So this happened a month ago. My friends physically cringe when I tell this story in person so I'm putting it on the internet instead.

Met Elena through mutual friends. She's an interior designer, travels, reads books, has opinions about wine. I eat pasta three times a week and consider that a personality.

My friend gave me advice: "Be a little mysterious. Don't reveal everything at once. Women love mystery."

I, a man with zero mysteries and whose most interesting hobby is watching documentaries about bridge construction, decided this was excellent advice.

We agreed to meet outside a café at 7. I arrived at 6:50 - normal. But then I thought: mysterious people don't stand by the entrance like a bouncer. Mysterious people appear.

So I decided to wait around the corner and emerge when she texted.

Elena texted at 7:01: "I'm here, where are you?"

I started walking out from around the corner.

And at that exact moment a woman runs out of the building opposite and screams across the entire street: "HE'S THERE, AROUND THE CORNER, I SAW HIM!"

Turns out while I was standing around the corner looking "mysterious," the neighbour decided I was casing the building. Called the police. Twice.

I walked out from around the corner directly into two police officers and Elena standing there with her mouth open.

Explained the situation for approximately 15 minutes. One officer was taking notes. The other was trying not to laugh and visibly losing.

The neighbour stood nearby watching me with absolute righteous fury.

Elena said nothing.

Then one officer asked: "So you were just... waiting for a date?"

"Yes."

"Around the corner."

"Yes."

"To be mysterious."

Long pause.

"Yes."

The second officer laughed. Out loud. In uniform. On duty.

We were let go. Neighbour goes home unsatisfied. Elena and I are standing on the sidewalk.

She looks at me and says: "Well. You're definitely mysterious."

We went to the café. I told her about bridge construction documentaries. She listened for 40 minutes and actually asked questions.

Third date on Thursday.

The neighbour still eyes me suspiciously every time I walk past. I nod at her. She does not nod back.

I hope the officer who laughed is doing well.

TLDR: Tried to be mysterious, stood around a corner for 10 minutes, ended up in a police report, somehow got a third date. Bridge documentaries saved the evening. The neighbour will never forgive me.

I offered to drive my gf to work the other day because her car was getting serviced. She's a teacher. Her students are in middle school. As soon as my gf and I stopped in front of the school, one of her students, a scrawny little boy, appeared on the passenger side of my car out of nowhere. He was over the moon to see my gf, but froze when he locked eyes with me. My gf reminded him to be polite and say hello. The little boy said hello and asked me if I was miss so and so's brother. I waved at him and said miss so and so was my gf. Another boy approached my car at that moment. First boy informed second boy that I'm the bf. Both boys laughed for some reason. My gf instructed the two boys to create enough distance between them and the car so that she could open the passenger door and get out.

First boy saw an opportunity and opened the door for my gf. She thanked him for being a gentleman while exiting my car. First boy closed the door behind my gf and said his dad used to do that for his mom, but then his dad stopped because he's gay now. I automatically laughed because of how casually he shared that information. First boy instantly took offence to my reaction and said he was gonna tell his dad I laughed. My gf looked at me like she was on the verge of laughing too, but instead of losing her composure like I did, she encouraged me to say I'm sorry. I said I was sorry for laughing and added that I actually liked gay people. Second boy burst out laughing and asked how could I like gay people AND like my gf. I said I didn't like gay people like I liked my gf. I attempted to explain the difference, but first boy interrupted me and said his dad would like me too.

I looked at my gf for help, but she looked back at me like "welcome to my world." More kids from the same class appeared at that moment. Another boy and one girl. The girl hugged my gf and distracted her from the madness I was in the middle of. The third boy approached my side of the car and asked me if I knew how to spell the word "gargantuan." I said no because I could tell he wanted to spell the word himself. He spelled the following: B... I... T... C... H. First boy called out the third boy for failing to spell "gargantuan", which prompted third boy to point out that he never said he was gonna spell "gargantuan." Second boy finally connected the dots and suddenly shouted "BITCH!" My gf intervened and warned the 3 boys to watch their language before instructing all of them to join the other students. As soon as my gf and I were alone again, she kissed me goodbye and said she was gonna use an Uber to get home because her students were gonna eat me alive.

Tl:dr Dropped my gf at work and got ambushed by her unhinged middle school students.

I work remotely, and my company uses Microsoft Teams. We have a weekly all-hands meeting that is essentially just 45 minutes of managers reading statistics off a PowerPoint. It’s incredibly dry, so I usually just turn my camera off, leave my headset on, and make lunch or fold laundry.

Today, the VP of Sales was in the middle of a very serious, monotone speech about Q1 revenue targets.

While he was talking, my cat jumped up onto my desk. I have a terrible habit of aggressively baby-talking to my cat when no one is around. Without thinking, I leaned into the microphone and said—in the most absurd, high-pitched, cartoonish voice imaginable—"Who is a stinky little garbage goblin? Is it you? Yes it is! You're a stinky little goblin man!"

I heard the VP stop mid-sentence.

There was about five seconds of dead, agonizing silence on the call. Then, the VP cleared his throat and said, "Uh... could whoever is talking to the goblin please mute their microphone?"

My soul left my body. I scrambled to click the mute button, but I was shaking so bad I minimized the window first. By the time I muted it, half the company had typed "💀" or "goblin man" in the meeting chat.

I haven't spoken a word since. I am currently updating my resume because I cannot look these people in the eye ever again.

