Karen DEMANDS I PAY FOR HER BIRTHDAY PARTY... HUGE MISTAKE! - Reddit Stories

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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
You need to pay for my birthday dinner, but you're
not allowed to attend. Allow. That was a good one,
wasn't it. That was splendid vetted boy. Let's read the stonies.
Our first story will be reading today. My brat stepdaughter
is demanding I pay for her birthday dinner, even though

(00:21):
she hates me and won't allow me to attend. My
wife has three kids, two sons who are twenty and
nineteen and a daughter who's sixteen from her previous relationship.
Their father was an attic, but now he's clean. He
doesn't have custody, but does visit when he can. My
step sons and I are not close, but they've been
respectful to me at least. My stepdaughter, who I'll call

(00:43):
s has not. She genuinely doesn't even like me. She
refuses to talk to me. She doesn't want me attending
her shows. She doesn't accept any gifts that I've given her,
usually giving them away or tossing them in the trash.
She doesn't listen to me if I'm the one enforcing
rules when she isn't grounded, it has to be her
mom who puts her foot down. She doesn't listen to me.
If I'm the one enforcing rules. When she's grounded, it

(01:05):
has to be her mom who puts her foot down.
Her birthday was last week. She had testing that day.
My wife wanted her birthday to be extra special because
she was turning sixteen and had good grades. S wanted
to go to an expensive restaurant with her family. I
was not allowed to come, according to her, but she
wanted me to give her mom the money to pay
for it. I told her I would not pay. She

(01:27):
got upset and told me it was the least I
could do, and how she asks for so little. But
I stood my ground. Her mom took her to a
less expensive restaurant. S is now upset with me. Her
granddad is also upset with me, telling me I should
have paid. And then it was her sixteenth birthday that
I ruined. My wife is on my side and says
there's no winning with her. I know how important becoming

(01:49):
sixteen is, and I feel bad for not getting her
a gift at all. So am I the jerk? You
sound completely insufferable. If all three of her kids don't
like you, I'm sure they have their reasons. You acting
immature by refusing to pay for her birthday dinner. It's
just the icing on the cake. You are not entitled
to attend her birthday events. I'm disappointed in their mother

(02:11):
for being with someone who is as controlling and manipulative
as you are. Don't be surprised when she leaves you
for someone who respects her and her kids. I feel
like there's more going on here than we're being told.
I mean, she doesn't just dislike him, she actively hates him.
And the sons don't seem to like him either. They're
just more mature about it being older. So what's the deal.

(02:33):
All widow baby is sad that his stepdaughter doesn't want
him at her birthday dinner. Widow man gonna throw a fit? Now,
how fragile your ego must be to pick a fight
with a sixteen year old. If you can't handle being
a stepdad, then quit wasting this woman and her family's time.
Go become one of those crazy dog guys who copes
with his loneliness by getting two big dogs and acting

(02:55):
like they're your kids. Not the jerk, bro. This is
why you don't date single moms. If she was widowed
and left behind, then that's one thing. But if she
chose to leave her man the way it pretty much
always happens. You can bet your butt that those kids
are going to be taught to resent man and they
will take out that aggression on you. Any guys still

(03:15):
getting into relationships with single moms these days, you honestly
deserve what you're setting yourself up for. Life isn't like
the romantic comedy movies you were fed your whole life.
You don't even want to know the things I've seen,
the things I've done, or the things I would do
again if I had to. I wonder how many bodies
this guy has buried under his house? Well? Who do

(03:36):
you think is the jerk? Opie or his stepdaughter? Please
let us know. Listen, home boy, you need to run
and run fast. Are you really willing to deal with
this brat for possibly the rest of your life? Cool it, Karen.
People have been getting upset about the things you've been
saying recently. I don't care. It's a free country. Am
I the jerk for never helping my older siblings out

(03:56):
and letting my brother and his family be homeless. My
family on a big divide about this, So I was
hoping I could get an unbiased perspective. I'm the youngest
of four siblings by far. I'm twenty two female, and
my husband is twenty six male. My siblings are thirty female,
thirty two male, and thirty three male. Between the three
of them, they have a combined fourteen kids. They all

(04:18):
have multiple kids. None of them went to college, and
they all work lower paying entry level jobs. I graduated
last year. I started college in high school, and I
work as a nurse. My husband works on planes, but
I don't want to say what he does specifically. Our
household income is about two hundred thousand dollars. An average
where we live is about eighty thousand. I think this

