At one point in our lives, we’ve had to keep somethinga secret. However, for some folks, theseundisclosed matterscan be so heavy that they must share them anonymously online.
Enter theConfessionsubreddit. With more than 1.5 million members, it has become a platform for people to get their deepest burdens off their chests. But most of the stories we picked out for today are on the lighter side, involving people lying on their resumes, getting away with free coffee, and the stuff people hid from their kids, among other things.
If you enjoy reading people’shonest revelations, this list may keep you glued to your screen. Feel free to have a beverage nearby, as you will be here for a while.
On my daily commute there was very inconvenient 'no right turn between 7am-9:30am' sign. I had to make the right turn abut 7:20am every day. For a long time I would just break the law and make my turn any way or go around if I thought there was too many people watching. But (maybe out of boredom) I did a bit of research and found the ticket for the illegal turn was more than buying a sign from the supplier that makes signs for our area and several other locations. So I ordered a new sign that was 'no right turn between 7:30am- 9:30am'. I figured it was a good investment. I went to the trouble of buying it through an alias and having it sent to a location that was not at all near to where I was. Real cloak and dagger stuff, but it was part of the fun. Then in the middle of the night I went and removed two bolts and put up the new sign. At first I was expecting for it to be removed or someone look into to it, but it is more than a decade later and no one ever noticed or changed it. BTY, Yes I did think of just taking it down, but I figured that would be noticed by someone, and to be honest the whole scheme of getting a new one was part of the fun.
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I’ve got a mate who’s nearly 30 now, to be honest he’s not a great looking bloke but more importantly he’s had no experience with girls ever, which [stinks] cause he’s genuinely a great dude and maintains friendships with some girls, but he tends to friend zone himself before asking one out, he’s suffered pretty hardcore anxiety and depression and hates going out, so this year at my birthday, one of the only events hell come out for cause he’s a great bloke and knows it means a lot to me, I asked a couple of random girls if I could shout them a drink and they could just compliment my mate on something and have a small chat, no obligation to be anything but just polite and nice, and my lord he’s been a different dude ever since, his confidence has skyrocketed, he’s even asking when we’re going out next. If he ever found out what I did I genuinely think he would never leave the house again.
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I got the job and got promoted. I lied on my CV and somehow convinced the world I was a coding wizard. Now I'm stuck in a never-ending cycle of Google searches and caffeine-fueled coding sessions. This is when I regret it and I do, indeed. My browser history is a treasure trove of "how to fix syntax errors" and "what does this error message mean?" I learned to code on the job, which is just a fancy way of saying I'm making it up as I go along. My colleagues think I'm a genius, but really, I'm just good at hiding my panic. When they ask me to explain my code, I launch into a confident-sounding jargon-filled monologue, hoping they'll get lost in the technical mumbo-jumbo. The best part? I got a promotion and a raise, which basically translates to "we're paying you more to keep pretending you're good at this."
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I’m having panic attacks left and right. Somebody please tell me you that relate. It’s becoming super hard to function in society. It’s hard to go to work. I’ve called out like 4 times in the past month. I can’t just ignore everything that is going on. I have NO IDEA how some people can just act like everything is ok. Nothing is ok. Are you guys worried at all? Is it interfering with your life at all? Please help. I can’t live like this anymore.
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My work charges $10/day for parking in the parking garage, which really adds up. We are supposed to pay this out of our own pockets. But I don't pay. I found a parking spot on the bottom floor of the garage that is all the way in the corner. It's dark there and quite well hidden. Then I back my car into the spot, put it into neutral, and push it gently until it rests against the wall. So the wall completely blocks my rear plate. And I have no front plate. So the parking attendant, if they happen to walk all the way into that corner, cannot easily read my plate. I see many of my coworkers complaining about the prices, or showing parking tickets they got because they forgot to pay that day. But so far I have not gotten a ticket. Eventually I will get a ticket I think, and at that point I will not pay it and just start taking public transportation to work.
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That's pretty much it. I make sure that customers get their moneys worth. I make the McFlurries full and add a good amount of sauce, I make sure the fries are as full as possible, and sometimes I give the sauces away for free. I once put about 14 nuggets in a 9 piece box. I genuinely don’t care anymore. I think the job is fun and stuff but it’s taken way too seriously. They haven’t taught me how to work the grill and how to make the burgers yet, but to be honest, that’s for their own safety at this point.
