hawowanlawow posted:

lol "using pot"

god help them if they ever get their hands on acid

anyway, my cat:

Agents are GO! posted:

Wasn't there a story posted in here about a kid with "really bad vibes."

tatterhood posted:

i mean yeah PROBABLY, but the image of a dude just sitting there patiently playing porn soundtracks to his bird My Fair Lady-style is too good. i want to believe.

DemoneeHo posted:

My Girlfriend Just Revealed Her Real Sexual Agenda With Me. I’m Speechless.

Agents are GO! posted:

Wasn't there a story posted in here about a kid with "really bad vibes."

Agents are GO! posted:

Wasn't there a story posted in here about a kid with "really bad vibes."

pentyne posted:

Not sure what part of getting that millionaire dick required her to outright ignore her 8 year old child.

Snuff Melange posted:

Abandoning your spouse because you find someone more interesting and rich is already arguably lovely, at least for said spouse, but trying to pitifully crawl back to the family after completely abandoning your son is just pathetic. Hope they kick her to the curb.

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Hello, Reddit!

I (34M) met up with a friend (34M) over Memorial Day weekend. We decided to swing by a craft beer store and each pick up a six pack to drink while we hung out at my home. We each picked out our beer and headed to the counter to pay. He paid for his beer first, and it was a completely unremarkable transaction.

When it was my turn, the person working the register saw my last name (Patel) on my ID, and asked me if I was Indian. I said yes I was Indian American. I chatted with him for a minute or two, and he told me that he had just immigrated from India a few years ago and bought this beer store earlier this year. I told him congrats and good luck with the store. He ended up offering me a 10% discount on my beer, which I graciously accepted. This was about $2 off my purchase.

(My friend is not Indian, he's white)

When we left the beer store, my friend seemed kind of salty about it. He claimed that the beer store owner was being racist against him and treating him differently because he was white. I told him that I guess technically part of that is true, but it's not really a big deal. He then expressed his frustration at me and claimed I should've asked for a discount on his behalf at the register. I disagreed with him and said it's up to him how he gives out discounts, and I'm not going to ask for it in any way.

This seemed to frustrate my friend further, and he ended up going home as soon as we got back to my house without drinking any beer. AITA?

Preemptive edit: By my experience, the "Indian Discount" is definitely a thing. It doesn't always happen, but it was never unusual for me to get a small discount from an Indian store owner when I shop there.

The Klowner posted:

Dunno if you were being sarcastic or something but she knew what she was doing. She is not the victim here.

hawowanlawow posted:

no they're right: lmao

DemoneeHo posted:

lmao





My (49M) wife (48F) left the family for her affair partner a year ago but now she says she wants to fix things.
to the ex-wife i say: womp womp

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She starts crying and saying her AP was abusive and that he told her that he was divorcing his wife of 3 years (26F)

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he was divorcing his wife of 3 years (26F)

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53M

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26F

A Wizard of Goatse posted:

tatterhood posted:

But yeah it really is interesting, just because he's breaking social norms that I think most people learn in kindergarten/elementary school. It's not monstrous or anything, but the idea of just taking someone else's food constantly makes me deeply uncomfortable. That's a pretty standard rule, right? How would someone overcome that? (I know I'm being way too optimistic about our collective capacity for shame, but whatever)

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Today, i was hanging out with my girlfriend. She has 2 kids, a daughter (10) and a son (8). I figured i'd buy them dinner. I got her kids a box of tacos to split and her a big fish dinner from a slightly more expensive place, but it's one of her favorites, she's kind of picky so i got the exact sides she wanted too. I wanted it to be perfect. Tacos were what her daughter wanted when i asked, i figured he'd like them. What kid doesn't like tacos?

I came home with the food and my girlfriend seemed happy when i gave her the fish, as did her daughter when she got out the tacos. But he said "I don't like tacos." He just stared at the box and looked at my gf. She gave him her dinner. Not to split, but the whole thing. I asked her why "You know he doesn't like tacos." I pressed her on it and told her not to give it to him but hse just said "It's fine, i'll eat a taco." I said soemthing else about it and she snapped at me "I don't want it, i'm not hungry anyway."

I told her how expensive it was and it's not fair that i spent that money on her and not her son, he's got food. I told her it was a big dinner and she could at least get some of it but she insisted she wasn't hungry. I told him to give some to her and he shouted "No! This is my fish!" I told him to save her a little of the rice at least and instead, he just grabbed a spoon and huffed down the rice as soon as i said it. LIterally every strand of it. I tried taking a piece of fish and giving it to her and he started screaming, so she just gave it back.