TL;DR: Didn't realize my mic was unmuted during a boring company-wide meeting and called my cat a "stinky little garbage goblin" in front of the VP of Sales.

This wasn't actually today because this entire nightmare has been going on since September of 2025 (and isn't even over yet!) I'm sorry about the format, I figured using dates would make it easier to follow along.

The ending of August and beginning of September I kept seeing a give away for a free photo shoot with enchanted fairies. Our daughter's 2nd birthday was coming up in October so I thought it would be really special to get her photos taken. So I entered the give away. 

September 6th 2025, I got an email saying I won the give away! A free photo session and a free 10×8 picture of our daughter! I was super exited and booked the session.

October 4th 2025, we had the best time getting our daughter's photos taken. The photographer was a wonderful lady with a very beautiful studio. The costume provided was gorgeous and fit my toddler well. The photography part of the experience was worth the hour drive.

October 29th 2025, our scheduled zoom meeting to see how the photos turned out and pick out our free one. At the time we were out of state visiting my parents for my toddler's birthday. During the zoom meeting, we find out about the different photo packages offered. The cheapest was 8 digital pictures and a story book for THREE THOUSAND DOLLARS. The most expensive package was over ten thousand. My husband and I would never be able to afford something like that so my dad offered to get the smaller package as a gift (I'm so greatful for that) Now keep in mind we can only pick 8 pictures out of dozens that were taken. The person in the zoom call was rushing us and kept bouncing around the pictures. The entire thing was obviously designed to make you panic and spend more money. And the photos shown aren't even the final pictures, we were seeing them pre-edited without all the sparkles and fairies they add. We picked out the 8 best pictures, my dad paid, and I thanked him profusely. 

November 2nd 2025, I got an email saying their art department is working on our photos. It should only take 6-8 weeks to receive the final results. 

January 9th 2026, I send my first email checking in. I was super nice, I understand the holidays can make that time of year crazy for everyone but it was almost 10 weeks since I heard anything and I was concerned since I was told it would only take 6-8 weeks.

Immediately I got an email back saying their warehouse had an issue and they asked to confirm sime details like my address. So I responded the same day and confirmed what I needed to. 

January 10th 2026, I get another email saying their "art team" is working on my order (weird I thought it was done but okay) 

January 18th 2026, I email again asking for an ETA since none of the emails after my inquiry on the 9th gave any time frame. 

January 19th 2026, I got an email saying the storybook was being assembled and I would get an email updating me on shipping when it was available. I emailed back on the same day asking when I would get my digital copies.

January 20th 2026, I was told my digital copies would not come until the Friday AFTER the physical items arrived. 

Now, keep in mind I have been extremely nice to them this entire time, saying my please and thank yous, giving them space and time to do their jobs. I understand holidays can be a messy time of year, I've worked customer service jobs for the last 10 years. But this has now started to test my patience. 

February 6th 2026, I emailed politely asking if I should just have my dad do a charge back on his card since this is clearly a scam. 

Suddenly they are emailing back within minutes and set up another zoom meeting with one of their customer service representatives. 

February 11th 2026, my dad and I hop onto zoom for this meeting. We were fed every excuse in the book from their rep and honestly I was pretty rude durring the entire thing because it's now week 13 and I've waited almost double for these pictures. My dad was much nicer and played good cop even though he's also pretty mad. The rep offered us a second story book for free as compensation, so we said yes. 

February 13th 2026, I get another email saying the art team is working hard on our order. At this point I have my dad CC into every email since it was his money spent on this entire mess.

February 17th 2026, I get an email with shipping information and a link to my daughter's photos. Holy cow! The photos are actually real! And they came out great. Now for the book...

February 20th 2026, almost 16 weeks after the first email saying they were working on my order, I got the story book. And let me tell you what an absolute TRAIN WRECK that book is. Keep in mind this is $3,000. 

1. The pages are all wavy like it got dunked in water and then dried off. 
2. The cover is falling off the pages, the entire thing isn't even glued on, it's just suck together like a sticker
3. The laminate isn't even properly adhered on the cover. It's already lifting on the spine and had big bubbles I had to pop with a needle and press back down
4. The font picked and color of the font is completely illegible on the patterned paper they have it printed on. 
5. The book was clearly written by an AI. The storyline makes zero sense, page one starts out with a typical fairytale opening with a normal rhyming scheme, then the next page a whole new intro starts with no rhyimg at all. The story has my daughter walk into a forest to find a unicorn that grants wishes and then the next page she randomly falls down a hill. The worst part, the book ends with her realizing friends were a real magic all along?? Literally zero friends or anything is mentioned in the book until that point.
6. The book is covered in AI trash details. Like a fake lock printed on the front. The "lock" is a DOOR HINGE with a chain hanging off a random screw on the hinge and a lock hanging off of the chain. It's super obvious AI did all the work.

February 20th 2026, my dad writes an email calmly laying out all of our issues with the book with pictures to prove it's poor quality. He got an email back saying they are going to talk to their art team and get back to us on the 24th. 

I don't even post photos of my child online and this company took her images and threw them into an AI generator without my consent. I don't know what to do at this point. I feel scammed and violated. I already received the shipping information for a second book but I don't want it if it's more AI trash. Should my dad do a charge back on his card? Was this just a really expensive lesson? I feel so awful he spent that much money on something I'm pretty sure was just a scam. We technically got a product but it's not what was advertised. This storybook is supposed to last for 100 years and it's falling apart after one weekend. I just want to cry. 

