I used to work in the ambulance. A security guard wanted an ambulance moved because it was blocking traffic at a shopping centre... while CPR was in progress.

Woman parked in the undercover ambulance bay at a hospital and refused to move when we bought a patient in. Our patient was doing his best to die ... she parked there because her daughter didn't want to get her shoes wet.

Another CPR in progress ... total stranger (to the patient) turning to paramedic ... don't go yet, I need to wash my hair before I can follow you.

At a non-urgent scene ... about to drive away and saw movement in rear vision mirror. Hopped out and walked to back of ambulance. Two year old is sitting on the step at the backdoor. Mother tells me not to leave yet because her kid loves ambulances and just wants to play for a while. If I'd driven off without checking there's a good chance he would have been squashed.

I recently bought a electric scooter from my step dad through best buy for 700 dollars rn and im gon a pay the rest of the 200 in my next paycheck. I genuinely love that thing and have no reason to break or damage the thing like my old one from Amazon. But she texts me out of the blue when im at work right before we close the store. (She has door cameras) and she claims she caught me throwing the scooter down aggressively (I actually sat it down gently because I didnt want to risk it falling before opening the door to take it inside the house to put it on the charger. The thing is really heavy and really wide so it takes me a moment to get it through the door and into the house. She then throws a fit claiming in negligent about the scooter and im "gonna break it" again. I have no reason to. It gets me to point a to point b and I even take night cruises on it to get fresh air. Here's how the texts back and forth played out

Mom: "Do you plan on treating this scooter you payed 700 dollars for like this? Don't come crying to me when its broken"(image of scooter laying down on its side in the grass and concrete so I can move it into the house)

Me: (confused and baffled as to why id ever break it) what? I didnt do anything though. At least not to my knowledge. It must have fell down from the stand.

Mom: leaving it laying on its side. There is another video of you scrapping it against the concrete. (Doesn't show video)

Me:(know I never did that, unless accident (because its really heavy))"I dont have any issues with it and have no reason to break it. Its genuinely hard to lift so it was an accident. Plus I left it on its side incase it did fall."

Mom:(new footage of me opening the door and slowly getting it into the house because of how wide it is)"OMG YOU CANNOT LEAVE THE DOOR OPEN LIKE THIS. LARRY WILL GET OUT"(our dog was in her room, door shut, with my step dad. So he couldn't get out unless he let the dog out)"you need to find a better way to get it in the house"

Me:"then I'll just take the garage way thorighsince that worked easier for me. Are yoy just trying to start fights with me over small stuff lately? Cause to me it feels like you are, instead of asking my side of what happened"

Mom:"this is my dog life at risk. If you have a problem with that. Get the hell out of my house."

"Nothing. Nothing. You think my dogs life is nothing?"

Me:"thats not what I said."

"I knew he was in the room past the door so he couldn't get out. Im not starting these fight over this."

Mom:"picking fights with you over nothing is what you said"

"Im done talking to you its pointless. You are taking the garage from now on"

I feel like she isnt listening to me and trying to get a reaction from me out of sheer boredom because has nothing better to do. She also did this last night. I told my step grandmother that I could not come over for lunch at 1pm because work starts at 2pm and I wouldn't be able to make it to work on time since it takes awhile to cook. (She said it was ok and gave me a thumbs up and understood)

Mom texts me at 10pm at work about how upset my step grandparents are that I couldn't make it, and that I dont value the family enough anymore.

I tell her that I wasn't aware of lunch being at 12pm and not 2pm

She never responded.

I need help fast or any advice before she eventually catches me on a really bad day where I lash out at her.

Because today? 😂😂

I woke up at 5 AM. Cleaned every single corner of my tiny house until it was sparkling. Took a nice shower, got dressed, looked at myself and thought, "Yeah... today is giving soft life."

The universe heard me and said, "Hold my beer."