(04:39):
is all relevant. My parents like to host big family
functions for every holiday, and they bring the whole family together.
Ever since I was a teenager, my siblings have always
asked me for favors, mostly to babysit. I did it
for a while when I was around sixteen, but quickly
realized they didn't appreciate anything and there was nothing in
it for me, so I stopped. For the past six years,

(05:01):
i've had the don't ask me for anything stands. Since
my siblings are the type to ask for favors, but
never offer to help you when you need it. They
always borrow money from our parents, but never pay it back.
My oldest brother is getting evicted and asked if him
and his girlfriend and their four kids could stay with
me and my husband. My husband and I own a
four bedroom, two bath house. I told him no because

(05:23):
they have a habit of settling in somewhere and not
paying rent and refusing to leave. They also let their
four kids absolutely destroy every rent while they live in
coloring on the walls, halls in the walls, et cetera.
My brother and his girlfriend are upset with me, and
they blew up at me at my mother's birthday party
last week. They're going to have to stay at a
shelter and they're saying that it's my fault, but I

(05:45):
think it's their own lack of responsibility. My other two
siblings chimed in agreen with my brother, and they think
I'm a jerk. I think that my siblings suck, and
I don't want my house getting torn up by their heathens.
M heathens. I know that if I let them move in,
I'd end up having to evict them, and they wouldn't
pay for anything at all. I think it's not fair
that they always ask me for money because I make

(06:08):
more money than they do, and they treat my husband
and I like we're some kind of upper class snobs
because we worked hard and made good choices in life
to be able to buy a house early. Am I
the jerk for not helping my siblings, specifically my brother?
I guess update. I'm offering to pay for everyone to
get a vasectomy or have their tubes tied this Christmas
and giving my brother enough money to cover the red

(06:29):
roof in for a week. That's it all I'm doing
for anyone, and they better not call me ever again
because I'm not answering. Not the jerk. They don't pay
the money they owe, they destroy other people's property. They
also have parents and multiple other siblings. They have a
history of not paying rent and having to be evicted.

(06:50):
At this point, start asking why they're in a shelter
and no one else is helping. Combined with all the
siblings and parents, they can hustle and pay their rent
on a new place. Again with the I'm poor, but
I have one hundred and fifty seven kids. Come on,
if you're low on money just to have one or
two kids, so nobody starves or lives in shelters. Why
do people put themselves in this position so that others

(07:12):
in the family can pay for theirs. These are not
your kids. Your siblings are not your responsibility. They are
adults and should take care of themselves if they were
sick or had an accident, and then it would be
one thing. But no, they just don't pay rent for
a habit. Not the jerk? Am I the jerk for
snapping at my aunt who said I wasn't a real doctor?

(07:34):
I thirty five female. I'm a plastic surgeon. I went
through years of medical school and residency, but it was
worth it. I originally started med school with the hopes
of going into psychiatry, but surgery really interested me. The
problem started years ago when I first told my family
that I was going into plastic surgery because it was
what interests me the most. My parents, siblings, and brother

(07:56):
in law were all supportive and whenever I felt like
giving up, they were always there to push me. But
a lot of my other family members weren't as supportive.
My aunt's always made snide comments about it, as well
as my cousins, uncles, and grandparents. On both sides. They
were all happy when they knew I was in med school,
but completely flipped when they found out I was pursuing
plastic surgery. It annoyed me at first, but I learned

(08:19):
to just move on from it. But recently, my cousin
forty female on my dad's side, who's the daughter of
the aunt who keeps making comments about my job, did
a PLC on nursing and childcare, which didn't bother me.
I couldn't care less what she does, but my aunt
thought I should know everything that's happening with her daughter.
Every time I see her, she goes on about how

(08:39):
smart her daughter is and how amazing she is for
doing a PLC in nursing and childcare. But the last
time I saw her, she said something that really annoyed me.
Me and my sister were over at her house because
she had some hand me downs to give to my nephew.
We were all eating when she said, it's great that
she's going into medical school. She's not. She doesn't even

(08:59):
have the brains for medical school. Maybe we can finally
have a real doctor in the family. I sat there
in silence for a second, thinking what is she talking about?
And then looked at my sister, who looked equally upset
as me. I snapped back and said her taking care
of kids doesn't make her a doctor, and her knowing
how to clean a cut doesn't either. She's not in

