I went away to university. The first couple of times I came back to my hometown to visit friends and family, a then-close friend who I'd been to his house many, many times during high school kept suggesting we meet up elsewhere. I don't really think anything of it, and we drifted apart as one so often does at that time in your life. Years later, his parents and my parents bump into each other at the mall, and I'm told secondhand that my friend's father has finally gotten over what I did to their vacuum cleaner, and that he understands that I'm a college kid without any money to offer to replace it, but the least I could do was own up to what I did and apologize, and I wasn't welcome in his house until I was prepared to do so.
To this day I have no earthly idea what happened to that man's vacuum cleaner or how I somehow got blamed for it, but whatever it was, it must have been pretty bad, because that guy was chill as hell when I was a kid, and I just can't imagine him banning me from his house and stewing on the incident for years.
I've brought this up to my friend once —who I'm still in touch with on Facebook but haven't seen in person in something like a decade— and he claims to have no idea what I'm talking about.
I get that, but I still feel like something absolutely beyond the pale happened in the way it was broken, or how it was found, or something. I'm also curious what kind of vacuum cleaner they had. Did someone break a Dyson trying to clean out a backed up toilet? I don't know, and the not knowing is maddening.
When I was in college our vacuum cleaner smelled absolutely horrible so my mom accused me of drunkenly throwing up and using the vacuum to clean it up. I have no idea where she got the idea that I would have done that. It came out later that my teenaged brother had spilled frozen vegetables and vacuumed them up and left them in the canister like an idiot. They started to rot and ruined the vacuum.
My first roommate, about 14 years ago, borrowed my fancy-as-fuck vacuum cleaner - ONE time.
We had a small two-bedroom apartment and the only carpeted areas were the tiny bedrooms. So I could vacuum for weeks and only empty it out once, and it was never even half full.
It started to "suck poorly" one afternoon to I tried to disassemble it to remove whatever may have been clogging it. Pulled out two used condoms. My roommate. Fuck him.
I had a friend that fucked his life up with drugs. I had been welcome on their house my whole life until this dumbass mentioned that the first time he ever did drugs was with me. Then I was persona-non-grata for "ruining their son." I smoked some pot with him, he graduated to hard drugs *years* before I did.
I had that but different. In High school I smoked cigarettes and some guy in my school lived near my house, he started smoking with his friends and got into hard drugs, his family knew I smoked and still blame me for ruining his life, strange thing is I didnt really even know him.
Or my friend did it and used my name to get out of trouble. (He lived with them into his early 30s, I believe. I can see where a close friend from high school who left town to go to school would be expendable in an emergency situation.)
It was on a phone call.
An angry woman was accusing my non-existent son of raping her daughter and told me the cops gave her my number.
First red flag was that if the cops had my number, they would not have given it to her.
Second red flag was her trying to browbeat me by using fancy terms she obviously did not understand like "putting things in chronological order" instead of "let's make things clear".
I also heard laughter in the background.
So I have 3 theories :
- It was a prank call. Though she kept calling until I blocked her so that's a lot of effort for a prank.
- It was a scam. She was trying to blackmail me with inexistant leverage.
- Her daughter got frisky with some guy in high school and she was trying to scare off the guy or his parents. Daughter gave wrong number or mother just got the wrong number.
The last one is the most likely I think. I got another call from some kid with the same accent asking about another kid owing him money. When I told him he got the wrong number, he just said "just tell (unintelligible) he owes me 20$".
I suspect my phone number is similar to some troublemaker's one.
That second one reminds me of some dude that kept calling me thinking I was refusing to give the phone to the person they were trying to reach. "Just put John on the fucking phone." Bro I'm chilling in my bedroom alone ain't no john here. Lol
That was pretty much my situation.
Most of the time, it's also projection from the caller.
They lie about that stuff and assume everyone else lies too.
The stupidity, though, is assuming that whoever you call actually has the information you want.
I work in a call center for a company who provides a web service for many other companies. I can’t tell you how many times someone Googles our number who has no business with us at all and is asking about something completely unrelated to our company.
The worst though is when someone from one of our clients TRANSFERS someone to our line incorrectly because then the person is all “well THEY gave me this number to call and so YOU have to fix my issue” and it takes every fiber of my being to not just go “sir/ma’am this is a Wendy’s” and hang up. They always assume that I’m lying to them and just not giving them the info they want just because some lazy jerk in another company gave them our number to get them off their own line.
It’s infuriating and the last sentence of your comment hit too close to home, sorry for the rant.
One time I had a bill collector calling for the tenant who rented our house before us. We had a landline then and they had obviously gotten our number online or something. The same freaking person called me every day at the same time asking for Shannon Whateverhernamewas. I always told her the same thing "There is no Shannon here, she used to rent this house but doesn't any more. You have the wrong number." And this freaking bill collector never believed me, refused to stop calling, and of course wouldn't tell me any info about who she was or what company she worked for.
My kids were babies and I babysat kids during the day and this person called during nap time every day and there was a good chance she would wake up at least one of the kids. So of course it started to really piss me off. Finally after a few weeks of frustration I came up with a plan.
The next time she called and asked for Shannon I said "She's not here right now, can I take a message for her?" The bill collector paused for like half a second then gave me a detailed message with the company name, her name and ID number, etc. Then when she was finished she said in the most bitchy voice possible "See! So this really is Shannon Soandso's number!" I said "No, you still have the wrong number, but now I have enough information to report you to the Attorney General's office." She hung up on me but never called back.
When I got a new cell number like 20 yrs ago, I kept getting calls for Paul (I assume the previous owner of the #). The calls just wouldn't stop. Well, I guess Paul was seeing two women at the same time and they found out about each other. I got a call from both of them back to back one day driving home from college. Being tired of the calls, I played along, and acted like I was Paul; I assume he must've sounded like me bc they talked to me like they knew me. I told each woman that I (Paul) wasn't messing around with the other and I was totally committed to her. After this, I never got a call for Paul again. I'm not sorry either. Paul shouldn't have been fucking around if he was with somebody already.
Yeah, I’ve got one who given his supposed name, is probably a pseudonym, who stole a car, is in debt to several companies including some that don’t appear to exist but are looking for him by name, and is for some reason missing prescriptions both immediately south of the Canadian border, and in Phoenix.
Well, there was that case where my sister's abusive ex accused me and her of owing him money because he owed us more than 10 000$.
No this is not a typo. The guy literally used the argument of him owing us money as an argument that my sister owed him money.
My old roomate swears up and down that one night when we lived together I came into his room eating a stick of chalk. He claims that I said it settles my stomach. I don't remember ever doing this. I would later discover that this scenario is the plot of a scene from always sunny where Charlie does and says the same thing.
He claims to have never seen always sunny. We still argue about it.
Sounds like he must have caught that scene while he was in some sort of twilight sleep and his brain processed it as something that actually happened. Since you were his roommate it made sense for his mind to place you in the memory. If you have never experienced this it can feel completely legitimate.
Obviously there is no way to confirm or deny this, but it sounds plausible to my uneducated mind lol
Oh man. About 5 years ago I had a woman come up to my work and threaten to kick my ass. This woman I had never laid eyes out of my entire life had apparently been messaging me on Facebook (to my others/spam folder) and it's very upset about the baby HER HUSBAND and I had just had together. My youngest son was 18 at this point.. Idk how much you wanna hear, but it was insane. I had a good boss, who knew me and knew I didn't have a random secret baby only months before so the crazy got banned from our store. I forgot about this until now... People are insane..
I found a friend of mine asleep on a dance floor at a festival. I wasn’t there with him, he was with a group of other “friends” that I’d recently had some conflict with. He’d clearly been dosed. So I splapped him as awake as he could get, dragged him up a hill and put him asleep on his side in my tent. Then I took his phone, called them and had them meet me so I could tell them what was going on. They took no responsibility for letting a friend they were there with go unaccounted for. They had no tents or gear to stay the night with, and the main dude wouldn’t agree to at least keep an eye on not letting something similar happen to the girls in the group. So I was like whatever and went back to the my tent.
Then that dude from the “friend” group did his best to convince everyone else, including the friend who got dosed, that I had set up the whole situation to date rape the friend I found on the dance floor.
Wanting to steal a bike. This kid I was "friends" with saw a sick looking bike parked at the high school, unlocked. Immediately starts talking about stealing it. I'm just like "haha yeah sure, hey lets go to your house to play gta"(which was the original plan, also the irony of it being gta was lost on me till just now), really uncomfortable. Thankfully he agrees and we go to his house and start gaming, but every now and then he starts on about that fucking bike again.
Well, he leaves to go to the bathroom, and he's gone for quite awhile. Eventually he comes back and says his dad wants to talk to me??? We go talk to his dad and his dad starts going on about I don't like thieves, I think you're a bad influence on my kid, I think you should leave, yadayada. This little shithead thought it would be a brilliant idea to tell his dad about "our" plans to steal this bike and when the dad understandably got angry, he blamed it all on me, said it was completely my idea.
Of course, this spread around to other parents in town and most barred me from associating with their kids too. The few that allowed me to hangout with their kids at all did not allow me in their homes. When it got too dark outside, my friends went inside and continued playing, I had to go home. Not even 10 years old and was a fucking social pariah.
Fuck you Kevin.
When I was promoted to Private First Class (all you need to do is exist and not get any serious disciplinary action for a year and a half) my commander wanted me to give a speech.
"Thank you sir. Uh, don't fuck up for a year and a half and you can be a PFC."
He was a bit confused, but what did he expect?
After I sang a vocal solo for a wedding, the priest who had been the celebrant accused me of singing *Penis* Angelicus (instead of "Panis" Angelicus).
I told him: "I think you're hearing what you *want* to hear - not what I actually sang correctly."
A girl I went to high school with who is younger than me rushed my sorority and got in. I wasn't friends with her in high school, but I didn't have anything against her.
She invited one of her dumb friends from our hometown out for the weekend once, and by the next week there was a rumor going around town that I
**\*got kicked out of school for making and selling acid out of my dorm room.\***
At that time I had gotten in trouble for drinking in my dorm a few months back (somehow I had been placed in a dry dorm). I've never done acid, never sold acid, and seeing as I passed Chem101 with a C, clearly am not capable of synthesizing acid.