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I registered a company, bought all the take-away boxes from Amazon, signed up for a few delivery apps, made a few social media acounts and printed leaflets that I drop in mailboxes. I re-sell microwave meals...On some meals I add something to make them look better, like cheese. So far it’s at around £200 a day in revenue. Nobody suspects a thing, soon someone will come for higene inspection, but I’ll pass that check without any problems. It’s not illegal to operate out of your own kitchen. Should I feel bad? I feel kind of proud to be fair and free as a bird from the 9-5 life.
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I’m a 19 year old non religious woman who just really dislikes being around other people. I also have a lot of friends/ colleagues who lives in the same area as me that I often see at bus stops, shops etc. To avoid being recognised by people, I usually wear a niqab, (face and body covering veil) whenever I go out to run errands. I usually wait until no one is at the same street as my house before I leave, as it would seem weird that a random woman in a niqab would regularly leave or go into my home. Though I do get stares since I live in a non- muslim country, it is still very common for women to wear hijabs in my city, and you do see a woman in a full coverage veil sometimes. Even though I get stares, I feel so much more comfortable knowing that no one can actually see or recognise me.
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I quit my retail job a few years back. I put in my two weeks, said my goodbyes, and thought I was done. A couple weeks later I check my account, and there’s a paycheck sitting there like I was still working. At first I figured maybe it was for leftover hours or something. But then another check hit. And another. This went on for like 4 months straight. I’d be sitting at home watching Netflix, and boom. Direct deposit like I’d just worked two full 40 hour weeks. I kept expecting HR to call me or send a letter, but… nothing. I didn’t go crazy spending it because I was paranoid they’d want it back, but I definitely used it for rent and groceries. Then one day the money just stopped showing up, and I never heard a word. It’s been years now, and I still wonder if they ever realized or if some payroll system just kept me on autopilot until someone noticed.
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I won’t disclose my job but in the morning I have to do something that they believe takes 2 hours, it actually only takes half an hour. I’ll nap for an hour and a half in my car. Then later on in the day when my manager goes for lunch I’ll have another 30-45 minute nap because I know nobody will come barging into my office. I still get all my work done on time and feel really rejuvenated throughout the day.
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My company rakes billions in profits. I work in a high level sales role for a top 50 tech company (AI / Sales Engineer). Often I have to travel to work to different high-priced cities across the globe: London, Paris, San Fran, NYC, Sydney etc - My meal stipend is over $300 / day for these big cities given everything is pricey. (This is only while I travel. Not every single day.) So if I'm buying 4 tacos for lunch, we'll just make it 6. Throw in an extra water bottle instead of 1. Maybe add 2 more chips to-go with that meal. Are they really going to judge me for "overeating" so much food that's under the policy? Doubt. Can't do this every single day, but it happens fairly frequently. Technically, unethical and worthy of being fired but society has enough issues. Been doing it for the last 2 years here. No stopping now. Always brings a smile to both mine and their face being handed a nice warm full meal.
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I’m 30 now, but this started when I was around 27, during a phase where I was trying really hard to be one of those “put-together adults” who meal prep, drink sparkling water, and have plants that aren’t just dying slowly in the corner. So I bought a 12-pack of LaCroix because, you know, that’s what the cool, healthy people were drinking. First sip? It tasted like someone whispered the word “fruit” into a cup of TV static. Absolutely disgusting. But I had already posted it on my Instagram story with the caption: “New addiction lol” And that was the beginning of my downfall.Friends started bringing LaCroix over when they visited. Coworkers stocked it in the office fridge “because I liked it.” My girlfriend (now fiancée) thought it was cute how “into sparkling water” I was, so she bought me a SodaStream for Christmas. Now I’m in too deep. I’ve become the guy who nods thoughtfully while drinking what is essentially spicy sadness. I have flavors in my fridge with names like “Pamplemousse” and “Limoncello,” and I pretend like I can tell the difference. I can’t. It all tastes like carbonated regret. Sometimes I just want a normal drink. But if I ever open a Gatorade, someone will say, “Whoa, no LaCroix today?” and I’ll just fake laugh like, “Haha, gotta switch it up!” Meanwhile my soul is quietly screaming. Anyway, if you’re young and reading this: never lie about your beverages. That stuff will haunt you. Thanks for coming to my Ted talk.
