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20 bartenders share the craziest things that have happened at work.

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Bartenders have seen it all: the best of people, the worst of people, and everything weird that goes in between.

While most long-time bartenders have a slew of stories to pull out among friends, there's always one that tops the rest. Sometimes it's a customer who is so far-gone they enter another realm of behavior, other times it's a chain of events that feel near cartoonish, whatever the details, wild bar stories are abundant and legendary.

In a popular Reddit thread, bartenders shared their craziest stories on the job, and it's a huge reminder to tip big when drinking.

1. From OP:

I will start. I tend bar at an Irish Bar in MN. I like to work week nights because they aren't as busy as weekends but I still make plenty of dough. Anyway, this was a Monday night, it was late in the evening so I was the only employee left working. The manager and other servers had gone home and I was left alone with 8-10 of my regulars. In walked a young man who had clearly been over-served somewhere else. He sat down and tried to order a drink but couldn't articulate what he wanted. I told him that all I was giving him tonight was water.

He was actually really cool about this and drank a few glasses while he sat at the bar. After a while he asked if he could have a drink now? (kinda reminded me of a young child asking for a treat). I told him no and he said "that's cool, I am just gonna go home." I asked if he was driving and he said "Yep." I told him I couldn't let him drive and that I would call him a cab. He said that was stupid and he could drive home fine. I told him that if he got in the car I was obligated to call the police. He snapped! He said "You want to call the cops? Sh*t, I'll call the cops myself!" He proceeded to dial 911 and hand me his cell phone.

I spoke with the dispatch and explained what was going on (she actually laughed). While I was talking to the 911 dispatcher, the young man realized what was going on and started asking for his phone back. I hung up with the dispatch and tried to keep the young man in the bar till the police arrived. He was getting very angry and so I finally gave him his phone back and he ran out of the bar and climbed into his car, peeling out of the parking lot and through two red lights. Two seconds later 4 squad cars came flying down the street and proceeded to pull him over.

Kid calls cops on himself, gets DUI.

2. From CEverii:

I was bartending at this German Sports bar in the late afternoon/early evening when two of my regulars came in. After a few rounds one of the men says he's going to take a smoke and for his friend to watch his things.

The guy gets up from his chair, takes a few steps patting down his pockets and realizes he forgot his smokes. While still walking toward the door, he says "Hey "Cleetus", throw me a cig." His friend opens his pack, and without looking chucks it in the direction of his friend walking toward the door.

At that exact moment, he spun around, and the cigarette landed straight in his mouth, in smoking position. He continued to turn back to face the door then stopped dead in his tracks, realizing what had just happened. We all then continued to freak out and realize that will never happen again in a million years.

3. From Snowman_Assassin:

Mine's from an Irish Pub too, in CA. I worked for these two brothers who owned the place, they're from Ireland. Anyway, the cops in this town are EXTREMELY power crazy, from lack of anything better to do in an affluent area. Anyway, this guy is at the bar getting sh*thoused. He's nice though. He walks outside for a cig, stumbles a little bit, leans against a tree, finishes up and comes back in. A couple cops follow him into the bar, and come up behind him.

They accost him...not sure for what reason, he was quiet outside and I watched him the whole time, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary. Anyway, they grab him and say "You're drunk! You're under arrest for public intoxication." Now, yeah the dude is drunk, but he's been in before and he always cabs home or something.

I say "Hey he is NOT drunk in public, he's in a private establishment and leave him alone, he's not harming anyone." I admit, I'm no lawyer, so I'm not sure of the technicalities behind him being in public or not, but it was still f*cked up.

The cops tell me to shut the f*ck up, which I don't, so they then say "OK fine, now he'll be drunk in public!" and drag this guy out of the bar into the street.

I'm flipping out, but what could I do? One of my bosses was in back, and hears what's going on (only a few seconds have passed). Now I had worked with the other brother before, and this was my first time working with/meeting this particular brother.

Being the scrappy little Irishman that he is, he comes out and screams "WHAT THE F*CK IS THIS?!" And hops over the bar, runs out to the front, and TACKLES one of the officers to defend his patron. Other cop lets go of their original target, and whips out his nightstick and starts taxing my boss, while he wails on the other cop.

He gets beaten pretty badly, and there's a lot of folks watching by this point, and the cops look around and simply leave. A couple employees bring my boss back in, and he's got blood all over his face, he looks at me and says, "Hey there, what's your name, lad? Don't believe we've met yet".

This all went down so quickly that I just stood there pokerfaced until that moment, then we all had a laugh and got drunk.

There were no legal repercussions on any party involved in this event.

4. From ramblerandgambler:

My uncle (Irish) runs an Irish bar in NY, he was in the back one night doing paperwork after hours when he heard glass clinking in the alley behind, someone was stealing his bottles or something. He reaches above the bar and grabs a hurl signed by the galway all Ireland winners from 1988 that was hanging on the wall. He runs out the back and sees a seven foot tall black guy who weighs more than two fat people put together. He bangs the hurl against the wall and starts running at him with it. The guy starts screaming and runs off, dropping whatever barrels, glass he was robbing.

My uncle goes back to the paperwork and an hour later, there's a knock at the front door. It's the black guy with two NYPD, the guy shouts, "That's the guy, that's the motherf*cker who came at me with the giant wooden spoon!"

5. From trent599:

I work in a big-a*s brewpub right on the edge of a big nightlife/swanky section of town. One night it was pretty slow and this one woman walks in and sits at the bar and asks for garlic. I assume she's from nearby, nicely dressed and polite speaker, maybe she needs some garlic to cook with. So I run down to the kitchen and fill a small to-go box with some garlic cloves. I come back, hand her the box, and she can barely contain herself.

Saying how I and another server she had seen that day (apparently she had been at a friend's party earlier on, might explain the odd behavior) "restored her faith in people". She handed me a ten dollar bill to try and pay, I told her it was on the house. So she put the bill in my pocket, sat down at the bar, and started munching on the raw garlic cloves.

She ordered up a Grey Goose and soda, so I certainly didn't mind her hanging around the bar. So she proceeded to munch on garlic and tell me a bit about herself, how she was a local, doing well with her and her friend running a small business together, and asked if I was single because she knew some girls who would absolutely love me. (I lied on that one because I wasn't too comfortable with the thought of a slightly-off-her-rocker 40-year-old trying to set me up.) After another vodka soda and some more garlic, she proceeds to give me a $20 tip (more than 100% tip) and a scarf from her business to "give to your girl", as she put it.

I proceeded to trade the scarf for 15 beer slips from my boss.

*Edit: After giving me the $10, I tried to give it back to her. She then threatened to throw up on the bar if I didn't keep it

tl;dr: Oddball woman walked into my bar, asked for garlic. Proceeded to eat garlic cloves raw, tipped me $30 and a scarf for being nice to her.

6. From jadefirefly:

To be honest upfront: I am not a bartender. But I was IN a bar staffed by a friend of my boyfriends, and it's a fairly quiet night, and suddenly there's this muffled thwump sound, and utter silence falls over the entire room.

A woman halfway down the bar had dropped her goddamned baby on the floor.

7. From BaseballGuyCAA:

I used to bartend for an upscale catering company--weddings, corporate events, etc. Worst story ever was a white-trashy re-wedding. They only contracted our company for the bar, and it was a cheaper place doing the food. Worst night of tips I had at that job, by a large statistical margin. But that wasn't the worst part.

Both bride and groom had children from a previous marriage. The groom's son, in particular, was quite endearing to me. He was middle-school age, and smart as all hell - the rare small child who can hold a semi-adult conversation and hold his own. I kept him stocked with Shirley Temples all night, and we talked a fair amount of baseball.

So the wedding party decided to commemorate the occasion with shot glasses for the wedding party. Said shot glasses were put to use, aggressively, throughout the night. At the end, as we're packing everything up, one of the shot glasses is left on the counter.

Most of the guests have gone by this point. Both bride and groom are well into their '40s, so by 10:30, even, the place was fairly empty. I ask around about the shot glass, and find out that it belongs to the groom. He is seated with his son and the bride's daughter at a table by the dance floor. I walk over.

The groom is barely coherent, passing out in the chair. The children are trying in vain to keep him awake. At the same time as me, a few other people notice this situation and begin assisting with him. With the situation under control, I want as little to do with this sordid reminder of the broken home I come from. I set the shot glass on the table, and go to leave. But as I take a step away, the little girl tells me "Please don't give it back to him, he'll drink more then!"

I stop, and the son grabs the shot glass and pockets it. He reassures me that he'll keep it from his dad for the rest of the night. The look in his eyes tells me that he means it. It's a look I know all too well.

I've never wanted to quit a job more in my life than that drive home.

8. From mattyice360:

I used to work in a small pub on the bottom floor of a fairly large concert venue. During our Halloween party I had to jump the bar and break up a fight between two guys dressed in the same exact Mario Costume

Apparently, Mario A asked Mario B's g/f who ironically enough was dressed as Princess Peach, if she wanted to get with the "real Super Mario" he then showed her his erection pressed through his uber-tight overalls and said "How about that Mushroom?" At that point Mario B went all Smash Bros on him.

The expression on the Police Officer's face was priceless as he walked in and saw us trying to separate two drunk, bruised and bloody Marios.

9. From somebooksplease:

I work in a hotel bar in the UK, I've seen some interesting things over the last three years of working in this place. Bar fights between the fathers of the brides and grooms on the wedding day, full-blown marital arguments, drunken millionaires, inappropriately aged women slipping me their room keys, drunken Japanese businessmen falling asleep at/on the bar and 18-hour shifts over New Years. My favorite story, though, is the one I trot out when I talk with the new staff that I end up training on the bar.

The day that I turned up to find a sh*t behind the bar. It was a lovely color of brown, a bestial brown, if you are a Warhammer fan. I was a little surprised, so I informed the duty manager of it, who came around, had a little laugh about it with me then I cleaned it up. End of the story? No.

I started asking around the staff to hear if anything else similar had happened in the last few days, trying to identify our phantom sh*tter. It turned out that this one guest had some mental problems and had been defecating at random throughout the hotel and on the bus that he was part of the tour with. I think he was with his parents on the trip. He'd sh*t in his room, he'd sh*t outside his hotel room door, he'd sh*t on the coach. He also wandered out of the hotel on his own and into the town center and was terrorizing the local branch of the Halifax bank. I like to use it as an idea of how each day at work can be completely unlike the one before.

10. From Mestin:

I was working the night of the 2010 Grey Cup game (Canada's Superbowl), it was a super busy night (the Riders were playing so the place was PACKED) and I sh*t you not during half-time this huge b*stard walks in wearing giant sunglasses, a trench coat and a hard hat, drunk as f*ck. I watch him take a step towards the bar and he stops dead and just stands there for a few seconds. All of a sudden he opens his coat and pulls out this giant f*cking salami, takes a bite, yells "f*ck ya!" as loud as possible while holding up the three-foot long salami log and just walks out stumbling.

11. From mrwhistler:

Was bartending at a family-owned Tex-Mex place in New Hampshire. A coworker and I were chatting about something on the news and I said "Yeah, at least it's not Russia!" Suddenly from the end of the bar a massive woman with a thick accent yells, "VAHT YOU SAY ABOUT RRRUSSIA?"

She then started regaling the entire bar with stories of the Soviet glory days, babbling on in a crazy Bond villain accent about how great everything used to be. She proceeded to finish her margarita, left a $10 on the bar, and walked out. We then noticed that she'd peed all over the stool.

We ended up throwing away the stool.

12. From maniana:

I worked in a very high volume cocktail bar, one night around Christmas there was a DJ playing pumping big band swing. This was in the UK so everyone was f*cking annihilated. There was this really hammered dwarf who would repeatedly stagger over to the bar, get a bartender to lean all the way over to hear him and whisper, "I'm sorry I'm a little drunk" before exploding with laughter and then staggering back to the dance floor. I can think of crazier stories but this one stands out as one of the funniest scenes.

