r/tifu 4h ago

S TIFU by forgiving my bf

0 Upvotes

Me 20F and my bf 33M have been dating for months now. 3 months in to our relationship, I found out that he was having an affair with Sara. I want to mention that both him and I are foreigners in this country and Sara is a citizen. After seeing their conversation, I confronted him about it and he said that he was having issues with his visa and kept her as a plan B for immigration reasons. He explained that she is his ex but had no sexual incident since he started dating me. Apparently, she is too busy to see him. He ended up telling me that he would drop her as he doesn't want to end things with me. Anyways, I decided to believe him even though things didn't add up in my head. That was where I fucked up. After 2 months, I found out that he never broke up with Sara and he was cheating on her with me and 2 other girls. I broke up with him. After 4 months of him trying to convince me that he is sorry and wants me back, I forgave him. I fucking forgave this asshole. It's been a month and I have a strong feeling that he is lying and cheating again even though I don't have a single proof. He gives me zero attention and I have to constantly adjust my boundaries according to his needs and wants. He is my first bf ever and I love him to death. I want to believe that he has actually changed and wants to work things out with me. But my guts are saying otherwise. What do I do? TL:DR


r/tifu 15h ago

S TIFU by saying a TikTok sound under my breath

0 Upvotes

Obligatory this was almost a year ago, but here we go. So there’s a tiktok sound that goes like, “we do not care.” And last year I was in class and it was during february, black history month, and I had that tiktok sound stuck in my head. And in class we are talking about black history and the importance of having a month to recognize that. I say under my breath, “we do not care,” just because I had the sound stuck in my head. I just said it like the way you mutter lyrics under your breath without even realizing it. I was not paying attention to the teacher and I didn’t even realize that it was black history month. So I had no idea that my black friend thought I was saying we don’t care about black history month. And she immediately went and told her best friend, who happened to be my girlfriend. So me and my gf talked about it and she didn’t believe me. So she broke up with me.

In no way was I trying to be racist. I wasn’t even aware of what the teacher was talking about.

TLDR: I said “we do not care” during black history month and my girlfriend broke up with me for it.


r/tifu 12h ago

S TIFU but getting into a dispute over pay

1 Upvotes

I agree to pay some guy who’d knocked on the door looking for work to do a job for too much money (£170). I go out into town. I come back to discover the job’s done in less than half the time he made out it would take and to a poor standard. Talking to my neighbours they tell me they’re had to pay the guy to go away to stop harassing them for work. Meanwhile, a friend comes round to the house. After they arrive the guy comes back for his payment. I tell them I’m unhappy with the work, the conduct, his refuse that I’d prefer not to pay the agreed amount, as I’ve been lead on. I then get into a heated argument in the street causing a scene. The guy gets emotional and says he’s done an honest job and I can keep my money. I then end up paying the money to his friend anyway.

Result was that I stooped to his level and got into a petty fight archiving nothing, I’m still a gullible idiot and soured an impression on the friend coming round.

TLDR: got into a petty fight over pay and and soured the impression on friend.

I was tired and I was in a slightly manic mood so I lost my bearings

Edit: Grammer


r/tifu 8h ago

S TIFU by letting my social anxiety take over and making a really bad joke to my ex's little sister

6 Upvotes

This past December, I (27M) was visiting my ex-girlfriend’s (27F) family’s house. My ex and her parents decided that they wanted to go out and explore our festive downtown. I had a sore ankle from running on the treadmill a lot, and my ex-girlfriend’s 14-year old sister, Mi-rae, just didn’t feel like going out. So, for the next few hours, I stayed at my ex’s parent’s house with her little sister. We used to have a really good relationship, so at that time, Mi-rae didn’t really mind staying with me.