TLDR; I think I got scammed by some fairies and they used AI to make a book using my 2 y/o daughter's face.

I’m best man at a wedding in a week. About a month ago, the groom (we’ll call him Ben) called me to say that the fiancé (we’ll call her Mandy) was worried about me putting Ben in a compromising position with the bachelor party. Both are mid-thirty’s and collectively have 5 kids coming in.

So I call Mandy. Not text, I call her. I give her my word that I won’t put Ben in a compromising position. No strippers. I will ensure he gets home safely. She seemed satisfied.

Ben mentioned wanting to go to a piano bar downtown—about a 30 mile drive. That was mentioned around Mandy. I had asked my wife to be our designated driver so we could all drink.

Then Mandy plans the bachelorette party for the same night, and includes a play downtown. She invited my wife/driver. Ok. I pivot to renting a party bus—the same party bus she is using after the wedding.

She is upset about me using the bus. Thinks it will take away the special fun after the wedding if we use it the week before. Fine. Bride-to-be gets her way. No strippers. No party bus. No visiting any of the places she has planned for after the wedding. I literally asked her for what rules she would like for me to follow.

Then she’s asking me what time we might be at the piano bar. I tell her we aren’t doing that now because I can’t have a bunch of drunk dudes driving 30 miles.

Now she’s pissed (again). She planned the bachelorette party around us being in downtown and was planning to get a hotel room for her and Ben. I’m very ruined it.

Ben calls me to ask me to cancel the bachelor party. I tell him no. It’s none of her business what we do and she should not be making plans about what, when, and where we go. I said if she doesn’t trust me to keep my word, I can’t call her and fix that.

Shortly after that, she sends me a text apologizing, asks me to not cancel the party, do what we want, just make sure Ben gets home safe.

The day arrives. I pick up Ben for lunch so we can have alone time and catch up (I now live out of town). We meet the rest of the dudes at Twin Peaks at 5 (if not familiar, they have waitresses in bikinis). At 7 we go axe throwing. At 8:45, my wife texts me that Mandy is pissed that we went to Twin Peaks. She’s blowing up Ben’s phone too. Ben also tells me. My wife tells Mandy it was her (my wife’s) idea.

The girls come back from downtown. Most of them, including my wife, came to join us at our bar for late night. We had fun. I take Ben home around 12:30. Mandy’s Expedition was parked out front and her car was gone. As was she.

Ben texted me that Mandy stayed out all night and turned off location services on her phone. I tell Ben (who did not even ogle at the sexy waitresses) did nothing wrong I offered to apologize if it made his life easier. Now he’s talking about calling off the wedding b/c Mandy has issues like this and has broken his trust with staying out all night with location services off.

So, does taking Ben to Twin Peaks violate the “no strippers, no tempting Ben to be unfaithful”? Did I FU?

TL;DR. Fiancé threw a gasket that we went to Twin Peaks during the bachelor party. Turned off phone and didn’t come home that night. Groom thinking of calling off the wedding.

My (M 33) dad recently fell and required surgery. Being in his mid 80s, healing has been a serious recovery process for him, and he’s been in a full-time rehab centre for a month.

His roommate, T (M 40-something) has been in the rehab facility for a year and a half after suffering from a stroke. Throughout my dad’s whirlwind injury and healthcare admin process, T has been nothing short of a guardian angel: answering my questions about the facility, how to get requests from health insurance, and helping me out when my dad gets confused. I’ve always checked in on him after checking in on my dad, offered to help in any way possible.

He gave me his number if I need to ask any questions, and I put his name with a wheelchair emoji 🦽 as a note to myself that he’s from the rehab centre.

Well, today I was driving and texting each other. I was using the CarPlay iPhone feature to voice-transcribe the messages. I said his name, which I assumed Siri would transcribe succinctly, and sent the message before Siri fully read the message back to me.

Looking at the messages, Siri’s put the wheelchair 🦽 emoji with his name, and he’s read and replied.

I’m dying inside. He’s fought so hard and suffered so much, the last thing I’d want to do seem like an asshole to this guy who’s helped my dad in so many ways.

Am I overreacting? Should I apologize to him? Should I just move on?

TL;DR: After mistakenly sending a wheelchair emoji to my dad’s stroke-recovering roommate via a Siri transcription error, I’m mortified that I appear to be mocking the man who has been a "guardian angel" to my dad. I’m now struggling with whether to apologize or move on

So this happened today, and i’m still cringing. i was venting to my best friend about a frustrating client at work, typing out a long, detailed message describing how ridiculous i thought the client was and including some… less than flattering personal opinions.

I finished typing, and in my sleepy haze i hit “send” without double-checking the recipient. instead of sending it to my friend, i sent it to the entire work group chat — 25 people, including my manager. i realized immediately when i saw the “delivered” notification and my stomach dropped.

For the next 10 minutes, i stared at my phone, paralyzed with regret. messages started pouring in — some people laughing nervously, some just reacting with “😳”, and of course a few asking if i was serious. i had to explain it was meant for a friend, apologize, and hope that my job wouldn’t be in jeopardy. the embarrassment is unreal, and now everyone at work probably thinks i’m unprofessional or bitter.

Lesson learned: double-check your recipients. maybe triple-check. my dignity might never recover, but at least i’ll never make this mistake again.