13. From luckynumberorange:

I am not a bartender but security but this just happened the other night. So we are closing up the joint and this crazy lady who has been talking to herself and cursing for the last half hour decides to go into the bathroom. She is in there for maybe 8 minutes and we are trying to get everyone out so we make her come out. She finally leaves the bathroom and this dude gives her a little bit of sh*t about hogging the one bathroom (the ladies room was out of service so we were down to one.) She proceeds to start screaming every curse word I can think of at this guy, and while she is yelling at him she just starts pissing her pants.

Well she finishes pissing and we push her out the door, and then she comes around knocking on the windows and flipping people off. She looks at me, blows me a kiss and I bow in return, and then she goes back to flipping everyone else off. A girl who was with the guy goes "What is she saying?" I tell her that she is telling me to have a goodnight but apparently everyone else can go f*ck themselves.

14. From Mrubuto:

I got a pretty good one.

I used to work at a horse racing track, the place was over a hundred years old and had all sorts or weird corridors and cheap walls.

We did Friday night racing and about 5pm this guy was already sh*t faced drinking scotch, he offered to slip me $5 if I would give him free booze all night...yeah right lol.

Eventually, he goes missing and his friend who was a lot more sober and quite nice asks if I've seen him, I say no I haven't seen him since around 6pm and now it's about 9pm. All of a sudden I hear BAM!!!! BANG!!!! BOOM!!!! an extremely loud commotion coming from the ladies washroom soon followed by a man covered head to toe in blood casually walking out of the bathroom trying to act as nonchalant as possible, like nothing happened and the whole bar wasn't staring at him.

Turns out the guy had found a place where there was some construction in a restricted area and was climbing around in the walls and eventually found the ladies room where we suspect he was watching women pee.

A support beam must have gave way or he just slipped, he must have fell at least 20 feet through all sorts of wood, metals, wires and then into a bathroom stall.

The average age of a women customer in my bar was at least mid 50's so I hope he had fun. And yes, he was apprehended by security and arrested.

15. From Kengbang:

Bartending at an Indian restaurant just outside of DC. Big bar, not many people ever come to the actual bar, simply go straight to dinner. But one woman sits at the bar and looks at our appetizer menu. She asks if there's anything that isn't spicy because apparently she had just come from surgery where a portion of her tongue was removed. I pointed out the most bland thing, and put in an order while she ordered a vodka tonic.

When the order comes out, she eats a few bites and proceeds to sweat profusely. She runs to the bathroom repeatedly and is freaking out all the while asking for multiple vodka tonics. After our owner came out and apologized, he offered to take chicken and have it cooked in bland yogurt. He gave her the drinks for free and the specially made chicken as well.

She then freaked out a little further when he left, saying she would take it and feed it to her dog and asked for one more vodka tonic before she left. Either she was seriously crazy, or deviously smart. Who comes to an Indian restaurant after having a portion of your tongue removed and sensitivity to spices?

16. From Mohawk_Mod:

I've been raised in the hospitality industry in Australia, my family have owned and run hotels and bars since well before I was born.

Needless to say, I have seen some pretty incredible sh*t in my time, but by far the best was watching my mother (all 5'7" of her) come out from behind the bar to grab two brawling bikies by their beards, twist the hair in her fists till their eyes watered and they stopped punching on, and then demand that they each took a bar stool and sit in opposite corners of the bar or she would, and I quote directly, "give them a f*cking hiding that their mothers would be proud to witness."

At this point I'm figuring that I'll be burying my mother the next day unless I do something, so I grab hold of the baseball bat we keep under the bar and go to launch myself over the counter when, to the surprise of everyone in the pub, these hard a*s bikies do exactly as they're told and don't move until my mother tells them to get up, shake hands and buy each other a beer...

From that day onward I never stepped on the wrong side of the old girl again.

17. From endogirl:

I used to be a cart girl when I was in university so I had to put up with some huge creeps who thought I liked being hit-on by old men. The worst was during a tournament that was put on for police officers (not sure what division it was), one jack-a*s totally crossed the line. I usually drive by and ask the golfers if I could get them anything and one cop said "yea, a blow-job". I was so furious that I snapped "well I'm sure one of your buddies wouldn't mind doing that for you" and drove off. I told the other cart girls to avoid them for the rest of the day, don't piss off the people who are getting you drinks.

18. From Sparky916:

I've been at my bar for about 5 years now. It's a little dive bar in Sacramento, CA. We sling some great drinks and have a blast. About a year after I had started working there (I was about 22) three good looking girls come in to the bar and sit down. All three of them were probably at least a solid 7. After about 3-4 rounds, they start talking about anal with their significant others. It was almost a stereotypical conversation. One girl tried it and hated it, one girl was still uneasy about it.

And the last...well she LOVED it. LOVED it so much that she told a story about how her and her dude were in Macy's after some afternoon delight. I was pouring a draft beer at the time, trying my hardest not to make it blatantly obvious that I was listening to every word they were saying. The story went on about how they were downstairs of Macy's when the girl had to let out a little fart. Well...as she went to let out her fart, c*m came out of her a*s!

So much that she had to rush to the bathroom. My efforts to be sneaky about not listening to what they were saying failed when I dropped the 3/4 full glass of beer on the ground and spraying tap beer all over the place from dying of laughter. To this day, the story has burnt a hole in my soul.

19. From DontGuessWhereIWork:

I now manage a bar right outside DC where I've bartended for at least 5 years. Some of these didn't happen to me personally, but to a coworker:

Naked man comes in, asks for drink. The bartender calls the police. Police come, cuff him, wrap him in newspaper because he had shat himself, and carry him away.

Our 18-year-old, fresh-faced busser (still has braces) gets a bj in the bathroom at our closed holiday party by a 50-something semi-regular who somehow managed to get in. Three times in the next week she comes in saying "Seth owes me money." The last time she came in, she brought a dude who was obviously her pimp. Veiled threats ensue. I ban her then next time I see her.

Semi-regular drops a bag with a good amount of weed in it. Once we close, a server finds it and puts it in the safe for me. Guy comes back the next day wondering if "um, anyone found, you know....anything on the ground." We respond, "Well we can't tell you if we found it unless you tell us what it is." He shakes his head and leaves.

Guy tries to get server's attention by poking her with a fingernail file. Draws blood. Bartender boots him with extreme prejudice. Guy comes back later that week and the same bartender was working. Bartender asks him what the fuck he thinks he's doing there and guy rears back and pokes the bartender in the eye as hard as he can. Not a he-tried-to-hit-him-but-accidentally-poked-him poke, but a I'm-gonna-poke-you-in-the-eye-like-I've-done-this-1000-times-before poke. Apparently eye-poking is all in the elbow. Cops cart him off and server and bartender eventually testify against him in court.

Pack of derpinas enter and try to order everything we specifically don't carry because we try to keep the frat guys/sorority girls out: flavored vodkas, Jaegermeister, energy drinks, pitchers of beer, etc. They finally settle on long island ice teas. Bartender eventually cuts them off because they're wooing so loudly it's driving out everyone except the lurchers/probable sex offenders. Becky FLIPS OUT and demands another LIT. She's so drunk she doesn't notice the bartender fill up a glass out of the rinse compartment of the sink, squirt a little coke on top, and charge her $9 for it. She gladly pays, downs the sink water, and leaves.

Bartender shatters a pint glass and manages to get multiple cuts on both hands. There's no back up and it's too many cuts for band-aids. He puts latex gloves on, duct-tapes them around his wrists, and bartends with the gloves slowly filling with blood for a couple of hours.

I've also been punched in the face but that story is no fun.

20. From LiberalTennessean:

I had a regular/stalker at a place I bartended at while in college. She came in every night for two weeks straight to figure out my schedule. She was in her early forties, dirty blonde, shoulder length hair and hid her sunken eyes behind large, plastic rimmed glasses. She had the body of Phyllis from The Office but the confidence of Jenny McCarthy...and the crudeness to boot.

She made it very well known that she was sexually attracted to me. For example, after many shots of Goldshlager and Berringer white zinfandel, she would often offer to give me blowjobs...loudly. The other regulars soon and easily caught on and it became a sad joke.

Each time I would politely decline, crack a witty joke and move on with my business. This went on for close to six months. Every time I worked...she was there. Seductively licking her cracked lips and shouting innuendo. Every. Damn. Night.

I began to get quite perturbed. So, I start giving it back to her. Telling her I wanted it but was afraid I would get in trouble. The regulars started in on her too. When I would go grab stock, or food for a patron, the regulars would tell her I was really in to her but was nervous of the age difference. I was 23 at the time.

Graduation soon came. As did my last night. My stalker obviously knew. On my last night, she came in dressed up in her sexiest outfit. She quickly got hammered and the floodgate of come-ons rolled off her tongue with halitosis quickly following. She began loudly begging, "Please just let me suck your cock!"

This is where the story gets really good.

I told her (within earshot of my regulars) that I was going to go out back for a smoke break and we could do it there. Only there was an embarrassing issue holding me back. I said, "This is really embarrassing, but the only way I am able to get hard is if I shit...on someone's chest." There wasn't a beat missed before I heard, "That's totally fine as long as I can use Saran Wrap."

Obviously, the rest of the bar simultaneously gasped and sat waiting on my reply. She hadn't finished her sentence before I had pulled out a container of plastic wrap and said, "I had Mexican for lunch so it's a good thing this is industrial."

The roar of cheers and laughter wrang through the bar as I continued by telling her, "Get ready and I'll meet ya out back in 5." She grabbed the wrap as if it were a preternatural instinct and made her way outside.

After about 20 minutes, she game back inside with a wad of industrial plastic wrap in her hand and a face full of utter disappointment and belted out, "I thought you were gonna come out back and sh*t on my chest!?!"

By this time, most of the rest of the staff had come to bare witness to this, the unbelievable yet hilarious meltdown. I went up to her and planted a big smacking kiss on her lips and thanked her for the best, last night I could ever asked for. I bought the bar a round of Goldshlager in dedication to my most dedicated regular.

I still visit that bar every time I'm in town and sometimes run into her. Each time I buy her...and her now husband dinner, a shot and a nod to the days that gave me some of my most memorable times.

EDIT: TL;DR Had a regular that, after months of begging to give me a blow-job, agreed to let me sh*t on her chest as long as we could use Saran Wrap.


27 of the best tweets from July so far.

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The Summer of Social Distancing mean spending a lot of alone time cuddling up to your air conditioner, but that doesn't mean you have the time to sift through the chaos of Twitter in order to get to the real gems. Here are 27 of what are objectively the funniest tweets of the month so far, with just one week to go.

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Mom refuses to pay babysitter who gave her vegan son milk and caused an allergic reaction.

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There are few subjects more divisive in the parenting world than veganism. Parents who raise their kids vegan seem to feel strongly about it from a health and animal rights perspective. But many others feel strongly that veganism is unhealthy for kids, who need the nutrients from animal products like calcium and protein. This issue is at the center of a heated drama between a mom and her babysitter, which prompted the mom to consult Reddit's "Am I The A**hole?" forum for advice.

About two weeks ago, the mom needed a last-minute babysitter for her 2-year-old son. So she hired a registered "childminder" who was recommended by her sister.

So this happened around a week ago, I had a last minute job interview and no one to look after my son (2 years old), so, I phoned my sister to ask if she she could take him she was busy but recommended a childminder (cm) that she uses and luckily (or so I thought) she was happy to take him. I'd never met her before but she was a registered cm and my sister used her so I thought all would be fine.

The mom left a lunch box for her son, explaining that they are a vegan family and her son has never eaten animal products.

