Sometimes you just want to get a little creative in the bedroom spice things up a little! Sometimes, that manifests itself in the form of a little mnage trois. Sometimes, someone ends up with a little extra surprise at the end of it all.
Here, couples and singles alike share stories of times that their threesomes ended in pregnancy, and how it all went down. If you'd like to read more, check out the source link at the end of the article.
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I knew a woman who had a threeway and got pregnant but she knew who the father was. It was the man.
I have one with a happy ending!
A couple of friends of mine were in a relationship and, since the guy was infertile, they didn't use condoms. One time, at a massive orgy, a condom used by another guy broke, and the girl got pregnant. She was pretty scared to tell her bf, but he was actually overjoyed - he never thought he'd raise a kid, and now he had the chance.
Several years later, during medical exams, they find out the kid was actually his, apparently a one in a million chance considering his fertility.
They're still together, and the kid is awesome.
I know a dude from work who had a threesome with his girlfriend and her best friend. Apparently on more than one occasion. Well guess what! They both got pregnant!!
Edit: they both had the kids. The girlfriend broke up with him and I understand he gets the children some of every week at the same time.
Had a friend who had similar happen. His girlfriend got pregnant after a threeway with a different couple. They split, he has come out as MtF trans now, and the other couple have both been to prison since then for drugs.
Wife had a guy friend who was "not gay". He had a boyfriend who was gay. They had a threeway with this girl and "not gay" got her pregnant. " Not gay" asked her to marry him and she said no. She then asked "not gay's" boyfriend to marry her. He said yes. "Not gay's" boyfriend dumped him and married the girl.
Edit: Neither my wife nor me were part of the threeway. I knew NG in passing because I saw him with the gay crowd at clubs we all went to. My wife was friends with NG, G , and the girl.
Probably late to the party...but regardless, my mother was the one who ended up pregnant with me during a threeway. I grew up not knowing who the father was (Given a false story, he ran away etc) - To this day, my mother does not know who out of the 2 is my father.
Not me but a family member we'll call X. Dude was a boring guy in his youth apparently and started up a company with a couple in the USA in the 1980s. It was a pretty open secret that they were a mnage trois but no one really acknowledged it. The wife got pregnant and had a kid and I think things settled down a bit afterwards with them all focusing on the company. Or at least things would have settled down except as the kid grew up it became more and more apparent that X was the father. The boy was the absolute spitting image of X. X's mother was a very conservative lady and apparently it took her close to a decade to even meet up with this boy, she was so outraged with his conception. Last I heard that same company they started up together was acquired for over 20 billion dollars.
I was the guy in an unplanned ffm threesome that got a text message 2 weeks later with the words 'I'm Late'
Quick rundown of the night if anyone is actually interested.
Was my 30th birthday. I'd gotten home from work and the girl I was seeing called me. It was around 7pm. She asked about my day and for some reason I led with 'Oh, well it's my Birthday so I'm just having a quiet one in'. Her response was 'Shower, shirt and shoes...you're coming out with me and my girlfriends'.
Spent a couple of hours at her house in her garage drinking because drinking at the club is expensive and the girls wanted to be drunk before they went out. I caught a train with 6 girls into the city (Perth, Western Australia if anyone is curious) at around 10pm. We club-hopped (I spent more on cover charges than drinks). I spent my night at the bar drinking while the girls danced (I am not a dancer...or a club person really) and mostly spent the night with the girl I was seeing. If the girls got hit on when they didn't want to be, they came and grabbed my arm and used me as a buffer. I'm 6 foot and pretty big so there tended to be few people willing to push the issue.
So...got drunk, went back to girlfriends place and because I had work the next day didn't stay the night. Stupidly said I was driving home (about 20 minute) and the two girls in question asked for a ride as they lived near me. Halfway home they asked to stay the night as they didn't want to wake their parents. Drunk me didn't see a problem. They came in, we drank some more on the couch, they began to fool around with each other, and not seeing why I shouldn't, joined in. An hour later and we were all asleep in my bed.
