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My son is 14 years old and about a month ago and unfortunately was in an accident that left him permanently blind in his left eye. Otherwise he's uninjured. I can't imagine how he feels about it. Losing a part of you like that and being unable to do the sports he loved playing anymore.

While it was healing the doctors had him cover it up to help the process. Now that the medical stuff is off he told me that he wanted to wear an eye patch to cover it up. I told him that I didn't want him to feel the need to be self conscious about it and that he should just accept himself. We ended the conversation there for the time being.

The topic came back up again after another week of him being in school, he told me he was tired of the other kids looking at him and asking him about it. I told him that that wouldn't go away with an eye patch and would probably warrant even more questions from people. He got mad at me for not letting him do it and said that I was crazy not just going with it. I think it's best if he just keeps it as it is. AITA?

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I live in an apartment complex and recently started working on a different unit as a nurse. A few times I’ve been paired with a really great nursing assistant named Jana, and while at the apartments I found out she lived there too.

One day Jana was chit chatting with another CNA I’ve never met named Cindy. I have variable shifts, and this month I was on the 2pm-2am shift and Jana was on the 7pm-7am shift. Her friend was on the 2pm-2am shift, but she was not assigned to my group that night and I’ve never spoken to her ever. Jana introduced us, and then she casually mentioned that we all live in the same complex. I was like wow cool, what a coincidence. Then she said that I could give Cindy a ride home since we were on the same shift schedule. I never agreed to that and I said such (a gentle, oh I’m sorry I don’t think I’ve met you, so I can’t). Jana insisted oh well you’re going the same way, yes you can. And I still didn’t talk to Cindy during work because she was not assigned with me, and so I never got acquainted with Cindy except for this brief exchange. And I couldn’t find them either when I had a free chance to reiterate I wasn’t comfortable with it.

Anyway at the end of my shift, I just left and didn’t wait for Cindy at all since I didn’t agree to give her a ride despite Jana’s offer.

Well the next shift, I could tell they were miffed and were talking in another language in hushed tones when I walked into the beginning of shift huddle. Jana later told me that it was rude of me to leave and Cindy had to get an Uber. I said well, I’ve never met Cindy and she never talked to me. Jana said that since I knew her that I could trust her friends. She also mentioned that I earned more money so I could be more generous and that poor Cindy had to spend money on a ride home. So AITA?

teen witch posted:

no thanks, Tom Hanks

AreWeDrunkYet posted:

Anyone else get the vibes that the “cousin” here is an affair baby? Why would a parent favor a niece or nephew over their own kid this much?

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My dads issue is that he grew up being guilted into poo poo just like he does to me. His brother (cousins dad) died when my cousin was a few months old, and he was the sole financial provider for his family. Our family grew up fairly well off, and my dad has always felt guilty that his brothers family grew up relatively poor due to my uncles death. And I get that, I do. I feel bad for them, too. But they are not my responsibility. But I’ve spent my whole life being made to feel guilty for them and now I can’t shake it.

Kurieg posted:

AITA for not letting my son wear an eye patch?

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I can't imagine how he feels about it

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he told me that

value-brand cereal posted:

Great IKing. Thanks. We should definitely drag this out for another page.

Kurieg posted:

AITA for not letting my son wear an eye patch?

lol posted:

AITA for yelling at another parent during pickup?

I tried to type this out without using the name, and it wasn't comprehensible. So if anyone I know sees this, no you didn't. Here's what happened.

My son's name is Robin. It's just those five letters. It's not a nickname. The mom of one of the kids in his class is convinced his name is Robert. She volunteers at pickup. I'll drive up and she'll go to get my son yelling "Robert, Robert!"

Now, the first few weeks I brushed it off because learning the names of a bunch of different kids is hard. I would just tell her when she came back over with my son "actually his name is Robin." I've said this almost every single day for over a month now. Last week I saw her at a school function and went up and introduced myself and basically said "I'm Robin's father. You might recognize me from pickup. By the way, his name isn't Robert."

Her response confounded me. She said Robin is a girl's name (it's unisex, but it's way more common for boys, so what??) and not a good nickname for Robert, so she'll call him his real name instead. I tried to correct her, since Robin isn't a nickname, but she wandered away. The next time she walked up to my car I got annoyed and said "I'm here for Robin. R O B I N." She did it again.

On Friday, when she called my son Robert, I asked her what her problem was in a very loud voice. I shouted loud enough that a teacher ran over. The volunteer mom ran away, and I tried to explain. The teacher looked at me like I had three heads and said she would go get my son. I got an email later asking me to come in Monday for a meeting.

I don't know how to approach this. Should I apologize for yelling? Should I demand an apology for the constant disrespect? Should I ask the mom not be allowed to volunteer anymore (or at least not get my son)? I feel like I tried to be reasonable, but maybe I was too sensitive?