So I drop him off at her house a with a lunch box and tell her that we're a vegan family and that he's got enough food in there for the whole day. Everything seemed fine. (bit of background- he's been vegan all his life so had never had any animal products)

Twenty minutes later, the mom received a phone call from the babysitter alerting her that her son was sick. So she rushed to pick him up.

Not even 20 minutes later I get a panicked call from the cm saying that my son looks very unwell and had thrown up and that I needed to pick him up immediately. I phone the place where I'm interviewing and explain the situation and headed back to pick him up, around 5 minutes later she phoned me back again saying that he's now got a rash all up his back, freaking out even more, I tell her I'll be there as fast as I can.

The son had a rash and had thrown up. The babysitter claimed he hadn't eaten anything yet, but at the ER, it was confirmed to be an allergic reaction.

So I get there and he's now sobbing and had a rash all over his face, his older brother (who was at his dads at the time) had a dairy allergy and all the symptoms matched. I ask the cm if he's eaten anything yet and she says no. I was kind of suspicious but believed her.

We went straight to A and E where it was a confirmed allergic reaction.

The mom confronted the babysitter, who finally admitted that she had given the kid milk because she believes "kids shouldn't be vegan" and thought he "needed the nutrients."

I phoned up the cm and asked if she was sure she'd not given him anything (honestly not as nicely as I could have) to which she goes on a rant saying "kids shouldn't be vegan its bad for them, they need nutrients and calcium to grow and you're depriving him of it....." long story short, SHE'D GIVEN HIM A GLASS OF MILK BECAUSE SHE THOUGHT HE NEEDED THE NUTRIENTS

The mom denied the babysitter's request for payment, arguing that her son was in her care for "40 minutes at most." Now the babysitter is threatening to sue the mom unless she pays her and removes a post about the incident she shared in a Facebook group.

The next say she sent me a money request for the payment we'd agreed on, I couldn't believe that she had the cheek to send it but also was trying to charge me for the whole day when he'd been there maybe 40 minutes at most! Obviously I refuse. I then post on a local fb group everything that happened and now she's threatening to take me to small claims court (can she even do this?? I feel like I should be the one suing her!) and has now told my sister until I pay and remove the post she's no longer going to watch her kids either, so my sister gets mad at me too, saying that she needs the childcare and that I'm over reacting and apparently am a 'crazy vegan'

The mom asked Reddit if she's being the "a**hole" in this situation. Apparently her sister took the babysitter's side in the dispute, accusing the mom of "over reacting" and being a "crazy vegan."

Tldr: Childminder gave my kid food that I told her not to give him, and lied about it when he had allergic reaction. Then the childminder banned my sister, who recommend the childminder to me until I pay and remove a fb post in a local group explaining everything that happened. now my sisters on the childminders side and not talking to me.

AITA? Am I going crazy? I feel like I'm the only one who thinks that this is a big deal

But apparently she is not the only one to be outraged over this babysitter's behavior. The internet has fiercely come to the mom's defense.

Most commenters on Reddit are siding with the mom, agreeing that the babysitter was "100%" wrong. Not only did she disobey the mom's wishes, she put the child at risk AND lied about it.

CakeisaDie writes:

NTA [Not the A**hole]

This childminder is not geared for her job if she's never experienced a milk allergy or is unable or unwilling to speak when a child's life is indanger.

I'd go beyond a facebook post and talk to the people responsible for her "registration"

PotentialityKnocks adds:

NTA. She put your child’s health at risk by exposing him to something you asked her not to expose him to. She made a decision about your child’s health against your wishes and could have seriously harmed him.

eclecticrj writes:

NTA, it was 100% wrong of her to give your kid food outside their diet, especially as you had provided everything yourself. To then send you a bill when she DELIBERATELY ignored the diet, resulting in a trip to hospital is unfathomable.

You posting about it on social media is not the way to get this person to change their ways. Surely there is a state authority you can report to.

And tsh87 writes:

Not only did she put his health at risk, she lied about it!

The kid was having an extreme reaction right in front of her face and she withheld information that could've helped doctors treat him. NTA.

Every parent deserves to know this happened.

And eclecticrj writes:

NTA, it was 100% wrong of her to give your kid food outside their diet, especially as you had provided everything yourself. To then send you a bill when she DELIBERATELY ignored the diet, resulting in a trip to hospital is unfathomable.

You posting about it on social media is not the way to get this person to change their ways. Surely there is a state authority you can report to.

Looks like this mom isn't crying over spilled milk afterall.

Women are sharing times they've been called a 'b----' after a congressman called AOC the slur.

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In an incident witnessed by reporters and their fellow of Members of Congress, Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-NY (D-NY-But You Know That By Now) was accosted and called a "f**king b***h" by Rep. Ted Yoho (R-FL-duh)

According to The Hill,"Yoho told Ocasio-Cortez she was 'disgusting' for recently suggesting that poverty and unemployment are driving a spike in crime in New York City during the coronavirus pandemic."

There is truly nothing more disgusting than a woman citing facts.

Having slurs hurled and them is something that all women have experienced whether or not they're Members of Congress.

Feminist writer Liz Plank hided the universality of this exceptional episode by asking women to share the everyday reasons why they've had slurs thrown out at them.

It's almost like these men think that women are b*tches for simply existing.

Here are some other examples of so-called "b*tchiness."

Olivia Wilde is an awesome friend.

These a**holes might think that they simply hate "bad manners," but no...they most likely hate women.

Men are too emotional to be legislators.

20 people share the times they publicly scolded a stranger.

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Sometimes, you witness a stranger so incredibly rude there is no choice but to step in and teach them a lesson in manners.

While minding your own business is a good policy to maintain in most situations, some strangers are practically begging for a public scolding, and breaking the power of the bystander effect can be the best move in the book.

In a popular Reddit thread, people shared times they scolded a stranger, and it's a deeply cathartic thread.

1. From OP:

So, I went to Subway yesterday to get one of those delicious $5 footlongs.

Upon arrival, I see three girls probably about 17/18ish. The first two order and the server asks the last girl what toppings she wants. She's on her phone so she doesn't answer. The server asks her again-not being impatient or rude-just asks. The girl snapped, "Can't you see I'm on the PHONE here? God, you are so RUDE. Just wait until I'm done."

I was so offended and embarrassed for the server, so I couldn't help but say something to her, "That was extremely rude. You came here to get a sub so don't yell at her for providing the service you asked for. Just get off your phone, order your toppings and stop acting like a child."

She looked at me with contempt and anger, but I think I intimidated her so she didn't say anything back to me. The server looked at me, smiled, and mouthed the words thank you.

2. From Intotheopen:

One of my customers where I used to work, this guy was being absurdly rude to me and my co-worker. I had already told him quite clearly that there was a line, and he would be waiting in it in the order he came in (this was a high-end store at Christmas time, so a sense of entitlement is a little bit too common). He called my manager an idiot after having to re-ring something.

Another customer behind him about half his size taps him on the shoulder and says loudly "Would you mind shutting the fuck up and letting these people do their jobs, you are seriously pissing us all off." The bigger dude threatens him and the smaller guy goes "If you were as tough as you like think you are you wouldn't have to be such a prick, just shut the f*ck up."

I magically found a 50 percent off coupon for my new favorite person.

3. From Jayhoe03:

My buddy and I were at a movie and these dudes who were talking about they had just got out of basic training were bashing the movie and laughing, making rude comments/etc. Well my buddy tells them to "Pipe the f*ck down" and they flip him off but quiet down. After the movie, we are at the front of the pack right behind the 6 or 7 guys being rude and my buddy says "That was really rude to everyone how you were behaving" and one of them (the loudest) whips out his military I.D. and says "Yeah, Well I'm a f*cking marine and I fight for your freedoms b*tch."

My buddy who just happens to be an officer whips out his and says "I'm a marine officer and just because you have the honor of wearing a uniform doesn't give you the right to be a sh*t spewing pissant." Then he made them stand at attention right at the door of the movie theater and apologize to every patron exiting.

4. From magellan2253:

I used to work in the toy department of a retail store. The Leap Frog 'laptop' had just come out and they were REALLY expensive. So I am straightening shelves and notice a kid just wailing away on one of these laptops - mom is nowhere to be found. I approach the kid, ask him nicely "is that how you play with your toys at home?" The kid gave me a sheepish "no" and placed it back on the shelf.

I was feeling pretty good about myself at that point when the kid's mother comes out from nowhere and very rudely tells me that I have 'NO RIGHT' to speak to her child that way. I calmly looked his mother in the eye and said “Ma'am, your son was about to break a $150 toy. our store has a you-break-it, you-buy-it policy. If you would like me to give it back to him so he can continue hitting it, I would be happy to ring you up at my register for the damages.” She then proceeded to give me an eat sh*t and die look, grabbed her son and stalked off.

5. From gfdf:

In college my friends and I were sitting at a table and behind us was a kid sitting by himself. I will admit, he looked a little douche-tastic--popped collar, gelled hair, super tan, etc. A group of kids sitting in the same area had been laughing and talking loudly about his general fashion sense for awhile. Eventually one of the girls got up, walked over and proclaimed loudly, "I'm sorry, but I have to help you out because you look like a total f*ggot." And put his collar down. The kid sat there in disbelief as she walked away and his eyes started welling up.

I was pretty infuriated and walked over to her table. In the most conversational tone I could muster I said, "Oh hey! Do you know that guy?" She said she didn't. Then scolding began: "So you just thought it would be appropriate to demean a complete stranger in public to look like a f*cking cool kid in front of all of your friends? I hope you feel better and that you all got a good laugh at his expense. Maybe next you can pause to reflect before you're a total a*shole." I then walked over to the table and invited the kid to sit with me and my friends. Turns out he was gay, had just transferred to the college, and didn't know anyone.

6. From miniskirtninja:

I used to work at McDonalds when I was in high school so I sympathize with other teenage fast-food workers. Awhile ago I was in the local McDonalds where I used to work, and It was apparent that it was the cashier's first day working there, but he seemed to be doing okay. He entered something wrong though and asked his manager how to fix it and the manager comes over and starts tearing into him in front of all the customers, calling him "A f*cking idiot" and "an inbred monkey" and so on.

After I received my order at the counter, I asked the manager to come over and told him "Please do not talk to that cashier that way ever again. Just because you are a day shift manager at McDonalds does not make you a superior human being, and gives you no right to treat others, especially your employees, like dirt." After I sat down the other manager came over a brought me some apple pies and thanked me for standing up to that guy. Apparently he acted like that towards everyone.

7. From DangerIsHereOnReddit:

I'm a pretty mellow guy who travels for a living. I don't really let the small things get to me.
A couple of years ago, I was on a flight that was already running 30 minutes late. I was already thinking to myself that the connection was going to be tight, most likely involving running or a brisk walk for a mile or so thru ATL.


I'm one of the last to board the plane and I had to check my bag since there was no more room. The 4 or 5 people behind did the same thing. What are you going to do? Well, I work my way down the aisle and there is a guy there asking people to shift bags, move stuff that won't move, etc. Well, he is trying to get his 'oversized' bag to fit and there was no room. He calls for the flight attendant who walks up and says "Sir, we are out of room. You will have to check your bag". Well, that was it for him. He goes OFF on her. Starts yelling "This airline sucks", "I'm a million-mile member", "I want your employee number and name" and so on. At that point, I pretty much mentally snapped. I felt horrible for the flight attendant, who was just doing her job, and this guy spent 5 minutes making an a*s out of himself and burning up time that we could be airborne.

People were gawking, looking away, cringing, and overall just hoping he would stop so they could move on. I just yelled "SHUT UP. SHUT THE H*LL UP!". At this point I was shaking with anger. I then went off. "Take your bag to front of the plane, check it, and stop with this insanity. You are what is wrong with air travel. Your sense of entitlement makes me want to puke. If you are a million mile flyer you know the rules of flying. You should know how this works. Why punish everyone on this flight. You have insulted this lovely young lady, you have made everyone on this plane uncomfortable with your little 'show' and I'm now another 5 minutes late for my connection.

