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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/francixoxo on 2025-06-04 18:04:48+00:00.


So I usually go for my daily runs around 5AM just as the sun rises and the world hasn’t fully booted up yet, since its peaceful and serene.

But today, I woke up way too early. Like, 3:30AM early. And instead of doing something normal like scrolling on my phone I decided to start running at 4AM as if going out that early has some bonus fitness points.

Terrible idea.

I live on the edge of the suburbs, about three blocks from the city. Usually, I cut through a few alleys during my run. But at 4AM those alleyways are pitch black so i thought it would be safer to just circle the block.

As I turned a corner, a group of stray dogs straight-up materialized under a parked car. I didn't even see them at first, they were full stealth mode. But once I passed, they collectively decided I was some avengers lvl threat and charge straight at me.

What began as a calm morning jog immediately turned into a full blown Olympic sprint.

I'm not a slow runner, but apparently, dogs on a mission have the acceleration of Teslas. I turned my head, and the lead dog was only a few feet away. I panicked and tried to shew them away, turned back around and slammed hard into the trunk of a parked car.

The impact was so hard it actually triggered the car alarm. It started blaring like it just witnessed a crime scene. And the dogs? They immediately lost interest ran right past me like they wanted no part in the chaos they just caused. Suckers didn't even spare me a bark.

I was left wheezing on the pavement. Thankfully, no one came out to investigate until I could pull myself together. So I gathered what was left of my dignity, limped home, and silently swore to never be that motivated again.

TL;DR: Went jogging too early, got chased by stray dogs, ran into a parked car, set off the alarm, and the dogs ignored me anyway.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Oztravels on 2025-06-04 09:38:44+00:00.


Not today but a long time ago

I was tasked to launch a new snack food product, monster munch, in Papua New Guinea back in the 80s when I was running an advertising agency there. I had the idea (what I thought was brilliant at the time) to use the traditional “cargo cult” cultural phenomenon to get attention to the product.

The cargo cult phenomenon started during the Second World War where the armed services would airdrop supplies to the troops but as the terrain was so treacherous many drops landed in very remote locations and were discovered by the natives. The natives saw the drops as gifts coming from ancestral spirits and would wait patiently for drops from every plane that flew over.

My idea, hire a baron beach craft airplane load it up with bags of monster munch and drop them over populated areas while the radio commercial was on air. What insured was a nightmare, several people were injured climbing up on buildings to retrieve the bags, falling over cliffs, running into traffic nearly drowning in lakes……..

The client was impressed by the idea but not the collateral damage. Not the highest point of my career.

TL;DR Didn’t think through the ramifications of dropping packs of snack foods out of a plane in Papua New Guinea.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/mashed-_-potato on 2025-06-04 01:14:24+00:00.


Shortly after my husband and I got married, we started watching criminal minds. Some time later my MIL gifted me a DVD set of seasons 1-15 for Christmas. I’m not one to use DVDs. My husband’s family, including my husband, like to collect DVDs. I just don’t see the point. I find it so much more convenient to just stream. At the time, the last few seasons were not available on streaming, but by the time we got closer to the end they were available. I showed my gratitude, but I ended up putting it on a shelf and not using it.

Flash forward to now, and my husband and I (along with our baby girl) are moving across the country. Moving is expensive, and we are trying to cut down on what we pack. As we’ve been sorting through our belongings, I’ve been trying to figure out what to sell and what to donate. I thought it would be a good idea to sell the DVD set, especially since it was still unopened. I listed it earlier today on marketplace for $60. It sells for around $80 but I listed it for less so that I could sell it before moving.

Here’s where my mistake comes in. There is a button that hides listings from friends. I did not click this button.

Just a little bit ago my husband received a text from his mom asking about it and requesting that if we aren’t going to use it that we give it back to her. So idk what we’re gonna do now. We might just have to figure out a way to get it to her even though she lives several states away and we are very busy with moving. My husband said he’ll deal with it.

TLDR: I tried to sell a Criminal Minds DVD set on facebook marketplace that my MIL gifted me. She saw my listing and is now upset and wants it back.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Zyncon on 2025-06-04 00:02:12+00:00.


Not today, but a few years ago.

My family and I went to Disney World and did the 3-day, 3-park thing. We've never been and this was a first large trip for a park. We started off at Animal Kingdom and like always, Florida was hitting 90 degrees with brutal humidity. It was still 50 degrees back at home so we were all instantly melting out there.

