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My dad called me

My dad called me today. It had been so long since I’d last heard his voice, and a tear fell down my face as he spoke to me. He told me how much he missed me, how much he wished he could still be with me, and how much he wishes that I could be with him. He told me I could be with him. His voice broke over the phone. He sounded destroyed. The closest thing I can compare it to is how he sounded when mom died, the pain in his voice as he watched her writhe away in her hospital bed. Even still, during this call, he seemed to be even more distraught than then, more urgent and beckoning. I swore it felt as though he needed me. It was a bit of a shock. My dad was always the strongest man I knew. Our relationship had been built on respect and professionalism rather than memories and love. Therefore, when I felt the emotion in his voice as he begged me to visit him, I couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable rather than susceptible. I listened intently as he instructed me what he needed me to do. H...

A transit officer forced me to break my company's weirdest safety rule. The news is calling his death an animal attack.

I was desperate for work when I found the listing. I had been unemployed for several months, and my savings were entirely depleted. The advertisement was posted on a basic online job board. It was a position for an independent vending contractor, and the job required a clean driving record, the ability to lift heavy boxes, and a willingness to work the overnight shift. I applied immediately and received a phone call the same day. The hiring process was brief. I met a man in a small, unmarked office in a commercial district. He handed me a uniform shirt, a set of heavy keys on a metal ring, and a thick binder containing the training manual. He told me my route would cover the subterranean levels of the city transit system. The public metro network is massive, sprawling under the city in a complex web of concrete tunnels and train platforms, and my job was to drive a supply van to the designated service entrances, load my rolling cart with snacks and beverages, and restock a specific li...

I’ve been "renting" my neighbor’s dog for $20 a week so I don’t look like a creep when I come home at 3 AM.

I’m 28, and because of my job, I usually get home around 2 or 3 in the morning. My neighborhood is one of those too quiet places where everyone knows everyone’s car. After a few weeks of walking from my car to my front door in the pitch black, I noticed the curtains in the house across the street twitching every single night. I realized I had become the "suspicious character" of the block. To fix this, I made a weird deal with my neighbor, an older guy who has a high-energy Golden Retriever. For $20 a week, I rent his dog for a 15-minute walk the moment I get home. Now, instead of being the "creepy guy coming home at 3 AM," I’m the "dedicated local hero who helps a senior citizen with his dog." The neighborhood group chat went from Who is this guy? to God bless that young man’s soul. The only problem? The dog has now adjusted his internal clock. My neighbor told me the dog starts sitting by the front door at 2:50 AM every night, wagging his tail and whini...

Embarrassing water park mishap, full moon edition.

Was at a water park with a friend. Went to one of the popular attractions, some kind of lazy river that was not as lazy as you would think. Pretty violent actually. As you wait in line, you can watch the people go down the first drop into the pool. Probably a hundred or so people could watch? Anyways, it's finally my turn and my friend is next in line. The worker gives me a little shove and I go careening down this small drop. Well I get totally destroyed and go face first in the water. I flail around a bit and can feel myself bobbing around, going in and out of the water a few times. I finally gain my bearings and feel a little....lighter, I suppose. What do ya know, my bikini bottoms are floating in the water right beside me, and I feel a chorus of giggles from above. I was sooooo embarrassed. Afterwards, my friend told me that even though it was a sunny day, those people in line got to see a moon too.

i tried to return a woman’s dropped cash and she thought i was offering to pay her for sleeping with her

this happened today and i feel weird about it i was walking to the gym and the woman in front of me dropped some cash. like iit fall out of her pocket and she didn’t not notice. i picked it up and jogged a bit to catch up, waving it she turns around, seas the money in my hand, and her face just changes and goes “what the hell is this?” she literally says something like “are you trying to pay me to sleep with you?” loud enough that people looked over. before I could tell her that she dropped it. my brain just froze. i was like no you dropped it im giving it back. i held it out and she snatched it and walked off like i was the creep. i stood there feeling embarrassed as hell for5 minutes

“The Mirror That Took My Place”

I had a bad habit of always looking in the mirror. Even when I was doing something or talking to someone, if there was a mirror around, it was impossible for me not to look. Even when I was with my colleagues and someone looked more handsome, I would quickly switch on my front camera, look at myself, and compare myself with him in my mind. Many times, people even caught me doing it and said, “Bro, you look good,” like I needed to hear it from them. Even at home, there were mirrors everywhere. Whenever I passed by one, I would stop, fix my hair and clothes, and look at myself for a moment. My mom sometimes got irritated and said, “You think you’re a hero that you see the mirror day and night.” She used to shout that we should not look in the mirror late at night for that long. I always laughed it off. It was so bad that even when I woke up to go to the washroom late at night, I would still look in the mirror. One day, a friend of mine revealed to me that I didn’t really look good. Inst...