Today I Fucked Up

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Mysterious_Drawer_77 on 2025-07-20 13:55:35+00:00.

So I (F29) just recently started on Mounjaro, prescribed for diabetes. I started having tummy issues fairly recently and just assumed it was a side effect. Loads of people online and in patient groups report having sickness and diarrhoea. I started taking loperamide, so I didn't crap myself at work and just plodded on.

Recently my husband started noticing food we bought was going off very quickly despite us just buying it. Sausages, meat, yogurts with over a week of date just tasting funny. It happened so gradually we didn't realise. We bought a fridge temperature from amazon to double check that the fridge was working all good. Our freezer was working fine, so we didn't suspect anything was wrong. We have also historically had issues with supermarket foods going bad quickly due to quality. Well it turns out, its not any of those issues. Our fridge is currently sitting at 15 degrees Celsius. Three times the ideal temperature. Not only have me and my husband likely been eating expired food but I have foolishly been thinking it was down to starting Mounjaro! I feel like a complete idiot. We have now started trying to troubleshoot the fridge issue, so wish me look.

Edited to add: My husband has an iron gut so he tends to not get as ill as I do!

TL;DR. - Started on Mounjaro, known for gastrointestinal issues and thought my runny bottom was a side effect. It turns out my fridge has not been working and was three times hotter than the ideal temperature.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/MirioftheMyths on 2025-07-20 02:07:25+00:00.

l live in New England and I am house-sitting. Maybe pet sitting is a better description. Either way, I'm supposed to basically live at this house for two weeks. A handful of adorable cats and dogs. Easy money!

Except...

The light was on upstairs after I came back from the store. I did not turn it on. I am certain I did not turn it on. It was not on when I slept last night. I have not gone to that floor more than once because the cats don't go there, there are no litter boxes to scoop, and there are no open doors the cats could get into. I thought maybe it had been on the whole time, but then the light was turned off when I checked later on today.

They didn't say anyone would be staying with me. If someone else was here, why would they need a sitter?

I checked the rooms but found no one. Nothing else has really indicated another person is here. No food missing, no cooking. Some noises like someone walking around or like plumbing is running somewhere, but it's an old house.

I haven't seen another person. But how else would a light turn on and then back off again?

This is not a smart home. It's old and falling apart.

I have to tell myself they're on a timer, but it's freaking me out. The cats and dogs seem calm. Surely if the pets are calm, there's no intruder. The homeowners are unreachable.

I can't leave the pets. I agreed to watch them and they're very picky about their litter boxes (will poop in the sink if they aren't scooped twice a day.) also, I need to replace my windshield and so a house sitting gig will help me save for that.

TLDR; TIFU by agreeing to housesit and potentially rooming with an intruder. I can't do anything about it because if I leave, the pets would be on their own.

ETA: The homeowners are unreachable, and nothing else in the house operates on a timer. The light is on the ceiling, and both the light and the switch are identical to the rest of the lights and switches in the house.

Update!! Got curious. Took out the bulb. Not a smart bulb. Relatively new looking, no soot in the bulb. Flipped the switch and the light turned on.

Second update: Checked the attic! No one was there. Kinda small for anyone to live there. Family is relatively new to the area. Fixture is not a smart fixture. Dogs are small. Have not heard any additional noises tonight. Doors are locked now, no one is in any room of the house. Going to bed under the assumption a cat flipped the switch, but leaving hot cocoa out for the ghosts.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Actual_Basil_1062 on 2025-07-20 00:16:01+00:00.

I’m going to a concert soon and I wanna dye my hair black for that. I used a semi permanent dye from Arctic fox and I assumed that it wouldn’t dye the bathtub? Idk.

Because it’s semi-permanent, it comes out when water touches it and I’m on a swim team so I can only wear it for one day (the day of the concert)

So I decided to put it on yesterday and wash it out today to see how much it would wash out.

But my brain wasn’t working and I washed my hair in the WHITE Bathtub, and now there’s streaks of blue and purple in it.

I’m currently very desperate to find ways to get rid of the dye because if we were to re-tile/Re-do the bathtub that would cost $3000 and I am not going to pay that. If you have any advice I will take it, thank you!

TLDR: used a semi permanent black dye and stained the bathtub blue and purple. If you have any advice, I will take it.

Please and thank you!

UPDATE/THANKS: thank you guys for your help! I will try to use some bleach in the morning, tho, I was able to get rid of it with some shampoo and water!

Thank you Reddit!

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/fuzzyone06 on 2025-07-19 16:43:04+00:00.