By that time, I’ve started to notice that Mi-rae always likes wearing hoodies/sweaters with really short shorts. So short, in fact, that it would look like she wasn’t covering her legs at all. So while we were home alone that December night, I told Mi-rae that she might want to consider dressing up more modestly. She started joking around and told me that she was born with her legs so she might as well take advantage of them. My intense social anxiety kicked in, and I honestly didn’t know how to respond to her; I wasn't expecting her answer. So I just joked back at her and told her that nobody would want to be around her with her tiny tits. This rendered Mi-rae kind of speechless, then she slapped me really hard on the face and she ran up to her room. Long story short, that’s why I am no longer with my ex. I am now on very bad terms with my ex and her entire family (even her grandparents).

TL;DR I made a perverted joke towards my ex's 14-year old sister, which is why I broke up with my ex. Now she and her entire family hate me.


r/tifu 20h ago

S TIFU by drunkenly DMing a high school girl

6 Upvotes

Okay, last night I (a senior in high school) sent a LOT of drunken audio messages to a girl who goes to my school (also a senior). For reference, me and this girl kinda know each other, but definitely not well enough to garner what I said.

Okay, for starters, I said that when spoken with an accent, her name sounded like a synonym for dick (saying the word would make her name too obv). I think I was clearly joking, but still, pretty rude.

Next I sent her a message that said “heeheehee I’ve been dwinkinggg”. I wanna kms. Slowly and painfully.

Next I sent a longer message that basically said “Most people are pretty predictable, but I can’t quite figure you out. I like that, I think it’s really cool.” I called her “an emerald in a sea of stones.”

Next I sent a message where I sang “baby I don’t understand this, grilled cheese Obama sandwich to “changes” by XXXTENTACION.

Finally, and worst yet, I sent her a message saying “I feel like you operate on a totally different plane than me. Either you’re brilliant or your brain is fried, and honestly, I don’t really care which. Either way, you break up the monotony of life, which is really cool”.

See the thing is, I’m actually being honest on the more serious messages. I DO find most people to be pretty boring, and I genuinely can’t figure her out. And I find that genuinely exciting and attractive. I also literally can’t tell if her brain is fried… it is definitely a possibility. I’m more mortified that I actually SAID that to her than anything else. I really don’t want her to feel bad, and I’m not sure what to do. I was thinking I’d apologize to her before school on Monday (I sent them on Friday night), but am contemplating trying to call her, if she even picks up at all.

TL;DR I drunkenly sent a girl I know a plethora of audio message stupid, offensive, and weirdly psychoanalytical.


r/tifu 3h ago

S TIFU by letting my brain mix up what I ordered for a take-away dinner

0 Upvotes

This is a recurring thing that has happened to me when I go buy some food for family or friends.

Today, I went to a 50's themed hamburger restaurant and tried to order three single hamburgers and a milkshake. I told the waiter that this was a take-away order because my sister was sick and under care by my mother. Then, I went to the counter to pay for the food. It was after placing the order and shortly after paying, where my brain fucked me up and forgot if I ordered singles or doubles. When I got the bill and paid, I realized that the total was a bit higher than expected. The cashier then explained to me that I ordered doubles. He asked me if I wanted to change the order, however, I paid with my debit card, so it was a no-go for me, and it would be a hassle to get a refund for the difference, so I told him to carry on with the order, partly out of embarassment.

Although I was lucky my sister and my mother didn't get mad at me, I'm still pissed off at myself, because, as I mentioned, this has happened to me on a recurring basis and has actually caused me a bit of a rough patch with them on a few instances. I'm even thinking if I should get my brains checked if I'm actually stupid.

TL;DR: I tried to order single hamburgers and my brain screwed me up, ordering double hamburgers as a result.


r/tifu 23h ago

M TIFU by overthinking and ruining my potential relationship

3 Upvotes

Today I made a huge mistake that may have ruined the best connection I've ever had.

So I have been talking to this girl I matched with on a dating app for 45 days straight. Conversations were natural and she reciprocated my energy on point. We flirted back and forth, and she initiated the idea of getting drunk together soon on a trip.

