I cannot tell you how many times I had to answer asinine questions at this one job I had years ago. I was surrounded by people who didn't seem to know what they were doing and it drove me mad. We had a big project once and I remember I stayed up an entire night doing stuff on my own.
I eventually realized that the boss tended to hire his friends sooo... I was quite frustrated. Eventually I left and life is much better now, thankfully. But it did remind me of the importance of self reliance!
People shared their stories after Redditor Djwhat6 asked the online community,
"When was a “F**k it, I’ll do it myself” moment for you?"
"Eight years old. Was begging my parents to teach me to ride a bike for well over a year. Maybe even 2? I felt like the last of my friends to learn and it was embarrassing. I finally went into my dad's toolbox that probably weighed as much as I did and tried about a dozen tools until I managed to figure out how to take off my little pink training wheels."
"I spent the next couple weeks nonstop teaching myself how to ride a bike with 0 help. Absolutely f*cked myself up numerous times. No one noticed or cared...except my friends who were stoked when I finally rolled up on 2 wheels."
"I am 30 now and I weirdly find this to be a pivotal moment of my life. It seems insignificant but to feel the power of self sufficiency at 8 was pretty dope and really built my confidence."
CommieDearestD
That's bittersweet. Like it's a totally baddy move that you did that, but it's sad that your parents didn't help.
"After getting jerked around..."
"I bought a house recently and the previous owners didn’t leave the mailbox key. I had a million other things to do, so I figured I’d call a locksmith and let them deal with it. After getting jerked around by 3 different guys who refused to even give me a ballpark on cost, I said f*ck it and drilled into the lock myself and replaced it."
"Got the job done for $30 (new lock + a wrench I had to buy) instead of probably $200."
[deleted]
Well done! And this actually inspires me to do some home repair, come to think of it.
"I called for my mom..."
"The very first day home after my second open heart surgery. I was six years old, sitting on the kitchen floor playing with my Hot Wheels, and I realized had to use the bathroom. After being in the hospital for weeks, I was taught I had to be very careful; I was dosed with morphine and couldn't feel that my sternum (which had been sawed in half) was still healing.
I called for my mom to come pick me up and help me to the bathroom. No answer. I called again. Nothing. Well I'm obviously not peeing my pants. I'm a big girl, dammit. So I very carefully pushed myself to my feet and walked unaided for the first time since my surgery. Freaked my mom out and she was super apologetic that she couldn't hear me calling."
Symnestra
I'd say that's pretty amazing. You did it!
"Part timer..."
"Part timer mopped the freezer. With water."
vexum7
As someone who used to work in a restaurant, this made me cry inside.
"Senior year of college. I was apparently the only one capable of actually doing anything hardware related for our senior design project. Told one of the group to do a basic thing, and he called me saying the whole system was broken. After that, I said f*ck it, took everything home, and did all of the build work while the other mainly did the write-ups."
yeeetheeey
You saved the project! Good for you!
"Literally..."
"Literally any group project in school."
MidnightRose645
I felt this in my soul. How I hated group projects. The worst.
"I'd still have to..."
"Every time I asked my ex to do something while I was at work, like the dishes or taking out the garbage. I'd still have to do them when I got home after 12 hours."
KittiesBeforeTitties
Hmmm... that's probably Reason 472 why they're your ex, right?
"Everyone..."
"Everyday at work."
Zero416
Been there. The amount of things I can get done in the time someone else does one thing is the very reason I say I’ll just do it.
"I picked an easy cut..."
"Cutting my own hair during peak Covid. I picked an easy cut and it came out pretty good!"
CaptainPlummet
I've done this for two years now and have saved so much money. Soooo much money.
"The day we were meeting..."
"I had a group project in college where my group completely flaked. Skipped meetings, missed deadlines, never delivered."
"The day we were meeting to combine all our parts into a single report, no one showed, didn't even e-mail their parts. Turns out, they all planned on writing their parts that day, the day before it's due. They had nothing, and now weren't even going to try."
So, f*ck it, did it all myself. Took all their names off it, added our e-mail chain as an appendix. It wasn't until I was presenting it in front of the class solo that they realized what happened."
MyNameIsRay
Again, I hated group projects. Had one in college years ago that went something like this. Stressful experience.
Admit it: People suck and annoy the hell out of you, don't they? Yeah... there's a reason why you're better off doing a ton of things on your own.
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People Share Their Best 'Oh Sh*t, Here We Go Again' Stories
Humans are great at pattern recognition, and these patterns of daily life can often be comforting. Waking up and having the first cup of coffee of the day is a pattern that many people enjoy, and often signals a great day.
The phrase "We need to talk," has been the start of many an uncomfortable conversation though, so most people recognize it as an omen of awkwardness to come.
Husband Says He'll Leave Wife If She Doesn't Lose Weight, Now She's Too Skinny And Desirable
The funny (in a tragic kind of way) thing about manipulative and abusive relationships is that sometimes you don't realize you're in one until something so ridiculous happens that you can't deny it any longer. One Reddit user is facing that realization after her husbands ultimatum, an assault by his friend, and the victim blaming that followed.
Yup, it's as bad we it seems. Here is her original post:
I met my husband 6 years ago when we both had just graduated college. He was a lovely guy, handsome and very well put together. He loved muscle cars and weight lifting and I loved everything about him. I fell in love with him instantly and was over the moon when he asked me to marry him.
A year into our marriage, I became pregnant with our son and gained about 30 lbs. I was 5'3" 125 lbs before the baby and 155 lbs after the baby. I still fit into the same clothing sizes so I didn't think I had gained too much weight and that it would come off with breastfeeding and some more exercise.
After the baby, my husband started pressuring me to lose the weight. He said that his friends were making comments about how fat I had gotten and that he was not as attracted to me as he was before I had the baby. He gave me an ultimatum that I either would have to lose the 30 lbs in six months or he would leave me. I was very upset about the demand, but I didn't want to lose him so I tried my hardest to lose the weight.
Every day for months I would wake up and go to hot yoga for 90 minutes. After I got home from work, I would run or do some body weight exercises. I tried to keep my calorie count below 1200 so that I would lose 2 or more lbs per week. The weight slowly but surely started to come off and I was back down to 130 lbs by the end of the six months. My husband was happy and things looked like they would be okay.
After I lost the weight, I noticed a shift in the attitude of my husband's friends. Most of them are perfectly nice guys, but a few of them are absolute pieces of shit (the same ones who called me fat). Once I returned to my old weight, these friends started to make comments about me and how sexy I was. I told my husband to make them stop and he said that he would speak with them, but the rude comments never stopped. I channeled all of my frustrations into working out and I lost an additional 15 lbs of body fat and got more toned.
This past weekend, my husband's friends were over at the house and one of them grabbed me and tried to grope me. I told my husband and even though he was angry at his friend, he was still angry at me. My husband said that I was leading his friends on by losing so much weight and that I was trying to make myself skinny so that I could cheat on him. I was disgusted by this accusation and packed my bags and left for my mom's house.
Last night, my husband called me and begged for me to come back home. He says that he knows that he was unfair and that he won't let his friend come over anymore, but I am so tired of dealing with this that I'm not sure I want him back. He's the one that told me to lose weight, but now he's blaming me for being too skinny and I'm afraid he's going to make me develop an eating disorder. But I also still love my husband and it hurts me to be apart from him.
I'm so confused and I'm not sure what to do.
Reddit swooped in with responses SO DANG FAST. Some of them had to be censored or edited because people had some CHOICE words about this.
H/T: Reddit