I want you and your little Napoleon Complex issues (he was about 5' 5") to shut up and sit down. Do WE have a problem?" He started spluttering and looking all flustered, but didn't say a single word.

Somebody at the back of the plane started clapping. Soon the whole plane was applauding me. I just sat down and waited while everyone clapped and this guy took a long walk of shame to front of the plane. The flight attendant thanked me and so did everyone else. I didn't mean to do it but I just can't stand people like that. The best part, I had free drinks for the flight, the FA gave me a stack of 'free drink' cards for my next couple of flights and one of the passengers gave me a voucher for free wifi that he had won. It was very satisfying.

8. From Orijinal_Jamz:

I have worked at Chili's for about 5 years now. There have been so many experiences with rude people I have lost count, but this was the worst one by far.

I'm waiting tables about this time of year (aka graduation time) and I have a party of 25 call ahead (at about 7) and say they will be arriving in 30 minutes. We set the table up for them and were anticipating their arrival. They actually end up showing up about an hour and a half later than they said they would. We had since broken up the big table and sat other smaller parties there. They arrived and were angry that their table wasn't ready for them and the really soft-spoken sweet host that was working that night simply explained to them that we thought they had chosen somewhere else to go since they hadn't come sooner.

The lady that was speaking to the host immediately bursts out saying that we should have known that they were still coming and that she knew chilis was a terrible idea and that we are all terrible at our jobs. The host, almost in tears says that we will set up another table for them in a closed section and that I will be taking care of them. (I should also mention these same people come in all the time and are rude to everyone and NEVER tip and always complain so they can get free food).

When I wait on large parties by myself I always start everyone out with a water just because it takes a little bit to take everyone's drink order and get it out to them and I figure it is better to at least have some water available while you are waiting. As soon as we get them settled in several start complaining that they don't want water and I was rude to not offer them a different option. I simply explain to them that I will be bringing them whatever they would like and that the water was just to hold them for the time being. They proceed to tell me that I am an idiot and tell me to 'get this mess out of my face' (referring to the water).

Most of the people order strawberry lemonade, I make all of the drinks and bring them out to them. People then start to complain that 'this sh*t tastes nasty'. They tell me it doesn't taste anything like what it did last time and I tell them that we make it by measurement every time but I would be glad to make a new batch for them. I go and pour out what we had and make another batch of the strawberry lemonade and take it out to them and they again complain that it is nasty.

I offer to get them something else and they say, "we just want a waiter that isn't a dumba*s and knows how to make strawberry lemonade. I go get the manager to explain that we make it the same way every time and they roll their eyes and tell the manager that I was being rude to them.

Fast forward to when they are eating their meal they start being really rude to me. They started pouring their drinks out on the floor on purpose, throwing food at me, and insulting me right in front of my face. I had a couple of other tables that complained that this large party was being extremely loud (which they were). I go over and ask if they mind being a little quieter as it was disturbing the other tables in the restaurant. One kid then yells, OH YOU THINK I'M TOO LOUD B*TCH. They all start being even louder than before and some tables even got up and left.

That was the final straw. I yelled over them and told them they were no longer welcome at our restaurant. That shut them up. One kid told me that I couldn't do that and I said when you start causing our other good paying customers to leave I can do what I want, now get out. They had the nerve to ask for boxes for their food which they hadn't touched because they were too busy being loud. I told them that I could care less if they wanted their food and that they needed to leave.

My manager and I stood at the door smiling watching them all walk out. One girl told me that I ruined her graduation party, I informed her that she had no class and got what she deserved. A few of them stayed and talked to my manager begging him to allow them back because it was their favorite place to eat. He told them that they cost the company money when they came in and that they were never welcome back.

I haven't seen them since :)

9. From tah4349:

Back in college there was a mentally challenged guy who worked in the dorm dining hall. He obviously had some problems, but was with it enough to hold down the job, remember certain students, carry on conversations, etc. One day I was behind some girls in line who were standing right in front of him talking about how they didn't like being served by the "r*tard" and so on and so forth. I said "he has ears, he can hear you, he's a person just like the rest of us and you shouldn't treat people like that." They called me a b*tch and walked away.

10. From Jimmythejet:

My Dad was driving around with his terminally ill friend. They needed to go to a pharmacy and seeing as how my Dad's friend gets short of breath easily they were hoping for a handicap spot. Unfortunately, none were vacant so they had to park farther away. As they were walking up to the store, a squat muscular man comes walking out of the pharmacy and starts to open up the door of his Ford F150 parked in a handicap spot that he clearly didn't need to be in (nor did he have a sticker).

My Dad's friend called out to him as he was getting in: "Excuse me?"
"Yes?"
"Is your handicap physical or mental?"

The guy's face went white as a ghost and he quickly got into his truck and pulled away.

11. From rustybullethole:

When I was in 5th grade in afterschool care a lady grabbed my brother who was in 3rd grade at the time by the neck picked him up and threw him 3-4 feet against the lockers for pushing her child out of the way when her kid cut in line in front of him for the water fountain.

I couldn't f*cking believe it...I just started going off on her. I was calling her every f*cking thing I could think of while following her out the door. This wasn't your normal 5th-grade insults. My Dad is a Marine I was saying all the sh*t I wasn't supposed to have heard from him that I built up over the years. I followed her and her kid out the front door and got just about to the circle where buses pull in to pick up the kids before she turned around and came at me like she was trying to kill me.

There were no teachers around. They were all inside trying to find out what was going on. It was just me and her and I could see it in her eyes that she was really going to hurt me. She grabbed me by the shoulders and picked me up and shook me as hard as she could the whole time I was screamming Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-O-OOOU C-C-C-C-U-UNNN-N-N-TT-TT-TT.

Then I heard car breaks and my Mom football tackled her and beat the holy hell out of her. My Mom had layers and layers of that ladies skin caked under her nails and bruised knuckles from punching her so hard. That night I got ice cream for trying to protect my brother and sent to bed early for saying / knowing the C word.

Good times. I love my parents.

12. From dalek_999:

I went to see the Wolverine movie in a really big theater; about halfway up the rows of seats, it had an aisle that cuts across horizontally from one side of the theater to the other. Some a*shat father was there with a toddler, and he let the kid run back and forth across the aisle, squealing the whole time. I put up with it for about 30 minutes, and then finally went down to the father and said, "Do you realize the entire movie theater can hear your child, and that it's ruining the movie for the rest of us? Please make him be quiet." The father stared at me in complete shock, as if the concept had never crossed his mind. He left immediately with his kid.

Several people around me said thank you as I sat down.

13. From SirDeeznuts:

One time I was at a show in Philly, it was in between bands and everyone was milling around outside the venue. As I was standing, talking to some friends, I noticed 5 or 6 wannabe hardcore kids harassing this homeless guy. They're kind of pushing him around, forcing him to take pictures with them, and talking down to him. Eventually, the guy slumps down on a wall pulling his knees up and starts crying as these guys are degrading him more and more. One of them shoves his camera phone in the dude's face saying he's gonna make him famous on Youtube. At this point, I've seen and heard enough and just lose it.

I don't remember exactly what I said, but I remember flipping on these dudes for about five minutes. Along the lines of how that guy has nothing and you have everything compared to him, yet you are worthless. How disgusting what they were doing was, how sad and pathetic they were. I didn't care it was 5 or 6 guys who could probably together beat my face in.

I knew that there was no threat towards the end of my tirade when they were all staring at the ground, red in the face clearly ashamed of what they did. As my verbal berating ended I was greeted to applause from everyone. I helped the old guy up and took him to WaWa and bought him some dinner. He was weeping on the way there, thanking me, saying he never had anyone stick up for him in his entire life and how I came out of nowhere to help him.

14. From fondupot:

In college for a Spanish class I was taking, I had the opportunity to go see a foreign film for extra credit. I had to take notes during the film, so I could write a brief summary of the movie to turn in to my Spanish professor.

The movie is playing in one of our big lecture halls by the foreign film club at my school, so there were a lot of students there watching. I get to my seat, settle in and start watching the movie. About 10 minutes in two girls enter the hall and proceed to make a lot of noise, like nothing is going on at all. They take their seats in my same row, but on the other side of an aisle. They continue to talk for the next 10-15 minutes, loudly, while the movie is playing. Not giving any f*cks. I can tell the people around me are annoyed with subtle "ahems" and groans and multiple head turns to look at the girls. But no one really does anything, and the girls keep talking.

Finally, I've had it, I get up walk over to the girls and ask them in the most polite voice I could muster, as I was very annoyed. "Please excuse me ladies for interrupting your conversation, would you mind shutting the f*ck up so the rest of us can watch the film?"

I just stood there and they got very angry and left. The entire lecture hall applauded and the movie went on. There were no more interruptions. I left that place feeling 10 feet tall.

Well worth the 25 extra credit points.

15. From gametemplar:

Worked at Walmart years ago. When it was slow, cashiers would be sent out to the floor to tidy up the store and help out the people working in different departments. I was helping out a friend of mine in the children's department one day when a woman and her two kids came into the department. One child was still an infant, but her daughter looked to be around 4 or 5.

The woman was looking around, completely ignoring her daughter who kept trying to tell her mother that she had to go to the restroom. The kid wasn't whining so much as saying, "Mom, I have to go." The mother kept ignoring her or absentmindedly telling her to hold it. Finally, the little girl says, "Mom! I! Have! To! GO!", which wakes up the little one. The baby started crying, and the mother finally addresses her daughter by yelling at her for being a pain in the a*s. My friend and I were listening to this (it wasn't hard to overhear), looking at each other as if to say, "Man, what a b*tch", but there wasn't much we could really do.

Then the woman screamed, "Will you shut up!? I wish you had never been born!"

I was stunned. I couldn't believe anyone would say that to their child. My friend literally dropped what she was doing and said, "What did you just say?" The woman started to say something about minding your own business, but my friend cut her off by launching into one of the most frightening displays of righteous anger I've ever seen. She tore into this woman, telling her that it was obvious that the little girl had needed to go to the bathroom because it's all she had been saying for the past five minutes and that it didn't matter how frustrated you were with a child, you never tell them you wish they hadn't been born. The scumbag woman couldn't say anything in her defense because she was caught being a twat to her child.

I can't remember exactly what she said, but I'll never forget how it ended: My friend finished telling this woman she was a failure as a parent by saying, "You're the reason birth control should be f*cking mandatory. Take your kid to the bathroom." I could have f*cking clapped, it was so perfect. The woman left without saying a word.

My friend got hauled into the office shortly after that (apparently the woman complained to management on the way out), but she said she was completely justified in what she did and would do it again. The manager told her that he agreed with her, gave her a warning, and told her "good job."

TL; DR: Friend & I overhear a white-trash woman tell her daughter she wishes she was never born. Woman gets told off by friend, friend then praised by manager.

16. From freedomweasel:

I went off on someone who pushed their shopping cart toward the little corrals, but it ended up hitting a parked car. They didn't bother to look or put the cart away properly.

I also went off on someone who slammed their car door into the parked car next to them (several times) because "they parked too close". The lady doing the door slamming was parked over the line, the vandalized car was dead center of the spot. I took down her license plate number, went into the store and found the owner of the other car and let them know.

17. From GZerv:

I was once on the train on the way to an appointment in the afternoon. I'm just sitting in my chair minding my own business when out of the corner of my eye I see something weird going on. There are these two 17-18 year old Spanish kids harassing this 14yr old white kid calling "cracka" and "white trash" and all that. Okay, I let that slide and mind my own business because I have a meeting to get to.

