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I got into a fight with a Netflix actor and didn’t even knew who he was

So this happened last year. I was working as a bartender in this kinda fancy bar in LA where a lot of people come to show off. You get influencers, actors, TikTok people… that kind of crowd. One Friday night, this guy comes in with a girl. He looked like some Hollywood dude. Tall, kinda flashy, wearing expensive shit, beard perfectly trimmed, just screaming “I think I’m important.” The girl he was with was one of those types that look like they live on Instagram. She didn’t say much. He, on the other hand, was being loud and acting like he owned the place. Demanding a table that was already reserved, talking down to waitresses, trying to be funny but really just being a jerk. Then he said something to my coworker (who’s really sweet btw) like: Are your hands good for anything other than pouring drinks? She just looked shocked. I saw red. I told him, Yo man, maybe treat people like people, not like background extras in your life. He gave me that look like, you don’t know who you’re tal...

coworker just stood up mid-chaos and said "I choose peace"

he calmly shut his laptop, stood up, and said "I choose peace." Then left the office like it was the final scene of a movie. came back two hours later with fresh hair cut and a bubble tea. Then sat down like nothing ever happened. No one said a word, including our manager. absolute icon.

FINAL UPDATE! This is the final update to "I think my wife's friend is developing feelings for me"

Firstly, thank you everyone for your good advice. This will be the last update to this crazy series of events. Now let's get to what your all waiting for the update. D came over, we all sat down at the table, the kids are at their aunts for the night. I stated that I wanted everything to come out, all the cards on the table. I want to know everything. So this is what went down: D has always had awful luck with men. She vents to me and my wife about it all the time. During a conversation when I wasn't present D had said something along the lines of "wishing she could find a man like yours, because she will never know what it feels like to be genuinely wanted and appreciated. My wife made a bad decision and in trying to comfort her friend suggested treating me more like a bf then just a good friend, nothing physical just the support and comfort and validation for a little to get an idea of what to look for in a man. D said she was fine with that but when she started to ...

UPDATE!! This is an update to:"my wife's best friend is developing feelings for me and my wife's doesn't believe me".

Sitting in my lap: This has only happened twice. Both instances were at parties where there was no seating left where I was sitting, I actually offered her my seat which she said thanks and sat on my lap. Yes both times were in front of my wife and she thought it was funny so rather then make a scene by kicking her off I waiting till an opportunity came (needed more food/drink, bathroom ect.) Is she hot/am I attracted to her?: By society standards she would be very attractive, by society standards my wife would not be as attractive. THAT BEING SAID , my wife is exactly what I want in a women (just speaking physically atm) my wife is short, very pale skin, long curly brown hair, and not skinny because of the children we have had together. I love my wife the way she is and we are working together to help her loose the babyfat she wants to lose. D on the other hand is taller then me I'm 5'10, tan skin, straight dirty blonde hair, and skinny. Again attractive, just not what I...

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She picked someone else, and that’s when I chose myself.

I loved a girl who never truly saw me. Not in the poetic sense of "she didn’t notice I liked her"... no, she knew. She knew I cared deeply. She knew I’d be there when no one else was. She knew I’d always reply, always listen, always show up when it mattered. And I think... she liked having that. Someone who made her feel special when she needed it, but never someone she wanted to keep. She played with hearts. Not in the evil way... not malicious... but she liked attention. She loved being wanted. And I was one of the many guys orbiting her, hoping one day I’d be "the one." I ignored the red flags. I justified her hot-and-cold energy. I told myself, "She’s just figuring herself out. Maybe one day she’ll see that I’m the one who actually cares." But she didn’t. She chose someone else. Not because he was better. Not because he loved her more. But because he was more exciting. A thrill. A challenge. And me? I was the safety net. The backup plan. The one she t...

My nephews have these diverse baby toys and I'm not sure how to feel about it.

My twin nephews have these baby dolls. Which is cool because their mom isnt worried about "making them gay" and wants them to have a wide range of toys that are traditionally both male and female because why not? My nephews like their play kitchen and their black baby dolls. Its really cute and sweet because they love their "babies" until you see them play with them. They are still too young to really play in a way that makes sense with the dolls. So it's a beautiful concept that they love these black dolls but it kinda feels racist that all they do is smash them into the walls lol. Everytime i see them they are more advanced so im sure soon they will feed the "babies" or put them to bed or more skillful play but right now it's just child abuse.

A man gave me his old family videos. After watching them, I understand why he was so desperate to get rid of them.

My job is trash. I don’t mean that in a metaphorical, “I hate my career” kind of way. I mean it literally. I’m a garbage collector. My alarm goes off at 4 AM, I pull on steel-toed boots, and I spend the next eight hours heaving the things people don’t want anymore into the back of a growling truck. It’s a dirty, smelly, physically demanding job, but it pays the bills for my tiny apartment, and it’s honest work. You also learn a lot about people from what they throw away. Most of the time, it’s just bags of household garbage. But sometimes you find… treasures. A broken piece of furniture that can be fixed. A box of old books. People get rid of the strangest things. My rule is that if it’s in a box and set out separately, it’s fair game to take a look. That’s how I ended up with the tapes. It happened a few weeks ago. I was on my usual route through a quiet, older suburban neighborhood. One of the residents, a man probably in his late 20s, flagged me down. He looked awful. His eyes were...