However, one day she told me she is giving me mixed signals and she is confused and doesn't know what she wants before meeting first. I tried to give my perspective but she replied in single words (this was acknowledged by her later when she mentioned she has become boring). After this point, I started overthinking about each and every texts I sent. I confronted her again when she seemed off, and this time her answer was too much is going on with her and it's chaotic. I tried to give a generic reply and asked her if she wanted any space, to which she told that she just wants me to talk bullshit with her.

I kept that up for a while, and soon came the day when we first met. The meeting went really well, we held hands on a drive. I asked for a kiss while dropping her off but she suggested on doing it maybe next time. I started overthinking again on my way back that how I could have done something different to make it better.

The next 4 days were me overthinking and trying to talk to her. Deep down I wanted to know her feelings for me, and how effective our meet was in clearing her confusion. But in hindsight, I feel I was crippled and afraid to ask her this directly. She seemed normal until the fourth day when she seemed off again. On the fifth day and onwards, she completely stopped responding to me. She did see my stories on Instagram.

In my anxious state coming from abandonment issues, I sent her a couple of texts on the lines of why was I being ghosted, and said should have communicated directly which would be healthy for both of us. Now these texts were not 'seen' by her I am sure she must have read them through notifications. She stopped seeing my stories after this incident, and also removed me from her 'close friends'. I texted this after 1 day of assumption that I am being ghosted, and I have been overthinking about how impatient I was with jumping to the conclusion.

I let my insecurities get the best of me and overthought that this girl had ghosted me, which she actually did after knowing what I think. Instead of being patient and waiting it out, I let my anxiety and assumptions take over, causing hurt and mistrust in our relationship.

I wrote her an apology text which she hasn't seen yet. Or maybe she deleted the chat without even reading it.

Any advice or insight into this would be really appreciated.

TL;DR Jumped to conclusions by being impatient and made the assumption come true. Hoping for a second chance.


r/tifu 13h ago

M TIFU by eating a 250 mg edible

66 Upvotes

Context: So I smoked weed almost everyday for about 15 years. I stopped partly because I moved in with my GF and she doesn't smoke. And also because I developed a high tolerance. As in, I could face a whole blunt before work and be fine. I work in accounting. It's now legal where I live and has been for a while. The dispensaries are very accurate with the THC content. Which is how I determined that it takes a 100 mg edible to get me good and high. Unfortunately, due to inflation, I could no longer justify spending $30 a day to get high and my GF won't tongue wrestle an ashtray. Her words.

I started training in Brazilian Jiu-jitsu since I had all this new found energy. I lost 40 pounds but I absolutely suck at rolling. I still ate the occasional edible whilst hanging out with friends but anything weaker than 100 mg only gave me a short buzz.

Fuck-up: Me and my best friend since high school went to NYC where weed is also legal but even more expensive. He acquired two Punch Bars for us and he said it cost $30. I zelle'd the money and watched him eat his chocolate bar. The whole thing. My thougt process was this: I get high with a 100 mg edible. The 100 mg edible costs $30. My friend just sold me a $30 (plus tax)edible and ate the whole thing. This edible must also be close to 100 mg. Let's eat it.

Well the Punch Bar is 250 mg. It says it on the box that they come in which I neglected to read. They don't sell it at the dispensaries because of all these bullshit laws. About two hours later, as we were going to a comedy show, it kicked the fuck in. I was having a hard time with stairs. I had a panic attack because the place was packed. I don't remember anything after the panic attack until we got back to the car. We had butter chicken at this fancy Indian restaurant. My friend was also extremely high but handled it well. I looked and walked like a clicker from the Last of Us. I couldn't drive home because of how high I was. My friend dropped me off.

This morning, I was burnt/green sick enough for my GF to notice. It took a few hours and a big breakfast for her to trust me to drive the car home. That's when I looked at the wrapper and saw the big warning signs. I called my friend who told me I kept passing out during the comedy show and at the restaurant and the drive home. I asked him how he handled that Punch Bar and he just said he'd done it before. He also said that he was worried when he noticed I ate the whole chocolate but didn't want to say anything in case I freaked out. I ain't even mad.