(09:21):
medical school. She's too dumb for that. She wouldn't even
last a week before dropping out. My aunt looked really
upset and yelled at me for being rude, and then
she told me I wasn't much of a doctor either.
I yelled back at her that I went through years
of medical school and residency and that I'm a licensed
doctor and surgeon, and that she doesn't know what she's
talking about. My aunt started crying and left the room,

(09:44):
so me and my sister just left a few hours later,
I got a text for my cousin calling me names
for what I had said and for attacking her mom.
I got more texts from my other family members, and
it somehow traveled to my mom's side of the family
as well. Majority of them were telling me to ap
oologize for yelling at my aunt, But my immediate family mom, dad, brother,

(10:04):
sister in law's girlfriend, they're telling me not to. Now
I'm being shunned by both sides of the family, and
they're all refusing to talk to me and won't even
let me tell my side of the story. So was
I the jerk not the jerk? A lot of people
have an out of date Hollywood idea of what a
plastic surgeon really does with medicine. They think you picked

(10:24):
your specialty so you can get rich by serving wealthy,
vain people. They forget about all of the other people
that need reconstructive surgery because of accidents, fires, bacteria, et cetera.
Your aunt sounds ignorant, op I feel like I should
add that my attack on my cousin wasn't just something random.
She's as bad as my aunt. She always makes comments

(10:46):
about my job and other things in my life, and
always has. She's rude to everyone in my family, and
it's just a generally bad person to be around. Also,
before I got into med school, she'd go on about
how you have to be really smart to get into it,
insinuating that I wasn't smart enough. Everyone sucks here. Calling
your cousin dumb and too stupid for school is absolutely

(11:07):
the wrong tactic, even if you were insulted by her mother.
There was cruelty in what your aunt said about you,
but there was also cruelty in what you said about
your cousin. You're the boss. Okay, you're the boss. I
just found out my old boss was fired and remembered
a story and thought i'd share this multiple malicious compliance
with you guys. So back in twenty twenty one, I

(11:29):
was working from home with a team of about twenty
people in my department. To summarize, our job was to
monitor credit cards. We worked pretty independently and efficiently, so
the company to award this literally promoted the entire department
and tripled our pay. And with this they emphasized that
we should be more independent, take more responsibility and all
of that, and everyone was super okay with it. But

(11:51):
then six months later, as every story on this sub goes,
there was a change in management. The manager took a
job at another bank and our supervisor was fired for
doing the deed in the company grounds. Pretty cool guy,
but he made a terrible choice on where to do it.
The new manager was pretty competent as far as I know,
she's still in the position. The problem was the new

(12:11):
supervisor to our department aka best friend of new manager.
He came into the job knowing absolutely zero about what
we did, and he immediately wanted to demand results. But
then again, he knew nothing about what we did, so
he would demand results in the wrong places, always asking
for overtime even when we didn't need it, complaining about
how we didn't use formal language on the group chat,

(12:34):
and so on. One relevant thing he learned on his
first week is that I was supposed to take his job.
Before he came along, my old supervisor was training me
to take his job because he was about to leave anyway.
And everyone on my team came to me when they
needed something, and I would always help them. But he
was quick to remind me as we hopped on a
call that he was the boss. He told me if

(12:56):
anyone asked me for something, to tell them to go
to him. I said, okay. This backfired very quickly, since
he didn't know anything about what we did, he didn't
know how to help all the people coming to him.
After a few days, they stopped asking him since he
could never help them, and came back to me again.
Then again, he told me to hop on a call
with them, and his new strategy was to whenever someone

(13:18):
asked him for something, he would then just ask me again,
I said, okay. After a month of this, our production
was at the lowest it had been in three years.
But he was happy since everyone was going to him
and getting albeit longer responses, so he had to look
somewhere else to cause intrigue. He started to complain when
people took their breaks. Our shifts were eight hours a day,

(13:41):
with three breaks, two ten minute breaks and an hour break.
Everyone had their time to go on these breaks, but
since it didn't impact our job in the slightest, everyone
just went when it was most convenient for them. All
my colleagues were complaining to me that he was making
a big deal of when they took their breaks. He
went on a ten minute rant on why I shouldn't
take my one hour break thirty minutes before I was

(14:02):
supposed to. I told him it was because I went
to a bakery close to my house every day because
I was too tired to make dinner and had to
take my thirty minute break early, otherwise it would be closed.
He said, if I wanted to go to the bakery,
I should go on my own personal time when I'm
off the clock. I said, okay, but what he said
gave me an idea for me to go on my

(14:23):
own personal time. As per company code, besides the one
hour and twenty minute break, you have up to one
hour of personal break per day in which you can
do whatever you need to for whatever personal reason. I
told my colleague this, and every day, one hour before
my one hour break, I would take one hour of
personal break to go to the bakery and buy lunch.

