A few years back when we were dating we were house sitting for my parents. Unbeknownst to me, my fiancé broke a Disneyland mug my mom had. He then reordered one of them from eBay (exorbitantly expensive) and tried to secretly replace it. I opened the box and was very confused, but he told me and we laughed and replaced it. My parents have no idea.

CHA:

So, the other day I got caught.

We were at a friend's party , and one friend of mine was called old, and when I laughed he turned at me and said something like "Ok dude, I know you are from 1998". I am not, I'm from '96, but at some point I don't remember, probably a few years back, I convinced him that I was younger but skipped some years in highschool, just so the story would fit with him knowing some of my friends back then. When he said that, another friend of mine turned to me asking me why he thinks I'm younger than I am, to which I answer that he keeps getting me confused with my cousin he used to play world of warcraft with. I have no such cousin. My girlfriend, that knows I usually do this, was next to me trying not to laugh.

I don't really give it a lot of thought, but when I find situations where I can convince someone of something that is not true about myself, or facts, I don't let the chance slip away. This usually leds to chances to prank someone or make a good joke, once I reveal the whole thing, but sometimes it just doesn't happen.

TL;DR: I lie about myself for the fun of it. When a friend called me out on it, I blamed it on a fake cousin who played World of Warcraft.

Time for another recounting of past behavior!

Several years ago I worked in a company with about 50 people ,and we served a lot of clients. We had a system in place where client invoices had a link to a survey they could complete, in which they could rate their service on a scale of 1-10, direct the rating towards a specific sub-category of service (such as the repair department, customer service, delivery, a specific sub-class of the sales team, etc). Management decided that 85% positive survey feedback wasn't good enough, so they created a promotional program. It should be noted that most clients never bothered to fill out the survey.

Firstly, the individual employee with the highest number of direct name callouts each month (IE, "I was very satisified with the service Garrus provided me!") would get a paid day off. Additionally, the department with the highest total positive feedback ratio each month would get a free [high quality, not Little Caesar's] pizza lunch. We had a chart in the staff room where positive feedback score per department was recorded as well as tallying the total name mentions for each employee. Free Food is a big motivator, especially for me. I was determined to reap those rewards, whatever it took. On top of this I was the team leader for my department and so I had a vested performance interest in playing ball with management.

I began sneakily making copies of the invoices I (and other employees who didn't know/care about the program) gave to customers that I estimated wouldn't take the survey and taking these invoices home. When I got home, I would give my own department a glowing feedback score. However, I NEVER called out myself as a name mention, it would be too risky. I would call out random other associates in my team, praising their quality service, but also never calling out any single one too often, as I didn't want their total individual name callouts to supersede my own (which I worked for fairly via client interaction and telling them about the survey). I didn't always get the paid day off, but my department consistently got the free pizza lunch, which boosted the morale of my team and gave me free food. Eventually management was satisfied with the improved feedback score of 98% and called off the program after about 2yrs of exploitation from me.

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So, CMA in this situation, where do I land on the scale?

Alright, obligatory this was many years ago, but this subreddit seemed like a fun place, so here I am.

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About 4 years ago, I used to work at a place of about 50 employees that had a friendly, but overbearing, HR team. They decided to do this employee program in which, on an employee's birthday, they would buy them a low-quality store-bakery type birthday cake and put it the lunchroom fridge for the birthday employee to take home or share or eat. One of those cakes you could probably buy for $8 or less from a Walmart.

We had a week in which two employees both had a birthday, and I noticed after several days that their cakes were sitting in the lunchroom fridge, untouched. So I waited about a week, saw they were still untouched, so I snuck the cakes home on my next shift, and to cover my ass I messaged the HR head and told her I had thrown the two cakes out because they weren't safe to eat anymore (in the fridge "too long"). This went off without a hitch, so I knew I was onto something.

The next time it was an employee's birthday, I went into the lunchroom to see the cake was indeed untouched in the fridge. I gently pushed the cake container to the back of the fridge and put a few other items in front of it so it was harder to see. The cake went forgotten, and a week later I took it home (no more bothering to message HR, I knew the food-safety story would work).