Small update: My wife did reach out to Charlie's mom on Facebook to ask if the weird pickup mom called Charlie by a different name as well. According to Charlie's mom, weird pickup mom calls Charlie Charlotte (and Charlie is her legal name, not that it matters). Charlie's mom is not a fan of this, but she assumed it was a mistake and didn't want to say anything because she knows pickup is hectic and confusing and there are a lot of kids with similar names. My wife shared my story, and Charlie's mom agreed to email me this information, so I could bring it up in the meeting if needed.

Charlie's mom also said she would reach out to some other parents with questions about weird pickup mom. A lot of these kids went to kindergarten together, but our son did not, so we don't know many of these parents very well yet. Charlie's mom was really nice and helpful, and she and my wife even set up a playdate for our kids. So, regardless of how the meeting turns out, one nice thing came of this?

Meeting & pickup: So, first of all, my wife came to the meeting with me which was hugely inconvenient for her, but I'm glad she was there, because she doesn't really tolerate BS. So, we got there, and the teacher and principal were there. My wife didn't really let them say anything until she'd gone over everything with weird pickup mom in relation to our son and also Charlie and potencially other kids. The principal was really surprised.

The principal said the teacher would talk to the other mom. I apologized for yelling, and we all shook hands. At pickup that day, weird pickup mom wouldn't look me in the eye. She didn't call Robin Robert or by his actual name. She was quiet the whole time. Sorry it's all so anticlimactic.

kdrudy posted:

Let the kid wear an eyepatch, it's either going to be cool or he'll decide he doesn't want to himself pretty quick.

FMguru posted:

Yes, but then people will know her as The Mother Of The Kid With The Eyepatch and maybe even look down at her, and well that can't be allowed to happen. Sorry kid, but priorities are priorities.

Pope Corky the IX posted:

It's Michael

teen witch posted:

I’m not having kids (you’re welcome) but I would love to be known as Eyepatch Kid’s Mom, but The Mother Of The Kid With The Eyepatch is pretty cinematic.

Mellow Seas posted:

Stieg Larsson was going to write it but then he died.

abigserve posted:

My old boss came to work in five fingers shoes once and we bullied him so much he never wore them again

teen witch posted:

Have you seen vibram five finger shoes? loving swirlie that nerd

DeadlyMuffin posted:

It's beyond urggh, it's gross.

I was in a gun control argument a while back and the guy arguing for more guns was trying to paint me as a monster trying to disarm trans people who need guns for self defense. Same using-a-disadvangaged-group-as-a-bad-bludgeon energy

Edit: and ASCII genitals was obviously wrong, of course.

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Recently I downloaded… a really popular farm simulator game onto my Nintendo Switch (not sure if I’m allowed to say the game name) and have been playing it a lot in my spare time. It has an element to it where if you give presents to the local townspeople, you can befriend them. Well it turns out one of the main reasons for that is that if you get enough “hearts” with them you can marry them and they’ll come help you on your farm—as I discovered when all these little pixelated characters started coming on to me!!

Sometimes I play on our TV instead of handheld if my boyfriend is doing something else or isn’t in the mood to watch a show. He’s been interested in my farming and we’ve laughed together about the antics I get up to fishing and mining in the game. But then the most recent time I played I hit one of these “romantic” (seriously not really) cut scenes. And when he asked about it I happily gabbed away how everyone in town suddenly wants my farmer’s booty now that I’ve figured out how to make money, when they could have cared less about me as a dirty broke newcomer! I think that whole aspect of the game is totally hilarious, it’s like the Bachelorette. And I thought he would think so too!

But instead he just said “wow” and was quiet for the rest of the evening. And when it was time to go to bed, he laid down on the couch! I still hardly had any idea that he was upset and asked if his back hurt or something. He said “Is that really what you think?” then asked me how I could possibly think that he wouldn’t be bothered by me “playing a flirting game where I have multiple boyfriends and girlfriends” right in front of him. He thought it was very disrespectful! Um… what the heck. I really thought it was pretty sweet and innocent! And it’s a very small element of the game. AITA?

Arsenic Lupin posted:

AITA for playing a marriage RPG in front of my boyfriend?

Step off Emily, wench, she's mine!

Arsenic Lupin posted:

AITA for playing a marriage RPG in front of my boyfriend?

Step off Emily, wench, she's mine!

Lone Goat posted:

Does anyone remember that post of a woman getting negged by a man, and she turned it around on him? Something like, she'd ask him "do you ever wish you were tall" and he didn't like one bit

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Context : I (21M) am autistic, and always had speech difficulties. I can have "normal" conversations, however I can stutter, say the wrong words... and my main problem is that I don't articulate words well. Also my parents and I are french, so english pronounciation is even more difficult (this is very important).

My parents and I will adopt a cat at the end of the month. It was a hard decision to take, because we lost our previous cat some months ago, but we all felt like we were ready again.

