it won't ship to the US. I dont know how to make it right. Ive apologized it just meant so much to her. I really hate myself so much right now TL;DR: Broke my wifes favor...

Me (M32) and my wife (F30) just had our 5 year wedding anniversary yesterday. My plan was to have a professional tune her family piano since it said so out of tune, many of the keys only make a clunk. There is only one guy in town who can tune pianos so I went with him. Unfortunately, the guy won't be able to make it out until the next weekend. I still hoped to keep it a surprise but when my wife mentioned wanting to go out that day, I told her I'd have to stay at home because the piano is getting tuned. She immediately looked like a cat with its hair standing and asked by who so I told her it was the local guy. Apparently, they had this same guy tune the same piano nearly 20 years ago and the freak stole the finished mahogany plank from the top of the piano bench and replaced it with plywood. My in-laws are famously doormats of people so they never pursued anything but that's why the piano hasn't been tuned in so long. I still want to get the piano tuned as our son is ...

This happened tonight. My boyfriend and I arrived at his place, and as we were driving into the underground garage, we saw his dad walking into a store next to the house. So we assumed we had the apartment to ourselves. We went upstairs, opened the door, and walked in. Everything seemed completely normal and quiet. Already inside the apartment, I said to my boyfriend (much louder than I should have): “I am begging you to fuck me, and you don’t want to.” Not even two seconds later, in the dead silence, the sound of a flushing toilet echoed through the apartment. My entire brain just shut down. I instantly realized his dad must have come home almost immediately after we saw him outside. I panicked, yelled “No, no, no!” and sprinted into the bedroom like a terrified cartoon character. I have been hiding under the blanket ever since, trying to process what happened and wishing time could rewind. Meanwhile, my boyfriend is laughing his ass off. I, on the other hand, am abs...

Not much else to say. I’m (29M) a fidgety person and have had many close calls with sticking my fingers and knees into small spaces, but today I got curious and had an intrusive thought and now my pinky is stuck stuck in a glass bottle. I’m afraid to break it because I might cut myself. I’ve been jammed up for like twenty minutes and starting to panic haha. I have no idea why I pushed it so hard in there, it was very obvious my knuckle was too fat to fit but if anything I’m a stubborn person. I tried soap but I couldn’t get the part that’s stuck slippery enough to have it slide out. Any ideas?????? Also, has anyone else ever gotten stuck at an unacceptable age or am I just inordinately dumb? TL;DR I am too old but I am stuck in a bottle and cannot remove it EDIT- UPDATE- I am free. A friend came over with a hammer and we chipped away at the problem. Then I swore her to secrecy. Seriously if anyone else had a stuck story please share it so I don’t feel this bad about myself. TH...

I was diagnosed with Hashimoto's at 9 years old. For the next 16 years I described my symptoms the way anyone would "I'm exhausted all the time," "I can't lose weight no matter what I do," "my brain fog is really bad." every appointment I left with nothing. I genuinely thought I was bad at explaining myself. Or that I was exaggerating. Or that this was just what life felt like and everyone else was pushing through it too. Then I started actually reading how doctors document symptoms in charts. And I realized I had been speaking the wrong language my entire life. Doctors are trained to respond to: Duration Pattern What you've already ruled out One specific ask When I started framing my symptoms that way "I have had progressive fatigue for 3 years that worsens in the second half of my cycle and doesn't improve with sleep" instead of "I'm really tired" appointments started going differently. I've...

so this happened last week and i am still not over it. met a guy on an app, first date at a tapas bar. we sit down and he starts chatting to the waiter in Spanish — fully fluent, completely natural, like it was nothing. the waiter then turns to me, says something, and my brain just... left. i panicked and said "sí, gracias" and smiled. he assumed i also spoke Spanish. i do not speak Spanish. i took it for two years in school and retained basically nothing useful. for the rest of the evening he kept switching mid-sentence, and i laughed when he laughed, nodded a lot, tried to look engaged. at one point he asked me something directly in Spanish and i just said "totally" and looked at my drink. the next day he texted saying he loved how easy the conversation felt, that it was rare to find someone he could just switch with naturally like that. i stared at my phone for a long time. we have a second date on friday. i've been using duolingo every day since and i have...