Later, not even half of it was eaten, it was in the fridge. She only ate one taco, her daughter ate the rest. I tried to get her to eat the rest but she said "No, i said he could have it." I told her again i got it for her and to just eat the stuff and that her son was spoiled rotten because of her giving into him like this. As soon as i mentioned it, he came running out and took the fish out of the fridge.

But he didn't eat it, i saw him with a piece, handing it to the dog. I told her about it and she went "My god, will you shut the gently caress up about the fish?! I don't want it".

PHIZ KALIFA posted:

goons: dump his boring rear end! dick is plentiful and cheap!

also goons: wow how dare she dump his boring rear end for a rich traveling doctor. i would never break my rear end in twain on some millionaire dick the minute i had the opportunity.

pentyne posted:

As nasty as a divorce can be I would want to know what "uncontested facts" would be of interest in the case.

I can't see any circumstance where she can deny she broke the marriage by leaving the martial home for X months, and any way to ameliorate abandoning a child for the same amount of time.

Those two things on their own should be enough for a slam dunk. Given how hard courts go for the welfare of the child there's no reasonable way she could win anything.

Nuebot posted:

All of you rich people with your childhood toys. Me and my friends went down the stairs in a cardboard box. I did not make forums IK.

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I'm newly married to a disgustingly sexy blond, blue-eyed hunk. Every day I wonder how lucky I am—excuse me. How lucky I was. He's absolutely great and I don't wish to trade him for anything in the world. Except for a few faults I believed us to be pretty happy and comfortable with our relationship. Until this past week.

I found out last minute my husband's family had paid for a week's holiday in Mexico and a lot of my husband's family was going as his step-sister was getting married. Yet my husband was asked to keep the trip a secret from me. I found out and told him he could go, if he wanted to go without me, but he would be returning to divorce papers. My husband then called his mom and said he would not be going unless his wife was sitting next to him. Honestly, I told him I would of rather not go, seeing as I wasn't invited. But once I learned that my ticket had been purchased and that we were leaving a few days later I tried to repress my anger. When I arrived with my husband in Mexico I was told that I had to be on my "best behaviour" as any outbursts or verbal disagreements we've had in our relationship of two years had been shared with his immediate family and everyone was scared that I would ruin my step-sister-in-law's wedding! I waited until I was in a closed room with my husband and freaked out. I demanded to know what the hell they were talking about!

After five minutes listening to a bunch of mumble jumble about my temper I interrupted and stated that when I walk into my home after a long day at work—where I contribute financially to have some personal space—I should be able to do whatever I want in the comfort of my own home! That means if I have a bad day at work, for example, I should be able to stomp my feet, scream, cry, anything—even have "tantrums" like a two-year-old child—and if my husband whom I trust happens to be in the home, he should respect my choices! Another example: If we have a argument we should be able to argue and go to bed and wake up and start another day! But in Mexico I find out that every tantrum and every argument we've ever shared has been being broadcast to his entire family! Which is absolutely none of their business! We didn't need their help when we eloped alone and we didn;t need them holding our hands now! I thought we could trust each other enough to keep certain things private! I mean there's a limit to what in-laws or parents should know! He agreed he broke my trust but that didn't change the fact that I had to tiptoe around the entire vacation!

But wait! This gets better! Day five comes—the wedding—and I get all dolled up and we go witness the ceremony, stand for three hours while each of the family members has to get family pics taken, yet I noticed I wasn't asked to be in any except one. As we walked to the celebration dinner held out on the beach, I'm told the family doesn't respect or believe in our marriage because they weren't there! (We eloped!) So I sit, a strained grin on my face, and share in their dinner with a stomach full of butterflies. I have a couple of sips of wine and then begin to not feel so good. I excused myself from the table and went up to my hotel room and vomited. When I came back down I saw the clock and thought to my self, "It is impossible that I was gone for over an hour!" Still not feeling great I walk in the direction of the table where I am supposed to sit next to my husband when this blonde woman female—don't know who the hell she is—stops me and says do not try and take my husband away from his sisters wedding. I looked at her and laughed in her face. I did not appreciate being threatened! I walked up to my husband where I was scolded for interrupting a social conversation and I was asked to leave and wait for my husband up in our room. I cried all the way up.

Two hours later I was puking, not seeing straight, and felt absolutely messed off of two sips of wine (how is that possible?!?), when suddenly my husband comes walking in the room. He says he had no idea I was up in our room waiting that long and tells me he only came up because he needed to get some photo album for everyone to sign downstairs in the disco. I kicked his rear end out and threw that album off the ninth floor balcony. Ten minutes later security and bridesmaids are opening my door begging for a "book." I don't have it, I tell them. I dumped out every suitcase and I was so groggy and that I could barely hold my eyes open when a security officer asked if I was okay. I swore and told them all to get the f##k out of my room and let me sleep. The door finally shuts and it is at that exact moment that I realized that I had been drugged. I didn't know by whom nor did I care. I got up and walked in my bare feet through the hotel, down the elevator, and into the loud dance bar disco where I walked straight up to my husband and hit him as hard as I could with my closed fist. Without a word I walked right back out, found a place to sit down, and asked a random stranger for a smoke. Seconds later my husband goes running right past me crying. He sees me and sits down and claims he was waiting for me the entire time. He says the reason someone told me to leave him alone was because the family feels I take up too much of his time and don't let him socialize enough with them. I got up and walked away and found a private room where I slept alone that night. Not one person tried to checked on me.

