rSlash - r/AITA I Poisoned My Boss

Episode Date: December 31, 2024

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Am I the butthole for refusing to pay for my wife's emergency surgery because she spent our savings on her friend's boob job? I'm a 34 year old guy and my wife is 32. We've been married for 7 years. We're generally good with money, but we've been saving for a long overdue home renovation. Last month, I found out that my wife secretly loaned $10,000 of our savings to her best friend for a boob job. She didn't tell me until after it was done, saying that it was a gift of kindness and that I'd understand because her friend was depressed. I was furious but let it slide because the money was technically still in

the family account and I figured that we would rebuild it. Fast forward to last week and my wife had a medical issue requiring immediate surgery. It wasn't life threatening but the doctor said that it needed to be addressed quickly. When the bill came, she assumed that we would pay out of our savings. But I told her that I wasn't using the rest of the account for this since she had already decided what the money was for. I suggested she ask her best friend to help with the bill. She called me heartless and said that I was being petty and punishing her over something unrelated. Her family is furious saying that I'm prioritizing a renovation over her health. I told them they're free to pitch in, but I'm standing my ground.

She's staying with her mom now and I'm starting to question if I'm being cruel here. OP, I don't know why you said that your wife is generally good with money because secretly stealing $10,000 of family money and giving it to a friend is not good with money. That's just theft. Sounds to me like your marriage has an expiration date. OP, I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving your wife 2.5 out of 5 buttholes. Am I the butthole for refusing to pay for my niece's college after she publicly humiliated me? I'm a 45 year old woman and I'm child free by choice,

but have always been close to my brother, who's 47, and his daughter, Emily, who's 18. Over the years, I've saved up a decent amount of money, and I've offered to help pay for Emily's college when the time came. She's a smart kid, and I wanted to give her opportunities that I never had growing up. Everything was fine, until last month. I was invited to Emily's high school graduation party, which was a big deal in our family. During the family, Emily gave a speech thanking everyone for their support. She thanked her parents, her grandparents, even her friends. Then she paused, looked at me and said, And a big thanks to my aunt, that is me, for not having kids so she could spoil me like I'm hers.

Must be nice having all that extra money and no responsibilities. The entire room laughed and I froze. I could feel everyone looking at me and all I could do was smile awkwardly. I've heard jokes about being child-free before but this felt cruel and unnecessary. Especially since I've sacrificed a lot to save for her future. My brother and sister-in-law laughed too, which hurt even more. After the party, I confronted Emily privately. She rolled her eyes and said that it was just a joke and I needed to lighten up. My brother brushed it off saying, Teenagers can be dumb, don't take it personally.

I've spent weeks thinking about it and I've decided to withdraw my offer to pay for her college. I feel like she doesn't respect me or the effort I've decided to withdraw my offer to pay for her college. I feel like she doesn't respect me or the effort I've made to support her. When I told my brother, he blew up at me, calling me selfish and accusing me of punishing Emily for one harmless joke. Emily hasn't apologized and now I'm questioning if I'm being too harsh. Now, I'll be honest, the joke that she made doesn't read to me like malice. It reads like a joke that she thought would be funny and didn't really have any like

mean intention behind it and it just didn't land with you. But the thing is, if you say something dumb or stupid or make a dumb joke, then you have to face the consequences. You have to apologize. So once you confronted her, she should have apologized, but she didn't. So ultimately, I mean, honestly, you don't need any reason to withdraw the money. You could have said, you know, I just don't feel like it anymore, completely unrelated to this joke because it's your money. So I'm giving you zero out of five buttholes here, OP. Am I the butthole for giving my manager diarrhea after eating my lunch?

I never thought that something I'd been prepared to do my whole life would leave me feeling I'm a 20 year old woman and I recently had trouble with someone stealing my lunch while at work. Typical office drama that I never thought would actually happen to me. I would be less upset if this person was just taking a few pieces but they're eating all my food, drinking all my juice and leaving the dirty empty container in the bathroom. I'm not even sure if I'm going to be able to get out of this mess. I'm just going to be a little bit of a wimp. I would be less upset if this person was just taking a few pieces but they're eating all my food, drinking all my juice and leaving the dirty empty container inside the fridge. I was really upset to the point of crying with rage because I hate it when people touch my food.