Moments after that happens, I see the 2 Spanish kids getting closer and closer to the white kid and they start smacking him in the face, demanding that he give them his ipod and headphones.

This drove me over the top and beyond. I instantly became furious. I stood up and yelled GET THE F*CK OFF HIM YOU LITTLE SH*TS! Apparently nobody was paying attention to the situation and looked at me like I was crazy.

Anyway, I make my way for the two kids and the train pulls up at the station. They begin to start talking sh*t to me and throwing some stupid gang signs up and all of a sudden this little Spanish lady behind me starts cursing them out calling them "idiotas and desgraciados" (idiots and losers) and everyone starts joining in telling them what idiots they are. I try to grab a hold of them and call out for the police (it's a popular station where cops are usually around) and they just book.

The kid thanks me and everyone on the train. I make sure he's okay. I go to my meeting feeling I did some good for the day and was happy I could help.

18. From x3n0s:

I was in a 7-11 making a purchase once when some yuppie lady interrupted my transaction. She angrily told the cashier that the coffee wasn't hot. He apologized and told her that he could make another pot right away. She said "No, I'm way to busy to wait for that!" The clerk offered her a refund and she responded with "No, I don't want a refund! I'm busy and I want a hot cup of coffee RIGHT NOW!"

I felt so bad for this Ethiopian clerk who, judging by his accent, hadn't been in the country for very long and was shocked by her rudeness. I just snapped and said "Listen you stupid yuppie b*tch, he appologized that the coffee wasn't hot, offered to make you another pot or a refund. What the f*ck do you expect him to do? The only way for him to comply with your request is to get a f*cking time machine and brew another pot before you get here. Does he look like some sort of time traveling wizard to you!? You need to just shut the f*ck up, get back into your ridiculous SUV and try to act like a f*cking adult!"

She just stood there shaking, I couldn't tell if it was rage or fear, but after what seemed like an eternity, she ran out of the store and took off. All the people in line clapped for me. The clerk was shocked at my outburst as well but told me, "It's good to know that some people will stand up for strangers in this country."

19. From Bamness:

I once chased down a guy who stole a woman's purse. We wrestled with it and when I got it he tried to fight me. I yelled at him to grow up (he was clearly older than me) and I walked back inside Starbucks. Does that count?

Best part: I walk in, it's dead silent. Everyone is watching me (the place was packed after some sort of sporting event). I set the woman's purse on the table near her and ask if she's alright. She says yes and so I walk back to the front of the line where my buddy was, and say, "and I'd like a Carmel mocha frappuccino. the whole place erupts with applause and the drinks are on the house. My smoothest moment ever.

[UPDATE] I have decided that the next time I stop a robbery, I am doing the, "Just some boiling water please." Then splash it on your face and be all "REFRESHING!" not_a_wolf recommended. However, I fear that I will be so engulfed in thought over getting the ending right that I will fail at thwarting the robber.

[UPDATE] Wow, I've never been so popular before. I don't if I'm supposed to respond to each one, but I would feel bad if I didn't, so I'm doing my best.

20. From calamitybambi:

I work as a nanny and frequently take my charge to the park where we do the normal make friends and play routine. There's a mom I see frequently, who's youngest child we play with. Well one morning, we're playing, I look up and I'm alone with the 2 toddlers and her older child a pre-schooler. I called for her and looked around for 15 minutes, before calling the police. 20 minutes later and I still don't see her, but the police and a social worker arrive, take my statement, then leave with the abandoned children. As I'm walking down the street, about a block from the park, the mom comes running up to me and points to the park and asks where the hell her kids are, I tell her what happened and an argument ensues.

She's enraged that I didn't just sit and wait at the park with her kids, she just ran to the store after all and I'm a nanny, I should be able to handle extra kids, I proceed to, as calmly as I can with the baby present, tell her what kind of mother age is, how much she endangered her child and a general earful about being an irresponsible, expectant, c*nt.

There was some kind of court hearing after this, where she claimed I was babysitting the kids and called maliciously, but when she couldn't provide the judge my name or contact info, I was in the clear. I was not privy to how it worked out for her and the kids though.

TL;DR: mom leaves children at the park with a stranger caring for a baby, gets upset over the police being called.

26 Memes For Any Woman Who Could Use A Laugh Today.

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"Love yourself first and everything else falls into line. You really have to love yourself to get anything done in this world."

-Lucille Ball

Ladies, love yourselves. After all, what's not to love? You're fun, fabulous, and completely badass, just like these memes. This list is hilariously relatable for any woman who could use a laugh today.

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23 Memes That Will Only Be Funny If You Have Kids.

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"Why don't kids understand that their nap is not for them but for us?"

-Alyson Hannigan

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17 things that are considered 'trashy' if you're poor but acceptable if you're rich.

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It isn't fair, but society is much more judgmental toward people who weren't born with financial advantages in life.

And a recent Reddit thread proves it. In the thread, a user asked, "What is commonly considered trashy or offensive if you're poor, but acceptable if you're rich?" Hundreds of people answered, proving that life's just easier for people with lots of cash.

1. This is so true.

if fifty shades took place in a trailer park, it would be a Criminal Minds episode. - lniko2

2. The fancy hats make all the difference.

Going to the horse races

If you’ve ever been to the track on a Tuesday afternoon you know it ain’t a pretty sight. But that’s not the picture NBC paints at the Kentucky Derby. - Stizz83

3. Day drinking at work can go south real fast.

Day drinking at work. You always see in the movies the hot shot lawyer keeps a decanter filled and pours a glass with every client. That may be the case in high level positions? I have no idea. But in our reality, the guy would be labeled a drunk and lose his job and reputation. - cRuSadeRN

4. So many style icons would've been judged harshly if their clothes were from Walmart instead of Saks.

Wearing weird / unusual clothing all the time.

If you are poor - you are a weirdo. If you are rich - you are just eccentric. - Hq3473

5. The entire state of Florida.

Rich Florida and Florida Florida are two very different things - ThePigMeister

6. Not fair.

Dressing provocatively. When you're rich it's a fashion statement, when you're poor you're a working girl - dqrst3

7. Living monastically is only cool if you're rich.

‘Minimalism’.

If you’re rich and you live in a ‘tiny’ house, and don’t have a lot material possessions, you are considered enlightened and living a good life.

If you’re poor and you live in a tiny house and don’t have a lot of stuff, you are considered a loser. - dannywitz

8. Bonus points if you have a quirky Instagram account dedicated to it.

Owning an RV - solidmanmuldoon

9. Drugs are a big one.

Big difference between a crack house and a cocaine apartment - Daloowee

10. Chic if you're rich, sad if you're poor.

shirts with holes in them - granndymadge2

11. All of these things are only looked down on if you're not rich.

Not having a job. Getting high. Spending money on non-essentials. At least that’s how it seems - --0--1

12. There's a big social difference between squirrel and big game meat.

eating animals that most people don't eat - one-hour-photo

13. Not raising your own kids has a different connotation depending on your income level.

having a live-in nanny makes you rich, but being raised by your grandparents means your parents are deadbeats - nautilusshell

14. Honestly, sounds like a luxury either way.

A backyard shower. - LoudTsu

15. And this is usually fun no matter what.

Holding your kid’s wedding and reception in your backyard. - Loreat

16. People will definitely treat this differently depending on income level.

Having multiple kids with multiple partners - culturedhoe

17. Excellent point.

Dressing up like a bat and beating people unconscious - ClintMourningWood


Britney Spears' sister responded to a fan who speculated about the singer's mental health.

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Jamie Lynn Spears is not here for anyone who speculates about her sister Britney Spears' mental health.

The former actress posted a few screenshots of tweets alluding to celebrities' mental health on Instagram, and one follower left a comment about Britney Spears. Jamie Lynn responded, telling him it's not his place to speculate about Spears' mental state and it's not Jamie Lynn's place to comment on it.

The comment and response were captured on the Instagram account Comments By Celebs.

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Jamie Lynn's original post started with a tweet from pop singer Halsey, which many speculate was about the fallout surrounding Kanye West's controversial recent behavior. Kanye has been open about his bipolar disorder diagnosis in the past.

"No jokes right now," Halsey wrote. "I have dedicated my career to offering education and insight about bipolar disorder and I'm so disturbed by what I'm seeing."

Many have been joking about West's recent statements and behavior, and even egging him on.

Jamie Lynn posted this tweet and a few others with a caption saying:

If you deal with mental illness or care for someone dealing with mental illness, then you know how important it is to respect the situation with privacy for the person, and the family trying to protect their loved ones, no matter how it may appear to the public, and as the public we must learn to do the same.
I pray this doesn’t bring shame to anyone dealing with mental illness, you are not alone, and you are loved.
Sending all my love and prayers to all of you♥️

One Instagram user posted a comment which has since been deleted, saying:

What about your sister's OBVIOUS mental illness? Why don't you speak on that?

Jamie Lynn responded:

you have no right to assume anything about my sister, and I have NO right to speak about HER health and personal matters. She is a strong, badass, unstoppable woman, and that's the only thing that is OBVIOUS.

Some have speculated about Britney's mental health, too, and many of her fans are participating in an online "#freebritney" campaign because they believe the conservatorship under which she's been placed for over a decade is overly stringent.

But Jamie Lynn has made it clear that she would prefer people not to speculate about her sister's mental health, while also advocating for greater understanding around public figures' potential mental health struggles in general.

Many of Britney's fans commented under Jamie Lynn's Instagram post, applauding her for raising awareness around bipolar disorder and mental health.

One fan agreed and urged people not to turn West's recent actions into a joke or entertainment.

And many who say they have bipolar disorder thanked Jamie Lynn.

Some others asked Jamie Lynn for more details about Britney, but she again refused:

So Jamie Lynn has made it clear that she will not be acting as a de facto spokesperson for her sister, while also advocating for greater understanding around celebrities' mental health.

26 Memes To Help Start Your Morning Off With A Giggle.

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"I enjoy life when things are happening. I don’t care if it’s good things or bad things. That means you’re alive."

-Joan Rivers

Life has many ups and downs, but no matter what, you can always find a reason to laugh. This list of memes is funny, silly, and guaranteed to make you chuckle this morning. Hey, it's something!

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20 funny and scathing tweets about wearing a mask and staying in quarantine.

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We're on the fourth month of quarantine (fifth for some people), and while the race for the vaccine continues - one of the best ways to cope with the chaos is through humor.

Sometimes the only way to get out frustration towards anti-maskers or the monotony of quarantine is by memeing the truly bizarre experience that is 2020. So, for your consumption and laughter, here are a handful of funny (and scathing) tweets about COVID-19.

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10 parents share what made them dislike their kid's significant other.

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Meeting a girlfriend or boyfriend's parents is so famously awkward that the movie Meet The Parents spawned a whole trilogy.

Parents dished about the moments that made them realize just how much they disliked kids' choices, and they all read like mini "Am I The A**hole?" posts. Some parents are judgmental a-holes, and some young people don't even try.

In true Reddit fashion, some of the kids answered themselves, but you still to experience the tension that must make Thanksgiving and/or Christmas unbearable.

1. Can a Twizzlers Woman and a Red Vines Man even make it work?

She was one of those granola type girls that thought vaccines were poisonous and that her purple crystal prevented all illnesses. She also became a Wiccan at some point (but she gave up about 2 days in) and believes women should be able to abuse and cheat and do whatever they want to men as reparations for thousands of years of inequality.

But the worst quality of all, she was a Twizzlers woman. -tribalDemon

2. This sounds like stigmatizing depression and anxiety but go off.

Mostly, that she's an energy-less, unenthusiastic person leaning towards depression. She's insecure and clingy, can't participate in the dinner conversation and will whisper to my son instead. If she talks it's always some sort of complaint. Also she barely says Hi and Bye. -LynetteScavo78

3. She certainly looked like one of Les Miserables.

Haven't met her yet. My son wasn't too impressed when he showed me a picture of her all dirty and disheveled. I asked with genuine concern if she was homeless and needed a place to stay. "She was in a play, mom."

