AITA--Am I The A...

[AlexDaGator]

Back in the day... Early 2000s...I worked for a small IT company specializing in financial reporting software. There were approx 100 of us, 80% or so were guys. We had just moved to a new office building and the bathroom facilities left much to be desired. One urinal and two stalls were all we had for 80 guys.

Anyway, one developer started taking extended reading breaks in one of the stalls every day right after lunch. This annoyed most of the tech support staff who only had a set amount of time they could be away from the phone.

It got to be a daily joke. As a dev myself I sat across the aisle from this guy, and I had been pranked by him once or twice. So I waited for his daily reading time during an especially busy Monday afternoon and printed out a sign reading "Shh! Greg's reading room. Do not disturb!" and taped it to the stall door while he was in there. Nobody saw me do it.

Well the reaction was almost immediate. Emails were sent, snickering jokes were made, and Greg just sat there for 30 min completely oblivious. Then when he left, he didn't even see the sign to take it down. So it sat there all day until his manager saw it.

Manager calls Greg in to his office to see what's up with the sign. Greg gets a very mild hand slap because he is mortified his secret is out and manager feels bad for him. Manager then begins the inquisition into who put the sign up.

I never took responsibility for it. Partially because I felt it was justified and partly because a coworker who is a very good friend asked me not to. This guy was known to be a prankster and didn't like Greg much to begin with, and was angling for a severance package during upcoming layoffs. I probably wouldn't have admitted guilt regardless.

Mgmt never did figure out who did it. And my buddy never got that severance. Mgmt knew he wanted the money and made him quit on his own out of spite rather than give it to him. AITA?

Absolutely not the ass hole.

Alex.

 

[LaylaGator]

Nextell (I think) - I hated those. Every d*ckhead on the fire department had one of those and thought they were cool AF when it would chirp. Glad that fad didn't last.

Nextell! That takes me back to 2003 when I was living with an LSU fan. He had one of those phones. One night after drinking, I got jealous and went through his phone. I read messages that I couldn't mark back as "unread." I didn't want him to know that I looked at his phone, so I tossed that Nextel straight into a dumpster before he woke up. He assumed he just lost it. I was definitely the A in that case.

(And I've never looked at another person's phone since.)

 

[Bernardo de la Paz]

I read messages that I couldn't mark back as "unread."

Was your jealousy unfounded?

 

[LaylaGator]

Completely unfounded. I definitely learned my lesson (at his expense).

 

[Back Alley Gator]

Nextell! That takes me back to 2003 when I was living with an LSU fan. He had one of those phones. One night after drinking, I got jealous and went through his phone. I read messages that I couldn't mark back as "unread." I didn't want him to know that I looked at his phone, so I tossed that Nextel straight into a dumpster before he woke up. He assumed he just lost it. I was definitely the A in that case.

(And I've never looked at another person's phone since.)

Wayment... Holdup.... There's more to this story. I'm sure of it. Cmon Layla. Fess up. You were chasing the Eye of the Tiger, weren't you!!

 

[Gator By Marriage]

Based on the evidence presented, neither side is an ass hole. You graciously gave up your seat and they graciously gave it back to you when you had a good reason to get it back.

Plot Twist

That said...there may be an ass hole here, but there isn't enough evidence to convict.

Seedy may be an ass hole for not escorting you to said chick flick. If it is a rare occurrence, then depending on how many dude flicks you attend with him, he shoulda taken you. On the other hand, if he hates movies, grudgingly goes to a couple with you, and you insist on watching Hallmark Christmas movies at home and a chick flick in the theater every couple of months, then you're the ass hole.

On the other hand, if Seedy has done his husbandly duty by taking you to a chick flick every now and then, then he's not an ass hole for not joining you on this particular foray. However, you're probably an ass hole. Why? Because you don't have a chick friend to go to the chick flick with.

A chick with no chick friends willing to meet up for Starbucks, a mani/pedi, and a chick flick has got to be an ass hole in the eyes of all the other chicks in town.

Of course that might not make you a REAL ass hole, just an ass hole in the eyes of those catty jealous b!tches.





Alex.

Classic "tell us you're a lawyer, without telling us you're a lawyer."

 

[Gator By Marriage]

Nextell! That takes me back to 2003 when I was living with an LSU fan. He had one of those phones. One night after drinking, I got jealous and went through his phone. I read messages that I couldn't mark back as "unread." I didn't want him to know that I looked at his phone, so I tossed that Nextel straight into a dumpster before he woke up. He assumed he just lost it. I was definitely the A in that case.

(And I've never looked at another person's phone since.)

Actually I was thinking you were the A just for living with an LSU fan.

 

[AlexDaGator]

Completely unfounded. I definitely learned my lesson (at his expense).

No evidence on his phone does not necessarily equal completely unfounded.

Alex.

 

[bradgator2]

Completely unfounded. I definitely learned my lesson (at his expense).