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My colleagues would do similar things that they needed to
do during the time they were used to taking their breaks. Well.
Two months later, the entire department was terminated since we
weren't bringing in enough revenue to the company. Unfortunately, this
supervisor wasn't let go until last week and the department
he took over also was terminated. And another disclaimer to
anyone worried about twenty people losing their jobs, we have

(15:06):
a pretty niche set of skills and everyone quickly found
jobs of similar pain wages. No one was sad to
be fired. We were actually pretty happy. A few even
resigned before the ship sunk. Am I the jerk for
telling my twelve year old niece to not make life
any harder for her mom. I forty female, have a
twelve year old niece, and an eight year old high

(15:26):
need's nephew. They are my sister's kids. She's thirty seven.
My niece's birthday was yesterday and she has cupcakes ready
to bring to her school. My nephew doesn't sleep well
at all, and both his parents are up with him
a lot of the night and very sleep deprived. Nephew
snuck downstairs yesterday morning before everyone was up and ate
most of the cupcakes. Parents forgot to lock the cabinet.

(15:48):
Like I said, they're very sleep deprived. Brother in law
works about sixty hours a week as a physician, and
sister is a stay at home mom. My niece called
me from her cell phone. We're very close and I
only live five miles away, and with her being hysterical,
I could also hear nephew having a milk down in
the background and his parents trying to calm him down.
She was understandably upset because it was her birthday and

(16:10):
she was bringing cupcakes to the class. Neither of her
parents would be able to replace the cupcakes on time,
as sister had to take nephew to a doctor's appointment.
They would have been there a number of hours, and
her dad had several surgeries lined up that day and
couldn't get out of work. We live in a rural
area that doesn't have uber eats or door dash. My partner,
forty two female, owns the local bakery and was able

(16:33):
to go in early to make impromptu cupcakes for my niece,
and my partner would deliver it to her school. I
too couldn't get out of work, so I told my
niece not to worry, that I would take care of it,
but to please lay off her parents that their lives
are hard enough with her brother, that she shouldn't make
things any more difficult for them because they're so burnt
out and overwhelmed. She got angry with me because she

(16:54):
said her parents were careless and forgetting to lock the cabinet.
I told her it was an honest mistake that anyone
one could make. My partner thinks I shouldn't have said
that because she's just a kid. This is true, but
her parents are literally hanging on by a thread, and
I'm trying to help the only way I know how.
Her parents thanked us profusely for coming to the rescue
with her cupcakes and offered to pay, but we declined,

(17:16):
saying it was on the house. Am I the jerk?
You're the jerk. My experience is that when a high
needs kid eats up all of the energy and time
and attention, the other kid is told to stuff their
feelings down at that age and it emerges somewhere else
in life. For a couple of my students, it ended very,
very badly. Her feelings are valid, she's too young to

(17:37):
get over it for her parents like an adult. I
agree with your partner. I don't know what the high
needs are, but you might cover for the parents sometime
so that they can sleep, Help them find a respite caregiver,
take the niece out away from the chaos. Guy tries
to sell house from under my family gets his just desserts.
This happened back when I was a kid. My family

(18:00):
was looking for a large house and found the perfect
one back in the early two thousands. When my dad
talked with the owners, they had agreed to getting some
plumbing fixed on the house before we moved in if
we moved all of their stuff into the two car
garage so it would be easier for them to move.
There was also several things to be repaired, a pool
to clean, and a ton of landscaping to be done.

(18:20):
My dad did the repairs and used his army of
offspring to do all the landscaping, pool work, et cetera.
The house was looking amazing compared to before and we
were a week from moving in. Now, I to this
day do not know why my dad did this, but
he had paid a cash deposit. There was no paper
trail and the owners decided to take advantage of this.