Not that exciting, but true story. Recently-ish involved in a planned MFMF foursome (using an awesome app for the search), then found out my wife was pregnant a few weeks after. Obviously there's that little voice that says "what if it's that other guy's kid", but we knew everyone involved had taken the standard precautions (as responsible adults would for an arranged meeting of that nature). First ultrasound confirmed that the fetus was too young to have been from that night.
It did become a running joke throughout the pregnancy though, much to my wife's amusement.
Buddy of mine and his two female coworkers. A few too many drinks one Friday night led to office flirting to a 2 minute 3-way in the back of his car, which all 3 of them agree was pretty unpleasant
Few weeks later, they both find out their pregnant (not sure how he knocked them both up), and they're definitely his. They all end up renting a 3 bedroom place together, and from what he tells me they still fool around every now and again, which i kinda believe since they're both pregnant again
My first son was conceived during a threesome. My partner and I actually met the girl through a website aimed for meeting people to have threesomes. We spoke on the net at first and then sms and then she came over. Stayed for a few days... and then it turned bad, tried to play me and my partner against each other, and then she got back with her ex and asked me to be with them... found out a few weeks later after we stopped speaking to her that I was pregnant. Bumped in to her and her ex a few weeks after that when me and my partner went shopping for our first baby outfit. Loved rubbing it in her face that I was pregnant. She got the last laugh. Turns out she had chylamdia and I got it off her and during labour I transferred it my son who got pneumonia and bad conjunctivitis from it!
My ex girlfriend and I were on and off for a while in college. One of her friends got married and my ex was asked to be a bridesmaid. She started to get a little smitten with the groomsman she was partnered with. I think they went on a date or two, but shortly thereafter, she found out he had been involved in a threesome. The couple he was with were trying to get pregnant for years without luck. He was pretty certain the kid was his. This was a deal breaker for her. At the time, I remember being relieved because I wanted her back.
I became pregnant under these circumstances. We were fairly sure whose it was, but we did a DNA test once baby was born, to confirm.
I personally did. I'm actually in the process of miscarrying the pregnancy.
Story goes like this - my ex best friend is polyamorous. She decided that she NEEDED to be with my husband. My marriage was struggling - poly came up in discussions. My husband latched on to the idea. We all began dating. I knew after one interaction that I was not in for it. They both decided it was because I have trust issues, not because I just wasn't interested. They fell in love, I was marked the jealous, prude who was unable to get out of the conformity of marriage. I was ruining the best thing they both had.
Fast forward, my husband and I split up. He goes to live with her. I'm devastated. She and him decide that the only way I can be with him again is if I am poly. I stupidly agree because I'm heartbroken and I don't want to throwaway 12 years of marriage. This time I wind up being the only one dating for now - this was their idea. So I could warm up to the idea. I agreed only thinking that maybe my husband would lose interest.
He did not. He wanted her and I was getting in the way. He began to get really mean, really abusive. I finally relented and said they could date again. They ran like the fucking wind with it. Wanting sleepovers, even though my husband would barely pay me any attention. He was glued to his phone.
She came over one night, after I told her not to. She proceeded to tear into me. When it was obvious that I didn't care, she got meaner and more aggressive and then eventually turned on the tears. My husband comforted her, the two of them decided they should snuggle down in our bed.
Basically, the threesome I participated in was nonconsensual, but sex is sex in my mind. I told them to bang while we were there because it was going to happen one way or the other (or it had already). I got pregnant.
I have since separated from my husband. No longer speak to her. They are dating. They've somehow decided that what they've done is okay and fine. They are dating from my understanding and I'm over here bleeding out the remains of that fucking awful night.
Have a friend (let's call him Mike) who is married to (Sarah) and they had a devil's threeway with one of the Mike's buddies. Sarah got prego. They never had a test or talked about it really they just all assumed it was his. Didn't really matter who's baby it "really" was, Mike was it's father. Everybody that partook understands that and I'm not sure if they're ever gonna tell the kid (Now 3 months) about the situation.
My friend was in an open marriage type deal where they slept with really whomever so long as there was a "hey, meet this person. If you like them as well, we're gonna fuck." WHALE! Needless to say, she ended up getting knocked up from all the threesomes and she came up to me asking me what the chances are that her husband isn't the father. "Well, how many times did the other guy bust in you?" "Only a couple of times." "And your husband?" "Only a couple of times." "You're going to want a paternity test." I stopped talking to them shortly after that, but I assume the child wasn't a bastard based on what everyone told me.