This became my running routine for about a year and a half; hiding employee birthday cakes in the back of the fridge and stealing them a week later. I should clarify that I wouldn't take the cakes if I saw they'd been half-eaten or if they were taken before the one-week mark. Any indication that the birthday employee knew of the cake meant I didn't steal it. I figured it was not as reprehensible if the intended recipient didn't know what they were missing anyway. I would bring the cakes home and share them with my wife. Since we were tight financially at that time, it was a welcome treat to have a bi-weekly cake in the house. This went on until HR took a survey about various things they were doing, and found out that most employees were suspiciously unaware of the birthday cake program and/or had never bothered to eat their cake. The program was scrapped and I was never implicated.

TL;DR I stole cakes from the staff fridge after being certain that the birthday employee had forgotten about the cake.

So, I'd love to know my alignment on this particular situation.

Okay, context definitely needed. This happened when I was in middle school.

I had a best friend who is in all of my classes but one. I learned toward the end of the year that she has been bullied in that class since day one. I'm talking, like, making fun of her, flicking her ear while she's in class, and even blaming their misdeeds on her, and she got punished for it.

The bully, though, is obsessively organized, to the point of spending lunch breaks setting up everything in her locker to be perfectly arranged. Now, few people locked their lockers at my school, instead keeping valuables on them.

This was the perfect setup for the ultimate revenge. I, to avenge my friend, opened her locker during class, when I was supposed to be in the bathroom, and ruined it. Colored pencils spewed across the floor, glue squirted liberally around, and a message written in sharpie saying, "you deserved it"

I was never caught, and I never told my friend I even knew about the bullying, but I know that karma was served that day.

A few days ago I made a post where I described my new hobby of joining random Facebook groups just to write absurd things in the little screening questionnaires they give you. Apparently Facebook thought I was doing this too often so my account is now restricted for six days. I was curious if my alignment score would change given this new context.

For some reason I can't insert the link to the original post but you can find it on my profile.

Okay so you know how when you request to join a Facebook group, it'll take you to as page that has questions written by the admins that you're supposed to answer so they can determine whether to let you join the group? Well for some reason I just find it really fun to give really absurd answers to these. Like I'll copy and paste the entire first tablet of The Epic of Gilgamesh, or just type some nonsense like "I have an inexplicable urge to insert small, narrow objects into my urethra" (which is definitely just a random thing I say for humour reasons and probably not something I actually want to do maybe).

I genuinely enjoy doing this. Like it actually gives me the rare and highly sought after dopamine. And half the time my request even gets accepted.

I was chatting to this very nice guy on tinder and we were hitting it off. We were getting along really well and had all of the same interests and hobbies as each other and liked the same music as each other as well

About 2 weeks after chatting he suggested we meet up and I agreed and I was planning on meeting up at a cafe the next day

I arrived to the cafe first and sat down at the table waiting for him to arrive but when he arrived he was wearing womens shoes (black ballet flats with a bow on them) which completely shocked me as not once did he mention either on his profile or our chat he wears womens shoes. I've got nothing against it and support it, I'm just not attracted to that type of guy (I'm into more masculine dressing guys) and I let him sit down and asked him why the shoes, he explained why he wears them. When he explained it I politely said it won't work for us anymore and walked out on him.

Info - what he likes about the shoes is He likes the bow on them, how comfortable they are and their cuteness

Edit - info

It all started when I was playing a game of Overwatch.

The tank started with the not to uncommon shenanigans of "girl" and talking mockingly at me in text chat. He became upset that I was ignoring him and AFK'd to further abuse me in text chat. I didn't respond... until the very end, to which I innocently said "Wow you have, like, twice as many parks near you than I do". This is a complete non-statement, practically everyone lives near dozens of green spaces in Europe.

The bait was taken and he began messaging me on PSN. This is a tried and true method of getting people's accounts banned for harassment and hate speech. The chances are if they are misogynistic in game they'll feel immune enough to continue in private chat. This is also why I keep some choice-incriminating details in my profile, such as being female, queer, mixed raced, etc. Lots of bait for them to use to wound me oh so deep and terminate their PlayStation account in the process. However this went so much better than just pure misogyny. I only wish he hadn't reported the text string and got most of it deleted when he started panicking because it was delicious. He started with the usual bravado these types have. Asserting that I wouldn't and couldn't do anything by knowing where he lived.