I have twin 3YO boys, and they’re very active and silly. Well the other day, I was doing some yard work and using my leaf blower to clear away some grass and dirt. Naturally they’re infatuated so I use the leaf blower on them, and they love it. Started chasing them around the neighborhood with the leaf blower pretending they were leaves. Good ol’ wholesome father son fun, right? Well, naturally now they want me to use the leaf blower on them all the time. No biggie, it’s a fun game and I like playing with my electric leaf blower. Only now it’s everywhere, including places where I don’t have my leaf blower, so instead I have to pretend to blow them away like I’m blowing out a candle. Still fine. All day for the last 3 days it’s been “dad, can you blow me away?”. Very cute stuff. Well, this morning we’re at target and the kids are getting a tad squirrely. They wanted to go to the park, and I said we can go after we finish up here. They’re dancing around the aisles being toddlers. Then my son comes up to me in the main aisle, and in his biggest toddler yell shouts “DADA CAN YOU BLOW ME????”

Cue 5 people turning around to look at me and my kid. You’d think by now I’d be immune to toddler based embarrassment, but nah. So me, in my quietest voice, face feeling redder than a Macintosh Apple, respond “buddy, inside voice. Do you mean you want me to blow you away?” Son 1: YES! BLOW ME BLOW ME! excited toddler jumping Son 2: YEAH BLOW ME TOO DADA! Me: boys, inside voices please. You mean blow you away, right? How do you ask for that? Sons: please may you blow us away??

I blew them away and they go dancing off like leaves. The others who were watching snicker and giggle. One of the other guys nearby gives me a knowing smirk that clearly said “been there.” Proceed to finish the quickest target run of my life.

TL;DR using a leaf blower on my kids leads them to yell at me to blow them in public

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Traditional_Clock303 on 2025-07-19 14:15:20+00:00.

Today I f***ed up by agreeing to go on a weekend trip with a group of colleagues who all share a native language — which I don’t speak. At work, we always talk in our common business language, and everything runs smoothly. So when they invited me on this trip, I thought it’d be a great opportunity to bond outside the office.

The moment the trip started, they immediately switched to their own language. In the car, during meals, sightseeing — the entire time. I barely understood anything. At first, I tried to laugh along and stay engaged, but eventually, I just gave up and started zoning out. Every now and then, one of them would smile at me or translate a joke, but the rest of the time I felt like I was invisible.

I kept hoping they’d include me in conversations using our shared language, even just a little. But it didn’t really happen. I don’t blame them for speaking in what’s most comfortable for them — that’s fair. But I do blame myself for assuming I’d be part of the group dynamic just like we are at work.

Now I’m just stuck on this trip, counting the hours till I can go home, and realizing how much social context changes everything.

TL;DR: Went on a trip with coworkers who all speak the same language — except me. They left me out of most conversations, and now I feel like a background character in my own weekend.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Mazazamba on 2025-07-19 09:45:12+00:00.

I was a little tipsy after a six pack, but I thought "I could be drunker!"

I wanted a mojito.

I checked my pantry, and I realized I have rum.

I checked my fridge and confirmed that I have soda water.

BUT, I don't have mint. I don't know why, I usually have mint for non-mojito purposes.

What I do have is some mint extract that I found in my pantry.

You can see where this is going.

I grabbed my rum (Malibu), eyeballed a shot (too large), put in an unwise amount of mint extract (it was supposed to be a teaspoon... it's way more than a teaspoon), and finished the small glass with soda water (should have used a bigger glass).

I swear that I can taste the mint with my eyeballs.

On another note, I'm pretty drunk, so success?

TL;DR: made a mojito with mint extract and now I regret everything. My teeth are in the nth dimension.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Winds_Below on 2025-07-19 05:44:36+00:00.

For some context (this is important) we met playing xbox together, and interestingly we played similar games. But we started dating when we decided to meet up and hang out. Now we are here. Yesterday I was talking to her, and we were discussing pets that we would like to have. She mentioned snakes and we talked for about 30 seconds when she paused and said. "You have a snake that I want." (I own no snakes btw) So in typical me fashion, I reply. "A Solid Snake" and I chuckled a bit, but she didn't get it. So I doubled down and said, "Snake are you alright...Snake? Snaaaaake." She still didn't get it and stood with a blank expression on her face. So I then had to go through a second long extesential crisis on if I should explain that I was talking about Metal Gear Solid or just say that I was being weird. So I chose the second option. TL;DR Girlfriend was being flirty, I made a reference. She didn't get it, I doubled down and just said 'I was being weird.'

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/CeroMiedo182 on 2025-07-19 04:32:27+00:00.

So I’m on this overnight flight, and nature calls. I get up to pee and head to the bathroom, but there’s a line in the aisle.

A person starts coming back down the aisle who just used the bathroom, so I do the polite thing and turn sideways to let them pass. Big mistake.

As I turned to let them pass, I accidentally let one slip and ripped one of the loudest, most unapologetic farts of my life, right into the face of the poor guy sleeping in the aisle seat behind me. Like, directly. No buffer. Maximum impact.