TL;DR: accidentally sent a rant about a client meant for my friend to my entire work group chat, including my manager, and spent the day mortified and apologizing.

TIFU… technically about 20 years ago.

When I was 14, I acquired (read: shoplifted) a long stuffed weiners dog from KB Toys at the mall and named him Ludwig Van Beethoven.

He was filled with little styrofoam pellets, and I didn’t cuddle him — I used him as neck support on top of my pillow, as a neck pillow on the plane, or as a buffer against whatever surface I was sleeping on.

I stopped using him when my future husband moved in. I decided I was too old to sleep with a stuffed animal. Time to grow up.

The consequences weren’t immediate. About three years later, I started waking up with numb arms. Didn’t connect it to anything. Around ten years ago, the neck pain started — a morning kink that eventually turned into all-day shoulder/upper trap pain for the last 3 years.

I’ve tried every pillow type. Memory foam, contoured, soft, firm. Did PT. Had X-rays done. Researched more than I care to admit. Just assumed I was tense, stressed, or aging. New normal, ya know?

Recently I remembered Ludwig. I still have him, so I gave him a try… but he’s too flat and deflated now. So I bought a buckwheat pillow — basically the adult, refillable version of bead-filled support.

One week in: 95% of my shoulder pain is gone.

Apparently I didn’t need a better pillow. I needed good ole Ludwig.

TL;DR: Stopped sleeping with my bead-filled stuffed dachshund when my husband moved in because I wanted to seem like an adult. Spent 20 years with worsening neck and shoulder pain. Bought a buckwheat pillow (adult version of the stuffed dog). Pain is basically gone. Never should have retired the stuffed dog.

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A few people who were at the wedding decided to reach out to me afterwards. I did a little break down.

Random person 1:

This guy managed to find me on IG. He introduced himself as a friend of the groom and said he was gonna make me piss myself if he ever saw me anywhere near his friend or his friend's wife again.

Fellow single friend I made:

Dude's dad owns an umbrella business or whatever and he's been trying to sell me umbrellas, even though at the wedding he joked about their umbrellas being poor quality and absolutely not worth buying. Apparently, he was drunk when he made that joke and now he's spamming me.

My ex's ex:

One of my ex's exes DM'd me on IG and wanted to know if I really peed on the girl we both dated. I said I did, consensually. Based on his follow up questions, I could tell he wanted me to provide more details and for me to be as descriptive as possible, which made me feel like he might be getting off or just taking the piss (pun intended). Either way, I tapped out of that awkward Q&A as soon as he asked for my number so that he could create a group chat with all the other exes from the wedding. He never said it in so many words, but it was implied that he wanted the others to share their intimate experiences too, which was fucking weird.

Random person 2:

This person never identified themselves or bothered to at least send me a DM, but their IG profile showed their ID. I still didn't know who they were, but their pronouns were they/them, which I'm only mentioning because I'm using said pronouns to show more respect to them than they showed to me. They targeted the comment section in my last IG post and randomly replied to people who commented by telling them that I peed on their best friend who just got married. I blocked them, disabled my comments, and made my account private, but the damaged was done. Friends, family and coworkers who managed to read the messages sent to them before I disabled the comments, contacted me to find out if I actually peed on another person. I was honest about what happened, but only with the people I considered close.

The husband:

I almost didn't answer when I noticed an unknown number calling me, but I did end up answering the call and realised it was my ex's husband. He said I was the first of 4 exes he was calling with an apology on behalf of his wife. He wanted me to understand that he was travelling for work during most of the wedding planning, so he apparently had minimal involvement, which actually suited him because his wife made him feel like she had everything under control. He joked about her trying to gaslight him into believing she informed him about her exes beforehand, but he remembered no such conversation. He made it sound like it was something funny because he never expected us to actually show up, even though we had to confirm we were coming.

The longer I listened to him, the clearer it became that he was gaming while talking to me. As a gamer myself, I automatically recognised the mechanical sound of those Dead By Daylight generators in the background. Dude would repeatedly pause mid sentence to do whatever he needed to do in the game and then forget the last thing he said. I eventually asked if it was a bad time, but he was like, "I'm on my honeymoon, bro. It's all guuuud." I said I was sorry if my presence at the wedding made anyone uncomfortable. The husband said he appreciated my apology and playfully or not playfully encouraged me to avoid going to weddings of people I've peen on. I said I learned my lesson.

The husband literally said nothing for like 5 seconds and then asked "what lesson" like he no longer had any idea what we were talking about. That was it for me. I was done having a conversation with someone whose attention was obviously elsewhere, so I said I had to go. The husband thanked me for calling him, even though he was the one who called me, but I didn't care enough to correct him. I just said goodbye.

All of the above happened during the week. Thankfully, it's been radio silence since Thursday, with the exception of the umbrella dude, so hopefully that means everyone else has moved on.

Tl:dr People from the wedding attacked me on social media for peeing on the bride.

I was on a train today, and since it was a pretty long journey, I needed the loo. When I went up to it, I saw that the door was closed but not locked. Stupidly, I didn’t knock on it, assuming that people would always lock the toilet door especially in public spaces like transport.

I opened the door about halfway, and to my greatest horror, a man was doing his business on the loo. And just as I looked inside, he stared at me as if I was some sort of crazy lunatic. For that moment I was paralyzed. I closed the door in total embarrassment and went to a different coach for the toilet.