My husband and I decided to stop preventing pregnancy, but didn't get pregnant for two years. In the mean time, we both were making 'jokes' about having an ffm threesome... but I was serious and apparently so was he. I figured if we didn't have a baby, we may as well explore that fantasy instead. We were in our mid to late twenties, very attractive, and wanted to just hook up.
I found a sex club in our city, most of the time we are the youngest people there, and we proceeded to have many ffm and fffm hook ups at the club and outside of it.
We decided it wasn't always worth the membership costs to keep regularly perusing the club when there wasn't always someone we wanted to sleep with (poor us, I know). We started fooling with a dating app, and meeting hook ups that way. One of those hook ups was so good that we continued hooking up with her, and dropped our other extracurriculars to continue exclusively hooking up with her.
Two years later, we have a five month old, she was there for the conception (presumably), pregnancy, and for the delivery (which was great, she was so supportive of both of us). She and her primary male partner babysit and we (she, myself, my husband) are still hooking up.
my friend (guy - let's call him C) was in a relationship. He was in a relationship and one time his GF told him that her girl friend had just gotten over a tough breakup. So C did the kind thing and invited her for a threesome to help her get over it. Except C got a little too enthusiastic, and in the throes of his first threesome, climaxed in the friend's vagina hard, as his gf was being eaten out by the girl. C and his gf broke up 6 months later, he forgot all about it. another year goes by and he finds out he has a little girl from that ONE TIME. He's on good terms with the mother, but never wanted to be in couple with her. He has now married a diff woman, with whom he has another child.
I'm a guy, was in university and lived with 6 girls. Some would say that was pretty sweet - I didn't - they were the messiest, laziest bunch of girls, any who, I had a big crush on two of them, so put up with it. Quite regularly we'd chill, watch movies together.. I kinda took it my role to look after them when we'd go out - get rid of letches or some guys by 'pretending' to be one of their boyfriends, and helped them make their escape.
We all would prank each other day-to-day.. so we've done things like run round the block naked, hide in each others bedrooms and jump out or wear a mask late at night and scare each other, good bunch of friends. One evening, we're all together, drinking Tequila and playing spin the bottle and truth or dare.. We're getting slowly more and more hazy, but I remember saying on one of my truths that I had a huge crush on those 2. The next morning I wake up with those 2 girls in one of their beds. I just had my boxers on and were cuddling both of them either side of me. Still in my Tequila haze I look at both of them and wonder what the hell went on last night and why could I not remember probably the best night of my life.
The girls woke up and it was bliss... I thought all my numbers came up on the lottery.. and that peace and harmony reigned over the world. Angels sang. You know, that kind of stuff. Girls said it was the best night ever and it should happen again.. Girls left.. I fantasized for a few hours ;-) and hated myself for not remembering what happened.
A week or two later.. they both knocked on my door.. now remembering I'm a young, permanently horny guy, I thought that round 2 was coming and I was definitely not going to have a single drop of forgetful juice. They asked to talk.. We sat down and they said they wanted to chat about "that night"... awesome I thought... getting turned on by the second. They said they both were pregnant. My ass dropped out of my pants. They said that they both wanted to keep the babies and we could all raise them together, it would be fun they said..
In a flashes of logicality, thinking about dropping out of university, getting a job, supporting 2 babies and 2 mothers and living together, and the horror, yet strange excitement about it all. They said they would go and let me thinking about it.
For the rest of the day I was in a fog - not knowing what to do or how to feel. My horny side was YES! I've gotten together with the two most beautiful, nicest girls I've known. But with awesome power, comes awesome responsibility. I started to rationalize how I could make it all work. But it was going round and round in my head.
That evening the girls get home and we're all sat round the table. The 2 girls are sat there looking at each other. When they blurted out that it was all a joke. All the girls knew I had a crush on these 2.. they set the night up, as they were all drinking water and I was drinking the Tequila. Nothing happened that night but them putting me to bed and them all making it look like something did.
It was a strange mix of having the best prank that anyone has ever done with a slightly depressing bout of damn, I kinda wish it had happened!
