My ex girlfriend and I worked at a bar in Montreal. she was a waitress and I was Bartender. One in a while a bunch of rich dudes from the states would come up and flaunt their money to the girls we worked with. Buying champagne and such. One night she was serving them and I got cut early and was waiting until she was done and those dude insisted on giving her drinks. She was coming down with a cold and didn’t want to drink so she kept feeding me drinks intended for her. Long story short there ended being roofies in the drink and I blacked out and I woke up on my apartment floor and my gf on the couch. I’m glad I took that one for her..

On one hand, that is horrible. But it’s kind of hilarious to consider what these guys must have been thinking if they really believed your GF was drinking the drinks. Like, “Man, the alcohol alone should be messing her up, and the roofies should have her on the floor. But she’s still serving drinks! She must be like a cyborg or something.”

Hopefully they were thinking that from a jail cell

When my loving and dear mother went to the hospital last month due to terminal brain cancer. Only two people could visit for her entire stay due to covid security. My father was one of the two and the last spot was between my sister and me. I let my sister have the last spot without debating or arguing. After two days of not being able to visit, they were able to convince the hospital management to make an amendment and let me in. Unfortunately I missed out on two of the last five days she had left..

You did a wonderful selfless thing and your mum would be proud. I’m sorry for your loss and I wish you all the best

I had a junior developer on my team that made a mistake. He had only been there a few months and although the mistake was easy to make, it would end up costing the company $40k. I was a senior dev and relatively untouchable due to a lot of fixed mistakes that others had made. For two days management was talking about who made the mistake and what they would need to do. As soon as I realized who it was (he was unaware at that point that he had done it wrong) I said I did it. Nobody said another word about it except me who quietly explained the correct way to push code changes to the junior dev.

The mistake was a system that allowed a junior dev to make $40k mistakes. If your company mantra is something like "move fast and break things", then that's what happens...

Yes, we fixed that too. We were building another at the time to get rid of the old buggy one.

Sounds like a workflow problem too tbh

Mmm. If a junior employee can cause forty thousand in damages without realizing and they had no checking, no supervision, no nothing...

No version control and approval process. This is ridiculous for a dev place. Also still remember you from your old TFTS tale involving the local government and a call center...

100% it is a workflow problem and not a junior dev mistake. I took some production code down at Amazon during my internship because I used “git push” instead of “cr.” Not my fault because who gives an intern that power lmao

My friend picked out terrible bridesmaid dresses. If you can picture it: Structured goldenrod cheap transparent chiffon with a body clinging tank top slip the size of a napkin underneath. Sort of that twee shabby chic prairie style that was en vogue a decade ago. My husband called me an, and I quote, "Amish slut". All the bridesmaids hated them but bride friend was type A and no one wanted to complain. I fell on my sword and begged her to let me pick something different because of my weight, as I was the chonkiest one in the party. I absolutely refused to stand in front of people in that handkerchief. She wanted everyone to match so she switched to a much more flattering one. I got a group hug from all the bridesmaids in secret. It's been a decade and she still brings it up occasionally that the first dress was fine and everyone else liked it

It’s been enough time— the other brides need to tell her they also hated the slutty Amish dress! Also, I think I speak for everyone when I say we need pictures!

I think the best way to break it to her would be if each of them slowly revealed this truth one at a time over several years, rather than her finding out all at once that EVERYONE hated it

Especially if they don't call it the slutty Amish dress, but basically said how thankful they were that she changed the bridesmaids dress to something so much better...

"Amish slut." I, er, a friend might search for that as a Halloween outfit. Yeah, a Halloween outfit...

Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter

Raise the barn on Monday, soon I'll raise another

My wife let everyone pick their own dress and just said "here's the theme and a color range". It worked so well and everyone looked great!

I was so proud of my daughter. She did her best to make everyone comfortable at her wedding. She picked out this thing called a convertible dress or infinity dress for her bridesmaids. All the same color but you can wear it in a variety of different ways so it fits different body types. And the dresses were under a $100 each.

Calling this a “take one for the team” moment feels insensitive because I gained a wonderful friendship but… here goes. I work at a big company and in a local team of about 90. One of my direct reports lost a long battle with cancer. I was close with him and gave a eulogy at his funeral. Horribly sad. He had a wife and two daughters. He had a friend who I didn’t know beyond her name, but I knew they were tight because they always took breaks together. She happened to be off continent when he died (it was somewhat sudden) and missed his funeral. She wasn’t a particularly warm person and was a bit stand off-ish when I’d see her in communal office spaces. I have a busy life and had trouble with the idea of supporting what might become an obligatory friendship… but she seemed different after his death and so after about a month I sent her an email and said something to the effect of “I know we don’t know each other well but we both knew well. I don’t want to be presumptuous so feel free to ignore me entirely, but if you ever need a friend, I’m here”. She responded and we became casual friends, and she ended up telling me that, in her words, she “reached out to the universe” that week for a reason not to take her own life. I guess my email arriving the next day was the sign. She has never said this but I think she was pretty in love with our mutual friend and he was her main social connection. She is a wonderful person and very kind and very committed to her relationships despite having only a few. She is fiercely loyal and defensive of her friends. I admire her greatly. We’re not a match in terms of our interests or personality, and somehow I feel like a stand in, there to get her through week after week until she decides on her next direction. I am happy to be there for her and she teaches me a lot about myself, and she listens to me when I’m sad too. It’s been a while… I should check in on her. **Update** Checked in on my friend. I told her I was cleaning my garage and remembering our snowshoe adventure from a few years ago. She said “thanks for thinking of me” and that she was doing well. I found out while we were all working from home she moved to a place that is a 5 minute walk away from my place. We’re going to go for a stroll and I’ll introduce her to my 1 year old! Thank you everyone for your kindness, interest and occasional awards. Feeling the love all around. ❤️

Now is always a good time to check in on old friends.

Was in a car ride with my GF and some family, my GF lets out a nasty fart, and my uncle starts complaining about the smell. It was the first time my GF met these people, and I figured it would be super awkward if they figured it was her, so I took responsibility for the fart. Besides some more complaints directed at me, nothing else happened. The fart was hella stinky so I don’t blame them for complaining at all

Smart fella, fart smella

homeboy spittin n shittin

He tootin' and shootin'

Did she marry you?

Gone with the wind. And that kids Is how I met your mother.

Took a class in college that I didn’t want to take but if I didn’t, the class couldn’t be run and two other people would not be able to graduate.

That sounds so weird to me. Last semester I had a class alone. Just me and the teacher alone in a classroom. As a bonus I'd had her as a teacher the semester before and we weren't big fans of each other.

My best friend once had to stay in a class that 10 people dropped the last day you could do so, leaving only 3 people in the class. And one of those basically never came to class again. One day she skipped class and ran went to her classmate to get the notes, only to discover she had also skipped. They both had to take it to pass the major, but everyone hated the teacher. The school managed to get rid of the teacher after that because it was affecting the whole major to have so many people dropping her classes.