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24 years ago, my 6-year-old son got me a birthday present. It was a mug with a picture of a manatee on it. He got upset when I wasn't sufficiently thrilled with his gift. I assured him that I loved it, saying that manatees were my favorite animals in the whole wide world. Since then, manatee themed items have been my default gift from him. Manatee shirts, manatee calendars, manatee beer steins, and so much more. 24 years of manatee items, displayed proudly in my home. My confession is that manatees are not my favorite animal in the whole wide world. Never have been. I have nothing against them and they seem like gentle creatures, but they hold no fascination for me. I only said I loved manatees to soothe the feelings of my young son over two decades ago. Year after year, I rolled with the lie because it was harmless and I was in too deep to tell him the truth. Now my deception has reached it's zenith. Next year I am turning 55 and he is turning 30. For Christmas, my son has booked a trip for the two of us to go to Florida to see manatees. My son is so excited for this trip and is telling everyone in our family about it. Even my ex-wife is gushing about my trip to finally see the manatees. Of course, I am thrilled to spend time and have an adventure with my son. I am grateful for his thoughtfulness and love for his old man. We will have a lovely time together and make great memories. And I will continue the deception about the manatees... which are not my favorite animals in the whole wide world. Edit - Thank you for the award and the laughs. For those asking, my favorite animals are dogs.
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Back in college (00's) one semester I took out several books for a big research project. This was back when internet research was not admissible, and you needed to properly cite all your sources. School & life got away from me, and I forgot about them for a while. That was until the end of the semester when I got a late library dues bill in the mail. I think the fees were 25 cents per book per day - if not more - and I had at least 10 books over a month late! I didn't have any money, and if you had outstanding library dues, you could not get your grades/transcript for the semester. Instead of sheepishly returning the books and paying the fines, I put the books in my backpack, smuggled them into the library, and returned them all to their correct places on the shelves. I then called the library the next day and questioned the validity of the letter regarding my overdue books. The librarian left me on hold for a few minutes and returned to the phone apologizing to me that it seemed the books had in fact been returned! Library dues were erased and they didn't hold back my transcript!
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Married a 40 year old when I was 19. Started dating when I was 17. Yes, it was gross but that's what happened. The only reason he married me is because I was hot. The only reason I married him is because he had money. I actually do have other redeeming characteristics but he married me because I was hot. I know this. Everyone knows this. It doesn't feel great but I can deal with it. We've been married 20 years. 4 kids. So we are stable and we have lots in common at this point. And we do love each other. But if I could go back and slap myself I would. What nobody tells you- or they try and you don't listen because you're a teenager- is that marrying like this means you will owe him. For everything. Every day. Not just in the bedroom but in every other matter in your life. The stuff you never imagined someone else trying to decide for you. And you don't just owe him for the money. It's a lot heavier than that. He'll never say it out loud. But you'll know the deal. Fundamentally unequal. He'll pull rank at the most random times and it will make you feel like you're falling through the floor. I don't hate my life or anything. I accept that I made this bed and I have to lie in it but I wouldn't recommend it to anyone else. My oldest daughter is two years younger than I was when I met my husband and I can't imagine.
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So, I’ve been thinking about how I was adopted, and I just realized I totally pulled an Annie on my parents. Now, they aren’t Mr. Warbucks rich but they’re comfortable. They had taken me in as a foster kid when I was 11, and I really liked them. So, about 4 months into them fostering me, I wrote them a whole song with choreography about wanting a family. Mind you, this was the work of an 11 year old so it wasn’t exactly a Disney channel worthy performance but it WORKED. A couple weeks later they told me they wanted to adopt me, and when I asked them later on why they chose that they told me it was because my song and dance really touched them. I totally Annie’d them. 😬 but hey, at least it worked. I must not be too terrible of a song writer after all.