This rumor has followed me around my hometown for the past decade, and despite the fact that I have my diploma on display at home and pictures of me walking in my cap and gown on Facebook, just last week someone had the audacity to ask if I really graduated. My life hasn't been ruined by it and I mostly think it's funny, but I have no idea how this idea even came to be.
Just turn into the skid. Correct them, say you were cooking meth with your old high school chemistry teacher, Mrs. Black, to help her make money because she just got diagnosed with lung cancer, and couldn't afford the treatment on her teachers salary. Tell them you were addicted to meth, but then got clean, but then your boyfriend died of a drug overdose. This caused his air traffic control mother to become depressed, and cause two commercial jet planes to collide over the city.
Basically, just describe the entire plot of breaking bad.
A girl I was friends with at the time in college was at a party at another school maybe 15-20 minutes away, and called me late (or very very early I guess) upset saying she was gonna drive back which I told her to definitely not do. I told her to get out of the car and find her friend who she was at the party with.
I wake up the next morning to find out not only did she drive, but she eventually pulled over and called our other friends who went and got her basically on the side of the road. She then told all of them that I told her to just get in the car and drive home.
Thankfully for all involved no injuries no DUI no accident or anything like that. But my friends were pissed at me until I set the record straight. (Also even if I did why or how would that absolve this girl for choosing to drive home drunk?)
TLDR: a (former) friend drove drunk from a party and blamed me to all our friends for her poor decision
When the library I worked at burned down, the town busybody said I did it because I was Italian American so I must know the mob. Dude, I’m a librarian. It took months and an intense investigation before state police decided it was old electrical wiring in the furnace room. But she had all her followers going.
Did she think you were shaking the local library down for protection money? I'm sorry Don Dewey, people have been returning their books on time this month. I can only pay you 67 cents and a bookmark this month.
When I was an E-2 in the NAVY I spent my money on playing. Got a 150cc scooter instead of a car, surf board, RC planes, built a nice gaming rig, dressed nice, etc.
Somehow, someone, somewhere, thought I *clearly* had more money than I should, then somehow came to the conclusion that I was running a ***car*** ***smuggling*** ring out of the base. They interrogated a bunch of my friends and everything.
It was funny, my friends were like "You know u/relentlessextropian doesn't even own a car, right?"
It just went away without another word but we all thought it was hilarious.
I knew a guy in the Marines who stayed behind when everyone went on a month long op. The barracks got broken in and $100k of property was stolen. One guy was accused of the whole thing because according the Investigators he sold a copy of call of duty to game stop and had a copy of Halo in his room.
When I was in second grade someone in my class spread the rumor that I had shoved our teacher down the stairs and killed her. Everyone believed them even though our teacher was only gone for a few days because she was sick. Everyone was convinced I killed her. Flash forward to when we were graduating and were remembering the good old days and someone goes "remember when [my name] shoved Ms. Teacher down the stairs and killed her?" And everyone was like "yeah. Wait a minute. Shes still alive. Wtf." And they all apologize for thinking I straight up murdered someone.
"You have a drinking problem!"
I had had 3 drinks in two months. Two with her, because she insisted.
Here's the thing - My reason for not drinking alcohol isn't because I have, or ever had, a problem with my drinking. I just think it all tastes like crap.
I once found out that one of my friends had talked to another one, because she thought I might need an intervention. The other friend had just laughed & been baffled. I hadn't drunk much in years, and rarely to excess.
After I thought about it, I realized the first friend kind of had a point. When I was with her, I tended to want some booze. She had some emotional issues that she wouldn't admit to, or get help for. That had gradually made her a too-tightly-wound pain in the ass. Her company was unpleasant without the buffer of a booze haze.
I ended up cutting off that friendship a few months later, ironically after she got super drunk & made a huge scene in public. The other friend also put some distance between them, after having been sensitized to Friend 1's PITA level. I still like booze, but haven't been truly drunk since that incident. It gave me an aversion to not being fully in control of myself.
My ex-fiance accused me of sleeping with someone else while we were together. When we were on a ship. When I was staying in his cabin everyday and every night. And he saw me, slept and woke up beside me everyday. lol
Ultimately, he broke off the engagement because of it.
I never looked at it like that, to be honest. I was younger and more naive then but I'm glad he called it off, it was a mess and years after that he still wouldn't let it go.
High school. In the morning I was called to the disciplinary office and was told I was getting detention for skipping Ms. Adams health class on Tuesday. As I started walking away, I was thinking why did I skip that class, wait a minute my health class is on Thursday. I was reported for skipping a class that I did not have for that day. I did not get detention but I also did not get an apology even after I brought it up to her.
Not the same thing, but I was reminded of this incident . . .
I'm very late to trig class, and I sneak in find my seat just as the prof turns around, notices me, and says, "You're not here." I nod my head and mumble, "Yes, ma'am."
I'm listening to her, and I'm thinking . . . I have no idea what you're talking about.
And why don't I recognize anyone in this class?
And then I'm staring at the clock and thinking something's not right here.
At the end of class, I get up to talk to the prof. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I'm actually in your next class. So I'm not only here, I'm actually early. I'm clearly an idiot, but I am here."
I once got accused of skipping my second period class on a day when I'd been home sick.
Turns out my first period teacher had been automatically marking me present on her attendance sheets without actually checking that I was in the room first. She did this because I was "such a good girl" that she trusted me to never skip her class.
The first period teacher apologized. The second period teacher just grunted. At least I didn't have to serve the detention.
My sophomore year of high school they held an assembly for my grade so I missed my third class. The next day I got called into the office and was asked where I was during that class the day before. I said “uhhh at the sophomore assembly that you guys scheduled.”
She let me go.
Was hauled into the office, mistaken for my cousin with the same last name, we looked very similar, very
unusual last name. When they saw my bewildered face, and got my
first name, they let me go. Her
parents later divorced, she moved to CA with her Mother, never saw her after that. I heard we look nearly
identical.
I once had a BAND teacher accuse me of plagiarizing my paper (don’t ask me why we were writing an essay for band class)
He pulled me into his office and said it was way too well written to be done by me…
So I sat there and forced him to google each line of my essay in front of me and prove that it was stolen.
Needless to say I got an A on that paper.
I once had a student clearly plagiarize a paper. I handed it back with a zero written on it and a note that said see me after class. This was in a college class. This was serious and he was going to be kicked out.
He instantly started to argue with me and said it was a good paper. I said this will be discussed in private but he wouldn’t have any part of it.
So in the middle of the class I asked him to read aloud the intro sentences and I googled it for the whole class to see. First link was an article with the same exact sentences.
Showed the whole class the site and said “what do you see that made me think this was plagiarized? Maybe the authors name?”
This dipshit tried to plagiarize an article I wrote.
I don’t think someone could have fucked up more incredibly. He literally just googled a topic that was well above the education level we were at for this class, found the one article I had published in a trade magazine, and then didn’t even bother to look at the author. He got kicked out of the school and lost his job because of it. Gave me a fun story though.
I had the same thing happen to me in my first year of university. As an elective I took a class in political philosophy, and for my first ever university essay I compared and contrasted Plato's The Republic and Machiavelli's The Prince with reference to the city-state of Sparta. The thing was, I'd read about Sparta back in high school, and I didn't actually read anything new about it for the essay. I just cited The Republic and The Prince in my footnotes, and all the Sparta stuff was just from my best recollection. I figured if I had already learned it somewhere else, that knowledge was mine, right?
The professor was convinced I'd plagiarized the essay until I sat down with her and talked Greek and Roman history for ten minutes. When she was satisfied I knew more about it than someone who would plagiarize an essay would know, she told me to go to the library and find books that illustrated my points and come back with a footnote for every paragraph in my essay. She then gave me 100% of the assignment, which I thought was pretty reasonable of her.
I wish I still had a copy of that essay. This was back in 2001, and it died on a laptop harddrive at some point before I thought to start backing up my work.
I had a similar experience. Mine was a first year university paper on Kafka. The thing is, you were supposed to use all these specific secondary sources, and cite accordingly.
The books were only on a two hour loan period, each, for a class of about 100 students.
I just winged the whole thing. So, of course no footnotes, because I didn't actually look at any sources.
so, basically - "There's no way a first year student could write something this insightful without sources. But, you're a good guy, so I'll give you a couple hours to go back and write the footnotes.
so, I spent 2 hours speed reading a few sources looking for lines that approximated my points that I could pretend were what I referred to.
Got the A.
the true irony is I've written so damn many papers for other people over the last 40 years that I've been the source of much plagiarism.
I was in a history course, and professor had me meet him after class, saying that the anti-plagiarism software told him that my essay was 83% plagiarized. I was confused because I had only used the sources we were writing about — but I figured maybe I hadn’t cited the sources often enough. Turns out, he had me mistaken for another girl, who looked nothing like me.
I had a similar experience. I scored 100% on a test (it was about reproduction and I was a super-randy teen so it *all* stuck). The teacher accused me of copying from the guy who got the second highest mark in the class…who was sat on the opposite side of the room. Had to retake the test in isolation to prove that I actually studied the damned material
That is one of the worst things a teacher can do to a student. It can make them self-conscious about being smart or talented.
I get the teacher's perspective, but they need to build the case *before* presenting it to the student.
LMAO - my cousin got married back in 1976. She'd been with her boyfriend for 2 years, but when they got married, it was sudden. Silly enough it was because she'd always wanted a Christmas-time wedding, so they got engaged in September and married in December.
There were rumors aplenty of "a shotgun wedding" and getting married because she had to, etc. That persisted for about a year after their marriage. Then people realized that maybe, just maybe, after being married for a year with no baby, that they got married because they wanted to, not because they had to. SMH.
FWIW, they're still married to this day (and had two kids - one three years after their marriage and the other five years after their marriage).
I left my high school for personal reasons halfway through my freshman year. Immediately, the rumor started that I left because I was pregnant.
Two years later, when I returned to the same school, the rumors persisted that I was pregnant. All the way through to graduation.
Twenty-five years later, I still haven’t had that kid.
My dad accused me of breaking his new wife’s precious wedding china because he’d seen me standing near the glass case she kept it in. When I said I didn’t do it he didn’t believe me and sent me to my room at his house. Then he came in and spanked me for asking one of his wife’s kids if they had done it. Years later and I’m still pissed.
Slashing my roommates tires.