Odds are that he deserved it anyway

 

[MJMGator]

Odds are that he deserved it anyway

 

[Detroitgator]

I think I've posted about this one a long time ago (mighta been on GSMB)... here's the scenario:

• It's the weekend of the Michigan high school wrestling championships being held at Grand Valley State University in Grand Rapids.
• For you southerners, this is a BIG deal, almost like a mini-Spring Break. Every hotel room in Grand Rapids will be booked and full of HS kids there to drink and POSSIBLY watch a little wrestling.
• The "prize" place to be is the Holiday Inn "Holidome" and that's where we have our two connecting rooms that will have like 8 kids sleeping on the floor. You get 2 rooms so that you can use one shower, fill the other bathtub with ice and beer, a lot of beer... a whole lotta beer.
• So how do you get the beer to Grand Rapids from Dearborn? A simple car trunk is not enough.
• So, we take the spare tire out of Doug B's bitchin' '71 Camaro. It is a schit, dark chocolate brown with a schit, cream colored vinyl roof, and ugly ass black wall tires with simple hub caps. We then load said bitchin' '71 Camaro trunk full of beer and head off.
• On the exit ramp off of I-94 in Grand Rapids, we get a flat tire. Luckily, the Holidome is RIGHT there and we can just roll into the parking lot like a boss.
• It's Thursday morning and we wisely decide that we'll "deal with the tire" later.
• Time goes on, beer is consumed, wife to be is met... and then it sets in late on Saturday afternoon, "Hey, we need a tire!" ... but everything is closed.
• Well, we weren't f'n Millennials, we were GENERATION FUKKING X! We didn't whine, we didn't quit, and we definitely didn't call our parents in a panic saying, "What do we do?!?!?!!?"
• So, some brilliant but nameless guy came up with a plan... armed with an old school bitchin' '71 car jack and wrench, we went hunting in the parking lot of the Holidome, identified a bitchin' new IROC-Z, jacked it up, took a wheel, put the Iroc down on a milk crate, and put new bitchin' wheel on Doug B's '71 Camaro. No, I, er, we weren't totally smart on wheel size, but it worked.
• Problem solved, time to return to Saturday night blowout partying in the Holidome!!!
• Then, a little while later while hanging out by the awesome Holidome pool, this chick comes in (very cute) to the pool area all hysterical yelling that someone stole a tire off her car!
• What is a gentleman to do but offer to help her out by jacking up her car and putting her spare tire on?

So I ask all of you... AITA? ... or the hero?

 

[I Have No Friends :(]

Nextell! That takes me back to 2003 when I was living with an LSU fan. He had one of those phones. One night after drinking, I got jealous and went through his phone. I read messages that I couldn't mark back as "unread." I didn't want him to know that I looked at his phone, so I tossed that Nextel straight into a dumpster before he woke up. He assumed he just lost it. I was definitely the A in that case.

(And I've never looked at another person's phone since.)

Holy schit!

 

[I Have No Friends :(]

I think I've posted about this one a long time ago (mighta been on GSMB)... here's the scenario:

• It's the weekend of the Michigan high school wrestling championships being held at Grand Valley State University in Grand Rapids.
• For you southerners, this is a BIG deal, almost like a mini-Spring Break. Every hotel room in Grand Rapids will be booked and full of HS kids there to drink and POSSIBLY watch a little wrestling.
• The "prize" place to be is the Holiday Inn "Holidome" and that's where we have our two connecting rooms that will have like 8 kids sleeping on the floor. You get 2 rooms so that you can use one shower, fill the other bathtub with ice and beer, a lot of beer... a whole lotta beer.
• So how do you get the beer to Grand Rapids from Dearborn? A simple car trunk is not enough.
• So, we take the spare tire out of Doug B's bitchin' '71 Camaro. It is a schit, dark chocolate brown with a schit, cream colored vinyl roof, and ugly ass black wall tires with simple hub caps. We then load said bitchin' '71 Camaro trunk full of beer and head off.
• On the exit ramp off of I-94 in Grand Rapids, we get a flat tire. Luckily, the Holidome is RIGHT there and we can just roll into the parking lot like a boss.
• It's Thursday morning and we wisely decide that we'll "deal with the tire" later.
• Time goes on, beer is consumed, wife to be is met... and then it sets in late on Saturday afternoon, "Hey, we need a tire!" ... but everything is closed.
• Well, we weren't f'n Millennials, we were GENERATION FUKKING X! We didn't whine, we didn't quit, and we definitely didn't call our parents in a panic saying, "What do we do?!?!?!!?"
• So, some brilliant but nameless guy came up with a plan... armed with an old school bitchin' '71 car jack and wrench, we went hunting in the parking lot of the Holidome, identified a bitchin' new IROC-Z, jacked it up, took a wheel, put the Iroc down on a milk crate, and put new bitchin' wheel on Doug B's '71 Camaro. No, I, er, we weren't totally smart on wheel size, but it worked.
• Problem solved, time to return to Saturday night blowout partying in the Holidome!!!
• Then, a little while later while hanging out by the awesome Holidome pool, this chick comes in (very cute) to the pool area all hysterical yelling that someone stole a tire off her car!
• What is a gentleman to do but offer to help her out by jacking up her car and putting her spare tire on?

