Today I Fucked Up

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Geodrewcifer on 2025-11-10 05:05:30+00:00.

So my mom (59) had arranged to drop off some stuff at my older (30) sister’s house along with my little sister (16) who was going to stay with her for the weekend. We were going to drop her off and a few of my older sister’s things, then move a cabinet out she didn’t want anymore. I guess it wasn’t mentioned that I (23M) was tagging along to help with the heavy lifting.

My mom texted my older sister and said we were an hour away and she texted a thumbs up back. When we got there my mom sent me to go get the cabinet out. I knocked on the door but no one answered and I heard a lot of excited shouting. I should have checked for a doorbell but my family has never had a working doorbell growing up so I didn’t really think about it.

I simply checked to see if the door was unlocked. It was, and I walked in. My older sister, her wife, and about 8 of her friends were in the middle of a smash bros tournament.

I had never been to her place before and there was a really cute dog (Samoyed) in the living room so I said “oh puppy” which startled everyone.

My sister turned around and everyone immediately started yelling at me and said how creepy it was to just walk in. I just kept apologizing and said “I thought you knew we were coming”

AFAIK my older sister and I had a pretty good relationship up until now. We played video games together and talked about shows we both watched. If something funny happened I’d text her about it.

It’s been almost 10 hours. My older sister has blocked my number and removed me on Facebook. She’s told my mom that she’ll have no contact with me going forward. I know there obviously must be something else going on but I really wish I’d have thought to ring the doorbell.

TL;DR— My mom and I went to go help move some stuff in and out of my older sister’s house. My mom texted her our ETA and when we got there I knocked but it seemed like they were busy so instead of ringing the doorbell I let myself in, interrupting her smash tournament and freaking her and her guests out.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Chance-Yak-8852 on 2025-11-10 04:59:08+00:00.

My girlfriend loves thunderstorms, so when one rolled in last night, I thought it’d be cute to surprise her by dancing in the rain. We were on her apartment balcony, sipping wine, and I said, “Let’s make a movie moment.”

So I ran out barefoot into the parking lot, dramatically spinning around like an idiot. She laughed and came down to join me. Everything was going great until I slipped on the soaked pavement and landed flat on my back, perfectly knocking the wind out of myself.

She ran over, panicking, while I just laid there, soaked, wheezing like a dying seal. Then, because of the thunder, one of the car alarms went off, mine. So now I’m on the ground, drenched, gasping for air, while a Honda Civic screams into the night.

I’ve never felt less romantic in my life.

TL;DR: Tried to have a “Notebook” moment, ended up with a concussion and a bruised ego.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/abmbuli on 2025-11-09 23:12:55+00:00.

I bought used Astro A40 headphones from a friend and they worked perfectly fine for a couple of months. Then all of a sudden I could not get my microphone to work. I tried everything I could think of, first thinking Discord was bugged but then I noticed it didn't work when I tried to play with friends either. Each time I wanted to spend time with my online friends I had to use discord on my phone. Which was very inconvenient and frustrating since I couldn't play anything that involved me speaking in-game and it overheated my phone almost every time since I also share data from my phone to the computer. And each time I tried all the settings just begging it would work this time. I figured I had somehow broken the microphone and got very close to just buying a new headset but had to give up the thought with my very limited budget.

Well tonight I was watching an intense game of poker and turning the lump in the cord in my hands when I felt something give. Having previously inspected the lump without noticing any switches or buttons I immediately panicked thinking I had broken the headphones further. But upon closer inspection I noticed that the whole top part of the lump is a switch that can be slid back and forth. The rush of relief I got from realizing I had just unmuted the mic was very intense. So thank fuck for Alan Keating and his insane way of playing poker.

TL;DR: Bought used headphones without realising I had accidentally muted the microphone at some point.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/averkiii on 2025-11-10 01:49:15+00:00.

My tonsils were removed just over a week ago. The recovery has been everything I was warned about: painful, unable to eat anything, and you should take painkillers. I took this seriously, because if you're unlucky, the complications can be nasty.

When it comes to physical pain, painkillers are always my last resort. I only know a few people who pop them like candy. However, I was given a prescription for something much stronger than what I'd used before. I found some "familiar and safe" strong ibuprofen and paracetamol at home, which I thought I'd finish those first.

When the pain got worse, I took some of the over-the-counter drugs which can be found at the pharmacy about every four hours. I assumed it was fine since they're weaker than prescription doses. Apparently, 6 grams of paracetamol a day for several days is double the recommended limit.

