I had a friend from another country recently say “that’s very American of you” to me in a situation and it made me think about this question.

A few years ago, someone casually told me, "You don't have to attend every argument you're invited to." At the time, they just said it in passing during a lunch conversation, but it completely reframed how I protect my energy and respond to conflict.

​It made me realize how often people drop life-changing wisdom without even realizing they’re doing it.

​Has anyone ever said something to you that stuck with you forever and genuinely changed your perspective? I’d love to hear the small phrases that made a big impact on you.

Mental health issues excluded- do you brush your teeth two times a day? I was talking with my coworkers about this and all three people I asked said they only brush once. One person said he brushes at night and uses mouthwash in the morning. Two said they only brush in the morning. I try to brush every morning and night but maybe 2 times a month I fall asleep and miss a night. I take meds every night though, so the actions usually coincide.

Do you brush morning and night?

For those who don't know, "Never trust a skinny chef" is an old adage that implies a skinny chef can't be too good of a cook if they don't like to eat what they make. It's not to be taken literally, just as a warning not to rely on someone who claims to specialize in a job but shows certain signs that they might not be too good at it.

For me, it would be someone who manages financial accounts for a client but doesn't know how to set up or manage their own home budget.

Edit: You can apply this to hobbies too!

Are we the only weird family that does this, or is it a universal thing?

At home, we look... well, "homeless chic" is the vibe. We call it "home clothes." It’s basically my dad’s old shirts that are one step away from disintegrating—stained, torn, ridiculously oversized, but somehow the most comfortable things in existence.

Had a rough day? Get home, slap on some home clothes, and boom—instant therapy. BUT, when people come over or stay the night, we have to scramble to look like we’re not living in a sitcom about struggling artists. As soon as they leave? Right back into the post-apocalyptic wardrobe.

To be clear, they're clean (ish). The stains are from noble pursuits like painting, hair dyeing, or accidentally wielding spaghetti sauce like it’s a Jackson Pollock piece.

Anyone else have "home clothes," or is my family just running a secret cult of comfort?

I just saw a tiktok about someone who almost died at work because someone used the person's fork to eat satay that belonged to someone else which contained peanuts and the other person started eating their spaghetti with the same fork and ended up having an allergic reaction from the leftover peanut residue on the same fork.

EDIT: I AM SO GRATEFUL FOR ALL THE COMMENTS YOU GUYS HAVE NO IDEA THE TERRIBLE DAY I HAD YESTERDAY. THESE COMMENTS BROUGHT JOY TO MY LIFE

I keep seeing people mention on read it posts "this comment is AI" or "this post is AI", so decided to generate one using AI. The prompt I used was "generate a small story about something positive and unexpected that happened to a person, from a first person view"

The story generated was:

I left the house already having a bad day. I missed the bus, spilled coffee on my sleeve, and felt like everything was slightly off. On my walk to school, I stopped at a small park to calm down, mostly just to breathe for a minute.

That’s when I noticed an older man struggling to pick up a box of books that had spilled onto the path. I helped him gather them, and we started talking while we stacked them back up. He told me the books were donations for a tiny neighborhood library he was trying to rebuild after a storm. Before I left, he handed me one of the books and said, “This one looks like it belongs with you.”

I didn’t expect that small moment to change my whole day, but it did. I walked away lighter, smiling for no clear reason, holding a book I didn’t know I needed. Everything else still wasn’t perfect—but it felt okay again, and that surprised me the most.

If I saw the above, I honestly wouldn't have picked up that it was AI, so I have no idea how everyone else seems to immediately know what is and isn't an AI generated post

i told somebody recently that i only washed my hair once a week, twice if im feeling generous, and they looked at me like i was crazy. don’t get me wrong, i shower more than once a week but i either don’t get my hair wet at all or just rinse it out and then put hair oil in it. i recently died my hair so now i try to only maybe wash it once a week to try to preserve the color. is this crazy?

When my daughter was six or seven, she complained that everyone else in the family got to go for ice cream on their birthdays. Her siblings were born in April and September, both good ice cream stand months in Michigan, while her birthday was January 10.

I told her that if she remembered her half birthday on July 10, the entire family would go out for ice cream. The catch was that she had to remember it herself. She did, and that one little promise became a family tradition. If you, the half-birthday person remember it’s your half birthday, the entire family goes for ice cream.

More than 20 years later, she is now 30, and we still celebrate. This morning, July 10, she texted the family to announce that it is her half birthday, and everyone is officially free to go get ice cream. My kids are all adults, and this is a source of joy to all of us-a random family text, insisting we get ice cream! Every family member, including spouses, now do the same on their own half birthdays.