I had a friend who was in an orgy that also involved his best friend and his best friends girl. My friend claims to have just came on his best friends girls belly but nobody really believes that shit.
She got pregnant and my friends mom offered to adopt the baby on the basis that she NEVER know her brother is really her father and never knowing her mother as anybody but my friends mom.
Shes about 8 now and looks identical to my buddy but still does t know or suspect her origins. Shes a spoiled rotten brat but also my friends mom is a textbook narcissist.
Its a whole clusterfuck that my friend wants to fix but hes in a legal battle with his mom over identity theft (she used his credit to buy a house) and is a little overwhelmed with all the wtf that needs to be addressed in his family.
This happened to me.
So I was just chilling with my main bitch, regular Saturday. Went to the park, ran around a bunch, then basically hung out on the couch for a while.
While we were at the park we both noticed this really really great looking female. My girl was really into her, they were running around together while we were playing frisbee. You could tell they were into each other by the way they kept smelling each others assholes.
Anyways fast forward to when we were home on the couch. We see the other bitch walk by the house, so we bring her inside. I gave both girls a full scoop of dry food with some wet food. They ate greedily.
....you can imagine where it goes from here....
Thanks for reading!
Raise your hands--who had an emo phase in the 2000s? I know I did, as did a lot of people around me. All of us heard “It's just a phase" from our parents at some point, but when you're a kid, life as we know it seems so permanent.
Of course, most of the time, it was “just a phase". And looking back, those phases are regrettable, to say the least. Here are some prime examples of that.
What was your biggest/most regrettable "It's not a phase, mom. It's my life." that, in fact, turned out to be just a phase and not your life?
The enthusiasm of a young person can lead to some unexpected changes that parents are just not ready for.
I was VERY into The Transformers when I was a wee lad in the 1980s. One day, I decided to change my name to the name of my favorite Autobot. My name was lame, and I wanted an awesome Transformer name. And I was VERY insistent that my parents only call me by my new name. Calling me by my 'old' name would cause a big fat tantrum on my part.
So for the better part of a week, my poor parents had to call me Wheeljack.
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My cat-ear phase. I wore cat ears every single day. Everywhere. I had like 20 pairs of them. Now everyone thinks I'm a furry.
I find that very cute and wouldn't have thought you'd be furry. Even if you'd had cat mittens. I think my suspicions would have started if you moved a bit like a cat, displayed catlike grooming habits or got a cat mask.
Not gonna lie, that car sounds cool.
I went to a car show once as a teen, and the only newer car there was some chick's PT cruiser. It was hot glittery pink, and at the time I was obsessed. I insisted that one day I would have a hot pink car, with pink seats, pink dash, pink carpets, etc. I was pretty heavily goth at the time, so my parents just rolled their eyes.
These phases can often lead to some very strange fashion choices.
When I was a teenager (early 00s), I was waiting for my mother to pick me up and was wearing one of those sh!tty sports wristwatches. It was itching me so I took it off for a second, but then she arrived and because I was struggling to get it back on my wrist, I looped it around the equally sh!tty chain I had around my neck in a rush to get out the door.
My mom asked me about it in the car, and I told her this was my new style and I planned to wear it like that every day. She rolled her eyes.
I wore that watch on a chain around my neck every single day for 3 years or so. There are even professional family photos where I'm wearing it because I refused to take it off.
One day, the chain broke and I lost the watch. I was in high school at that point anyway and it was a major lady repellent, so... phase over.
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Baggy pants, being a rapper someday and being a professional skater.
When I was about 14 and Eminem was starting to blow up I bought myself a keyboard with a synthesizer. It cost like $200 which was all the money I had saved up. It finally came (this was way before amazon prime and such) and I tried rapping.
My sister told me "you're effing horrible" and I gave up right then and there.
This should be a sin.
I used to button the top buttons of polo shirts.
I must say, this is probably the worst one I've read.
Looking back at our regrettable choices, all we can do is cringe.
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Being a tattooer. Regrettable because of those poor people who have my awful doodles on their bodies.