I know what you're thinking: "you're an IDIOT, read the instructions! This is surely common knowledge, and if not, Google is your friend." Thanks to my boyfriend, who asked what I was taking and how much. He (and Google) told me to call the poison center, they immediately told me to get to the ER. Blood tests, gastric protection meds, and an antidote for paracetamol was started. Meanwhile, my throat was still bleeding from surgery, which everyone kind of forgot in this hassle.

A big thank you to the ER staff for their wonderful service and for reassuring me that I'm not an idiot, even though this happened. Accidental overdoses of painkillers are actually really common, and the symptoms can appear with a delay. I admit that my brain isn't working at full capacity due to a lack of nutrition and sleep, so my whole body was about to suffer because of my stupidity.

Thankfully my liver and blood tests came back okay, but the doctor said I was lucky I came in when I did. That amount is not far from serious liver damage, which in the worst case can be fatal.

I had no idea before, but now I know, and I hope that someone else will learn from my mistake: ALWAYS read the instructions on medications, and IF you make a mistake, don't be afraid to ask for help. It's easy to accidentally take too much of anything, even if your intentions are good, water, vitamins, and minerals, but especially medications.

TL;DR: Had my tonsils removed, took way too much paracetamol without realizing it, ended up in the ER but survived. Read your medication labels because it can literally save your life.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/IdeaWeary7348 on 2025-11-09 16:09:56+00:00.

I've always been a public speaker, ever since I was a kid. I practically lived on the stage, Hosting, presenting, bla bla - you get the gist of it. This one time, I was asked very impromptly, the night before the event, to give a speech at my school. Obviously, me being me i took the offer and decided to wake up and write the speech the next morning because I have blind optimism and overconfidence.

As I was revising my speech backstage off a sheet of paper. Which by the way, was handwritten because my dumbass wrote it down instead of typing it and printing it like a normal person. And my handwriting is huge, so even like a 100 words could easily fill up almost 3/4th of an A4 paper. A teacher saw how long my script was, and I could tell from my peripheral vision, she was mortified. She came up to me and she goes "You should really shorten it a little" LIKE 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE SPEECH.

Now the number one rule before giving a speech is that you need AT LEAST 30 MINUTES of peace and quiet. Her remark made me completely lose my train of thought. I tried to recall everything and I was able to do it. But as they were announcing my name I realised - I didn't revise how to properly introduce myself. But it was too late

I stand infront of at least 500 people, and with the utmost confidence, I utter the words. "Hello everyone, good morning! My name is good morning" I hear some laughter but it was alright, I laughed and continued on with my speech.

Later that day, my crush at school also came up to and called me good morning, and that's just my name in school now, the teachers caught onto it too. My groupchat with my friends has a sticker of my face as the sun from teletubbies😭

The plus point is - at least my crush spoke to me

TL;DR: One night my school asked me to give a speech last minute, and of course I said yes because I’m overconfident like that. I handwrote it the next morning (terrible idea), and my giant handwriting made it look like a novel. Five minutes before going on, a teacher saw it, panicked, and told me to shorten it - brain officially as useful as a roasted peanut. So I walk up there, smile at 500 people, and proudly say, “Good morning everyone, my name is good morning.”

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/PHlLOSOPHlCAL on 2025-11-09 00:37:56+00:00.

I (21/M) live mostly alone, though every now and again my mother stays at this appartment. For whatever reason, there are 4 toothbrushes in the cabinet, and for whatever reason, I couldn't remember whiich is mine. There was a blue one, a green one, and two teal ones. I had a teal one that I took from my boyfriend's place bc after I slept at his I had a dentist appointment, but there were two teal ones, so obviously that didn't help. Somehow I just kinda woke up one day and had 0 recollection which toothbrush was mine! So I was forced to play toothbrush roulette, but I kept forgetting which one I used. I swear I didn't get hit over the head or anything, tho I am on new medication that has memory issues as their side effect - I was stuck in tooth brush purgatory. I couldn't just ask people which one they thought my brush was, and somehow all of them kind of looked used. The only recollection of a toothbrush I had was my bambus-wood-toothbrush, but I knew I had replaced that one with a pack of new ones. I knew I had a toothbrush, but I couldn't figure out which one was mine.

Today, my mom slept over, and I finally just now built up the courage to ask.

My mom uses an electrical toothbrush.

All four are mine.

....

I'm such an idiot.

TL;DR: I forgot which one was my toothbrush, tortured myself mentally for it for a month, turns out their all my toothbrush.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Away_Present_4218 on 2025-11-08 13:21:18+00:00.