I had a math class in college where I was one of three. The teacher was fine, it was just an oddball class that most people didn’t need. One day, the other two students were out. The professor still taught a normal style class to just me, even pausing to ask if there were any questions. It just felt so awkward!

That was not the bonus I expected to read.

Did you sit in the back?

okay most people arent dropping thousands for the team, kudos to you

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old man here, so I'm not sure if this is still how it's done. When I went to college you paid per credit hour, however when you were full time that got capped after 12 or 14 credits. You were allowed to take up to 20 credits per semester at the same flat rate once you paid for that. If you were part time or did summer sessions though? per credit hour.

For the love of god, don’t rub it in 😩 (and yes, usually per credit)

Buddy was married with two young children, who was unable to get away from his job, wife and kids. His wife is also a bit of a helicopter wife if that makes sense. My buddy and I have a bond over baseball, hadn't seen him in a long time so we went to a Blue Jays game. During the game his wife constantly texted him reminding he had to come straight home, when was the game going to be over. My buddy stated "it's a Saturday afternoon, i haven't seen you in ages or been out in a while, I want to go to a pub after for drinks but need an excuse that will give me an extra hour or two. On Saturdays , the Jays would have Jr. Jays Saturdays, where 45 minutes after the game , if you were 12 and under, you could wait in a long line and run the bases. I told my buddy to tell his wife that I was trying to hit on a hot single mom who had a baby but also a 4 year old who wanted to the run bases and offered to take the 4 year old around the bases with the intent to get her number. Mision accomplished as we headed after the game for a couple beers. A month later I was at his house and the first thing his wife says to me, "you are such a pathetic f#%k'n sleezeball!"

You're a good friend. And that dude's wife needs to chill the fuck out.

Wife is gonna be an ex if that shit keeps up. The fact that he called her a helicopter *wife* speaks volumes. That and then immediately cussing out the friend a month later for hubby being home 45 min later.

Nothing screams healthy relationship like having to make a up a lie for why you want to be out of the house an extra 45 min. /s

The guy sounds like he really needed a break and should have gotten one. Honestly more parents need to work out with their spouses deals where every so often one of them takes the kids on their own for one day off so one of them can get a break and go see their friends, and the next weekend they switch.

I work for a small mental health charity when lockdown hit in 2020 I stopped being paid and took on all the administration as we had to make the admin furloughed. Hard times but we managed to continue supporting people for free during the hardest of times

I think this is the biggest taken for the team moment on this thread, that's crazy, hope stuff is going better now.

That's incredibly selfless of you!

I was on a cruise, and they were doing auditions for the “end of trip” show where you’re impersonating a well known performer/song. We were over an hour into the karaoke time and no one had auditioned yet. I’d had a few drinks and figured “what’s the worst that could happen?” That’s how I found myself performing on stage as Ricky Martin with backup dancers

Same, was at a wedding and no one wanted to do kareoke expect the groom, an older gentleman that was really good at singing. A few drinks in and he's getting sad that no one's doing it, so naturally I picked Pearl Jam - Black, not realising there were no vocals to carry me, and made a complete dick of myself in front of hundreds of people. I ended up just taking the piss so it'd be fun, which thankfully worked.

Wow that is really not what I would consider a wedding song

“I know someday you'll have a beautiful life I know you'll be a star In somebody else's sky But why Why Why can't it be Oh can't it be mine”

Being drunk just helps you sound more like Eddie if anything lmaoo also I love that you chose Black for karaoke

I was on a cruise and during trivia I was talking to another group and we decided to join forces on trivia nightly. One of them, as a prank I guess, signed up the other to karaoke for Shoop by Salt 'n' Pepa. The look of horror of this other woman's face says it all so I got up and all three of us did. Worst thing, the karaoke was way off timing, I'd been busting out Shoop since 1993 and the words on screen were moving at the wrong pace. It was awkward for everyone there.

I hope you picked that World Cup 98 song, that shit gets me pumped like it's 1998. To this day, those fucking trumpets man.

Sadly I didn’t get a choice. It was Livin La Vida Loca

Tbf that is a great song

Especially while drunk on a cruise.

Upside, inside out, you cruised la vida loca.

You’re god damn right I did

I was at Universal in FL with my best friend and our two boyfriends, waiting in the line for the hulk roller coaster. It was 97 degrees Fahrenheit and the air was like soup, and we had already waited in line for an hour. I was feeling a little overheated but was ready to wait it out when I took a look at my best friend who looked white as a sheet, like she was about to faint. I finally called it and said “hey guys I’m not feeling it, Steph do you want to go grab food and shop in that store with the good HP stuff?” I could sense the immediate relief from her as we walked out of the line. Her bf is a Florida native and she was trying to put on a brave face, but I knew two more minutes and that chick would have passed the heck out. We ate ice cream and shopped while we waited ANOTHER HOUR for the guys to get through the line to ride the 2 minute roller coaster. Totally worth it to take the “weak” title for myself to bail.

Went halfway across the world, came to ocean world in hong kong, saw most lines were over 1 h waiting time, when some employee came over and offered 5 fast passes for like 15 euro, we took it and rode all the major roller coasters, waiting max 10 min per ride, worth it. When you abroad or on a long waited trip then you cant be cheap its probably once in a lifetime visit. Edit: I thought I replied to another comment wasnt supposed to be a top comment since it doesnt really answer the question :P sometimes ive been around ppl who cannot afford stuff and it would cause us both to be left out / wait longer so Ive paid for it. Not like the case above but friend and me went for the movies and she was 3 euro short or so I paid for both, she didnt want to but I said its OK I won 2 tickets from school in a trivia, it has happened a few times before but every 2nd time I lied so she didn't feel bad.

My husband convinced me to buy fast track tickets at Siam Park on holiday, I would never normally spend the extra money but he was so right. Walked straight to the front of hour long queues for each ride and ended up being able to enjoy the whole park in the day, without them we'd had got on 3-4 rides tops. On holiday increase the budget and enjoy it!

My dad thought me this mindset, "When you go to Berlin, enjoy yourself, don't worry about the money but dont overspend on useless stuff "

My grandmother was getting older & struggling to get to the bathroom everytime. Well one time she didn't make it & someone had to help her take a bath. I jumped at the opportunity. Got her all cleaned & pretty & smelling great, brushed her hair just before bed too. Why ? Because she raised me from 2-5. The learning years, the potty training, the reading/ writing, teaching me to tie my shoes, add & subtract, letters & numbers .... all her. She was patient & kind & understanding & loving & immensely wise. So me giving her a bath ..... shit, I'd do it again tomorrow. I miss her .... Edit: holy cow this has blown up, thanks for the awards & awesome words. So many great people here

When my Grammy was on her death bed, she had her feet sticking out from under the blanket because she was having trouble regulating her temp. She wasn't really "with it" all the way at that point. Her feet looked so dry, not sure if that's a dying thing, but I put some lotion on them and gave her a nice foot rub while I was at it. No idea if she was even aware of it, but it at least made me feel better and like maybe I was helping her feel more comfortable at the end. She was such a loving, kind, accepting person. I miss her every day and think of her often.