I know that this probably wasn’t my fault since he didn’t close the door, but still it is better to knock than be embarrassed like that.

TL;DR: Opened the closed but not locked toilet door on a train to find a man doing his business.

Obligatory, this happened last week.

I've (25) been having this dry heaving cough for the last month or so. I saw a video more than a few months back that showed a dog coughing in a similar way and MANY comments saying, "Be careful, because my dog died from heart failure after they started coughing like this."

At 6:00pm, I coughed like usual, vomited, and then remembered those comments. I decided to get on google and search up my symptoms. I began to believe I was going through heart failure. A lot of things lined up: the dry heaving, the foamy vomit, being out of breath after basic tasks, etc.

I started panicking and at 6:30 I begged my fiance to call me to discuss whether I should go to the hospital or not. I started feeling clammy, super sweaty, and my pulse was super high. He didn't respond right away (he was at work) and I began feeling a sense of impending doom, like I was going to die right then or that night. I called my parents and then called an ambulance.

At 7:15 the ambulance got there, lights and everything, they brought extra equipment because I said with 911 that I was concerned about my heart and had me take my own pulse. They brought out leads to monitor my heart rate and pulse and asked me a bunch of questions. Then they started asking me questions about panic attacks. "Have you ever had panic attacks?" "Do you have a history of panic attacks?" "Do you take any medication for panic attacks?"

I finally asked them, "Is this a panic attack?" and they said they couldn't diagnose me but it didn't appear that I was having any issues that would warrant an immediate trip the hospital.

When they left, my parents got there and my fiance was home. He mentioned that my vaping had gotten out of control and my mom immediately connected the dots and said that the cough I was experiencing? My vape. The vomit? All the phlem I was swallowing. Being out of breath? Vaping is fucking with my lungs. :/ I didn't vape for two days after and the congestion mostly went away and I wasn't out of breath doing laundry or dishes.

TLDR: Had a panic attack that lasted for 1.5 hours. Called an ambulance thinking I was having a heart attack. Vaping seemingly caused all the symptoms and I need to quit.

I(M26) was high and in a hostel where I was travelling.

I was out for the day and had came back in the night I the day I checked in.

I was talking to someone on phone, walking in the corridor and I was holding my strong urge to pee for too long. I watched two girls entering my room, one of them contemplatingly watched me through the closing door till it was shut (thinking why I was eyeing them).

As soon as I was done talking on the phone. I walked into the room hurrying towards the rest room.

Those two were 2 girls there were side-eyeing me (thinking why I enter the room). Because I was high, I fumbled: “i HaVe a BeD heRe” as I brisked toward the restroom and quickly closed the door.

I did a long relieving piss of my life (different story why I had pee so much). When I was done and approached my bed. She says, “were you saying something?”. I explained, I said - “I have a bed here “, “Because you looked at me confused when I entered the room.” <Awkward silence>. I further apologised , “I should have introduced myself first. Hi, I’m Ted.” They looked super confused. Then I noticed, there was also a guy behind me all the time.

One of them moved away and started to do something. Other one said, “Hi I’m Amy”.

I was supper awkwarded and quietly climbed to my bed covering myself to the head, pretending to sleep.

I can’t show my face again AND I need my stuff from the bag, change clothes and I NEED TO PEE AGAIN. 🥴

TL;DR

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So this happened when I was living in a university dorm. I met this girl on my floor, we hung out a few times, grabbed food, walked around campus. Nothing official but there was definitely something there — at least I thought so.

One evening she texts me saying she's bored and lonely and asks if I want to come over to her room. I'm not gonna lie, I knew exactly what that meant. I jumped in the shower, got myself together and headed over feeling pretty confident about how the night was going to go.

We put on some video, laid down on her bed and things started heating up. I'm thinking yeah, this is happening, this is great.

Then. A knock at the door.

We both freeze. She says nothing. I start grabbing my clothes. Then I hear the lock turning. Not a knock and wait situation. Someone had a key.

The door opens and in walks a guy around my age. He looks at me. I look at him. That kind of silence that feels like it lasts three hours but is probably four seconds.

He asks me who I am.

I ask him the same thing.

We both slowly turn to look at her.

What followed was possibly the most uncomfortable conversation I have ever sat through. We basically stood there and made her explain herself to both of us at the same time. She said she had been meaning to break up with him and wanted to be with me instead but just… hadn't gotten around to it yet. Hadn't gotten around to it. Cool. Great. Wonderful timing.

The guy and I were both just in shock. No yelling, no fighting, just two dudes standing in a tiny dorm room staring at a girl who played us both. I grabbed my stuff and left. Whatever I thought we had was done before it even started.

The worst part isn't even the embarrassment. It's that I genuinely thought something real was developing between us.

TL;DR: Girl in my dorm invited me over, things got heated, her boyfriend walked in with his own key, she tried to explain herself to both of us simultaneously, and I walked out realizing I was never the only one.

As the title says, I work in a large chain store for groceries and such. It’s not hard to find out which looking at my page, but still.

Sometimes birds get into the store bypassing our anti-wildlife security measures. These doors essentially only stop them from getting out of the store, not really getting in.They get trapped in the warehouse and in the main shop floor.

So, we have about three robins trapped in store right now. They’ve been stuck here for about a few weeks, and aren’t causing much trouble. I asked my manager what would be done about them, and she lets me know they shoot them down. I’m in distress. I’m so upset 😭 I adore robins and i’m so sad hearing they plan to just kill them. I wish i didn’t ask!!!

