People Are Sharing Their Most Heartwarming Encounters and It's Restoring Our Faith in Humanity

People Are Sharing Their Most Heartwarming Encounters and It's Restoring Our Faith in Humanity

The world is a strange, strange place. Things feel especially out of wack these days — so much so that it can be hard to stop to appreciate beauty in small details or the kindness of strangers.

After all, we arrived on this planet alone and we’re bound to leave it the same way. But sometimes it’s important to take a second away from our personal struggles and self-absorption to remember that we don’t live here alone — our actions affect people around us, and we are also bound to discover some joy at the hands of strangers if we can open our eyes to the world.

A recent reddit thread covered exactly these encounters. Someone asked the community to tell stories of the most memorable moments they shared with a stranger they never saw again. 

Reach for a Kleenex — these posts show the huge difference a small gesture can make.

1. Who doesn’t love a bear hug?

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I’ve shared this on reddit before. The day I found out my grandmother had a stroke and would never walk or talk again, I was away at college. I finally broke down in a bathroom. A girl came in and asked if I needed a hug. I was crying so hard that I really didn’t get a look at her face. I cried on her shoulder for about 10 minutes and then had to pull myself together and leave for class. I never explained myself and she never asked. I never recognized or spoke to her again. I wonder if she sometimes saw me on campus and wondered what was up and if I was okay.

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2. Or to be comforted when you’ve been trapped after a devastating earthquake?

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When I was 14, I was trapped in the rubble of an earthquake. I spent six hours crawling towards a man whose face I never had the opportunity to see… He was a citizen who didn’t leave his name with anyone and never came forward, after the fact. It has always bothered me that I will likely never find out who he was or tell him how much comfort his voice gave me during those horrible hours. When I saw pictures of the space I ended up in, much later, I couldn’t (and can’t) understand how he was able to stand where he stood for six hours without injuring himself or suffering some sort of emotional trauma himself. He’s my hero.

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3. Driving long distances can be boring, unless someone like this has your back.

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I had about a two-hour drive from Columbus to the Cleveland area. I tend to drive on the faster side, and therefore pass a lot of people. I noticed about 20 minutes into the drive that the car behind me was still the same one that got onto the highway right behind me. We ended up driving the entire two hours right next to each other or in front of/behind each other. We created space in lanes to help the other pass the slower cars and made sure the other wouldn’t fall behind. As I was getting off the highway, he honked his horn, gave me a big smile, and waved. It has been my favorite driving experience so far.

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4. Good things come to those who give back.

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When I was studying abroad in Lithuania I volunteered at a soup kitchen and every now and again there would be an older lady helping out who dropped off supplies. We would smile at each other and say hello even through the language barrier.

Well one night I went to Easter mass in the town I was volunteering in and it was warmer during the day so I didn’t think about bringing a heavier jacket once it got dark, not to mention the church was this old massive building. So I’m sitting through mass and I’m getting colder and start shivering pretty noticeably, when all of a sudden I feel someone drape a scarf over my shoulders. I turn around and it’s the lady who would drop off supplies at the soup kitchen! Once mass was over, I tried to return the scarf but she refused to take it back. I did my best to extend my gratitude through the language barrier but I’m sure she knew.

It was the most beautiful and kindest thing that has ever happened to me. The was the last time I saw her and I will never forget her kindness towards me. It still tears me up thinking about it.

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5. A shaky start brought these strangers together on a train.

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I was on an eastbound train from Colorado two days before Christmas. There was some kind of incident in another car around 11:00 that night — a dude got wasted and started threatening other passengers — and we had to make a stop so that the local police could come and collect him.

After the delay, the conductor came over the speakers and announced that if anyone was feeling upset or shaken by the incident, one of the passengers had offered to play his guitar in the snack car and anyone who was awake was welcome to come down and join in for a singalong. I’m always down for weird train activities, so I decided to grab my harmonica from my bag and head down.

There were about fifteen of us in the car, ranging in age from 16 to mid-70s and from all over the country. We sang every song we could think of that even kind of referenced a train — we were somewhere in rural Nebraska at that point and nobody had cell service to look up lyrics, so at times I was pretty sure that we were making up more of the words than we actually remembered. The conductor came through after a while and offered to play a few songs, so the guy with the guitar handed it off and pulled out a mandolin, and my harmonica got passed around the group while one guy drummed along on his backpack.

After a while, the conductor got up and left, then came back with a copy of The Polar Express. He read it out loud to our absolutely captivated group of mostly adult travelers while the snow flew all around us in the night, and I swear that for a few minutes our trip felt every bit as magical as the visit to Santa Claus in the story.

Sometime well after the snack car was supposed to have been vacated for the night, we capped things off with the most ridiculously earnest rendition of “Don’t Stop Believing” that has ever been performed and went our separate ways. I never saw anyone from our little makeshift band again, but I’ll always remember that weird, wonderful late-night celebration of Journey and the magic of winter travel that came about because some guy was a jacka– on a train.

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6. There are times when only a stranger can bring you out of your funk.

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On a night out, I was feeling pretty rough so I was sat down on some steps eating a box of hot chips.

This group of girls walked past, one of them in a yellow with black polka dot dress and a flower halo broke off and sat next to me. She had a thick Irish accent.

“What’s yer name?”

“Jolly. You?”

“Anette. Ask me where I live.”

“….all right, where do you live?”

She grabbed one of my chips, put it in her mouth and said “in the f–king moment,” kissed my forehead and ran off to join her group again.

Still think about her.

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7. You never know what a stranger is coping with, but it can’t hurt to offer a hand.

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The day my dad died I was holding it together pretty well. Late that night I went to Target to have a moment to just zone out, and buy a few groceries.

As I got to the [checkout counter] with my arm full of stuff I dropped a container of sour cream and it exploded everywhere. I completely lost control of myself and started to cry. The ugly cry. I was instantly surrounded by a group of women who just took charge of the whole situation. They helped me get everything paid for, cleaned up, and one lady even got a new sour cream.

No words were spoken, but their compassion and take charge attitude has stayed with me since.

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8. This tender passenger helped everyone onboard.