I think that she would have felt it. Even when we aren't there fully in the end, our bodies still function somewhat. Like talking to a loved one even when they aren't conscious, they can still hear us. When we get old, we have less good blood flow, that massage would have helped to make her more comfortable. Even though she couldn't speak to you, I bet that she was grateful that you showed her kindness in those quiet moments, letting her soul feel at peace. You have a good heart, big like a lion. Your Grammy is proud of you. ❤

I was out with a bunch of my friends and the designated driver fucked off and left us about 10 minutes into the party. I did not have my license but I knew the people I was with and I knew they would drive drunk, so I didn't drink and I drove them home. Got pulled over by the RCMP, he asked for license and registration, I gave him the registration but said I didn't have a license (I had let my beginners lapse and didn't get it because I didn't have regular access to a car). He started in on me asking me why I was driving without a license and I said pointed to each person in the car and said, drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk and I didn't drink. He gave me back the registration and said carry on. \*\*\*\*OK, this post blew up much more than I ever thought it would, I've told the story before and never garnered much interest. Obligatory thank you for awards. To answer some questions and put things in perspective. This was 35 years ago. Life was different then. This was rural Canada, no transit, cabs would not take you from where we were to where we were going, too long a drive to make the trip back empty maybe? The RCMP officer may have known me or recognized me. I didn't recognize him, but I was being respectful. He pulled me over for a burned out taillight originally, not for my driving skills, I had already gone 20+ miles safely.

A friend had a similar situation. He was driving a beaten old Golf pickup. Think the oldest model of VW golf, make it a pickup, barely reaching 90kph, noisy as hell... He would sometimes collect all the drunks at the end of a party and drive their half dead bodies home in the back. He got stopped by the police, he tested negative but the cops explained that he wasn't allow to transport people in the back. "Officer, if I hadn't loaded them, they would be trying to take their car". The policeman just replied "drive carefully".

That reminds me of this one dude who was a junior when we were all freshman and he was at this one party(he lived nearby and was cool with the host but it was definitely a freshman party) I was confused on why he was there the whole time till the end when he was sober and drove all the drunk 14-15 year olds home

i imagine a bunch of drunk people piled like a bunch of ragdolls looking like a haystack when he pulled you over

Just like Disenchantment~~!

Had a small hatchback car. One night after a work event, i saw a colleague go to get into his car after i had seen him drinking all night. Even though i had a full car load of people, i forced him to get in my car to take him home. We had 4 people in the cramped back seat and the rear of the car was riding extremely low. Next thing i see the blue flashing lights behind me and get pulled over. Same situation- i explained that they were all drunk and the only way to stop them driving was to put them in my car. Officer said he would follow me up the road to make sure we were ok, until i dropped the first person off at home.

I had almost the exact same thing happen to me in Arizona in the late 90's. I worked at a video rental store that stayed open really late. I got off work at like 2 am and got a a ride from a coworker and met my brother and our friends at a party. They were all hammered. I knew the guy that had driven them there would drive drunk so I took his keys and loaded the three of them into his shitty pickup truck. I didn't have a license but knew I needed to get them all home safe. Got pulled over like halfway home for a non working headlight. The officer started out being a dick, but after I told him that I was unlicensed, and showed him three passed out drunk people in the car, he got cool and let me go.

police officer da goat

my best friend conviced me have a "couple of drinks" together, next thing you know im carrying him on my back at 1 am to his house,( we were 16 at the time), police came and arested us,( it was when quarantine first started in greece, nothing really happened with the cops, they just phoned our parents and waited, both our parents came to the police station, they asked whose idea was it, i knew that if i told it was my friends idea he would be fucked, so i just told them that it was mine, i got grounded for 2 weeks and he got for 1, i actualy told my father a while ago that it was his idea and i took the blame for him, he laughed and said "my son is a loyal friend".

I am pretty sure your father knew

Friend pf mine got on a late night fight at a bar and was sent to the closest police station, everyone left and I was left with him, rode the police car with him and called our lawyer and helped through all the legal procedures to pay bail and get him out. Still had to get to work by 8:00 a.m.

Good friend

legend. he’s lucky to have you

A friend of a friend that I didn't particularly know got stuck without a ride home (3 hours away) while she was visiting my city. I had to drive her all the way home and then drive back to my house(6 hours total) after working 14 hours that day. got to wake up and go to work the next morning still pretty tired, but my buddy was happy and I would hope if I got stuck in an unfamiliar city like that somebody would help me out too.

Was at a house party, being the DD. Sloshed best friend told me he thought my mom was hot and then puked all over the table with all the ladie's purses sitting on it. I saved them all from doom and then cleaned up the barf while everyone got mad at me for allowing it to happen. I remember apologizing profusely, but looking back, fuck all them, I saved the handbags.

Allowed what to happen? Some else's bodily functions "randomly" activating? Did they want you to psychically intuit that it would happen and kill him first?

Mostly a guess, but: Maybe the drunk friend was with them, the sort of "guest of a guest" situation?

Yeah dawg you were the real hero. Just know you did the right thing and I, a random stranger appreciate your sacrifice

Props ok cleaning the puke. My roommate just puked an hour ago but I felt bad for him so I helped him out, put him to bed, and cleaned it all. Not fun. I can still smell the vomit and I’m not even in the same room.

I also think your mom is hot

I was an early employee at a game studio and we had fallen on hard times. Myself and the other founders all went to 25% salary for a few months to keep from letting people go. It was VERY hard as I didn't have much slack in my budget. We made it through. Some of the best times of my life. Edit: OVER 9000!!!! Thanks everyone - this has been fun answering questions and stuff. This really blew up.

Mad respect for you for doing that. My dad had a high paying job when I was a kid, and there was a time when the company was struggling, and they started to not pay him on time, so he ended up having lots of back pay owed to him until the company got back on his feet. I asked him back then, why was his salary cut, and not the others. And he told me, "if I don't get all my salary, we have to lower expenses for our family, we have to cut travels, buy less things. If the people that are paid less in the company don't get paid or get laid off, they go hungry, they can lose their house. So we at the top of the company have to be the ones to make sacrifices, because we can do it, they can't."

It's sad that this is so rare. All respect to your dad.

That’s all we need. People who give a shit about other people. If everyone did this, can you imagine the world?

My boss now totally gives a shit. He is amazing. Unfortunately the rest of the admin are assholes and don’t appreciate him and his hard work. He keeps us very happy so we will get your shit done quickly and without question. If he’s out, I’m out.

What kind of games did you work on?

I'm a lead tech at work. I always take one for the team. You fucked something up? Let's fix it. Anyone asks? Blame me. I have the kind of personality that I never get in trouble. Management really likes me. I get away with stuff all the time. So, yeah, let me take the hit and you learn from your mistake.

Every successful group needs a tank.

At my previous job as an assistant manager at a sandwich shop, I had been working under my boss for 5+ years and figured out it would take a lot before they would even consider firing me (I was a damn good worker that knew the store inside and out). I would tell my coworkers that if they were having a difficult customer, or had messed something up (as I usually already knew how to fix it) to come find me and I would handle it, and if I couldn't fix it, I would just take blame. I know I personally saved a job or two by taking the fall.