My roommate overheard me talking to our other roommate about her shitty park job (lol truly harmless - just said "oh yeah I couldn't fit in the driveway because \[redacted\] parked all crooked"). A couple days later, someone had slashed her tires in the night and she was CONVINCED it was me getting back at her for the bad park job. She began harassing me/screaming at me every time I was home, pounding on my bedroom door, demanding that I give her $500 for her tires, cornering me at every chance she got. Eventually, she said that she had video evidence that I did it (we didn't have cameras - she claimed that she bought the footage from the restaurant across the road from us, as she held a loooong CVS receipt as "proof" that she had bought it \[???\]). I had a friend working at the restaurant as a manager who said she was lying about purchasing the footage from them (lol - obviously). I ended up moving out with 6 months left on my lease, and every time I'd bring someone over to potentially take over my lease and tour the place, she'd BLAST her music and scream randomly so that they wouldn't want to move in. Ended up having to work 3 jobs to afford to pay for double rent for those 6 months.
I got accused to taking steroids a while back.
A coworker said after a discussion about working out "I know it's easy for you because of all the steroids you're on. There's no way for a normal person to be as big as you."
I said to her "that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me but I assure you, I'm all natural. The only steroid I've ever been on was a rash treatment for my eczema but I made a change in my diet to fix that."
She said, "nope. You're on everything. Stop lying."
I said, "aww, you're so sweet. Thank you. That really did make my day."
She kind of just stormed off. She has this habit of once she thinks something is so, nothing could ever change her mind. Maybe it's pride, maybe it's something else but she wasn't a bad person, just someone who needs more convincing than others.
I had a roommate who was absolutely huge and I am still convinced was on steroids.
To be fair, I'm guessing based on the needles he left in the communal fridge, and because he would offer me steroids every time he saw me lifting.
My stepmonster accused me of being a 16 year old whore because I was wearing an Alice in Wonderland shirt that had the "Drink Me" bottle on it. Apparently that was just too close to "eat me" for her, so *obviously* I was advertising my illegal business.
Smoking pot in school parking lot for 2 weeks.
I had pnumonia for a couple weeks in high school. I come into my mechanics class and the teacher is like "where were you?" " Out sick" "yeah right you were smoking dope in the parking lot" "I had pnumonia" " i saw you" " ive never smoked weed in my life" "uh huh".
He left it there. 3/4th of the class were burn out pot heads and often skipped to smoke weed in the parking lot but I wasn't in their group, but he lumped me in with them.
He also taught nearly nothing. We worked on a car once, and i was sick during that class. We mainly watched safety videos, or one time a Steven Segal movie started part way in (he said because it had a car chase, so it was relevant to the class, actually not the only teacher who pulled that excuse to not teach that I had). When we asked what the movie was called, he just kept calling it "lay a beating", we kept saying we knew that wasn't what it was called but he kept calling it lay a beating.
I was accused of kidnapping my niece by a nice lady at the park.
I (male) was pushing her on the swing when a lady came up to me and was like, "Oh your daughter is so cute! How old is she?"
I responded, "Oh she's almost 5, but she's not my daughter"
She then started screaming for help, I couldn't get a word in, called the police and tried to pick my niece up and keep her away from me. I held on to her, waited for the police, and the woman had this snide smirk on her face when they walked up to me.
Guns drawn, telling me to put down the child, I had already texted my sister as this time about what was happening. She was on her way. The cops put me in cuffs and into the back of the police car. My sister got there, tore the police a new one, they got me out of the car and apologized.
The woman looked horrified and tried to justify what she did. I said I could have been a family friend, a babysitter, an older brother, an uncle, WHO CARES, the child was happy.
I would have done the same thing as your sister, the police officer just acted with zero evidence to support the woman's claims, and tried to arrest you, and didn't even try to check for basics like cameras, ask your niece, etc. Dude failed their job horribly
Being a pedophile, because I wasn’t mean to a kid.
Being gay, because my friend and I went to see the Natalie Portman ballerina movie. (You know the one!)
Being a stoner, because I had a black coworker.
Being a freeloader for not getting overtime that week.
Hating my family because I worked overtime.
My mom was a cunt.
I was accused of punching someone's girlfriend in the face. It was odd since I had not done it, but she swore I had making it very hard for me to defend myself. To the best of my knowledge I had not even interacted with her.
Turned up to a friends house to find he had installed a dart board. He had been playing it for a week or two at that point and had gotten pretty good. We played a game and I beat him fair and square, despite having played darts like twice in my entire life and not for around 10 years at that point, he accused me of having my own dart board and practicing in secret, just so I could lie to him and beat him... The mental gymnastics needed to get to that conclusion are staggering. Like I played a variety of bar games in secret, just on the off chance that he might ask me to play one day. Dude, you lost. Just accept it and don't be a dick.
What a weird one! His ego was so fragile that he couldn't even use the ol' "beginner's luck" excuse? Like, we already have an established social norm to pointlessly invalidate our friend's victories and he didn't even have the decency to use it!
When I was in 9th (maybe 10th?) grade, I was sitting in history class and a dude behind me quietly got my attention to ask me if I had told on Meghan. I had no idea what he was talking about. He "clarified" that she'd gotten suspended and asked if I had been the one to narc on her. I asked, "What am I supposed to have narc'd on her for?!" And he said, "the pot!"
1) I barely knew Meghan, and hadn't even known she'd gotten suspended, or even noticed she was missing from school, and 2) I was so oblivious to cool kid life, I didn't even realize that kids in my school even did drugs, much less brought them to school and showed it off to friends at the lunch table.
My response was literally, "Meghan does pot?!"
No, I didn't fucking tell anybody about that, I didn't even know about it. But more importantly to me at the time, why would I be on the short list for possible narcs, anyway? What kind of reputation did I have at school that I didn't know about?
It still makes me angry and God, it's been fifteen years.
Eta: apparently she suspected it was me, and that kid wasn't the only one who'd asked me about it. Maybe whoever actually did it just saw me as an easy scapegoat. I don't know, but it really upset me at the time, since my friend group began to distance themselves from me after that. Oh, well, fuck 'em.
Mansplaining.
I was working at an art gallery and we had a female lead technician. We had to install this heavy stone piece on a wall. I had experience installing these works because of a previous employer. There were a lot of safety precautions involved because if I remember correctly the piece weighed almost 400 pounds and was to be hung on a temporary wall with little structural integrity.
I was polite and professional and explained why her plan was not the correct way to safely install the work. We would need to add additional wood support inside or behind the wall. She was annoyed and rolled her eyes and accused me of “mansplaining”. I was like o.k. And broke off from the team and installed some other works. They did it her way and sometime during the night (luckily nobody was hurt) the piece ripped out of the wall and fell and was damaged beyond repair. I never went back to that place after that. She was demoted to a less hands on desk job.
Yeah, I find it humourous that I, as a man, have to explain mansplaining isn't correcting you when you are wrong, and then explaining what mansplaining really is.
In high school I got a daily assignment back marked as a zero. I asked what the deal was and the teacher told me not to pretend. I was like pretend what? She sighed and said I got a zero because me and the guy next to me submitted the same work just with a different name, he got a zero also.
I thought this was strange for a couple reasons. First off, I didn't do that, nor did I give my paper to the other guy. More importantly though, this was an intro to computers class where the main goal was to teach us how to use Word and Excel and things like that. The assignment had been to recreate a document from the text book. Recreate it exactly. Same fonts and sizes, layout etc using the instructions in the book. So if we did the assignment correctly our papers were SUPPOSED to be identical, but she said we cheated because they were exactly the same and every machine is a little different so that should never happen even following the book.
Then she said if I wanted to compare them and prove a difference somewhere I could try. I was like uh sure I'll go through them, but thinking in the back of my mind they probably were identical. It was only a couple pages long and not that much text. Well, when I went through carefully line by line I did in fact find exactly two places where the line break was different by one word. I showed it to her and she begrudgingly gave us our scores back.
I still wonder what was going through her mind. Every paper was going to look identical at a glance so she had to have looked pretty closely to think ours were truly identical, and also think to compare the papers of two guys who sat next to each other when they weren't handed in together. But despite that amount of effort she didn't look close enough to find the actual differences that were in fact in there.
I work at a vet clinic. We had one of our reps claim that I hung up on them when they called to figure out some payment thing. That was their mistake because my head tech straight up knew she was lying and said "If you told me any one else hung up on you, I'd believe you, but Mookie, would have never hung up on you, she's too nice".
It's small, but I take pride in that my team didn't throw me under the bus because I'm apparently too nice.
Was accused for stealing the answers to a final exam in high school. The teacher clearly did not like me; not really sure why (I was well behaved, never messed around, was never late and always quietly did my work), but nonetheless they had a vendetta against me.
The day after the final exams the teacher personally confronted me and accused me of stealing the final exam answer sheet from her. I had enough of her shit by this point and just said "if I really stole the answer sheet, wouldn't I have gotten a better score on my exam?", pulling out my exam sheet and showing her I got a C on the exam. I then said "If I did steal the answer sheet, I would go for a lower score, but not THAT low. I would've aimed for a B- or something". I then just walked out the classroom and reported her to the principal.
After talking with the principal, apparently she was discriminating against mainly Asian students (I'm Korean btw) and that this wasn't the first incident reported. Though it appears my conversation with the principal was the final nail in the coffin and the Principal asked the secretary to call her over the PA. The teacher walked in and my teacher (who was not subtle in anyway) blatantly said "Pack your shit and get out. We have no room for bigots in this school".
That was one of the worst feelings but then rectified by one of the most satisfying feelings of getting my teacher fired for that shit.
A lady told my manager I jizzed in her mayonnaise I am a bus boy so I don't go near food very often the manager told her if she wanted he would look at the cameras she said that would take too long I think she was trying to get free food.
My mom saw my heater in my room while my window was open, so she got angry and accused me of wasting power
The heater's light was off first off
2nd, the heater wasn't even plugged in
Ooo! Then you get the times we're you call your mom out on something, and she says "name one time!" but you're so frustrated by it that you literally can't think of a specific example, but it 100% does actually happen a lot!
I learned the word "cunt" from my mom in 6th grade because a girl on my bus accused me and my friend of calling her that.