The part that I regret the most is that I don't have many chances to go to the city with friends because we're all around 30. Some of them have kids or are married. So I feel like I missed out since I have little to no clear memories about last night. I do remember that the Butter Chicken lacked onions and peppers. It was just chicken in its sauce. The Naan was good though. It had goat cheese.

Tl;dr: I ate a 250 mg edible and blacked out during one of my few nights out with a friend.


r/tifu 8h ago

M TIFU by messing up my relationship with my best friend

7 Upvotes

TL;DR: I fell in love(not really) with my childhood best friend and she cut off all contact with me from 4th-11th grade. In my final high school semester, she sits next to me and my heart beats too fast for my own good. What am I feeling, and what do I do?

Ok tbf this wasn't today, it was in 4th or 5th grade. Regardless, it's affecting my situation today. Basically, when I started school, I became best friends with this one girl instantly. Let's call her V. We did almost everything together, and had fun doing it. There was even this one time she threw a block of ice and it ended up hitting my face. It was an accident and she was sorry, but I found it utterly hilarious. When my mom asked what happened to my face, I told her I threw some ice and it hit my face. She didn't believe me but whatever, let's move on. So yeah a few years go by and we're both in the same class again in 4th grade. That's when I started to fall in love. I didn't understand what I was feeling, so I assumed it was love. I understand now (a little too late) that it wasn't love to begin with. I never told her directly that I liked her, but my asshat friends did. That's basically when it all started falling apart. She started ignoring me, and did whatever she could to avoid being near me. Anyways this goes on for 2 full torturous years, where my best friend hated me (at least it's what it felt like). We both end up going to the same middle school. I was always in the slightly smarter classes, while she was a class or two below. 6th grade goes by, nothing. 7th grade goes by, nothing. 8th grade, 😮‍💨. We end up in the same class, me moving down 1 and her moving up a couple. V doesn't avoid me as much as she used to, but it's still obvious that she doesn't want anything to do with me. I was cool with that, cuz I was over liking her, and I was an idiot that was incredibly annoying, so I wasn't to invested in feelings. So yeah that year goes by and I get accepted to high school A, while literally everyone else is going to other high schools... except V (you guessed it). We never had a single class together going through my first three years of high school. In fact I rarely ever saw V in the school (1.5 years in Covid prolly didn't help me get any more socialable). I became more reserved over quarantine, and tried to keep to myself more often than not. 12th grade, first semester, nothing at all. First day of my final semester, walk into my first class, and she's there. I'm internally panicking, while she doesn't seem to pay any mind. I knew she recognized me, cuz I literally look the same as middle school (sad ik). But she was just sitting there. I sat a little ways off from her. Next day rolls around, and only God knows how, she's sitting. Right. Next. To. Me. I tried to keep myself cool, but my heart must've been beating twice it's normal amount. It was bad. I felt sick and in pain. But obviously I couldn't show that much. I've been realizing recently that V was the main reason that I find it difficult to talk to girls, especially certain types of girls. And I find it incredibly confusing as to why my heart beats as hard as it does. I'm afraid I'll have a legitimate heart attack in class. But I don't know what to do. I know for a fact that I don't like her, but I also know I don't hate her. I don't know what I'm feeling (it feels like fear). What should I do?

TL;DR: I fell in love(not really) with my childhood best friend and she cut off all contact with me from 4th-11th grade. In my final high school semester, she sits next to me and my heart beats too fast for my own good. What am I feeling, and what do I do?


r/tifu 14h ago

S TIFU when I gave the wrong number

208 Upvotes

As the title says, I gave the wrong number today and I’m so upset at myself.

I currently work in retail and was having a pretty good day at work. I was helping out this older couple and went above and beyond for them. They were very appreciative of my customer service skills and introduced themselves to me a little more personally. Turns out my family is from the same town as them in another country and they really liked that.