My Boss Tried to Blame Me for a Client Disaster, So I Pulled the Receipts

This wasn’t my first time taking heat for someone else’s screw-up. But it was the last. A few months into my job, I noticed something off. My boss, Carrie, loved delegation but only the risky stuff. Anything high-profile and polished? That was all her. But the last minute fire drills? Always dumped on me, usually without context, and always when she was mysteriously “unreachable.” It finally blew up last Thursday. A major client presentation tanked. Slides were missing. Data was outdated. The CEO was in the room. Carrie looked me dead in the eye and said, “Apologies my associate must have sent the wrong version.” She meant me. Problem was, I hadn’t touched the deck. I’d offered to help earlier that week, but she told me she had it “totally under control.” So I sat down, opened our project folder, and like magic found everything. Timestamps. Versions. Even a Slack message where she told me not to worry about it. So I did what any accused employee with cloud backups would do. I compiled...

My Boss Tried to Blame Me for a Client Disaster, So I Pulled the Receipts

I Let a Stranger Borrow My Charger at the Airport. Six Months Later, She Changed My Life

So I was stuck on this long layover in Denver. The airport was super crowded and every outlet was taken. People were basically guarding their chargers like their lives depended on it. I noticed this woman nearby who looked pretty stressed. She kept checking her phone and you could tell it was about to die. I had my power bank with me and, for once, it was actually charged. So I just handed it to her and said, “Hey, you can use this if you want.” She looked at me like I just handed her a winning lottery ticket. Are you serious? yeah go for it I said. While her phone charged, we started talking. She had just come from a job interview and was heading home. Told me she hadn’t worked in over a year and wasn’t sure if she was still cut out for it. I told her she totally was. We ended up chatting for like half an hour before I had to board. She gave me back the charger, thanked me a bunch, and that was it. Then last week, I went to this local networking thing I almost skipped. Halfway throug...

my coworker secretly learning sign language to talk to a customer had me crying fr

alright so we got this regular who’s deaf he comes in almost every morning for coffee and a muffin sometimes he switches it up but mostly the same order he always writes it out on his phone or paper and just points and smiles real chill dude never complains never causes a fuss he’s literally the sweetest we all kinda just got used to that routine you know we read his note he gives us the biggest smile and goes on his way i always thought it was cool that he still came every day even tho it probably took extra effort for him but then my coworker she’s kinda quiet type super shy she started taking sign language classes on her own like nobody asked her she just decided she wanted to make him feel more included she didn’t even tell anyone she was doing it she would just sit in the break room on her phone practicing or watch videos during lunch one day i noticed her practicing in the mirror mouthing out words and doing hand signs i thought she was just being goofy or practicing a dance at ...

Teacher fails me for being absent but realizes the real reason why

Mrs. Elissa was our chemistry teacher in 12th grade . She was super strict to everyone exept her daughter. Once, I got detention for "being suspicious" by raising my hand when she asked about what happens when you mix sodium and water claiming I was "probably planning something" her daughter asked if she could make mustard gas with oxygen and nitrogen and got a warning. One day, I was getting a starter dose of Dupixent to prevent flares in my psoriasis. She failed my next test and said "was absent two weeks ago under suspicious circumstances" when my parents told her that I needed to be constantly needed to check for allergic reactions and couldn't risk it at school and was approved by the principal. She even said to the class that "suspicious students like me were automatically failing chemistry no matter how smart they are" we complained to the principal the next day and she just said "it's fine let the boy fail it won't effec...

We met halfway across the world, then again at home. Plot twist: same state, same city, different continents

So about 9 years ago, I’m in Vietnam on vacation, sweating my life away, pretending to be “finding myself” when I was really just aggressively Googling “best pho near me.” I’m in some small shop grabbing a drink, and I end up having a tiny conversation with this girl. Nothing crazy, just small talk about how we both clearly don’t belong in the 110° humidity and how neither of us really knew what we were doing. She was funny, chill, and cute in a very “cool traveler who actually packed sunscreen” way. We talked for a few minutes and then went our separate ways. Didn’t exchange contacts, didn’t even catch names. Just one of those “passing ships” moments. But here’s where it gets weird. Months later, I’m back in Boston, walking through the Public Garden, minding my own business, when I swear I see the same girl sitting on a bench reading. I do the world’s most awkward double take, and she looks up and does that “wait… do I know you?” squint. We ended up talking again. Turns out she was t...

I went to the wrong funeral. I stayed. Now her grandma sends me birthday cards.

I was in a new city. A week in, I got a text from a number I didn’t recognize: “Hey, service is at 3. Wear something dark, she hated bright colors. I know you didn’t know her well, but it would mean a lot if you came.” I stared at it. I wasn’t sure who it was meant for. But it felt… urgent. Like maybe they really needed someone there. And I had nothing else to do. So, I went. I pulled up to the church a few minutes early. Sat in the back. No one questioned me. I figured maybe it was a distant coworker or a college friend. I kept waiting for someone to say, “Wait, who are you?” But they didn’t. The woman who had passed her name was Marion had the kindest smile I’ve ever seen. I learned about her love for jazz, her cat named Newton, and how she never let anyone leave her house without taking a cookie. I sat through every eulogy like I’d known her forever. Afterward, during the gathering, her grandmother approached me. “You were her friend from art class, weren’t you?” she asked. I froze...

I saw her upstairs

Note : Prior to any of this happening, I broke down and started crying in front of her and our friend, kinda whimpy huh? sitting at one of these tables near the library where people can study or do homework on. I had already planned to talk with her if she had the time, and in fact she did. When I approached her, she was reading a book which was quite small in size. As she looked at me, she beamed with pity and asked if I was okay today. I nodded and asked her if she wanted to talk, she said yes. Our conversation started with her telling about her day, and I've always found her stories entertaining, possibly the way she tells them are amusing and cute (she tells them really quickly). She told me that at her rehearsals (she's in a play right now), she had a ball of a time hitting a little girl ( cough The Miracle Worker cough ). There were a lot of people around us in groups and I didn't want to tell her near any of these people, so I asked her if s...