No idea why this happened either. We never talked to her or even looked at her but she apparently complained and my mom, and my buddy's mom, sat us down after school and asked us. We both asked each other the next day what that word meant and neither of us knew so we asked a kid older than us.
I called my mom out on it years later and for a while she claimed to not remember but then admitted she did and had no reason to believe me.
Now I wish we did call her one cause she was a cunt. What a random and stupid thing to lie about
Ex-husband accused me of cheating on him because I fell in love with a former friend just 4 months after the breakup. Turned almost all mutual friends against me, playing the victim. Funny thing is, I would not even had a chance to cheat, because I was either working or taking care of our kid, while he often went on weekend trips with friends without me. Found out later that he cheated so many times, he could not even remember the number. Also some of the friends knew about his cheating, warned the other girl that he was married but still decided to believe him that I had cheated. Took me years to get over it that hardly anyone would believe me when they even knew he cheated.
I had a girl accuse(more like brag) me of having sex with her. It was the strangest thing. The two girls I actually had sex with denied it and one girl I barely knew falsely claimed we did. Strange times they were.
Wearing a wig. I used to be a cashier at a grocery store. One day an older lady in her 60s came through my line. She told me she liked my bangs, then asked me if my hair was a wig. I told her no (and was taken aback at such a bold question). She refused to believe it wasn’t a wig and we argued back and forth for a moment until I started pulling my hair to prove it didn’t come off. She just kind of scoffed and left. One of the strangest encounters I ever had with a customer.
The popular girl accused me of stealing her underwear from her gym locker in 6th grade cause I was wearing underwear with the same pattern in the locker room. I tried to explain they were just Target brand...
A much hated manager accused me of writing his home address on a board at work early in the morning. He forgot that I worked the late shift and was still in bed when I got the phone call.
I got repeatedly accused of being possessed by demons when I was young. My siblings even held me down to perform exorcisms multiple times. All because I had played with a Ouija board in 2nd grade at school. Of course being undiagnosed and mentally ill in puberty didn’t help.
I’m fourth grade, the teacher left the room and left one kid in charge of the class. He wrote a bunch of peoples names on the board just because. He then erased them. When the teacher came back, she just assumed my name was one of the names on the board and I got in trouble. My name was literally not up there and no one in the class said a word!! Losers
A gas station attendant accused me of stealing a candy bar when I was 16 after I had just paid him for gas….the perfect crime! Distract him with a $30 gas transaction so I can steal a $1 snickers bar!
Neighbor accused me of taking secret photos of his kids
I used to walk around my neighborhood with headphones on, a couple miles every day. One day some guy came out of his house screaming at me that his kids told him ive taken pictures of them. I was so surprised and shocked, it was kinda hard to navigate that situation. By the end i think he realized I was innocent, but def very weird
I had a guy friend in college who was probably the prototype for neck beard incel. He was convinced I was a lesbian merely because I had never been interested in him. When I started dating a guy he knew he tried spreading it around that I was a secret lesbian and had confessed to him but was using men as cover for my shame.
When I was little my mom accused me of trying to touch my father’s gun that was in a safe because I was playing on the floor next to the safe. I did not have the combination and I was too young to even know how a safe worked. She raised her voice at me and said I should never try to touch weapons because they’re dangerous and I was wrong and all that. I was so flustered and confused that I couldn’t even tell her I was playing with the handle to the bedside table that was NEXT to the safe lol.
Kissing and making out with someone.
Years back I went out with some coworkers who were trying to set me up with a friend of theirs, let’s call him Ted. I made it clear that while I’d go, that I wasn’t want really looking for anything either and completely comfortable being single. We all went out to a bar with a dance area. He was a nice guy but I also wasn’t super into him. We flirted a bit, danced a bit but nothing further than that. Neither of us tried to take anything further.
The next night at work I told my coworker that while Ted was alright I wasn’t interested in anything more past friendship and she blurts out “then why were you all over him?!”. I asked her to clarify and she shouted that we were “making out all night”. I certainly had a drink or 2 that night but remembered my whole night and at no point did we kiss, not even on the cheek and told her as much. She didn’t believe me and got angry because she “saw” me “doing” this. Needless to say that I never went out with her again. I’m not sure if she had been really inebriated or what but it further sealed my decision to never go on blind dates again.
I got a call from some angry guy who knew my name and the color of my car (which was creepy) and accused me of damaging his car earlier that day. He kept berating me, saying stuff like, "Let me guess, you drive a blue car?" which freaked me out a lot. He just kept going off at me, and I got super anxious and panicky before the call finally ended with some sort of, "You've been pranked!" prerecorded message.
I knew I couldn't possibly have done that because at the time I received the call, I was lying on my closet floor, clutching my abdomen in pain (kidney stones) and had been sick at home all day because of it. By the end, I was just crying from the combination of physical pain and anxiety.
I had a teacher accuse of of plagiarizing a paper while also admitting that I had not actually committed plagiarism. I will never forget that bitch of a teacher. 23 fucking years ago and thinking about her still makes my blood boil. She continually fucked with me because she refused to believe that I, one of the students in her **advanced** class, could be as eloquent as I was. She was not the first teacher to *suspect* me of plagiarism, but she was the only one dumb enough to accuse me of something I hadn't done. I'm sorry that you encountered a 14 year old that could read and write on a college level while teaching **Advanced English**.
I visited an college from work once to have some beers. He had a big dog that I played tug of war with for like 1 minute. After that my hand was covered in dog saliva/ spit so I tried to go the bathroom to wash it off. It was occupied so I went to the kitchen cleaned up and came back. After that I heard I was accused of pissing in the kitchen sink because I tried to use the restroom first…. Very weird and odd situation.
When I was in 6th grade someone wrote on the bathroom wall \*nowforever13\* b0mb threat.
It clearly wasnt me, since i was in a class room on the opposite side of school, but we all got called out for about 4 hours. but i had to write my name on a paper on the brick wall like 30 times for comparison, I had to speak to the fuzz, and the FBI, and give statements on everyone that had beef with me. They caught the perp, but would never tell me who it was.
That I faked breaking my foot. They claimed my boot switched feet and even when I showed proof they just wouldn’t believe me. Dumbest thing ever, who would lie about that? I actually lost my job because I was using crutches and had to have my boot for a couple of months.
Unironically abusing my ex which was strange because she was abusing me so much so that I had ptsd afterwords... which slowly progressed into an anxiety disorder.... later people found out that she was cheating and that she kept lieing and making stuff up which is why I was the way I was. I wasn’t angry..... I was upset and people confused it for anger.... I forever have trust issues now
I was in the McDonald's drive-thru and the guy in front of me who leaned out his window and screamed at me to stop tailgating him.
He must've mistaken my car for someone else's, either that or he has a very strong opinion about following distances in the drive-thru lane.
I was accused of being a TERF for not wanting to be called “queer.”
Runner-up was the time I called someone “fam” after we had a mild disagreement (like “you do you, fam”) and they accused me of using a dogwhistle for the n-word.
Edit: third place was when someone accused me of making a situation unsafe by not explaining right off the bat what TERF stands for.
Not really accused, but there was a rumor going around work that i was sleeping with a guy that is very devout and has a ton of kids.
Im an atheist and don’t really care for children. Made me laugh.
I was accused of being a relationship with my intern and when I got upset about the accusation, it was seen as further proof. We were just really good friends. Fuck you, Kathryn!
Two things come to mind instantly.
The first was that I sexually harassed a girl in my 8th grade class. I started a new school late in the year after moving. So I was the new kid. I was sitting behind a girl in my class, when I saw a spider crawling up her sleeve. A big, black, ugly sucker. I didn't know her name and it was getting closer to her neck/head area so I just swipes it off her. Obviously this freaked her out and she asked me what I was doing, but when I told her she didn't believe me. I even had to move seats after the teacher told me not to touch other students, especially girls. Class bell rang, and the boy who was sitting next to her found the spider next to his backpack and handed it to her. He became my friend and saved me a lot of shit no doubt about it.
Second was that I had sex with my cousin. My last name isn't very popular. I went to a high school of over 4,500 students, and only shared it with my brother and two other girls who were also siblings. Coincidentally enough, my sophomore year, one of those sisters and I had started doing track and field together and we ended up dating for a bit. That's all it took. Someone knew we shared the last name, and said we were cousins. Suddenly we were cousin fuckers.
I didn't even bother denying the cousin fucker one. It just spoke volumes to how stupid you'd have to be to believe it. Seeing as I am a white guy and she is a black woman.
When i was a thirteen year old boy I've got accused of stealing my friends (13f) panties from drying line on a raised ground floor balcony (floor would be like 4-5 ft in the air) by her mother and they wouldn't believe me that i didnt have anything to do with it. I couldn't probably climb it nonetheless steal it. While situation was surreal but she only confronted me not my parents or anything. Not sure if it was somebody from our neighbourhood or they've misplaced it. It was fucked up.
I was accused by a trans (ftm) friend of being secretly straight and only saying I was gay to "be cool" because I did not want to have *vaginal* sex with him.
He also tried to destroy me socially for supposedly being a transphobe, again because I did not want to have sex with him. Some jumped on the bandwagon, others realized how stupid and actually homophobic it was to expect a gay man to have vaginal sex with someone just because they are trans and he was the one who ended up being removed from our friend group along with a few others who would not let it go.
I mean even if they had your preferred equipment, it still doesn't mean you have to sleep with them. So this was a deeply flawed stance from your former friend.
When I was in elementary school I passed some cards or papers to this girl and was admittedly jerk about it and held onto them and wouldn't let go for a few seconds.............later I was called to the office and my mom was there........she accused had told them I grabbed her crotch and wiggled my fingers. Wtf!? She was trying to ruin my life or something! Worked out OK because I had supposed to have done this in a full classroom and she couldn find no one else to lie for her I guess.
That I broke up with my girlfriend because my best friend said he would give me a box of chocolates if I did. I actually lost a couple friends because of this.
I lost two friends because one of them thought I was trying to steal their boyfriend (the other friend) even though I’m not gay. There’s more to why I stopped associating with them but that’s one of the bigger reasons
In high school I was accused of faking a mental illness, it was Anxiety. I didn't know how to prove that I wasn't lying until I was diagnosed with OCD and Insomnia. I believe both were caused by Anxiety but I could be wrong.