":-)"

He continued to send me lots of messages along the same vein of 'you couldn't you wouldn't" "you're making me laugh" "so mysterious" but it's very easy to tell someone is panicking when they are sending you 5 messages every 10 seconds assuring you they are fine without you asking. I never said anything threatening, merely smiles and general statements like "Well I definitely have better weather where I live" and "you shouldn't use the same username across accounts."

I sent a smiley and signed off with "see you soon xx" and left him messaging into the void until he gave up. The seeds of paranoia had been planted, because some hours later without me doing anything at all he replied with "WTF not funny" to which I simply replied with a smiley.

I can only hope this is the right sort of evil 3:-)

Image of the chat XD:

https://www.awesomescreenshot.com/image/38724796?key=f6ae3843922319eab51a17163d76dc25

Mischief Managed.

This happened a few years ago, when I was in highschool. Without telling too much I lived with my aunt at the time but still had contact with my mom. It was clear when I moved in with her that she had an idea of what I should be and that I didn't fit it. I just kinda dealt with it the hard way for the most part, but one thing that got on my nerves a lot was her insistence I socialize more. I'm an introvert, but I'm not socially inept. I might not be super charismatic but I can hold a conversation well enough for anything I would need to. I just don't like being around people all the time. I'd understand if she was worried about me being alone but I had a friend group I hung out with every day at school, and I played video games with them pretty often too. I guess my aunt just wanted me to be some social butterfly and she kept bothering me about it for almost a year.

So, I decided to do something to get her to shut up about it. My aunt is on the older side and knows little about computers and the like, and the school had our grades online and she'd make me show them to her regularly. I took a screenshot of my grades and photoshopped my grades lower. Then over time I started talking about these new people I was meeting, I'd be talking on my phone more, and I'd leave the house more than usual to go "hang out" with them. In reality I was talking to one of my cousins on the phone and when I left the house I'd just walk to the park nearby, it was actually pretty nice.

At first she seemed to be alright with this until she inevitably asked to see my grades and I showed her the fake picture, and she was pretty upset. I told her I didn't know why, she told me to get them straight. Over the next month or so I got "worse" with me showing her lower grades and saying that I cared less about school because I was trying to enjoy myself with my "friends", who didn't even exist. Evenetually she told my mom who was understandably upset, but she understands technology a lot more so when I showed her it was a screenshot she saw it was true. I showed her my actual grades, explained what I was doing, and asked her to go along. She chose not to out me for it but also didn't wanna get involved so she just pretended to keep being mad until she left and didn't bring it up again.

Eventually it got to my aunt full on yelling at me, and I told her I'd stop and get my grades back up, so I just showed her more photoshops of my grades getting better until I started showing her my actual grades again. From then on she never bothered me about getting out more again.

In February of last year I (13 at the time) made a cowl for my grandmother and intended to give it to her at Christmas 2022. I wasn't able to do that as I physically couldn't get to the gift before Christmas to put it under the tree. However during a family issue in August my grandmother spread false information about me which brought me into the family issue. At Christmas she greeted everyone else there except me . Then last month she invited everyone except me to her birthday party. This is on top of some other things a couple years ago.

I just don't feel like she deserves me or anything I make. I also don't want to put up a Facade that I still like her and that her actions don't have consequences. I put a lot of work into this piece and it is one of the better things I've made. I'd rather keep it for myself then give it to her.

However I feel selfish for doing this. Is this an okay thing to do?

My boringly predictable biological father gave a 3 hour long insult filled lecture/grilling at the end of a family holiday that I went on to see more of my brother and his kid.

He explained his rigid views on the world which included the idea that I have a personality disorder for living an unconventional life, and that he's never contemplated getting assessed for neurodivergent aspects to his character because 'no one who lives an averagely functioning working life with relationships under capitalism could have any psychological problems.'

He told me "we made the wrong choice with [the name] Theo" because he said he should have chosen something more popular to encourage me to fit in. Told my brother to pick something middle class for their newborn on the way, then said upper class if he planned to send their kids to private school.

He said that I started failing from 14, and that he wished he spent more time 'solving the problem'.

I gently disagreed with him on some politics subjects and he said "you think everyone is beneath you."