About 20 minutes in to walking the park, we saw a cart sitting in the middle of the walkway with a big tub of ice water but no worker in sight. I asked my dad how we get them and he either joking or seriously said, They're free with the admission, just grab one".

I took that at face value and ran up and grabbed a bottle for each of us. While I was doing that, another family came up and asked how much they were. I obviously didn't know so I just repeated what my dad said "They're free!". They started grabbing bottles too. Then a third family saw all of us helping ourselves and grabbed bottles too. One by one, people trickled in and grabbed a bottle for themselves.

30 bottles later and more people walking up, the cart attendant finally shows up and starts asking for money to the new family that joined the hydration heist. We were still standing nearby enjoying our ice cold stolen water and quickly walked off pretending it never happened.

TL;DR Family and I went to Disney World and accidentally started a water bottle looting spree because my father told me they were "Free with admission" and I passed this info on to other innocent families.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Most_Squirrel_6804 on 2025-06-03 22:47:19+00:00.


So I (26M) was at IKEA last weekend, wandering through the maze of fake rooms and existential dread. I passed the kids' section and saw this toddler standing alone, crying his eyes out. No adult in sight. I crouched down, tried to calm him, and asked where his parents were. He pointed vaguely toward the cafeteria. I didn’t want to just leave him there, so I gently took his hand and said, “Let’s find someone who works here.”

Just as we turn a corner, a woman screams. Turns out she was in the next aisle and saw me walk off with her kid. Security got involved. She was crying. The kid was now crying more. I was trying to explain that I didn’t abduct her child, just trying to help, but I don’t think anyone was listening over the chaos.

Eventually it got cleared up, and the mom actually apologized once she calmed down. I got a free cinnamon roll and a mild panic attack.

TL;DR: Tried to help a lost kid at IKEA. Got mistaken for a kidnapper. Scarred myself and probably the child for life.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/CherryLaxative on 2025-06-03 21:58:04+00:00.


So I’ll start off by saying yes I should have known better however I simply forgot.

A Co worker of mine has an allotment here in the UK and due to a warm May many of his fruit trees are starting to produce fruit. He’s been saying for a few days how he’s got more than he knows what to do with and being an all round legend he decided to bring some in with him. By some I mean he brought half of Asdas fresh produce aisle into our HQ yesterday morning and plopped them on the counter for everyone to have a go at.

I arrived slightly late to the morning and as he knows I like cherries he’s simply kept around half a carrier bag of them aside and gave them to me in passing before I went out to start a busy day. After snacking on them a bit in the morning and really thoroughly enjoying them I skipped lunch on the pre-tense that I’m having a busy day due to starting late and I didn’t need to stop.. besides, I had my cherries to keep me going.

After munching cherries for my breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses and luncheon as you can probably guess. My stomach was doing the cha cha slide. While most people at this point would be starting to make a connection I on the other hand figured I must be hungry, after all, the only thing I’ve had to eat are the cherries so I proceed to munch the rest down on my drive home happily spitting the pips out the window as I go, content in knowing I’ve had a good day with a healthy diet, something rare when you spend your work day on the road.

Cue me walking through the door, feeding the cat and plopping onto the sofa an hour or two later. Stomach still in knots. Then it hits me, like a jet of cold water down my spine.. I need to go and I need to go now. After a dash to the loo I’m left gripping the porcelain as though satan himself is trying to extricate himself from my bowels. I proceeded to spend the night naked, sweating profusely giving myself the flush of a lifetime. Given the colour of the cherries I can only describe what happened next as the scene from the shining only constant and unrelenting. I’m fairly sure I flushed a peice of gum I swallowed back in year six down my bog at one point.

Fast forward twelve hours it’s still coming out of me plus it’s still bright red so at this point I’m not sure if it’s the cherries or if satan did indeed burn a hole through my lower intestine. Either way my toilet bowl vividly resembles a scene from Dexter. On the bright side my girlfriend came home from her night shift, called me an idiot, passed me a cherry lucosade through the door “for electrolytes” and has proceeded to play Cherry Cherry Lady on the Alexa for the last ten minutes. I never want to see another cherry for as long as I live.

TL;DR: Thought I was being super healthy. Have given my bowels and toilet bowl trauma.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/cmonfiend on 2025-06-03 17:35:18+00:00.


This past weekend four of my co-workers and I went on a small work trip, just a few hours drive, two days one night, no big deal. We had to rent a car because none of us had enough room in our personal vehicles for everybody + their stuff. I'm older than the other girls by 10+ years and the only one old enough to actually get the car(gotta be 25)so that was my responsibility. The rental car went on my card.