Yesterday and today, multiple friends of mine had some bad news.

Friend #1 just heard her sister in law has terminal brain cancer. So i had been listening to her and consoling her all afternoon yesterday.

Friend #2 just heard her ivf proces isn't going as well as they hoped, making chances of pregnancy slim. So offcourse, I've been trying to be there for her as well.

Friend #3 just called today. He just lost his father, so offcourse, I álso wanted to be there for him. But instead of saying "Sorry for your loss. How terrible!", i actually said "Sorry for your loss. How annoying!".

ANNOYING??? I ACTUALLY SAID ANNOYING???? O MY GOD I DID NOT MEAN THAT. I didnt even think it! I backtracked, said i didnt mean it, said i meant to say terrible. He took it well. He just continued his story and i listened without making any more dumb mistakes. But 2 hours later, i am still CRINGING at myself.

"Oh geez so annoying that your dad just died on you." Like, c'mon. Just strike me down right now, thanks.

Tl;dr: i mispoke, and called someone's passing 'annoying' like a frikkin' sociopath.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Major-Cherry4679 on 2025-11-07 10:37:48+00:00.

Well I’m writing this past 4 am because I’m so annoyed with myself and can’t sleep. I went out with a small group of friends for a good friends birthday today. We started with around 12 people and dwindled down to 6 at the last bar, and then 3 at the very end (me, the good friend, and a girl that was in the group who I wasn’t super familiar with). Me and the good friend were invited by the girl to go back to her place afterwards and indulge in a certain substance so we took her up on it. Keep in mind I have no previous knowledge that good friend and the girl have any kind of relationship at all at this point

All of us were getting pretty tired but we were periodically hitting it and talking so I was just enjoying the vibes. It wasn’t until about an hour and a half of what I figured was a good hangout that my friend says something along the lines of “well, it’s time for bed,” says he has to go to the bathroom, and goes inside. My first thought, of course, is “well I’ll wait for him so I can walk him home”. And then after going to the bathroom the two of them walk with me to the door and say good night. I couldn’t tell exactly if they were just super tired or visibly annoyed but either way it was clear that I was quickly being ushered out, which is when the “oh shit” moment happened and I put the pieces together.

You’re telling me I didn’t pick up on any cues after almost TWO HOURS? Right after I left I texted and apologized and told him to just ask me to leave if god forbid something that happens again but Jesus Christ I feel dull. Like yeah looking back on it no shit I overstayed my welcome. I’m not usually someone who struggles to pick up on social cues, and I especially don’t want to become one of those people.

TL;DR- Went and chilled with a good friend and one of his girl-friends at her place after a birthday night out. Didn’t realize that I was third wheeling until I waited to walk him home and he didn’t leave with me. Worst homie ever 🤦‍♂️

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Temporary-Hunter8337 on 2025-11-07 12:45:31+00:00.

So my girlfriend Leah has this cat named Potato. He's a huge orange tabby, like 18 pounds, super chill. I've been dating Leah for about five months and Potato tolerates me but doesn't really like me. He'll sit on her lap but if I try to pet him he just leaves.

Sunday I'm at her apartment in Portland and she's in the shower. Potato's sitting on the back of the couch doing that slow blink thing cats do. I read somewhere that if you slow blink back at cats it's like saying "I love you" in cat language and they'll trust you.

So I'm sitting there slow blinking at this cat. Really committing to it. Holding eye contact, slow dramatic blinks, the whole thing.

Leah comes out of the bathroom in a towel. Sees me intensely staring at her cat, blinking in slow motion. Just. Dead silent. Blinking.

She goes "...what are you doing?"

I panic and say "We're communicating."

She starts laughing so hard she has to sit down. Asks how long I've been doing this. I don't know maybe like five minutes? Felt longer honestly.

Potato jumped off the couch and left the room. Didn't work at all.

But wait, it gets worse.

Later that night we're at dinner with her friends. I don't know these people well, met them maybe twice. Leah tells them the story. They think it's hilarious. One of her friends Maya goes "honestly that's really sweet though, my boyfriend won't even try with my dog."

I'm feeling defensive at this point so I say "I've been doing a lot of research actually. Like did you know cats have a third eyelid?"

Leah looks at me. "Have you been googling cat facts to bond with Potato?"

I have absolutely been googling cat facts to bond with Potato.

Her friends are dying. One guy almost spits out his drink. Maya goes "please tell us more" and she's not even being mean, she's genuinely delighted.