Oh.

It's been a year and a half. I am an embarrassment to my son. -AntheiasGarden

4. This mom just might be The A**hole.

It was probably the time that my son was asked to come help with some yardwork, and a trip to the dump. He was promised homemade jambalaya and $40 in exchange (I love making him home cooked meals, because lord knows she can't). I was busy prepping and cooking and my boyfriend and son were busy working.

Girlfriend (now wife) is literally over my shoulder the entire time as I am trying to dice veggies, saute and season. She is gagging THE WHOLE TIME, "omg onions smell so bad, ugh what is that" all the while regaling me in her whoreish escapades. Then she vomited. It was at that point I knew she was pregnant. She got pregnant 1 week after returning from Texas and my son was the unlucky bastard to ride that ride. I don't like being crowded normally, but when I'm cooking and cutting things, please GTFO. -Sinfullymad

5. That's commitment.

HE POOPED IN OUR MASTER BATHROOM INSTEAD OF THE GUEST BATHROOM. Now our master bathroom is up 3 flights of exquisite porcelain stairs, down a 20’ porcelain hallway, through out porcelain garden, and up one last flight of porcelain stairs to the porcelain throne overlooking our glorious garden. And he didn’t even have the nerve to flush..... smh. -POOP-is-the-answer

6. Cheer up, Squirt.

My parents hated him because he stole $500. I hated him because he would only call me Squirt. -IInternet_Explorer

7. Watch the flowery language.

The first time my ex bf came to my parents' house for dinner, he told them his ultimate goal was to have "a basement full of beautiful girls." What he meant was female pot plants, but I guess didn't want to say that in front of the younger children at the table. It was so creepy. The whole family just stared. -raspbabies

8. Hippies Use Side Door.

This was back in high school, but my mom instantly loathed my brother's girlfriend. She was actually very soft spoken and mellow so I never had a problem with her, but she was one of those hippie chicks that was committed to going barefoot. My mom thought she was super gross and didn't really want her in the house. -SquilliamFancySon95

9. How DARE he have quesadillas unsupervised.

Lol funny story....my girlfriends dad never liked me in the house while he wasn’t there, but being rebellious teenagers we did it anyway. So my girlfriend is in the kitchen cooking me some quesadillas( I fucking love em ) and we hear the door unlock. I panicked and hopped off the couch and she rushes me in her room and hide in the fucking closet. He knew something was up by the way she was acting and that my F*CKING backpack was in there. So he came and found me and told me never to come back again. I’m still with her to this day, but me and his relationship is still kind of like oil and water. -TitusTheKing

10. It all comes down to this.

For my parents it was usually my SO's existence. -36degreecelsius

25 Memes That Will Only Be Funny If You're Over 25.

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"Don’t try to be young. Just open your mind. Stay interested in stuff. There are so many things I won’t live long enough to find out about, but I’m still curious about them."

-Betty White

Most of us dread getting older, but it's not all bad. They say you get wiser with age. It must be all of the ibuprofen you have to take. Whether you're aging like a fine wine or an avocado, you will definitely relate to these hilarious memes.

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25 Memes That Will Only Be Funny If You're Single.

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"My alone feels so good, I'll only have you if you're sweeter than my solitude."

-Warsan Shire

No matter what people say, being single freakin' rules. So much free time, none of the bull sh*t. These funny and relatable memes will make anyone who's unattached at the moment seriously laugh out loud.

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18 funny and satisfying responses to bigots on the internet.

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I scream, you scream, we ALL scream for bigots getting owned (and ice cream). And now there's an entire Twitter account devoted to it called "bigots getting owned." The burns are ice cold and delicious and absolutely worth screaming for.

Here are 18 funny and satisfying screenshots of bigots being put in their place. Enjoy!

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6.) Hey batta batta swing.

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17 people share the moment they realized their family was involved in organized crime.

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Some people choose a life of organized crime. While others are born into it. Those falling into the latter category at some point have a moment of reckoning when they realize something is a bit "different" about their family.

In a Reddit thread, these 17 people (protected by the anonymity of Reddit) share the moments they realize their families weren't living by the law:

1.) From superawesomepossum:

When I was little my parents grew tomatoes, we had several long green houses full of tomato plants behind our house. It wasn't until a few years ago I was talking to my sister and she asked me if I could remember ever eating or even seeing a tomato come from those plants. ohhhhh.......

2.) From [deleted]:

My dad came home with a pretty bad hole in his shoulder and told me to dump rubbing alcohol on it. He said he tripped, but the hospital was "too expensive".

That and I didn't recognize the truck he came home in.

3.) From CaptainWard:

When I was a young child my brother, William, got convicted with murder. The police while looking for him woke our family up in the middle of the night kicking our door in and dragging him out. My mother woke me up pissed off because they broke out door. Not that he wouldn't be coming back for about 20 years but that our door was now broken. I remember thinking that night of how much was my family actually into if this could happen without batting an eye.

4.) From Flying_Rhino_Monkey:

As a child I spend most of my time with my grandmother. Everyday after a soccer game, all of us will go to my house and my grandma will cook up something for all of us. Even when I move away for university, the guys still come over and help my grandma do her groceries/ water her garden and help her around the house. Then one day my grandma call me and say that most of the guys are gone because the police are after them for drug trafficking and apparently one of the guys is actually the big boss of the region. All my grandma cared about at that point was how is she going to go groceries shopping from now on.

TL;DR: my grandma used drug trafficking gang to do house chores for her.

5.) From [deleted]:

I don't know if I belong in this thread but growing up I was told my dad was a construction worker that's why he's gone at night. He always counted a lot of money like several piles of hundreds. Once my dad gave me and my siblings like five hundred dollars each. I used to sit in my room for hours because my dad had 'friends' over. Sometimes we got to get pizza when he had friends over. I think I realized something was up when I learned what weed was and how much there was in my house(several gym bags worth at least). Now that I think about it there was a lot that should have tipped me off like, how I was never allowed to answer the door, the expensive gifts, the fights with people I didn't know, his arrest confirmed my suspicions though.

6.) From kswervedirt:

My great gramps changed his last name to the one I have now due to a murder he committed way back. All his sons were the scariest old men I've ever been around. My mom has told me some vague stories about how they used to deal with people. Luckily my pops decided to play it straight but he had his psycho moments too. Hell, his own dad sent him to high school with a monkey wrench to deal with a particular bully. Destroyed this kids face I guess. To this day there are folks in town who call my dad "Wrench".

7.) From [deleted]:

born into a gang affiliated family. all my aunts and uncles have the 3 dots tats on their wrist bones and I knew something was off when I asked what it meant and got awkward looks back. also scary was when I was 3, my mom was watching America's Most Wanted and saw my uncle on the show.

8.) From marsasagirl:

When I realized how weird it was my family didn't have jobs, but we still had cash, our bills were paid, and we had food on the table.

9.) From jesspel:

My dad took off when I was 4, met him again at 15, moved in with him. Turns out he was a massive drug lord using the guise of a "computer repair business". Huge mob ties. Had one of my exes tied up in his trunk after he punched me. Great family man, terrible human being.

10.) From fobygrassman:

I wasn't born into it per-se, it was later in my life when i was about 12 but ill give it a shot.

  1. You know something is up but its mostly assumed that your family is loosely affiliated with the "real" criminals (their money men, accountants, lawyers, etc.)

  2. I probably knew some thing was up when my friend said he loved my moms new jag and i replied thanks, "one of my step-dads clients couldn't pay his bill so he just gave us his car" and my friend replied "dude, i don't think that's how it works"

also occasionally seeing people whose names you recognize your that you have met appear in the news paper is a dead give away as well

11.) From raptorman94:

My father, whom I see about every 2-3 years used to visit and:

  1. Would bring ~5-6 green things in huge plastic wrapped squares.

  2. I was about 10 when he offered me $100 to help him clear out a warehouse with 100's of empty plant pots filled with dirt. The warehouse also had foil covered rooms.

  3. Then he started bringing in massive white bricks from his truck when he stayed the night.

  4. Overheard a family friend talk about him breaking someone's legs with a baseball bat because they owed him money, but was too scared to go to the police.

He stopped everything when he got busted and nearly went to prison until his girlfriend at the time took the fall for whatever he was nearly charged with. Now he is worth millions and owns a massive company solely funded by the drugs he used to sell.

12.) From glittergrenade:

When I was about thirteen or fourteen and a group of my uncles pulled me aside and told me that if I went on any dates with boys, and the boys weren't nice to me, they would have them 'looked after'.

I thought it was a joke and laughingly mentioned it to my parents; my parents just went white and looked at each other and I didn't see the uncles much after that.

13.) From coprolite_hobbyist:

Not really my family, but I had some cousins that bought an old fishing shack on a lake that they eventually built into a mansion that sold for a couple of million dollars. We went over there a lot, they always had nice shit, but the only 'job' ever talked about was restoring vintage Ferraris or 'investments'. Their good friend down the street had a sea plane he'd land on the lake. When the county said he couldn't do that anymore, he bought the house next to him and built a landing strip. One of the things I liked about going over there was the fact they had a pair of full auto AR15's and got to shoot. It was a long time before I thought there was anything strange about any of that.

It was the 80's in the south, so I'm guessing they were really into selling Tupperware.

14.) From [deleted]:

About 8 years old. ATF agents kicked in the door of my house, put me, my mother, and my grandmother face down on the floor, and then went into her bedroom, threw everything out of her closet, busted a hole in the wall of the back of her closet, removed...something...and then left.

I have no idea, but my grandmother was into something. Seriously, no idea if those guys were even really ATF or not, but there was something there. They took it, and nothing more was ever said about it.

ALso, back when you used to have to pay for long distance, there were multiple calls to Germany on the phone bill every month. Asking about them would be met with, "That's grown up business child. Don't stick your nose in unless you want it chopped off." Every other Saturday, a man would come over and give me eclairs, and then he and my grandmother would go to the kitchen and talk. On several occasions, he would come with gifts for me, but I was never allowed to actually have them. Usually it was a doll or stuffed animal of some sort, and even though they were supposedly mine, my grandmother would take them into her room, take the stuffing out and put new stuffing in before giving them to me. Questions about the Eclair Man or the toys were also "adult business".

To this day, I don't know what the hell was going on.

15.) From mr_narbig:

Kinda knew it all along. When I was growing up I would hear snippets of conversation where my parents would say "______ is in jail...", "There looking for ..." "_ is probably now a millionaire...". Lots of uncles having nice stuff even though they didn't have formal jobs. Now I kinda know the whole story but still a few things I'm a little fuzzy about.

16.) From [deleted]:

My dad got out of his family in a pretty big way, but it still comes around in odd ways. The first inkling that I can remember being aware of that it wasn't all "old history" was when 13 members of his family dropped dead in rapid succession.

The next was the reveal that someone didn't just steal his car, but a week later delivered the stripped frame to his home. They didn't steal it from his home.

The next was when I learned there are three different birth certificates issued for me from the hospital at the time of my birth. one was used for court reasons, another was deliberately falsified at our behest, and the third is the one considered my 'true' birth cert.

The next was when I moved somewhere my dad wasn't too pleased I was moving to. I noticed some odd reactions to my last name around those parts. The distinct feeling of being unwelcome in a relatively large city like that gets ya.

I discovered my name causes certain... issues, when trying to enter Canada. I can, it just takes more time than it ought to.

The most recent reveal was the existence of false birth certs, ssns, passports, etc for myself and my parents. They haven't been used, but they exist; 'just in case'. My brother and sister do not have complimentary false docs since they are from my mom's prior marriage.