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I was on a flight once and my seat was right next to a woman with a screaming baby. I love babies so I offered to hold her for the woman, who was clearly frazzled and had her arms full trying to get settled. She handed the baby over and I calmed her down and held her for most of the flight. At one point the mother went to the bathroom and the flight attendant came over and offered me another seat so I wouldn’t be bothered by the baby. I declined and played with the baby the whole flight. I loved it. It was a win-win-win. The mom got a few minutes to herself, I got to play with a baby, and the rest of the passengers didn’t have to listen to a screaming baby anymore.

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9. If you look around, you might just find a kindred spirit.

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 I was playing on my Nintendo DS in the subway when I caught a random connection. I looked up to see if I could spot the other person with a DS, and wound up locking eyes with this incredibly intense little boy who was seated a few benches away from me.

“DO YOU HAVE POKEMON,” he asked, and as it turned out, I did in fact have Pokemon. With that, our fate was sealed. There’s this thing in the Pokemon games where, if you meet the gaze of another trainer on your journey, then you must battle. I had just experienced this in real life.

He destroyed me. All level 100s. Felt like I was an extra in the damn anime doing battle with the protagonist.

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10. Or someone to share in your toilet woes.

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This was about two years ago, when I was in university. I was having some gas pains, so I went to use the bathroom. I was the only one in there, but someone came in shortly after, so I decided to wait until she was done. She apparently was in the same situation as me, so we were both just sitting in silence waiting for the other to leave, occasionally letting out tiny toots.

Finally, she says, “Can we both just fart?” I laugh and say “Yes please!” And for about a minute after, both of us are simultaneously laughing and farting. Laughing because we’re farting, and farting because we’re laughing.

We finished at about the same time and said “hello” as we washed our hands. I never saw her again. I still giggle every time I think of it.

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11. If you’re paying attention, you might just meet an oracle.

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NYC bar: I was on a first date and there was an old guy at the bar — looked like an old fisherman from a novel — and he was convinced my date and I were already married. He went on and on about it. We said we weren’t married and he told us we were meant to be together and would be married a long time. He talked with us for a good 15 minutes about this.

My date and I did get married about a year later and have been together almost 25 years now.

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12. Or someone who literally saves your life.

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I’ll share the Cliffnotes version since it sounds so unreal. Years ago, I walked to a bridge with the intention of killing myself by jumping off. Met a guy there who wouldn’t stop hovering around me, eventually he approaches me and tells me that “I have bad spirits around me,” and that I should keep my head up and not give in to them. He then asks if he can smudge me.

I didn’t know what that [meant] but agreed anyway. He pulls out sage, a lighter and a shell from his backpack, and proceeds to bless me right there. As soon as he finishes, a bunch of birds (seagulls, crows and pigeons) all come flying over and fly in circles above us. He said that they were telling me my life was about to turn around and then he said goodbye and left.

My life did change that day, big time. And when my mind occasionally creeps back to dark places, I think of him and it pulls me back.

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13. Look around you. Someone out there will be kind enough to return even your most prized possession.

I was about 10 years old and I had a pair of HEELYS and they were the coolest f–king thing on the earth. I would roll all over on those things and thought I was hot sh-t.

We were in China, spending a few weeks in Beijing. I was rolling around in Tiananmen Square, hit a crack and lost one of the wheels. I looked around for about an hour, but to no avail. I was probably visibly bummed, as my Heelys, the things that made me hot sh-t, were now ineffective and basically ruined. The next morning, I was walking through the square on the way to meet my friends, and an older gentleman ran up to me and stopped me — he had found my wheel. He said that he had seen me rolling around and saw me looking for the wheel after I fell. He saw that I gave up, and stuck around for another hour to keep looking after I left. He came there the next morning with no expectation that I’d pass through, but wanted to be there just in case. I’m not sure who was happier, me that I got my wheel back or him because he didn’t think he’d see me in literally the world’s busiest square. I said thank you and…that was about it. We both had places to be and that was that.

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Never underestimate the generosity of strangers! And be sure to pay it forward from time to time, too.

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Someone Asked the Internet to Share Their Craziest IRL Plot Twists and the Results Did Not Disappoint

Someone Asked the Internet to Share Their Craziest IRL Plot Twists and the Results Did Not Disappoint

When I moved across the country a couple of months ago, I was trying to find a short-term place to stay while I looked around for an apartment to make my home. I’ve gone through my share of shady sublets, and was so worried I wouldn’t land a spot that I started looking for one to book months in advance. On my first day of browsing, I came across a gorgeous and affordable one-bedroom in a really convenient location, but was super skeptical of the post because of how traumatized I am from my previous experiences. 

I’ve dealt with creeps who ask for a cash deposit then claim they’re in the hospital on the exact same day they’re supposed to meet me for the keys. I’ve had people cancel my reservation once I’ve already landed in their city… Needless to say, I’m a seasoned subletter. When I found this lovely one-bedroom on Craigslist, I was sure the listing was too good to be true. So I took a proactively defensive stance when I reached out via email. I asked for boring specifications on the apartment and went over payment details with exhaustive thoroughness. I even asked if a friend could stop by to make sure there were no secret squatter tenants, or anything sketchy like that. Then, I got an email back. 

TWIST: I recognized the address from the gushing fan mail I had sent it years ago. The apartment belonged to my favorite living writer and here I was, casually emailing with her directly. Flash forward a few months and we’re friendly and occasionally email each other or meet for coffee to catch up. And that’s how my nightmare sublet search turned into a friendship with one of the best and most famous writers of our time.

I live for real-life plot twists like this. They keep us on our toes while we cruise through this journey of life. Which is why when u/whytho37 asked Reddit to share their most insane plot twists, the results were incredible. 

Scroll down for twists so good, you wouldn’t believe they actually happened if you saw them in a film.

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The Altruistic Cheater

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My sister’s boyfriend decided that he wanted to do more with his architecture skills so he gave his two weeks notice and moved to Haiti to help rebuild after the earthquake. They stayed together. He had bad phone service so they mostly kept in touch through emails. He would send her long emails with photos and stories of what they were doing. This went on for a couple of months.

One off-handed tip from a co-worker and a week of sleuthing later, and it turns out he never went to Haiti. He moved to Seattle to be with his fiancée and partner of nine years.