So now Leah's entire friend group knows I've been studying cat behavior like I'm preparing for an exam. She updated her group chat and apparently I'm now "Cat Facts Boyfriend."

This morning Leah texted me an article about cat psychology with the message "for your research."

Potato still doesn't like me.

TL;DR: Tried to bond with girlfriend's cat using slow blink technique, got caught having an intense staring contest with a cat, admitted I've been studying cat facts, now I'm a meme in her friend group.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/I_-AM-ARNAV on 2025-11-07 10:38:44+00:00.

So, I was just trying to “fix” my mosquito killer bat today. Nothing new. I’ve been tinkering with high-voltage, low voltage, literally any electronics stuff for about 10 years. Usually goes fine.

This time, the battery on the bat had gotten weak. It couldn’t kill mosquitoes properly anymore. I figured I’d upgrade it by replacing the old low-capacity lead-acid battery with a Li-ion cell + TP4056 charging module (basically a modern rechargeable setup).

Everything was going great. I opened the casing, removed the screws… and yeah, I was doing all this with the bat resting on my lap (rookie mistake #1).

Now, for context: Mosquito bats have a high-voltage capacitor that stores charge from a step-up circuit (the part that zaps the mosquito when it touches the grid). Even when the bat is “off,” that capacitor can still hold a deadly amount of charge. hundreds of volts!

To be safe (or so I thought), I decided to discharge it manually. I grabbed a metal screwdriver and touched the mesh. Except I didn’t actually hit the terminals. Instead, I accidentally shorted the high-voltage mesh (the positive/“live” layer) while the outer mesh (the grounded layer) was resting on my thigh.

Instantly. ZAP! A full jolt shot from my thigh up to my right middle finger. Not a tiny static shock — a real, sustained shock. Turns out, the power switch was stuck in the “on” position, so it kept discharging until I dropped the bat.

It was over in a second, but wow… that hurt. Lesson learned: Recheck things.

I’m fine now, and I kinda find this funny.

TL;DR:Was going to upgrade batteries on a mosquito bat, but fucked up while discharging the high voltage capacitor.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Dependent_Board_378 on 2025-11-07 08:15:21+00:00.

Last night was supposed to be a chill college night. Wings, a few drinks, then back to the dorms. On the walk home my friend vanished. One second she was beside me, the next she wasn’t. I did a few fast laps around campus like a confused Roomba and kept moving until I spotted her: fully asleep inside a landscaping bush. Hair full of leaves. Out cold. I pulled her out, cleaned her up the best I could, and got us home like this was a normal Tuesday.

This morning we realized her keys were missing. I went back at sunrise and checked the same bush. The keys were dangling on a branch like a sad ornament. I grabbed them, went to class, and pretended none of it ever happened.

Lesson learned: stop after the second pitcher, and avoid bushes as sleeping arrangements.

TL;DR: Night out, lost my friend, found her asleep in a campus bush, went back at dawn and her keys were still hanging in the same bush.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/WhatsATrouserSnake on 2025-11-07 05:49:15+00:00.

So this Halloween I decided to go all in.

I had my pirate costume tailored, loaded up with every accessory imaginable - compass, locker key, pirate medallion, stacks of fake gold jewelry, even a hat with a built-in wig. I looked like I’d just stepped off the Black Pearl.

The only shortcut I took was the boots. Couldn’t find decent ones locally, so I ordered a pair online for about $40. They looked amazing… until about twelve hours later.

I was having such a blast that I didn’t notice a thing - dancing, drinking, staggering through a few bars, then on to an after-party. But when I finally kicked those boots off… both my big toes were swollen like grapes. By the next morning, the nails had gone black and started throbbing like they were trying to signal for help.

Fast forward a week: I clipped them short, pressed down to relieve the pressure, got a lovely stream of bloody fluid, and today both nails finally came off completely. Painless, but now my toes look like they’ve been on a shipwreck.

So yeah - the costume was worth it, the pictures were fire, but the price was two toenails.

TL;DR: Went all out on a pirate costume except for the $40 boots. Twelve hours of partying later, my toenails mutinied and jumped ship.

(Gross toe pics in comments - you’ve been warned.)

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/CuriousCranberry11 on 2025-11-06 17:16:49+00:00.