I was ill the last two days giving my husband plenty of family time and my illness did not prevent him from enjoying the beach, the pool, and shopping in town with his family. The day we left I told him what happened and that his entire family included themselves in this scheme to drug me.

I am now home two days and can't decide what to do now. And now my husband has decided to take a month off of work because—OF COURSE—both his parents and grandparents are moving from big homes to little condos and they all need his help all day long, every day, for the next month!

I told him I am taking back my maiden name and I asked him to stop all contact with his obsessive family for one week while we decide what our future plans are. But honestly I didn't know I married his frickin' family and I am very astonished that so much went on behind my back and I'm so very hurt.

Please give me some advice!

Tetramin posted:

Go apologize to furries about it

Mx. posted:

Ohhh that's who phiz is

The best part about phizs apology was lowtax pitching a fit for how dare he apologise to furries. The second best part was all the twitter furs falling over themselves pitching a fit about how dare he apologise to furries

Serephina posted:

This sounds like forum drama, the good kind that doesn't get threads locked by mods. Anyone got a SAclopedia link or willing to elaborate?

DeadMansSuspenders posted:

From a Dan Savage column 2 years back: new levels of lacking self-awareness. The reply is fun too. Buckle up.

Guestzilla: Drugged in Mexico

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You must divorce your husband! You must leave him! While your efforts to isolate your wonderful husband from his toxic family have been noble and selfless, SQE, they have not been successful! This marriage cannot be saved! Your husband's family is dangerously unstable and violently abusive and only way to get them out of your life—permanently—is to end your marriage. And while ending a marriage is always sad, SQE, ask yourself this: Could you in good conscience remain married to a man who didn't immediately come find you in the secret hiding place to which you had retreated after you punched him in the face with a closed fist in front of his entire family at a wedding that you promised not to disrupt? I thought not. Call a lawyer immediately, SQE, and file for divorce!

Blue Moonlight posted:

I’m just imagining him pulling the same bullshit with people other than his partner.

Out to lunch with coworkers? Grab half your boss’ sandwich while they look on in bewilderment.

In line at a food truck? Grab a handful of tots from a stranger who can only stutter out a “what?”

Jogging by a graduation party? Cut yourself a piece of cake - it’s the “grad” part of “Con-grad-ulations Sophie!”

At a christening for your niece? Look your sister right in the eye as you take a big swig of breast milk.

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My previous post was locked because I wasn't clear about what my question was. I'll try again.

I'm just at a loss and I'm hoping the people of Reddit can help me out. I've been with my partner for 8 years.

Our background: 7 years ago I was caught sexting a woman. My partner's anger took me by surprise a bit....she obviously cared very much and considered that cheating (I know it's cheating but I wasn't really taking it seriously...I was just goofing around but obviously it was wrong).

Then 2 years ago my partner and I went through a very bad 6 months. She left me to stay with her parents for three weeks. I honestly wasn't sure if she was even going to come back. She had always been a bit suspicious about my female co-worker, but there hadn't been anything going on. But when she left, I was so angry and upset that I asked out the co-worker and we went out, got drunk and had sex. I think subconsciously I did that because I was so angry with my partner, and I felt abandoned, and I knew she didn't really like this co-worker. When my partner came back, I still met up with the co-worker one other time (but we didn't sleep together).

She found out by accident 6 months later. To say she was upset was an understatement. But she didn't leave. I think that's an important point. She agreed to stay and work on our relationship.

I don't think she works very hard on our relationship. She always tells me that I am the one who has to "prove myself" and be honest and gain back her trust. When I ask what she's doing, she says that she did her part by staying.

I work exclusively from home now. Recently a woman (Lisa) started working on my team (my team communicates via an occasional zoom call but mainly emails and texting). Lisa is single and attractive and during one zoom call (that my partner saw briefly) she was sporting lots of cleavage (my industry has a very laid-back and young culture) and she's outgoing and loud. It just rubbed my partner the wrong way.

She said she wants me to keep professional boundaries with Lisa (she's often accused me of having weak boundaries with the opposite sex and I guess she has a point sometimes).