Before we left my boss gave me a good chunk of cash and said it was to cover the rental car, gas, and dinner, and it seemed like enough- she always takes us out to dinner on her when we're on work trips, but she wasn't coming along this time, so I assumed the money she gave me was to cover our food too. The dinner went on my card, with me explaining to the others when they asked that it was from Boss Lady. Cool. It wasn't outrageously expensive but not cheap either, $200+ for 5 people including tip and all.

So today is our first day back at work since the trip and I came in a little bit later than the others. It somehow came up about dinner and my boss was confused after talking to them- why did I pay for dinner? It turns out she had given each of the others money as well that they were expected to use for dinner!!! So she told them they gotta pay me back, which is fair but awkward especially since I'm not really down any of my own money, just didn't end up with extra like the others, I don't really feel like they owe it to me? And again these girls are quite young which makes it feel weirder.

TLDR: Thought my boss gave me per diem for everyone, turns out she gave everyone their own

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Attempting_Sloth on 2025-06-03 15:27:11+00:00.


Tldr: I (25f) told my bestie (25f) a shocking thing, she thought it was completely normal. I messaged our friends group chat and everyone agreed with me and now my bestie's not talking to me.

The other day, I went to babysit my niece and nephew (they're 3) and my sister (30) gave me ground rules that including not allowing her husband's brother (I'll call him brother in law) (34) in the house.

Turned out, when my sister was taking a shower my brother in law walked in while she was showering with her daughter. She says the water was running, she TOLD him that she was taking her daughter to take a shower together and her husband (36) also told brother in law to not go in. He says that he was "just saying bye". I went home to tell my friend about how shocked I found this and she said that she didnt see a problem with this at all. I tried giving an example like 'how would you feel if your sister's husband did this' and she said that because he's family she doesn't see a problem (if it was a bf that's different). In disbelief I asked the group chat (6 totally people including me) if this was normal and without thinking mentioned that [bestie] didnt find a problem with this behavior. And now she's been acting cold.

Additional information that may be relevant:

  1. Brother in law has been "going through some things" and said they only thing that calms him down is the kids (idk what the "things" are) but the couple have since banned him from their place
  2. My bestie was raised by her father
  3. We're asian and she's black, this is America
  4. The friend group have a diverse culture
  5. My sister has been SA before as a child, so my bestie thinks she'a being overly sensitive and brother in law didnt mean any harm

Edit: 6. We discussed mines and her thought process and she was the one that told me to ask our other friends (she didnt say "group chat" specifically.)

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Ouisch on 2025-06-03 20:30:21+00:00.


This happened a while ago when I was undergoing daily radiation treatments after a lumpectomy. The waiting area for radiation is divided into mens/womens and is sort of a combination locker room/lounge area. I was chatting with the other women and one elderly lady happened to mention that she was there waiting for her husband, who was on "the other side" getting treatment for bladder cancer. When her 80-something husband stepped into the room with his hoodie* unzipped (he needed his wife's assistance to zip him up), I called out jokingly "Heads up ladies! Man on the floor!" Then I commented "Oh, look at that slab of beefcake showing off..." He grinned and assumed a couple of flexing-his-biceps poses, and everyone laughed (some applauded). Suddenly four nurses/aides ran into the room with a sense of urgency and stopped abruptly when they saw the laughter and clapping. "Who," one angry nurse asked in measured phrases, "called out a 'man on the floor' alert??" Oops. I sheepishly confessed, adding "It was just a joke - y'know to lighten the mood...." They were not amused, but after they left the crowd in the lounge laughed even more. So I guess I did brighten some folks' day, but not so much the attending staff.

*Radiation patients typically wear a zippered hoodie with nothing underneath for appointments to avoid the time spent changing out of clothing and locking it in a locker.

TL,DR: I jokingly called out "man on the floor" in a hospital, not realizing it signaled a medical emergency.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/TrainableGirl on 2025-06-03 16:37:41+00:00.


This actually happened a few days ago but I haven’t had 2 seconds to stop and post. Sunday night my boyfriend had a horrendous night at work, like teared up talking about it. He even got off an hour late, which was 1am. I picked him up from work and drove him home. Even though I had to start work at 8:30am, I’m remote so I decided to make dinner to calm him down and because we were both starving.

We desperately needed to grocery shop so I looked thru everything and decided on stroganoff hamburger helper. Obviously not the best meal, but it works and he has a nostalgia for it. I browned the meat and when it was ready to add stuff in I remember we’re completely out of regular milk and have very little of my almond milk. Instead of just putting the meat in a Tupperware for later use, my exhausted brain decides we have to find some way to make this work because we’re trying so hard to save money.