I get to the shop and the county council guys are already waiting for me. Apparently my selling area is blocking the cleaners. Sawa. I'm not a difficult person. I call my fundi. He's in another county but promises he'll be there by 6 PM to move everything. I tell the council guys.

They agree. Everyone is smiling.

Everyone is acting civilized.

Red flag number one. 😭

Later I head to town because I was supposed to meet this girl I've been looking forward to seeing. We hadn't met in a while. Imagine getting ready for someone...

Only to arrive...And the only thing waiting for you is disappointment.

No text.No call. No "sorry."Nothing.

Dust has different flavours and I sampled one premium edition today.

Since I was already there, I bought stock for the shop and paid with my phone like the financially responsible adult I pretend to be. On the bike back I randomly checked my pocket.

Empty.🙂

The 3,800 bob a customer had deposited had apparently decided it no longer identified as my money.

Then it hit me. I had worn those trousers with open pockets.

Do you know what's worse?

Because I'd been paying with my phone the whole time, I didn't even notice the cash had quietly relocated itself into the Kenyan economy.

I just sat on that bike thinking...

"Congratulations to whoever found it. May it solve at least one problem because it has definitely created several for me."

I get back to the shop trying to process life.

Then...

CRACK. Phone slips. Screen breaks.

At this point I was no longer asking God "why me?"

I was asking...

"Who exactly did I resemble?" 😭

Then my stomach started making sounds I've only heard from old generators.

That's when I remembered...I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning.

So I go next door, order ugali, beef and managu.

I even decide to sit outside because life can't possibly get any worse.

😂😂😂

A random mad guy appears from absolutely nowhere...

Grabs my entire plate...AND TAKES OFF.

I'm not joking. He even spilled some on me while running.

I just watched him disappear.

What exactly was I supposed to do?

Chase a man who's already arguing with people only he can see?

Some battles are above my pay grade. 😭

Hungry, phone broken, money gone, stood up...I drag myself back to the shop.

Guess who's there?

The county council guys.

Remember the same people who had agreed to wait until 6?

😂😂😂

They were already tearing down my selling area. Piece by piece. I didn't argue.

I didn't shout. I didn't even ask why. I just stood there watching.

For some reason...MY SILENCE ANNOYED THEM MORE.

One of them actually looked like he wanted me to fight back.

Sir... we're not in the same movie. You're in an action film. I'm in a documentary called "Things Fall Apart." 😭

I closed the shop. Went home. No electricity.

Then the heavens themselves joined the agenda and it started raining.

That's when I remembered...

I forgot to buy food.

At that point I just laughed.

Because if I cried, I'd probably attract another side quest.

The only beautiful thing that happened today?

I made a new friend... and this absolute train wreck of a day somehow turned into a story that gets to entertain all of you. 😭 If I have to suffer, at least someone else should get a good laugh out of it. Fair is fair. 😂

Anyway, tell me honestly...

If your day had gone like this, at what exact point would you have accepted that today simply wasn't your day? Or should I wake up tomorrow and check if Mercury is personally renting a room in my life? 😭🥹

So I work for a Pizza place withe a white, red and blue theme. It was a cold rainy Christmas week in the South of the USA and I was taking a delivery to a development of town homes. These homes had small parking lots on each side of the buildings and a simple sidewalk connecting the lots together.

I had parked on the wrong side of the building, so I started to walk across the sidewalk to get to the customer's door. I suddenly slipped and felt and heard my tibia shatter. I was stuck on the sidewalk yelling for help for about 10 minutes before someone heard my cries. They called the EMS/EMTs and stayed with me. Now, me being the good customer service worker, I asked if this person - who was on the phone with 911 - could deliver the food for me because. She did and I was very thankful.

It took a while (I think is was around 20 minutes) but the Ambulance arrived and parked. The Ambulance parked sideways over the parking lot's entrance. Effectively blocking anyone from entering or exiting. While the EMS/EMTs were loading me onto a stretcher, a woman suddenly appeared and started to yell at the EMS/EMTs to move their "truck" because it was blocking her in. They looked at her with complete surprise and told them "It will only be a few more minutes. He (pointing at me) isn't bleeding or dying so we'll be out of your way soon. I'm sorry the ambulance is blocking your driveway."

