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I am a white person who works the register at a gas station in a tight-knit, predominantly African-American neighborhood (yes, this is relevant to the story). Everyone knows everyone.
Yesterday, while I was checking out a customer's items, my manager came up and let me know that someone under 21 had been sold cigarettes, so we would need to crack down on ID'ing anyone who looks under 40.
The customer I was serving looked under 40, so I fell into my script without thinking and asked for an ID.
He got very upset, and it took me a couple of seconds to realize what I'd done; he was only buying soda and chips.
I apologized profusely, told him he didn't need an ID, and explained what happened. He still didn't look pleased (understandable) but seemed to accept my apology, paid, and left.
This morning, I woke up to a "wtf" text from one of my friends. It was a screenshot of a Facebook post, which was a picture of me, my name, and the gas station I work at. The post accused me of racism and it's gaining traction, with quite a few comments and a lot of likes.
This will be an interesting day at work.
TL;DR: Thoughtlessly asked for an ID from someone who wasn't buying alcohol or cigarettes. Accidentally became the local Racist Cashier.
So I was on a date with this guy I've met a few months ago on a seminar. We we're texting frequently, I didn't like him much at first, I just wasn't in a mood for getting to know someone, but the more we've talked, the more I was interested because he's really smart, polite and gentle. Finally we've decided we shoud go on a date.
We met during a daytime, went bowling and had a lunch together. It was really nice, the talk was very good, we laughed a lot and I really enjoyed every minute of that 4-5 hour date.
Did you ever feel nervous when the first date is about to end? You just don't know how to say goodbye to them because you don't know if it's too soon for a kiss, or should you hug, or just wave each other and go separate ways... Well, I was really nervous and overthinking and in those moments, while we were walking through the square, I wasn't paying attention to anyone or anything. When we got to the point where we say goodbye, he was talking about how he enjoyed the date and that he's looking forward into seeing me again... I was so focused on him that I didn't notice there was uncovered manhole near us. I really hope he didn't notice it either. So we were just passing by the manhole when he stopped and said "Ok, I need to go this way, bla bla bla...". Now the manhole was right behind me, a step away, and I'm telling him "Oh, ok, I'm going this way (pointing with a thumb behind me)", and just as I've said "See you soon", while still looking at him I've made a step back and just completely disappeared in front of his eyes in a f*cking manhole.
There I was in a vault, wishing he didn't see what had happened, but as I look up I see his face, and he's asking me if I was okay. Got few scratches, covered in a mud (the vault was not that deep, there were pipes in it and a lot of rotting leaves and mud), but at that point I just wished the ground would've opened and swallowed me, because I was so embarassed.
He helped me get out of there, I thanked him and went home. I'm sure he will ask me out again, because we did enjoy the date, but I'm sure I'd feel so awkward.
TL;DR instead of getting a kiss at the end of the date, I fell into a manhole.
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17Let me start by saying she is not his mother! As any parent does, I tell my son to give me all his dirty laundry (mostly so I don’t have to touch it) so I can wash them for him.
One day he was not home, so, I went into his room and grabbed his dirty laundry. I notice a balled up towel in the corner of his closet and I just grabbed the end of it, thinking it was just a towel, nope! Out falls 2 of my girlfriends recently worn/dirty underwear! I stand there coming up with crazy scenarios in my head for a second like “must have gotten caught in the towel when he was done showering” or “maybe it got messed up in the clean laundry”. Then the realization hits me that our laundry basket is in the bathroom where we shower.
All I could say to my girlfriend was “we are about to have a weird conversation and I’m sorry”. I pull out the underwear and say “I found these in (insert son’s name) room” and her jaw just drops. I didn’t know what else to say besides “at least we know he likes you”
Now it is a little weird and quiet around my house. The worst part is, I don’t know how to bring it up to him!
TL;DR: found my girlfriend’s underwear in my teenage son’s bedroom when I was just looking for laundry. Now there is a weird silence when my girlfriend encounters my son.
UPDATE 1: The decision has been made to sit him down tonight after dinner. Im going to be short and sweet about it. Tell him that I’ll love him no matter what. Tell him why it wasn’t ok to violate my GFs privacy! Then take the opportunity to see if he wants to talk about anything, but not force him to.
OFF TOPIC: To the guy who messaged me asking to trade my girlfriends dirty underwear for his SISTERS! You’re disgusting!
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To set the scene…
My mother and I are somewhat avid viewers of the game show Jeopardy!. For some time now, the reigning Jeopardy champion has been Amy Schneider, who happens to be a trans woman.
Since Amy has first appeared on the show, my mother has taken to making derogatory comments regarding her (at least once every episode, if not more). The comments have struck at basically every facet of Amy’s physical appearance: her clothing, her jewelry, her hairstyle, her makeup, etc.
I have attempted to gently remind my mother that even though Amy isn’t there with us when we’re watching the show, making negative comments about her is very rude. I mentioned that prior to Amy’s appearances on the show, she was never this hostile when discussing any of the other contestants, and I suggested to my mother that her comments make her appear transphobic.
Her response was to say that her comments “didn’t matter” and that she “was just making conversation.”
Sure.
When Amy appeared on the show again today, my mother said that Amy “should have done a better job shaving her mustache before coming on stage.”
With no hesitation – my foot already being firmly lodged in my mouth – I responded:
“Mom, maybe you should shave your upper lip before saying that about another woman.”
My mother stood up from her chair, walked to her room, and shut the door. My father, from another room, called me an asshole.
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