This happened today at Disneyland Paris and I keep replaying it like one of those mobile games where you fail the same level over and over. I was in a long, slow indoor queue. You know the type where everyone is stuck together, bored, and pretending not to listen to anyone else. I was scrolling on my phone, daydreaming about a Sims build I want to do later, when a couple behind me started struggling with French. They looked flustered and were whisper-arguing about whether they were in the right line. I live here and speak French, plus enough English to get by, so I decided to be helpful. My brain has this annoying habit of latching onto the first word it finds and going all in. The couple asked if the line was for the ride or the exit. I meant to say, in English, "This is the ride queue, the exit is over there." Instead I blurted out something like "This is the exit line, you should go that way," pointing with the confidence of a cast member. They thanked me...

Happened today and I'm doing that thing where I keep playing it over in my head and cringing because of how awkward I feel. My (41m) family traveled for my niece's HS graduation. My family went down to the hotel pool. I was lagging behind in the room (bathroom break) and came down a few minutes later. I pressed the button to call the elevator to go down to the first floor and this is my FU. Earlier in the day I had pressed the button for the elevator and an elderly couple tried to exit, thinking they had reached the lobby. I saw their confusion and told them it was only the second floor. They thanked me and we rode down one floor together to the lobby. This time, the elevator doors opened and a guy closer to my age started to step out. For some damn reason I thought to myself "OP, save this man from making the mistake of thinking this is the lobby. Be a good Samaritan". Mind you, this hotel's elevators don't have any indicator showing where they...

This is more of.... I fucked up yesterday, but today is the result.s I am 28F and I have never claimed to not be accident prone. I live in the Northeast, so classic cars are a very common thing to see during the summer. I alao live very close to the beach. So myself and my roommate (21F) decide to go to the beach. As we are walking the pavement from the main road to the beach parking lot, I see a bunch of gorgeous vintage cars. Im so distracted by them that I fail to notice the slope of pavement that met the grass and stepped on the curve. My foot rolled outward and the rest of me fell forward. I pushed myself up and had scraped my knee and big toe on my left leg. So I clean my knee up with my dress, slow the bleeding, had a vasovagal reaction, then got past it, swam, headed home. Today I had An appointment at the doc for a pulmonary test and blood draw and I swung by the urgent care bc I had noticed my foot was swollen. Well... 4 hours later and one xray I got sent home in...

I’ve been getting a metric shit ton of spam calls like many of you, but this week has been absolutely insane, and I think it’s my fault for kicking the hornets nest. I am up to 70+ scam calls a day. I learned some Hindi swear words from a friend, and chose to curse one out a few days ago back when the call list was shorter. It was fun for me. Baiting scammers. I would get to the part where they question me about my Medicare (after the AI portion/transferring please wait) and just UNLEASH with MADARCHOD, BHENCHOD, etc. I don’t feel bad about it; they scammers. Boy was that a mistake… Just a day after, I started getting a call. Then another. Then 2 more. All with my area code, with different preceding numbers, all spoofed with voip software. All asking about my Medicare part a & b (I’m in my 30s and work for a defense contractor lol). The worst part is that I can’t even use a call filter because the numbers are all individually spoofed, so the leg work for blocking all o...

My girlfriend and I have the exact same kind of "shitpost" sense of humor. We are constantly sending each other dumb memes over text, quoting them in real life and replying to even mundane messages with them. From the outside it definitely is cringy and it probably doesn't sound like we take the relationship seriously but we've been doing great for four years now, living together for one and I'm planning to propose to her on our fifth anniversary. But fast forward to last evening and I think acting like normal may have seriously offended her. I've been out of town for almost a week helping my brother move across the country and also celebrating our parents anniversary in his new city while we're at it. GF and I have obviously been texting back and forth when I have time and the conversations are as casual as they always are. The conversation even got a little bit spicy as we've been apart for a week and we're getting a little lonely, needless t...