Luckily he and the rest of the row had AirPods in and were fully knocked out, but this guy in the direct line of fire was mouth wide open, but no reaction. My guardian angel blessed me. I hope he didn’t wake up with a foul taste in his mouth and doesn’t get pink eye.

TL;DR: Got up to pee on a flight, turned sideways to let people pass, and accidentally ripped a massive fart right in a sleeping guy’s face. Thankfully, he had AirPods in and didn’t wake up.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Chai_bade on 2025-07-19 02:36:00+00:00.

Not sure how I feel about this, but I'll share with you all anyway. This happened last week and I still can’t decide if I was being thoughtful or just an idiot.

I live with three other people, and one of them let’s call him Tom. He is probably the most introverted person I’ve ever met. He’s not rude or anything, just really quiet. Like, headphones-on-while-cooking, disappears-into-his-room kind of quiet. But he’s a nice bloke. Pays bills on time, always polite, no drama.

Anyway, I found out it was his birthday coming up and I thought, “Hey, maybe we should do something for him.” I figured maybe he’s just introverted because no one ever makes an effort, right? So I planned a small surprise party at our house. Just a few people, some drinks, nothing crazy. Ordered his favourite cake (I had to casually ask him two weeks earlier what flavour he liked. He said chocolate almond). Got some decorations, invited a couple mutual friends.

So the day comes. We all hide in the living room, lights off, waiting like idiots. He walks in. We all yell “SURPRISE!”

And this man just.. stares.

Like, full-on deer in headlights. No smile, no laugh, just frozen. He looks around the room, says nothing, then mumbles something like “I just need to lie down” and literally walks out of the house.

I thought he was joking. He wasn’t. He didn’t come back for four hours.

Everyone slowly left. I felt awful. When he finally came back, I tried to apologise, and he just said, “I know you meant well. But please don’t do that again.”

So yeah. Lesson learnd: not everyone wants a party. Especially not people who find group socialising to be a form of torture.

TL;DR: Tried to do something nice for my introverted roommate by throwing him a surprise party. He walked out and came back four hours later. Asked me never to do that again.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Throwaway081064 on 2025-07-18 21:19:36+00:00.

This happened about a month ago. I posted this in a couple of other subreddits just venting, but figured it would make a good TIFU post.

This is one of those moments that hits you straight in the gut and makes you cringe for years.

A few weeks ago, my girlfriend and I were hanging out after I got out of the shower. It was freezing in the apartment, and I made a comment about how cold I was. She glanced down, laughed, and said, “Wow… that's crazy. I can’t believe how small it can get!” I looked too, and yeah, it honestly did look ridiculous. I'm not the biggest down there anyways, but most of all I'm a grower. If you don't know what that looks like in extreme cases, just imagine an acorn sitting on top of your balls, barely over an inch (sorry to be graphic, but you need to know how embarrassing this looked).

After laughing a bit at the situation, she asked if she could take a picture. We both have secret photo vault apps where we keep each other’s nudes, so I was fine with it as long as we followed our usual routine: move the photo to the vault immediately, delete it from the main camera roll, then clear it from “Recently Deleted.”

She took a couple of pictures from different angles and lighting, giggling at the absurdity (I know this might sound immature, but we do have an immature sense of humor and just thought it was a silly moment). After that, I specifically remember saying, “Alright, seriously, delete those now.” I watched her go through all the necessary steps of moving and deleting all the pictures and was sure that would be the end of it.

A few days later we went on a weekend trip to Traverse City. We visited wineries, went on hikes, and took a charter out on a boat into Lake Michigan. It was a great trip, and we had a bunch of pictures from it. The weekend after we got back, she had two of her friends over and was showing them photos from the weekend. At one point, my girlfriend handed them the phone to keep scrolling through pictures as she went to grab a drink from the fridge.

I was sitting across the room as I watched the two girls sitting next to each other on the couch, scrolling through pictures one by one. The next moment will probably be burned into my memory forever—one more swipe, and I saw both girls' eyes widen. They looked at each other for a moment, then put their hands to their mouths as they started laughing super hard. I was a bit confused at first until their eyes met mine, and my heart dropped.

My girlfriend was just walking up behind them and quickly said, "Wait—give me that," and snatched the phone out of their hands. Her face went pale. "Oh my god, I thought I deleted that" she muttered as she was tapping at her screen, now actually deleting it.

One of them said, "I'm so sorry, we didn't mean to see that," and the other added "We just kept scrolling, we didn't know." But I could tell they were still holding back laughter, glancing at each other. I just sat there, completely frozen. My face felt red hot.

My girlfriend sat down next to me clearly upset. Before either of us could say anything, one of her friends awkwardly changed the subject. I don’t even remember what they said exactly, but something about the trip which elevated the tension just enough until I ended up grabbing a beer and heading to our bedroom until they left.