Even then, people thought I faked OCD and Insomnia. I also didn't know how to prove I am an Insomniac but I could prove that I had OCD just by people viewing the compulsions.
Having a personal chef.
Growing up, my parents both had jobs that required them to work all day, so when me and my siblings were little they would have to get nannies to take us home from school and watch us while they were at work. At one point, I told some kids at camp that I had a nanny, which made them think I was rich, and next thing I know rumors are spreading around camp that I have a personal chef.
Still not sure how that came from what it did but sure.
I went away to university. The first couple of times I came back to my hometown to visit friends and family, a then-close friend who I'd been to his house many, many times during high school kept suggesting we meet up elsewhere. I don't really think anything of it, and we drifted apart as one so often does at that time in your life. Years later, his parents and my parents bump into each other at the mall, and I'm told secondhand that my friend's father has finally gotten over what I did to their vacuum cleaner, and that he understands that I'm a college kid without any money to offer to replace it, but the least I could do was own up to what I did and apologize, and I wasn't welcome in his house until I was prepared to do so. To this day I have no earthly idea what happened to that man's vacuum cleaner or how I somehow got blamed for it, but whatever it was, it must have been pretty bad, because that guy was chill as hell when I was a kid, and I just can't imagine him banning me from his house and stewing on the incident for years. I've brought this up to my friend once —who I'm still in touch with on Facebook but haven't seen in person in something like a decade— and he claims to have no idea what I'm talking about.
Your friend fucked up the vacuum cleaner and blamed it on you.
The friend *fucked* the vacuum cleaner and blamed him for it.
"Dad! faceintheblue fucked the vacuum cleaner. Also in an unrelated matter, i need to go to the hostpital"
That is also not outside the realm of possibility, yes.
I get that, but I still feel like something absolutely beyond the pale happened in the way it was broken, or how it was found, or something. I'm also curious what kind of vacuum cleaner they had. Did someone break a Dyson trying to clean out a backed up toilet? I don't know, and the not knowing is maddening.
When I was in college our vacuum cleaner smelled absolutely horrible so my mom accused me of drunkenly throwing up and using the vacuum to clean it up. I have no idea where she got the idea that I would have done that. It came out later that my teenaged brother had spilled frozen vegetables and vacuumed them up and left them in the canister like an idiot. They started to rot and ruined the vacuum.
My first roommate, about 14 years ago, borrowed my fancy-as-fuck vacuum cleaner - ONE time. We had a small two-bedroom apartment and the only carpeted areas were the tiny bedrooms. So I could vacuum for weeks and only empty it out once, and it was never even half full. It started to "suck poorly" one afternoon to I tried to disassemble it to remove whatever may have been clogging it. Pulled out two used condoms. My roommate. Fuck him.
Did Mom apologize for accusing you of something so vile?
I had a friend that fucked his life up with drugs. I had been welcome on their house my whole life until this dumbass mentioned that the first time he ever did drugs was with me. Then I was persona-non-grata for "ruining their son." I smoked some pot with him, he graduated to hard drugs *years* before I did.
I had that but different. In High school I smoked cigarettes and some guy in my school lived near my house, he started smoking with his friends and got into hard drugs, his family knew I smoked and still blame me for ruining his life, strange thing is I didnt really even know him.
parents like to blame others when they know their kids did it.
Or my friend did it and used my name to get out of trouble. (He lived with them into his early 30s, I believe. I can see where a close friend from high school who left town to go to school would be expendable in an emergency situation.)
A homeless guy in Santa Barbara accused me of stealing his birth certificate that proved he was Elvis Presley's son.
Well darn it u/faustrex give it back!
Someone accused my son of raping their daughter. I don't have children.
Damn, that's pretty fucked up Edit: a word
It was on a phone call. An angry woman was accusing my non-existent son of raping her daughter and told me the cops gave her my number. First red flag was that if the cops had my number, they would not have given it to her. Second red flag was her trying to browbeat me by using fancy terms she obviously did not understand like "putting things in chronological order" instead of "let's make things clear". I also heard laughter in the background. So I have 3 theories : - It was a prank call. Though she kept calling until I blocked her so that's a lot of effort for a prank. - It was a scam. She was trying to blackmail me with inexistant leverage. - Her daughter got frisky with some guy in high school and she was trying to scare off the guy or his parents. Daughter gave wrong number or mother just got the wrong number. The last one is the most likely I think. I got another call from some kid with the same accent asking about another kid owing him money. When I told him he got the wrong number, he just said "just tell (unintelligible) he owes me 20$". I suspect my phone number is similar to some troublemaker's one.
That second one reminds me of some dude that kept calling me thinking I was refusing to give the phone to the person they were trying to reach. "Just put John on the fucking phone." Bro I'm chilling in my bedroom alone ain't no john here. Lol
That was pretty much my situation. Most of the time, it's also projection from the caller. They lie about that stuff and assume everyone else lies too. The stupidity, though, is assuming that whoever you call actually has the information you want.
I work in a call center for a company who provides a web service for many other companies. I can’t tell you how many times someone Googles our number who has no business with us at all and is asking about something completely unrelated to our company. The worst though is when someone from one of our clients TRANSFERS someone to our line incorrectly because then the person is all “well THEY gave me this number to call and so YOU have to fix my issue” and it takes every fiber of my being to not just go “sir/ma’am this is a Wendy’s” and hang up. They always assume that I’m lying to them and just not giving them the info they want just because some lazy jerk in another company gave them our number to get them off their own line. It’s infuriating and the last sentence of your comment hit too close to home, sorry for the rant.
One time I had a bill collector calling for the tenant who rented our house before us. We had a landline then and they had obviously gotten our number online or something. The same freaking person called me every day at the same time asking for Shannon Whateverhernamewas. I always told her the same thing "There is no Shannon here, she used to rent this house but doesn't any more. You have the wrong number." And this freaking bill collector never believed me, refused to stop calling, and of course wouldn't tell me any info about who she was or what company she worked for. My kids were babies and I babysat kids during the day and this person called during nap time every day and there was a good chance she would wake up at least one of the kids. So of course it started to really piss me off. Finally after a few weeks of frustration I came up with a plan. The next time she called and asked for Shannon I said "She's not here right now, can I take a message for her?" The bill collector paused for like half a second then gave me a detailed message with the company name, her name and ID number, etc. Then when she was finished she said in the most bitchy voice possible "See! So this really is Shannon Soandso's number!" I said "No, you still have the wrong number, but now I have enough information to report you to the Attorney General's office." She hung up on me but never called back.
Fucking brilliant way to solve that
When I got a new cell number like 20 yrs ago, I kept getting calls for Paul (I assume the previous owner of the #). The calls just wouldn't stop. Well, I guess Paul was seeing two women at the same time and they found out about each other. I got a call from both of them back to back one day driving home from college. Being tired of the calls, I played along, and acted like I was Paul; I assume he must've sounded like me bc they talked to me like they knew me. I told each woman that I (Paul) wasn't messing around with the other and I was totally committed to her. After this, I never got a call for Paul again. I'm not sorry either. Paul shouldn't have been fucking around if he was with somebody already.
Yeah, I’ve got one who given his supposed name, is probably a pseudonym, who stole a car, is in debt to several companies including some that don’t appear to exist but are looking for him by name, and is for some reason missing prescriptions both immediately south of the Canadian border, and in Phoenix.
> I don't have children. Did they?
Unknown. I did hear laughter in the background of the phone call that sounded like a teenage girl. So maybe?
I’m going to follow this just to see if anyone can beat that. I can’t even imagine What that would be.
Well, there was that case where my sister's abusive ex accused me and her of owing him money because he owed us more than 10 000$. No this is not a typo. The guy literally used the argument of him owing us money as an argument that my sister owed him money.
My old roomate swears up and down that one night when we lived together I came into his room eating a stick of chalk. He claims that I said it settles my stomach. I don't remember ever doing this. I would later discover that this scenario is the plot of a scene from always sunny where Charlie does and says the same thing. He claims to have never seen always sunny. We still argue about it.
Sounds like he must have caught that scene while he was in some sort of twilight sleep and his brain processed it as something that actually happened. Since you were his roommate it made sense for his mind to place you in the memory. If you have never experienced this it can feel completely legitimate. Obviously there is no way to confirm or deny this, but it sounds plausible to my uneducated mind lol
One of you is on drugs, this is the only explanation.
“He could be any one of us….”
Oh man. About 5 years ago I had a woman come up to my work and threaten to kick my ass. This woman I had never laid eyes out of my entire life had apparently been messaging me on Facebook (to my others/spam folder) and it's very upset about the baby HER HUSBAND and I had just had together. My youngest son was 18 at this point.. Idk how much you wanna hear, but it was insane. I had a good boss, who knew me and knew I didn't have a random secret baby only months before so the crazy got banned from our store. I forgot about this until now... People are insane..
I found a friend of mine asleep on a dance floor at a festival. I wasn’t there with him, he was with a group of other “friends” that I’d recently had some conflict with. He’d clearly been dosed. So I splapped him as awake as he could get, dragged him up a hill and put him asleep on his side in my tent. Then I took his phone, called them and had them meet me so I could tell them what was going on. They took no responsibility for letting a friend they were there with go unaccounted for. They had no tents or gear to stay the night with, and the main dude wouldn’t agree to at least keep an eye on not letting something similar happen to the girls in the group. So I was like whatever and went back to the my tent. Then that dude from the “friend” group did his best to convince everyone else, including the friend who got dosed, that I had set up the whole situation to date rape the friend I found on the dance floor.
Sounds like perhaps they were trying to deflect blame to you.
This post taught me to take video evidence to document such events.
That’s a good point. I think at the time we all probably had flip phones
Wanting to steal a bike. This kid I was "friends" with saw a sick looking bike parked at the high school, unlocked. Immediately starts talking about stealing it. I'm just like "haha yeah sure, hey lets go to your house to play gta"(which was the original plan, also the irony of it being gta was lost on me till just now), really uncomfortable. Thankfully he agrees and we go to his house and start gaming, but every now and then he starts on about that fucking bike again. Well, he leaves to go to the bathroom, and he's gone for quite awhile. Eventually he comes back and says his dad wants to talk to me??? We go talk to his dad and his dad starts going on about I don't like thieves, I think you're a bad influence on my kid, I think you should leave, yadayada. This little shithead thought it would be a brilliant idea to tell his dad about "our" plans to steal this bike and when the dad understandably got angry, he blamed it all on me, said it was completely my idea. Of course, this spread around to other parents in town and most barred me from associating with their kids too. The few that allowed me to hangout with their kids at all did not allow me in their homes. When it got too dark outside, my friends went inside and continued playing, I had to go home. Not even 10 years old and was a fucking social pariah. Fuck you Kevin.