Just as the title says. I (F25) did not push in the push lock on the bathroom door at work all the way, and someone accidentally walked in on me while I was hunched over the toilet taking a number two. I froze. We just stared at each other in total shock before she slowly backed out of the room and closed the door. I was so embarrassed I couldn’t even say anything. The worst part is that it’s a large, single-stall bathroom with the toilet all the way across from the door, so she got the full, horrifying view of me mid-poop. I wanted to disappear into thin air. And to make things even worse—it was someone who also works there, so now I have to see her again at some point. 😬

TL;DR: I didn’t properly lock the bathroom door at work and got walked in on taking a number 2…

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Miserable-Bit-811 on 2025-11-06 06:51:45+00:00.

TIFU — by accidentally triggering the bidet on my friend’s toilet.

I, 26F was hanging out at a friend’s house when I went to use the restroom. It was my first time at her home and I noticed she had a bidet. I have never used one before so decided it wasn’t the right time to try now. I felt much too shy to try it without the privacy of being in my own home.

I sat down and did my business and once I was done I got up.

Simple, right?

The only issue was that my fatass thigh triggered it somehow and it started blasting. I never have imagined a bidet with the force of this bidet. It felt like the scene in Cat in a Hat when they open the door and got launched by the stream of liquid.

So there I am, in my friend’s restroom with my pants around my ankles putting my hands out trying to block the powerful jet of water shooting out from the toilet. It truly felt like something out of a movie. All it needed was the orchestra music and it would’ve been the stuff of legends.

I had to force myself closer to reach the bidet, I felt like I was battling a water bender trying to close the gap between my dignity and a toilet assblaster 3000.

It was the bidet of all bidets. The final boss.

It took me maybe five seconds to figure out how to shut it off.

But atlas—I did it. I defeated the bidet. But I was not unscathed. I was soaked. The room was soaked.

It sprayed me, it sprayed the walls, the floors—what felt like an eternity was only realistically about 20 seconds.

20 seconds of pure—unadulterated horror and humiliation that has forever changed the way I view bidets.

What was once just a curiosity has now converted into a deep-seated horror.

An upside down shower was what that was—and what that was, was terrifying.

After taking an awkward amount of time in the bathroom cleaning up, I went to face my friend, completely soaked.

I explained what happened.

…She replied, “I forgot to warn you about the bidet.”

TL;DR

I fucked up by accidentally turning on a bidet in my friends restroom and soaked myself and her entire bathroom.

Edit:

TIFU by using double-hyphens in a TIFU post and got accused of being AI.

Edit:

I took a screenshot in google doc with the AI detection extension that I got. It shows 100% written by a human. Ya'll are just mean. lol

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Training_Station_597 on 2025-11-06 13:06:31+00:00.

this happened two days ago, not today, but I'm still dealing with the fallout.

So I've been trying to get into sourdough baking since like August. Live in this older apartment building in Milwaukee, smallish place, maybe 15 units. I had this starter going that I named Gerald because I'm annoying like that. Was feeding it every day, it was doing great, smelled like tangy yogurt or whatever it's supposed to smell like.

Last week I had to go to Madison for work. Three day trip. I figured Gerald would be fine, people leave their starters all the time. Put him in the fridge before I left on Sunday.

Got back Wednesday afternoon and my apartment smelled weird. Not like bad weird, just like really strong fermentation smell. Opened the fridge and Gerald had like exploded out of the container. There was this crusty overflow all over the shelf and it smelled super vinegary and intense.

I cleaned it up, opened some windows, whatever. Didn't think much of it besides being annoyed I had to start over.

That night around 9pm I'm watching TV and I hear someone pounding on my door. It's my neighbor Ross from downstairs absolutely freaking out saying there's a gas leak. Says the whole stairwell smells like chemicals and he's calling 911.

Before I can explain anything there's fire trucks outside. Full evacuation. Everyone standing on the sidewalk in their pajamas while firefighters go through the building with meters trying to find the leak.

Turns out the smell from my starter had gone into the vents and spread through the whole building. The vinegar fermentation smell was strong enough that multiple people thought it was a gas leak or chemical spill.

Fire chief comes out and asks if anyone has any "fermenting substances" in their unit. I had to admit in front of like 30 neighbors that I'd accidentally fumigated the building with sourdough starter fumes.

Got lectured about food storage. My landlord is pissed because the fire department visit goes on the building record. Ross won't talk to me. The lady in 3B keeps making passive aggressive comments about "some people" being irresponsible whenever she sees me.

I threw Gerald away. RIP buddy, you went out with a bang.

TL;DR: Left my sourdough starter in the fridge during a work trip, it over-fermented and the smell spread through my apartment building's vents, neighbors thought it was a gas leak, fire department evacuated everyone, now I'm the asshole who cried wolf on a building emergency because of bread yeast.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/bus_error on 2025-11-06 11:35:07+00:00.