Lisa and I were paired up to work on a project which includes lots of brainstorming. My partner REALLY didn't like that, and I agreed to be professional but friendly. My partner was being really escalated about me even working with Lisa (in other words, she was being a bit irrational). On the weekend, I texted Lisa to wish her a Happy Memorial Day and included a face. I also texted several friends and a couple of co-workers the same thing.

My partner found out because at some point she asked if it would be ok if she read through my texts to Lisa. She'd never asked to see anything on my phone before so I said yes. She flipped out. She said that by reaching out to Lisa outside of work I was putting "weird energy" out there. I told her I texted other friends too and that didn't help...she said Lisa should NOT be considered a friend....only a co-worker.

Here is where it all fell apart: I argued and refused to agree that I was wrong to reach out to Lisa to wish her a Happy Memorial Day.

So after several days of arguing, she said she just gives up and is leaving.

My question: how do I fix this? I don't want my partner to leave me. I am struggling because I feel she's completely wrong here, but I still don't want her to leave. But I don't know how to get her to stay without fakely apologizing for wishing a co-worker a Happy Memorial Day (which feels totally fake because I do not believe there was anything wrong with that).

tldr: my partner is actually leaving because I wished a female co-worker a happy Memorial Day. I need a solid plan to fix this.

Smirking_Serpent posted:

AITA for not getting my friend the "Indian discount" at the beer store?

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hello. first time poster long time lurker. i’m posting this because i don’t know if i’m an AH for this or not and i’d like some unbiased opinions.

so, i’m (42M) running a company that offers various services. i’ve been running this company for a while now and i had an old website that i wanted updated but never got around to it. until my friend’s daughter offered to do it for me.

she is a graphic designer. she’s turning 21 soon and is not graduated from university yet. in fact, she is starting her first year soon in her field.

i was delighted when she offered because i thought she was doing it for free. in exchange i was going to offer her more work for her talented services but for free because i thought she just mainly wanted experience. i was wrong.

she had done a beautiful job. done it in the exact way i wanted it and styled it and everything. she also said this was her first time designing a website so i really thought this was just an experiment for her.

but right when she was about to publish the website, she messaged me asking to discuss payment and saying she will send me her bank info. i was taken back by that. i immediately called her and asked what was that all about.

she said she worked very hard on the website and didn’t think i was treating her like a charity case. but i wasn’t. i wanted to give her more experience for her CV for the future in exchange. she wasn’t happy about that and asked me to pay her what i owe but at least she was very nice about it.

i’m still gonna pay her, but i don’t think it’s fair because we have not discussed payment early on so i thought it was free of charge work. AITA?

kimbo305 posted:

ESH if she truly didn't broach her fee / rate up front.

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Ok, so for context I am a disabled military vet from my time spent overseas. 36 year old, female. I rely on the treatment from the VA systems for my healthcare. Which in my personal experiences has always been wonderful in my area. A few weeks ago I was rushed to the ER with what was the worst head pain I had ever felt and it had come on in an instant. CT ended up being clear and it was diagnosed as a migraine. The next day is when hell started for me.

Enter two weeks of near-constant agonizing pain. A severely swollen left temple, bad jaw pain, my vision in my left eye was getting worse/seeing double, and there were other symptoms stacked on top of those. I had been requesting to be seen immediately by my GP (I have most of these requests backed up in emails) and was blown off. I had a strong hunch at what was wrong with me even though (according to the wise Dr. Google) not suppose to get temporal arteritis until at least age 50. I just wanted to be taken seriously bc I know my body. I feel I have a good grasp on my personal pain levels bc of injuries I have suffered in the military and this was the worst pain I have ever experienced by leaps and bounds. And it never relented.

Finally, my GP saw me and instantly changed her tune. To start treatment I was to get a biopsy of my left temporal artery. The ENT doctor called me to set that appointment up. Only he wouldn't. He told me I had an actual 0% chance of having this and I was wasting mine and theirs if I came it bc I was too young. He made it clear that he was not entertaining the idea of seeing me at all and ended the phone call. It took another 24 hours of fights/emails/phone calls and being treated like crap to get the biopsy set up for the following morning. Hey, guess what-I freaking have it.

I am being treated for it but I have suffered permanent vision loss in my left eye bc of the delay in treatment. Let alone what else bc I haven't even been fully informed on the extent of this disease yet. I want accountability. I want this drastic mistake to be learned from and other people not to suffer my same type of treatment. Only people around me are telling me my anger is "too much." That I would be the rear end in a top hat if I "went after doctors' careers" Really? Looking for the judgment so I can make sense of this all and make a decision. And oh yeah. I would have died as a result of this remaining untreated and it could have happened at any time. So, that's what people are basing their opinion on. "You didn't die/they ended up saving your life/it could have been worse." Thoughts?

datajugend posted:

Her gp is a woman