CannedMacabre posted:

But what if you hate Chaka Kahn? She is every woman. Than you HATE EVERY WOMAN by hating ONE WOMAN.

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This troper had, for twelve years of schooling, always felt he perfectly fit the archetype of shy and nervous social outcast. I can honestly say I only had one real friend upon my graduation from high school...and even that was mildly shaky at that moment, due to the fact that he was in an extremely destructive relationship at the time that was turning him into a real jerkass. Occasionally during college, these feelings would lapse back and I'd sit in my room and cry silently. These feelings were finally brushed away, however, when I, in my sophomore year, attended a party that was screening the production of Gypsy in which I had played Herbie the previous year. Cuddling among old cast members and new friends I had made, I was struck dumb when, as I in the recording walked onstage in my first appearance, the entire room burst into applause and cheers, as if I was a big-name star that had just walked onstage in a Broadway show. When I was telling my best friend about the event later, it suddenly hit me: after twelve or thirteen very long, difficult years, people finally, truly care about me. I have never felt warmer than I did when I hugged my best friend upon that realization. To top things off, the subsequent boost in self-confidence was probably what pushed me to A) return to my job, B) apply myself academically, and C) successfully ask a girl out. Things have been going pretty well since that realization.

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Probably not as epic as the examples above, but....this troper's most recent friend apparently has been going through a hard time—he's had about three failed relationships (The third one being a total moocher and cuts herself.) Said third girlfriend really treated him like crap and wouldn't even get him a birthday gift, let alone just wish him a happy birthday. This troper's friend was pretty depressed for a while, and was quite shocked at how kindly this troper and her friends treated him—complimenting his cooking (indeed, he is an awesome cook), buying him a meal at the local noodle house...The biggest moments came when this troper presented him with a Squall Leonhart plushie (He's a Squall fan, so I scoured the net to order the plushie for him), as his birthday gift from me. This gesture caused his face to just light up with joy and he hugged the doll tightly and repeated sayings of "Thank You...Thank You..." I reassured him that he was one of the most interesting people I've met so far, and that he deserves a better relationship (sure enough he's since broken up with the bitchy girlfriend and is in a new, happier relationship with a girl named Samantha). Flash forward a few months, when we were headed to the Bruce Campbell movie and Q&A, I explained to him a familiar concept—"It's ok, 'cause you have us. We are Nakama."

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This troper had a somewhat possibly similar experience. He was not popular, he had no real friends, and on top of all that, he'd been essentially run out of high school in his junior year because of the fear that spread through rumors that he had a hit list and he was going to perpetrate "another Columbine". Less than a week after he'd left, his parents got a call from a senior from the school saying that several students were holding a meeting at a local church to protest my treatment by both students and faculty alike, and we were invited to attend. He didn't expect much, but what happened was that about 100 students, most of them classmates (and several people he didn't even know, but went to the same school), turned out to show their support and ask if I would return to school (I chose not to, and got my GED later the next year). Several people who'd even made fun of him before — some who'd done so for years — approached him after the meeting ended and apologized for all the things they'd said or done to me, with one girl breaking down in tears as she apologized. While (thanks to a number of factors) he is now cynical about this almost a decade later, this troper was moved that people who didn't even know him would come out to defend and support him in unquestionably the darkest period of his life.

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This is probably going to sound like the nerdiest Crowning Moment of Heartwarming but it must be said. This Troper's best friend was the biggest batman fan around, complete with a staggering Batman comic book collection. I wasn't into Batman before I met her, but I certainly was afterwards. She got me absolutely addicted to Batman, especially the Joker, and as you may have guessed..... she was overjoyed to find out that Joker would be in the next Batman movie. Months passed, and with each bit of news about the movie, from the casting of Heath Ledger, to the first trailer, our enthusiasm grew. Whenever I doubted the movie, she'd always assure me that it would rock. She knew that it would rock. We waited eagerly for the movie, for the time when we'd be standing in line at the midnight showing. Sadly, she passed away after struggling with cancer for two years, months before the movie came out. It was hard for me to go to the movies by myself, for she was my only, real friend and no one else (well, except for my parents) would go with me. I sit there, in the theater...... and the movie proceeds to rock. People cheer, I cheer, The Dark Knight goes on to achieve financial and critical success, Heath Ledger's performance as the Joker is praised..... and every time I hear the Dark Knight breaking some kind of new record.... and whenever I watch the movie..... I know that my friend is smiling.

Khazar-khum posted:

Herbie

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(It’s a very busy day, as it’s the end of Ramadan. Lots of Muslim customers are here, and as expected, they find quiet corners to do their prayers in. I’m walking inside and see a customer berating one of the men.)

Customer: “Keep your [slur] religion at home! This is a good Christian establishment they have kindly let you in!”

Me: “Sir, please stop!”

Customer: “You! Kick this d*** n***** out!”

Me: “I’m asking YOU to leave. This man has done nothing to you.”

Customer: “He’s f**** rubbing his terrorist religion in my face! He’s probably gonna blow this place up! Him and his [slur] family!”

Me: “I’m asking you one more time to leave, before I call security.”

Customer: “Yeah, call them! Kick this [slur] out and arrest him!”

(I call security. The Muslim man tries walking away, but the other customer grabs his arm and pulls him back.)

Customer: “NO, YOU DON’T! You’re gonna go detonate your f**** bomb or something! Your a** stays here where I can keep people safe!”

Me: “Sir, please do not touch him! He has done nothing to you or anyone else!”

Customer: “HE’S GONNA KILL YOU!”