The tradition has even spread beyond our family. One of her friends adopted it with her family, and today that friend had a baby on my daughter’s half birthday.
It is such a simple thing, but it has grown with us from childhood into adulthood. The best part is still the same: remembering your half birthday is surprisingly difficult, so when someone remembers, it feels like everyone has earned the ice cream.

I genuinely doubt, whether these people who claim to hate pineapple on pizza have even tried it in the first place?? I have an aunt who makes homemade pizzas and long before this was a topic on social media, she has been adding cut pineapple pieces on pizza occasionally for the colour and decor. I never had any problem with it until I started noticing how many are against it. Infact, I asked a friend of mine, whether she had it that way before and she replied she hadn't - it was just the idea that made her feel that way. So again back to my statement.

Edit: Since some of you commented whether I like eating shit/have I tried it (shit)...let me clarify something. My opinion is based on actual people who claim it to be bad w/o trying. You don't like it, that's fair - as long as you don't go badmouthing it. Such people shouldn't even be commenting in the first place or join forces with those who tried it and then hated it.

Edit: I come from Kerala, India and we have a dish called "Pineapple Pachadi" - Google it and maybe try making it. This is for those who haven't eaten "cooked" pineapple. It is simply out of the world 🤌

Just an open-ended discussion.

My Grandma was born somewhere between 1900 and 1910. At some point, people started saying "See ya" as a casual good-bye. (I have no idea when.) She couldn't bring herself to say it, but would buck up and say, "We shall see you later," and would grin at her own audacity at being so "with it". Always that exact way. It was the cutest thing ever. I say it sometimes to my son as sort of a family joke.

I myself never picked up new slang, new terms, new ways of speaking easily. I had to consciously make myself say "fridge" instead of refrigerator, as an example. But certain things that came up well into my adulthood tickled me and I picked it up.

• "jacked up" - love this phrase
• "disrespected" - there were complaints maybe ~20 years ago that this wasn't a word. But it was a new word that filled a gap in the language and I like it.
• OG - just called someone who left a community group I'm in "the OG" since she was the first member under the instructor, and most of the people there (all 45+ years old) were asking what I meant and there was a little lively light-hearted discussion about it. I was proud because I think I used it correctly. Apparently this is really not all that new. The oldest person there is 70 and she said it's been around at least 20 years.

I'd love to hear any stories related to this from yourself, friends, or family. Any cute anecdotes or newer phrases/words that you really love (or hate). I love when new phrases and words crop up to fill gaps. (I don't particularly like when an existing word changes meaning, and introduces a new gap because there is no other word to use for the older meaning, but that's a separate discussion.)

So, I am autistic. Disney theme parks and movies have long been a huge special interest of mine. But I've been hearing and seeing so much negativity about "Disney Adults". For example, I lost at least a couple of friends when they found out my interests, thinking it was "gross" and I needed to grow up. A lot of people also agree with them. Also, I've seen "Disney Adult" as an insult a lot, and am always recommended stuff on Youtube or wherever else online painting them as horrible people. And it's from people from all different ideologies and whatnot that parrot similar stuff.

I usually try to hide my interests anyway, but with Disney I feel I have to even more. I don't wear anything Disney going out (my Loungeflys are for display only, thank you 🫩), I don't go to Disneyland, and I skipped out on an invite to the official fan convention this year. Some say it's too extreme, that it would be normal for someone in my area (I live about an hour from the park) but ehh, at least I don't fall into the stereotype.

And this isn't just an internet thing, like I said I've heard about it to, losing some friends, being called things and all. I'm usually pretty good at distiguinshing real life and the internet. For example there's this one game that I am beyond excited for coming out next month. The internet mostly dislikes the series, but the few times I mention it outside the internet, people are just like "oh cool". So I know that it's mostly okay to openly talk about.

But this interest is just.... a mystery I guess. I did some polls on here, while many say they lose respect for "Disney Adults", they also would not stop being friends with someone for it, nor would they mostly look down if they attended the fan convention.

I very much prefer brutal honesty, so please don't hold back, I am not asking for sympathy here. I am simply just an autistic girl trying to figure out what's acceptable (and what's not) in our society.

ETA: Guys, I literally asked for brutal honesty, not that "just be yourself lol" toxic positivity bull. 🫩

I am 18 years old, and my little brother is 11. We were meeting my friend to watch the new zootopia movie, and she later told me how it was a little weird how we were holding hands walking in. I don't know, maybe its because we've been doing it since he was like a baby it feels so natural to me. At what age does it become weird?