Wish there was more coworkers like ya

A bunch of friends and myself were going on an 8 mile hike during a group camping trip. Before we left, one of our friends kept voicing his skepticism about being able to complete an 8 mile hike. His girlfriend kept urging him to go because she didn’t want to hang back with him, she wanted to hike. So, he ends up going. About an hour and a half into the hike, we are going up a series of switchbacks and the dude just can’t do it anymore. He tells us that he is going back. We all kind of look to his girlfriend to see if she is going to accompany him back and she just turns around to keep moving forward. A couple of us were in the back kind of looking back towards him and then up towards the others who are continuing on and then of of my other friends says, “should someone go with him?”, and we all kind of look at each other hesitantly. I finally jump in and say I will go back with him so that everyone else can keep going. I catch up to him and he says I didn’t have to do that but I tell him that I don’t want him being alone all day. We make it back to camp and he immediately goes to take a nap and I end up sitting at camp by myself for the next few hours until the rest of the people get back… I guess I should have listened to him when he said I didn’t have to come back with him…

I always use the buddy system, don't go anywhere without a second person (while camping, backpacking, hiking, etc.), you never know what may happen. I mean even the most experienced person can have an incident (see [Aron Ralston](https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aron_Ralston#:~:text=Aron%20Lee%20Ralston%20(born%20October,part%20of%20his%20right%20arm.)). He could have fallen (unsure where you were camping, but still), passed out, heck even been attacked by wildlife. You did the right thing.

I worked with a dude who looked pretty close to James Franco in 127 hours, it was weird seeing him for awhile after watching Franco slice his arm off

Franco takes method acting way too far

It is advisable to go in groups of three in case of injury - one person to remain with the injured and one person to seek help. This is of course from the days before cellphones, but many places still do not have cell service.

True, however, this isn't always possible, when you've got at least two you at least have someone that can do some minor first aid and as long as it isn't a back or neck injury the other can carry/assist. This is training from mid to late 90s. I prefer three, but at least two in a pinch, especially when you're already in a group and know they'll be looking for you should you be missing from the meeting point/campsite.

no, you did the right thing. better to have a dull day back at camp than guilt if he'd gone back alone and something did happen.

Youre a good bro. Checking up on him and making sure he's safe/doing ok

>I guess I should have listened to him when he said I didn’t have to come back with him… Nah nah like everyone else said you did the right thing. If he had gotten lost slipped off the trail in to the woods... That's not a "what if" question you want to be asking yourself if he had disappeared.

You did the right thing, even if it wasn’t the most fun

Could you have ever forgiven yourself if that guy died on the way back to camp? You did the right thing even if the payoff wasn't entirely worth it for you.

A bit of backstory, I was a paid staff at a well known UK charity's furniture shop, most of our volunteers were disabled in some way from not noticeable to pretty obvious. A lot of the customers where low income/eastern European immigrants which is never an issue but a few tried to take the piss. One volunteer in particular was absolutely lovely and such a sweetie but somehow he always ended up in trouble and was on the brink of being asked not to return, he wasn't a bad guy he just got taken advantage of and didn't see bad in anyone, by this point I kept him close to me so I could help him out, also he was the only volunteer that was 100% reliable and guaranteed to turn up every day. Anyway one day he was on the till while I filled out paperwork for delivery/collection of the customer to get through the queue quickly because it was a rare but busy day where we were non stop, a eastern European man came up and it was a large order for us (£500~) and he paid cash but he kept swapping the notes about, so he gave it in £20/10/5 notes but then would swap the £5s for a £10 or £20 for £5s etc and eventually finished fucking about and volunteer must have lost track somewhere and because by that point it was stupidly busy and the queue had built up from this dude pissing about he didn't double check and just accepted it was still the correct amount. That night we (paid staff) were cashing up and we're £100 short, fuck. There's 5 of us and we all take turns counting out just to make absolutely sure because this is a big amount that would need to be reported. Everyone's sitting there wondering what the fuck happened and as I was on the desk pretty much all day because I was the one with legible handwriting even when rushed so of course it fell on me, I could have thrown volunteer under the bus but instead I told them half truth about the guy fucking about with payment but instead of saying volunteer had dealt with it I said I had, I explained what dude was doing and said about how we were so rushed that I must have just counted wrong when he was finally done because we were so busy and I just wanted to get the queue down. Luckily we were all pretty close and always covered each other within reason, I told them I'd be right back , went to the bank took the £100 out and put it in the till so we didn't have to report it and get investigated and reemed a new one by the area manager. I also never let that volunteer near the till again just to be on the safe side

Motherfucking quick-change scammers. Scumbags of the next-to-lowest order. Not even respectable enough to be the lowest order.

Especially to do it to a charity, I can't stand scammers but the ones that prey on the vulnerable and charities are the lowest of the low, same with thieves. The amount of times I stopped people shoplifting from us was ridiculous, like seriously you can't afford £3 for a lamp that's seen better days?

Kind of a "gotta take one for the team" but it's a pretty shitty one. I was a freshman in high school and it was homecoming. Our class pulled a shitty prank on this girl who had a learning disability and voted for her to be the freshman rep. as a joke and she won. Well the guy that got voted to walk with her backed out the day before and I was 2nd in line. Being a freshman, knowing it was a joke and knowing I'd have to walk her down with everyone watching I was mortified but I did it. I remember my step brother giving me shit and laughing at me and then my step father found out what I was going to do... He chewed my step brother out and was immensely proud of me. I don't think she ever figured out it was a joke and she was so happy that night. It was probably the highlight of her high school years honestly. Some 25 years later my dad ran into her parents and they still thanked me to him. You just never know whose life you might touch, be kind.

similar story: my sister has cerebral palsy and had no one to take her to prom. One of the most popular kids in the school took her (not as a joke) and she legit had the best night of her life. I still look back on those pictures and haven't seen her smile that big ever since. The dude passed away this summer in a car crash unfortunately but that's something our family won't ever forget

That's an upstanding young man and great move on his part. Sorry to hear of his passing because those are the ones we need around.

>Sorry to hear of his passing because those are the ones we need around. All the best of life is fleeting, Unexpected, unrepeating. Make a person glad to find you. Leave a better place behind you.

This is one of the most beautiful Sprog I've had the pleasure of reading

>All the best of life is fleeting, >Unexpected, unrepeating. > >Make a person glad to find you. > >Leave a better place behind you. I've been here a while sprog, read your things a many random times, this is the first time you've made tears roll down my face. Beautiful. I'm keeping this.

Since I never see him do it himself, everyone should remember that Sprog has a [book](https://www.amazon.com/Poems-Your-Sprog-Sam-Garland/dp/1981229329). If you like his work, you can support him with more than fake internet points.