My dad has given little resistance to the idea of me changing my last name when it's been mentioned over the years; it's also something I learned a fair number of family members have done already. I think there's a conflict for him; being he and I are the last two of three males with the name alive; so he doesn't outwardly endorse the idea since I'm the youngest and only one likely to have children; If I change my name, the family name dies with me. (Well, our family, there's one other family in the US with the same last name; we've never looked in to any relationship.)

17.) From SoCoGrowBro:

Riding to 1st grade in a Rolls Royce isn't normal.

Bride asks if she was wrong to Photoshop bridesmaid to look skinnier in wedding album

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Can somebody still be considered a Bridezilla months after the wedding and honeymoon are over?

According to the internet, the answer is yes.

A newlywed was busted by her bridesmaid for editing the photos in the wedding album to make the bridesmaid look thinner, because apparently she regrets the silhouette of the bridesmaids dress that she chose.

The bride admits to being shallow, but does that make her an a**hole? She asked "Am I The A**hole?":

Look, I know what I did was shallow. I know. But it was a personal thing, and I’m not sure it makes me an asshole. I could be wrong, but I want everyone to hear me out.

I got married a little over six months ago. I gave each of my bridesmaids a group picture of us, these were portrait style pictures. For my personal album, there were many full body shots. My friend “Heather” is a bigger girl. In some of these pictures, the bridesmaids dress created a very unflattering silhouette. I asked my photographer to edit her. This was for my personal photos only, I cannot emphasize this enough.

It was only a matter of time before Heather found out.

Last Saturday I thought to have heather and two other girlfriends over for dinner. We hadn’t seen each-other in months and just wanted to drink and let loose. One of my girlfriends got around to looking at the photos from the wedding. She made a point to tell Heather she looked “damn good” in the photos and this drew her attention to them.

Heather got really offended and asked me what I did to the photos. I got mad at my other friend “Stacy” because she had no reason to point out that she thought Heather “looked good." I feel as if that is body shaming in and of itself.

The defendant didn't see the irony in criticizing somebody else for implying that "good" = "thin," and she continues to blame "Stacy" for the fallout.

I told heather that I had the photos edited for my personal album, and she got angry. We ended up getting into a shouting match, which I thought was totally unnecessary. I told her to be more secure, and pointed out that it was Stacy that was actually body shaming her, she drew her attention to the photos in the first place. Heather has been trying to shake me on social media and all of my friends are taking her side. These photos were edited for my personal album, does that make me an a**hole? I feel like Stacy shouldn’t have drawn her attention to them.

The jury was quick to condemn her as a big time a-hole.

Judge chewbeccah listed not one, not two, but FIVE reasons why this woman is, and I quote, "a horrible person:"

a) Stacy didn’t body shame her

b) You got the photographer to actually ALTER the looks of someone you supposedly care about

c) By blaming Stacy you were trying to pull focus from the sh*tty thing you did

d) You projected your feelings of guilt/getting caught onto your friends

e) How the f*ck can she be ‘more secure’ when someone she cares about secretly and actively requests her body to be changed because you don’t like how it looks in photos?

f) You keeping banging on about it being for your ‘personal album’... why the f*ck does it matter if the silhouette is flattering if you and your spouse are gonna be the only ones seeing it?

It's hard to argue with that, except you disapprove with chewbeccah's use of curse words.

Photoshopping a friend to suit your rigid standard of beauty is wrong, as is insisting that the issue is that somebody else noticed the edit. It's very Bob Loblaw logic.

Both "Heather" and "Stacy" deserve better.

20 people share stories of embarrassing mistakes that ended in positive outcomes.

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Most embarrassing moments end in a walk (or silent sit) of shame, and eventually transform into a funny story to tell down the line.

But occasionally, an embarrassing mistake turns into a surprisingly wholesome experience, proving that you truly can't predict how others will react.

In a popular Reddit thread, the OP shared an embarrassing story that ended in a positive outcome, and encouraged others to do the same.

1. From OP:

I pulled into a fire station earlier after mistaking it for a car shop for a blown-out tire. Three firemen came out and taught me how to change my tire.

I'd first like to say that I'm not from around here, and the car shop looks fairly similar. I know nothing about cars, being more of a computer guy. So, no, I didn't even know how to change a tire. Always had figured you had to do...other sh*t. Or something. I feel really bad now. Any other stories like this?

EDIT: I am a scrawny-a*s man. I'm straight. I'm also a disappointment to men everywhere.

2. From kgd222:

My cousin and her husband were in a foreign country (I forget which one, but it wasn't English speaking), driving through the countryside when they happened upon a nice looking restaurant. It was right around dinner time, so they went inside and asked for a table. The staff looked at them kind of funny, but that's to be expected when there's a language barrier.

After being seated, my cousin and her husband ordered food off of the oddly sparse menu, and as they were waiting, they noticed something strange: everyone in the restaurant looked like they were eighty or ninety years old. They dismissed it as a strange coincidence, and soon their food arrived.

As the meal progressed, things began to seem more and more unusual. The diners all seemed to know one another. The waiter was helpful, but it almost seemed like he was hiding something. And lastly, my cousin realized they'd seen almost no cars parked out front, but the restaurant was full.

By the end of the meal, my cousin and her husband discovered the truth. Instead of finding a quaint, roadside diner, they'd wandered into a private nursing home during dinner time. The staff had quickly figured out my cousin's mistake, but played it off like they were a typical restaurant. They had a good laugh about it at the end, and the waiter got a huge tip!

3. From aronskylar:

My story also involves firemen. I am a property manager at an apartment complex and one day me and my maintenance guy were testing our fire alarms. We inadvertently set them off which caused 4 fire engines to pull into our property within a matter of minutes. We were apologizing profusely but the captain informed us that they had been giving some first graders a tour of the firehouse when the call came in. So 60 or so kids got to see these guys jumping down the fire pole (lol) get into their gear and speed away. All of the children were in awe with their jaws on the floor. The firemen were still all smiles about it when they pulled into the property.

TLDR; Made some kids day by accidentally setting off a fire alarm.

4. From wittles:

I moved to the US from Morocco in 2003 and learned English from scratch. On my third week or so of school, the teacher was handing out a quiz/activity sheet and instructed us to clear our desks and set our textbooks on the floor. I turned and asked a classmate what "floor" meant, and she laughed and laughed and then told a few more girls so they could join in on the giggles.

Then, this girl came from across the room, looked at all of them and said: "she's been here 3 weeks and she already speaks English better than you, so stfu." Then she taught me what 'floor' meant and sat by me the rest of the school year and helped me understand the teacher better. She became a close friend and a sort of guide for me while I adjusted and got over the culture shock. I'll never forget her.

5. From Kellianne:

I was supposed to meet a (first) date at a blues club. I was very late - 45 minutes, which was not my fault. I was in a meeting that ran long and these were the days before cell phones. I didn't expect him to still be there but I went. He wasn't there but I spent a very nice evening with three men who were in town for an athletic directors' conference.

They were really nice and bought me drinks all evening--no, I didn't get drunk or go back to the hotel with them. It was just a very pleasant night. As for the man I stood up? That also turned out well. We've been married for 18 years. He never misses a chance to tell the story of how I stood him up for three other guys.

6. From ibitmytongue:

I was having a few drinks at a local bar with a group of friends on karaoke night (you can probably see where this is going). I had a little too much and was coaxed into a dare to sing a song. Normally, my decision-making process is still in check when a little buzzed. But I didn't have much of a dinner that evening, so my conscience was nonexistent.

Not one to be ridiculed by my mates, I said, "why not?" and got a buddy to sing with me. Much like how "location location location" is the rule of thumb for real-estate, "song choice song choice song choice" is ever so important in karaoke. But scumbag brain totally took no heed in agreeing to sing The Lion Sleeps Tonight.

It was a crowded Thursday night. My friends all stood up from their table when my friend and I were called to take the mic and started chanting and wooping, getting the bar all riled up, raising everyone's expectations. We had to rock that song.

We didn't really plan this out so when the words started showing on the screen my friend immediately stole the easy part and went with the "wimowe" leaving me with the high-pitch vocals. Suddenly, I get the feeling (I'vemadeahugemistake.jpg), but with all inhibitions gone I went for it.

"A WHEEEEEEEIIIEEEEEEIEEEEEEAAWHEEUUMMMUMMMAWHEEEEEY"

Nailed it.

The whole bar was in laughter, with a couple of "YEAAAH"s and "WOOO"s of encouragement from the crowd. We did the whole song, and we got a standing ovation as we walked back to our table. It was surreal. The waitress comes around and as we ordered our round of drinks, she slipped me a piece of paper with a girl's name and number.

"This girl likes you, from that table over there."

TL;DR Sung embarrassing song on karaoke, got hot girl's number.

7. From ramen__noodles:

I actually had a similar situation. I was driving and heard this big CLUNK and scraping sound, so I pulled into the fire station since it was just around the corner from where this happened. I initially just pulled into their lot to look under the car and see what it was, but the firemen all came out and looked too and then fixed it for me temporarily so I'd be able to take it to the garage (and I have no idea what was wrong now, but they were really sweet).

8. From Produent:

I was just getting back in town, having spent the better part of my day wade fishing on the coast. I was dressed in pretty ratty clothing - torn jeans, faded and torn shirt, ancient tennis shoes and no socks - and fairly soggy. I ducked into a gas station near my place to pick up a pack of smokes, and locked my fucking keys in my car.

Apparently, "slim jim" lock-picks were legal in Texas at one point. That isn't true anymore, because I walked to every single business within 10 blocks looking for one with no luck. Finally I came across the neighborhood fire station. The place seemed completely deserted, except for the open garage doors and bags of serious-looking firefighting...stuff.

I tentatively approached the open garage, calling out "Hello?" every few steps to announce myself. The foremost thought in my mind at this point was that I did NOT want to startle an entire fire crew - possibly armed with axes - by stumbling through their back door (keep in mind that I am still dressed in what is essentially a crackhead costume).

A sudden commotion in the parked fire engine caused me to pause and a minute later a guy pokes his head out of one of the side windows. I explained my situation and he told me to hold on. He vanished back inside the truck and there were a couple of minutes of considerable racket like he was digging through a huge pile of stuff. After a while I heard him go "HAH!" and he walked out from behind the back of his fire engine carrying a long black case. It was the most amazing lock-popping kit I have ever seen.

The guy showed me how to use everything and told me I could walk the kit down to the end of the block to the gas station where I had left my car, as long as I brought it back within a half hour or so. I was done in ten minutes and returned to a completely silent and seemingly uninhabited fire station. After waiting around for five or ten minutes I gave up and stuck the kit next to a pile of gear just inside the door. That guy saved me a whole sh*tload of grief that day.

TL;DR - In an emergency, go to the Fire Department first. Those guys are f*cking awesome.

9. From 01121955:

A couple years back, I was very attracted to my organic chemistry lab's teaching assistant. Whenever he came near my station, I would occupy myself with my work before I did something incredibly stupid. A couple weeks ago, I accidentally ran into a man while rushing down the library's outer staircase because I needed to go to my dermatologist for a minor rash on my lower back and I was short on time.

When I looked up to apologize, I saw the man was my teaching assistant. I just stared at him like an idiot. He asked me if I was okay. I went red and started talking about how wonderful the weather was. Ironically, right after I said that, it started raining, which made sense since it had been very cloudy all day. The rain got faster and harder. Because he is not an idiot like me, he had an umbrella. I think he thought I had some mental problem, yet, very sweetly, he shared his umbrella with me. He walked me to my car, then walked away like a beautiful man. (By the way, I was 40 minutes late for my appointment.)