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02

The Delusional Grandpa

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During the last year of my grandfather’s life he had dementia and was having trouble keeping track of reality. Before he was placed into hospice he kept complaining about a man that was in his house, he would say that he would come around at night and that he was taking his things and using his stuff. Grandma of course kept reassuring him that she was the only one there. His doctor increased his medications because he was losing touch with reality so badly.

Fast forward to my grandfather’s funeral and a man showed up that wasn’t known by more than a few people in the family. Turns out he was an old friend of my grandmother’s who showed up to give his support. In a small town like that it wasn’t exactly an unusual thing to have random people show up to the funeral home who knew the person at some point.

Well about a year later my grandmother lets slip that she is seeing someone, the guy from funeral. At this point nothing too odd, they got to talking at church and we thought it was sweet.

Then a bit later sweet innocent ol’ grandma mentions that it’s their 3rd anniversary.

Grandpa died two years prior. This man was the person that grandpa saw in his house every night. He was the reason that everyone thought grandpa was going crazy, he was the reason that my grandfather was medicated to the point of being a vegetable for the last horrible year of his life.

TL;DR Grandpa thought he saw someone in his house before he died, turns out it was grandma’s boyfriend.

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03

The Simultaneous Victim-Perp

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1991, I’m 19, just signed the lease for my first (solo) apartment, just got the first paycheck from my new job, I deposit the paycheck at an ATM (another first! I’d always gone into the bank to do it). Two weeks later, I get my bank statement in the mail, and see with horror I have only $ 1.87 in my account. Way wrong, I should have at least $ 200, I’d been very careful with my spending. I’m freaked, I came within $ 2 of bouncing my first rent check.

I’m literally reaching for the phone to call the bank when the phone rings. It’s the police, asking if my ATM card was stolen. I check my wallet and the card is missing (my job at a theater pub came with cash tips so I didn’t use the card often), and tell them I was going to call them anyway because I was missing $ 200 from my account. “Well, we’ve got your card, and your $ 200, so come down to the police station,” they tell me.

I can’t figure out how they have my card AND the cash. Doesn’t make sense. I drive down there.

Detective says someone (let’s call him Bob) pulled in to use an ATM and saw a man acting suspiciously while he was using it, moving back and forth as if trying to dodge the camera. Bob says the man then left the ATM, got into a car, and drove away at high speeds as if fleeing. Bob then went to the ATM and put his card in, which popped out. Bob then withdrew $ 200, and then another ATM card popped out. My card. Bob’s card had popped out because the crook had left my card in the ATM before speeding away. Bob realized he had withdrawn the money from my account and not his, so he brought my card and the cash to the police and reported the attempted theft.

The detective gives me the description of the crook. According to Bob, it was a man 5’7″, brown hair, round gold-rimmed glasses. I say out loud “So, about my height, my color hair, and glasses like mine,” before realizing Bob was describing me.

I’d never deposited a check in an ATM before, so I was moving back and forth, following the instructions on the screen, filling out the envelope with my account number, punching the amount in, etc. I then forgot to take my card out and just left because I’m a fucking idiot. I drove away at high speeds because I was 19 and that’s how I drove everywhere.

Worried the detective might be annoyed, I didn’t tell him I was the crook, I just thanked him and left with the money I stole from myself. Somewhere in a box in my closet I still have the police report where I’m both the victim and the perp.

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04

These Mile-High Flirts

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 Was on a flight from Paris to Boston. I had the aisle seat across from a little hall of bathrooms in the middle of the plane. At one point a man from a few rows up goes into a bathroom and after a couple of minutes comes out and is just standing in the aisle so it gets my attention. He keeps going in and coming back out looking up towards where he is sitting. I see a woman who is sitting next to his empty seat shake her head at him but he doesn’t give up. Finally after like 5 times of coming in and out he finally gets the woman to come back there. The lights are out and most of the plane is sleeping and once she comes back to him they start making out in the bathroom hallway before he goes into one and pulls her in with him.

They are in there for quite awhile and then he comes out and goes back to his seat and a few minutes later she comes out and does the same. They are really flirty in their seats and about an hour later repeat it. The man goes in and then she joins him. They end up doing this three times throughout the flight. My husband who is sitting next to me has caught on to what they are doing as well and we made a joke about how they must be newlyweds on their honeymoon.

We get off the plane and the woman is standing at the gate waiting and the man is nowhere in sight. As the people from the back of the plane get off a completely different man goes up to her and gives her a kiss on the lips and asks her if she was able to get any sleep on the flight and calls her dear. Then they walk off towards the luggage area with their arms around each other. So apparently what we thought was an adventurous newlywed couple was actually a woman hooking up with her seat mate while her husband was sitting in the back of the plane.

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05

The Aesthetician With Commendable Self-Control

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My esthetician was giving a Brazilian wax to a new client. New client goes on and on about this new guy she is dating, and how he’s a bartender at XYZ. Estheticians boyfriend was the bartender.

Always fun to find out you are knee deep waxing the p–sy of the woman you are being cheated on with.

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06

The Guy Who Just Wanted a Passport

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I used to work with a guy in his early 20s that at the time of the story was getting ready to go with his family for his first out of the country. He was pretty damn excited and we were getting the play-by-play of all the things —  where they were staying, what they were going to do, he was preparing…

Specifically he would need to get a passport, but his birth certificate had been lost. When the replacement one arrived, ‘mom’s’ name isn’t the woman he’s called mom his whole life, it’s his ‘sister.’ Turns out his ‘sister’ had him super young, and his grandparents basically took him on and raised them as their son and no one ever told him the truth. So Sister was actually Mom and Mom and Dad was actually Grandpa and Grandma. Real dad is unknown.

He took a few days off work to sort himself out, still went on the trip, still apparently had a blast.

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07

The Girl Whose High School Memories Came Back to Haunt Her

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 When I was a senior in high school, there was freshman girl that “Single White Femaled” me. She would follow me around and tell me how cool and funny I was. She asked what hair product I used, what body spray, where I bought my clothes, etc.

I was not funny or cool, and honestly it was flattering at first. She styled her hair like mine but it was high school in the 90’s and we all pretty much did our hair the same. Then she started dressing like me. Then she got involved in all the activities I was in. Then she started telling people we were cousins. She found my home number in he phone book (again, the 90’s) and would call me all the freaking time. It was weird. I just went out of my way to avoid her.