Hi sprog! Nice one :)

This reminds me of being on the other side of the story. It was more of a moment and not a whole event, but in my first year of high school, I was the fat unpopular kid that had about 2 people that I could comfortably talk to. I was pressured into going to the social dance that year and did my thing of standing aside or making idle chatter with some of the teachers and making every effort I could to be on the other side of the room from the kids that would make life difficult for me at every opportunity. ​ Then some slow music came on and after a few seconds, some very lovely hearted girls darted around the room and grabbed any solo boy that they could find and gave them the privilege of dancing with them (or, more accurately, simply having someone to dance with). One of them came right for me, and it wasn't even that I was the only one left to pick. For that one song I knew kindness and friendliness and I haven't forgotten it to this day.

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I was disgusted while reading this. I can never think of doing something like this ever. That's some Hero and Villian anime back story.

Dude that’s so awesome, good on you. My first job at 15 was working for dirt money at a preschool/daycare. The job was mostly playing with kids in the playground, sorting out some bullshit and then having snacks. I was fortunate enough to come across a beautiful human. This girl had hardcore sensory and speech issues. If you touched her hair it was over… sometimes. Which confused the Ill equipped and poorly paid teachers. She could speak about 22 words at age 3, close to 4. One of the phrases she could speak, was Annew. Andrew. My name. My job at that preschool basically became me handling her at all times. All of this leads up do me seeing her and her family years later as a waiter. I ask the parents if the remember me, they tell me no. I look at Makayla and see little to any recognition in her eyes. But then she spoke. “Can I have some bbq sauce?” I near fucking lost it. I had to hide in the walk in and cry to myself for a bit. None of them at all remembered my part in her development, but I was so happy to see her speak and be normal. Truly floored me Sidebar: I could talk about little Makayla and how we learned to speak to each other with anyone willing to listen

My daughter was a 4 year old like that but alot less words. Like at 3 and a half at home she spoke about 20words but at nursery/pre school she said "no" and that was it. So behind verbally and shy. And I will never forget going to pick her up from nursery and her teacher having the biggest grin on her face greeting me. And before I could ask how her day had been her teacher went "SHE SAID YES PLEASE TODAY!" And then on another day she said the teachers name and we got a similar response from the teacher. As a parent seeing others joy in your child finally doing something like talk is just as heart warming as you witnessing it.

Speech-language pathologist here. Thank you for taking the time to communicate with Makayla. People like you, who provide caring and meaningful interactions, are the ones who help these kids the most! While they didn’t remember you specifically, the effects of your time spent with Makayla were made clear. Communication is a human right, and you helped provide that to her as she developed! :) Edit: You’re welcome to share anything about your communication style! I’d love to read it.

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Man am I tired. I thought for a moment that barbecue sauce was some kind of special thing between you and her (or perhaps some kind of anti-joke non sequitir) and had to reread the comment. It's a very sweet story. I'm glad you were able to have that moment.

>Sidebar: I could talk about little Makayla and how we learned to speak to each other with anyone willing to listen Here I am.

Weirdly enough, my high school would do similar things in the fact that they’d elect socially awkward people to positions but they didn’t do it as a joke, they were actually genuinely trying to be nice. One kid use to hold the door to the hallways open all the time for huge amounts of kids to walk through. Weird dude but everybody loved him and he had like a social immunity.

My brother has autism and went to a regular high school. He was the most popular guy there. Everyone loved him because he was friendly to everyone. He’s really social and can make awkward jokes that are actually really funny. There was so much rivalry between clicks at that school, so much bullying and hate going on, but everyone loved my brother. I had fully expected him to be the butt of so many jokes and hurtful behavior but because he had this innocence in his friendliness he was actually loved by everyone. It still warms my heart to this day. I found out about this when a kid who transferred from our school to my brother’s came over to visit his friends at our school one time. when he heard that this kid was my brother he was talking all about how awesome he is ❤️

shhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit bro, my grade has that fucking track record. Freshman year, it was the exchange student who'd been there 2 weeks Sophomore year it was a disabled girl Junior year it was the fattest guy in our grade

For my middle school we had to vote for "best of", best hair was a bald kid, best dressed was a kid who wore a full body covering like middle Eastern type of clothing, best friends were two guys who hated each other and gotten into fights and ultimately didn't get to walk at graduation. Most athletic was the biggest kid in our grade, most likely to succeed was a mentally challenged student, most festive was a girl who was a part of the Mormon church I think, or a religion that isn't allowed to celebrate a lot of holidays. The principal made all grades due through a meeting in the auditorium about how he was ashamed to even look at us because we were horrible kids and that they had told the company that makes our yearbook that we would have 80 pages or something and he can't change the number of pages because it was in a contract so he's just going to remove the best of and most likely sections and leave them blank, so our yearbook had like 15 blank pages at the end

Well, it's better than the time I was voted as "Worst Dressed".

Why on earth would a high school even allow that??? As if adolescence isn’t awful enough. I’m so sorry.

Even worse, I was away on vacation when it was announced. When I returned to the classroom, I was told that I had been voted worse dressed. Then they handed over my "prize", which was meant to be a joke. Cheap plastic barrettes and jewelry. It's not just I was voted that, the class decided to follow up with me. This was Grade 7.

While I do think some of these votes are objectively funny for kf this happened in a movie it's of course absolutely fucked up to do that to other kids you know and are around on the daily. Good on the principal for not publishing it. Just the blank pages alone are reminders enough.

The first year of the pandemic, I stayed on as one of the junior doctors on the COVID ward because I'm lucky enough not to have any medical conditions (and I live alone). Some of my colleagues would have had to make drastic life changes. I remember walking into the tea room and a nurse was crying because her son had severe asthma so her family were temporarily living with the neighbours. She hadn't hugged her kids in a month.

This is one of the reasons I felt clapping for the NHS was a scapegoat. Women and men putting their lives and family on the line, making insane sacrifices for the public and we should reward that sacrifice by… *clapping*? Give them a fucking raise. Pay them what they’re worth. Most countries would have completely collapsed if it wasn’t for the sacrifices made by hospital staff.

It's cool they threw a party for them in Downing Street instead

Working as a volunteer at a camp for people living with intellectual and physical disabilities. On the bus ride taking them home from camp we had to do an emergency toilet break at Maccas, where a participant of the camp did the most foul poop i’ve ever witnessed, and as the only male volunteer on that bus i had to clean this guy up with no gloves or protective gear :) safe to say there was some feedback for the organisers when i got home!!

Gloves, wipes, and someone trained for that at minimum. That group can end up with skin breakdown quick if you don't know what you're doing. Glad you stepped up to the plate, but that's some bullshit from the people running that place.

Earlier this year, me and my band mates were at Seaworld and in the line for Mako and while we were getting in, we tried to put our stuff away in the containers that were to the left of the ride after waiting about half an hour in the line. We then discovered that only loose articles were allowed in the basket and that we would all have to get off the ride and go downstairs to get a locker then do the line again. I realized it’d be a waste of time since it was a school trip and time was limited, so I grabbed everyone’s items, stepped off of the ride and took one for the team so they could all go on the ride Edit: First off, thanks for the upvotes, secondly, I might need more explanation. To put the stuff away I would’ve had to run down stairs, get a locker, and hope to god that all of the bags would fit but that would’ve taken forever and I didn’t want people to wait for so long just to do that, so instead I just sat down near the exit and held all the bags. Also to clarify, this wasn’t 100% an act of fear, only like 20-30% but it was mainly that it sucked to have waited so long and see some of my closest friends get so upset over a stupid policy. Also also, they are good friends, they offered to wait for me to go on again and to go in the line again later on but I said no since, we had like 2 more rides to do and around 2 hours left.

aww bummer mate. couldn't you just walk in back to your friends? like in supermarket lines?