I make "pour-over" coffee. Today I discovered that if I do all this:

• place water in the electric kettle
• get distracted by cat #1
• fail to press start
• position the pour-over device (looks like a funnel) over the cup
• insert the liner
• grind the beans and place the result into the pour-over device
• get distracted by cat #2
• come back and pour the water
• sit down with Reddit and my cup of alleged coffee

. . . I discovered that the sort-of-light-brownish liquid tastes like . . . like something that you would not want to drink.

Clues that I missed:

• wrong color
• no sound from the electric kettle
• no "mmm, smell the coffee" floating around the kitchen air

I think I need some coffee. Can you come over and press Start for me?

TLDR: forgot to press start on electric kettle. Pour-over coffee sort of worked, tasted poorly.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/daydaze024 on 2025-11-06 10:06:36+00:00.

22F here, growing up my dad ran the house like a boot camp (he retired from the military when I was 6 and started living with us from then on). I'm not sure if it's because I once had a life without him around, but I could never get used to his presence or rules. He's made a monarch of himself in this household, a literal king. There is no backtalk or opinions, no nothing. I'd try to say literally anything and he’d lose it. Something common he sensed when he sees the slightest disapproval on my face was "You don't put food on the table do you?" Pushing it too far is never an option because I discovered getting grounded is a thing through tv shows. We get beat up, verbally degraded and since my mother is another victim of his we had nothing to protect us. He never let me out of the house for my own interests and sometimes it's like he expected an apology for our existence. My mother tried to gaslight us into thinking it could be worse without him and my siblings just learned to stay quiet (I can't imagine how he's fucked them up in their own story) and me I was certainly the one with the most resentment as the oldest but I just swallowed it and it's ruined my self image and it got to where i couldn’t even order food without second-guessing myself. It's affected my relationship with men permanently. He tried everything to stop me from leaving the state for college but after a lot of nights of fights where I threatened to kill myself and he replied by saying "be my guest", he realized he hated me so much and I'm better off leaving his sight. College is the first place i ever had a peaceful breath. I've been talking to a counselor, unpacking all this crap. Turns out it’s not normal to flinch when someone raises their voice. Who knew. I fucking did. Now that we got the backstory down, I came back home this weekend. Sunday breakfast, my younger sister who's 16 was stressing about a school project at the living room sofa and my dad has this dumbass rule about how when everyone's at the table, everyone should be at the table. He condescendingly calls out her name and she says "Just a sec" and tries to quicken up. He does it again, and again. I try to make things feel normal and tell her "Maybe ask for an extra day, yk it's ok if you explain it to the teacher” and dad slams his fork. “Shut up.” I freeze, the trauma of my childhood resurfaced after months of trying my best to fix myself and find peace. I then noticed how everyone just kept eating and ignored what happened because it's an attempt to make sure things don't escalate, something I was in on for so long and I couldn't believe he's making my little sisters go through as well. I'm not sure if that overprotective side won but the rage engulfed me slowly and I stared at him as my eyes filled with tears. He felt my stare but kept eating and when he realized I'm being serious he looked up at me and said "wtf are you looking at?" I just got up and tried to walk away and he got up and told me to stop and sit back down. I'm not sure what came over me, I just knew I never wanted to see this man again. When I didn't sit back he got up, which I'm assuming is to hit me. Something snapped in me. 20 years of shut up shut up shut up. I swung. caught him clean on the nose. He stumbled away cursing me to get out and never come back like i was a stranger. I went to my room scared and still full of adrenaline ready to get into another fight, packed my shit and peeled out. I know he's going to take out his anger on my family. I'm not ready to think about that right now. i know violence isn’t the answer but he put hands on me my entire childhood and this was just my delayed reaction. I'm still shaking thinking about it. TL;DR: Strict abusive dad shut me up for talking to my sister and I punched him in the face after years of being told to shut up.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Girly_Attitude on 2025-11-06 02:41:33+00:00.

My friends/roommates and I were having one of those nights; the ones where anything and everything they say makes you laugh. They could say “my shoe is untied” and you’d burst into giggles. In this case, we were talking about the bathroom, which smelled like fish after we used drain cleaner. My friend was complaining about how she didn’t want to use a fish-smelling bathroom. That of course made me giggle, but I happened to be drinking water. I choked a little but managed to calm it down. Then she walked into the bathroom and said “ugh it smells DISGUSTING”. I was taking another sip of water at the time—big mistake.