It's something I prepared exclusively for myself with the intention of improving my health and bad eating habits but it's a damn rat that's enjoying my meals. So to catch the office rat, I spent two weeks starting my plan by telling my close colleagues that I couldn't go to the bathroom and that I needed some tips. Then I made an appointment with the doctor, not because I was sick, but to have proof in my favor so that HR wouldn't try to accuse me of anything later. Just two days ago, I put a LOT of laxative in my food and juice and I took it to work. And again, the rat ate everything and left the dirty bowl with nothing inside which brought

me a small dark happiness. Today I found out the little thief was our manager thanks to rumors and gossip saying that he was in the hospital due to diarrhea. I don't know if it's saying that he was in the hospital due to diarrhea. I don't know if it's true that he's in the hospital because I gave him a safe dose of laxative, but I'm sure that he'll have a stomach ache. Initially, I was happy because this would serve as a lesson, but on the other hand, I am very worried about his health.

At first I was angry, but now I'm worried that HR will call me and punish me for this even though I'm a victim of the stolen lunch. OP, you should have given him more laxative. I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving your manager 2 very exhausted buttholes. Our next reddit post is from PrettyStep. I moved into my boyfriend's house and I haven't been able to sleep well for 3 weeks because he doesn't let me. I had a breakdown last night and I haven't been able to sleep well for three weeks because he doesn't let

me. I had a breakdown last night and I broke a lamp. I'm going to stay in a hotel tonight. Am I the butthole? I moved into my boyfriend's house, which he owns three weeks ago, and it's been really hard. We've been fighting a lot. Many of our fights are because he doesn't let me sleep. I work 9 to 5, so I have to wake up at about 8. He works whenever he wants, so he doesn't have a set sleep schedule. I used to go to sleep after 11 prior to living with him. I compromised with him and started going to bed after 12, but there are some nights he goes to bed at like 4 to 7 am. I was sleeping in the master and he would go in and out, disrupting me so I yelled at him. He would say, give me 10 minutes and I'll be in bed.

Hours go by and he's still not in bed and he's making noises in the kitchen or living room. He told me to go to sleep without him. He always makes a lot of noise whenever he comes into the master bedroom and he says that's where all those things are but he needs to go in and out. I tried sleeping in the guest bedroom but when I do, he comes in there and disrupts my sleep instead of just going to the master. I've been only getting like 5-6 hours of sleep for weeks now and I feel broken.

Yesterday evening, I told him I have to go to a doctor's appointment early, so I put a note on the door saying, I have to be up early, please be considerate. I fell asleep at 11.30 with my eye mask on and a fan on for White Noise, I have to be up early, please be considerate. I fell asleep at 11.30 with my eye mask on and a fan on for white noise, a sleep podcast, and he came in three times while I was sleeping and woke me up. He was drunk, turned on the light, and pulled up my eye mask. I begged him every time to let me go to sleep because I have to be awake early. Then he started making noise in the hallway saying he was having 8 strippers over and making sex noises in the bedroom.

I told him I'm leaving, I just want to sleep. Why don't you let me sleep? I was on my hands and knees on the floor crying and he said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was just playing, I'm a jerk. I told him I need to go get some sleep and my plan was to just sleep in my car. It's now 1am. I left and he's calling me telling me that he's sorry and he's in bed. Can I come back and can we go to sleep?

I came back but he's not in the bed, he's in the basement getting laundry. I said I want to go to sleep. I try to sleep again and then he comes in and starts cuddling me, telling me he loves me and he's sorry. I ask him to come to my appointment with me tomorrow and he agrees. I said that I have to go to the bathroom. I go pee and when I come out, he's in the bathroom. Ten minutes go by and he's still in there. I start screaming at him to come on and he says he's peeing. Then I go to the bathroom but he closes it before I can get there. He tells me he's taking Nyquil. I just freaked out and I went to the

bedroom and knocked everything on the dresser onto the floor. I even pushed over the lamps on the nightstands which ended up breaking one. He pushed me onto the bed and there's a necklace that he said that he can't find. He's freaking out and I'm scared so I tell him that I'll help him find it. And we do find it. At this point, it's past 2am and we go to sleep in the guest room. He's asleep on my side of the bed so I just go to the master and sleep there until my alarm goes off. I wake him up and he starts getting ready and he notices his front veneer is

gone, which was there last night. He accuses me of taking it and I said that I didn't. I try to help him but I have to go to my doctor's appointment so I say let's go and I'll help you find it afterwards. He says he wants to find it so he stays. On the way there he texts me, you don't care about me, get out and leave me alone. You're one of the most selfish individuals I met. I don't respond. Then he calls me saying he found it. I go to my appointment and get back home and I have to be at work from 9 to 5.30pm today. I work from home and he's sleeping as I type this.