So I ask all of you... AITA? ... or the hero?

YTA, but earned some bonus points for helping her out. The Diet Coke of AH.

 

[CDGator]

I think I've posted about this one a long time ago (mighta been on GSMB)... here's the scenario:

• It's the weekend of the Michigan high school wrestling championships being held at Grand Valley State University in Grand Rapids.
• For you southerners, this is a BIG deal, almost like a mini-Spring Break. Every hotel room in Grand Rapids will be booked and full of HS kids there to drink and POSSIBLY watch a little wrestling.
• The "prize" place to be is the Holiday Inn "Holidome" and that's where we have our two connecting rooms that will have like 8 kids sleeping on the floor. You get 2 rooms so that you can use one shower, fill the other bathtub with ice and beer, a lot of beer... a whole lotta beer.
• So how do you get the beer to Grand Rapids from Dearborn? A simple car trunk is not enough.
• So, we take the spare tire out of Doug B's bitchin' '71 Camaro. It is a schit, dark chocolate brown with a schit, cream colored vinyl roof, and ugly ass black wall tires with simple hub caps. We then load said bitchin' '71 Camaro trunk full of beer and head off.
• On the exit ramp off of I-94 in Grand Rapids, we get a flat tire. Luckily, the Holidome is RIGHT there and we can just roll into the parking lot like a boss.
• It's Thursday morning and we wisely decide that we'll "deal with the tire" later.
• Time goes on, beer is consumed, wife to be is met... and then it sets in late on Saturday afternoon, "Hey, we need a tire!" ... but everything is closed.
• Well, we weren't f'n Millennials, we were GENERATION FUKKING X! We didn't whine, we didn't quit, and we definitely didn't call our parents in a panic saying, "What do we do?!?!?!!?"
• So, some brilliant but nameless guy came up with a plan... armed with an old school bitchin' '71 car jack and wrench, we went hunting in the parking lot of the Holidome, identified a bitchin' new IROC-Z, jacked it up, took a wheel, put the Iroc down on a milk crate, and put new bitchin' wheel on Doug B's '71 Camaro. No, I, er, we weren't totally smart on wheel size, but it worked.
• Problem solved, time to return to Saturday night blowout partying in the Holidome!!!
• Then, a little while later while hanging out by the awesome Holidome pool, this chick comes in (very cute) to the pool area all hysterical yelling that someone stole a tire off her car!
• What is a gentleman to do but offer to help her out by jacking up her car and putting her spare tire on?

So I ask all of you... AITA? ... or the hero?

Heroic ahole

 

[CDGator]

Based on the evidence presented, neither side is an ass hole. You graciously gave up your seat and they graciously gave it back to you when you had a good reason to get it back.

Plot Twist

That said...there may be an ass hole here, but there isn't enough evidence to convict.

Seedy may be an ass hole for not escorting you to said chick flick. If it is a rare occurrence, then depending on how many dude flicks you attend with him, he shoulda taken you. On the other hand, if he hates movies, grudgingly goes to a couple with you, and you insist on watching Hallmark Christmas movies at home and a chick flick in the theater every couple of months, then you're the ass hole.

On the other hand, if Seedy has done his husbandly duty by taking you to a chick flick every now and then, then he's not an ass hole for not joining you on this particular foray. However, you're probably an ass hole. Why? Because you don't have a chick friend to go to the chick flick with.

A chick with no chick friends willing to meet up for Starbucks, a mani/pedi, and a chick flick has got to be an ass hole in the eyes of all the other chicks in town.

Of course that might not make you a REAL ass hole, just an ass hole in the eyes of those catty jealous b!tches.





Alex.

Never considered asking seedy to go see a chick flick with me. Why would I subject him (and me) to it?

 

[Detroitgator]

Heroic ahole

It's a story about redemption!

 

[CDGator]

It's a story about redemption!

It could have been a true love story if you had stolen it off future wife's car and you "saved" her.

 

[Detroitgator]

It could have been a true love story if you had stolen it off future wife's car and you "saved" her.

You are assuming it wasn't her car...

 

[CDGator]

You are assuming it wasn't her car...

yes, I assumed and now that just makes the ass out of me. I think I just got played.

 

[Detroitgator]

yes, I assumed and now that just makes the ass out of me I think I just got played.

Let's just say that if it had been hers (it wasn't), she would not know the story to THIS DAY! She did find out the night it happened because I f'd up a knuckle doing the deed and got blood on my shirt!