greenmangostudio

Yeah so I just wanted to clear away the ‘OP is a creep’ sentiment that a lot of people seemed to feed into under my last post. So after I blurted out the thing in bed and he asked why I would say that, he did kick me out of his place pretty quickly. But he’s not a short-tempered guy so I figured his flu might have worn down his patience. So when I got home I texted him the sappiest apology I could think up—I love you, didn’t mean to upset you, your eyes brighten my day every day and I wouldn’t want to change them. By then I assume his anger had died down because he replied immediately and we proceeded to have a voice message conversation about boundaries and other stuff. He told me guys have always given him a hard time for his eyes which explains his jumpiness around the subject. I was unaware of that. The next day after work (yesterday) I headed over to his place again with a bouquet of lego flowers and he let me sleep over. We’ve spent Saturday together so far. Happy to say thi...

Today I bought a nice, new office chair for myself and the guy who helped me out convinced me to get the protection plan on it because I could get the chair replaced if needed. Well while I was checking out my fingers are flying all over my screen on my phone trying to get the staples app downloaded for an additional deal. While also making sure to transfer money from savings to checking. After I make my purchase, at a lower price than in store because they matched the online price, the sales man tells me there is one last thing to do. Which, of course, is to take a picture of my receipt and send it to a number to sign up for the protection. As im standing there, with my phone screen in view, I click on the gallery to choose the picture. Well, I forgot that I've recently taken some less than clothed pictures of myself and in my haste to not show the salesman I tilt the screen while sending the receipt. After which I realized I attached one of those photos to my message. So not onl...

It all started when I got this call from someone claiming to be a senior manager from FedEx. They told me that customs had seized a package going from Mumbai to Bangkok, and apparently, it contained six passports and a few thousand dollars. I was totally lost because, of course, I hadn't sent any package anywhere. But the person on the phone just kept pushing and said my Aadhaar number had been used for this illegal shipment. They threatened me with legal consequences if I didn’t cooperate. Next thing I know, they told me they were transferring the call to the "cyber police" to verify everything. By this point, I was freaking out. The person pretending to be the cyber police said my bank accounts had been hacked and that more fraud was coming my way unless I acted immediately. The "officer" then said I needed to transfer money to a so-called "alternate account" that supposedly belonged to the Reserve Bank of India to protect my funds. Totally panicke...

I’ve been on the job hunt for a few weeks now and, as we all know, job interviews are stressful. You have to get everything just right.. the right outfit, the right mindset, and of course, the right shoes. Normally, I take forever picking out shoes because I have a slight obsession with them, but this time, life decided it was going to test me. The night before my interview, I had stayed up too late studying for the test they gave as part of the application process (totally unnecessary, by the way, but I felt like I needed to crush it). As a result, I woke up late the next day. I’m talking 20 minutes until the interview starts, and I still hadn’t even picked out my clothes. Panic mode activated. My brain wasn’t working right, so I grabbed the first things I saw that seemed decent. Now, the thing about my closet is that I have a whole section dedicated to shoes. But in my rush, I didn’t look closely. I just grabbed two shoes that seemed similar in color. One was a black flat, the oth...

It's Friday, I don't wanna be at work, I don't want to be out of bed. But, can't miss work so I needed some type of dopamine to get myself wake. Hence, I decided to get myself off. Did, was solid, no penetration. Just a quick get there. The second I climaxed I had the most earth shattering, spine breaking pain shoot up my abdomen. Now, multiple hours later. I am at work, limping and cramping and dealing with the cramps from absolute hell. So now I'm in pain, at work and awake. Just the trifecta of suckage for this friday. And I can't even complain to anyone because how do you walk up to your friend and say, hey I orgasmed too hard and now my tummy hurts. This seriously makes every period I've ever had feel like light work. I have been cramping and muscle spasming for 9 hours now. Everything hurts and it truly and genuinely was not a good enough orgasm for this. So today, I truly fucked up. TL;DR came too hard now everything hurts.

So I had a ticket for doing 65 in a 50 which I completely forgot about. I was driving and got pulled over for doing 55 in a 50, I said ok, not that big of a deal I will pay it, it was not dangerous level speeding. But nope, it was not that simple, the cop tells me that they have a warrant out for my arrest. I am baffled and then I realize why, I tell him what happened and he tells me that he has no choice but to arrest me. I am taken to jail, I am patted down and all my stuff is taken. I am put in a big cell with maybe 20 other women. I wait there for like 2 hours. Then they take me to a back room and there I have to get naked. Fully. I have to bend over, spread my cheeks and cough. It was degrading. They make me wear a uniform and slides. I cannot wear ANY of my clothes not even socks, shoes or underwear. Then they take my fingerprints and my mugshot and ask me a bunch of question. After about 45 minutes I am taken to my cell. It had 4 concrete slabs as beds, a gym mat on them, a m...

So I (25m) am in between jobs and so am working for my dad’s firm doing a lot of paperwork I am qualified to do. I am a stem person with a ton of programming experience so I am really good at helping them figure out more efficient ways to fill out forms or letters that are very repetitive. I also have a few professional tests under my belt so I can do a reasonable job proofing financial transactions (just checking for math or spelling errors basically). Nothing too crazy at all. A huge part of what I am supposed to be doing is generating training materials for all the odd jobs I know because they never really built up materials and now that they are expanding they don’t have the same time to train each person one on one. To help out I generated a bunch of example legal paperwork that we can show trainees without having to show everyone client information. When I was first generating this information I thought only my dad would look over the first draft so I thought I would come up wi...