The box says you need 2 1/4 cups of milk and I have about 3/4 of almond milk. Instead of just watering it down, or again, putting it away and going to McDonald’s, I decide I should try using coffee creamer.

The creamer I use isn’t that fake oil based stuff, but it is almond milk based AND pre sweetened. I did NOT use enough to equal 2 1/4 cups cause obviously creamer is more condensed than milk, and I was worried about the sweetness. I don’t think I even used 1/2 cup so I was very far off from the 2 1/4 the box calls for, but I figured that was fine.

Used enough water to ensure the full amount of liquid was correct and finished dinner. I tried it and it had a good amount of creaminess, but it was sweet. I added salt and pepper, but still.

I called my boyfriend in to try it without telling him what I did and he agreed it was a good level of creamy, but that it was sweet. He added more salt and pepper but it still didn’t do the trick.

I finally told him what I did and he busted out laughing. Said I tried to feed him strog-achino. We talked about it and he didn’t want to throw food away, but it was just too much so we did and went to McDonald’s anyway.

Worst part is I realized later that I had some proper milk based creamer that is NOT sweet, which I got when instacart couldn’t find my almond creamer, so yeah. Multiple fuck ups all around. 🤣

TL;DR: don’t use coffee creamer in hamburger helper (unless maybe proper half and half), even if it’s late and your boyfriend is sad.

Trying to save money by avoiding fast food just resulted in spending the money anyway AND wasting food in the process.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Greedy-Balance-2731 on 2025-06-03 09:36:43+00:00.


I (22M) live with my roommate and his very curious cat, Pickles. Pickles likes to sniff everything, including food that isn’t hers. Last weekend, I left a brownie out while gaming with some friends. Not just any brownie. That kind.

I forgot it on the coffee table. Went to the bathroom. Came back, and Pickles had devoured half of it.

Cue the panic.

We rushed her to the emergency vet. I was horrified. I cried in the car the whole way. The vet said she’d be okay, just really, really stoned. They kept her overnight for observation. She came home the next day, walked sideways for hours, and meowed like she was delivering Shakespearean monologues.

My roommate was pissed but relieved she was okay. I paid the $400 vet bill and now store all snacks on the top shelf in a sealed container.

Pickles now stares at me like she knows something I don’t.

TL;DR: My roommate’s cat ate my weed brownie, got high as a kite, and needed emergency care. She’s fine now but judges me daily.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Ready-Two7727 on 2025-06-03 06:01:30+00:00.


So this happened like four days ago and I'm still getting the piss take for it.

My uncle passed away unexpectedly (RIP, he was actually a cool dude), and everything was a whirlwind. The funeral was scheduled super fast, so I was in panic mode trying to throw an outfit together. Found my suit, shirt, tie was all good. But I couldn’t find my dress shoes anywhere. I swear I turned my whole apartment upside down. Closet? Nothing. Under the bed? Just socks..

Eventually I find a pair of black shoes in the back of my closet and I’m thinking thank god.Funeral day. I'm dressed up, trying to be respectful, holding it together. Midway through the service, my cousin leans over and goes, “Bro… are those bowling shoes?”

I look down. Yup. I wore black and red bowling shoes. Literal rental-style ones with the size number printed on the heel like a f***ing clown.I don’t even bowl. I have no idea how I ended up owning them. My best guess is I borrowed them from someone like five years ago and just… never returned them? Idk, my brain was in survival mode.I spent the entire service sitting super still hoping no one else noticed. They noticed. Afterward my mom hit me with the “at least Uncle Joe would’ve laughed” line, which is both comforting and soul-crushing.

Anyway. TL;DR by dressing like a semi-formal 7-10 split.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/ThrowAwayUser_24601 on 2025-06-03 03:42:29+00:00.


Not today but years ago. So I was in my freshman year of college and found myself looking for an elective course and wanted to take Psychology 101. My degree had nothing to do with psychology but I was interested in the topic. The teacher was a no-nonsense type who was very passionate about the subject and was very much the kind of professor that weeded out freshman by making the course extremely difficult with four exams that made up the entire grade. I was intimidated but he was also an amazing teacher so I decided to stay signed up.

The number one rule in his class was no notes during tests. If we used any outside sources he personally would expel us not only from the class, but from the university itself. I’m not sure if he had actual grounds to do this but it definitely made the class more attentive.