After my graduation ceremony, she found me on the field and hugged me. She was sobbing — big ugly snotty sobs — telling me how she was going to miss me and school wouldn’t be the same without me there. I peaced out and then completely forgot about her.

Flash forward nine years and I’m just beginning to date the man that is now my husband. We’re going through old pictures and I see this girl from high school. And I’m like, “Hey! I know this girl! She was this weird chick that stalked me in high school! Why do you have a picture of her?”

It was his ex-wife.

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08

This Mixed Canberra Connection and Subsequent Meta-Twist

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I graduated law, and got engaged to the girl I had been with through university. We both applied for the same graduate program and ended up working in the same office in Canberra.

Three months before our wedding I found out she was cheating on me with our mutual boss, and I broke it off with her. Long story short, it got really, really ugly and the two of us ended up in a very bitter court case over property.

Canberra is a pretty small city and the legal world is pretty bloody small there, too, and everywhere I went I bumped into my ex. It was beginning to seriously get me down (her too, as it transpired), and I applied for an Australian government overseas development job in Tuvalu, a Pacific island with about 11,000 population. It’s quite a prestigious job to get, with only two positions offered for a two year contract on a rotating basis.

I was successful in the application and moved on-island to start my posting. To discover that my ex was the other successful applicant.

I spent the next two years sharing a tiny office on a tiny island with the person that I quite honestly loathe more than any other in the world.

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And if that wasn’t crazy enough, twobynight wrote this in the comments:

You left in 2006. I was one of the guys who replaced you on this program.

You story was told to me at the bar at the Funafuti about 100 times in the first month I was there.

I cannot believe that I am now seeing this on Reddit.

Holy f**king sh*t.

Which larriedbutmooking responded to with

Yep, that was me. I hid out in the Funfuti Lagoon Hotel about 5 nights a week 😀

Small world!

Before withoutthes cracked the joke that was on everyone’s mind:

One of the smallest plot twists is seeing Canberra mentioned anywhere other than r/Canberra.

09

The Elderly Woman Who Got Her Cosmic Revenge

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 An 85-year-old woman, the widow of a hero soldier in WWII, neglected by her friends and her children, having to sell her house that she could not afford and move to a much smaller one, but always helping people and looking after others, unfailingly polite and kind…

…Suddenly announced to the sensation of the the entire village in Scotland where she lived, that the new tenant of the castle on the fringes of which was her small cottage, had asked her to marry him. He too was an elderly man but he was — and indeed is — a brilliant geneticist (the man who cloned ‘Dolly the Sheep’), he’s a knight, a professor at Edinburgh University and a multi-millionaire many times over because of all his patents.

They were married last year. And all her rich, grand friends who neglected her and only invited her round to their nice manor houses because she would pour tea and act like a maid, must now defer to… Lady Wilmut.

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10

The Love-Struck Starbucks Barista

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I was a Starbucks barista before the whole “names on cups” thing was big —  or at least, it wasn’t really practiced in my tiny store.

There was this very cute guy who came in maybe 4-6x a week. A little often, but nothing out of the ordinary. I flirted like mad. He flirted back. It was all great. Then he comes in with his fiancée. I was betrayed and treated him coldly from then on.

A month later, two of him come in together and I find out that he–uh, they–are twins and I’d shot down any chance I had with the single one.

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11

The Busy Grandfather

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My grandfather’s funeral. He was always a fairly reserved and distant father as far as I understood. Would fit the stereotype of a northern dockworker who comes home expecting dinner to be in the table and then goes to the pub all evening via the bookies.

Anyway, an unsurprising heart attack later, we’re all gathered for his funeral. We’re a big, but close family so we know everyone, including his friends. However, one guy turns up, about the same age as my dad and his siblings who nobody knows.

Long story short, turns out it was my grandfather’s son. From another family. From another marriage. That went on for as long as his marriage to my grandmother. My grandfather had maintained two marriages over 40 years, having 7 children with my grandmother and just the one with this other woman. They knew about our family and kept away and apparently my grandmother knew about them but kept quiet.

Turns out he wasn’t going to the pub every night.

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12

The Motorbike Rebel

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A friend of mine, apparently he was sneaking out for a trip outside the city with his friends since his parents didn’t let him go. They were on motorbikes, already on their way outside of the city suddenly he got into an accident with another bike. It was his dad he crashed into.

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13

The Couple That's Too Good to Be True

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When I was in college, I worked with a really young guy in two-person office for 40+ hours a week for just under two years. I was pretty close to 30 at the time and I think he had just barely turned 20, so he sort of saw me as a mentor. Needless to say, we talked about a ton of things and became pretty good friends.

Anyway, a few months into knowing the guy, he got a new girlfriend. I heard about every date, their first kiss, their first fight, their first trip, their first time in bed. Pretty soon, the kid found himself in love. I had been married and divorced, so I shared many of the things I learned during my marriage (and life in general) so that this kid could make better decisions that I had made.

My girlfriend and I double-dated with him and his girlfriend a quite few times and despite being mistaken for parents more than once, both of us thought they made a wonderful couple. Since something had come up last-minute and prevented him from taking her home during Thanksgiving, he was super excited to take her home to meet his folks over Christmas break. Much of his extended family was going to be there.

Within a few days, it all unraveled. He told her about family members that were going to be attending and she started recognizing people. They drew out family trees on paper and learned that they are first cousins — by blood, not by marriage. As neither were from Alabama, they ended their relationship. He had been saving up for an engagement ring.

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14

The Diabolical Pregnancy

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The one guy I worked with was having a baby. He told me about his gf, “yeah she’s pretty big but she’s amazing, she’s the one for me.” I didn’t know him very well but as he talked about the pregnancy and so forth and I gave him encouraging words and how his life was going to change so much we bonded a bit. His baby was going to be born right before Christmas, he missed our work xmas party because his baby was being born! We expect him to be gone for paternity leave, but he shows up a few days later. I feared the worst, that the baby had died.

It turned out his girlfriend was lying about being pregnant to spend more time with him. I didn’t think much of it at the time, but the fact that he brought up she was fat for no reason must have meant she was so fat you couldn’t tell whether she was pregnant or not. She showed him someone else’s ultrasounds, they talked about what they would name their baby, how they’d handle taking care of it, all that shit.