Take heart! My favorite tattoo is the one I drunkenly got my buddy to do in his living room one year during March Madness! It's dumb and frankly mediocre? But such a good story and has such good associations I smile every time I see it.
My friend and I decided we were going to open a bar in Jamaica with exotic snakes in glass cages in the walls at each booth. We convinced ourselves it would be amazing for at least two years in college. It was going to be called Fredro's.
My entire family made fun of me for it. Once we got out of college, we realized it was not feasible and joined the office grind. We're also two white guys with no ties to Jamaica.
Talk about cringey.
I wore a top hat with an anime pin on it for around a year. Met one of my current best friends while wearing it, idk how he could bear to speak to me after that.
My weirdest phase was probably when I insisted on wearing knee-high rainbow socks to school every day. But honestly, I don't regret it. I rocked those socks, and I wish I still have a pair.
To all the people out there cringing over their past selves, remember that you were just a kid, and to be easy on yourselves. After all, we've all been there
It should not take much for a consumer to be satisfied with the products they purchase.
Yet, too often, manufacturers who oversell their products fail to deliver what is promised and are inevitably left with angry customers who want their money back.
Whether the merchandise was defective or ridiculously overpriced, strangers online shared some of their worst purchases when Redditor BooksMcGee asked:
"What is the worst product you ever paid money for?"
Short Life Span
"This NERF gun that's supposed to shoot tennis balls for your dog. I bought it cause I thought you could load 3 at a time and shoot them far, but it's just one and it's super loud and the gun broke after like 4 shots (reading reviews later, this was a common issue)."
"There were these toys called squiggles when I was a kid and the commercials made it seem like the toy was alive. It looked like you would get this crazy little fuzzy worms as pets that would follow you around an so sick tricks and listen to your every command. It was really just a piece of fluffy string tied to another piece of string with googly eyes on it. People may say that it was supposed to be a magic trick but they should also explain that to a 5 year old who really wanted a pet."
"Not their fault, but I paid $70 for a Yugioh card hours before it was limited to one copy. Probably dropped to $20 by the end of the day."
These purchases were bad for your bum.
"A bicycle that literally fell apart before I made it out of the parking lot."
Not Worth Sitting On
"Joybird brand couch. Was so terrible, we returned it. Still hard to believe, we returned a freaking couch."
Going Nowhere Fast
"A 2000 VW Beetle (used)."
"Biggest piece of sh*t that literally had to have just about everything replaced before 100k miles and would still break down every time you left the driveway to the point where the tow-truck driver knew us on a first-name basis."
"An Oldsmobile Achieva from one of those buy here pay here places. I should have known better, but I was young and thought I was getting a good deal. I had the thing for about 5 months, I drove it for maybe 3 weeks. The rest of the time it was either in the shop, or in my driveway waiting until pay day so I could afford to fix whatever broke on it this week. Eventually told the dealer just take it, I'm not paying for it any more. He said nope, and I will make sure your credit is ruined. I said well you sold me a lemon, do you really want to go this route? He came and took it. Never reported anything to credit. I heard he got sued by several other people who sold sh**ty cars too and eventually went out of business."
"Always amazes me when I see them driving around still, I can only assume there's enthusiasts who just love repairing horribly designed cars."
These Redditors were not convinced what they ingested was edible.
"A box of plain Cheerios. Thought they were honey nut, poured a bowl, was very disappointed."
"If I wanted to taste cardboard, I'd just eat the box."
"A burnt frozen pizza at the air and space museum cafe in DC. I Don't wish that experience on anyone. There are some amazing restaurants in DC, don't settle."
The following electronics just gave off a bad charge.
"Asus Transformer Pad TF700"
"This was one of those early 'high end' Android tablets that was grossly underpowered, and it showed. Thing was slow as sh!t in no time flat. Rookie mistake investing into shiny new tech while they were still working all the bugs out. Think I paid somewhere in the neighborhood of $350-400 for it..."
"macbook pro 2018 13" touchbar. 2 years old and dead (battery). they're asking $300-$400 to change the battery. malfunctioning keyboard with double presses and missing presses. that's a lot of money for bad design."