After her friends left, my girlfriend came straight up to the bedroom apologizing profusly. I initially started yelling, but could quickly see how sorry she felt as she buried her face in her hands crying. I know this might sound like a BS way for her to get herself out of my justified anger, but at the end of the day I love her and know she didn't mean for this to happen.

I wrapped my arm around her, pulled her in, and told her it was okay. She cried for a few minutes while I told her it wasn't a big deal and I'd be fine. I decided to just man up and push through the embarrassment, what else can you do? Only thing I can hope is that image doesn’t stay burned in their memory whenever I see them in the future.

TLDR; Let my girlfriend take a funny pic of me fresh out of the shower (major shrinkage situation). We both thought she deleted it, but her friends accidentally saw it while scrolling through vacation pics on her phone.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Salty_Warthog on 2025-07-18 14:16:27+00:00.

So this happened yesterday and I still want to crawl into a hole.

I was leaving the grocery store, arms full of bags, fully in my own head listening to a podcast. I spot my car — same color, same model — so I confidently open the door (it was unlocked, which should’ve been my first clue) and plop myself down in the driver’s seat.

Immediately I notice two things:

1. There’s a half-empty Big Gulp in the cup holder that I didn’t buy.
2. There’s a pair of fuzzy dice hanging from the mirror that I definitely do not own.

I’m still sitting there like an idiot, bags on my lap, keys in hand, trying to process why my car suddenly has bonus accessories.

About 5 minutes in, the actual owner of the car opens the passenger door, stares at me, and says, “Uh… can I help you?”

I freeze like a raccoon caught in the trash. I blurt out, “SORRY! WRONG CAR!” grab my bags, scramble out, and practically sprint to my actual car parked two rows down.

To make it worse, I had to drive by them on my way out. We made eye contact. I died inside. ⸻

TL;DR: Sat in a stranger’s car for 5 minutes thinking it was mine. Met the owner. Wanted to dissolve into the pavement.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Regular-Rice-2844 on 2025-07-18 10:07:39+00:00.

A few hours ago I was waiting for the bus when a group of young people sat down near me.

Right after the two girls sat down, one of them being full of smiles, the guy from the group came over to me and, in a really friendly way, said: “Hey, my friend thinks you’re cute and wants your instagram.”

As a guy it’s literally the first time anything like that has ever happened to me, so I was caught off guard and in a pretty uneasy situation. Plus I'm a nerd bro, I don’t even have insta.

So I tell him honestly: “I don’t have insta, man.” Then, to make it clear, I turn to the girl and say: “Yeah, I don’t have insta.”

And she immediately answers with disappointment and annoyance : “Nobody wants your insta anyway.”

In my head I’m like: “Alright, the guy was trolling me and she’s clearly not interested.”

But then the guy insists a bit, even pulls out a piece of paper and tells me I can just write my insta down for her.

At that point I think: “Okay, he’s making fun of me.” So I just tell him: “I’m not interested.”

He simply replies: “No problem, bro 🤝” and goes back to the girls.

I left right after, but on my way home I kept thinking… Why was the guy so respectful and insistent if this was just a joke?

Then it hit me (an hour later), after a female friend had to explain it to me : He was genuinely being her wingman, and the girl just got her ego hurt because I “rejected” her twice — once by telling her friend, and then again by telling her directly..

God, please grant me basic social skills.

TL;DR: Social skills are so bad I thought I was being burned in public by a girl, while I accidentally rejected her twice without noticing it

EDIT : Wow, this post blew up a little bit and I'm not used to that since I usually just ghost reddit, but big thank you for the answers. To clarify a few things, the girl was pretty young, maybe 18-19 years old, while I'm 23 years old. That must explain why she shifted from full of smiles to annoyed and disappointed when she interpreted my behaviour as a reject. I honestly don’t blame her she's still young, but I still find the situation funny and I think I could’ve read the room better

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/EWredditer on 2025-07-18 01:57:48+00:00.

Last weekend, I cleaned out my closet. I’m early 20s and I have my first professional job post-college. I have a lot of clothes that don’t fit/out of date/not appropriate for the office/etc. and I know several of my coworkers have kids who are 15-20 who would love my clothes from that time. They’re still in good shape, so I bring my old clothes to the “free table” at my work break room. People can anonymously give/share things here and sometimes it’s good stuff.

Anyways, on Monday I brought in a whole bag of old clothes after cleaning out my closet and left it in that bag on the table, because I was in a hurry and did not have time to dump them out. I’ve been out of the office working the last 4 days so today, I come back to people talking about the dirty underwear on the free table. I agree that’s an odd thing to bring in to donate, and then the conversation escalates.