I don’t know what she thought was gonna happen when nine months passed and no baby. I guess it’s good she came clean though, a more diabolical person would have faked a miscarriage or something. But that was seriously messed up. Shortly after the dude left so I don’t really know how he handled it.

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15

The Tale of Two Doppelgängers

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Met a guy online, he was cool, found out he lived less than two hours from where I live.

We meet up. First time seeing each other’s actual faces.

f**king doppelgangers.

Turns out his father is my bio father’s older brother. Both our bio dads bailed before we were born. We both were sexually abused as kids by teachers (him at 15, me at 13). Both us have soy allergies and Lysinuric Protein Intolerance (it’s genetic).

and both us joined the army and failed out during BCT due to undiagnosed mental health issues.

Our lives had run parallel to each other. He’s only a year older than me.

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16

The Womanizer's Karma

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My friend in college was such a jock. Worked out constantly, total womanizer, had posters of women in swimsuits. Also pretty conservative politically. Few years later he’s in a relationship with a black guy and also converted to Judaism. They adopted a baby girl from Korea.

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The College Mentor Turned Birth Father

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I was adopted from South America to the US when I was a toddler and have no memory of my birth parents. I had an older friend/mentor I met in college. I knew him as Mike. When I learned that my birth mother passed away I got a few of her belongings including some pictures. Who was in these pictures? Mike. 

He was my birth father.

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The Thief Who Hasn't Done His Research

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I had my four wheeler stolen years ago, and the thief tried to sell it to my father, because he didn’t know we were related. 😂

Edit: He didn’t even bother to remove my Deadpool decals 😂

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This Family Misunderstanding

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 I never tried to have a girlfriend because I was certain that my father would be mad and ground me for years, if not something worse. He secretly worried why I “never had any luck” with girls. I avoided and rejected them because I was afraid of him.

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The Family Run-In

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Was out with a friend of mine, who ran into her dad….and his OTHER family.

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The Abusive Husband With a Good Excuse for his Behavior

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I knew a woman who was going through divorce proceedings with her husband. He was always argumentative and borderline abusive towards her, certainly always shouting and demeaning.

Then, just as the divorce was entering it’s final stages he very suddenly died.

His autopsy showed that he had a massive undiagnosed brain tumour, which had been physically altering his personality. His wife felt all kinds of guilty afterwards and took it out on everyone she talked to and lost a lot of friends in the process.

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The Painful Crush

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One of my good friends in high school started hanging out with this guy from the other public high school in our city & before long they were basically joined at the hip. She had a HUGE crush on him and was pretty sure he liked her too, but she’d never had a boyfriend before & was too shy to make the first move. One night they were hanging out and he told her he had something huge to confess… he was gay.

They remained close friends. Then a few months later at a party, the guy introduced all of us to his younger (by one year) brother. The dude and his brother looked similar, had similar personalities, and the exact same sense of humor. Fast forward 20 years, and my friend is happily married to the brother, her best friend is her brother-in-law, and he and his husband are godfathers to her kids.

Sometimes the painful crush on the gay dude pays off.

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The Airport Mixup

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Pop-Tarts Went Off On Someone Who Dared Mess With Their Creation

You think you know someone, and then you follow them on social media. Most of us probably think of Pop-Tarts as a wholesome family company, cranking out sweet, portable pockets of delicious baked goodness. That’s true, but in addition to all that, they’re also sick of our ridiculousness.

A Twitter user named @KieranCollins35 decide to @ Pop-Tarts with their kitchen experimentations involving one of their tasty tarts and a container of Old Bay seasoning. If you’ve never heard of it, it’s mostly used for flavoring seafood. Picture Pop-Tarts and crab juice together, and you’ll get a sense of this monstrosity:

That is offensive.

It’s unclear if the tweeter was trying to get a rise out of Pop-Tarts or if they genuinely think this is a good idea, but they definitely got their response. The social media manager for Pop Tarts has had a day, and they’re not taking anymore of this:

They responded:

“I’m not sure why people need to take the time out of their ‘busy’ (jk) lives to ruin a Pop-Tart and try to get some attention but congratulations this is the most famous you’ll ever be.”

Wow, you better put some Old Bay on that burn and consider yourself seasoned, @KieranCollins35!

This has apparently been building to a head for some time, as Pop Tarts has been combatting internet debate about what, exactly, a Pop-Tart is. They’ll sure tell you what it is not:

And they’re sick of everyone’s “innovative” Pop-Tart concepts:

Pop-Tarts have some specific ideas about what makes it tasty, and it will tell you when you crossed the line.

But some think coming for Old Bay is crossing a different line:

Their angry tone is likely part of Pop-Tarts social media strategy, not just some deranged tweeter, and it certainly engages consumers. At least the ones who want to get dragged to hell:

But be careful, because this may turn into a brand war:

Eat Pop-Tarts in whatever disgusting way you want, but if you’d like an actual recommendation from the makers of this pastry (?), here it is:

I love a sweet Pop-Tart, but I love it even more when it gets salty.

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People Are Sharing Their Worst Summer Vacation Fails And Some Are Plain Horrifying

People Are Sharing Their Worst Summer Vacation Fails And Some Are Plain Horrifying

When you’re a kid, summer is everything. School’s out. The weather’s warm. All you want to do is get up as early as possible and spend all day outside sweating up a storm, chilling by the pool, and eating all sorts of sugary, iced treats.

When you’re an adult, summer is slightly less “fun” because you don’t have your folks taking care of everything for you. You have to plan the summer vacation while still going to work and staying on top of your kids to make sure they’re not destroying the house while you’re away.

But that doesn’t mean you can’t have a little fun, which is why you planned for a family getaway out of town so you can enjoy a new city, some new sites, new food and hopefully new and happy experiences.

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Like all good things in life, however, your summer vacation will ultimately be tested. Things will come and try to ruin your fun and it’s up to you to react to them accordingly and do whatever is possible to make sure that you and your family and friends end up having an amazing time.

Even if you manage to get a see-through bathroom.

Or if you get arrested for accidentally sleeping in a room that doesn’t belong to you.

Because we’re constantly thinking about what to do next and are juggling so many different requests in our heads simultaneously during a vacation, it’s easy to let a few things go unnoticed.

Flying can get a big expensive, so packing into a huge old station wagon that’s prone to overheating is an American family tradition.