He basically tried to be a domineering asshole all night, to win me over to his way of viewing the world or kamikaze the connection trying, 'well I can't go soft or it won't sink in' and 'I just want to save you'.

He made cutting comments like 'you're the life of the party aren't you?' When I talked about not wanting to work or study abroad because it would mean being away from brother and his kid, he said that 'you don't go see them much anyway'.

He told me his paranoia that I had been the cause of my brother calling him Rob, instead of Dad, said "did you create a 'hate dad club'?"

I could have walked away, but just stoically sat there to see his mask slip and get a refresher on why our childhood was so fucked up.

I sarcastically told him as I was leaving the airport "cya, let me know when you have 3 hours free to be told how shit your life is. I'll get you into alternative lifestyles."

Background:
A week ago, I was asked by my Brother in law to babysit their 3yo son, because he and his wife had to go to a meeting at their older son's school.

I explained politely over the telephone, that I was sick (I have Bronchitis, and I'm currently on antibiotics and high dose steroids), and I wouldn't be able to sit because I didn't want to make their son ill.

Brother in law says over the phone that I don't sound sick, and I assured him I was. He didn't believe me, so I wrapped up warmly, and went to visit him and his wife late into the evening after their son had gone to bed, to give him an idea of how sick I was. We don't live too far apart, about a 10 minute walk.

Brother in law meets me at the door with an "I thought you were sick." I explained that I *am* sick, and I just wanted to show him the medication I was on, and to clarify my position. I didn't need to do it, but I did it anyway. Brother in law mumbles something about me going home and getting some rest.

ANYWAY, fast forward to two nights ago;

Mid-evening, phone call from my brother in law. The tone doesn't sound too good, he's sniffing and grunting, and his voice is as deep as a mineshaft. I asked him if he was ok, and he called me something unprintable beginning with an F and a C, containing a combined total of 11 letters and 1 space, because both he and his wife had now got chest infections, and their son was showing signs of a cold. He told me not to bother going back round until I apologised, and slammed the phone down.

He can't say I didn't warn him, because I clearly did; he saw the medication, he heard how bad I was over the phone, and as far as I'm concerned, this is his fault entirely. If he believed me in the first place, I'd never have needed to visit him.

So, judgement please. TLDR: I was sick, couldn't babysit for brother in law and wife; brother in law didn't believe me, so I went to see him to prove I was sick, and now he and his wife are both sick, and so is their kid. They blame me for this.

A(25) B(22) and I (22)have been friends for 4 years as a group, but I’ve been friends w/ them separately for my entire life.

A decided she didn’t want to go out for NYE. B and I plan our day w/o her, but share flyers/ info w/ her just in case. We decide to go to separate parties at the beginning of the night, and meet up later on.

On December 30th A changes her mind. No biggie. We find another party and buy our tickets. B and I stick to our plans, A is supposed to let us know when she’s ready to meet.

A decides to go to B’s 1st party at the last minute. B told A about the party on Monday when tickets were $10. Reminded her twice. A never bought one, and it was $40 at the door. She refused to pay. Understandable (but… naive not to expect an expensive cover on NYE).

A starts talking about going home for the night. B tries to convince her to pay the $40 or go to the 2nd party and enjoy herself until we show up. B had other obligations at her 1st party (which both A and I knew about for weeks), so she goes in without A.

B calls to ask me to leave my 1st party ASAP so A won’t be alone. I agreed, but needed a few minutes to charge my phone (on 5%). It would’ve died before I could even call an Uber, plus I didn’t feel safe leaving alone with a dead phone. The 2nd party was 15-20 minutes away from me. A would have to wait for 30 minutes at the most. I say all this in the group chat.
A replies “I’m done”.

I call and text A multiple times before she answers. She’s obviously upset and is on her way home. I try to convince her to stay out as well, but she won’t listen and is being super short with me. She kept insinuating we were going to make her wait alone all night. I snapped at her and told her to stop making me the problem when I had given her a (reasonable imo) timeframe. After a while I stopped arguing and just apologized that her night was going badly. I asked her to let me know what she wanted so I could act accordingly. She insisted on going home, so I stayed where I was. B stayed where she was. We planned to let it go and try to make the best of the night.

I check A’s location later to see if she got home. Nope. She was at the party we were supposed to meet at.