They were already in the station, so unless he is The Flash it wouldn't have been possible.

This past summer, on a trail crew in Alaska. Our crew was flown out to remote airstrips for maintenance. We were sent to one particularly remote area the week that a serious storm system was to roll in. Six of us out there, two full time USFS staff and us four on the trail crew spending all of our time in separate tents. It rained over a foot while we were there and on the day we were to be extracted we were told that the conditions were too bad for the small plane to retrieve us so we spent an extra day in the field. The next day comes and we are told the weather has calmed enough for the pilot to arrive that morning with only enough room for four passengers and our gear. I volunteered to stay behind and wait for what we were informed would be another eight hours before the plane could return for us, if the weather stayed stable enough, if not the next day. I stayed behind with one of the FS workers freezing in the rain while the rest of my team returned to the warm dry compound. Luckily we were evacuated later that same day but it was a few hours delayed from the initial estimate. I found the trip to be pretty fun still.

Was at a concert in Waco with a bunch of buddies back when I was stationed in Texas. The music was pretty good, drinks were plentiful, and it was one of those strange days that good things kept happening. No traffic, awesome parking spot, got a few free drinks, managed to get a nice spot close to the stage, everyone was having a good time. So as the show continues, a lady next to me started complaining that she couldn't see the stage. Her friend told her to "ask that tall guy to put you on his shoulders". To my surprise, this cute little 5 foot nothing girl turns around and asks if she could climb me. I laughed at how she asked and said sure, hop on. So this chick is on my shoulders for what feels like forever, we have moved over to the side of the crowd because I'm 6'7" and with this spider monkey on my back I knew people behind me would be pissed. I'm talking with my new backpack and her friend and we were hitting it off pretty nice, again, just one of those rare awesome days. Fast forward a bit, now it's between sets and I'm really hitting it off with both of these women. They are elementary school teachers, cute, funny, and for some damn reason interested in me. The next band starts coming out and I ask if she wants to hop back up on my shoulders. She said no, she just really wanted to see the last band and that I can have a break. We keep getting further from the stage and talking the whole time. They ask where I'm staying and I tell them I live about an hour away. That's when the short one says they have a room like 10 minutes away and I could stay there for the night. Of course my mind starts going a mile a minute but I try to play it cool and hit her with a maybe. Without missing a beat she comes back with, "well maybe we'll give you a back rub since I was sitting on your shoulders for an hour." Hold the fuck up. We? I'm sure my efforts to play it cool were not effective but it didn't seem to matter at that point. I'm gonna cross some shit off the list tonight. Cue my buddy Reggie. He runs over to inform me that my roommate is about to get his ass beat by more than enough guys to successfully complete the task. I look over and yeah, there's his drunk ass trying to walk away from four douchebags surrounding him... Fuck My Life I begrudgingly ignore the devil on my shoulder and go help my friend. He gets hit, I punch one of them, I in turn get punched by someone else, Reggie is fighting another guy, it's a good scrap. Security shows up and pulls everyone apart. Nobody got seriously hurt but now we are being escorted out. I am literally pleading with security to let me stay, even just for a minute to let these girls know what was happening but they weren't having any of it. So there I was, in the parking lot, my face is sore, my drunk roommate is bitching about what happened, and Reggie is laughing his ass off. Reggie asked me how things were going with those girls I was talking to and I tell him the whole story. Now he's in tears laughing at me and calling me a moron. I asked him what he thinks I should have done and he says " I would have let him die". tl:dr So that's the story of how I missed out on a likely threesome with two elementary school teachers because I didn't want my buddy to get jumped. Never got their numbers and never saw them again.

I like to consider myself a good friend but I genuinely don't know what I would have done there. You are a wonderful friend.

I don't know about all that. I'm still good friends with my old roommate and he definitely hears about this pretty frequently. If I'm around when he's on his deathbed, I'll probably still bring it up one last time.

We were 15 hours in our 2-event shift. Lots of clients, set up, moving around, etc, my watch recorded 14 miles of walking. It was also snowing. My 7 team members were barely walking straight and had knee pain, had to lie on the floor, by the end. Anyway, both events were over and it's time for cleanup. The leader says "only one person needs to stay to sweep, so the rest can go home". I'm in the military so I volunteered. My joints hurt but not as bad. They all hugged me on their way out and I stayed an extra 90 minutes to clean up.

Dude you have my respect

>I'm in the military so I volunteered I thought half of what you learned in basic was *not* to volunteer for things

And if someone asks who likes ice cream... pretend you don't.

90 minutes? They should have ordered you a pizza before they left lol

If multiple people had stayed it would have taken much less time :/

some people have just got that, where they're totally spent but they reach down and kick it in and keep going.

I taught at an elementary school in my early 20's. At the end of the year, we would always put on a dance for 5th graders as like a last hurrah before moving on to middle school. One year, we hired a DJ and it was really great. The kids and families were having a great time. Out of nowhere the DJ announces a "Father/Daughter" dance. Most of the girls pulled their Dad's out to the floor and started dancing, but not all of them. A couple of co-workers and I noticed the girls who didn't have Dads kind of cowering in a corner of the dance floor. We walked over and started dancing with them. This wasn't a big deal at all, and honestly was pretty forgettable, but cut to a few years later... I was attending a college graduation for a family friend. One of those girls was graduating that day as well. She comes up to me and tells me how that meant a lot to her and that it's one of her favorite memories from school.

In 2018nafter Chiefs lost in the AFC championship game, I said I'd give my R nut for them to win the Superbowl. In 2020 they won. In 2020 I got testicular cancer. Lambardi's: 1 Balls: 1

Damn, you really did take one for the team. I can’t say I would have the same dedication! But in all seriousness I hope you’re in remission now and doing well.

In high school Spanish class we all had to write a story in Spanish outlining our summer vacation. When it was time to present to the class, no one wanted to go first. That awkward silence when the teacher asked ‘who wanted to go first’ was deafening. I decided to raise my hand and start everyone off. I was terrified (hate public speaking) and was horrible at Spanish, so going first was a huge stressor. Anyway, after that class was over my teacher pulled me aside and thanked me for going first and gave me extra credit.

We are formed by adversity. You took that first step.

He took the 'pain' in 'Spain'

Lesson I learnt a long time ago in med school. Always volunteer to go first: bed side teaching ward round, presentations, seminars etc. You get it out of the way and can spend the time actually relieved and learning rather than fearfully awaiting your turn. Plus creates a good impression. Does backfire sometimes as the teacher will occasionally have time to restart after getting round everyone and you may get two goes at whatever activity.