This next story is why you should always bring a spare…of anything that’s vital.

And maybe check your surroundings before you relieve yourself.

One wisecrack could definitely ruin the whole family trip, so choose your words wisely.

Just another reason why I hate camping.

This woman’s thread is another compelling argument against camping.

Make sure you always secure your camper.

Maybe don’t mistake Disney characters as pinatas.

If you’re afraid of flying or can’t afford a fancy trip to Europe, just go there on a stick.

Nothing like a broken face to ruin a perfectly nice vacation.

Trash bags are not a good substitute for luggage.

Hurtling down sand dunes is never fun.

Old school camera problems.

Contrary to what you thought as a little kid, scary things were happening outside the closet, not inside.

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Band Sparks Debate On Gender Pay Gap In Music Industry After Firing Their Manager

Band Sparks Debate On Gender Pay Gap In Music Industry After Firing Their Manager

A recent law in the UK stipulates that companies with more than 250 employees are required to reveal gender and wage gap data between all of its workers, and there have been some troubling findings as a result. It confirms the wage gap still exists, despite some companies faring better than others. (Sony Music UK, for example, shared a less than 5% wage gap).

Transparency is the first step in identifying which industries need to address the gaps in pay between genders, which is why many industries with murky and hush-hush compensation policies are so difficult to handle. Like music festivals.

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This inevitably leads to “unknown” bands being paid less than headlining acts, and at some festivals, nothing at all, for the chance to share a stage with a band that has a huge following. Which is a problematic payment structure to say the least, and could deter many burgeoning new acts who often lose money for a chance to pursue their art. Combine that with the staggering gender-wage gap issues in the music industry, and for artists in general, and it’s not difficult to imagine new, female musical acts losing out on a lot of potential earnings.

The payment structure of music festivals and the wage gender gap became a hotly contested issue on social media when HAIM revealed they fired their booking manager after learning they received 1/10th the amount of a male act at the same festival.

In an interview with Italian magazine, Grazia, Danielle Haim, one of the three sisters who makes up the quartet revealed a familiar struggle that many up-and-coming musicians face when playing festivals with well-known headlining acts:

“We had been told that our fee was very low because you played at the festival in the hope you’d get played on the radio.”

“We didn’t think twice about it, but we later found out that someone was getting paid 10 times more than us. And because of that we fired our agent.”

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Festivals typically compensate bands with larger followings and a record of consistently high-volume ticket sales more money – even if the acts haven’t put out new music in a while.

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The Smashing Pumpkins were set to receive $ 1.27 million for four shows played at the 2015 Soundwave Festival in Melbourne, Brisbane, Sydney, and Adelaide. Soundgarden was slated to make $ 2.1 million, Slipknot, $ 1.65 million and Faith No More: $ 750,000.

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This study analyzed 600 chart-topping hits from 2012-2017. 22% of the songs were performed by female artists, 12% of them were written by women and a dismal 2% were produced by women. The music business beast, from all accounts, is heavily dominated by men.

When it came to the comments regarding HAIM’s festival fees, many of the comments centered on whether or not the band should’ve expected to be paid as much as Muse.

Some claimed that HAIM firing their agent without revealing the name of the band they were getting paid less than doesn’t mean they were earning less because they were female, but because the other band may have been considered a “bigger” draw.

Others are saying that HAIM firing their manager for being paid less at a festival isn’t a “gender issue at all” and more of a question on which band will bring in crowds.

Some argued that HAIM’s demand for fairer pay is less about the economics of music festivals, and more about equality for hard working artists.

HAIM, formed in 2007 was nominated for a “Best New Artist” distinction in 2015 and had two top ten billboard albums with “Days are Gone” and “Something to tell you” in 2013 and 2017 respectively. The band has sold some 330,000 albums worldwide (accounting for CD sales, digital downloads). As of this writing, HAIM accounts for 1,806,293 monthly listeners and their top 10 most popular tracks were played a collective 245,293,775 times.

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Muse, formed in 1994, has 4 Grammy nominations and 2 wins for Best Rock Album for their 2016 Drones and The Resistance. They’ve sold over 20 million records and have been featured in major studio film soundtracks, most notably the Twilight films. They currently account for 6,452,400 monthly listeners on Spotify and their top 10 tracks were streamed 812,750,854 times. They also are the first band to sell-out the newly renovated Wembley Stadium, which has a 90,000 seating capacity.

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HAIM will share the stage with Muse at the end of June at Rock in Rio festival.

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Students Fasting During Ramadan Are Already Dreading Their Exams

Growing up Muslim I started fasting at an early age because I thought it would make God answer my prayers more quickly.

“If I deprive myself of food and pray maybe I’ll finally get Wolverine’s healing factor!”

Decades of worship and food deprivation yet no superpowers later, turned the whole religion thing sour for me, but that doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten what it’s like to fast and the struggles a lot of my Muslim friends and community members endure during the holy month. Specifically, during exam time.

Swearing off food and water for a set amount of time always came easy to me (in fact I was a good Muslim boy and even fasted extra days during the year) but I knew tons of students who found it difficult to concentrate on studying for exams/tests during Ramadan because they needed the sweet energy provided by food to help their brain function properly.

And since we’re now in the holy month for Muslims, people are already stressing about how they’re going to get through studying for their exams while fulfilling their religious obligations.

If you grew up in a religious household, regardless of the religion, you may have found it difficult to reconcile your modern day existence with the expectations demanded by your faith. I know I’ve dined on my fair share of unhealthy guilt as a result of missing a prayer or not reading enough Quran or going to the Mosque enough.

And in my frame of mind right now, I could probably provide a million and one reasons why one shouldn’t fast if they have an exam.

I could say that, hey, look, first off, fasting doesn’t really accomplish much at the end of the day. If the goal is to “feel” how those who are less fortunate than you, then the entire charade of fasting is a bit of a farce the way that most people do it.

You wake up well before the sun breaks night so you can stuff yourself with food. Then you don’t drink or eat for hours, but you know the second the sun drops again, you’ll be able to engorge yourself on whatever you want. It’s not like poor people know that once the day is over, they’ve got Taco Bell, or whatever delicious food their family spent all day preparing for them. So it’s not like you really understand the plight of a poor person – you’re just getting tired and hungry for no reason.

