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My married name is Grant. My husband seriously thought Ulyssia Sue Grant would be a great girl's name. (He's not related to Ulysses S Grant.) I gave it a hard veto 🤣

My cousin's name is Nichole and her husband's name is Michael. They named their son Michleson. **Michael and Nichole's son** He's an adult now and he goes by Mick.

I know someone who's daughter is named Sunshine. She goes by Sunny. It's kind of cute. I know someone else who's name is Rachel Sunshine. Her parents were hippies though. Her sister's middle name is Rainbow.

To many of these posts are second hand.

Not a "don't try this at home" but still very stupid and painful. It was a nice spring break morning back when I was in 3rd grade, I got up and went to the kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal. In my oh so clever kid mind, I got a stepstool and grabbed the cereal, and I decided that I didn't want to get off the stepstool and reposition it over to the cupboard, so I tried sliding it towards the cupboard, and I lost my balance. I fell onto the tiled floor very hard, and my screaming and crying awoke my parents.

I did not learn or hear about 9/11 until the 8th grade(note, I'm a American living in America)

Half of this video is weoponised incompetence or someone being a petty sod

Super Nintendo forever!

The audiology story hit me. i have significant hearing loss in my right ear since abt 18 or 19 and tinnitus in that ear for years. I found out it could be caused by a tumor so i was panicky for a while. The tumor causes balance/coordination issues but i've always had balance/coordination issues due to a birth injury. Audiology tested me last year and it turns out my cochlear bone was damaged due to repeat severe ear infections and colds.

I've only had to use/send my actual degree to one job. Most other places don't care.

Countries like...Guam. Ummmm, that's the United States buddy......

"Peaked in high school" looks like a pretty dumb term/insult to me, if you had fun time in school it means that you’ll be a failure in life?

For me it was a culmination of events with the final straw being the loss of my dog. I had a lot of life changes going. Just bought a house, promoted to team lead at work, couple of employees stirring up drama, wife isn't there for me on an emotional level, sister diagnosed with terminal cancer and money was really tight. We bought two mixed breed pups, brother and sister, for the first few weeks they were fine. Then my wife and I both got hit with a ton of overtime including Saturdays. so we have to be away 13 hours a day instead of the usual 9. We both worked same shift for the same company so no way around it. The pups began yipping and howling in loneliness while we were at work. Most of the neighbors were cool about it but one in particular decided it was a huge problem. They kept leaving notes on our door and called the cops. Never knew who the neighbor was so couldn't talk to them. Eventually the sheriff gives us an ultimatum, quiet the dogs or face a big fine. The female dog was doing most of the howling so we gave her to a friend. It just made things worse not that the male dog was alone. Get another visit from the sheriff and I have to solve the problem by that evening. I ask my dad if he can take the dog and get it past the puppy howling stage. He says he can't, the only thing he can do is take the dog to the local animal shelter. I went to work and felt numb all day. On the way home I start to lose it. My wife barely acknowledges that I'm distressed. I get home and walk in the house. No dog, can't bring the dog back and I have to sort through the house to gather up dog toys and other doggy items. I just lost it, don't think I cried that hard since I was a kid. Some anger too. Wife not doing a thing and she's sitting there petting her cat acting like it's just another normal evening. I didn't go to work the next day, I needed a moment away from the insanity.

13:25 this kind of makes a tiny bit of sense if you consider gendered languages like German I know in German, the word for fork uses feminine endings/articles and the word for spoon uses masculine endings/articles

Morocco vs portgoul FT:1-0🙂🥲

The other day I was in the drive thru at McDonald's and a lady was being handcuffed by police in the back of the parking lot facing a hotel. I tell the guy at the window. There is a lady being arrested and he responds someone is always being arrested over there

There are many but most of them are KIA.

The mechanic taking a customer’s car to the drag strip is beyond belief

I had trouble swimming during lessons. And while in my lessons my brother pulled down my trunk. In 5 seconds swimming skills improved like magic.

Years ago, I saw a young African-American man driving a Cadillac about 20 MPH with one tire flat (behind Cincinnati's Music Hall, near the District 1 Police HQ). The aftermarket rims were the most expensive gold-spoke wheels available at the time (probably early 1990s, probably $1,200 each). I yelled out my car window "Do you need help putting on your spare tire? I'll help you!". He replied, "I don't got a spare!"

I thought it was gonna be the sad background music for this one..😢💔

Always remember Hilary refused to react to Pulse Shooting cause it was a muslim shooter for several days. Trump was the only one that spoke out on behalf of the victims and was attacked for it.