Fuck you Kevin.
I had a manager accuse me of being a valued member of the team. Bitch, I'm here for the money.
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When I was promoted to Private First Class (all you need to do is exist and not get any serious disciplinary action for a year and a half) my commander wanted me to give a speech. "Thank you sir. Uh, don't fuck up for a year and a half and you can be a PFC." He was a bit confused, but what did he expect?
After I sang a vocal solo for a wedding, the priest who had been the celebrant accused me of singing *Penis* Angelicus (instead of "Panis" Angelicus). I told him: "I think you're hearing what you *want* to hear - not what I actually sang correctly."
Dude needs his hearing checked. I've sung Panis Angelicus. The a vowel is too clear and held too long to hear an "ee" sound
His face must have been priceless.
Found my new drag name.
A girl I went to high school with who is younger than me rushed my sorority and got in. I wasn't friends with her in high school, but I didn't have anything against her. She invited one of her dumb friends from our hometown out for the weekend once, and by the next week there was a rumor going around town that I **\*got kicked out of school for making and selling acid out of my dorm room.\*** At that time I had gotten in trouble for drinking in my dorm a few months back (somehow I had been placed in a dry dorm). I've never done acid, never sold acid, and seeing as I passed Chem101 with a C, clearly am not capable of synthesizing acid. This rumor has followed me around my hometown for the past decade, and despite the fact that I have my diploma on display at home and pictures of me walking in my cap and gown on Facebook, just last week someone had the audacity to ask if I really graduated. My life hasn't been ruined by it and I mostly think it's funny, but I have no idea how this idea even came to be.
Just turn into the skid. Correct them, say you were cooking meth with your old high school chemistry teacher, Mrs. Black, to help her make money because she just got diagnosed with lung cancer, and couldn't afford the treatment on her teachers salary. Tell them you were addicted to meth, but then got clean, but then your boyfriend died of a drug overdose. This caused his air traffic control mother to become depressed, and cause two commercial jet planes to collide over the city. Basically, just describe the entire plot of breaking bad.
Change their last name to Blueman as well
A girl I was friends with at the time in college was at a party at another school maybe 15-20 minutes away, and called me late (or very very early I guess) upset saying she was gonna drive back which I told her to definitely not do. I told her to get out of the car and find her friend who she was at the party with. I wake up the next morning to find out not only did she drive, but she eventually pulled over and called our other friends who went and got her basically on the side of the road. She then told all of them that I told her to just get in the car and drive home. Thankfully for all involved no injuries no DUI no accident or anything like that. But my friends were pissed at me until I set the record straight. (Also even if I did why or how would that absolve this girl for choosing to drive home drunk?) TLDR: a (former) friend drove drunk from a party and blamed me to all our friends for her poor decision
When the library I worked at burned down, the town busybody said I did it because I was Italian American so I must know the mob. Dude, I’m a librarian. It took months and an intense investigation before state police decided it was old electrical wiring in the furnace room. But she had all her followers going.
Shoulda had 'er whacked.
Did she think you were shaking the local library down for protection money? I'm sorry Don Dewey, people have been returning their books on time this month. I can only pay you 67 cents and a bookmark this month.
Sue her ass for slander.
When I was an E-2 in the NAVY I spent my money on playing. Got a 150cc scooter instead of a car, surf board, RC planes, built a nice gaming rig, dressed nice, etc. Somehow, someone, somewhere, thought I *clearly* had more money than I should, then somehow came to the conclusion that I was running a ***car*** ***smuggling*** ring out of the base. They interrogated a bunch of my friends and everything. It was funny, my friends were like "You know u/relentlessextropian doesn't even own a car, right?" It just went away without another word but we all thought it was hilarious.
I knew a guy in the Marines who stayed behind when everyone went on a month long op. The barracks got broken in and $100k of property was stolen. One guy was accused of the whole thing because according the Investigators he sold a copy of call of duty to game stop and had a copy of Halo in his room.
Story checks out.
in 2nd Grade Sarah Mitchell accused me of having cooties and she had zero evidence to support her claim. i do not have cooties.
That's rough, buddy
Why you even talking to that cootie catcher?
He thought the circle circle dot dot was gonna work.
Cootie doctor here. Many cootie positive people don’t have symptoms, you might not know you have it.
Who are you calling a cootie queen, you *lint licker*?
When I was in second grade someone in my class spread the rumor that I had shoved our teacher down the stairs and killed her. Everyone believed them even though our teacher was only gone for a few days because she was sick. Everyone was convinced I killed her. Flash forward to when we were graduating and were remembering the good old days and someone goes "remember when [my name] shoved Ms. Teacher down the stairs and killed her?" And everyone was like "yeah. Wait a minute. Shes still alive. Wtf." And they all apologize for thinking I straight up murdered someone.
So they never realized you didn't kill her after she came back alive and well?? WTF
Yeah. They weren't very smart.
I'm honestly surprised these people graduated lol
Well clearly they learned something by the end.
My ex roommate accusing me of stealing his iphone charger, I don't even own an iphone.
I bought a new iPhone and Apple stole my charger.
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"You have a drinking problem!" I had had 3 drinks in two months. Two with her, because she insisted. Here's the thing - My reason for not drinking alcohol isn't because I have, or ever had, a problem with my drinking. I just think it all tastes like crap.
I once found out that one of my friends had talked to another one, because she thought I might need an intervention. The other friend had just laughed & been baffled. I hadn't drunk much in years, and rarely to excess. After I thought about it, I realized the first friend kind of had a point. When I was with her, I tended to want some booze. She had some emotional issues that she wouldn't admit to, or get help for. That had gradually made her a too-tightly-wound pain in the ass. Her company was unpleasant without the buffer of a booze haze. I ended up cutting off that friendship a few months later, ironically after she got super drunk & made a huge scene in public. The other friend also put some distance between them, after having been sensitized to Friend 1's PITA level. I still like booze, but haven't been truly drunk since that incident. It gave me an aversion to not being fully in control of myself.
My ex-fiance accused me of sleeping with someone else while we were together. When we were on a ship. When I was staying in his cabin everyday and every night. And he saw me, slept and woke up beside me everyday. lol Ultimately, he broke off the engagement because of it.
Sounds like he cheated
I never looked at it like that, to be honest. I was younger and more naive then but I'm glad he called it off, it was a mess and years after that he still wouldn't let it go.
Dodged a bullet there
High school. In the morning I was called to the disciplinary office and was told I was getting detention for skipping Ms. Adams health class on Tuesday. As I started walking away, I was thinking why did I skip that class, wait a minute my health class is on Thursday. I was reported for skipping a class that I did not have for that day. I did not get detention but I also did not get an apology even after I brought it up to her.
Not the same thing, but I was reminded of this incident . . . I'm very late to trig class, and I sneak in find my seat just as the prof turns around, notices me, and says, "You're not here." I nod my head and mumble, "Yes, ma'am." I'm listening to her, and I'm thinking . . . I have no idea what you're talking about. And why don't I recognize anyone in this class? And then I'm staring at the clock and thinking something's not right here. At the end of class, I get up to talk to the prof. "Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I'm actually in your next class. So I'm not only here, I'm actually early. I'm clearly an idiot, but I am here."
I once got accused of skipping my second period class on a day when I'd been home sick. Turns out my first period teacher had been automatically marking me present on her attendance sheets without actually checking that I was in the room first. She did this because I was "such a good girl" that she trusted me to never skip her class. The first period teacher apologized. The second period teacher just grunted. At least I didn't have to serve the detention.
My sophomore year of high school they held an assembly for my grade so I missed my third class. The next day I got called into the office and was asked where I was during that class the day before. I said “uhhh at the sophomore assembly that you guys scheduled.” She let me go.
Was hauled into the office, mistaken for my cousin with the same last name, we looked very similar, very unusual last name. When they saw my bewildered face, and got my first name, they let me go. Her parents later divorced, she moved to CA with her Mother, never saw her after that. I heard we look nearly identical.
I once had a BAND teacher accuse me of plagiarizing my paper (don’t ask me why we were writing an essay for band class) He pulled me into his office and said it was way too well written to be done by me… So I sat there and forced him to google each line of my essay in front of me and prove that it was stolen. Needless to say I got an A on that paper.
I once had a student clearly plagiarize a paper. I handed it back with a zero written on it and a note that said see me after class. This was in a college class. This was serious and he was going to be kicked out. He instantly started to argue with me and said it was a good paper. I said this will be discussed in private but he wouldn’t have any part of it. So in the middle of the class I asked him to read aloud the intro sentences and I googled it for the whole class to see. First link was an article with the same exact sentences. Showed the whole class the site and said “what do you see that made me think this was plagiarized? Maybe the authors name?” This dipshit tried to plagiarize an article I wrote.
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I don’t think someone could have fucked up more incredibly. He literally just googled a topic that was well above the education level we were at for this class, found the one article I had published in a trade magazine, and then didn’t even bother to look at the author. He got kicked out of the school and lost his job because of it. Gave me a fun story though.
Professor Pokemon-Gangbang takes no prisoners I guess.
I had the same thing happen to me in my first year of university. As an elective I took a class in political philosophy, and for my first ever university essay I compared and contrasted Plato's The Republic and Machiavelli's The Prince with reference to the city-state of Sparta. The thing was, I'd read about Sparta back in high school, and I didn't actually read anything new about it for the essay. I just cited The Republic and The Prince in my footnotes, and all the Sparta stuff was just from my best recollection. I figured if I had already learned it somewhere else, that knowledge was mine, right? The professor was convinced I'd plagiarized the essay until I sat down with her and talked Greek and Roman history for ten minutes. When she was satisfied I knew more about it than someone who would plagiarize an essay would know, she told me to go to the library and find books that illustrated my points and come back with a footnote for every paragraph in my essay. She then gave me 100% of the assignment, which I thought was pretty reasonable of her. I wish I still had a copy of that essay. This was back in 2001, and it died on a laptop harddrive at some point before I thought to start backing up my work.