But on a more practical note, if God does exist then he probably wants you to do the best you can in life, right? And if you know that not eating is going to mess you up so much that it’ll affect your ability to score well on an exam or be productive during the day, then you’re doing not only a disservice to yourself, but also to God.

An almighty creator of the universe doesn’t need you to deprive yourself of food as a sacrifice to him, it’s not like he gets anything out of it. So if it’s that big of a hindrance, then don’t do it. Simple.

Of course there are going to be people who want to shame you for your choice, but if you wanna get all religious about it, only God can judge someone, right? And it’s not like not fasting is illegal or anything, so drink your water, have your tuna salad, drink your espresso if you want – it’s OK, I don’t think you’re going to burn forever while standing on hot coals until your brains boil for valuing your future over feeling some sort of shame from a religious community.

But, on the other hand, there are some individuals who dealt with a lot more strenuous stuff than studying while fasting. Take ’90s NBA star Hakeem Olajuwon.

Because he was such a great player, his teammates didn’t mind re-arranging their practice times to better suit his schedule so he could perform optimally. Hakeem was willing to make it work, and there are a lot of Muslims who are worried about their exams who’ve come up with ways to do the same thing.

It just involves rearranging all of your priorities to make fasting work for you. So if you really want to do it, then I guess you can, or at least put an honest effort to.

This Twitter user seems to have it all figured out and a lot of my friends who had difficulty studying during Ramadan employed tricks just like this in order to get through it.

The one thing I can promise fasters is that praying for something has no proven effect on the outcome. So if not eating is having serious implications on your ability to study, asking God to hook you up simply won’t work.

I mean if it did, I’d already have Wolverine’s powers by now and I’d be preaching about how crazy you’d have to be to not be fasting.

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Everyone Wants This Guy As Their Teacher After Seeing His Weekend Assignment

Remember being a kid and having insane amounts of homework every weekend that you basically ignored until Sunday night, when you would completely meltdown? It’s called the learning process, and it’s great.

Just kidding! Homework is horrible, and I barely ever retained anything from it, personally. Apparently some teachers are pretty sick of the system, too. Journalist Jane Martin shared a letter sent home with her kid from All Saints’ School in London. In it, a teacher named Mr. Tucker gives very specific instructions for how to prepare for the SATs that she absolutely loved:

It was so important he included a checklist:

They’re well-balanced requirements that include both activity and sitting on the couch:

Candy and friendship:

General chillaxing:

And it has some flexibility, if you want to take an hour break to study:

Mr. Tucker signed off by saying it’s his job to worry about their upcoming test, and theirs to feel good. Wow. 

Mr. Tucker’s approach is in the minority:

And some people are pretty miffed that he would dare to try and make school a more positive experience for this generation:

But actually Mr. Tucker is not the only teacher who thinks stress doesn’t help when it comes to learning. Similar letters have been handed out at other schools:

It’s incredibly refreshing to see schools trying to prioritize letting kids be kids—as long as Mr. Tucker is okay.

He’s fine! Probably.

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Woman Wants Parents To Ask Their Babies For 'Consent' Before Changing Diapers

Woman Wants Parents To Ask Their Babies For 'Consent' Before Changing Diapers

I remember being five years old and hate, hate, hating having to hang my coat up in the closet. I screamed to my mother one day that if I ever had kids of my own, after the millionth time she bothered me about hanging my coat up, that I would never ever ask my kids to clean up after themselves because it was the absolute worst and in no way fun.

I eventually came around because mom and dad were the boss of me and although I still lazily throw my clothes on the floor, more often than not I get embarrassed enough to not want to live like a slob and put them where they belong.

But my own childhood words are biting me in the butt right about now because my son also loves causing a mess. His idea of “playing” with blocks is to dump them all over the floor, kick them around for no longer than six seconds, then resume stomping around my apartment, pretending to be a T-Rex.

My toddler is just a giant bag of enthusiasm and stubbornness and I’m constantly trying to work to reroute that stubbornness into non-garbage social behavior. Yes he cries, yes he throws tantrums, yes he wants to have chocolate and gummy bears (which he refers to as “purple snacks,” regardless of their color) before he’s had an actual meal, but I don’t relent.

Now I don’t claim to be an expert on parenting, and I guess we’ll have to wait a couple of decades to see how my toddler and new baby daughter eventually turn out. But I have to admit I scoffed to myself and shook my head after I saw this headline where sexual consent expert, Deanna Carson, said that parents should ‘ask’ their baby’s permission before changing their diaper.

There’s an obvious joke to be made about this and it’s that babies can’t really understand a gosh darn word you say or really signal whether they approve of something or not. If they did, my daughter would answer with a cooing, “I AM” every time I ask with sugar in my voice who the cutest baby is.

But after the hullabaloo of that ridiculous headline died down, Caron’s “real” point was made and on the surface, it seems like a totally reasonable one: to train children from a young age about the importance of consent.

Waiting for their response is supposed to instill a sense in the child that their response is an important one and is supposed to give them a greater autonomy over their bodies when they’re older.

Now there are a lot of people who think that sounds good. Heck, even I did for a second.

I don’t ask my son if he wants to go to the bathroom, I pick him up and take him to the toilet and try to make going number 1 or number 2 into a fun game. There are some days he would fight me tooth and nail begging to get off the toilet, kicking and screaming. Then, five minutes later, he pees his pants. Whenever I asked him, previously, if he had to pee, he’d say no, then come rushing to me minutes later saying, “pee pee, pee pee” with already wet underpants.

My 1-month-old infant cries hysterically when there’s poop in her diaper, signaling to me that something is wrong. I put her on her changing table and then start singing our family’s, “let’s change the stinky diapey” song, removing her stanky clothes and poo-soaked diaper. She hates that just as much and starts wailing. So if I asked her consent before removing her diaper and she disapproves of it and I do it anyway, aren’t I just teaching her that no matter what she says or does, her consent ultimately doesn’t matter, and with someone who loves her unequivocally? 

You can’t let most adults do whatever they want, let alone give children a “say” in what they want to do. My son will eat bananas, grape tomatoes, and Maria cookies all day if I asked him what he wanted to eat. He’d sit in front of an iPad for hours. Oftentimes, he doesn’t even know what he wants. For two weeks he begged me everyday to go to the zoo. The day I hyped him up to go, he was ecstatic, then, at the last minute, he said, “No ZOO!” and then threw himself on the floor like a big drama queen.