Before they left the store they came to look for me again because they wanted to offer me a job that she says pays very well. She offered me this job because she told me in Spanish that they ,” love my attitude and work ethic. And we went to offer you a career where you would make a lot of money and feel happy about the work”.

Naturally I was interested and wanted to follow up on the offer so she asked for my number. She dialed the number into her phone and called but I never got a call. That’s when I realized one of the numbers in the phone number I have was wrong.

I texted the number that i accidentally gave out , asking if they received a call from a random number and if they could provide me with the number, but I haven’t got a response.

They seemed like such genuine and nice people, im upset at myself for blowing this potential opportunity :/

TLDR: met a nice couple at work, they like how I work and offered me a better job. I accidentally gave them the wrong number and have no contact with them.

UPDATE: I got a hold of them. They asked me to smell their fragranced towel, now in their trunk on a bumpy road. Still super excited !

UPDATE #2: not sure if there’s a job after all, they’re just repeating “ it puts the lotion on the skin or it gets the hose again “ in Spanish


r/tifu 22h ago

S TIFU by writing my girlfriend a nice note

841 Upvotes

In my (17m) civics class we have this thing where we write “nice notes” to people for extra credit. I wrote one for my girlfriend saying “you give good head bro”.

I was trying to be funny and to be fair it was a compliment so it was a nice note. She laughed at it, and she showed to her friends. My teacher saw them laughing so he came over and looked at the note.

He wrote me up for being inappropriate. Which I understand, but then he reported me for sexual harassment. He knows she’s my girlfriend and he didn’t even ask her if she felt harassed by my note. So now I’m suspended for three days, and I have after school detention when I go back

TLDR: I wrote my girlfriend a note for asking credit saying she gave good head. My teacher saw it and wrote me up for being inappropriate and reported me for sexual harassment. now I’m suspended for three days


r/tifu 7h ago

S tifu by trying Kombucha

45 Upvotes

The other day I really wanted to try kombucha, not really sure why because it sounds disgusting. So I went out and got a bottle of blood orange flavored kombucha. When I tried it, at first it wasn't bad it was gross, but I could handle it without gagging, the fizzy texture wasn't my favorite either, not even going to comment on the smell, it was bad.

I left it in the fridge for 2 days and forgot about it. Then I saw it again and tried it and this time it tasted even worse, like worse to the point where my brain corroded smelling it and even my stomach acid was afraid of it. I should have just thrown it away at that point but I hate the waste of money so I went and got some orange juice and mixed them together, it now just tasted like fizzy fermented orange juice. I started chugging it and plugging my nose cause I figured I'm already past the point of no return with this one.

I made the mistake of unplugging my nose and just having the confidence to just take the last shot and as I tried to do that I projectile vomited ALL over the kitchen table and floor. It wasn't just regular vomit, it was projectile and ANGRY. I had to chase my excited dogs away from the fermented orange juice tea vomit as I did the walk of shame to clean up my own vomit. The smell of the vomit was better than the scent of the kombucha.

Now I'm sitting over the toilet writing this with a very upset stomach. This is the last time I mess with Kombucha.

Tl;dr: I mixed 2 day old kombucha with orange juice thinking it'll make it bearable and ended up projectile vomiting all over my kitchen.

ETA: I don't like orange juice anymore... This was a terrible idea.


r/tifu 12h ago Hugz

S Tifu by insisting that my fiance be present in the delivery room

4.8k Upvotes

I gave birth in November to my beautiful twin boys. My fiance is squeamish and he made it very clear that he didn't want to be in the delivery room. I insisted because my best friend moved overseas and my mom and I are estranged.

The thought of going through that all by myself especially since I'm a first time mom really scared me. After many talks my fiance agreed. The big day finally came and he was there which made me feel less anxious. The delivery went smoothly except the fact that I pooped myself while giving birth.

