When friends reveal their true nature

It's a tale as old as time. A married dude on Reddit decides his wife can't “provide” for him sexually, he begs her to open the marriage . Fast forward and his wife, who reluctantly agreed, has way more success with suitors, causing the husband to change his mind about having an open relationship at all. And then he posts about it on Reddit. It seems these dudes will never learn, but if we're being honest, it never gets old to watch ‘em f*ck around (literally) and find out (literally). Thanks t…

Depending on the people, all sorts of subtle power dynamics can start to emerge in a new marriage and manifest in strange ways. These dynamics can become especially ugly and problematic if one person in the relationship is a sociopathic control freak. An older r/AmItheAsshole thread recently went viral on Twitter because of its sheer weirdness. The original post by u/aitalightswater comes across as desperate as she explains her husband's bizarre behavior. According to OP, her husband quit his j…

We're sad to report that the boomers still don't understand that things have changed in the past fifty years. It's as if nothing has happened outside of their lived experiences. “I made $10 an hour in 1970 and bought my own house by the time I was 30! If I did it, so can you.” You can try and explain to grandpa the concept of housing price inflation, or that $10 in 1970 is equivalent in purchasing power to about $77 today (which would be an annual salary of $148,379), but there's a strong chanc…

Listen, there's nothing inherently wrong with a parent asking their adult offspring for rent money, but if that kid decides to move out as a result, the parents can't get mad. In the case of redditor u/LetterheadMaterial93 , it's not like she wasn't contributing around the house. In fact, she and her siblings pulled their weight in chores in exchange for a roof over their heads. But when OP started buying nice things for herself with the money she earned at her job, her siblings started getting…

A wise man once said, “I'm a creep. I'm a weirdo. What the hell am I doing here? I don't belong here.” Creep is one of the most popular songs ever written, and it's easy to see why. Everybody feels like a creep and a weirdo every once and a while, and if you feel like it enough, it can be pretty hurtful. On the other hand, there are some personalities that are just unpleasant to be around. I can't stand it when somebody makes weird mouth noises all the time. It creeps me out when you can hear a…

Surely they can afford two smoke breaks

The audacity

One of the best parts about being a salaried employee is that you don't get called in for random shifts on the weekend. At least I don't, but y'all stay safe out there. There's nothing worse than preparing for a nice long day of doing nothing than receiving a call from your manager. When I worked at a dog bakery, I was always the person saying “yes” to picking up this one girls shifts. If it sounds like I was being a pushover, it's because I was a pushover. For me, it was hard to leave money on…

She played herself

Malicious compliance at its best

Businesses fundamentally misunderstand how the average person approaches reviewing something. Unless you are a “Local Guide” on Google Reviews, you are not going to leave a review for a service unless it's a 1-star or a 5-star experience.

Talk smack, get whacked

I'm so glad I'm not in school anymore and no longer have to be the “buffer student.” Almost every former girl child knows what it's like to be the “buffer student." When teachers have “problem kids” in their class, they often seat them next to quiet and well-behaved kids (mostly girls) to attempt to mitigate the problem (or buffer it). Teachers think that well-behaved kids will rub off on the rowdy ones, but usually, it results in well-behaved kids becoming miserable. I always seemed to end up…

Instead of mooching, she could just play Meerca Chase for hours on end to make 1B Neopoints just like the rest of us did

Let's be real: College sucks for a lot of reasons. The “Freshman Fifteen,” midterms and finals, essays that take you a million years to write and rewrite, only to rewrite again. I hated it all. But dealing with haughty, self-important professors may have been the absolute worst. I remember at University of Toronto, I had a professor who only assigned books he had written. This is a sure sign of a narcissist and someone who cares far more about their reputation and book sales than they do about…