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My swedish coworker microwaves fish in the office break room every single day. The smell permeates three floors. It's suffocating. Multiple people have asked her to stop. Politely at first. Then more directly. Her response every time? "This is normal in sweden. Canadians are just too sensitive." Cultural differences are fine. But they don't override basic office courtesy. You share a workspace with other people. If everyone is telling you something you're doing is making the environment unbearable, you adjust. She refuses. Acts like we're the problem for being bothered by it. Now the entire floor hates her. People avoid the break room during lunch. The smell lingers for hours. And she just keeps doing it like she's making some kind of point. I don't care what's normal in Sweden. This isn't Sweden. And even if it were, consideration for the people around you should be universal. I was sitting outside on my break yesterday just to escape the sme...

So I (21M) sent my girlfriend (21F) this Instagram reel of Batman doing his thing, bro was brooding, jumping off rooftops, looking cool as hell. I sent it to her like, “Lowkey this is gonna be me one day.” Without hesitation, without even a pause to consider my dreams, she hits me back with: “You can’t be Batman.” No explanation. No “babe maybe start with cardio.” Just straight up denied my entire vigilante career path in four words. I’m still sitting here trying to figure out if she meant A) I’m not built like that B) I’m emotionally stable (tragic) or C) She doesn’t trust me with a grappling hook. Pray for me. My Gotham era might be over before it even started.

This happened last month, but it stuck with me. We had this new guy - mid-20s, super laid back, really friendly but kinda clueless with admin stuff. HR was onboarding him and needed some documents, and apparently one of the things got flagged because his credit history was almost nonexistent. He looked so confused, like he didn’t even know that was a thing. He kept saying, “But I’ve never missed a payment,” and HR had to explain that not having history is its own problem. Then during lunch, he admitted loud enough for a few of us to hear that he avoided anything credit-related because his parents told him “credit cards are how people ruin their lives.” He just assumed avoiding credit meant he was being responsible. Everyone kinda paused because… honestly a lot of us grew up with that same mindset. He’s fine now, HR cleared everything and he’s building his history slowly using Fizz card, but watching him panic and then watching everyone silently relate to him was kinda eye-opening. Mos...

I'm 24m and have basically no dating experience. At the beginning of October, I met a 23f while doing some volunteering. We would often see each other while volunteering and chat briefly. I got to know her a bit over the last few months. One day, she is talking about a political event she is going to, and I tell her I'm going too. She says it will be fun and a great time. She had gone in the past, but I've never gone before. The day before, she asks what my schedule is for the event, and that she will see me there. I am there, and we eventually meet up. She introduces me to her friends and begins taking me around, and introduces me to politicians and people in state government. I had a great time and got to meet so many people, and really enjoyed seeing her. The day after, she texted me and said she was so glad I went and could meet her friends, and that she had a great time hanging out. The next week, I was thinking about her and how I really wanted to see her again. I de...

Let's call my roommate Kevin. Living with Kevin has honestly felt like a social experiment no one approved. I knew he was a little… off… when we first moved in, but I didn’t realize how deep it went until the Great wifi Incident of last month. So our internet bill went up by like $12. It was annoying, but not the end of the world. I assumed the company raised rates like they always do. But Kevin? No. Kevin storms into the living room holding the bill like we had committed a crime. He goes, dead serious, “Which one of you keeps using too much Google? They’re charging us extra.” I thought he was joking. I laughed, big mistake. He doubled down and starts listing “internet-heavy activities” he’s noticed: – me watching YouTube while cooking – our other roommate playing Spotify – someone downloading a big PDF that one time He even said, “And you guys always have so many tabs open, that stuff adds up.” This man genuinely believed the wifi company charges per Google search like some k...

Disclaimer : this is a TRUE story When I was a little girl being raised by an abusive mother , I started wondering about my own children and if I'd be a good mother to them. It was my biggest concern. Not school , not sports , not clothes , how I'd raise my own children when I became a mother someday. And then the visions started. The visions of this baby girl. She was beautiful. I saw her everywhere and and I felt such comfort , like I knew her and loved her. Then it became a nightmare. Every time I talked about this baby , I was silenced and told to stop talking , she doesn't exist , they'll throw me in the crazy hospital if I ever mention her again. I never really stopped talking about her and no matter how much I clamied that she was my daughter , nobody would believe me. I even knew her name. for this story , I'm going to say her name was bree. Bree was presented to me like found treasure. She made me feel like I was insane. I had visions of Bree frequently. T...