You know when something is new? How it feels so fresh and everything that comes at you is notable and significant. Overtime those things become less and less pronounced in your experience and memory and fade into routine and mundanity.
Turns out scams work like that too. Be exposed to them for long enough and we just normalize them and take them for granted.
Ever meet someone so organized that they keep their food in three ring binders like their salami is math homework? Well that's just what's gotten people's attention on Twitter recently. It's the case of someone so incredibly fastidious that they'd opt to organize their food in the most alien-like, red-flaggish way possible rather than keep it the normal way, which everyone knows is ground up, dehydrated and placed in alphabetized filing cabinets.
As you can probably already tell.... the wife is NTA here. The husband sounds like he is incredibly controlling and is obviously jumping over some massive mental hurdles if he has managed to convince himself that this reality somehow exists where he should be attending her brother's wedding instead of her. Just get a friend to watch the kids (if you have any) and go together...
It's a good thing Absolute Units are so rare, because if they were everywhere, there simply wouldn't be enough space for the rest of us. The multi-pound carrots, giant gems and honkin' horses are testaments to just how big things can get. And one can't help stare and go " Damn, that is some G I R T H."
There's nothing like a neighbor who feels like they are entitled to your property. Everything about this just sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. You have your neigbors wanting their children to have unrestricted access to your property. During which time they will be swimming in a pool, unsupervised. When that all, inevitably, goes tits up and something happens... you're going to have a massive lawsuit on your hands from said neighbor.
No thanks. Hard pass. Enjoy being trespassed if you or your kids come onto my property Karen.
There are a few ways to believe something wrong for too long. As a kid, you might have misheard something and just assumed that the national anthem starts with "Jose can you see." Another way is the pure coincidence of having some thought pop into your tiny brain based on no prior knowledge. And then there's the most malevolent one of all, a trusted adult assuring you that ice cream is too spicy for you to eat. But hey, kids are dumb and we usually learn better eventually, so it's a fun thing to look back on.
Probably fair here to consider taking a stand. I'm sure all of us can appreciate just how much it means for your partner to take notice of the contributions you make and appreciate them. It means a lot to feel appreciated. That being said, there is always going to be an imbalance in the toll and drain that our jobs take on us as individuals. We're all going to go through phases where we have low motivation and are exhausted all the time and when your partner can step in to help out it certainly means the world.
There's two sides to every story and somewhere in the middle lies the truth. But this guy sounds like a bit of a dick if our narrator is trustworthy.
It's a question whose answer has eluded us for millennia: why can't all these entitled people just be cool? For the record, most people can go about their day without calling the cops on their neighbor's kid's lemonade stand. But the boss who expects their employees to lay their lives down for a candy bar or the lady on the street who steals welcome mats are all part of the tapestry of entitled people who make the world a less friendly place.
We all have that one thing that we just can not comprehend. No matter how we try to tackle it, our brains just come back with a big fat nothing.
I'm probably going to have to agree with the guy who said consciousness here. It doesn't make any sense to me how a ball of meat with electrical currents running through it can generate our experience. Like the words that are going through my head as I type this simultaneously exist and yet don't at the same time. There's no physical manifestation to them.
As far as I'm aware, scientists aren't even sure how to define consciousness. But don't quote me on that, I haven't done a lot of research on the subject.
The day is hard to get through. It's easy to forget that the world is still full of unique, strange and humorous musings of the people around us. That's why it helps to smooth things out with some vivid reminders that people are doing and saying weird garbage constantly. So pop on that raincoat and stroll out into the maelstrom of goofy observations that are funny tweets to grind boredom into the dirt.
There should never be an age limit on dressing up and having fun. As one commenter replies, "Let her be a kid. Adulting sucks." Literally the best parts of being an adult are getting to control the the things that you enjoyed doing as a kid.
A lot of us probably used to play our Game Boys under the covers well past our bed time. A worm light who's glare obscured half of our screen was our closest ally.
Now, as adults we might do the same thing. Except now its done on a gaming rig under the empowering glow of RGB... and mom isn't going to bust in at 1am and put the Game Boy on the top of a fridge for a week.
Back to the point, being an adult sucks so let the teen have her harmless fun.
There's something about the talkative people in this world, where when they're told to give all the blabbering a rest by the ones that are tired of listening, they can tend to get pretty offended. In this particular scenario it sounds like the chatty albeit friendly neighbors next door were not going to stop with their constant chatter anytime soon. It seems like the tenant who had exhausted their willingness to listen anymore wasn't really left with any other options. And then when they do exercise control over what they can actually control, their neighbors insist on being especially aggressive. Not cool, man.
The sun never sets on entitled people and their imaginative demands. You'd think people would be done with bosses who demand to be thanked for providing such "generous direction" and Karens who get fired for being too much of a Karen, but they never seem to back down with their boldness. The worst part is that they never seem to think they're in the wrong. It's beautiful, in a way, the laughable antics of entitled people.
From the get-go it sounds like this woman was committed to being a mindful and reasonable customer. The restaurant failed to serve her meal as she asked for it twice. Even with that going on, she exercised patience and understanding. After all of that though, her friends then have the audacity to send her on a guilt trip over the fact that she didn't eat the meal that had meat in it. On top of that, they give her a hard time over the 20% tip that she left.
Being upset and miserable isn't always a choice, but sometimes we have the option to seek it out in the form of annoying and off-center imperfections. Maybe this kind of thing doesn't bother you. But it probably does. As people with free will, we have the freedom to sit there and gripe at images of sloppy imperfection or stare in delight at delectable images of satisfying perfection. The choice is ours.