They start to describe the underwear in question. The old misshapen Walmart bra meant for a preteen chest. The underwear with holes and color bleaching from being washed so many times. The thong I bought in high school because I swore was going to make me one of the popular girls but never wore because I was a weenie.

It was me. I was the underwear donating bandit. I had a panic attack in front of everyone when I realized they were, in fact, talking about my crusty old undies, and not some strangers. I sat in the hallways and cried while my face went from bright red to pale and then eventually back to normal skin color. One of my other coworkers whose an absolute angel gave me her water and sat me down while I hyperventilated trying to figure out how this possible could have happened. She threw away my crusty undies, and nobody will be the wiser to ever know they were mine, but EVERYONE HAS SEEN OR HEARD ABOUT THEM. There was an email 😭

I meant to put those (and several other ratty but less risqué items) into the trash bag, right next to the donate bag in my closet. I had put them into the wrong bag, and in my hurry i didn’t double check to make sure everything was in the correct location.

I know this will all blow over, it’s just an honest mistake and I’ll be able to laugh about it soon, but right now I’m convinced I’ll melt into the ground when I have to walk into the building tomorrow… anyone else ever embarrass themselves this badly?

TL;DR I accidentally put my underwear in the donation bag, not the trash bag, and now all my coworkers have seen my old ratty drawers 🙃

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/roonilwazlib96 on 2025-07-17 23:53:33+00:00.

This fuck up did not happen today, but almost 20 years ago. It’s just so funny it can’t not be told.

Let me paint the scene. The year was 2005, I was the tender age of 9, and in Year 3 at school. My poor teacher was this lovely, kind and very gentle woman who loved having one on one chats with all the kids in the class about their hobbies and tastes and home life, both no doubt to get to know us better and to make sure we were all generally okay. She tried to have these one on one sessions once a week, and it was generally a 3-5 minute chat during class.

I was a… weird child with a rather morbid taste. Ever since I was 5, my favourite movie was The Mummy. My favourite TV shows? Criminal Minds, Bones and Survivor. Heck, I’d even watch Air Crash investigations if it was on. Now you may be asking what kind of twisted or absentee parents would let their 9 year old watch these shows? The answer is quite simple; they had no idea I was watching any of this. They would send me to bed and say goodnight, and I would sneak back downstairs and hide in a specific spot in the hallway where they couldn’t see me, just so I could watch. It was cramped and uncomfortable, but I was willing to do whatever it took to get my crime show fix.

My favourite show of them all in this time happened to be Bones. For those of you haven’t seen Bones, it’s a crime show, but the hook of the show is that the bodies are so badly decomposed that they need forensic scientists to solve the case. It’s pretty full on, heavily gory and by all accounts, a fantastic show. I still rewatch it!

So when the teacher sits down with me to have a chat on how life was going, little 9 year old me and goes into great detail of the episode I had just watched the night before. And when I say great detail, I was explaining the decomposed body with the body scattered in pieces. The birds or dogs or whatever casually chewing on this bloody, mangled mess that was the victim. The maggots crawling over it, the autopsy procedures and the technique to deflesh bones and what happened to this poor victim that quite frankly, no reasonable 9 year old should understand. My teacher was GREEN, and this look of absolute horror on her face, both at what I’m describing and probably also at the thought of all the angry letters she’d receive from parents if I repeat this to any of the kids in the class. Of course, I understood gore and crime very well, but apparently not social cues, because I did NOT read the room and thought I had done a good job. But I forgot to mention a small detail.

I get home from school that day to find my mum is on the phone with my poor traumatised, panicked teacher, who was recommending therapy and police intervention and more therapy and some form of medication as my mother is sitting there with this look that can only be described as a mix of horror, embarrassment, frustration and a glimmer of amusement.

As it turns out, despite my great, nauseating detail in the story, I had neglected to mention once that I was describing an episode of a show. My poor, gentle, kind and deeply traumatised teacher thought I had witnessed this godawful horrific crime happen in person, or that I found the body or something equally horrid. My mum, who had watched the episode the night before, recognised it and hurriedly assured my teacher that it was an episode of a show and not something that happened to me in real life, before then hurriedly explaining that I should’ve been in bed and must’ve snuck down to watch it. They then interrogated me to figure out how I was watching it, where I was forced to give up my hallway hiding spot, before sending me to bed straight after dinner, with my dad standing guard at the hallway to make sure I couldn’t sneak down for my crime fix (yes, I did try). My poor parents sent me to school the next day with a note for the teacher/principal apologising for the incident and with an explanation that they’re not terrible parents, they just didn’t realise I had been hiding in the hallway to watch, and it wouldn’t happen again.

My parents tried to put a stop to me watching Bones, but my need to get my crime fix eventually wore them down as I kept finding more and more hiding spots (and getting caught), so when I reached high school they finally gave up and let me watch them, as long as I never talked about it in school. I wrote an English report on the show and went into excruciating detail. They just sighed with the level of done that only a parent can reach when they found out.