12:26 This hit me hard. I had a four-month-old-ish baby cockatiel (small parrot) for two weeks after bonding with her for several weeks prior while the store got her ready to go home. I'd just gotten her really used to me and was training her. Then one morning I find her super lethargic, unable to grab anything, and just acting very odd, with some weird stuff splattered literally all over her feathers. I freaked out and took her to the vet immediately. She passed from a sudden, unforseen infection later that day. I was sobbing while at work (although thankfully I worked remotely so no one really knew). After she was gone, while holding her limp body and still sobbing, I told my manager that I was a wreck but that I'd keep working, if he could be a little more understanding if I seemed slower / not with it. He was, because he and I both knew that taking time off would not do me any good and the best thing he could do was to provide me something to hold on to. Two days after that, while I was still reeling from the death of my bird, I got a call from HR. Without my manager's knowledge or approval, they'd decided to terminate me. I called my manager, knowing I could be locked out of the system at any moment, in an absolute pissed-off / sad rambling state. The store where I got my bird was horrified and just as traumatized as I was, since it is a very small one. They offered to replace the bird, because I told them I just wanted to give a critter a good home and a good life, which was what I was planning to do if she hadn't passed so quickly. The first baby they showed me immediately crawled on to my shoulder, exactly where my little one used to perch, and started nibbling at me for scritches. I started sobbing in the store. I have had this new bird home for a little over two weeks and am hoping I can have a long, good life so I can fulfill the promise I made to my dead bird: That I would look after any of her flock mates who wanted to come home with me. Sorry for the long comment. I still get choked up thinking about it.

A different POV: I lost a friend some years back. She was a beloved figure amongst our circle as well, so there's a lot of people turned up at her funeral. During the "pass her item" progress [I don't know what's it called oversea], she willed a few items to me. One of them being a prop that I hand made for her years back when we cosplayed the same series together. I couldn't remember much coz I was really numb with handling called/informing ppl about her death. Another friend later told me that the face I made when I was handed the props was the most heartbreaking she ever saw me.

Ive got a chronic degenerative illness, and the amount of times I have heard nurses whispering about me..faking my pain..faking seizures and more.. it breaks my heart. I had promised myself not to return to ER or any hospital...unless I was unconscious or in excruciating , more than 6 hours pain...still..during those awful moments..theres always one nurse or doctor that swears Im just depressed or anxious....There have been moments I wished they felt what I was feeling at that moment for 5 minutes...so they never forget..but , tbh....I wont wish any of these symptoms to anybody...

My cat died almost a year ago I didn't really know why for a while but I realized a week ago that he probably got bladder crystals that stopped him from going to the bathroom and I found him dead in his litter box, apparently it can kill them very quickly

i have spent more time than I'd like to admit waiting for stop signs to turn green

Not exactly a prank but my sister had this teddy bear that she loved and slept with every night, and young teenage me thought she was being an asshole (tbf she was only a few years younger than me, not like a little kid) so I took it and hid it between her mattress and the wooden part of the bed under it. There was a point where she was crying and I felt so bad but I wasn’t going to say anything because then it was a big deal and I would have gotten in trouble for hiding it. Eventually I “helped her look for it” by moving her mattress around to see if it had dropped down between the mattress and the headboard, where I proceeded to pretend to find it and give it back to her. The worst part is that she thought that she actually lost it and that it was her fault the entire time. I still feel kinda bad for it to this day.

Well, when I saw the videos of the protest on the news about George Floyd.

I feel so bad for the foreign folk that decide to visit Florida..! That state is basically an Eldritch being! 😅

Reverse culture shock going back over 20 years ESL teacher in Asia. 1) Carded buying booze. 2) Talking to children ...kid asked me about my jacket with Chinese characters ...As I explained , Mom gave me bad vibes ....Asia totally cool to talk to kids...States you are automatically assumed a pedophile ....ESL teachers are around kids all the time , trying to get them to talk. 3) Nobody cares about your travel stories except the old WW2 vet who was THRILLED I knew about the " Akutan Zero" about then bartender cut me off first time in my life. Asia , you got money ? You can drink til you broke.....sad...all generations kept apart. No sharing ,no fellowship ....

Who pretends to have cancer, dies for a year, and then come back and call that a joke? Legit psychopathic behavior

I’m 4 years too late but I really REALLY hate spaghetti. I’m still iffy on even anything with any sauce that resembles spaghetti. Once as a kid halfway through our spaghetti dinner.. we found a cockroach in the spaghetti. Makes me gag just thinking about it now

When my two best friends ditched me at Grad Night the second time. The first time? Okay, they’re messing with me. The looks on their faces after I found them the second time was all I needed to know that I didn’t mean a thing to them. They just used me and my dad because he’d take us fishing and to do other fun things and all the meals mom cooked for us. This was supposed to be an awesome night. Instead I felt like a loser. I still do sometimes.