I'm going to get a hotel tonight and look into moving out this weekend. I feel horrible for throwing the stuff on his dresser onto the floor, but I can't take this constant lack of sleep. Am I the butthole? Guys, I've read a lot of stories, obviously, and some of them are written very well. Some of them are written very badly. This one has kind of a weird flow to it and isn't written super well, and I think it's literally because OP is so sleepy that she can't even form her thoughts correctly. Like the post is rambling and kind of confusing and nonsensical.

And I think it's because she's literally been enduring torture. And that has affected her ability to clearly communicate online. And what's interesting is that OP writes an update. And I'm not going to read it because it's fairly dry. Basically OP just decided to break up with them. Thank God. But the update is much more fluidly written because apparently after breaking up with them she got some decent sleep.

OP, I'm on your side here. Sleep deprivation is literally a type of torture. Your boyfriend has woke you up more times in this post than I've woken up my wife that I've been with for over a decade during our entire relationship. Am I the butthole for telling an American woman that she wasn't German? I'm a German woman, as in born and raised in Germany. I was traveling in another country and staying at a hostel, so there were people from a lot of countries. There was one woman from the US and we were just talking about random stuff.

We touched on the topic of cars and someone mentioned that they were planning on buying a Porsche. The American woman tried to correct the guy saying, you know, that's wrong. It's actually pronounced Porsche. I just chuckled and said, no, he actually said it right. She just snapped and said, no, no, no, I'm German, okay? I know how it's pronounced. I switched to German and told her, you know, that's not how it's pronounced. She couldn't understand me and said, What in English? I repeated in English and I said, I thought you said that you were German. She said, I am German, but I don't speak the language. I asked if she was actually German or if her great-great-great grandparents were German

and she said that it was the latter. So I told her, I don't think that counts as German, sorry, and he pronounced Porsche correctly. She snapped and said that I was being an elitist and that she was as German as I am. I didn't want to take things further, so I just said okay and interacted with other people. Later on, I heard from another guy that she was telling others that I was a butthole for correcting her and that I was a damn... a word that starts with the letter N that involves a group of German people from World War II trying to determine who's German or not.

Why did she react so heavily? Was it actually so offensive to tell her that she was wrong? Down in the comments, everyone is saying that this American woman reacted this way because she was embarrassed and she was trying to cover for herself. But actually, I don't think that's it. One thing I've noticed that some Americans do is they'll grab onto their heritage and use it as this like huge defining feature of their personality. And I think the reason why that is is because America is kind of a melting pot and we don't

really have much of a history because you know we're only like 300 years old. So people try to, I guess make themselves feel better by saying, oh well I'm not American, I'm actually German or Irish or whatever and that's real heritage dating back thousands of years. I think it's just a way to make themselves feel special. Anyways, OP, I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes and I'm giving the American woman 1 out of 5 buttholes, but to genuinely answer your question, this is a really sensitive point for some Americans. Am I the butthole for telling my wife that I would rather her mom be homeless than let

her move in with us? My wife's mother, who's 62, is terrible. She's a professional victim who's burned every bridge in her life. She's stolen money from family, sabotaged relationships, and once accidentally set a small fire in her previous apartment because she was mad at her landlord. Now, surprise surprise, she's being evicted and called my wife, crying about how she has nobody else. My wife immediately jumped to, of course you can stay with us, without consulting me.

We have two young kids, a small house, and zero tolerance for drama. The idea of her mom moving in fills me with dread. I told my wife flat out, I would rather your mom be homeless than let her move in with us. That did not go over well. My wife is furious and says that I'm heartless. I tried to compromise, suggesting we help pay for a short term rental or look into senior housing, but my wife insists that it's family or nothing. Am I really the bad guy for setting this boundary? Yo, you lost me at arson. Okay? You can sort of make arguments of, oh, she was having a bad day or, oh, she stole, maybe

she needed the money, but setting fires in a house, especially when you got two kids? Nah, man, there's no way. I would never let an arson into my house. And if my wife tried to pull that stunt and forced me to let it happen, then I wouldn't let my wife in the house either. You're right, OP. Family or nothing, your kids come first. I'm giving you 0 out of 5 buttholes. I'm giving your wife and your wife's mom 3.5 out of 5 buttholes. That was r slash am I the butthole and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.