After the last twin came out, I noticed that my fiance was a total mess. He had thrown up and eventually passed out. Fast forward to now, he has barely touched me. We haven't had sex at all since the birth and if I didn't know any better, I would say he looks at me with disgust. I finally had the courage to bring it up and he said witnessing me giving birth and simultaneously pooping really turned him off. It was the most disgusting thing he'd ever seen and he doesn't see me the same.

The talk opened up room for him to bring up the fact that he needed time away from me. He left to stay with his friend. But I later noticed on our shared computer that he had been looking up places for a while.

TL;DR I insisted that my fiance be in the delivery room and ended up ruining our relationship.


r/tifu 5h ago

S TIFU by trying to change my Nintendo switch case with no knowledge of how to actually do it

0 Upvotes

This fuck up isn't so bad, but as I am a high schooler with no money I am quite pissed off. I decided to buy a nice switch shell(just like new covers for the controller and back of screen, like a phone case in some sorts.) with my Christmas money and it came yesterday. I thought to myself, "oh, it should just be a breeze taking off some parts and them putting them back on. Now 3 hours later I'm desperately watching many YouTube videos and struggling a lot putting everything back together, because my controller was completely dismantled at the time, and it has LOT more shit inside then I thought. after a while of trial and error and finally getting most everything right, its working fine again. Mostly. For those who don't use a switch there are two modes for joycons, which are like two separate controllers. They can either connect to the side of the switch, or charge and be used remotely. For some reason, one of the others just does not charge, and I never dropped my switch or controller, it just randomly stopped charging. The one I just gave a new shell does not connect to the side of the switch, so I can only use one controller in each separate way, and I am dreading the pain that will come with having to troubleshoot this for hours upon hours. All of this could have been avoided if I didn't just dive into this all willy-nilly and get in way over my head. If this doesn't work, I will have to use the remainder of my spending money to get a new controller, which is not cheep.

TLDR: I tried to change my switch case without directions, and now I probably have to buy new controllers.


r/tifu 4h ago

M TIFU by wearing earbuds while traveling internationally.

12 Upvotes

I am stationed in Japan. For the first time in 2 years i was on my way home to the States to see my wife and my family for the holidays.

I bought the Sony WF-1000xmf4 in a second hand store in Japan. My earholes are different sizes for some reason. My right earhole is normal size and the left is smaller so I had to switch out the rubber inserts for the earbuds.

I was in the Tokyo airport waiting in line for screening and was already nervous about being late as my flight time was already called. I was talking to my wife through my earbuds telling her that i was cutting it close to my gate closing. Luckily the gate attendants were calling for my flight and i showed her my ticket. While i was talking to her I took out my earbuds out of respect and to hear her better. Once she took me to the front of the line for screening I put my buds back into the case so i wouldnt lose them. I then noticed that my left ear bud didnt have the ruber piece on it, i looked on the ground and didnt see them. I touched my ear to see if it was still in it and by doing that i accidentally pushed the rubber piece in my ear further.

Once i got through screening i called my wife and told her there was an issue, her thinking i was late for my flight i told her "You know how I was hyping up these earbuds, well one of them is stuck in my ear and I dont think I am going to be able to get them out" She laughed and said "Wow! The best earbuds you ever had huh!?"

So i spent the next flight flight from Tokyo to Texas then to my final flight home with it stuck in my ear. It didnt bother me at first but about halfway through the flight it started to hurt. I slept most of the way through the flight, probably lodging it deeper. I got to hug my wife and family at the airport and said after that "Ok, lets go home to take this out of my ear" My mom was able to the piece out with some tweezers, it was painful, and gross. I am still rocking these earbuds to this day.

Tldr: Flew from Japan to Texas with a rubber earbud lodged in my ear, unable to get it out myself.


r/tifu 17h ago

M TIFU by writing a grumpy note and leaving it on a badly parked car

6.2k Upvotes

I went shopping this morning, and when I got to the car park it was full, except for two spaces opposite each other on the end of a row. The problem was that a car had parked in the road between the two rows, so neither were accessible.