Despicable me 4

When Danien Sandow failed his cash-in on John Cena.

my little sisters death from cancer at age 42, in 2014. the time between diagnosis and death was so short i didn't get to hug her goodbye. it still wrecks me a decade later

Quite often you're completely unaware of what medical conditions you have. Traumas, psychological disorders, etc. that you can't just go to a doctor and say "I HAVE *insert condition*. Kinda like how it took me till adulthood to realize I had been abused (Again, I didn't even realize that was abuse) most of my life which was why I was having panic attacks and have high functioning anxiety. I thought that my conditions were my heart giving out or something. It was really disillusioning to get all that. I live with my anxiety and take no medications for it and I have a good enough life for myself.

2009, best friend passed from complications from an operation and muscular dystrophy. It was during the massive dust storm. I was supposed to see him next week.

When I found out that my Aunt who I loved so much had died. That day will forever haunt me and I cry from just thinking about how much I miss her.

Not me but my father (Canadian). My father worked at the airport in a town up in northern Quebec (Not that north). He would handle baggages and some other things. That day, his colleague and him were doing their things and talking with two Americans that had came to visit. The TV was always on in the like waiting areas to board and they all saw the broadcasts. The two Americans, obviously, were absolutely horrified and so was my father and his colleague. My father immediately called my mother who also worked at the airport but was on maternity leave and told her to turn on the television. Both of my parents saw the live footage of the second plane. A little bit after, my father and all of his colleagues were told to lock down the airport, make everyone leave as fast as possible, write a note on the front doors saying the airport was closed, and even had to check a plane that had just arrived a bit after the attacks for bombs. Was not an easy work day for him.

Coming home to my mom dead on the couch from a heart aneurysm. That fucked me up

In 6 days, it’ll be the first anniversary of my dad’s death. He died under my watch and care (an in-home hospice situation in which I was his main caregiver) - But 6 months prior to that, my oldest brother passed away - and the *sheer bellow of unimaginable emotional pain* my father let out in that moment will haunt me forever… and it marks the moment that led to his own rapid decline and death. And now a year after dad’s death… I have been diagnosed with Stage 4 endometrial cancer (metastatic)…

My grandmother passed away unexpectedly mere days into 2022. My family had recently adopted a bunny from a rescue (who my sister named Truffle, cute fella, though he hates pets) I received a message from an uncle saying that a relative was in the hospital. I initially thought it was his wife (one of my aunts) who was in the hospital (she has a number of health problems) Things escalated the very next day when my mom came into my room very upset. She told me that my grandma, who I was very close with as well as a great mentor to me, had passed on last night. Adding to the strife was the fact that most of my family, myself included, had gotten Covid. I later found out that my grandma had been taken to a hospital with pneumonia symptoms (possibly linked to Covid) Less than 12 hours later, she was gone. Because I was sick myself, it took a minute for news of her death to register in my brain. Once it did, my world collapsed. If you’ve ever seen Revenge of the Sith, specifically Order 66, that soundtrack played in my head for days. The funeral was a few weeks later. My grandma had been cremated according to her wishes. Then came the difficult process of sorting everything out. My dad made the decision to continue crocheting things for her by using the yarn she’d stockpiled. There was so much, that he’s not even close to being done with it, even though it’s been just over two years since she died. I got her buttermilk pancake recipe (which I view as sacred, and treat it as such) I also have a few pictures of her in my apartment. I’d hoped my grandmother would live long enough to see me living in a place of my own, which is what made her untimely death even worse for me. As time has gone by, I’ve come to realize that countless cooking lessons, gardening advice, a unique sense of humor, her cheery attitude, and so much more, died with her. Another tragic aspect of this is the fact that she and my grandpa were married for about 50 years. My grandfather is doing better these days, but holidays just aren’t the same anymore. They say that time heals all wounds. That’s not true at all. The mental scars stay around a lot longer than physical scars do. Life goes on, but it’s not an easy task for someone like me. My grandmother helped me become the person I am today. With her gone, a huge part of my life, my childhood, has left, never to return.

I have a fetish for women peeing and farting so although I feel sympathy for the ladies I also drool over some of their stories

My little cat didn't come home. I found her up against the K rail in the morning. It was quick from the look of it.

Before taking a joob somewhere, ask around what the turnover rate is, the higher the bigger the chance of terrible work envioment.

The fact that my long term boyfriend does not care about me or anything else.

Through Heavenly Father’s Plan of Salvation, we will all see our loved ones again.

when my grandmother died, she was my dad's mom, she had been sick & she collapsed in my dad's arms, he called 911 & performed cpr, (they were the only ones there), he left a note for us to met him at the hospital, when we got there they ushered us in a private room & told us she was gone. That was the ONLY time I very saw him cry. He & his mom were close, they would watch wheel of fortune & antiques road show together.