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When it got to be a few days before we
moved in, the owners told my dad they weren't moving
their stuff out of the garage or doing the plumbing
fixes that were needed to use any of the bath
tubs or showers in the house. He could deal with
no garage and pay for the plumbing fixes, or he
could buzz off no refund of deposit if he didn't
like it. They even said they were thinking of moving

(19:02):
someone else in because the house value was more with
all of the fixes we had already done. My father
asked to turn in the keys we had been given
the next morning, because this was all told to him
at eight pm on a weekday, with no paperwork yet signed.
There was nothing attaching my dad to the house, and
no cameras or security system. He had just been done
over by a few thousand dollars by the owner, and

(19:24):
it was maybe two weeks until Christmas. His gift that
year was going to be giving each of us kids
our own rooms for the first time, quee revenge. He
brought all of us kids over to the house for
a little party. Each kid was given their own special
bit of destruction. Someone was shoveling sand into the pool.
My brother, with anger issues, was told to punch out

(19:44):
every hole he had patched up in the walls. The
smaller kids were told to rock the banister on the
stairs until it broke. I was told to rip out
the landscaping we had done and make a path of
it all over the stairs. Every single thing we had
fixed or improved taken back by very coqu creative, and
energetic kids. While all of this happened, my dad and
stepmom went through everything in the garage from the owners

(20:06):
and took anything they could gift to family, pond or sell.
There were high value collectibles, jewelry, and a computer that
my dad gave us for Christmas. The next day, my
dad told the owners he had put the keys in
the garage with its door open. That night, for them.
He then unplugged the phone and we never heard from
those people again. Was it legal, No, not on either end.

(20:29):
Did we have a good Christmas? Yes? Was it fun
destroying the place? Yes? I actually did a very tastefully
done carpet of hedge branches, torn out flowers, and some
of the sand and pool gravel on the actual carpet
of the house. How blind are you? I am legally blind.
I have no side in one eye and very little

(20:49):
side in the other, but I can see a little.
I walk with a sight cane, but generally do need
some help to get around. I was at the airport
in Cincinnati, Ohio, returning from a business trip, and I
asked the person helping me to take me to a
Starbucks since I was desperate for caffeine. She put me
in line, Then she said she would be back in
twenty minutes. So I'm standing in line when this woman

(21:10):
starts creeping on my right. Then a little more and
a little more. She was trying to pull cutzies on me. Oh,
I didn't think so, so I slyly slid my cane
over to my right, effectively preventing said cutesies. She realizes
she's been caught and huffs a bit, having her plan
of cutting in front of an undercaffeinated blind person at

(21:30):
six forty five am effectively thwarted. I get my drink
and I take a seat. Then cutsy Carol sits down
at my table and waves her hand in front of
my face, and we have the following exchange. Karen, so
are you blind or what me? Pardon like? How much
can you see? Are you faking? Just? How blind are you? Me?

(21:53):
I mean I saw enough to know you were attempting
to cut in front of a blind person, so you
can see? Waves her hand in my face again? Can
you see this? Why do you need a cane? If
you can see? Is it macula degeneration or what me? Ma'am?
It's too early for this. Please leave my table. I
don't owe you an explanation or any part of my

(22:14):
medical history. I'm just trying to enjoy my drink in
peace while I wait for my guide. Geez, I was
just asking huffs and leaves for parts unknown, Thank goodness.
I don't know why people see someone who's disabled and
feel entitled to their story or their medical devices. I
have had people grab my cane and pull me where
they want me to go. Parents who think it's cute

(22:36):
to let their kids grab my cane, it's not. Last
fourth of July, a random woman saw me walking with
my family and grab my arm to drag me over
to her son, who had recently lost his eyesight, so
I could tell him my story. Didn't ask, just grabbed
my daughter. Let her know how horribly inappropriate that was.
And this woman was super offended because she was just

(22:57):
trying to help his son adapt to his new reality.
Like she thought I owed that to her by daring
to be blind. Disabled people are not side shows. We
are just trying to live our lives, just like you are.
Am I the jerk for complimenting a friend of mine
making my fiance jealous. I twenty nine male, have known
my good friend Sarah, who's also twenty nine, since we