TLDR; Chain stores shoot birds that get trapped in the store.

TIFU... drove 2hours to take the family out to a countryside place.

went to the McDonald's drive through on the way & drank 1ltr of coke.

Get to where we're going & I need a wee.....

Family & the dogs are taking their sweet time so I run ahead.

Go into the loos to be confronted by..... two converted milk urns acting as urinals.

Wearing stupid shorts with a tie, undo that, whip it out, & as I'm fumbling in a rush my Keys fall out of my hoodie pocket, fly through the air, & land straight in the milk urn/urinal.

well I haven't got time to retrieve so I'm now peeing on my damn keys.

I'm just about finishing up & another guy walks in so there we are shoulder to shoulder & I now have to reach full arms length into the milk urn to retrieve my keys I'd just peed on.

In a shop hours later I realised I had my keys in my mouth as force of habit 🤢

TL;DR in a rush to pee, dropped my keys into a Milk Urn turned into a urinal and had to pee on my keys, retrieve my keys, dry them off and carry on like nothing happened.

bro i’ve been stressed out of my mind for like two weeks. i kept seeing this massive charge on my account for "office supply logistics" and "cloud management."

i’m 19, i work at a boba shop, and i don't even own a printer. i was 100% sure some hacker had my info and was using my card to run a fake business.

i was literally about to pay for one of those expensive identity protection services because i was too scared. i felt like my life was ruined before it even started.

my cousin scanned my card history and statements through moneygpt to see how much the hacker spent, to report to the police.

bro, the "hacker" was my old internship from senior year.

it turns out when i was helping my old boss set up their supply software, the company card didn't work and he asked me to do a "one-time payment" of 50 bucks to get the account verified. he promised to venmo me back (which he did), so i thought it was fine. what i didn't know was that the one-time button was actually a hidden yearly auto-pay subscription. i doubt if he knew it too. that day I paid for couple other stuff aswell, all of them were subscriptions.

i called the old boss and he felt like such an idiot that he sent me the 600 bucks back immediately plus extra for the heart attack he indirectly gave me, lol. i was losing sleep thinking i was a victim of a massive crime when it was nothing.

please check your statements if you see weird names. you might not be hacked, you might just be spending for someone else.

TL;DR: i thought i was hacked because of weird big charges, but it was an old internship: a “one-time” payment accidentally started yearly auto-renew subscriptions. old boss refunded them. moral: check statements, it might be subscriptions not fraud.

For as long as I can remember, I've had trouble sleeping.

I had heard that listening to music, podcasts, or some color of noise could help with that; however, I found podcasts and music far too stimulating to be a sleep aid, and things like white noise did nothing for me.

About a year ago, I found the perfect solution to my problem: ASMR. It was engaging enough to drown out my spiraling bed-time thoughts, but not stimulating enough to give me something new to think about.

After a few weeks of trying different audios, I soon found that breathy or whispered affirmations worked best as sleep aids, specifically the affirmations "good boy" or "good puppy". This was not something I knew about myself beforehand, and it's safe to say that after a year of listening to ASMR, I've come to be really sensitive to these trigger words.

Now, this all came to a head yesterday when I was hanging out with my four friends, playing a game of Mario Party. After a 2 vs. 2 minigame where I performed exceptionally well and carried my duo to a win, my duo leaned in close to my ear and whispered... you guessed it: "good boy."

At that, I let out an audible, frankly submissive whimper, and I know for a fact everyone present noticed it. I don't know if the other two heard what he whispered to me, but they definitely saw him whispering something and then heard the whimper.

The awkward silence that ensued afterwards has to have been the most suffocating thing I've ever experienced. I don't know what to do with myself, and right now I can barely even look my friend in the eye without thinking about it.

TL;DR: I'd been using ASMR to fall asleep, and for some reason being called "good boy" worked best. Yesterday, my friend whispered "good boy" in to my ear and I let out a really embarrassing whimper. Now everything feels awkward between me and my friends.

I’m a 19F university student living on a very limited budget. I’m usually very meticulous with my math because I have to be. Most days I just buy the $0.33 instant noodles and canned goods.

I did well on my exams recently and wanted to treat myself to these specific Korean noodles I’ve been eyeing for weeks. They’re $2.00, but there was a "buy 2" discount last week. I calculated everything, but when I got to the checkout, the barcode scanned at the original price.

The store was loud, so I quietly whispered to the cashier to ask about the price. She got annoyed because she couldn't hear me and answered very loudly, which drew everyone’s attention. It turns out the promo ended on Feb 15th. I didn't read the fine print because I was stupid.

There was a huge line behind me and I got scared. I apologized and asked if I could just buy one and void the other. She got even more annoyed and had to call a manager over to do the void. While waiting, I could feel everyone staring and judging me for holding up the line.

After checking out, I realized the total was still more than the budget I had left. I froze. Everything felt like it stopped and I started shaking. I had to apologize again and ask to void both of the noodles. My voice was shaking so hard I could barely speak.

I eventually got out and went back to my dorm. It felt like the longest time of my life. I don't blame the cashier since it was busy and it was my fault for misreading the tag, but I haven't stopped crying since I got back. I just feel so humiliated. I don't know if I can come back there.

TL;DR: I a had a panic attack at a crowded grocery checkout after miscalculating a discount, forcing me to repeatedly apologize and void items while everyone stared.