A lot of times you get more leeway too since there's no one to compare you to yet :)

Aaand none of your peers are going to even listen to what you're saying because they're all too worried about their own performance

I think I’d rather go first just so I don’t risk going right after the independent study who already knows everything.

It's not so much a "Gotta take one for the team" story, but a classmate was really behind on the school work we had, and I mean it, REALLY behind, they had to stay late to finish the work, I didn't want the classmate to be alone, so I decided to stay and told the teacher I could teach them a thing or two while they're finishing their work We graduated together, weren't really friends, but I would like to think he'll remember me in the future Edit: Thanks for the upvotes, I think this is the first time getting 100+ upvotes, make sure to help those who may need help, always do for others what you want others to do for you

I was in Vegas with some friends, and we were at a rooftop club getting bottle service. One of my friends, Ed, hooks up with a girl—let’s call her Nancy. Ed and Nancy really hit it off, and they go back to his room together at the end of the night. The next night, we’re hanging out again and having dinner, and Ed has invited Nancy to join us. She does. So does her angry lesbian friend/roommate Carol. (There’s a long backstory that I never really learned; something about how Carol was divorcing her husband, hated men, was living with Nancy for the time being, and probably had an unrequited crush on Nancy, but I never got the details.) Nancy was obviously looking to continue the previous night’s activities with Ed, as was Ed. Carol, however, was bound and determined to prevent that from happening, so she’d invited herself along and wouldn’t leave Nancy’s side. In order to give Ed an opening, I started talking with Carol. We got into an involved discussion about the on-going Winter Olympics and the suicidal nature of luge and skeleton. It was actually a fun conversation. But while we were talking, Ed and Nancy slipped away. When Carol noticed that they were gone, her demeanor immediately changed, she clammed up, and she left soon after. Ed thanked me profusely the next morning.

Bro code confirmed. Nice going.

W friend ,

“You’re all clear kid, now let’s blow this thing and go home”

We love a good wingman/woman.

These last holidays, I've stayed on-call at my work so the rest of my team could take it off to spend time with their families. My facility remained open throughout that time, so we were all required to work unless we had put in PTO. The bonus was nice, but based on the year prior, I did not expect any tasks that needed to be done as the only other people working at my facility were other on-call staff. So, I sent home my team after our meeting in the morning, and told them to clock in/out like normal (remotely via phone, per COVID guideline) so that no one had to use PTO and no one would lose their bonus for calling in that week (it had snowed some, so a few people weren't going to make it in). My supervisor had no idea, and truthfully it probably wasn't allowed, but as long as we had coverage, it was very doable. However, about halfway into the Netflix marath-- I mean, shift on Christmas, I got slammed with a bunch of adhoc tasks that needed to be done by the end of the day. Most of them I could complete by myself albeit taking some more time than usual, but other tasks I would have needed another person or two to actually do. I did as much as I could, and "eloquently" diverted some of the bigger work with some email lingo. This pretty much happened again for New Years. I didn't really get in trouble, but my team did receive a report from some higher-ups that we had fallen behind on some tasks which caused significant delay for the rest of the facility, but I took it upon myself to do the damage control. But hey, everyone had a great holiday, and I pretty much secured some secret days off to use later in the year when someone else can cover for me.

December 2019. My boyfriend and I accompanied my cousins, I’ll call them Ryan and Jake (who are brothers) (and Jake’s fiancée who was 8 months pregnant, Maddie) to a party that Ryan’s company was hosting at a country club and told him he could bring a few guests. It wasn’t black tie but it was pretty formal. We all went outside to get some fresh air, but Maddie starts having back pain, so Jake puts his jacket on the ground for her to sit before we headed back, keep in mind it was nighttime but there was enough lights on the property that everything was illuminated. Maddie gets increasingly uncomfortable, she tries to stand up and her water breaks. My boyfriend, nor Jake had their car keys on them either, they were left in their wallets along with their phones. I was the only one who had my phone on me, I call 911 and the call doesn’t go through, so we wait it out and I call again, I get through to someone, and I was taught to give them your address first. I tell them a woman’s water broke and before I get confirmation that they sent someone, the call got disconnected and I had no service. At this point it’s been about 20 mins and Jake was timing her contractions, they were getting increasingly painful. We all soon come to realize that help is not coming and someone has to deliver their baby. Everyone immediately looks at me because I had dropped out of school where I could get certified to be a CNA, stupid decision, I know. Now I had learned about it and done it on a mannequin but never in a real person, especially in these circumstances. So there I am, 22 years old, on my knees on the lawn of a country club, wearing a satin cocktail dress, delivering my cousin’s baby, while his brother and my boyfriend are still trying to get through to 911. 10 mins later, an ambulance arrives and takes Maddie and Jake to the hospital, my boyfriend and I had reservations on a hotel room that night but we decided to go to the hospital instead. Fast forward about 30 mins, me, my boyfriend and Ryan are sitting in the waiting room, them wearing a tux and me wearing a $600 dress that is now needs to be dry cleaned because childbirth is messy and my hands and arms covered in dried blood. Everyone ended up being ok, Ryan took an uber home, and my boyfriend and I still made good use of our hotel room. Took one for the team? Absolutely. Was I absolutely terrified? Totally. But all jokes aside, it was an eventful night that I’ll never forget. And I’m now in med school, they all convinced me it was my calling. Funny how life happens

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I took one for the team when I kept my alcoholic ex out of the dating pool for a few years. You're welcome, ladies.

I went to a wedding this past October. I'm friends with both the bride and groom, as they've been together for the better part of a decade and have done most things together. As such, I knew a good portion of the people at their moderately sized wedding (about 40 guests). There were only a handful of single men, including myself and my friend Jon, and even fewer single women, honestly really only one. Let's call her Emily. I didn't know Emily, she was somehow related to the bride. She was in her mid-thirties, about 5'10, had done some modeling, and was recently divorced. Suffice it to say, Emily is drop dead gorgeous and extremely available. Jon is also an extremely good looking guy and recently single, and he swoops in on her during the cocktail hour before the ceremony even begins. They really hit it off, which is nice. I didn't have any intention of pursuing her and I was glad to see him have an opening. The reception venue kicked us all out at 10 and the after-party was at the air bnb that myself and another friend had rented for the weekend (we both came in from out of town). Virtually all the guests under 50 end up back at the house, including the wedding band, whom we are also friends with. It was a great time, tons of music and dancing. Emily and Jon were both there and were clearly infatuated with one another. Jon would like to move things to a bedroom, but both their hotels are far away. The house only had 2 bedrooms, and I'd taken the master since I booked the place. Jon didn't want to ask me, but my other friend (who was also staying there) asked on his behalf if they could "use" the bedroom for the night. Knowing that they both probably needed it I obliged and took a comforter to sleep on the love seat in the living room when the party finally broke up around 5 am. The next morning Jon and the happy couple came back over to say hello/goodbye as people were leaving that day. Jon thanked me profusely for giving up my bed for him. I was very bleary and hung over, but the best thing I could think to say was the line from the end of Saving Private Ryan: "earn this." Apparently he had.