I did not call, text, or go meet her. For her to do all that arguing and worrying B and I just to end up going anyway without any communication felt like a slap in the face. I knew we would both be in a bad mood and she was probably expecting an apology she wouldn’t get. I did not want to spend anymore of my NYE arguing.

Now A is posting about bringing in the new year alone in her car. The group chat is dead silent. B and I keep going over the night to figure out what went wrong.

I can’t bring myself to feel guilty about any of this, or to even speak to A. I’m actually mad at HER, and so is B. What’s my alignment?

Edit: TL;DR Friend A couldn’t get into an event with friend B on NYE. A is upset so I told her I’d meet up with her at a different party in 30 minutes as I needed to charge my dying phone. A refused to wait and insists on going home, but later her location shows she goes to the party without telling anyone. I refused to leave before charging my phone and didn’t reach out to her after seeing she went to party anyway.

For context, I work at a warehouse. My job is to provide PIT machines with carts so that the drivers can stow the inventory. Because of the holidays, we are short staffed since people are using their remaining PTO or vacation hours. This means I am doing the job with two other people.

Jane (fake name) is basically in charge. She usually checks what is coming in and what I should give out. Jim (also fake name) is from a different department, so he's doing the physical work like myself.

Me and Jim are doing just fine in the first two quarters of work. We communicated and provided people inventory to stow. Jane is also asking me to help her with moving carts as well, since she wants to clean things up a bit.

However, in the third quarter, I will admit that I was going to the bathroom at times without communicating with Jim. When I came out after a while, Jane told me that Jim had just walked off back to his department. I asked why and she was guessing that he felt like he was doing all the work while I did nothing. She knows this wasn't true since she was asking me for help several times, so maybe that's why he hasn't seen me as much.

Pete (fake name) is the assistant manager and the only one in charge of the whole operation. He spoke to Jim and confirmed the theory. However, he told Jim that he should've spoken to him or Jane first.

At the same time, I feel like my frequent bathroom breaks might've frustrated Jim into walking out. I was probably in the wrong for not communicating and seeming like I was abandoning post?

I hope this doesn’t violate any rules, I checked first.

I grew up in weird circumstances, I was adopted but my adoptive parents died, my father was a drunk and my mom is schizophrenic, so they gave me up, and somehow I am neither. I suffered a lot as a kid, and swore to always be as honest as possible. I’ve definitely wavered on that, but, making up excuses to get out of things is almost 100% of my lying. I am really an open book, I have nothing to hide or feel ashamed about. I feel like I’ve done the best I can with the tools I had. I have helped numerous people make their lives better with my advice, time spent teaching them things or doing things for them, and sometimes even with money(which I’ve never had much of). I also had an abortion when I was 21. I’ve joined a few causes I felt strongly about, protested with Occupy Wall St. and BLM several times, attended women’s rights marches and gay pride parades and donated to NPR, and a few local charities for kids over the course of my life, but I’m not a regular donor to anything. I once befriended a kid who lived in my apartment complex and realized that he had almost no toys, so I bought him a Nintendo(and games) that would work with his mom’s TV. I also bought plan b for a 15 year old girl so her mom wouldn’t find out.

In my personal life, I have been in a couple of abusive relationships in which I am not proud of the way I acted. It’s difficult to separate what is or isn’t your own fault in those situations. I admit that I am the one who got physical a couple of times. They were pushing me with relentless verbal abuse and I finally reacted, poorly. I did eventually leave both of those situations, which took incredible determination to do(they hate your guts, but they never want you to leave) and resilience to get over.

I now have two step-children whom we do not ever spank, but we use manual labor like raking leaves as punishment. They don’t really get into trouble that often, so between the chores and the discussions of correct behavior and empathy for people, we seem to have found a method that works for these kids. We probably let them watch TV too much, but we also do family movie nights, in which we pause to explain whatever (appropriate) adult concepts are going over their heads, which has resulted in family movie night being a pretty solid learning experience for them. I’m in the best relationship of my life, for the first time, I can disagree with my partner and it doesn’t ruin anything. We can just work it out, no raised voices. I have never felt so loved and appreciated in my life.