Now onto how I messed up. Months later I was getting ready for my second test of the year and noticed that I also had another test for a History class coming up so I decided to schedule it one after the other (we had a computer system so that students could self schedule when to take these exams in a computer lab monitored by staff. The history test was open book. Psychology test was not. You can probably guess where this is going.

I genuinely confused which test was supposed to be open book and took my psychology test with notes (I did a cram session before the test so I had my notes in my bag as I didn’t have time to drop them off at the dorms) and I didn’t notice my mistake until after the test was over when I clicked on the history test which mentioned it was open book on the first page.

My stomach dropped and I quickly looked around to see the person monitoring the exams was on their laptop and I had no idea what to do. Should I tell her? Keep quiet? Take this as a lesson to be more aware of instructions in the future? Would they expel me over this mistake? How on earth can I explain this accidental cheating without sounding like an excuse? I wrestled with this for a couple of minutes and eventually decided to chalk this up as a blessing that no one noticed and to just be more aware in the future. I took my history test, retook my psychology test without using my notes that time, and went back to the dorm.

The next day I got an email from the professor. Due to some tech errors in the system he couldn’t get our results in the system the week before we were dismissed from the school for break (it was thanksgiving break) so he asked for students to come to his office so he can tell us personally our score. If you’re wondering why he didn’t just email it to us, honestly I don’t know either. I almost didn’t even want to show because I knew I passed but was at least curious about the percentage so decided to head over on the last day before break.

Anyway, I had no classes that day and decided to head over to his office early, but when I get to the building and turn the corner to his door I nearly bumped into another woman around my age practically running out his office crying her eyes out. I thought she must have failed the test and immediately started to feel guilty again. The professor greeted me and must have noticed the concern on my face and he told me that a moderator caught her cheating off her neighbor and he had to expel her from the class and explained he legally had to inform the head of department and it was up to them what would happen to her.

Immediately I felt like the worst person ever and after sitting down and hearing that I passed (I think it was 87/100) I told him I had something important to say. And I confessed. I told him that I unintentionally cheated on his test. His jaw dropped and asked me for more info so for the next few minutes we talk back and forth as I explained that I had another test in a different class that was open book and genuinely got my wires crossed and it was a complete accident. I even told him that I went back to the test and retook it again based off memory and deliberately changed some of the answers to wrong answers to remedy my mistake (this was true btw- the class allowed for one retake per test that’s open for those who failed it but when I realized my mistake I retook it immediately after my history test without using my notes this time.)

After explaining the story he noted that he was genuinely curious why there was a retake the same day as the first attempt and then got real quiet. His only question after that was “Why on earth would you tell me? I wouldn’t have known and you could have just walked on out and gotten away with this scott free.” I told him that I was already feeling guilty enough but seeing the woman before me leave the office devastated about being expelled for cheating made me think how unfair it would be if I got away with it like this (turns out I found out years later that I’m autistic and me getting away with cheating, even though it was on accident was breaking the rules and I personally couldn’t stand for not following the rules).

He got real quiet again and I could feel my heart pounding. I was absolutely certain I was going to be expelled and waiting for him to say something was excruciating, but just when I was about to cry from the stress of it he just looked at me and we had this exchange:

Professor: Have a good thanksgiving break.

Me: I- what? I don’t understand.

Professor: Look I have to lay it to you, but never in all my years of teaching had I ever had any student fully admit to cheating like this. And to be frank I’d probably wouldn’t believe that this was an accident on any other day. But I don’t think you’d have a reason to lie about it and admitting this shows integrity- more than I see amongst other students. I mean anyone with half a brain would just be happy they pulled a fast one over me. I’m not exactly known for being a ‘forgiving’ teacher here.

Me: …I just knew this was wrong and couldn’t stand the idea of passing like this.

Professor: …Enjoy your break. Get out of my office.

I just sat in shock and asked if I was still enrolled and he just waved me off to dismiss me with a “go before I change my mind and fail you now.” I quickly gathered my stuff and hightailed it out of there as fast as I could.

Now there was a punishment of sorts for my accidental cheating, but it wasn’t directed at me specifically. After that test, the professor started assigning one of his teacher assistants to be with the test monitor to keep track of all students of his class taking tests from now on because he wanted someone more aware of his testing requirements to watch the students. I was never called back into his office and wasn’t expelled, but he later emailed me saying that since the retake was a lower score he’s going to log that as my final score and I should assume that as my personal punishment.

He also warned me to never do this again (which, yeah, obviously) and had me schedule future tests so that it never fell on the same day as tests from other classes. I got through the year knowing I most definitely did not deserve mercy in this situation but was so grateful that I did everything I could to comply with his extra rules.