I (30M) have been struggling to find a job for the past few months and by luck managed to get a job at a soon to be open hotel. So far my coworkers and boss have been wonderful which has been a relief as my last job was the opposite. Because of this I wanted to make a good impression with my boss. I want to note as well that during these past few months my depression had been on the rise and I had packed on a decent amount of weight. I have been a bit tight with money so I haven’t bought any new clothes. For the most part all of my clothes still fit but some of them are a bit tight. Onto where I fucked up. My boss came out of her office and saw some boxes that needed to be moved. Upon trying to move them she put them back down as she had grabbed one too many. I said to her, “Let me give you a hand with those.” I grab some of the boxes and we start heading for the opposite end of the hotel. We enter this massive banquet hall where some of the hotel staff are currently present in and w...

it was 72 and sunny this morning, I'm 42, I made the decision to wear my white linen pants like a man who has it all figured out. somebody in the office said I looked like I was on vacation. somebody from accounting actually whistled. I walked to the park at lunch, sat on a bench for 25 minutes eating a salad and watching a dog try to fight a leaf. my boss called. I stood up, paced around being professional, walked back to the office, and caught my reflection in the lobby window. reader. there is a large dark brown stain across the entire back of my pants. I do not know what it is. it is not the shape of chocolate. it is not the shape of mud. it is not the shape of any specific thing, which is somehow worse, because now my brain has to consider every option, including the ones I have spent my entire adult life not considering. I went to the bathroom, tried to look at it with my back to the mirror, which made me look like I was being arrested. I tried to scrub it. it got bigger. now...

I know I'm an idiot so please don't feel the need to tell me that. For context, I'm 24 years old and graduated with a degree in creative writing 2 years ago. Since then I've worked mostly in kitchens but really want to work in film. I started what I thought was my dream job at the beginning of April. For the last 6 weeks I've been a production assistant at a marketing agency but it hasn't been anything like I thought it would be. My direct boss started about 2 months before I did and has basically no idea what he is doing but thinks he does. So he can't really provide me with much direction and keeps doing the wrong thing which I've been told is kind of my responsibility to prevent but he won't listen to me. The CEO who is my other boss never gives any good direction or anything and when I ask her questions I'm almost always met with a bit of attitude and a "why don't you already know that tone". I don't need my hand held bu...

I was talking to someone and thought I was being funny, but the second the words left my mouth I knew I had messed up. It was one of those jokes that sounds fine in your head and then just dies completely in real life. Nobody laughed, the mood got awkward instantly, and I could feel my face getting hot because I knew I had just made everything weird for no reason. What made it worse is that I tried to recover from it instead of just shutting up. So then I started talking more, which only made it more obvious that I was panicking. You know that feeling when you can hear yourself getting worse while it’s happening and you still can’t stop? yeah, that was me. I kept trying to act normal, but the whole thing was already gone. After that I just wanted to disappear and pretend it never happened. I’m still thinking about it way more than I should, which somehow makes it even more embarrassing. I really should have just kept my mouth shut for once. TL;DR: I tried to be funny and the joke...

So I play several gacha games. This is specifically about Zenless Zone Zero (ZZZ). I don't think the game itself it important but in case anyone wanted to know. I wanted the new character currently on banner. She looked too cool to pass up. So, since I already put in my info prior, I just went to get premium currency twice. Finally got her. All is well! Or so I thought. My friend tells me that her account has missing money. For extra context, the ZZZ account was HER account originally, but she lost interest and ended up giving it to me. I had seen a transaction on my account already so I assumed her issue was something else. She sends me screenshots later, and yep, those amounts are from the game, and they should be on MY bank details! Panic ensues. As I'm heading to work I'm trying to figure out the best way to pay her back, because thankfully, I have enough to do so. I finally decide to just use cashapp, and give her the amount back with a small extra on top as an a...

I'm writing this as I got off of work in absolute shambles. I want to hide away from humanity forever. Maybe even quit. I took my nieces and nephews to the school fair about two days ago. Everything was easy and breezy (excluding my nephew acting up frequently enough to where we had to go home early). The fair had about 50 or so kids? There were a bunch of hands-on activities and games I participated in with my nieces. We were shooting hoops, shooting water guns, you name it... I know that kids are human petri dishes, but I'm pretty good with my hygiene and handwashing. I felt pretty okay throughout the weekend. However, when I woke up today (Monday), my right lymph node hurt pretty bad. It's allergies season, and I snore in my sleep. I just assumed it was that. So, I grab my belongings, keys, and clock in for my shift. Its a physically demanding job that requires a lot of arm strength, but I always manage on the days where I feel off. Today, they introduced a new man...

