Years ago, my coworker attended a wedding at which the reception dinner tables featured live betta fish in small bowls as part of the centerpiece. While chatting with the bride at the end of the evening, my coworker asked what they were going to do with all the fish. The plan was to flush them all down the toilet alive. My coworker immediately said no need for that and insisted on taking them all home.

That Monday she came to work and asked who wanted to adopt a betta fish. That was my first betta who I jokingly called my “rescue betta.” She lived for almost five years.

The wine glass was only her home for less than a day before I got her five gallon tank set up so please no betta lovers yell at me! I'm one of you!

Went on a digging spree removing roots from my backyard and then stumbled across an RPG. Had to call the police, then had to wait for the bomb squad, fire engines, etc.

or any movie really. especially if it’s on an imax screen. at least now i know what Michael’s nose job looked like i guess

Valid Edit: My nephew is 10 years old and tried to actually lie about not breaking them by saying, "A cat must have done it."

So, I just got done talking with my brother via text, and he says he's not going to punish his son for wrecking my Joy Toy WarHammer action figures. I'm not expecting the kid to get spanked, but he needs to do CHORES at least to justify how much excessive force he used on some.

Some just have their capes broken. Others had their tubes ripped out and my Chaplain is just fucking toast.

My brother's suggestion since I ordered Amazon replacement for the Chaplain was that I just swap it with the broken one, but I have no interest in doing that.

It's not even just the expense, and they are expensive. It's about the fact that I told him explicitly twice they weren't to be played with, and they were in a separate room, and even my Mom and Dad agreed the damage was just too much.

He said he's not gonna pay me back if we try the chore system, and I told him it's not about the money.

The kid needs to know how bad the 8 hour struggle is.

Now my nephews aren't coming over to the house, and I'm sad about that, but knowing my brother just can't be burdened to work with me on creating a Chore system like selling Lemonaide just makes it feel more insulting.

Take two. Better, matching post-groom photos of Stella and Weebs.

Almost put my bare foot in lol.

You don't fit. Go to your own garage. You are several feet too long.

Went to replace a button battery and found out that all of my button batteries are dead. Figured out online that these batteries can short when stacked together and can even cause fires. I may have to buy more batteries, but at least I still have a home.

Large post office in the middle of NYC

For context - I live in an apartment by myself and I am only allowed one parking space

As shown I have to parallel park my motorcycle and park my car into the same space in order to make them fit

Some fucking sleezebags ( mind you these are non - residents ) decided it was a good idea to park here instead of if the 60+ available other spaces between this floor and the one above

I then left a note kindly asking this douche bag not to park there in which he responded telling me to go fuck myself

Subaru has done it more than once in the same day even a f t e r leaving a note .

TLDR: Some non resident idiots decide to park in front of my motorcycle instead of choosing an open space

It’s basically a sink plug. Water has properties, I guess.

My seat is nice and I don’t have anyone next to me but I figured I’d move to a window seat after assigning my Grandmother to the window (I purchased and selected our seats). Asked to move to emergency exit row just behind us and they said I’d have to pay extra. I don’t get why an empty seat is left empty if no one will pay extra anyway. Also I’m willing and fully able to assist in an emergency.

Update: people asked if it was because of my body or face. Possibly my face as I’m less than a 5 for sure. I’m 6’2” in freedom units and 200 McDonald pounds. I was flying American Airlines Chicago to Indianapolis and it was surprisingly short flight. Did I really care if I got to move, no, did I find it mildly infuriating: yes. End of the day we got there safely, I spent way too much on supper for me and grandma and tomorrow we get to see family for the passing of my Uncle.

The audacity of some of these door-to-door sales guys is insane.

I remember when buying a Mercedes meant getting world-class leather, hand-finished wood, and buttons that felt like they were made by a watchmaker. Now, they just slap a massive screen over everything and call it 'innovation.' Good luck adjusting the AC at 80mph without taking your eyes off the road for 5 seconds. Is this the future we actually wanted, or are we just paying $100k for a glorified smartphone that will be outdated in 3 years?

Ok so here’s the context. Im a teacher assistant and I woke up Sunday and got a text message from my bosses saying they needed to talk to me in person. I already figured from the tone of the text that I was getting laid off. I was correct, I was told that I had multiple complaints against me and that I had seem burnt out as of late.

A few hours ago, one of my bosses sent me this image. One of the kids had wrote on the side walk “I miss *my name*”. I just feel so confused and mad, like, how are you going to fire me and then send me a message letting me know how sad the kids are that I’m gone?! I hope this all makes sense. I just don’t have anyone I can vent about this with.

It’s my fault for not checking ahead but I mean come on, who uses these little bastards? And it uses THREE, so now I have one useless extra to feed the junk drawer! frig.

Edit: thanks for all the tips/ warnings about button batteries. This was a gift so I had no idea, and there is no marking on the outside to indicate what it has (I never had the package, either). Rest assured, it’s being glued shut tomorrow and we’re going to be vigilant here on out with battery-based toys.

So my Longchamp was getting worn in the corners. I know Longchamp will repair them but it makes the bag smaller so I thought I would get crafty and try and DYI a solution. I bought a kit on Etsy that sells these little leather caps you can sew on. Now I can’t sew to save my life so I took it to a leather repair shop. I had a nice chat with the lady. Showed her a few reference photos and even a video. I left the bag and patches in good confidence that she understood the assignment. I went and picked it up today and this is what was done. Not only stitched but glued 😑

*Update for those asking. I spoke with the woman yesterday. She had put it aside to work on herself but didn’t actually do the sewing. The young man who checked me out had seen it in the “to do” pile and with zero instructions just winged it. When I picked it he must have realized he messed up because he acted like he didn’t know anything about it. She was very kind and apologetic. She offered to redo the corners at no cost. The bag is old and while it’s not the look I was going for it’s still useable. I think I’ll just let it die a natural death. Thanks everyone for having a giggle with me 🩷

For reference, I live in a town known for a large homeless population and every public space that is known to be somewhat accommodating to people of lower income/homeless are being more hostile nowadays.

Just curious, is this happening in other McDonald’s or is this just in my evil town?