Unfiltered Story #18464

Unfiltered | May 31, 2016

(I had an emergency C-section to deliver my daughter, who couldn’t get the hang of breastfeeding no matter what we tried. I was tired, in pain, and heartbroken by how hard she screamed and fought when we tried to get her to latch. The other women in the maternity ward when I delivered were all new mothers as well so we were all very quiet, but the lady who came into the bed across from me the day after was just in for tests, was expecting her third, and very friendly with everyone. On the third morning of lots of pain, very little sleep, and worrying about Baby getting enough milk, she would not stop crying and I hadn’t been able to shower or eat anything..)

Lady: “Ahh, we’re just not happy today. Did you get to eat anything?”

Me: “No, but it’s alright. I’ve got something here for later.”

Lady: “Do you want me to take her for a while so you can eat?”

Me: “Would you mind? she just won’t settle for me at all..”

Lady: “Not at all! You get some breakfast, we’ll be fine.”

(I didn’t know her at all, but we ended up talking quite a lot – it turns out that she went to college with someone my mother used to work with, and she really reassured me when I made the decision to bottle-feed. She went home after another day, but the kindness of a mother who was so like my own and had her own babies to worry about without a stranger’s troubles really made a huge difference.)

Unfiltered Story #32385

Unfiltered | May 31, 2016

(I’m in my 8th grade choir class with some of my friends. We can be really immature at times, and like to constantly make jokes from the internet and say “memes”.
Funny kid who is the leader: “I told you once…”

Him, me, and a few other kids: “I told you twice…”

Half the class: “I told you three times…”

Whole class: “I LOVE JESUS!”

Unfiltered Story #47807

Unfiltered | May 31, 2016

I’m with my aunt and my mother at a restaurant and I’m young; maybe five or six. My aunt is obese while I’m a picky eater, thin, and hate eating.

Aunt: [My Name], you didn’t eat a lot. Why don’t you have some more?

Me: Why, you want me to look like you?

As I was told, I hadn’t meant it rudely. Thankfully, my aunt got a good laugh out of it and wasn’t offended at all.

Unfiltered Story #28115

Unfiltered | May 31, 2016

I’m hanging out in the hallway with my friends during lunch hour. While my friends are engaged in a conversation, I don’t find the topic interesting so I let my attention wander. I notice a group of students that are in the class for “difficult” students – ones who can’t be in normal classes because they disturb the lessons and pick fights with teachers and so on. They are gathered around a girl I don’t know. They aren’t being loud enough to bother my friends, but loud enough for me to hear. For the record, every person I mention in the story is female, including me.

Bully #1: “So you’ve been skipping class. Going to see a doctor. Are you pregnant?”

Bully #2: “Yeah, are you pregnant or something?”

Bully #3: “How did you get pregnant? Who’s the baby daddy?”

The girl isn’t answering them and looks like she’s really upset. I notice myself freezing. I can’t do anything but observe while the mean girls keep bullying the poor lone girl. Finally one of my friends turns to look at me.

Me: *in a low, panic-ky voice* “That’s not right… They can’t do that. It’s not okay.”

My Friend: *follows my gaze and takes in the situation, then walks over to the group* “Hey! You stop that! You have no reason to talk to her like that! Let her be.”

Bully #1: “Who are you? Why are you butting in? It’s none of your business.”

Me Friend: “It’s doesn’t matter. I want you to leave that girl alone.”

At this point, two girls I know walk down the stairs and join my friend in defending the lone girl. They manage to talk the bullies to go away. After the exhange, my friend is shaking.

Me: “…thank you. I’m sorry. You were awesome.”

My Friend: “…I felt like I was your dog that you sicced on the girls…”

And that’s the story of me being a wuss, my friend being awesome and the rest of my friend being fairly oblivious to their surroundings – they never even noticed that anything was happening.

Unfiltered Story #56839

Unfiltered | May 31, 2016

(We work in a company specializing in genetics.)

Coworker #1: “I find this very suspect, but I have found studies that claim to correlate genetics with being liberal vs conservative.”

Coworker #2: “Are you sure they’re not melanin genes? Because I bet if you looked at melanin genes, you would find a strong correlation with being liberal. In fact, on a chromosomal level, you might say there is even a strong correlation there. For example, Y chromosome genes with low melanin expression, I bet, are very strongly correlated with certain political beliefs.”