(At this point, lots of people are staring and backing away. The Muslim man looks frightened, but doesn’t move. Security pushes through the crowd.)

Customer: “Thank f***** God you’re here! This [slur] was gonna blow the whole place up!”

Security: “You’re gonna have to come with me.”

Customer: “What?! Why?! He’s the one that’s gonna blow us up!”

(Security drags the screaming customer away. I turn to the other man.)

Me: “I’m very, very sorry about that! Are you all right?”

Muslim Customer: “Yes, I’m fine, thank you. And thank you for standing up for me.”

(The Muslim man had his tickets given to him for free. The customer who had attacked him was banned for life.)

DorkusMalorkus posted:

First story on the page at Not Always Right just now:


Not saying that lovely discrimination doesn't happen, because it definitely does. This story just perfectly, neatly hits on all the STDH notes, it's only missing the "and then all the other customers applauded!" at the end.

MizPiz posted:

This is easily one of the more tolerable (and believable) troper tales. Just someone getting a confidence boost after seeing people liked his performance in a play.

Boofchicken posted:

RNG posted:

I was ready to yell "you can't catch a Vaporeon, you have to evolve it" and then it was a fakepost.

Khazar-khum posted:

But a Troper asking an actual girl out? That's prime STDH.

Quid posted:

puck puck goose posted:

And that song was.. Bohemian Rhapsody

Ron Roenicke posted:

Shrek - Bohemian Rhapsody (feat. Albert Einstein) [Live - Extended Audience Applause Version]

Jerry Cotton posted:

Sung in fluent Bohemian.

sweeperbravo posted:

by a baby Muslim veteran refusing to use food stamps. pokemon

Quid posted:

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This Troper has a friend. Let's just say she... gets around. I'm one of her only permanent friends. Anyways, we were all joking about some stuff, and a very obnoxious, mean girl overheard us as my friend said "Don't worry, instrument reeds don't cost that much" and the mean girl snobbishly breathed "I know what else doesn't cost much...". At that moment, I walked away from our discussion, grabbed the snob by the shoulder, turned her around, and punched her in the face. She proceeded to drop down like a brick. I said "I want you to apologize, right now," and lifted her up and directed her towards my friend. She apologized, then ran off crying. My friend then said, "Wow... thanks, *insert name here*, why'd you do it?" I replied with a happily said "I don't like it when people use their popularity to justify insulting my friends". I should also mention I'm on of the most popular students in the school... and I'm also a man. I don't like it at all when people hide behind reasons such as gender, race, or religion.

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This guy recently went through a depression. He thought he couldn't get the girls for a while. He also thought he was an idiot. This one internet friend of mine who is like a crazy genius had me take an iq test. This event was right before a dance when I woke up that morning with a pimple in the worst possible place and was feeling especially down.I knew I would probably do really bad at it and I got a 95, below average. Then, when I told him it, instead of him teasing me and stuff about it, he was like, 'really? Good job!' I was puzzled as to why he said that and then I asked him 'why?'. He replied 'Dude, I can't believe you have a 95 iq, your beating life on hard mode.'I was extremely puzzled at that response and then he said 'your way wiser than most of the above averages I know.' That put a smile on my face for a long time and gave me a _huge_ self-confidence boost. At that dance I met the girl of my dreams, we didn't even dance, just talked, for like 3 hours. The 'beating life on hard mode' has become my mantra since then.

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When This Troper was at a Boy Scout camp, note not Cub Scouts which is made of elementary school kids but Boy Scouts which are usually no younger than 12, a staff member put on a CD containing various Disney songs during lunch. At first the image-obsessed teenagers and preteens scoffed and growled at the mix. But then, someone started singing along to "Can You Feel the Love Tonight," and eventually nearly every boy (around 250) sang along. It's not quite as of a tearjerker as many of the other post, but it's still one of This Troper's warmest and fuzziest memories.

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The new theatre teacher at my high school, who had been abusing her power over the department since the start of school, expelled a student from the Thespian Honors Society because she had raised objection over how the teacher was managing the club (the teacher wasn't even supposed to be involved with running the club to begin with), ignoring the organization�s constitution that states no member can have their membership revoked. On the night of One Acts the program's list of Thespian Honors members was missing her name for the first time in three years. After the show she didn't understand why people kept giving her their program. It wasn't until she got home and looked at them that she realized they'd all written in her name at the bottom of the list. Two weeks later the director of student activities ordered the teacher to write a letter of apology to the girl, "reinstate" her into thespians, and post a copy of it on the call board. When her fellow thespians saw it there was much celebration and someone moved it so it was posted over the spot where the sign informing everyone I'd been expelled had once hung.

Khazar-khum posted:

Man

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"I don't like it when people use their popularity to justify insulting my friends"

Khazar-khum posted:

Disney

Tunicate posted:

It was a rule that you shouldn't use first person so naturally they just referred to themselves as 'this troper' instead of 'I' because

Khazar-khum posted:

Disney

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Expelled

Aphrodite posted:

I can't even say off hand which Disney movie that song's from.

At least use a popular one for your lie. Nobody's buying that 250 people know that song.

Aphrodite posted:

I can't even say off hand which Disney movie that song's from.

At least use a popular one for your lie. Nobody's buying that 250 people know that song.

Tunicate posted:

It was a rule that you shouldn't use first person so naturally they just referred to themselves as 'this troper' instead of 'I' because

ibntumart posted:

"Unless I'm the one doing it on Troper Tales, that is! Also, punching teenaged girls for comments similar to ones I myself make is my Crowning Moment of Pencil Breaking or something!"

Zelder posted:

Inter gender MMA, now there's a good idea