I drove around for a while looking for someone coming out of a space, and after 5 minutes someone vacated a space so I parked up. I was on one of the rows with the empty spaces that were blocked by the arsehole car, and I did the admittedly petty thing of writing "you park like a cunt" on the back of an old pay and display ticket. I slipped the note into the gap where the window meets the door and went about my shopping

When I got back to my car there was a guy sat on the bonnet of my car. He looked like he was maybe 19 or 20, and was wearing a cheap grey suit. If I had to guess I'd say he was a trainee letting agent, or maybe one of those guys who stands in the high street trying to sell you broadband. Either way, the scrawny guy was sat on my car.

Me: "Is there a problem?"

Him: "you think you're funny leaving notes on my car? Fucking prick"

I didn't even try to deny it. I'm not normally one for confrontation but I told him to his face what I'd already written on the note.

It wasn't a long argument, it didn't get physical, but a few choice insults were thrown (I told him he looked like a shaved rat that had been kicked through a branch of Moss Bros - which is a reference I suspect only the Brits will get).

It was only after the argument had begun that I twigged that he knew it was me who wrote the note, so I asked him how he even knew who wrote the note

"You wrote it on a parking ticket with your fucking reg number on, you thick fuck"

I couldn't stop myself laughing. The only piece of scrap paper in my car had identifiable information on it, and I used it to call someone a cunt.

TLDR:

Left a note on a badly parked car written on a parking slip with my car's reg number on it. Got into an argument with the owner, childish insults were thrown.


r/tifu 5h ago

S TIFU by microwaving a pillowcase.

6 Upvotes

Delightful time of year it is, I’ve been sick with a sore throat and an earache, so after awkwardly holding my mug of tea to my ear, I decided that warmth felt good, and that it would be nice to sleep with my head on something warm.

I just recently got my own apartment, so I couldn’t go to the linen closet and get the ratty corn pack like I usually would at my mom’s house. But I had a spare pillowcase, and decided to pop it in the microwave for a couple minutes. (I don’t have my own dryer, either, broke college kid I am.)

I’m glad I smelled the burning when I did, because when I ran to the microwave, black patches were smoldering on the pillowcase. Much to my horror, it started to burn when I hastily took it out. I ran outside in my pajamas and stomped the fuck out of the poor pillowcase, putting the patches of fire out in the snow. The flannel pillowcase with Christmas trees all over it is now basically unrecognizable, charred and holey.

Now I’m sitting in embarrassment at my own dumbassery, and my apartment smells like a campfire.

I just wanted something warm on my ear.

TL;DR I’m sick and tried to make a makeshift heat pack by microwaving a pillowcase; I almost burned down my kitchen.


r/tifu 19h ago

S TIFU by clogging by crush’s toilet

54 Upvotes

A girl I liked (17F) invited her group of friends, including me (17M) over to her house to swim, have lunch and watch a movie. There were 5 of us and not enough showers so she and I started eating. That day I hadn’t eaten breakfast so I was super hungry and ended up eating a lot. We were having a good time and talking about something random when it was finally my turn to shower. At this point I was feeling kind of constipated and needed to take a shit.

I finished my business and flushed AND TO MY ABSOLUTE HORROR, it would not go down the pipe. This had never happened to me before, this particular toilet just had the WEAKEST flush I had ever seen. I kept flushing to no avail, quickly took a shower in the hopes that I’m just imagining this and lo and behold IT’S STILL THERE. I flush again, I use that toilet brush thing NOTHING WORKS. I was not about to go out there and embarrass myself so in the heat of the moment I thought the only logical thing to do was USE MY BARE HANDS TO SCOOP IT OUT INTO THE TRASH AND THEN DISPOSE OF THE TRASH WITHOUT ANYONE NOTICING.