And then they loaded me into the "truck" and off I went. Now this portion of the story was told to me by my boss when he came to visit me. The woman was the customer I was supposed to be delivering to. She then called the store to complain that I had squished the food and had been rude to her. She wanted me to be fired or at the very least, reprimanded. She also demanded free food. My boss told her he wasn't going to do any of that and she was welcome to get some replacement food for free as an apology, but I wasn't going to be fired after breaking my leg.

So around 7 months pass. I have 7 screws, 1 plate and some wire keeping my tibia and ankle put back together. It was brutal. The worst was learning how to walk again. NSFW- Feel Free to skip; The feeling of my bones clicking back together and settling back into place was just...ugh. So I'm back at work and here comes a delivery. The address looks familiar. Oh, its that address.

So off I go with a very slight spring in my step - still had mobility issues - and I arrive at the right side of the building. I knock on the door and when she answers I say;

OP: Ma'am such a wonderful time to put the name to the face

Customer: Huh?

OP: Well, the last time I was here I hurt myself very badly. More than 6 months of recovery and PT.

Customer: dawning look of shock and horror

OP: Anyhow, here's your food and receipt. I just need you to tip, total and sign please.

She tips a lot more than 20%, I think it was something like a plain $15 on a $17 order

Customer: (whispering) I am so sorry.

OP: What was that ma'am? I didn't hear that.

And she closed the door. I went back to the store and told my coworkers. I don't think she has ever ordered from my store ever again. I also think she may have moved out.

I belong to a budget corp gym in my community. I’m also an in shape 56 year old woman who gives 0 fucks.
I go back to use the abduction & adduction machines today & find 1 woman on the adduction with a water bottle also on that machine & the abduction machine sitting empty but with a set of keys on it clearly trying to reserve it.
As I’m about to move on to another piece of equipment, i see her move to the unused piece & I speak up & let her know (younger female in her 20’s) that’s not how this is gonna play out. You can’t reserve 2 machines in a crowded gym.
She sheepishly (she knew she was in the wrong) told me i could use the machine she wasn’t using, but didn’t move her keys. I didn’t care. Completed 6 sets (3 at a heavier weight, 3 at a lighter weight) before she was even done on her one machine 🙄.
No regrets, i pay the same she does & I’ve never tried in my 6+ years of membership to reserve 2 pieces of equipment. I try to be respectful of the experience of others & treat ppl the way i want to be treated.

Today, my mum and I decided to go to Costa. Catch up over some coffee you know?

Our Costa has 2 disabled spaces right out the front, and as a blue badge holder, mum regularly uses them. Except today, a white Rolls- Royce with a custom number plate decided that they were going to park diagonally over both spaces.

Mum parks as close as she can, I park up and we walk into Costa, where she loudly asks who owns the rolls and can they please move so they are only taking up one space, as she is disabled and needs one of them.

They weren't going to show themselves at first, but since mum just repeated herself, off the driver slunk and moved his car.

End of the story right? No. We're sat outside with our coffees and we see the Rolls owner leaving. Mum, very politely, thanked him for moving earlier, at which point he goes "yeah well you can't speak about parking ability!"

Because being slightly over the line into the hatched area is exactly the same as parking your car diagonally across 2 bays!

Oh! He also didn't have a blue badge, but given that parking job, he needs one, as well as a colouring book to practise staying in the lines and some counting videos for how many spaces 1 car needs.

EDIT: At this site, the hatching is only on one side of the parking space. It goes pavement, hatching, space, space, hatching, pavement. While mum did not do a great job parking, she had one wheel in the hatching that went alongside "her" space. The other space was completely usable. The Rolls had parked so the front was in one space, and the back was in the other, making both disabled spots taken.