(23:18):
were both seven years old. We grew up together and
we were very close. Sarah is very beautiful and stylish.
She's working as a bridal consultant and a stylist and
she's into the fashion industry, so her sense of style
is immaculate. My fiance, Jane, who's twenty seven, is a lawyer.
She has a more casual style while Sarah has a
more glamorous style, and I realize how both of their

(23:41):
careers and lifestyles also affect their sense of style. For
the record, I adore my fiance. I've been with her
since she was twenty and I was twenty two, proposed
to her a year ago, and she's the nicest and
most supportive woman I've ever met. So before anyone says
I might be attracted to Sarah over my fiance, remember this.
Sarah is a good friend, but we are not compatible

(24:03):
to work as a couple at all. Her life goals
do not align with mine, and her lifestyle is exhausting
for me, while Jane and I, on the other hand,
are compatible in every aspect. Sarah is what we'd call
conventionally attractive, while Jane has a more unique kind of beauty.
Sarah is the kind of woman who will make everyone
turn their heads and just stare at her whenever she

(24:23):
enters a room. She's always been like that. Jane didn't
seem to mind at first, but later on she started
getting bothered whenever I over complimented Sarah, but still didn't
make a big deal out of it. A friend of
ours got engaged over the weekend and had this engagement
party with his new fiance. Sarah was invited and so
were we. As always, Once Sarah walked in, everyone turned

(24:45):
to look at her. It was one of the best
outfits she had worn and one of the best hairstyles
she had had. I went to greet her, and I
couldn't stop complimenting her all night long, because she truly
outdid herself. I noticed Jane sitting alone later, and I
went to ask her what was wrong. She replied that
I'm ridiculous for acting as if I didn't know already.
Then my friend's knew fiance and my friend pulled me

(25:07):
to the side and told me they had spotted my
fiance crying in the hallway a while ago, and she
told them that she feels like she's never going to
be as good and pretty as Sarah in my eyes,
and she feels humiliated and jealous. My friend's fiance also
told me what Sarah wore to the engagement party was
not appropriate, but she wouldn't say anything because she doesn't
want to stir drama, and that at some point Sarah

(25:29):
needs to stop trying to have all the attention to herself,
constantly trying to overshadow everyone. Am I the jerk? You
went to greet her and you couldn't stop complimenting her
all night long because she truly outdid herself. What the
heck you couldn't stop? Yeah, you're the jerk. Even worse,
OPI's fiance has already commented that OPI over compliments his friend, OPI,

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why can't you just zip it with the compliments for
women that aren't your fiance? Full stop? How other women
look shouldn't be important enough for you to compliment them
all night long, particularly in front of the woman you
claim to love and want to marry. You're the jerk.
Complimenting someone else, regardless of gender shouldn't be a problem.
I like getting compliments from my male friends, and I

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don't mind at all when my husband compliments his female friends.
I feel like if op had just said, hi, you
look great tonight to his friend and moved on, it
wouldn't have been a problem for anyone. But it sounds
like he spent the evening blatantly fawning over her, which
I suspect was uncomfortable for everyone, including his friend. My dude,
I can hear you salivating from over here? Did you

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ever consider, maybe don't do that to your fiance. Sarah's beautiful, stunning, glamorous.
We get it, but you can just close your mouth
about it. At near twenty nine, you're old enough to
know that what you say has a purpose and has
an impact. So what exactly is the purpose of you
raving about Sarah's looks? Why do you do that? What
do you think is the impact of doing that? Like

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this is not hard to figure out, bro, you're the jerk.
Exactly what's the purpose of that? Does she not know
she's attractive? Do you need to tell her? You're the jerk?
I hope your fiance gets away from being someone's second choice.
Nice and compatible but not awesome. You're the jerk. No
wonder your fiance feels down in the dumps about herself.

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Did you fawn all over her like you did your friend?
Did you tell her she looked beautiful? Anything? It's also
interesting you didn't notice she was upset to the point
of crying until someone else had to clue you in.
You were too busy obsessing over another woman. You're the jerk.
You don't even realize that you're attracted to your best
friend and making your fiance self esteem plummet. The only

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reason you should shower someone with compliments as if they
are the center of attention and you're focused on them.
Like weddings where you compliment the bride and groom, you
don't spend hours in front of the bride complimenting the
maid of honor. My theory is that you think your
friend is out of your league and you are settling
your fiance deserves better. The fact the only reason you
and Sarah aren't compatible is her lifestyle proves it. He ever,