I used to work at a small ice rink as a zamboni driver. I'm a broke college kid and a few of the other employees were broke college kids, so they often had pizza, hot dogs, ramen and things of that nature in the break room. The thing is, they "fired" me in december. By that I mean they never said I was fired but they never scheduled me for any more hours and completely ghosted me. In doing that though, they never told me to give my keys back. The keys that opened the break room. So every week, I bring a tupperware, go through the back entrance, and steal as much food as I can. What can I say, I'm jobless and can't afford food. There's no cameras. Who's gonna stop me? I technically work there. I'm invincible and my food comes from their wallet.
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I work as a cashier at a grocery store. Whenever a middle aged woman, who clearly looks older than 21, purchases alcohol from me, I intentionally ask them to show me their ID. I do this because somewhere deep down I feel that, if I ask them for their ID it creates an impression that they look far younger than they are. I do this every chance I get, regardless of how busy the line is, in hopes of making them feel younger and possibly happier.
I bought a bunch of scrubs online and after they were delivered, I returned about $60 worth bc they didn’t fit. I noticed my bank account like a week later go from barely anything to being $6,000 richer. I realized it was the scrubs company that sent it. I was living with my bf at the time and we were applying for a mortgage soon so I decided well if they take it back, fine, but I’m not gonna call and say anything since it will just make our finances look a bit better when applying for a mortgage. I was really scared for a while that I would be in trouble for not reporting it, but ended up using it towards our down payment and it’s been about 7 years now since that happened.
Yeah I cheated. I didn’t write any of my papers, I didn’t do any of the work myself. I stole a lot of work. Took only classes anyone I knew did and used all their work for it with minor changes. I made it through 6 years and got two degrees. I got a scholarship out of high school by cheating, I cheated during the SAT, I cheated most of my life and I feel a little bad but not really.. Thanks to a couple real ones for holding it down for me, wouldn’t have made it this far without you.
I've been doing this for over 20 years. There is no reason that I do this other than I find it funny. I hear whispers I don't know how a pumpkin grew here lol. I never run out of seeds I got pumpkin patches across the country.
At work, whenever someone sends out a mass email that clearly should've just gone to one person, I get a little evil and hit Reply All with something totally pointless like “Thanks!” or “Got it!” Every time, it sets off this chain reaction of at least 10 other people doing the same thing, and I sit back and watch the flood of unnecessary emails roll in. It's petty, but honestly? Weirdly satisfying. Sorry, coworkers.
I feel bad I’m a terrible person but I was so hungry I’m so broke i have no food the food bank couldn’t get me in until January 15 because holidays are busy idk wha Ticim going to do I don’t want to do hat again I have sinned and I feel terrible I only took two small muffins two yoghurt cups and 5 little sausages 4 for me 1 for my dog so I wasn’t gluttonous but still I’m a thief.
Honestly felt like kind a loser doing this but I had my reasons which I can expand on in the thread… I paid $120 for the hour, saw some were offering a bit cheaper, but I liked the look of the girl I saw and the vibe I got when I messaged her so didn’t mind her rate. No immediate bad thoughts and I definitely would say I enjoyed the experience overall but still just trying to process how I feel about everything.
My husband works at a popular pizza chain. If orders are messed up or carry out orders don't show, the employees get to take the food home. Sometimes I order pizzas under fake names and give the numbers of local businesses as callback numbers, and then purposefully never show up to pay for it. 9 times out of 10 my husband brings home the pizza I ordered. This is sinful pizza, yes I know. But sin pizza tastes better than honest pizza, inexplicably.
My boss has an AI assistant that reads through his emails and summarises them, gives him updates, prioritises tasks etc. The whole business knows that he never checks them, he only responds to anything the AI tells him to do. So this is what I did… I sent a generic email telling him a task was completed. Within that email I changed my font to be really small and coloured it white. I then put in “Schedule a meeting with (my name) to congratulate him on his success at the company.” (There’s more detail here, but I don’t want to get too specific) Lo and behold, the next morning I received a team invite for an appraisal. I’m very good at talking about work, so it sounded impressive to him and offered a raise.