30 minutes later, when we were at the park walking around, and he saw the animals and other kids playing, he was an overjoyed little nugget. I mean I can’t count the number of times I did something as an adult that I thought I didn’t want to do that ended up being awesome.

So she might be coming from a totally good place, but it doesn’t mean that it’s not a completely idiotic idea. There are better ways to teach children about consent. And I can tell you that my toddler already has a strong sense of personal autonomy. Just watch him wriggle away from random kids at the park who want to hug him or push off of relatives who give overbearing smooches – he’s got autonomy to spare.

And I’d wager plenty of other kids do as well. What do you think?

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Guy Accidentally Finds Out Wife Named Their Son After Her First Love

Letting go of the past is tough, especially when it involves an event or person who affected you on a deeply emotional level.

And when your relationship with that person comes to an end and you’re feeling rejected, it can hurt a lot.

There’s a reason why the most popular songs are all about heartbreak. It’s because we all know the feeling. Heck, even if you never went through a particularly painful breakup, you can still imagine what it would be like, because the longing for a significant other is a feeling that’s so deeply ingrained in pretty much everyone.

Now I know this might comes as a shock, but believe it or not, some people start new relationships with people even when they’re not over another person.

In fact, they’ll keep going in a new relationship even when they’re secretly wishing they can be back with their ex! The nerve, right? As common as this reality of life is,  there are some people who take their obsession with their ex way too far. Like this woman who seemingly thought she would be slick and name the son she had with her new man after her first love.

The worst part? The guy had no idea and found out in probably the worst way possible.

Reddit user BillNyes-InnerThigh dished out how the unfortunate discover occurred in Reddit’s Relationship Advice subreddit asking fellow internet peeps for some advice on how to proceed with this shocking discovery.

But there are some things that make this particular discovery somehow even worse. Like the fact that his wife’s ex’s name is a really unique one.

So it’s not like something you can delude yourself into thinking it’s a common name and a total coincidence.

Shockingly enough, it’s a common occurrence for people who are still obsessed with their ex to name their kid after them. Like this dude’s brother-in-law.

And there was this woman’s mother who gave her daughter the effeminate version of her ex’s name and then named her son this dude’s middle name.

OP promised to update the good people of Reddit once he confronts his wife about the name.

There were some people who began coming up with worst case scenarios.

While others tried to find a way to humanize his wife in this situation.

Not like the fact that they died would make it OK, but it does, in a morbid way, make it not as bad.

However, OP doesn’t think that this is the case.

Others came up with a not-so-traumatizing way for the kid to change his name.

Although when he gets older and learns the truth, it might mess him up.

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People Have Been Finding Racist Notes In Their Diaper Boxes Bought At Target

Since Trump entered the White House, there has been a rise in hate crimes, particularly from white supremacist groups. According to the non-profit  Southern Poverty Law Center, the number of neo-Nazi groups has risen from 99  to 121, as just one example. The thing about the neo-Nazis and other racist organizations, is that they’re comprised of ordinary people with regular jobs. 

Buzzfeed Newsreports that people have been tweeting about finding laminated racist note cards inside their boxes of Pamper diapers around Virginia. The cars read “It’s okay to be white,” on one side in capital letters.

On the other side, the card features website information for white supremacist organizations like Blood and Soil. All the diaper boxes found with the message were reportedly purchased at Target:

The tweets have been coming since around mid-March, but it took awhile before Pampers and Target started responding.

Lots of people have chimed in to say they have found the cards; it’s not an isolated incident.

And they’re extremely disturbed.

Moms have been swapping stories about finding them offline as well.

And they’re trying to figure out where they’re coming from:

Popville spoke with an anonymous buyer who found one of the cards in an order. The person identified herself as a person of color, and says her child is biracial. She wrote in an message that she’d been frightened by the stories on the news about the rising violence in the U.S., but having it come into her home was another level of disturbing.

“The day I opened this and found it in the box, I started shaking. I was angry. I was disgusted. I was terrified. I have a small child in my house. She is half white. But to a Neo-Nazi that won’t count. they will hate her just the same. Friends asked me if I thought they targeted me because of my last name? They asked if my name or my husband’s name was on the label. Mine was. I don’t feel I was targeted.”

“I think someone put these in boxes at the warehouse hoping it would make its way into the right people’s hands. Calling the police or the FBI is ridiculous. Even though it is shitty, it’s protected speech. So they are allowed to do this. So what is the point of me sharing this? Making sure we all know it is happening everywhere and it can touch each and every one of us. No matter how benign it may seem to some of you. To a person of color and the white people that love them, it matters.”

It’s was also difficult to say if the person who did it worked at Target, though that’s where the cards were originating. An employee named Jenna told Buzzfeed that the box design made it accessible to anyone around.

“Based on the design of the diaper box, we also think that the laminated card must have been slipped in through the handles of the box, but we don’t have a way to identify where/when or who would have slipped it in there,” she explained. “Unfortunately this card wouldn’t be detected by our team member during the packing process, since we wouldn’t have opened the sealed diaper box to inspect the contents.”

However, an internal investigation did eventually identify the culprit, according to a new statement from Target spokesperson Joshua Thomas.

“After being made aware of the situation, we immediately launched a thorough investigation to address the concerns and put a stop to it,” said Thomas. “We have identified the source, and given this is a violation of our policies and our commitment to inclusivity, terminated the team member.”

They have not explained how they figured out who the employee was.

One of the people who found the cards, Tad Russell, says this is actually not the first time this almost exact scenario has played out in the area, in an interview with WRCB TV.

“It said ‘It’s okay to be white,’ and I looked on the back and it was just five or six websites that I recognized the language that was used from the Charlottsville incident late last year,” he said. 

Russell seems baffled by whoever this person is, and seems willing to set them straight if they want to talk.

“It’s really hard to understand why someone would hold these views that it’s okay to be one thing but not something else,” Russell said. “I really hope that they can know that there are good people out there that will care enough to talk with you.”

For some reason, it seems unlikely that someone who has been going to the trouble of laminating hate-greeting cards is open to reasonable discussion. But the offer is out there, if they get the message.

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