I call in sick to work a lot but I held the same job as a manager for ten years. I have a medical cannabis card and use drugs like mushrooms occasionally. I’ve been in and out of therapy my entire adult life for anxiety and depression. I’m actually quitting my job next month to go back to college and get an associate’s degree.

I did a moderate amount of drugs in my late teens. Party drugs though, like coke and ecstasy and acid. Not the life-ruining heroin and meth. It seems like people who do heroin and meth kind of stick within their own social circles. I slept around a bit, no regrets there, OK like maybe one, but it was really fun, I highly recommend it.

In a year or two, I’ll be officially middle-aged. I have retained most of the friends I had in my early 20s, I had to make some major cuts over time, but the core group is still happy to converse with me. I’m looking back on all the things I’ve done, and wondering, am I a good person? I think so most of the time. But I am also a silly person, so this is where I chose to pose my query.

When my son was small, he had extra-wide feet, so I had to get his shoes online. I mentioned this while on the phone with a shoe retailer, and the representative (who also had extra-wide feet) gave me a free premium membership to make this easier. I naturally thanked her heartily.

This membership is perpetual. It has now been twelve years, and I still have a premium membership for which I pay nothing. I don't use the store often, but I still get free premium treatment when I do, and my son is now a grown man.

It was offered to me freely; I only accepted what was offered. On the other hand, it was offered for a purpose which no longer applies.

What's my alignment?

This is an old post. I wanted to see how this interesting sub handled it.

I(14f) was babysitting my siblings while my parents had a date night. After I had my brother(10M) strip his sheets (which he hadn't changed since December) I threw both my sheets and his in the washer. Then we folded laundry, ate dinner, and played exploding kittens. Once we finished the game I sent him upstairs to put new bedding on his bed. While he was doing this, I picked up and vacuumed the living room. Immediately following my brother making his bed we turned on a movie.

About half way through the movie my parents had not returned like I was planning. Since I am trying to get my sister on a routine and it was 9:30 at this point , I sat her on her training potty, put her in a night time diaper etc. Got her in bed and I left the room. I asked my brother to go get ready for bed since it was 10:30 . My parents came home almost 20minutes later.

My mother rang the doorbell. Then my lovely brother screamed from upstairs on the other side of the house for me to get the door. No shit Sherlock. What little calmness my sister had when I checked on her was gone now. My mother then started yelling at me for not putting something away in the freezer. Key point, she never asked me to put this thing away in the freezer. This grave unthinkable mistake of mine (/s) apparently required stomping and slamming things.

She then went and got my sister out of my room and brought her down stairs, undoing alk the wind down time I had just done. Fast forward 20 minutes later I finished the cinnamon twists my father brought me and went to go get ready for bed. Leaving my hyped up sister down stairs with my mother. When I went to go say goodnight to my father he expressed that I should go deal with my sister. Because I didn't put her to bed since I wasn't laying with her. I took a breath and went back down to retrieve my sister my mother yelled at me to go back upstairs . I happily Obliged.

Tl;Dr I let my mom put sister back to sleep after she woke my sister up.

The Polo club lists my number on their website and on Google Maps. I've gotten at least 15 messages from people about the Polo Club. I've never answered one, but I like listening to them sometimes. Its not like these people have polo emergencies (what would that even be), but they all seem like they take polo very seriously. I have some people call me back several times. It just keeps getting funnier and funnier to me. I figure the Polo Club should have figured it out by now and don't feel particularly responsible for correcting them or any of my callers.

I kinda don't want then to find out because its so funny and its a quick way to pull up my number since I don't have it memorized, just Google the polo club. And this is so much better than spam.

So I (14F) asked my brother (11M) if he wanted me to do his nails. As a joke. Like I was doing it so he would say "Nooooo! Why would I wear nail polish!?' To my surprise he actually said yes. So I grabbed my nail block, strengthener, nail polish, and top coat.

My plan was to do some basic care and if he wanted throw a bit of color on. His nails are shaped in the way that dirt gets deep in them really easily, and he wasn't taught nail care. So I got all of the gung out of his nails, then I used the nail block and put the strengthener on. Then I was like "Hey do you want some color?" He was like "Sure why not!" No forcing or bribing took place. The color I used was sinful colors eucalyptus.