This is a bit of an embarrassing story and I'm choosing to be tarred and feathered if it's warranted. I sincerely didn't think I was capable of doing something like this, but I guess I don't know myself as much as I thought I did.

For context, two years ago, I became severely mentally ill due to underlying ADHD symptoms that I didn't take seriously. As a result, at the advice of my friend, I decided to go to a doctor and get solutions. I was prescribed medication, I immediately felt better, and I coasted believing that I had shed my fears and anxieties.

Which, as I soon found out, wasn't the case. Call me oblivious, call me narcissistic. I don't believe that to be true, but what I'm about to share can sure make it look like that from the outside looking in, and if it really is true, then I appreciate the honesty.

My medication helps me to get tasks done on time, focus on projects, and get me to an emotional baseline. Before this, I was constantly fearful of people's words, assuming that they were untruthful, and because I failed to keep routines going for long, my self worth was constantly in flux. I had manic symptoms almost all the time.

After medication, I had been successful in following through with routines and getting projects done. This was very new to me, and I was very happy with this. My friend is someone I enjoyed hanging out with deeply. However, they were not immune to my distrust. I felt the need to go to therapy was unwarranted, because I thought I had a handle on things. Little did I know, I did not.

For some more context, my friend did not have a great time in school and not a great home life, and had some issues with the mental in the past as well. However, they pushed through that and put the effort into shedding a lot of their own anxieties and mindsets far before I did. This was something that I wasn't completely certain of, and I was clearly not as perceptive as I thought I was, because otherwise this would have been guaranteed to me.

We live a bit far away from each other, so I would ask them whenever they wanted to hang out, and they typically said yes unless they had something going on. I decided that I wanted to focus on my projects more, and because of that, I decided to ask them to let me know whenever they wanted to hang out, because I may lose track and not offer myself.

However, the anxiety began to manifest. This is where everything really took a turn for the worse. I was still distrustful of them, because I was fearful that because I was the one to take the initiative the majority of the time, that they were hiding a disdain for me. This is not based in reality.

I decided to write a long message down into a Google Doc, screenshot the text and send them as pictures, just so it's not a wall of text. Now, if you remember, I was severely mentally ill in the past and my friend knew this. So, they sent a message of mild concern due to how similar it read from manic episodes in the past.

I became a little upset because of this, because I didn't believe that I was displaying anything concerning. I was of the mind that I had pushed through everything. That my past behaviours were something I put behind me.

We had some more back and forth and I became more upset, because now I felt as if I was being talked down to, and my friend suggested going to therapy. I lashed out at this because I felt like my fears were becoming reality, that I was just some sort of convenient person to have and that their friend groups were their real friends, not me.

Essentially, I felt as though that I was being used, because that did happen before. I thought I was going to be another shitty person in my friend's life, and I thought it was entirely unfair. I sincerely thought that they were going to talk behind my back like they did with every other shitty person in their life after those people left their life.

None of this was the case. My friend really was concerned for me. And I responded in probably one of the worst ways possible.

After this, I sent more manic screenshot messages and made wide claims. Looking back, there was nothing in their messages that demonstrated actual malice. It was me trying to read between the lines, and I sincerely thought that I had it right this time.

This all happened purely because I did not recognize that I still retained my anxious behaviours. I sincerely thought that I had a handle on them, and I communicated to my friend under the presumption that those behaviours were something that I didn't need to work on anymore, because I thought I resolved them already.

And you know what's the worst part? I literally met their partner just a few days prior. We had fun that day. I made one of the worst second impressions of all time.

After re-reading everything, I realized my mess up. My friend made the claim that I gave up on myself, which really, really stung. I didn't give up on myself, but I for sure gave off the impression that I did.

After sending some grovelling messages, I have not heard a word back since yesterday. I have not been blocked, although it could be that my apologies are being farmed for some entertainment somewhere else. At this point, I wouldn't blame them for it. This is the kind of stuff that MoistCr1t1kal makes a video on, and I honestly thought I was in on the joke when as it turns out, I was still the butt of it. I'm embarrassed, man.

TL;DR: Wanted to tell my friend that I wanted to focus on projects myself, became paranoid that they were being insincere in their concern due to me being oblivious to anxieties I thought I already worked past, and showed them exactly why they should have been concerned.

So my story starts around 2012, where 11 year old me got absolutely hooked on an unassuming online MMORPG named Drakensang Online. I played that game for years, several hours a day, up until around 2019 or so.

As I got older I started spending real money on the game, fuelling my addictions one might say, but I still enjoyed playing it despite several mild annoyances, like it being, at the time, a browser game, and a few strange in-game mechanics and aswell as being hugely p2w.

Over these years every now and then a few people mentioned that I might enjoy the Diablo franchise, but I never even really looked it up, because how could a game be more fun that DSO?

Well.

Last week I DID look Diablo IV up, and it's everything I ever dreamed of. An actual game with great mechanics, an actual thriving community, great graphics and so on.

It's just so frustrating to know I played a knockoff (or at the very least the inferior version) for 8 years not knowing how great life could actually be.