We met the kitten for the first time some weeks ago, and I noticed that he had a cute habit : he was almost always putting one of his paws forward when he was sleeping or laying somewhere. This dichotomy between his paws made me think of Hellboy (the comics/movie character), because this character's hands are very different from each other and also because he loves cats. I told it to my mom, and she immediately wanted to name the cat Hellboy, which my father and I ended up agreeing to.

However, despite agreeing to it, "Hellboy" is a hard word for me to pronounce. I train myself everyday to pronounce it, but I can't really see myself pronouncing it everyday. I quickly realized that "Helli" (Elli) would be way easier for me to pronounce, so I just thought I would call him that way when I would need to call him.

I told it to my dad, and he told me that it was a bad idea because "the cat will be perturbated" and "it's important that he knows his real name". He told me that I need to call the cat Hellboy at least for his first month, or else he would be perturbated and not know his name. I told my dad that I would think about it, but again, I don't see myself pronouncing the name "Hellboy" everyday.

So, WIBTA if I called my cat with the nickname Helli/Elli rather than by his full name ?

BAGS FLY AT NOON posted:

Boyfriend sounds like a total Shane

ascii genitals posted:

(USER WAS PUT ON PROBATION FOR THIS POST)

deported to Canada posted:

Come on really?

What a setup. Goaded for pages and finally a "gotcha" moment when they were clearly being sarcastic and playing to your accusations.

The Maroon Hawk posted:

I think the only time I ever use my cat’s real name is when I’m introducing him to other people, other than that he’s just “cat” or “kitty cat”

teen witch posted:

I’m not having kids (you’re welcome) but I would love to be known as Eyepatch Kid’s Mom, but The Mother Of The Kid With The Eyepatch is pretty cinematic.

abbazabba posted:

Arsenic Lupin posted:

AITA for playing a marriage RPG in front of my boyfriend?

Step off Emily, wench, she's mine!

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I don't know if this can really consider this a "bake off" but it was the only term I could think of to describe this situation, so my apologies.

Basically this past weekend my SIL and I decided to do a "bake off" to see who's tres leches cake our family liked more. SIL and I both consider ourselves pretty good cooks and usually always share the responsibility of making the food for family dinners or lunches when we all get together, since it's something we both enjoy.

We both like to brag about our HOMEMADE tres leches cakes. We always have friendly banter with each other about how "mine would kick yours rear end", "mine would put your to shame" etc. This is 100% in a joking way and how we joke around with each other, SIL and I had a great relationship with each other. Or so I thought.

So we decided we were going to actually see who's cake tasted better at a recent family dinner that we had. We BOTH agreed before hand that it would just be for jokes and there would be no hard feeling's (obviously because it's just a cake). Boy was I wrong.

Fast forward we finish dinner and it's dessert time. SIL and I bring out our cakes for the family to try. Now I will admit, presentation wise hers looked WAYYY better than mine. It was a circular cake though and perfectly ice and decorated. Unusual for the usual tres leches but whatever.

Before we started eating SIL asked if someone could run to the kitchen and grab the cake cutter tool she bought at the store the other day. My husband volunteered since he was getting a refill of his wine anyway.

Husband comes back in a minute later with his glass of wine, the cake cutting tool and a receipt that had 1 large tres leches cake, and a cake cutter tool purchased from our local bakery earlier this morning.

He questions my SIL about this jokingly, SIL loses her marbles are starts yelling at him as to why he was "going through her stuff". My husband explained that the cake cutter tool was inside her plastic grocery bag, and right under it was a receipt, so he grabbed it by accident with the tool and looked at it not thinking anything and lo and behold...

My FIL and I started laughing a little bit. BIL (not SIL's husband, my other BIL 22M) chimes in and is all like "so much for homemade tres leches from scratch huh?". Now this whole time I'm sitting there silently, because wtf am I supposed to say?

All of a sudden SIL starts going off on me saying how I tried to "outshine" her by making mine from scratch.

I'm like ?? huh, I thought that was the whole point of this and also yours looks way better than mine so how did I outshine you?

She starts going off about how she's pregnant and the least I could've done was let her win.

She storms out and had been bad mouthing my husband and I ever since. I feel bad because it was supposed to be a fun, light hearted little competition. Most of the family is split because some feel like I could've given her a heads up.

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I am in complete disbelief at what I just witnessed and to be honest can scarcely believe I even just saw this just happen. The bush isn't on a property line that could be disputed. It was squarely on MY property.

| neighbor's | | location > * |

| yard | | of bush |

|_______________| |___my yard_____|

What are my options? I live in South Carolina.

Hughlander posted:

AITA for not letting my pregnant SIL win a friendly bake off?


I didn't let her win and tried to outshine her by, <checks notes> doing absolutely and saying absolutely nothing! I'm getting real VCR laptop energy here.