"Past winter my old room heater broke down and I had to buy a new one. Went to a store nearby and somehow got convinced to buy a very costly heating device.. It's also my fault, since there were some sligthly cheaper options around, but nope. I wanted the expensive one thinking it will make my small room a volcano with little to no effort/cost (that's also what the seller told me). Long story short the device wasn't doing ANYTHING. No significant temperature changes, too much space, a weird noise, and was doubling my previous device in utility cost. I still gloom over those 80 euros.."
Some of my disappointing purchases was clothing, but only because I purchased them online. Unless they are a brand I'm familiar with, I'm usually fine with buying new jeans off of their websites.
But when it comes to graphic tees only available on specialty shops, an M-size shirt is not necessarily the same size as those found in other reputable stores.
I bought a medium sized T-shirt from a boutique store online because I loved the look of the design. But when it arrived, the supposed medium fit me like an XL.
At least I gained a fierce cleaning rag from this impulsive purchase.
We all know the job interview butterflies.
We sit outside the office or wait for the phone call and our foot taps at rapid speed. We run through some rehearsed answers, but worry that they'll ask a slew of things we never even considered. We try not to sweat too much.
Often, it turns out alright. We may not get the job, but we're respectable, give solid answers, and learn a lot about the place we're trying to get hired.
Other times, however, all of our far-fetched worries seem to come to life.
Curious to hear just how bad an interview can go, Redditor UIGrimsen asked:
"What was your worst job interview?"
Plenty of people had some truly bizarre stories to share. Part of these train wrecks were bad luck, and part were the insane antics of the people giving the interview.
But for us, they're simply hilarious.
"I applied for a job in a Planetarium, the interview was conducted in a big dome."
"Problem was, another part of the Planetarium staff was doing fire alarm tests during the interview. The dome amplified the sound so much, it was deafening. The interview staff acted like nothing was going on. We had to shout so we could hear each other."
"My mom raises chickens … and during COVID one of them got sick (not COVID). She had it inside to feed water hourly to try to nurse it back to life. My mom has to run an errand so I'm in charge of this chicken for the afternoon."
"I was on a phone screening with a candidate for a position in my office and this chicken starts having a seizure and dies on the middle of this phone call. I look over and it's laying almost like it was crucified."
"The candidate heard the commotion and asked if everything was ok … Which I relied 'yeah, the chicken just died.' "
"She withdrew her application the next morning."
"1.) I walked in as the HR lady farted"
"2.) it was a small office with no windows"
"3.) I asked her questions about their employee retention rate that she couldn't answer"
"4.) the fart stayed the duration of the interview"
"5.) I hope the fart got the job, because I didn't want it"
A Very Instructive Moment
"Applied to work at a vet clinic. Veterinarian did the interview while spaying a cat, apparently one of the cleanest and quickest surgeries they do. I fainted."
"Was not offered the job (after I woke up)."
Others shared moments when their excitement was deflated instantly. They encountered such closed-minded interviewers that there was almost no need for discussion.
That Bus Perk
"As an interviewee It was when I applied to a job as a Junior programmer and in 5 minutes the guys goes 'look, I'll be honest, there is no job, you can get an internship, no pay, we offer the bus pass' "
Plains, Trains, and Automobiles Later...
"I took vacation days to interview, bought my own plane ticket, and paid for my own hotel. First thing the interviewer said was, 'I have no intention of hiring you. This is just a courtesy because I knew your brother.' I had 8 more hours left in my interview day. It was painful."
"They ended up offering me the position many weeks down the road because they couldn't fill the position. I politely declined and got a very passive aggressively worded survey to fill out explaining why I passed."
There's a Right Answer??
"Wanted to work at H&M, got interviewed by the worst person ever."
"One question was and I am legit not lying, 'What is your favorite color and why?' "
"I answered 'baby blue because it's calming and not too harsh to the eyes.' My interviewer then said Oooh, sorry! Red is what we were looking for. And then proceeded to show me the exit."
Last, some shared the times they arrived for the interview excited and enthusiastic, but quickly learned how out of their league the position was.
These interviews looked more like brutal interrogations from the FBI than job interviews.
All the Principals
"Fresh out of college, I was looking for my first teaching job. I applied at a small district for an elementary school position."