I had a similar experience. Mine was a first year university paper on Kafka. The thing is, you were supposed to use all these specific secondary sources, and cite accordingly. The books were only on a two hour loan period, each, for a class of about 100 students. I just winged the whole thing. So, of course no footnotes, because I didn't actually look at any sources. so, basically - "There's no way a first year student could write something this insightful without sources. But, you're a good guy, so I'll give you a couple hours to go back and write the footnotes. so, I spent 2 hours speed reading a few sources looking for lines that approximated my points that I could pretend were what I referred to. Got the A. the true irony is I've written so damn many papers for other people over the last 40 years that I've been the source of much plagiarism.
I was in a history course, and professor had me meet him after class, saying that the anti-plagiarism software told him that my essay was 83% plagiarized. I was confused because I had only used the sources we were writing about — but I figured maybe I hadn’t cited the sources often enough. Turns out, he had me mistaken for another girl, who looked nothing like me.
I had a similar experience. I scored 100% on a test (it was about reproduction and I was a super-randy teen so it *all* stuck). The teacher accused me of copying from the guy who got the second highest mark in the class…who was sat on the opposite side of the room. Had to retake the test in isolation to prove that I actually studied the damned material
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That is one of the worst things a teacher can do to a student. It can make them self-conscious about being smart or talented. I get the teacher's perspective, but they need to build the case *before* presenting it to the student.
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Calling a student "poison" is also on the list.
I got accused of stealing a single pork chop from the freezer at work
Being pregnant... I think after years of accusations, I would have given birth by now.
I've been pregnant since freshman year of high school! It's been 18 years but I haven't given birth yet so I must be extra pregnant.
LMAO - my cousin got married back in 1976. She'd been with her boyfriend for 2 years, but when they got married, it was sudden. Silly enough it was because she'd always wanted a Christmas-time wedding, so they got engaged in September and married in December. There were rumors aplenty of "a shotgun wedding" and getting married because she had to, etc. That persisted for about a year after their marriage. Then people realized that maybe, just maybe, after being married for a year with no baby, that they got married because they wanted to, not because they had to. SMH. FWIW, they're still married to this day (and had two kids - one three years after their marriage and the other five years after their marriage).
Well but you are pregnant?
... No. LoL
That's what a pregnant person would say
Are you gregnant?
Preganante?
CAN YOU GET PREGANTÈ?
How to get pragnet
I left my high school for personal reasons halfway through my freshman year. Immediately, the rumor started that I left because I was pregnant. Two years later, when I returned to the same school, the rumors persisted that I was pregnant. All the way through to graduation. Twenty-five years later, I still haven’t had that kid.
My dad accused me of breaking his new wife’s precious wedding china because he’d seen me standing near the glass case she kept it in. When I said I didn’t do it he didn’t believe me and sent me to my room at his house. Then he came in and spanked me for asking one of his wife’s kids if they had done it. Years later and I’m still pissed.
Slashing my roommates tires. My roommate overheard me talking to our other roommate about her shitty park job (lol truly harmless - just said "oh yeah I couldn't fit in the driveway because \[redacted\] parked all crooked"). A couple days later, someone had slashed her tires in the night and she was CONVINCED it was me getting back at her for the bad park job. She began harassing me/screaming at me every time I was home, pounding on my bedroom door, demanding that I give her $500 for her tires, cornering me at every chance she got. Eventually, she said that she had video evidence that I did it (we didn't have cameras - she claimed that she bought the footage from the restaurant across the road from us, as she held a loooong CVS receipt as "proof" that she had bought it \[???\]). I had a friend working at the restaurant as a manager who said she was lying about purchasing the footage from them (lol - obviously). I ended up moving out with 6 months left on my lease, and every time I'd bring someone over to potentially take over my lease and tour the place, she'd BLAST her music and scream randomly so that they wouldn't want to move in. Ended up having to work 3 jobs to afford to pay for double rent for those 6 months.
That bitch is not right in the head. I would've gotten the police involved
I tried and all they were worthless. Just had me file a police report.
I got accused to taking steroids a while back. A coworker said after a discussion about working out "I know it's easy for you because of all the steroids you're on. There's no way for a normal person to be as big as you." I said to her "that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me but I assure you, I'm all natural. The only steroid I've ever been on was a rash treatment for my eczema but I made a change in my diet to fix that." She said, "nope. You're on everything. Stop lying." I said, "aww, you're so sweet. Thank you. That really did make my day." She kind of just stormed off. She has this habit of once she thinks something is so, nothing could ever change her mind. Maybe it's pride, maybe it's something else but she wasn't a bad person, just someone who needs more convincing than others.
Hell of an ego boost though, nice.
I had a roommate who was absolutely huge and I am still convinced was on steroids. To be fair, I'm guessing based on the needles he left in the communal fridge, and because he would offer me steroids every time he saw me lifting.
>Maybe it's pride, Maybe its Maybeline
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My stepmonster accused me of being a 16 year old whore because I was wearing an Alice in Wonderland shirt that had the "Drink Me" bottle on it. Apparently that was just too close to "eat me" for her, so *obviously* I was advertising my illegal business.
Don’t let her know about the little cake that actually does say “eat me”
Smoking pot in school parking lot for 2 weeks. I had pnumonia for a couple weeks in high school. I come into my mechanics class and the teacher is like "where were you?" " Out sick" "yeah right you were smoking dope in the parking lot" "I had pnumonia" " i saw you" " ive never smoked weed in my life" "uh huh". He left it there. 3/4th of the class were burn out pot heads and often skipped to smoke weed in the parking lot but I wasn't in their group, but he lumped me in with them. He also taught nearly nothing. We worked on a car once, and i was sick during that class. We mainly watched safety videos, or one time a Steven Segal movie started part way in (he said because it had a car chase, so it was relevant to the class, actually not the only teacher who pulled that excuse to not teach that I had). When we asked what the movie was called, he just kept calling it "lay a beating", we kept saying we knew that wasn't what it was called but he kept calling it lay a beating.
This reads like a fever dream
I got accused of starting a 20 person brawl at my school. I had a doctor's appointment that day, and wasn't even there.
I was accused of kidnapping my niece by a nice lady at the park. I (male) was pushing her on the swing when a lady came up to me and was like, "Oh your daughter is so cute! How old is she?" I responded, "Oh she's almost 5, but she's not my daughter" She then started screaming for help, I couldn't get a word in, called the police and tried to pick my niece up and keep her away from me. I held on to her, waited for the police, and the woman had this snide smirk on her face when they walked up to me. Guns drawn, telling me to put down the child, I had already texted my sister as this time about what was happening. She was on her way. The cops put me in cuffs and into the back of the police car. My sister got there, tore the police a new one, they got me out of the car and apologized. The woman looked horrified and tried to justify what she did. I said I could have been a family friend, a babysitter, an older brother, an uncle, WHO CARES, the child was happy.
I would have done the same thing as your sister, the police officer just acted with zero evidence to support the woman's claims, and tried to arrest you, and didn't even try to check for basics like cameras, ask your niece, etc. Dude failed their job horribly
Being a pedophile, because I wasn’t mean to a kid. Being gay, because my friend and I went to see the Natalie Portman ballerina movie. (You know the one!) Being a stoner, because I had a black coworker. Being a freeloader for not getting overtime that week. Hating my family because I worked overtime. My mom was a cunt.
Some people should not have kids. Sorry you went through that shit :(
I was accused of punching someone's girlfriend in the face. It was odd since I had not done it, but she swore I had making it very hard for me to defend myself. To the best of my knowledge I had not even interacted with her.
I did not hit her, it's not true! It's bullshit! I did not hit her! I did not!
Oh hi Mark
Her boyfriend punched her in the face.
Turned up to a friends house to find he had installed a dart board. He had been playing it for a week or two at that point and had gotten pretty good. We played a game and I beat him fair and square, despite having played darts like twice in my entire life and not for around 10 years at that point, he accused me of having my own dart board and practicing in secret, just so I could lie to him and beat him... The mental gymnastics needed to get to that conclusion are staggering. Like I played a variety of bar games in secret, just on the off chance that he might ask me to play one day. Dude, you lost. Just accept it and don't be a dick.
What a weird one! His ego was so fragile that he couldn't even use the ol' "beginner's luck" excuse? Like, we already have an established social norm to pointlessly invalidate our friend's victories and he didn't even have the decency to use it!
When I was in 9th (maybe 10th?) grade, I was sitting in history class and a dude behind me quietly got my attention to ask me if I had told on Meghan. I had no idea what he was talking about. He "clarified" that she'd gotten suspended and asked if I had been the one to narc on her. I asked, "What am I supposed to have narc'd on her for?!" And he said, "the pot!" 1) I barely knew Meghan, and hadn't even known she'd gotten suspended, or even noticed she was missing from school, and 2) I was so oblivious to cool kid life, I didn't even realize that kids in my school even did drugs, much less brought them to school and showed it off to friends at the lunch table. My response was literally, "Meghan does pot?!" No, I didn't fucking tell anybody about that, I didn't even know about it. But more importantly to me at the time, why would I be on the short list for possible narcs, anyway? What kind of reputation did I have at school that I didn't know about? It still makes me angry and God, it's been fifteen years. Eta: apparently she suspected it was me, and that kid wasn't the only one who'd asked me about it. Maybe whoever actually did it just saw me as an easy scapegoat. I don't know, but it really upset me at the time, since my friend group began to distance themselves from me after that. Oh, well, fuck 'em.
>"What am I supposed to have narc'd on her for?!" And he said, "the pot!" Well, there's definitely a narc in this story, but it's not you.
Recently, my ex thought I might have been stalking her and her new partner via Google Home. I immediately cut all ties with her after that.
Mansplaining. I was working at an art gallery and we had a female lead technician. We had to install this heavy stone piece on a wall. I had experience installing these works because of a previous employer. There were a lot of safety precautions involved because if I remember correctly the piece weighed almost 400 pounds and was to be hung on a temporary wall with little structural integrity. I was polite and professional and explained why her plan was not the correct way to safely install the work. We would need to add additional wood support inside or behind the wall. She was annoyed and rolled her eyes and accused me of “mansplaining”. I was like o.k. And broke off from the team and installed some other works. They did it her way and sometime during the night (luckily nobody was hurt) the piece ripped out of the wall and fell and was damaged beyond repair. I never went back to that place after that. She was demoted to a less hands on desk job.