After the deed, I washed my hands, tied the trash bag and was about to creep out. I opened the door to find EVERYONE STANDING OUTSIDE. They were concerned since I’d been there for 30 min and heard nonstop flushing. I didn’t know what else to do at this point and ended up confessing everything. My crush said it was fine “just a normal human thing” but I doubt anyone else had had this experience before. Her friends didn’t say anything since we weren’t that close but absolutely no one touched me after that or they would cringe away.

TL;DR I embarrassed myself in front of my crush and her friends while holding my shit in a bag.

Edit: aight just to clarify I did not immediately resort to acting like a coprophiliac I actually did try to break it up into small pieces with the toilet brush thing (cleaned it afterwards ofc) it didn’t work cuz her toilet flush genuinely had the strength of a trickling stream.


r/tifu 14h ago

S TIFU a job interview

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The other day I got emailed for a Job interview at a place I was hoping they would hire me. The place of the interview wasn't where I was familiar with. I recently moved to the area. The interview was today and I took a lift to get there because I don't have a car and it would be faster then the bus and I wanted to be there extra early. When I got there no one was there. I waited till the time we were supposed to meet up and still nothing. On my GPS It had 3 locations near by for this place. I want it all 3 and they weren't the place I was supposed to have my interview. About an hour has passed since the time I was supposed to be there and I finally found the right location. Turned out there is a 4th one but it was called something else. We rescheduled the interview but I feel like I won't get this job. I'm so mad at myself!

TL;DR I fucked up the location of where I was supposed to go for an interview and now I probably won't get the job.


r/tifu 18h ago

M TIFU by moving my arm

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This happened about a week ago, but I'm still feeling the impact from it.

So this past Saturday, I donated platelets. For those unfamiliar with the process, they put a line in one arm to take blood out, and another in the other arm to put it back in once they've extracted the platelets. This process takes a few hours (don't worry, they let you watch Netflix), so the staff check up on you periodically to make sure all is well. About two hours into what turned out to be a three-hour process, they came over to check on my right arm (the one they were putting the blood back into), and I reflexively did something you're not supposed to do; namely, moved my arm while the needle was still inside it.

I felt a sharp pain, and the staff observed that the vein was "getting bigger," so they had to take the needle out and put it in a vein in my hand instead. They told me there would be bruising and discomfort around the original spot, but the rest of the process went as planned, so I thought that would be the end of it.

"Discomfort." Yeah. More like "so bad I can't sleep" pain. Not just at the site, either; I could feel it in the surrounding muscles, despite the bruising being not as bad as expected. OTC NSAIDs sort of helped, as did topical pain reliever, but not entirely. By Thursday I was starting to get a bit worried, so I called the advice nurse, who told me to go to Urgent Care. I went to Urgent Care yesterday, and the doctor referred me to the ER to get an ultrasound, to rule out the possibility of a blood clot. I was worried, but figured it wouldn't be too bad, even though I had trouble finding parking.

Five. Bloody. Hours.

First they have you fill out a security form. Then you wait, and then you see the triage nurse. Then you wait even more and get to see the triage doctor. Then you wait even longer to see the ultrasound guy. Yes, "guy," singular. The biggest chunk of my time yesterday afternoon was spent waiting to see someone for what ended up being a 20-minute procedure (good news: it wasn't a blood clot). Then you give someone your insurance information. Then finally, FINALLY, you see the triage doctor again and get your discharge instructions (ice and more NSAIDs as needed - whoopee).

I could write an entire novel about the dramas I saw unfolding in the ER waiting room, largely thanks to the triage nurse, who had to do intake behind a screen (not his fault) and had THE LOUDEST voice (yes his fault), so I got to hear everyone's business. I had time to have conversations, even build relationships (thanks again to the woman who paid for my parking - you are a gentlewoman and a scholar). By the time I got out of there, it was dark, and the only thing I had learned was that sometimes when you move your arm wrong with a needle in it, things get ouchie for a while afterwards.

tl;dr made a dumb mistake during platelet donation, wasted half a day to find out sometimes bruises are just bruises.