Tl;dr- kept sneaking down to watch my favourite crime show in secret when I was a kid, told my teacher about an episode in excruciating detail but forgot to mention that it was a TV show, and not only traumatised my poor teacher, but probably scared my parents shitless about having CPS called on them.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/theREALfinger on 2025-07-17 22:10:38+00:00.

I’ve never consumed, ingested, inhaled THC in any form. I saw the seltzer water at the gas station and thought “I bet that’s good“ I like beer enough. Surely this will provide a buzz similar to a beer or two.

So I took a few sips of it waited… Nothing… So I drank the rest of it… Sat down to have some spaghetti. then… “Boy this spaghetti is sitting heavy“… Holy cow… Oh shit…

I ended up making my way to my bed. I laid down and wrapped myself in the covers and stared at my fan. Every time I would feel my mind slipping away, I would look back at the fan and I would point at it. Connecting my eyes, my hands, and my consciousness. One thing that happened repeatedly throughout the evening. I heard a motorcycle come to the intersection at the end of my driveway. Sit there revving loudly and then take off down the road. I don’t think that it was real. For one it’s not typical in my neighborhood and two it was too long lasting and frequent.

At some point, I did manage to fall asleep. I woke up at about 3 AM noticing that I could remain conscious of a sentence. Or a thought long enough to complete it.

I now understand that 60 mg of nano encapsulated THC may be a little much for a first experience. But having had no encounters with this chemical until this, I don’t have a whole lot of interest in trying it again.

TL;DR: I’ve never taken THC and then I drank a 60mg THC Seltzer and I tripped like crazy.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Anniz98 on 2025-07-17 15:40:52+00:00.

R/slash if you are reading this love your videos.

So i (27 F) have a nervous habit of blurting out stuff when things when i get a bit stressed. With that being said.. on with my embarrassment.

I was playing on my xbox when i herd my spouse (27 M) screaming “BABE HELP!!” from the bathroom.

I obviously got up and ran inside and i instantly froze. On the toilet sat my spouse. A fully grown man bleeding out of his ahem special member.

I dont know what came over me.

Maybe shock?

Maybe momentary insanity?

But i just threw my arms out and said

“CONGRATULATIONS! You are now a woman!”

We both sort of got quiet at that outburst and in which I proceeded to apologize profusely and tended to the blood. I knew it wasnt serious. Because we had tried some hard stuff during passionate hugging. But we went to the hospital anyway. its all fine.

But it didint help that i got my period the day after and all i can think about is..

Our periods psynked..

My spouse was not amused by any of it.

TL;DR i told my spouse he got his period when he was bleeding out of his penis.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Dull-Energy-7918 on 2025-07-17 15:25:51+00:00.

For context, I am not good at remembering faces. Especially the faces of people I only went on a date with once. Early in my college career, me and my current boyfriend had a rough patch and were broken up. After a few months of going through the five stages of grief with my friends, they advised me to do what any lonely and sad girl would do; go on tinder.

I do just that and after a string of mixed experiences, I matched with my future boss. He was an odd nervous fellow; mostly the type to ask a string of questions and not add much else. Apparently we had some classes together, hence why he was excited to match with me. But I didn’t really vibe with him. So after the date, I politely told him that I wasn’t entirely interested. He pushed on asking why, and I said I was gonna put a hold on dating for now and focus on myself.

At least that was my original plan. Life happens, and my boyfriend and I reconcile like a week after that last date in a very romantic way. He starts walking me to class again, and then suddenly I get a very long and bitter text from my last date. I didn’t spend too much time reading and promptly deleted the text and blocked him.

Fast forward to the present, the last boss at my company quit. I was offered his position, but I wasn’t quite ready for it. So they put out the position to the wider job market. And wouldn’t you know! My date from years ago applies. He seemed good on paper, having all the credentials and personality to fit the company culture. But then I fucked up. He told me that we knew each other. I should have probably looked deeper into that statement before moving forward with him. But honestly, I just wanted to have the managerial responsibilities off my back.

Unfortunately, I only remember when I found his cell number was on my block list. And now, with him as my boss, he’s making my work life unbearable. He dismisses every advice or statement I make. He gives me impossible deadlines, and recently at our 4th of July party, he had the gall to imply that I missed out for picking the wrong guy to date. Bro, the only mistake I made was giving you the time of day in the first place! Don’t worry, I’ll get HR on your ass soon enough.

TLDR: went on a date with a nerdy guy in college while I was sad from a breakup. I let him down by telling that I was gonna work on myself. Life happens and I get back together with my boyfriend. The nerdy guy sends a bitter text. I forget about him and I unwillingly allow my company to hire him as my boss. Now he’s being an unbearable boss and I have to tell HR to find a new guy.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Candid-Weekend8951 on 2025-07-17 04:08:13+00:00.