My friend and I were standing on a staircase outside of a building. I am white (relevant) and my friend is white passing. A black woman (also relevant) approached and said something I didn’t hear, but I assumed she was trying to get by since we were blocking the stairs, so I moved behind my friend so she could get past. The woman looked flabbergasted and said, “I’m not gonna hurt you guys or anything, I was just looking for a light.” I realized that I indeed looked like I was cowering behind my friend. I was mortified. My friend was mortified. I quickly explained I didn’t hear her and I thought she just wanted past, but I’m not sure she believed me. My friend told her we didn’t have a lighter for her and she went to ask someone else. My friend told me if I had stepped in front of her instead of behind her, maybe it wouldn’t have looked as bad, but of course, I wasn’t thinking about that, I was thinking, “Oh, we’re so rude and blocking the entry for this woman, I should get over...

I (22F) think I have ASPD, and it's ruining my life. I live a parasitic life, I lie constantly, I steal, I feel threatened when someone calls me out, I get angry when someone cries, I get into arguments constantly, I have no realistic plans for my future I just waste my present with impulsive choices, I waste money constantly, I only feel bad when I get the consequences, I've never had an actual relationships, I try to normalize my bad behaviour, I make people sad or angry then go back to doing what I was doing and feel shocked when people are stuck on it even if it was 5 minutes ago. I don't like responsibility, I do everything in my power not to work, I feel entitled to peoples admiration but I don't admire myself, I get throughts of hurting people even tho I would never do that, when people inconvenience me even if they're close to me I wish they died so they'd be out of my way, I constantly imagine myself with a better position, wealth, status and psychi...

i had just started working at this company two months ago and yesterday my coworkers had a party at our boss's house celebrating his work anniversary. everyone's relatively pretty young and LOVES to drink, so the tequila was flowing and everybody was passing around shots and getting fucked up. we drank A LOT, but i was feeling fine. after the party, my coworkers and i wanted to keep the festivities going so we decided to hit the bars. that's when all the alcohol from the party hit me at once, and i blacked out. i don't remember the bar at all, don't know if i said anything embarrassing, and that's seriously killing me. and then i somehow ended up back at my boss's house and my boss's wife (who's also my coworker) took my purse and hid it because it seemed like i was about to drive home. she told me to stay the night along with another coworker of mine who also got really fucked up, and called my mom to explain the situation. i woke up feeling re...

I’ve (F26) been posting here a lot about my ex boyfriend (M27) of over 5 years who I caught getting sex workers behind my back. Important context for this situation is that we live together in a rented home with his whole family including his mom (F52) his brother (M28) and a couple others.I don’t have a family of my own, but I used to. Growing up it was just my mom, me, and my little sister. My mom was extremely neglectful and harmed the both of us a lot. I effectively raised my sister until she was 15 and I was 22 when ultimately I accepted that I was in over my head and had to call CPS on my mother. My childhood was so bad that I’ve been diagnosed with about 7 disorders including CPTSD. I am managing well with medication and therapy and I know how to ask for the help I need when I need it. My mom had physical custody and I technically lived with them but I was gone working and with my now ex boyfriend so much that I could avoid home for weeks at a time. In that time my mom and ...

This actually happened a couple of days ago and the guilt is honestly driving me crazy, so I just need to share it here. To give you some context, I am usually a very outgoing person. I genuinely love being around people, making jokes, and organizing plans. But I have this incredibly stupid issue with my mental health where my "social battery" doesn't give me a warning when it’s about to empty. It doesn't slowly drain; it just straight up crashes from 100% to 0% in a split second. When this happens, it’s like a switch flips in my head. My brain shuts down, I get hit with intense anxiety, and I feel this suffocating need to be completely alone in a dark room. No talking, no eye contact, nothing. So, a few days ago, I was out with a good friend of mine. We hadn't seen each other in weeks, so we planned to meet up at a busy cafe in the city center. For the first hour, everything was going amazing. We were laughing, catching up, and having a genuinely great time. ...