I ended up passing the class with a B+ and to this day I still can’t believe I wasn’t expelled for my mistake. And thankfully never had an experience like that again.

TLDR: I accidentally cheated in a class by mixing up the no notes rule of the test with an open book test from another class. The teacher was notorious for threatening expulsion if students cheated. I fully confessed and was shockingly punished less severely because it was genuinely an accident. Still still had to comply with extra rules regarding the rest of his tests that year. Happily obliged and passed the class with a B+.

Edit: some spelling and grammar fixes

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/hihilmao69 on 2025-06-03 03:35:03+00:00.


So I work in a fully remote company. Lots of Zoom calls, lots of screen sharing. This morning, I was leading our weekly team meeting with 37 colleagues. Big crowd.

Before the call, I had been doing some recreational browsing about “advanced bedroom techniques” on a site I now deeply regret visiting.

I thought I had closed the tab.

I share my screen but because I’m a moron with 6 tabs open, the tab previews show up on top of my browser:

“7 Dominant Positions to Blow Her Mind”

I hear laughter and some coughs. And then one of my colleague says: “you might want to close a few tabs before continuing.”

I’m thinking of quitting and starting a goat farm.

TL;DR: Accidentally shared my screen during a company-wide Zoom call with an NSFW article open. 37 coworkers now know way too much about my interests.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/No_Yogurt_8414 on 2025-06-02 21:39:15+00:00.


Today I got the Medicube face mask that are white but after an hour or so they turn clear and adhere to your face. They are supposed to make your face look younger and brighter, well not in my case. I was in my “Selfcare Girly Era”… I decided to put it on since I had couple hours to kill at home before work, my cat was up in my room. My cat didn’t see me putting on my super hydration face mask that is gonna make me look younger. 3 hours went by in which I did some laundry, cleaned up the kitchen, watched an episode of The Office, watered my plants, and even set the crockpot so dinner is ready after I come home from work. I went up to my room to take the clean laundry up, when I opened my bedroom door my cat saw me and attacked me! It was awful! She scratched my face a little nothing too big but in her defense I did looked like Freddy Krueger. I don’t blame her but man!!! I was horrified!! My cat is a rescue and I guess my face with that face mask brought back memories. Either way everything is fine but yea don’t surprise your pets with weird face masks.

TL;DR I wore a face mask to hydrate my face and when it dried up I looked like Freddy Krueger and my cat attacked my face.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/jenncherryxx on 2025-06-02 18:17:27+00:00.


So I go to this small local gym near my place. It’s basic but functional. Though they have separate bathrooms for men and women. but only one shared changing room. Usually, I just change in the women’s bathroom, no biggie.

But one day during peak hours, all the bathrooms were full. So I thought, Ill just change quickly in the dressing room since I only change out my top and in im wearing a sports bra.

Now here’s the thing, the changing room is right next to the gym’s TV, and everyone chilling between sets just naturally stares in that direction.

I finish changing, go to open the door and boom, The doorknob breaks. It just spins uselessly like a fidget spinner and now im locked in.

Panic sets in. I knock a few times. Nothing. Either no one hears me or everyone thinks I’m trying to get gains by punching doors. Then I notice the bottom vent on the plastic door is kinda loose. So I pry it open, stick my head out like some cursed vent goblin, and there are four people staring directly at me, and i asked “can you call the staff? the knob is broken”

They call for help. The staff lady shows up, looks at the door, looks at me, and goes: “You think you can fit through the vent?”

I blinked, took a deep breath, and braced myself as all my dignity quietly slipped out the vent before I did. I crawled out like a half-baked spy escaping a Dollar Store prison, and in my peripheral vision, I see people trying and failing not to laugh.

I packed my stuff and left, so the only gains I got that day was embarrassment.

I’m switching gyms.

TL;DR: Got locked inside my gym’s changing room, had to crawl out through the door vent while people watched. I’m too embarrassed to go back, so I’m switching gyms.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/ParamedicDelicious82 on 2025-06-02 17:14:53+00:00.


Last weekend was my girlfriend’s birthday and I got invited to her family dinner. It was the first time I met her parents, and I was so nervous.

Things were going well until her mom said, “I hope I don’t look too old in this dress,” and I, trying to be charming and funny, blurted out, “No way, you’re a total MILF!”

Silence. Horrifying silence. Her dad coughed. Her mom blinked. My girlfriend looked at me like I’d just confessed to war crimes.