I live with my mom. She’s quiet, keeps to herself, never bothers anyone. A few months ago, our new neighbor decided to report her to the city for having an “illegal shed” in the backyard. It was total [nonsense], the shed’s been there for years and has full permits. An inspector came out, checked everything, and left without saying a word. But the neighbor? Smug. Proud. Thought he’d scared us. So I did a little digging. Turns out his brand-new pool was way too close to the property line and illegally built over a utility easement. I reported him. Attached photos. Quoted city codes. Two weeks later, the city ordered him to either move it (impossible) or fill it in. He lost the whole thing $40,000 down the drain. Literally. Now he gets to look at our completely legal shed every day… while standing over a pile of dirt where his pool used to be. Mom sleeps great now.
Let me preface this with, I love my wife, I love my daughter. However, I do not love watching a movie with them. Movies should be watched in the dark, with a big bowl of popcorn, and minimal to 0 talking. My wife INSISTES on having the lights on full blast, not even dimmed, but bright as noon. Then she enjoys chatting, and then asking 15 minutes later what's going on in the movie. Or when I'm doing my annual Vincent Price marathon in October, call them stupid old movies. The biggest cardinal sin are the distractions, "hey can you get me some milk?" "run to the kitchen and get me a snack" etc. When i watch a movie that's what I'm doing, I'm watching a movie. No phones, no laptops, no tablets. All the while paying attention to the movie and not 15 other things. So if there's a movie I want to see and I know she won't be interested I wait for her to go to bed then make some popcorn and watch a good movie, by myself with no distractions. After I type this and hit post I'm making some popcorn and watching the new Knives Out movie. I'll see your replies in a couple hours.
This wasn’t a professionally organized competition. There was some bmx event with a couple hundred people and they always have a chili cook off. I’m not much for cooking so I thought it would be funny to throw a bunch of Wendy’s chili in a crock pot and see if anyone noticed - they didn’t. I’ve been a vegetarian for roughly twelve years so this was a long time ago.
My college has a food court in one of the main buildings. Chick Fil A, sandwich place, salad bar, etc. You get your food and pay at the exit. Every single time I’ve eaten lunch there since I was a freshman, I grab a bottle of water with my meal, walk up to pay, and say, “I brought the water in.” The employees aren’t paid enough to care, and I pay enough in tuition to not feel bad about it.
I have been a teacher for 29 years. During that time, I have had good classes of students and not-so-good classes of students. NEVER in my life have I experienced the level of frustration that I am experiencing with this year's 9th graders. Don't get me wrong, there are some great kids in my classes, but on the whole, the level of disrespect and inability to stay focused on their tasks is off the chart. My patience is at an end. This might be the year that I am done.
My little cousins are the biggest shits in the world and my aunt pretty much let’s them do whatever they want without consequence. They were roughhousing and knocked my phone off the counter, shattering the screen. My closest Apple store is about 2 hours away and it’s a huge inconvenience for me to drive there not to mention the extra gas. So instead of explaining this to her (she’s the kind of person who doesn’t care about things that don’t effect her directly) I told her it was $329 to fix (which is true if I didn’t have apple care). She wrote me a check for $329 and I only had to pay $29 and I pocketed the extra $300. I consider that my non disclosed inconvenience fee.
When I was 18 I worked at a piggly wiggly grocery store. After the meat department guys went home at like 3pm it was part of my job to restock meat on the sales floor throughout the night. At the time my mom worked nights and my step dad would always be passed out drunk when I got home so there would never be dinner for my brother and me. I'd always bring him home whatever he wanted (usually junk food like hot pockets, chips, etc) and I went through a huge steak phase, my family was kind of poor so we almost never got steak, it felt fancy to me. So I would go find the thickest steak we had in the cooler and change the sticker price so instead of being like $11.99lb it was $1.99lb making it exponentially cheaper. I did this probably twice a week for over a year and was never caught.
About 15 years ago I was working in NYC and I would take advantage of the free refills that Starbucks had for drip coffee. The offer was really meant for people sitting in the store but I would buy coffee in the morning and then bring my cup back around 1 or 2p for another cup. Apparently in NYC, they weren’t allowed to actually refill the cup for health code reasons or something. So they’d throw out the cup and give you a new one. That’s when I realized there was a loophole here. I kept five cups and brought them home. Then I started bringing one in the morning to Starbucks and I’d get a free “refill”. I’d do this every day and I’d end up with 5 gross paper Starbucks cups at work and then I’d bring them home on Friday and repeat the next week. I did this for months, not paying for coffee at all, until one day I brought in my cup and handed it to the barista for a refill only to realize that all of the cups behind the counter were different. It was getting close to the holidays and they’d switched to their holiday logo cups. Well, color me embarrassed. I started paying for coffee again after that. It was a good run though.