My roommate and I have been living together throughout college and she is my best friend. In the first year of living together, there was a situation where I left her measuring cup in the kitchen sink and ran the food disposal without checking if anything was in it. The handle of the measuring cup got bent but not the actual measuring area so I thought it would be ok. My roommate saw the damage and had a surprising, emotional reaction. That was the first time she was ever really mad at me so it made the whole situation very memorable for me. She had her own reasons for her reaction which I don’t blame her for, I apologized, and we are good. 

But… I had done it again with her spoon not too long after that moment and left a small scratch on the metal inner scoop part (I swear after this I haven’t made the same mistake). I was a bit scarred from her reaction and didn’t want her to be upset at me so I did the logical thing and hid my crime (the spoon) in my room.

Fast forward 3 years, we have just graduated college and will soon be going about our separate ways. I just found the spoon again in my room and I don’t know what to do with it. She is very observant so I’m surprised she hadn’t noticed up to this point but im wondering if she might notice now that she is taking her stuff home now and if I should just put it back. I’m not too worried about what kind of reaction I’ll get because I don’t think it will be the same but I think it’s kind of funny that I held on to it after all these years in fear of her getting upset at me.

I thought about continuing to hold on to it and giving it to her as a future gift or something to laugh about in the future. I saw somewhere that you could turn spoons into rings so maybe turn it into a ring and give it to her. Curious if anyone else has any fun suggestions or if I should just put it back. Thanks!

TLDR; accidentally damaged my roommates spoon and got unexpected response. Did it again but hid it and am open to suggestions for how to return it.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Equivalent_Poetry461 on 2025-07-17 03:23:57+00:00.

So he was over today and we were cooking stuff and I usually don’t have people over, so I opened the freezer and he was understandably confused as to why I had so much clothes in my freezer…

I used to have hallucinations of bugs in my clothes periodically so at some point I had just shoved all my clothes in the freezer like dresses and shirts and stuff so that I could freeze the hallucination bugs, and just never took them out. And so I had to awkwardly explain this to him because I didn’t know what else to say 😭😭

I have only been friends with him for not that long so I feel like I seem like a crazy person but I can’t do anything about it now so I’m just laying in bed replaying the moment over and over…

And the clothes r still in the freezer* 💔

TLDR: I had clothes in my freezer from hallucinations, and my friend saw them and I had to explain why

Edit: I kept writing closet instead of freeze WHY

Edit: GUYS IM OKAY the bugs thing was from a while ago I have therapy and meds now for my anxiety and stuff but thank you for concern it’s just awkward to have to explain that part of my life to someone I just know recently 😭😭😭

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Old-Friendship6271 on 2025-07-16 22:30:49+00:00.

So I’m (21M) an intern at a tech company. Today I decided to really focus, so I put on my fancy noise-canceling headphones and cranked up the lofi. About 20 minutes later, I thought I felt someone tap my shoulder but didn’t really register it.

Apparently there was a fire drill scheduled… but nobody told me. Everyone evacuated. I just kept happily coding away, totally oblivious.

Next thing I know, a firefighter in full gear is standing in front of me waving his arms. Everyone was outside watching through the window while he led me out.

I got applauded by my coworkers as “Most Dedicated Employee” but my manager didn’t look amused.

TL;DR: Missed a fire drill because of my headphones, embarrassed myself in front of everyone, might now be known as the office idiot.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/cmonfiend on 2025-07-16 17:43:33+00:00.

I'm fairly new to gardening, most of the flowers and plants I have are stuff my mom brought and helped me plant. I love hibiscus flowers 🌺, and have a couple small ones with buds but no blooms yet. I'd seen a few BIG hibiscus plants around town with beautiful blooms and decided I wanted a BIG one and wanted it to have blooms on it already! So I spent a couple days this past weekend searching around town at different local nurseries and garden sections and finally found one! She's 4 feet tall at least with a handful of big pink juicy flowers!! I love her!!!

So, I took it home and stuck it in a nice big pot with nice gardening soil and it looked soooo cute!

Next morning I take a peek at her and the flowers have closed up??? Hmm. Quick google. Oh okay, apparently closing up at night is part of their life cycle. Cool. I keep reading and find out that it's also the END of that bloom's cycle 😭 Hibiscus flowers only bloom for ONE DAY!!!! It will continue to make new blooms throughout the season, but each individual flower will only last about a day!!! Sure enough by yesterday afternoon the flowers that looked so lively yesterday have dropped off and are laying on the ground.

My plant has a lot of buds so I know I have a lotta flowers to look forward to, but I feel silly having searched so much for a plant that already had blooms considering I hardly got to know them!