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once said I don't feel attracted to her. You said
she's too high maintenance, basically also reading the outfish she chows.
Sarah is also a massive jerk. She wanted to upstage
the bride and groom. Who does that? Don't want to
fix the elevator? Meet the stinky card. While I was
earning my bachelor's in chemistry, I worked for the university's
hazmat department. My job involved inspecting labs, disposing of old chemicals,

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occasionally giving people the you've got to be kidding me stare,
and plenty of other fun activities so our esteemed researchers
can figure out science in a safe environment. Quick description
of the campus. One building was a more recent construction.
It has two wings and was shaped like the vaguely
s shaped Tetris block No One Loves. The East wing
was full of laboratories, three full stories and basement of

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labs cancer research, Alzheimer's research, deadly banana fungus research. The
place housed a most prestigious staff of brilliant minds trying
to solve the world's problems. The West wing housed the
administrative offices of the university, accountants, book keepers, and assorted
bean counters, hr and desk jockeys all the way up
to the Dean people, who, unlike their Eastern counterparts, seem

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to be the cause of many baffling questions like why
are our emergency expenditures still not approved? Why is there
a problem with my paceloop again? And why is there
so much red tape. That building was connected to the
rest of the campus via underground tunnels accessed via the basement,
and had one elevator per wing. Now, the thing is
that the loading dock is in another building, so when

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the labs receive their orders of chemicals, they grab their
cart and scoop down the tunnel to the arrivals load
up their cart and carry it back to the lab
to be safely restored on penalty of getting the are
you kidding me stare or along lecture by my boss.
Important point the rules prohibit using the stairs with hasmat
elevator only. It's safer this way. So one day the

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Science Wings elevator breaks down. I send a request to
have it fixed. At least four lab employees also send it.
We receive the response that we all should use the
administrative elevator. I reply that since one of the labs
is on a sort of half floor, the only way
to reach it is the Science Wing elevator or a
flight of stairs, highlighted the risk of falling while carrying

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heavy boxes of chemicals in the stairs, or how there
was no way to safely carry heavy gas cylinders up
those stairs. They were having none of that. Use the
administrative Wing elevator. They will call to have the elevator fixed,
but it is considered low priority. I showed the reply
to my boss. He was the type of guy for
who workplace safety is no laughing matter, and I was

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expecting him to reply with a strongly worded email and
about four to five paragraphs from various workplace safety lost text. Instead,
he had a strange smile. Oh, don't worry, Rum, It'll
soon be a priority to them. Two days later, my
boss comes in, Rum, don't forget. The biohazard truck comes tomorrow.
You should collect the wastes from the labs. Oh boy,

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biohazard Day the day where I get to leave my office.
VI is it every lab in the university, jokingly saying
bring out you're dead. As I enter and have a
chat with teachers, classmates and various lab aids. I put
on my lab code and protective goggles. And don't forget,
the elevator in the science wing is broken. You have
to go through the administrative wing. Oh, now I get it.

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See when the pencil pushers decided that fixing the elevator
wasn't a priority, they didn't realize that I would be
walking around with a cart filled with containers bearing a
bright yellow biohazard logo and returning with them full of
old petri dishes full of culture medium. And any biochemists
are microbiologists worth their lab code will tell you. Culture
medium stinks. It smells like regurgitated baby food left out

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in the sun. So here I am walking in front
of all those nice offices and meeting rooms, the clack
clack clack of my cart full of biohazard announcing my arrival,
and the smell of death following me. Yes, I made
sure that all bags were properly sealed, But it's one
of those powerful smells that just doesn't care about that.
The nice lobby outside the elevator where people wait to

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meet the dean. Hello, Sorry about the smell. The meeting
room with the open door, Sorry about the noise. Can
I get an update on that elevator. People walking down
the hall in their office suits. Wow, they sure do
seem a bit nervous seeing a guy in a lab
coat driving around containers with the biohazard symbol on them.
Should I tell them it's harmless unless you're severely immune compromised. Nah? Oh,

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and my cart has only room for three of those containers,
plus the new ones I leave to replace the full ones.
Biohazard day is about two to four trips per floor.
After the second of such biohazard day, we got a
message stating that the elevator will be fixed over the weekend. Hey,
I need you to do something for me. Please make
sure you subscribe to the channel. Just do it, Just

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do it. Do it.