This year, both of their female cousins are getting hoverboards from me. 1 nephew gets a book about sharks and the other gets a basketball.
I was in charge of fixtures and displays. When we changed over the display tablets I had orders to destroy them. I took all 3 nice Samsung tablets home, wiped the demo software, and used them for myself/family. I also signed paperwork assuring that I disposed of them in the trash.
My ex husband and I used to live in a house on a property that was curved to the right as you drove down our road. Often, drivers would drive through a section of the property to make their drive “straight”, not paying attention to the curve of the road. We had a well manicured property with fresh gravel, wood chips and grass, that I would regularly have to sweep off the street back onto our property from this “cut across” issue.One day we got an idea that we would find two boulders (about 3 feet high) and place them in two perfect spots that would prevent this issue. We even installed reflector sticks on each boulder for warning to drivers that they were there. Night after night, after putting the kids to bed, I would get out my crocheting, sit by the window and listen to the banging, scraping, clunking and swearing of people hitting those rocks over and over again! Bylaw even came by the house and confirmed that the boulders were on our property and we didn’t have to move them! Sweet justice. Man I miss that place.
Basically, she dropped the 100 dollar bill in one of the isles of this game store. I picked it up and I remember wanting to give it back, but I was there to get Yu-GI-Oh cards (I had recently lost all my good cards to my friend in a bet) so this was a miracle of sorts to make a solid come-back. So I kept it, I thought the woman had left the store so I went to go purchase my cards, right as I gave my money to the cashier, she walks up behind me watching me buy my 100 dollars worth of Yu-GI-Oh cards (this isn't a normal thing to do). She said nothing though and I left before she went to go buy her items so I didn't have to see the look on her face when she realized. There is no doubt in my mind that once she realized she was 100 dollars short, she would make the assumption it was the kid in front of her in line who spent 100 on cards. I just want to say, I am a different person now :)
Every time I visit my relatives house, Fox News is blaring on the tv. I share my cable account with this person, so it annoys me that my money goes towards that poor excuse for a news channel. Today, I was asked to fix something. While doing this, I blocked fox news and fox business on the cable account. It may be petty, but I can't stand hearing that propaganda.
My son threw a snowball at me and I instinctively blocked it with my daughter. The look of betrayal on her snow covered face has haunted my dreams for years.
Just what the title says. I show up to a Wells Fargo ATM and there is $300 sitting in the cash dispenser. No one around, as if someone made a withdrawal and then forgot to take their money. I waited about ten minutes to see if anyone came back but No one did. i was with my 9 yo son … who was excited and asked if we get to keep it. I told him that the right thing to do is to return it - however this was a Sunday and we would have to wait until Monday. Good opportunity for a lesson, right? kind of. I go in on Monday and explain to the manager what happened. They told me No one had contacted them yet but they will put it back in the bank and if someone comes and asks they will look at the balance at the end of the month or something like that. No pat on the back, just a simple thanks, and the bank absorbs the cash with No real outcome. could have used that $300 … but I guess it’s an important lesson for my kid. Still . . .
When you sign up for the McDonald's app, you get an offer for a free hamburger/cheeseburger when you spend at least $1. I learned quickly that you can just log out of that account in the app and create a new one very easily. Since then, I have signed up for over 100 different accounts to get over 100 free hamburgers this way, and I have never even been so much as questioned about it. It's piss easy to do, and I feel absolutely 0 remorse for this.
Back in high school I used to work the concession stand. In my school the booth was a little folding table where I would sell water, pop and chips. To anyone that was a visiting team I would charge $.25-.50 more on the items they wanted to buy, and I would keep it. I ended up making somewhere around $3,000 doing this for my high school career, and no one ever found out because I didn’t charge anyone from the home team the same amount.