This time I wasn’t able to just swallow the water and move on. I swallowed, but I did not move on. I started choking, gasping for breath. I literally could not breathe, I thought I was dying. All I got out were these little rasping gasps. Finally I stumbled over to the kitchen sink and started throwing up. That was my second mistake; I should’ve gone for the trash can. This whole time my one friend is hiding (she doesn’t like puke noises) and my other friend is standing across the room asking repeatedly “are you dying? Are you dying?” which I could not answer because…I couldn’t breathe.

It took me like two minutes to get my breathing back to normal; I was rasping for a good while. My friend just kinda stared at me until I could talk and say I was good. The worst part is the friend that asked if I was dying is premed, so out of the two people in the room, she’s the one who could actually help. Now I’m concerned about her future patients lol.

TL;DR: laughed while drinking water, couldn’t breathe for two minutes, threw up in a sink

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/kumquatcascade on 2025-11-05 20:02:47+00:00.

TIFU by looking for health insurance.

I decided to get health insurance quotes so googled it. I'm in California, so I search for "Covered California" and of course the first result is sponsored, but I forgot that shit, and clicked it. By now most people know to ignore the sponsored site on a google search, but I was addled and click on it anyway. Typical questions: zip code, age, sex, people covered, and cell phone. I realized it wasn't a government site so left, and now I've been getting cell phone calls labeled "spam" non-stop, every hour or 15 minutes. This happened yesterday, and the first call came at 8 in the morning. Plus, the scammers are all using different phone numbers so you cannot block them by number.

TL;DR I gave my cell phone number to a scummy company and now my cell phone rings constantly.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/UrbanNomad332 on 2025-11-05 19:28:06+00:00.

So last Friday, I went out, met this amazing girl - we hit it off instantly. Great chemistry, good conversation, lots of laughing, you know the vibe.

End of the night, she comes back to my place. Things are going well - the kind of “this might actually happen” well.

Now, I usualy prepare for these rare, once-in-a-blue-moon occasions. I clean up, light a candle, change the sheets, all that jazz. But this time? This time I forgot.

We walk into my bedroom and there he is. Spider-Man. Not a little logo or a subtle pattern. A massive full-body Spider-Man doing his superhero pose right across my comforter - like he’s judging me for what’s about to happen.

The second she saw it, I swear I felt the vibe just… evaporate. Like Thanos snapped it away. We ended up just talking for a bit, awkwardly laughed it off, and went to sleep.

No superhero action that night. When I woke up, she was gone - just me and Spider-Man, staring at the ceiling, both reflecting on our life choices.

Now I’m sitting here wondering if I should text her or just accept that Spider-Man cockblocked me and move on

TL;DR: Forgot to change my Spider-Man bedsheets, brought a girl home, Spider-Man was the only one getting laid that night.w

edit: I am 24, she is 22 and the sheets are circa 16 years old but in pristine condition 😄

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/LateToTheThreaddd on 2025-11-05 18:14:10+00:00.

Okay so yesterday I’m doing a team Slack check-in (just after pulling my laptop off the couch while playing on my phone) and I meant to type:

Hey all, I’ll take the lead on this part tomorrow

but autocorrect decided differently and changed it to:

Hey all, I’ll steal the lead on this part tomorrow

I hit send without noticing, then realized my phone didn’t buzz when people responded. I opened my laptop, and there it was someone already replied with " You just unapologetically stealing, bold move…”

I’ve got some money saved up, and honestly this isn’t a career ender, but the embarrassment hit hard. Everyone else went with jokes. My manager said “cool innovation :)” like he’s pretending the typo was intentional.

TL;DR: Autocorrect made me sound like a corporate pirate and now the team thinks I’m a “Lead Thief.”

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Rory_Wade769 on 2025-11-05 17:31:07+00:00.

I (47M) teach introductory statistics at a large university. Every week, I email the class their materials...lecture slides, problem sets, and a “recommended video” for extra learning. It’s a small thing, but I like to think it helps students engage with the content.

This week’s topic was sampling bias. I meant to attach a YouTube video. Instead, I somehow pasted the wrong link.

And not just any wrong link.

The link was this: https://www.reddit.com/media?url=https%3A%2F%2Fi.redd.it%2Fkgwu0e8pqutc1.gif

I hit send. To all 200 students. At 8:17 AM.

Didn’t realize it until I checked my sent folder after my coffee kicked in.