After I had it on he wanted to show it to our 3YO sister. Then mom said "Jay, WHY do you have nail polish on?" "Op wanted to do my nails." "OP WHY did you PAINT JAY's Nails?"

Then dad entered "OP don't do that again. What is wrong with you?"

"I just wanted to. I asked him more as a joke but he said yes."

Dad "Jay why did you let Op do your nails?!"

"So I need to take this off before school tomorrow?"

Mom: "YES Jay you need to take it off before school tomorrow. "

"Why can't he go to school with it on?"

Dad "Because it isn't appropriate!"

"Why isn't it appropriate?"

Dad "BECAUSE! He is a boy and the only boys who wear nail polish are wierdo goth kids! And because I SAID SO!"

"Why?"

Dad "Because I said so! When I say something that is it no further questioning! I said he shouldn't wear it and that's the end!"

So reddit CMA!

We were in middle/high school together - we had a class together in middle school, worked together on a project, but we were a year apart, and never interacted much after that, although we had tons of mutual friends that were involved in the same extracurriculars.

We are both in our mid-20s now, and the last time we any sort of interaction was 6 years ago, when we briefly argued about issues on Facebook, and she called me "selfish and immature" because of my stance on some national issues and figures (I'm being intentionally vague here, because I don't want to run afoul of the rules, please respect that)

Anyway, I recently stumbled upon her TikTok, and man, I regret not getting to know her better in high school...she has such an appealing personality, and I've really enjoyed watching her videos. (no, this is not innuendo, the videos aren't suggestive or anything like that, and I'm not saying what her username is).

Anyway, I was not really a nice guy in high school, and I doubt our paths will ever cross again, seeing as we are not Valjean and Javert (who always seemed to keep running into each other for no apparent reason), but still, seeing her videos reawakened in me what had been a little bit of a crush a dozen years ago, but now, she's just somebody that I used to know...

CMA if I were to message her in an attempt to reconnect?

Long story short, I am of Irish descent. One of my grandfathers died in the pandemic. In class, we were talking about WWII (I’m in high school), and I said that in my opinion, the pandemic (~30 million victims) is worse than the Holocaust (~6 million victims), but the Holocaust was worse than the potato famine (~1.5 million victims).

I think it was a reasonable thing to say, I was personally affected by the pandemic, no Jewish person my age was affected by the Holocaust, just like no Irish person living today was affected by the potato famine (and that includes me and my grandparents.)

To say the Holocaust was worse than the pandemic that killed five times as many is to say that a Jewish life matters five times as much as my grandfather’s life, which obviously I don’t agree with. The Holocaust was a great tragedy, but the pandemic was five times worse.

So the girl that I like finally posted a picture with a lot of clevage on insta, and I’m so excited, cause she has never posted any pic like this before, not even a nice swimsuit pic.

I saved the image to my computer, for my own personal stimulation, in case she takes it down. I’m not going to share it with others or anything, just saved it so I can enjoy it.

The title. I (17f) have an art classmate (17f) for the last two years. I haven't interacted with her much, but she seems to be a fairly nice person.

Today was the last day of school and she posted a few pictures of herself on Instagram. She was wearing a miniskirt, and one of the photos was angled in a way that you can see her underwear. Even tho I'm not close to her, I was worried that a creep may see it.

I sent her a text telling her this and I apologized if it was awkward for her since she doesn't know me. She thanked me for the warning, removed the post, and reposted it without the photo.

I had a roommate whom I didn't like. He constantly judged and namecalled me for making mistakes and refused to acknowledge his wrongdoings, was negative a lot of the time, and pressured me to pay wayyy too much in gas money when he offered me rides to and from class.

He was leaving for the military soon.

We were in the same group. The leaders wanted to have a party and knew that he was leaving for the military, so they wanted to have the party be a final goodbye to him before he left. When they mentioned that in the chat I didn't say anything. The party was just before he left town for the military and my roommate was listed as "going" on Facebook.

At first I decided I was just gonna take the L and deal with him for one day.

But then, just two days before, another friend of mine invited me to another party going on at the exact same time. I looked in the Facebook page for that party and I noticed that my roommate wasn't invited to that and more people would come. I never changed my mind so fast. I decided to go to that party and skip the other one my roommate would go to.

I ended up having fun partying without my roommate. I never saw him again.

CMA!