"I walked in, expecting the principal and a few teachers. Instead I had the superintendent of the district, some high-level admin, and every single elementary school principal in the district. Probably 15 people in all. They peppered me with questions for 45 minutes."
"I had zero experience, just my student teaching. I did not get the job."
Shove Your Masters
"Finished up a masters degree in physics. Got a phone interview and was was told it would be an introductory chat. Was confronted with a technical interview panel (over the phone) of 6 PhDs, 4 of which had graduated from the research group I had just left. We walked through my research project in about 10 minutes."
"Then the pain began... felt like I'd only learned kindergarten physics."
An Extremely Intimidating Position
"Got an interview for a job as a floor manager at a gigantic steel foundry. I have some background in metallurgy so I thought it'd fit. It paid $90k and I was qualified resume-wise. I got there, turned out it was a group interview with three other applicants, to hear the pitch."
"If something messes up, the company loses $100,000 (some shockingly high amount, I don't remember if it was exactly 100k) per hour and it's your sole responsibility to fix it. They said you'd have to be on call 24/7 to handle anything that comes up."
"I got to the solo part out of curiosity and the interviewer they put me with said something to the effect of 'I know this job sounds bad, but actually it's even worse.' I was desperate for a job because I didn't land one straight out of college, but I was glad not to hear back from them after the interview..."
Here's hoping you don't have a job interview scheduled and this just amplified your anxiety 1000%. The nice thing to remember is that these horror stories are few and far between.
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Believe it or not, Canadians don't live in igloos or freeze to death all year round. If you go to Germany, it's highly unlikely that every German you meet will be cold and uninviting. Hop over to the United Kingdom and you're not going to run into tons of people with terrible teeth and bad hygeine.
These are called stereotypes, my friends, and it's best you leave them at the door. People were more than willing to strike down some stereotypes about the countries they know and love after Redditor HelloThere577 asked the online community,
"What are some false stereotypes about your country?"
"When most folks envision Scotland, they think of kilts, whisky, bagpipes, and red hair.
All of those things exist (and are common) here.
People might also imagine verdant hillsides, rocky bluffs, and skies that randomly switch between clear and cloudy.
Once again, that's completely accurate.
However, one stereotype which has absolutely no foundation, in reality, is the assumption that Scotsmen are constantly hunting haggis. In fact, haggis-hunting only takes place in February (which is the season for deosil haggis) and May (which is the season for widdershins haggis). For the rest of the year, the haggis is more or less left alone."
"I am originally from Portugal and moved to the United States. Around 80% of the people that I have met thought Portugal was either in South America, owned by Brazil, or a part of Spain. When I first came here it made me really sad."
"If the wildlife hurts or kills you in Australia, it's generally because you are f***** stupid. You are 10000 times more likely to be injured or killed in a car accident in Australia than by anything in nature."
This is likely very true, but knowing me, I'd probably be easy pickings for one of those huntsman spiders.
"That we end every sentence with "eh" and drink maple syrup by the gallon and have moose and igloos in our backyards."
You mean... you don't?
Just kidding. Canada is lovely––visit sometime. It's a lovely place.
The United States
"That we always have a shotgun at the ready. A shotgun is a home gun where a pistol is your everyday gun. Your revolver is your dress gun, for special occasions. Then of course your assault rifle is for when you're kicking back and cracking open a cold one with the boys."
"Anything related to The Sound of Music."
Probably gets annoying afer a short while. Great movie, though. Still dreaming about a trip to Salzburg.
"A lot of Americans seem to think we're inbred because we're an island. This is dumb, because it's a very big island (10th biggest in the world), and it's not isolated, we've been invaded, invading, and trading with the mainland for thousands of years."
"That we are car thieves. Crime was widespread in Poland in the 90s but today crime (including theft) rate in Poland is low."
"We do gesticulate a lot, but we definitely don't yell like crazy."
It seems Italian Americans are the ones who could learn a thing or two about being more reserved.
"Iceland. We're not some utopian Disneyland filled with quirky superstitious people that all believe in elves."
Remember: The world is an enormous place filled with people from all walks of life, and they don't take too kindly too stereotypes. Expand your horizons by having conversations with as many people as possible. You'd be surprised how quickly your preconceived notions will vanish.
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