.Remember when you were a kid and your mom would drive through the bank, and you got lollipops? I know my brother and I always used to fight over the flavors, especially blue raspberry or cotton candy. And we hated root beer and butterscotch. If I have a parent come through my line and they’re particularly rude, I will give them two (or whatever amount) differently flavored lollipops. I hope their kids fight over them. I gave someone a root beer and blue raspberry combo the other day. I want to see the world burn.
I save my sons Mc Donald's wrappers and happy meal boxes then reuse them by serving him microwave chicken nuggets and oven French fries in them. I even throw in ketchup packets and a little toy he'd forgotten he had to help sell the lie. He loves it. And I'm not sorry.
There was a huge sale at this furniture store. I had saved up some to finally get some stuff for my place. I misjudged how expensive things can be and I really wanted this rocker for the nursery. When I took the sale tags up to the register, it was in the stack and didn’t get rung up. At the loading dock they put it in my car and I didn’t correct them. I got a 400$ chair for free. I’m so worried they’ll come after me I don’t know if I should go back once I get the money or just pretend it’s okay. For clarification, I had saved up for a dining table and a chair/loveseat. This was just an extra I had maybe wanted to get.UPDATE: I went back and offered to pay for the chair. I did play dumb a little mentioning how I got home and noticed the receipt didn’t match. They said I was so sweet for coming back and offering to pay for it that they took half off and I only had to pay $200. No one was fired and they just seemed happy I came back.
I was supposed to work a shift but got the call the day before I didn't have to come in. My spouse is a total nightmare to deal with, and I never get to do anything besides be at home or at work, so I decided to say fuck it. I put on my clothes like I was going to work, pulled out of the driveway in the direction I normally would, and hit the road to the beach. Weather has been perfect the last couple of weeks and it isn't heavy with tourists yet since school is still in session, so i parked in the public lot, took off my work clothes (kept normal clothes underneath), and put down an emergency jacket i keep in my car as my place to sit. It's been glorious to have time to myself in my favorite place to be with almost no one around.
I live in the south. It’s hot af most of the time. I can not stand going in places where they have ceiling fans going, but set to turn backwards. So I’ve taken it upon myself to change the spin direction to push cold air whenever possible. Friend’s house? Yep. Family? Yep. Public places? Yep. I don’t feel guilty at all. One day I will have succeeded at making all fans turn in the correct direction. Maybe then we can unlock the secrets of the universe.
I got a cleaning service that I order via WhatsApp via a small company. The first time was pretty straightforward; I ordered the service, the cleaning lady came, and later I paid via a payment request on WhatsApp. I assumed this was how it was going to be every time. After a few times, the company that I was dealing with didnt send me a payment request after, I kinda just let it slide and assumed theyd figure out later and I would have to pay then. No request came, so I asked the cleaning lady the next time if she got paid for the cleaning of my place via the company. She said she did. Now the company hasn't send me any new payment requests anymore after and I'm starting to worry something is wrong. I asked the cleaning lady if I have to pay her directly and she told me that it goes via the company and that they always pay her out. Now I don't care if the company is just sloppy and they miss out on my money like this, but it would suck if they somehow fk over the cleaning lady. But yeah I haven't really paid in like a year or so by now..
Okay, so I know this might sound weird, but I have to confess something. I am a nurse, and I definitely judge patients based on their veins. If you have big, straight, beautiful veins, I instantly love you. You are the MVP. I could get blood or start an IV with my eyes closed. But if your veins are tiny, hard to find, or moving around like they are trying to escape, I am already mentally preparing for a struggle. I always stay calm and professional on the outside, but inside, I am either celebrating or quietly panicking. So yes, if you have ever wondered whether your nurse is silently evaluating your veins, the answer is absolutely yes.
I know, super first-world anarchist.
I’m usually by myself in the back room where I’m scoring, cooking, and bagging the bread. The oven mitts hang on these hooks next to the oven. When the oven goes off I always slide my arms into the oven mitts like a surgeon does and pretend I’m about to perform surgery when really I’m just pulling freshly baked bread out of the oven.
I (21f) got wine drunk and I took the salami from the fridge at my boyfriends dads house (we love here temporarily and I’m supposed to be on my best behaviour) and ate the whole thing in the night. I’m so ashamed. The next morning my boyfriend’s dad asked what happened to the salami and I played dumb but it’s still literally digesting in my stomach, I am a PIG omg.