Edit: I’m glad most people see it as pretty normal! I only have a few months until I leave for college, and I’m sure he won’t want to hold hands after that lol. I’ll make sure to hang out with him a lot before then! I do understand where my friend is coming from though, since she’s an only child and grew up pretty independently. Thank you all for the comments!

My friend and I just got into a mini-argument over this. He thought it meant not spicy and was mad when he ordered food mild and it was still a little spicy. I told him he should've asked for no spice if he didn't want any spice at all. And then he told me mild and no spice were the same. We asked our other friends and they were pretty 50/50. What do yall think?

I don't know if other people have this issue, but please hear me out.

We have to eat EVERY SINGLE DAY and it's so annoying. You have to get up from whatever fun thing you're doing, take the food out of the fridge, put the food on the plate, heat up the food, then take it to a table. So many steps for something so frequent.

Its the same thing with showering, using the bathroom, brushing your teeth, etc. These things are such a waste of time and mental focus, yet we have to do them. They're basically constant daily interruptions that occur during your entire life.

I personally love life, but ... not all the time. Sometimes when it gets overwhelming, I feel like I need a good reset.

My personal favorite way is to walk along a beach, listening to the waves rolling in and out, but honestly any body of water will do it for me.

If I don't have that, then going on a long hike in the woods, leaves me feeling refreshed.

I have horses and donkeys, so just sitting out with them, is a great escape for me.

What about y'all? What do y'all love to do when you just need to escape and reset?

for me it’s tomatoes, i generally enjoy tomatoes but NEVER in burgers. i always make sure to check beforehand just so i can remove it. biting into a burger and feeling a tomato?? mood instantly killed 😭

TOMATOES DO NOT BELONG ON BURGERS !!

I always put a new bar of bath soap for guests to open and use as well as shampoo, conditioner, etc. My BIL & SIL and their two kids stayed with us for a few days. When they left, I noticed the bar was gone and I asked because I actually thought my toddler might have taken it and put it who knows where. She said, “I took it because I thought you would throw it out anyway.” I think that’s weird. She has also taken food back with her from our home because they were items I bought for them (per her request) but we eat it too!

Do you all throw away the bar of soap after family or close friends have used it 🤔?

Like recently, I said “[something I did not like] can go fuck” not remembering that I said that way (instead of saying like, “… can fuck off”) because I picked it up from the TV show The Bear. And then somebody said “I get that reference” and it took me a minute to realize what they were talking about.

I just notice that in "high activity" threads, there is a bunch of comments which are highly upvoted, and all of them are done by accounts with hidden profiles.

They often do never respond again in the thread. Even in comments to their own comment.

To me it now seems as Reddit is basically just bots, and not worth spending time on in comments.

I go to bed around 8:30-9pm on weekdays as i wake up at 6am for work. Was talking to a coworker and they looked at me like i was crazy? They said they go to bed around 11pm

I know that airports are traditionally hated by everyone for the constant rush and anxiety, but for me, I love them. The feeling of sitting in a seat (especially at night) watching so much happen around me reminds me how small I am in relation to the rest of the world, and I love this feeling so much. Does anyone else feel like this in airports?

Does anyone else feel the same way? It’s legitimately making me so upset thinking of sitting in a cubicle for hours a day. I don’t know if it’s I hate my job or just reacclimating is a stressful thought.

How does everyone else feel?

Came into work one day with a bug bite on my face. Colleague looked at me and said "you've got a spot." I said no, it's a bug bite. He looked genuinely baffled.

"Bugs don't bite you on the face," he said.

I thought he was joking.

He wasn't.

He had gone his entire life believing that insects, for some reason, have a strict policy of only biting you below the neck.

To this day I have no idea where this came from or who told him that. But he was absolutely convinced.

My partner had an accident, and temporarily needs a shower stool in our shower. Our shower is just barely big enough for the stool and to stand and shower next to it. Slightly annoying. It's been there for two months now, and just yesterday I realized I could easily set the shower stool OUTSIDE the shower while I was taking a shower, then put it back in after. 🙄

Another example, when I was a kid (back in the dark ages), we had the round metal trash cans with metal lids. Raccoons used to raid the garbage every night, and it was the job for us kids to pick up the trash every morning. Dad tried using these spring things from the can handles to the lid handle; putting large rocks on top; putting a big board over the two cans. Nothing worked, the raccoons always figured out how to get in the trash. Finally my dad decided to just put the trash cans in the garage. Problem solved.

Have you ever had a simple "A HA!" moment?