Tldr: searched all over town for a hibiscus with blooms only to find out the blooms only last a day!!

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Annual_Major_4366 on 2025-07-16 14:05:13+00:00.

I stayed over at my girlfriend’s place last night and took a shower this morning. I forgot to pack my own stuff, so I grabbed the first bottle of shampoo I saw in the shower caddy. It smelled really nice, kind of minty.

She walked into the bathroom just as I was rinsing and froze.

Her: “Wait. Are you using the white bottle??” Me: “Uh… yeah? Why?” Her: “…That’s not shampoo. That’s her dog’s medicated flea shampoo.”

So now my hair smells like a vet clinic, my scalp feels weirdly tingly, and she will not stop laughing.

Apparently the bottle literally says “FLEA & TICK FORMULA” but I was too busy singing in the shower to notice.

TL;DR: Used my girlfriend’s dog’s flea shampoo thinking it was fancy mint shampoo. Now I’m questioning my life choices.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Visual-Extension-373 on 2025-07-16 13:47:47+00:00.

I started a new job about three months ago. There’s this really friendly coworker, let’s call her Sarah, who always comes over to chat, smiles at me a lot, compliments my shirts. Honestly made work feel less lonely.

Last week she asked if I wanted to grab coffee after work. My dumb brain instantly thought: Oh wow… she’s into me.

So we meet up, and I decide to just… go for it. Midway through our latte I say something like, “You know, I’m really glad you asked me out. I’ve been wanting to get to know you better too.”

She freezes and just… laughs nervously.

Then she goes, “Oh! Um. I just wanted to talk because I thought you seemed lonely at work, and I know how tough it is starting here.”

I wanted to crawl into the floor.

TL;DR: Thought my nice coworker was into me when she invited me to coffee. She just felt sorry for me.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/raydar2018 on 2025-07-16 13:15:17+00:00.

Happened about five minutes and I feel so bad about it!

I recently got back from about two-and-a-half weeks of holiday, and in that time I kinda forgot some of the finer details of some of the things I am used to using a specific way at work. As part of my day-to-day, I went to use the printer in my office and realised it didn't turn on when I pressed the button. I checked and it was plugged in, the power cable was properly connected, the plug was turned on - everything should be working, but isn't. I tried turning it off and on again at the plug, tried switching the outlet - nothing. Naturally, I called it into the IT department, and they sent someone out to fix it today.

It was only about 20 minutes ago, when the technician was on their way to me (they'd called shortly beforehand to make sure they knew where they were going) that I realised something. There is a sign on this printer saying not to turn it off - the sign has been there since before I started, and I have no idea why as turning it off has no negative effect. What I realised, though, was that since it usually isn't turned off properly, the button I use to turn it on is the standby button, not the power button.

I walked over to the printer, found the oft-forgotten power button, and pushed. Lo and behold, it worked. My heart sinks.

Shortly after that I got another call from the technician. They were in the car park and were asking me to confirm which building on the site it was - I clarified, and then revealed my mistake. I apologised profusely, explained what had happened, and even offered a Kinder Bueno by way of apology. They declined my offer, and laughed with me about the mistake, saying they actually lived not far away and were heading home now anyway.

Could've been worse, I suppose, but still. Read so many stories of IT people facing dumb users like this and promised myself I'd never be That Guy. Alas, fate had other plans!

TL;DR: wasted a printer technician's time by reporting a "broken" printer after forgetting the power button exists, like a fool!

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Throw_CD1 on 2025-07-15 23:39:08+00:00.

So hear me out, I'm pretty broke, ever since COVID it's been me and my Remington Colour Cut clippers against the world. Walking into my salon is a dubious choice, but it's not every day you get a free back-and-sides from some random mildly ugly hairy guy's kitchen.

Tonight I learned there's no such thing as a free lunch. Due to inherent lack of skill, let me tell you, tonight's trim was true wet dog ass water. Diabolical from all angles. Feathering didn't work... too short in some areas and long in others... I just wasn't on my game at all. Been going through some shit emotionally. Man, I felt horrible. So horrible I'm using a throwaway. I saw divorce looming with my shitty trim cited on the paperwork.

However, I always leave the fringe / bangs alone for my wife to sort. Into the bathroom they go, and... accidentally fuck it up. Not happy. This is, naturally, upsetting. My wife is sad, henceforth I am sad. I provide comfort, but secretly I am a bit relieved as the blunder has covered for my suckass fuckass cut.

It's not you, my wife reassures, it's me. Like Judas packing that holy heat, I feel like I have dodged a divine bullet.

I won't learn from this. The only karma is I will no doubt be fucking my own shit up in like a months' time.

TL;DR Don't risk destroying your marriage, take your lady love to a real barber and not a fat Brit with clippers and hope.

I don't have pics, get your own wives.