Man oh man, it's a Tumblr thread like this that might lead you to walk through life with just a bit more caution about strangers' underlying intentions. Specifically, whether or not that random dude who shows up wearing a work outfit similar to the company you work for, actually works for the company. Honestly wonder if that little bit about Leo DiCaprio is true or not. If it is, that's hilarious. For some more gold from Tumblr check out this wild Tumblr thread about a neighbor Steve and the abominations. It's a trip.
Sure, some trees look like they're eating stuff, but it should be noted that trees themselves are low key monsters. Trees suck nutrients out of whatever organic matter they can get their roots on, so it stands to reason that they have the option to wake up and choose violence. The things don't even have real feelings, thank god they can't chase us down. Quickly, that is.
Professional life has one central tenant that we all try to abide by: try as hard as possible to do as little work as possible. Most of us are able to get away pretty well with this, but some of us fly too close to the sun and our lazy incompetence is seen in the form of "not my job" moments. Make way for glorious professional apathy.
The entitled people in this world that have the gross audacity to go ahead and stink up perfectly fine establishments with dishonest and downright nasty reviews because their entitlement wasn't catered to in the first place, are in a league of their own. Obviously, we're not talking about the kind of league that you'd ever want to find yourself in. We're just glad to see that this "customer" was dealt with in righteous fashion. Everyone has their breaking point, and eventually someone comes along that isn't going to put up with all of the toxic behavior. For another ridiculous case of entitlement, check out this Karen who demanded the exact change and then got upset when actually got it.
We really hope that this is true. You can never really be totally certain if what's being shared by Tumblr's wonderful and wandering minds is actually rooted in truth, or a mere impressive work of fiction. With that being said, Dr. Z sounds like he's undeniably the world's best dentist and a bit of a heroic polymath as well. Like, just imagine having a pint with this guy over some good old-fashioned bar trivia. He'd probably put on such a stellar performance that he'd be promptly asked to never return. Too much knowledge can definitely rub some people the wrong way. If you want some more gold from Tumblr, check out these resplendent Tumblr gems of random hilarity.
There's nothing like the forced labor of an unwilling family member, eh? If I'd known this scheme existed I'd invite my sister over to wash my car every week. There's years of wasted potential there.
Having family members around to offer their support can mean the world when you're in need of a helping hand or short on the time/experience to tackle something. But support has to be willing and given. It can't be forced or required. That's just your entitlement speaking.
That being said, if either my sister or I ever have car troubles you know exactly who we're calling. We're entitled, as his children, to the Dad AAA service.
Time is a tricky beast. It's as if when you want it to move along quickly it chugs along like it's wearing ankle weights, and then when you want it to slow down for the sake of being able to fully appreciate those golden moments, it falls between your hands like sand. Before you know it, you've watched another decade go by, and suddenly you're overhearing the younger generations laughing about the olden days when lunatics used to burn CDs. Oh, those were the days, the days before finely polished Spotify playlists.
A bad neighbor is one of those problems you just kind of have to deal with until it moves away, gets evicted, or dies on its own. Every kind of housing situation has its downsides. Living in an apartment complex and hearing someone's extra-curricular activities sucks. Living next to someone who keeps throwing dirty diapers on your lawn is a phenomenal way to be constantly frustrated. Didn't Sartre say that hell is other people? For some absolute animals who made it into people's homes, here are people's worse houseguest experiences.
Batman's psychology has always held a special place in our hearts. Maybe it's the brooding darkness. Maybe it's the inherent weirdness of a billionaire genius detective martial artist who punches crooks in a bat costume. Maybe it's the extreme seriousness and psychological drama punctuated by tight pants. This time, Tumblr users explore the concept of a member of the bat-clan who's just like, a pretty okay guy. For more tumblr deep-dives into superheroes, here are Batman villains as talk-radio therapists and the saga of a mystified man who's able to identify superheroes.
The world is full of rules, and that's just not acceptable for these mad lads who blazed their own trail. The way of the mad lad is one of deceit, manipulation, and a commitment to the bit. It's a lonely road because so few of us choose chaos, but when it works, it works. May the mad lads of the world reap the rewards of their toil.
Being lambasted by a manager for showing up on time is one thing, but when you find out they're not actually paying you even after you've clocked yourself in? Then it's time to get creative. It's disappointing to learn that even small things in life can become a power play, but those moments are a good opportunity to learn how much power you actually have in any given situation. For example, this store owner who wouldn't change their number so a dude fought back.
There are times at work when we couldn't be bothered to care. How much we don't care varies from person to person, and high-level ambivalence towards our jobs lead to some interesting "not my job" moments of failure. If one thing's for sure, you don't want the guy painting road lines to suddenly not give a rip if the lines are straight. Still happens though.
The skinny aren't really seen as a group that gets a ton of hate, but no population is without its unique obstacles. Like, even the tall have tall people problems from the constantly cramped. Upon review, it seems like the skinny have a much harder time floating than the rest of us, plus their lack of ass padding makes sitting a challenge. What a world.
The world's filled with many folks who can get very particular when it comes to how they like their steaks prepared. It's not beyond reason to draw the assumption that there are plenty of people who would pitch absolute temper tantrums over any kinds of sauce being put on their steaks. I mean hey, maybe you're someone who has always enjoyed rocking a sizable amount of ketchup with your steak. To each their own.
Doesn't mean that other people are going to necessarily understand what kind of wave you're on though. With all of that steak talk out of the way, let's take a closer look at the drama that broke out between a couple over a boyfriend deciding to put sauce on an expensive steak that was thoughtfully prepared by his girlfriend.
Rejections always crush the soul just a little bit. There's something inevitable about the process of getting vulnerable and putting yourself out there that leaves you in a very fragile state. If someone decides to up and reject you to your face, the intense emotions can arise very quickly. These people outdid themselves when it comes to the petty reasons that they decided to reject folks.