10. From INTOLERANT_ATHEIST:

It wasn't really that embarrassing but I'll tell anyway. I was in San Gimignano (an Italian town) and I went to the best ice cream (gelato) shop in the world. The guy there could speak English and he said to me "What would you like?" I just said "two scoops of anything". The guy smiled and said something I didn't quite catch, so I just agreed with him. When he came back with the ice cream I had Pistachio and Red bull, my brother was laughing his head off and I got loads of weird looks from lots of folks.

Anyway, soon everyone in the line thought my choice of ice cream was absolutely hilarious (even though it wasn't my fault). I tried to keep my cool but my face just went red. So I took on lick and was like "WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?!", then everyone began ordering the same as me. So I guess it turned out OK in the end.

TL;DR asked the guy at an ice cream shop to give me any two flavors, I got Red Bull and pistachio, got laughed at, tasted awesome.

11. From gddc33:

My mom's work sponsored the Argos (CFL team) and they had one of those pass/punk/kick things with some of the players. I was a kid (maybe 10) to the throwing one, not knowing how to throw a football. I attempt a throw and it was pretty awful. The player at that station comes and shows me how to hold the football and the best way to throw it, and my next attempt was much better. That player was Doug Flutie. Whenever I throw a football now, I think of that moment.

12. From AngusMustang:

Don't be embarrassed about mistaking the station for a garage. In fact, visiting a fire station is a good way to get help for various non-fire, non--EMS events. Get directions, ask questions about city services, coordinate a visit and safety lesson. The thing about (most) firefighters is they love to help people and have an abundance of job-necessitated common-sense.

Couple tips on visiting a fire station: don't block the front bay doors. They may need to leave in a hurry. Don't visit after dark unless regarding an urgent matter. Most firefighters work 24-hour shifts and need to rest. Bringing food is nice, but if you're providing a whole meal, coordinate it for their next day on. Also, they may be required to verbally refuse any gifts. Bring it anyways. Most stations buy and start cooking all their own meals first thing in the morning and your food may be redundant. A better gift? ICE CREAM! It keeps and I've never met a firefighter who doesn't like ice cream. Source: I'm a firefighter.

Last note, OP, really don't be embarrassed. Last week I had a guy walk in and ask for ice pack because his a*s hurt. And he wasn't even mildly embarrassed. I've had people ask for directions, ask how to install a water heater, what fire extinguisher to buy, to inspect child seats, to check car fluid levels, cut off rings, recommend restaurants. If we can't help we'll point you to a resource that can.

13. From edubyah:

I was working a job (I wish I could tell you what the job was cause it would make this story more interesting but alas, I cannot.) It required me to sit in a hotel lobby for hours at a time. It was boring as hell but hey, I was getting paid to essentially do nothing. So a group of people that were staying at the hotel came down from their rooms and sat in the lobby. First thing I thought was, PEOPLE O_O

Anyway, to cure my boredom I started chatting them up and they were actually really cool and really fun to talk to. So eventually I asked them why they were staying here and one of them says oh our band is playing here. And I said, "Oh cool you're in a band? What's your band called?" And they say, "Alabama Shakes." My eyes go wide and I instantly feel like an idiot for not recognizing them.

I practically yell at them, "I listen to you guys every night before I go to bed!" They were flattered and laughed. It's so awesome to meet artists you adore and to find out how down to earth they are. For the rest of the day they would come in and out of the hotel and whenever they saw me they would chat me up for a bit. It really made my day 100% better. TL;DR worked boring job in hotel, accidentally befriended the Alabama Shakes. Boredom cured!

14. From assesundermonocles:

I part-timed as a waitress for this high-end expat-oriented restaurant until this Wednesday. On Monday, this MILF-tastic 40-something lady came in with her 4 kids and sat at the VIP area, which was within my zone. I took her orders, mostly flustered at how attractive she was.

I messed up two of the food orders for her children. It was an embarrassing mistake for this kind of restaurant and if reported to the manager, it would come out of my pay. Half an hour later, when I took the food to her table, she realized my mistake. She pointed it out, scowling at first. I bowed and apologized to her, wishing she wouldn't report it.

She then held my hand and said it's fine, kind of laughing it off. She then asked about my background. I explained it to her while she was still holding my hand and her children were snickering to themselves. She then asked "You've got a fascinating accent, [my name]. Do you like music?" I said yes and told her I used to play the violin. She then asked for my number and invited me over to her house this Friday to play for her.

I went yesterday and unknowingly lesbian-gigolo'd myself. She pounced me after I played Paganini's Devil's Laughter for her. I still have the marks where she dug her nails into my thighs. Fun times.

15. From skepticblonde:

This just happened to my cousin. She needed two new tires and her dad told her to go to Costco and pull right into their car shop. Instead, she pulled right through the huge doors in the front of Costco into the store. She pulled through to where people go into the grocery store of Costco. Had to be hilarious to be working that day. They had to tell a 19-year-old girl to please back her car out of a grocery store. She was quite embarrassed.

16. From zerbey:

There used to be an annual rite of passage for English schoolkids - the day we all got our TB vaccinations. It really isn't that bad, but it was also an annual tradition for the older kids to make it out like it was going to be horrendous.

I'm nervous as hell, I see the nurses setting up ready and just casually ask what time I would be called so I can mentally prepare for it. "What's your name?" "Erm... It's [Zerbey]". "OK Mr [Zerbey], you can be first... have a seat".

Spent the rest of the day watching the rest of my classmates get called, and of course telling them how painful the experience was. Grin.

(EDIT: You know I should clarify this, we didn't get the BCG jab once a year, it was a once in a lifetime thing...it just always happened around the same time).

17. From Meat_Robot:

There really needs to be a mandatory high school class on car basics, especially as teenagers move into driving age. Changing a tire/oil, how the engine works, what all the fluids are for, what happens when you don't maintain different bits, etc.

18. From Temptress75519:

I thought I could make it to work (2 miles) on an underinflated tire. I got about a block and a half. It was raining. It was Christmas eve and I had the only keys to the store. I had NO F*CKING clue how to change a tire.

I had my flashers on as I was trying to figure it out and a fire truck showed up and 3 really good looking firemen changed it for me.

Tl;dr: firemen are bad a*s.

19. From ba_da_bing:

My aunt did this while on vacation in Germany with her husband. They were driving across the countryside staying at B&B's they found along the way. She spotted a nice little place and told my uncle to pull over so she could run in and check it out. A very nice older lady opened the door and obliged when my aunt asked to be shown around. After the tour the lady offered my aunt some tea, and while she was sitting in the living room drinking her tea she realized that this wasn't a B&B. It was someone's home.

20. From kushboy:

I once called Apple support (maybe 15 years ago) for an iMac I was having issues with. The guy on the phone was guiding me through some troubleshooting when he asked if I realized I had called some sort of Golfing hotline. He just happened to have a Mac and was trying to help. I forget what the problem was, but he did help me fix it.

25 funny and pointed posts calling out people who refuse to wear masks

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Doctors have bad news for people who refuse to wear masks despite official orders to do so: all anti-maskers have been diagnosed with Being A Selfish Jerk, and the cure is getting over themselves.

Doctors, patients, and respectful rule-followers are posting about wearing their masks, and busting myths about people's bad excuses not to. If essential workers can keep their noses and mouths covered for ten-hour shifts, then shoppers can handle it over the ten minutes it takes to buy Pop Tarts.

These posts—some serious, some silly—are effective Public Service Announcements to send to your conspiracy theory-loving uncle.

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20 people share stories of school field trips that went very badly.

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Childhood field trips can be some of the most fun memories, but they can also be supremely weird depending on the field trip spot.

For example, bringing a class of kids to a giant national park makes for a fantastic time, while bringing them to a funeral home makes for a completely different vibe.

In a popular Reddit thread, people share the worst field trips they've been on, and they range from hilarious to deeply terrifying.

1. From ngatiara:

Had the opportunity to do an overnight stay at a zoo once as a class trip, which included seeing all the animals after hours, feeding times, and getting to go into some of the enclosures to feed certain animals. Unfortunately, only two of us voted for that option, everyone else voted to go see Jurassic Park 2 at the movies.

I'm still bummed about not going to the zoo 25 years later.

2. From stopcounting:

We went to a beach where horseshoe crabs mate. Hundreds and hundreds of horseshoe crabs, latched onto one another and jizzing in the 95-degree heat.

The smell was unimaginable.

Edit: Google "Delaware Bay horseshoe crab spawn" for pictures.

3. From HitherFriendly:

Trip to a fort. We had a look from the bus since they wouldn't allow us in and went back to school.

4. From KindGrade:

We went to a community college. That was pretty fun, but it was a girls-only field trip, so the poor boys were stuck listening to speeches about becoming a man.

5. From TreeHuggerKatCo:

We went to the fire station in first grade. We were getting back on the bus and as I was going up the steps to board the bus, the kid in front of me turned around and vomited all over me. My hair, my face, the front of my shirt, my shoes: covered in vomit. Had to spend the rest of the day at school and the walk home in vomit hair and clothes.

6. From Narniach:

We went to the canoe museum. You know what is NOT fascinating? Canoes.

7. From Jauxerous:

To the museum of work. Yeah, take the 8-year-old children and show them the magical and interesting world of the 8-hour workday. Brilliant idea!

8. From MSN_AL3X:

In sixth grade, our entire middle school went to a high school play. It was so boring that one of our teachers fell asleep.

9. From UnknownThreat25:

Six flags. All everyone wanted to do was shop and didn't want to ride any rides, so I rode them all by myself and nobody even realized I was gone.

10. From TheInfamousShart:

We went to the museum (iirc it was a Bodies exhibit, where they have actual human cadavers) and I remember two kids in my class fighting and knocking down a fetus jar. It didn't break but our teacher was so pissed she just ended our tour and argued with us all the way back to school.

11. From alicedeelite:

My sister watched her friend suffocate and die in a pile of salt on a school trip to the salt processing plant. They let the kids climb on the mountains of salt and she hit a hollow spot and just fell in. Salt closed over her and they couldn’t pull her out in time.

“How was the field trip!?” “My friend died.”

I think they were in 5th grade.

12. From djc8:

Can tell you the worst field trip that I didn’t go on. In 5th grade we were supposed to go see some circus thing. It was September 11, 2001.

13. From itaintevensix:

My girl scout troupe went to the police station. It wasn’t initially terrible, but they locked us in a cell and took pictures while the cell next to us actually had a lady that was arrested earlier. We heard a lot of curse words that day, I have a faint memory of her pissing herself as well.

14. From Schid1953:

Slaughter house to "see how hot dogs are made". Elementary school, early 60's, Rapid City, South Dakota. Black Hills Packing was the company. No longer there. Condos or appartments there now. If cows and pigs had ghosts that place would be haunted AF.

15. From Aceofkings9:

I went to Memphis for an overnight trip in 5th grade. I caught a fever the night we got there and was deathly ill the entirety of the next day. I remember going to the Pink Palace and sitting on every single bench with my friends, waiting for everyone else to get through the exhibit. After that we went to a stop on the Underground Railroad where I almost certainly got my first migraine. Finally, on the bus home, I vomited all over one of the chaperones and the bus floor.

16. From EdgelordZeta:

I was supposed to be on luxury cruise around the harbor. The captain of the vessel never showed.

17. From ihopeyoulikeapples:

My school had the bright idea to do a camping trip in November in Canada. Everyone spent the whole time in their tent trying to stay warm.

18. From MrTossPot:

When I was 10 we went to a Bunnings Warehouse. To this day I don't know why they decided to bring school kids to a hardware store.

19. From dpcaxx:

We went to a funeral home in elementary school. One kid passed out as the nice old creepy as f*ck guy explained the embalming process as we all stood around the embalming table. I think it was the line "...and the blood runs down these gutters on the sides of the table" that put the kid over the edge.

20. From IInternet_Explorer:

In 7th grade we went to see a nunnery. It was 3 hours of only praying and 20 minutes explaining why the nunnery existed. Most boring day of my life.

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