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Just had the funeral service for my grandmother the other day, and boy was it hard to keep a straight face. We had friends, family and family friends attend. The service didn't start until the first song ended, and I already shed some tears. The song they played was "Angel" by Sarah McLachlan, and a lot of the attendees, including myself and my family started crying. Then we had a couple of people up to give tribute speeches, and once they ended, the celebrant read out the poem that my grandfather wrote for her and once that was done, they ended the service with "Fly High" by Dolly Parton. As the lefthand side of the room left for the food hall, I watched as the curtain closed on my grandmother's coffin submitted by /u/OPAutobot5 [link] [comments]

On Monday I went to the clinic to get medication refills and a check up. I had iron deficiency a few months ago so I asked for bloodwork to check up on that. Today, Friday. I had a dermatologist appointment because i have eczema. I go sit in the waiting room and they call me into the assessment room, they do their routine: checking blood pressure, getting my weight, etc. They tell me to come back to the assessment room once im done with my appointment because my bloodwork came back abnormal. I get my dermatologist appointment done, nothing out of the ordinary and i go back to the assessment room. I assumed my iron deficiency was back so I wasn’t worried but they tell me to sit in the waiting room until a room is available for me. A little odd but okay. Eventually they place me in a clinic room and I continue waiting. The doctor comes in after 25 minutes but his demeanour was somber and tense. I still didn’t think anything of it, I assumed he just acts like that but suddenly he looks ...

I have a senior coworker who’s also a professor, and he has this habit of calling me after work, usually around 9 or 10 PM. Sometimes it’s actually work-related, sometimes he just wants to talk about upcoming activities. Last night, he called me again around 9 PM. I didn’t answer. He then sent me the schedule for the upcoming palaro and added, “Call me when you’re available.” Something about that message annoyed me so much that I decided to be petty. I waited until 2 AM and called him. He answered. He was absolutely pissed. He told me I was being disrespectful of other people’s time and that I had no business calling someone at 2 in the morning. I apologized and told him I understood. Meanwhile, I was trying so hard not to laugh because for once, he was the one getting an unreasonable work call. I may have won the battle, but I have a feeling I just lost next semester’s schedule. submitted by /u/hottest_chickkk [link] [comments]

My dad had a crush on a girl back in school in Pakistan in the 90s. He liked her but was too shy to approach her. Then one day he finally decided he was going to talk to her, but before he could, one of his friends confessed to her. They started hanging out, and that was pretty much the end of my dad's chances. He was heartbroken, and in 1996 he left Pakistan to study in Germany and start a new life. In 1998, he met my mom. They eventually moved to the US in 2002, got married, and had me and my brother. Fast forward to 2023, my parents decided to separate. Me and my brother were okay with it, and life just continued. Then something completely unexpected happened. My dad was in Pakistan when he developed a heart problem and went to see a doctor. The doctor turned out to be the same girl he had a crush on in school. They recognized each other. This woman had obviously lived a whole life too. She had been married, had two kids, and eventually divorced after an abusive marriage. My da...

I was drowning in debt and completely desperate for money so I started looking for overnight work to support my day job. I found a listing online for a night-shift security cleaner at an isolated antique furniture restoration warehouse located on the outskirts of town. The pay was ridiculously high and the requirements were minimal so I drove out there the next day to meet the owner for an interview. His name was Vincent and he was a wealthy antique dealer who spoke very softly and dressed in expensive tailored suits that looked completely out of place in a dusty warehouse. He walked me through the building during our interview and showed me endless rows of Victorian couches and mahogany dining tables covered in protective plastic sheeting. Vincent explained that the job was mostly just polishing the restored furniture and sweeping the concrete floors to keep the dust settling to a minimum so the antiques stayed pristine for his buyers. Then he took me down a freight elevator to the b...

The other night I decided to take what was about 4G of shrooms. It was one of the most if not the most intense trip I have ever had in my life. But it wasn’t because of the cool visuals. It was what the shrooms allowed me to sense and feel. I was chilling with my cat after taking my dose and I was having an absolutely amazing time. I was enjoying my phone, the cool visuals on the wall etc. Everything was going how I wanted it to. But something happened around 3:45-4:30 AM. It was the single most terrifying experience that I have ever been through ever. And I don’t think what I saw was a hallucination. I’m a pretty experienced person when it comes to psychedelics but the emotion and gut instinct that I felt was all too real. I simply couldn’t mistake it for anything but reality. I was looking at my phone and watching this video was showing images of the stars and galaxies. And slowly while I was still ascending I began to see countless faces in the stars. Faces of people and things I h...