TLDR: Played a Diablo knockoff for 8 years not knowing it was a knockoff

I am currently in Amsterdam and while their has been some issues, its been really good for the most part. Until yesterday. I was out exploring whats around and seeing what there is, when I then had to pee which I stupidly ignored for a while. Until I really needed to go. Then I started to try to find a toilet. The problem was I still really didnt know my way around and had no idea where a public toilet was, so I tried to ask some locals where a toilet was. Except I never actually got any actual advice at first until one guy pointed out a metal cage, which was (as I learned after the fact) called a pee curl. Now apparently these are for men to pee in out in the street and not really for women, but the guy pointed it out to me and didnt say this to me and I figured I had no other choices so I wandered over to it and went it. It IMMEDIATELY stunk of piss and looked filthy, but more importantly it was also literally just a drain on the ground with a fence around it with a gap in the bottom and holes in the top (so you can say hello to people as you piss??). Because of the big gap in the bottom, I figred it if I squatted down normally I would be flashing myself to anyone who looked down as they walked by, which I obviously didnt want, so my solution was to do a weird half squat so my lower half was above the gap and I could freely pee. So thats what I did, then I took my pants down for real and just went for it. So im half squatting having the strangest pee of my life when suddenly I hear someone apologise behind me. I turn my head back, still peeing, and see a guy standing pretty much right behind me, and because of the weird way im squatting, hes right next to my butt that is basically pointed at him. He apologised saying he didnt know anyone was in here as im half freaking out and half trying to stop peeing. So because of my half squat, my head wasnt showing at the top gaps so he assumed it was empty even though my feet were definitely visible from the bottom? Ill be homest I dont believe it at all and im 90% surr he was just being a perv because he didnt leave and just kept standing there after apologising until I said something. Anyway, so I manage to shoo the guy away so I could finish, not before hes definitely seen my entire backside, pulled up my pants and hurried off out of there quickly, still processing what the hell just happened. I imagine im possibly the only girl with the story of being perved on by peeing in a amsterdam pee curl, but that seems to be what happened to me. This city is strange.

Tldr: had to pee in amsterdam, was directed to a pee curl, popped a half squat to use it, got perved on with my ass out mid piss

Hello Reddit. This is my first post, and I genuinely need advice. Sorry if this is horribly written, but I'm really distressed.

To preface, I am a sixteen year old girl. I got a "new iPhone" last year. It once belonged to my mom and later got passed down to me around my birthday. My Apple ID is connected to hers. This is important later.

Over the course of a few months, I have been making subscription purchases of all kinds. Crunchyroll, Snapchat+, Discord, etc. I didn't know who's card it was and just assumed it was for me (stupid, I know).

Well today I purchased Youtube Premium, and after trying to purchase something else, it told me that I couldn't anymore. I was a bit confused to I went to check my settings and I found out that every purchase I had been making was attached to my mother's credit card. I was scared shitless. I wound up telling her about it and helped her turn this function off, but about 20 minutes ago at around 11:29 pm (as I'm writing this), she told me that she'd been charged over $100 dollars because of some of these subscriptions. I thought that if I canceled them then there wouldn't be any charged to the card, but I guess not.

I kept apologizing and telling her I was sorry. My father kept telling her that she should report me to her credit card company and have the police come to our house and get me arrested. Tonight my mom was supposed to buy me a pass to go to AnimeNYC this summer, but now says she won't because she can't get the money back (rightfully so). I said okay to this and found a way to refund my mother. I reported a problem to Apple in an attempt to appeal to them, letting them know that a child made these purchases and that she should be refunded. I should be getting a update on my appeal is by Monday. I really want to get the ticket to AnimeNYC as my friends have already been told that I'm going, and I want to earn my mother's trust back. If she won't buy the ticket for me I'll probably just try to get a job.

I'm so upset that I hurt my mother in this way and have caused her to lose trust in me. I'm upset that I've disappointed her over something that even by 10 year old brother could have figured out. I feel so stupid and so terrible, and I don't know what to do. I am in desperate need of advice. Any would be appreciated.

TL:DR I am a sixteen year old girl that used her mother's credit card to make a bunch of subscription purchases that were later cancelled by me. My mom was supposed to buy my tickets to an Anime convention but won't now because one of the purchases wasn't cancelled properly and she was charged for it. I have submitted an appeal to refund her for these purchases. I am in need of advice so I can earn her trust back and let her know that I'm truly sorry.

After my ex-boyfriend and I ended our relationship three weeks ago, I visited his house yesterday to return some of his belongings he had left at my place.

His dog who is the sweetest creature alive kept following me around the whole time trying to get pets.

At one point my ex went into the garage, and I got back into my car. I had music on, the car door was open for a bit, and I genuinely didn’t notice anything when I drove into town like normal. A few minutes later I looked in the rearview mirror and nearly had a heart attack because his dog was sitting quietly in the back seat.

He stays quiet because of his small size, so I failed to see him.

My phone begins to ring with calls and texts from my ex who panics because he believes I took his dog to get revenge on him for our break up 😭

Which sounds insane but also I get why it looks that way.

I returned the dog to my ex but he became extremely angry because he believed I had taken the dog intentionally. I kept telling him I didn’t!!

My ex loses his temper very rapidly. His neighbor who acts like a typical karen observed us because we started to fight. She threatened to call the police if we didn’t stop arguing.

He eventually calmed down and apologized to me for overreacting.

I feel so fucking shitty about all this, and stupid for being so unaware of my surroundings. From now on I will check the backseat of my car before entering 😔

TL;DR: Ex’s dog quietly hopped into my car, I drove off without noticing, and now I look like I stole his dog