I stammered, trying to backpedal, and said, “I meant like... in a complimentary way? Like you’re hot… but not like I’m trying to… oh my god.”

Dinner resumed in awkward silence. I still get texts from my girlfriend saying “MILF boy” anytime I try to win an argument.

TL;DR: Called my girlfriend’s mom a MILF at family dinner. Did not recover. May never.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Crafty_Worker_5508 on 2025-06-02 17:11:40+00:00.


Not today, but a few months ago. I was trying to impress this girl I’d been seeing. She’s super into photography and kept going on about catching the “golden hour.” I nodded along like I knew what she meant.

In my dumbass brain, I assumed “golden hour” was some kind of metaphor, like a time where things get romantic or something magical happens. So I planned this whole date night: dinner at 7:30, candles, wine, jazz, you name it. She shows up and goes, “Wait… aren’t we going out to shoot sunset pics?”

Turns out, golden hour is literally just the hour before sunset. Not a vibe, not a metaphor. Just physics.

She laughed when I explained and we still had a nice evening, but she did tell her whole photography group and now they all call me “Mr. Metaphor.”

TL;DR: Thought “golden hour” was a romantic metaphor. Turns out it’s just a lighting term. Planned a candlelit dinner instead of a sunset photo shoot.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/glopthrowawayaccount on 2025-06-02 15:30:04+00:00.


I was cleaning, we had a container of psyllium powder on the counter for years. I didn't like it because it basically turned to sludge at the bottom of a mug and sitting water above it when you mixed it and I would end up eating sludge with a spoon. Psyllium powder is the active ingredient in Metamucil. I didn't think anything of it and poured it down the drain and ran the insinkerator to make it drain quicker. Then it slowed. Then it stopped.

I looked it up and the internet said to clean the p trap. I took everything from under the counter, put a bucket under the drain, and loosened the p trap. It dumped gallons, gallons of food waste bilge water onto me after the bucket overflowed. I ran to get towels but there was nothing to do about it since the pipe was unscrewed and wouldn't screw in fast enough. A dozen towels and water covering everything I took from under the sink and me, I tried to remove the pipe. The insinkerator came undone as well. I looked in the p trap, it's essentially Gack blocking the entire pipe. I fish it out with my fingers. I put the slime in a bag. I run the insinkerator in the shower to be sure it is empty of slime. I check to see if the slime got beyond the p trap to the wall. It did.

I removed the insert pipe and sludge that has been stuck between the pipe in the wall and the insert section is exposed to air, black sink junk that has not seen air in years or more. It smells like poop. I smell like poop. I am covered in sink water and poop slime. I roll up heavy cardboard and insert it in the pipe and turn it to scoop out the poop slime. I do it as many times as I can and eventually don't get slime but the pipe turns at the wall a foot and a half from where I put the cardboard in, if the slime is in there I can't do anything. I reassemble it, lightly fit everything, put the bucket in case of leaking connections, run insanely hot water in the insinkerator. It drains. Until it doesn't. I wipe myself off so when I plug the insinkerator in poop slime doesn't electrocute me. Run the insinkerator, it spins for thirty seconds, the water drains. Hopefully it doesn't clog.

I spend an hour cleaning up the water, washing off everything that got refuse water on it, and get in the shower to scrub the poop smell of it. It takes forever. Though, it was put into a pipe full of very old poop sludge and came out poop slime, apparently Metamucil does what it is supposed to.

TL;DR: I put the active ingredient of Metamucil in a drain and had to scoop rancid sludge from various pipes for several hours.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Beth_The_Alien_GF on 2025-06-02 13:29:05+00:00.


This was last night, but my sister keeps mentioning it and still thinks it's ridiculously funny. At my older sister's wedding, I, her bridesmaid, was throwing it back on the dance floor. "Low" by Flo Rida was playing, we were having a good time. We'd been drinking, some people had been smoking, just overall party vibes. My boyfriend was (I thought) behind me, and I was really into the song. He put his hands on my waist so I backed up and pressed against him- only it was NOT him. It was my 62 year old aunt. I threw it back on my aunt. My sister thought this was hilarious and my aunt just said "whoops!" And let go of my waist.

This morning while we were getting ready to leave, my sister mentioned how much fun she had- and then she said "i loved it when you backed it up on Aunt C. That was the best!"

TL;DR; I messed up not looking behind me while shaking my ass and accidentally wound up grinding on my aunt.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/NigelNungaNungastein on 2025-06-02 10:18:03+00:00.