Now, here’s the worst part: I always write a little note under the link, something encouraging like, “Watch this carefully and pay attention to how the visuals illustrate the concept.”

So yes. My entire class now has an email from their middle-aged statistics professor saying:

“Please watch this carefully and pay attention to the visuals.”

followed by a link to J.Lo

No one has said a word. Not a single student. No “wrong link, professor.” No “LOL.” Nothing. Just silence. Pure, deafening silence.

TL;DR: Meant to send my stats class a video on sampling bias. Sent J.Lo’s Booty instead. Told them to “pay attention to the visuals.” No one’s said anything. I may never recover.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Effective-Smell-7751 on 2025-11-05 15:28:36+00:00.

Last night, my wife made homemade Broccoli and cheddar soup. It was delicious. There were no leftovers. We scraped the pan with bread to get the last of the soup, that's how good it was. When it was bedtime, everyone was fast asleep, so I went to bed. About 90 min later, I started to have some GI distress and gas. No big deal took some gas meds and went back to bed. While I was sleeping, my son started using the bathroom too. Fast forward to this AM. I get up for work and get ready, shower and everything. While I was dressing, and taking care of the animals, I had a lot of flatulence and while everyone was still sleeping, I decided to let ‘em rip while getting ready. This is where the FU started. I finished getting ready and left for work as everyone was just getting up. About 5 minutes after I left, my phone rang. It was my wife, and she was yelling about a gas leak in the kitchen and how the whole house smelled bad, and the kids said it was a natural gas leak, so they went outside and were about to call the fire department. That's when I told her not to and confessed it was me. I had stunk up the kitchen from her soup last night. She was horrified and embarrassed because now the neighbors were outside asking what's going on. 

TL:DR kids learned a great safety lesson about gas leaks now my wife will never make soup again.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Procrastn8ngArtst on 2025-11-05 02:58:07+00:00.

Actually today! I was having a quick breakfast (two slices of toast and the end of my blackberry honey) and in a hurry to get to work.

And I missed a step. On the concrete outdoor stairs.

Thought it was just a skinned knee. No big. Was more upset I lost the last half of my toast and honey. That's some really good stuff, and I won't be able to get some in a long time...or ever, if I don't get back to a state fair. Then it was a 2.5 hour drive for work, and I get out of my car...that's a lot more pain than I was expecting.

So I ended up shuffling around work and trying my hardest to not looking like I was mocking anyone at that building (a bunch of older folks with medical stuff and all that) and knew I needed to get my ankle looked at. Another 2.5 hour drive, for a total of a 10-hour work day, and I can finally clock out and go to a no-longer-so urgent care.

I sprained my ankle. And my knee.

Tl;dr: sprained ankle and knee because I ate toast while descending stairs. And I lost the end of my blackberry honey :(

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Immediate_External43 on 2025-11-04 21:33:18+00:00.

Obligatory not today. Two days ago I was on a drive with some friends and we drove over to another friend's house. We got there and my friends boyfriend had a dab rig. A device to smoke pure THC oils (legal where I am). He asked if anyone wanted to try it and I said "sure, I've never tried that before what's the worst that could happen" and his face lit up with the joy of a child who just got a new toy. He put some oil into the bowl and began heating it up. Once the oils werw vapor I take it from him and take a good 5 second hit before passing it back to him.

Now for a wile I was fine, I got really high but it was really nice. Until the nausea started. I turn to my friend who drove me and said "can we go I don't feel to good" so he got everyone who he drove and we left to drop me off first.

When I got into the car someone gave me a small garbage can made to go in cars and I slumped my face over it and just stopped moving. This is when I began to sweat. Like there was sweat dripping from my face into the garbage can. My body begins to feel insanely heavy, talking or even moving was out of the question at this point. Time begins to slow down. I remember my friend who was driving saying "okay 15 minutes till we get there" and OH MY GOD that was the longest 15 minutes of my life. It felt like a 2 hours pass before we get to my neighborhood. During the drive I remember forcing myself to look out the window and that may have bin my biggest mistake ever. Seeing everything pass the car made me extremely scared. I thought we were going way to fast so I start silently freaking out thinking we were gonna crash. When we actualy get to my neighborhood I'm able to life my head and look around at this point so I think to myself "okay we're prettymuch there just like 2 more minutes" and that 2 minutes felt like 15. When I actualy get home I get two of my friends to help me get inside. I slump onto the couch and pass out almost immediately.

TL;DR: I took the equivalent of 20 blinkers and had the bad high to beat all other bad highs