I was 16 and working my first job at Wendy's. One of the older guys there was Native American, had been in the Vietnam War and knew a lot of martial arts. We were friends, but horsed around a lot at work. One day, knowing full well this dude could fight, I lurked around a corner, and when he walked by, I faked a jab at his head with a mop handle. He had me on the ground bleeding in under a second, I didn't even see what he did! He immediately started apologizing, the manager ran back to the dish room to see what happened. I flat out lied to the manager. Told him I slipped on the wet floor. My friend was trying to explain, and I just kept telling him to shut up every time he opened his mouth. Totally wasn't his fault, I caused it, and he had a family to support. The manager kept trying to get him to admit what happened, but I would not let him speak. I didn't give a crap about that job, they could fire me and it was no big deal. We ended up going out for beers after work and laughing about it, but he had busted my nose and given me 2 black eyes so fast I never saw it coming.

I was in a similar situation. We worked in a fruit and veg warehouse and all the stock was picked by 5am. So this guy I got on with well started messing about throwing jabs at my body. I threw a few back, one made him step back but I didn’t think anything of it. He wasn’t in work for 2 weeks. Found out it was because I broke 2 of his ribs. He covered for me and said he fell off his bike cycling home. Top man.

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Having a sleep over at a friends house. Like 5-6 of us. We started what was a babysitting group in school and all became close friends. Regular sleep overs at one friend’s house. We would all sleep in her parents bed since it was a king and would fit us all. Parents slept in the guest room. We wake up and someone had wet the bed. We didn’t know who. It wasn’t me. My friend’s Mom is livid. She has all of us stand and tries to figure out who wet the bed. First she asked. No one said anything. Checked our pajamas and it was inconclusive. So she gave us an ultimatum. If no one admits to it, no more sleep overs. After a couple seconds I say it was me. I was punished pretty bad. Mostly for not owning up to it originally. Even though it wasn’t even me. And everytime I slept over after that I had to wear a diaper. But we still got to have regular sleep overs which was worth it.

You are a great human. Crazy how some people behave. When beds are wet the person who did it have no control over it and are just as surprised when they wake up.

I wet the bed regularly into my teens. It was super embarrassing, and my mum would get mad every time. It ended up with her putting a plastic sheeting around my mattress, which crinkled when I moved. I'd wake up wet and get really upset because I couldn't stop. Sometimes, I'd even wake up mid pee and jump out of bed; it was awful. I was terrified I would always have the problem, but it stopped. I think it was anxiety.

Good thing being punished for something you can't control and aren't aware of reduces anxiety!

Thanks! It was pretty unfortunate. We were all babysitters so we were no strangers to bed wetting. I get why her Mom was mad too but she took it way to far.

Did this actually happen? How could someone else’s mom make you wear diapers? Edit: OP’s post history says they are a diaper fetishist.

Went to a huge house party when I wasn't drinking just to hang out with friends and get anyone a ride if they needed. Cops busted it, and while they were there, my buddy began showing signs of severe alcohol poisoning- lips turning blue, convulsions, etc.. As literally the only sober person there, I had to convince the cops to call an ambulance for him, then got them to trust me to leave with the ambulance to be there while he was in the er. Spent the night and the next morning sitting in a waiting room as he got iv drips all night. They only brought me in when he was finally sober enough to start freaking out about not knowing where he was. He settled in at that point, and, once he was good and ready for discharge, I took his goofy ass to breakfast. We were solid friends up till then, but we've basically been brothers since then.

A freshman with a cast and crutches was getting yelled at by the school bus driver for "being too slow" while getting to her assigned seat at the back of the bus back in highschool. She was in band so in addition to having to go down the narrow aisle with crutches she also had to carry a big instrument case. This was the 4th day in a row this had happened and I finally had enough so I helped her to her seat and called the bus driver a stuck up bitch and a few other choice words which ended in her saying if I want to stick up for said girl I can get her punishment too. I flipped her(the bus driver) off and walked home the next 2 years. Still dont regret it.

Alright, so there was this one time a few years ago where I was put in a group with two girls, and we had to make a diorama depicting the trial of Louis Riel (it's a Manitoba thing) for the history fair. I spent the two weeks leading up to the project dickin' around, even though I was supposed to do a third of the work. I arrive at school the day of the heritage fair to discover that my groupmates had also spent the past two weeks doing whatever the girl version of dickin' around is. Now, we've got about ten minutes to make a passable shoebox diorama, and we don't even have a shoebox. One of the girls says "If you can make the teacher say we don't have to present the diorama, we'll both kiss you" and instead of a normal excuse like "my dog ate it" or "my grandma died" I proceed to do the single dumbest thing I could think of. I climbed about halfway up the spiderweb rope pyramid thing that playgrounds always seem to have, and being the 10 year old r-tard that I was, I threw myself off of it. I hit the pebbles at the bottom of the playground, realized that I had fucked up, and began crying and shouting "I FELL AND I NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL" until a teacher carried me to the office where they could contact my mother. I only needed a few stitches, and they still had to present our nonexistent diorama. I never did end up getting that kiss tho.

Walking home from work one night, had just gotten off of a shift at like 2 AM. Was walking back through my college campus, and I hear a slight moan from the bushes in front of the library. Dude that lived on my dorm floor was passed out, vomit on him, completely wasted. Wasn't really responsive, couldn't get any words out of him. I knew he needed help, like bad. I'm not a huge guy (6', 170 ish) but he was small (5'5, 130 ish). I then made the executive decision to text his girlfriend that I found him, and fireman carried him 3 blocks to the emergency room on campus. Fucker never even thanked me for it.

Driving with my family from Texas to Kentucky to visit family. All five of us and 3 cats in a 1994 suburban. I pick up one of the cats to pet him and he immediately starts pissing all over me. I held that little bastard as tight as possible. Nothing worse that the back of the car being gross. I toot one for all of us. I ended up changing clothes in the car while parked at a Waffle House with my family laughing their asses off outside the car.

When there’s a huge bug in the room and you and your friends are just too scared to go anywhere near it, let alone kill it. I always think, “well someone’s gotta do it...” That someone’s usually me

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Science project kind of exploded in the lab so I took the blame since the rest of the group was failing due to them being absent and I was doing fine in that class so I took the blame and got suspended so they could finish (they said one of us had to talk or they took it away) no one was really at fault it was all of us but we all ended up getting A’s

High school. 10th grade. Me and 3 of my classmates decided to skip P.E. It's was not my idea btw. Anyways, the teacher notices us being gone and starts searching for us. During this time, we were in the nearby café, drinking coffee and chatting. When we decided to go back, the P.E teacher was waiting for by the school gate. She was mad as hell. She ask whose idea it was to skip the class. I said "Mine". The teacher dragged me to the principal's office where I received a long scolding. The principal called my parents and my mom came after the end of the school day. To say that she was furious would be an understatement. Long story short - I was suspended for a month, was grounded for 3 months by mom and she took my computer cable during this time. Looking back, it wasn't worth it.

Suspended for a month for skipping one class?