I drove around for the past 4 years with the car stereo turned off because it sounded terrible and I thought I had blown up my amp or speakers but was too lazy to fix it.

Over the years I had tried rewiring it, replacing the RCA cables, etc but managed to convince myself that either the kids had poked out the speakers, or the amp had some hardware defect.

I’m a software developer with 20 years experience and I am usually very good at troubleshooting complex problems.

Toward the of a 7 hour roadtrip on the weekend while trying to dim the display on the Pioneer head unit, I discovered it was just in karaoke mode and actually works quite well.

TL;DR I put up with no car stereo for years, only to discover that Menu > Microphone > Vocals was set to off (Karaoke Mode).

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/twinkle_lips on 2025-06-02 09:37:29+00:00.


So this happened earlier today and I’m still dying inside.

I (19F) was in the middle of a group chat with some friends, sending memes about how much we’re all mentally checked out this semester. One of them sent this super dramatic TikTok screenshot that said, “Me walking into class knowing I did absolutely zero of the reading and still plan to fake confidence.”

I laughed and was gonna forward it to my best friend… except I accidentally sent it to my professor. Like, the one who gave us that exact reading.

To make it worse, I didn’t realize until he replied with:

“Confidence is key. But reading helps too :)”

I wanted to crawl into a hole. Now I have to walk into that class tomorrow pretending I have a shred of dignity left.

TL;DR: Sent a meme about not doing the reading to the professor who assigned the reading. He replied. I died.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Legitimate_Neat_7032 on 2025-06-02 06:28:21+00:00.


I was serving a table, and it was their son’s 7th birthday. The parents asked if I could bring out a sundae with lots of cherries. Though this wasn’t a usual menu item, I knew we had cocktails that were served with cherries, so I smiled and said I’d be happy to.

We did not have a bartender that day, so I went behind the bar myself, and made sure to put extra cherries for the birthday boy. I did notice the cherries were different than I’d expected— instead of a glass jar, it was a very nice looking tin, and instead of the usual super bright red 40, the cherries were a more dark velvet color. Didn’t think much of it.

When they left, I noticed the boy barely ate any of the sundae they had specifically asked for. Again, I didn’t really think much of it. That is, until days later, when I casually told the bartender the story. He lost his mind laughing, and informed me that the cherries were soaked in liquor and super expensive.

TL;DR: I served a kid a sundae with liquor-soaked cherries, thinking they were just normal cherries.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/doodlebug001 on 2025-06-01 23:22:55+00:00.


I just had a triple whammy of a TIFU and I feel like I'm in a sitcom episode now. I was walking in the woods a few days ago, exploring some trails behind a high school with my dog. I was suddenly overcome with the overwhelming urge to take a shit. I ran a ways off trail to make sure nobody would see me and I drop trou and unleash my sin upon the world. I grabbed a couple broad leaves that were climbing up a tree to wipe up and as soon as I finish and pull my pants up I spotted a trail cam 30 feet away pointing in my relative direction. Fuckin great, you can't even shit deep in the woods anymore. I approach the trail cam hoping for some sign that tells me it might not be active and it has a note on it "This trail cam is used by the students of this high school for science projects..." So GREAT I'm probably on a list now. Might even become some local meme in the high school or something, or worse, end up on Tiktok. I try to push this out of my mind and finish the hike. At the end I come across an info board about poison ivy... Lo and behold the leaves I had used to wipe were in fact a form of poison ivy I'd never seen before. I book it home and wash my butthole til it sparkles. Well apparently I didn't wash well enough or soon enough cause my whole ass is covered in poison ivy blisters now and I am suffering.

I hope those students could at least tell I grabbed poison ivy to wipe with. Hopefully their joy is proportional to my suffering so something good came of this misadventure.

Tl;dr: shit in the woods, maybe caught on a high school trail cam, ended up with an ass full of poison ivy.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/bbgurl223 on 2025-06-01 22:07:58+00:00.


I hate working out, but I like biking as a means of transportation and reformer pilates classes. Back in October, I broke my leg in a biking accident, took time off, recovered, and eventually was able to start pilates classes again in March.

There’s a new instructor now who didn’t know about my old injury, so this morning I decided to get to class a bit early to explain it to her, just to let her know about my history in case any modifications were needed.

I got on my bike to head over.

On the way there, I fell. Again. And this time, I broke my other leg.

So now I’m back in the hospital, scheduled for surgery tomorrow (again).

TL;DR: Tried to get to pilates early to tell the new instructor about my old leg injury. Fell off my bike and broke the other leg instead.

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