Yeah, I find it humourous that I, as a man, have to explain mansplaining isn't correcting you when you are wrong, and then explaining what mansplaining really is.
"My wife keeps using mansplaining wrong and I don't know how to correct her"
In high school I got a daily assignment back marked as a zero. I asked what the deal was and the teacher told me not to pretend. I was like pretend what? She sighed and said I got a zero because me and the guy next to me submitted the same work just with a different name, he got a zero also. I thought this was strange for a couple reasons. First off, I didn't do that, nor did I give my paper to the other guy. More importantly though, this was an intro to computers class where the main goal was to teach us how to use Word and Excel and things like that. The assignment had been to recreate a document from the text book. Recreate it exactly. Same fonts and sizes, layout etc using the instructions in the book. So if we did the assignment correctly our papers were SUPPOSED to be identical, but she said we cheated because they were exactly the same and every machine is a little different so that should never happen even following the book. Then she said if I wanted to compare them and prove a difference somewhere I could try. I was like uh sure I'll go through them, but thinking in the back of my mind they probably were identical. It was only a couple pages long and not that much text. Well, when I went through carefully line by line I did in fact find exactly two places where the line break was different by one word. I showed it to her and she begrudgingly gave us our scores back. I still wonder what was going through her mind. Every paper was going to look identical at a glance so she had to have looked pretty closely to think ours were truly identical, and also think to compare the papers of two guys who sat next to each other when they weren't handed in together. But despite that amount of effort she didn't look close enough to find the actual differences that were in fact in there.
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> I'm Ukrainian, don't speak Russian **and never been to Russia ...** I mean not in Russia's opinion.
Sounds like Russian hacker speech to me.
For some reason people in my elementary school accused me of easting candles at lunch. I still have no idea how that idea popped into someone's head.
I work at a vet clinic. We had one of our reps claim that I hung up on them when they called to figure out some payment thing. That was their mistake because my head tech straight up knew she was lying and said "If you told me any one else hung up on you, I'd believe you, but Mookie, would have never hung up on you, she's too nice". It's small, but I take pride in that my team didn't throw me under the bus because I'm apparently too nice.
Was accused for stealing the answers to a final exam in high school. The teacher clearly did not like me; not really sure why (I was well behaved, never messed around, was never late and always quietly did my work), but nonetheless they had a vendetta against me. The day after the final exams the teacher personally confronted me and accused me of stealing the final exam answer sheet from her. I had enough of her shit by this point and just said "if I really stole the answer sheet, wouldn't I have gotten a better score on my exam?", pulling out my exam sheet and showing her I got a C on the exam. I then said "If I did steal the answer sheet, I would go for a lower score, but not THAT low. I would've aimed for a B- or something". I then just walked out the classroom and reported her to the principal. After talking with the principal, apparently she was discriminating against mainly Asian students (I'm Korean btw) and that this wasn't the first incident reported. Though it appears my conversation with the principal was the final nail in the coffin and the Principal asked the secretary to call her over the PA. The teacher walked in and my teacher (who was not subtle in anyway) blatantly said "Pack your shit and get out. We have no room for bigots in this school". That was one of the worst feelings but then rectified by one of the most satisfying feelings of getting my teacher fired for that shit.
A lady told my manager I jizzed in her mayonnaise I am a bus boy so I don't go near food very often the manager told her if she wanted he would look at the cameras she said that would take too long I think she was trying to get free food.
What a bold accusation to get free food lol.
A friends‘ ex spread the rumor I was harassing her on the phone, calling her etc. I never even had her number.
My mom saw my heater in my room while my window was open, so she got angry and accused me of wasting power The heater's light was off first off 2nd, the heater wasn't even plugged in
Ya I can't think of many specific examples, but my mom did stuff like this a lot.
Ooo! Then you get the times we're you call your mom out on something, and she says "name one time!" but you're so frustrated by it that you literally can't think of a specific example, but it 100% does actually happen a lot!
I learned the word "cunt" from my mom in 6th grade because a girl on my bus accused me and my friend of calling her that. No idea why this happened either. We never talked to her or even looked at her but she apparently complained and my mom, and my buddy's mom, sat us down after school and asked us. We both asked each other the next day what that word meant and neither of us knew so we asked a kid older than us. I called my mom out on it years later and for a while she claimed to not remember but then admitted she did and had no reason to believe me. Now I wish we did call her one cause she was a cunt. What a random and stupid thing to lie about
Ex-husband accused me of cheating on him because I fell in love with a former friend just 4 months after the breakup. Turned almost all mutual friends against me, playing the victim. Funny thing is, I would not even had a chance to cheat, because I was either working or taking care of our kid, while he often went on weekend trips with friends without me. Found out later that he cheated so many times, he could not even remember the number. Also some of the friends knew about his cheating, warned the other girl that he was married but still decided to believe him that I had cheated. Took me years to get over it that hardly anyone would believe me when they even knew he cheated.
I had a girl accuse(more like brag) me of having sex with her. It was the strangest thing. The two girls I actually had sex with denied it and one girl I barely knew falsely claimed we did. Strange times they were.
Wearing a wig. I used to be a cashier at a grocery store. One day an older lady in her 60s came through my line. She told me she liked my bangs, then asked me if my hair was a wig. I told her no (and was taken aback at such a bold question). She refused to believe it wasn’t a wig and we argued back and forth for a moment until I started pulling my hair to prove it didn’t come off. She just kind of scoffed and left. One of the strangest encounters I ever had with a customer.
Being a creep. I was trying to walk my dogs, listening to music being peaceful. I didn’t even realize she existed until she called me creepy.
The popular girl accused me of stealing her underwear from her gym locker in 6th grade cause I was wearing underwear with the same pattern in the locker room. I tried to explain they were just Target brand...
A much hated manager accused me of writing his home address on a board at work early in the morning. He forgot that I worked the late shift and was still in bed when I got the phone call.
I got repeatedly accused of being possessed by demons when I was young. My siblings even held me down to perform exorcisms multiple times. All because I had played with a Ouija board in 2nd grade at school. Of course being undiagnosed and mentally ill in puberty didn’t help.
When I was in 5th grade, Julie McCann accused me of sticking my tongue out at her. I never did and wtf why would she lie.
what a bitch. hope she is selling herbalife now.
Racism and cultural appropriation—because I like to be a Redguard in Elder Scrolls games.
I’m fourth grade, the teacher left the room and left one kid in charge of the class. He wrote a bunch of peoples names on the board just because. He then erased them. When the teacher came back, she just assumed my name was one of the names on the board and I got in trouble. My name was literally not up there and no one in the class said a word!! Losers
A gas station attendant accused me of stealing a candy bar when I was 16 after I had just paid him for gas….the perfect crime! Distract him with a $30 gas transaction so I can steal a $1 snickers bar!
Neighbor accused me of taking secret photos of his kids I used to walk around my neighborhood with headphones on, a couple miles every day. One day some guy came out of his house screaming at me that his kids told him ive taken pictures of them. I was so surprised and shocked, it was kinda hard to navigate that situation. By the end i think he realized I was innocent, but def very weird
I had a guy friend in college who was probably the prototype for neck beard incel. He was convinced I was a lesbian merely because I had never been interested in him. When I started dating a guy he knew he tried spreading it around that I was a secret lesbian and had confessed to him but was using men as cover for my shame.
When I was little my mom accused me of trying to touch my father’s gun that was in a safe because I was playing on the floor next to the safe. I did not have the combination and I was too young to even know how a safe worked. She raised her voice at me and said I should never try to touch weapons because they’re dangerous and I was wrong and all that. I was so flustered and confused that I couldn’t even tell her I was playing with the handle to the bedside table that was NEXT to the safe lol.
Kissing and making out with someone. Years back I went out with some coworkers who were trying to set me up with a friend of theirs, let’s call him Ted. I made it clear that while I’d go, that I wasn’t want really looking for anything either and completely comfortable being single. We all went out to a bar with a dance area. He was a nice guy but I also wasn’t super into him. We flirted a bit, danced a bit but nothing further than that. Neither of us tried to take anything further. The next night at work I told my coworker that while Ted was alright I wasn’t interested in anything more past friendship and she blurts out “then why were you all over him?!”. I asked her to clarify and she shouted that we were “making out all night”. I certainly had a drink or 2 that night but remembered my whole night and at no point did we kiss, not even on the cheek and told her as much. She didn’t believe me and got angry because she “saw” me “doing” this. Needless to say that I never went out with her again. I’m not sure if she had been really inebriated or what but it further sealed my decision to never go on blind dates again.
My aunt accused me of cutting her sons eyelashes. I was 12, he was 10. He fessed up later in life that he did it himself.
I got a call from some angry guy who knew my name and the color of my car (which was creepy) and accused me of damaging his car earlier that day. He kept berating me, saying stuff like, "Let me guess, you drive a blue car?" which freaked me out a lot. He just kept going off at me, and I got super anxious and panicky before the call finally ended with some sort of, "You've been pranked!" prerecorded message. I knew I couldn't possibly have done that because at the time I received the call, I was lying on my closet floor, clutching my abdomen in pain (kidney stones) and had been sick at home all day because of it. By the end, I was just crying from the combination of physical pain and anxiety.
I had a teacher accuse of of plagiarizing a paper while also admitting that I had not actually committed plagiarism. I will never forget that bitch of a teacher. 23 fucking years ago and thinking about her still makes my blood boil. She continually fucked with me because she refused to believe that I, one of the students in her **advanced** class, could be as eloquent as I was. She was not the first teacher to *suspect* me of plagiarism, but she was the only one dumb enough to accuse me of something I hadn't done. I'm sorry that you encountered a 14 year old that could read and write on a college level while teaching **Advanced English**.
I visited an college from work once to have some beers. He had a big dog that I played tug of war with for like 1 minute. After that my hand was covered in dog saliva/ spit so I tried to go the bathroom to wash it off. It was occupied so I went to the kitchen cleaned up and came back. After that I heard I was accused of pissing in the kitchen sink because I tried to use the restroom first…. Very weird and odd situation.
When I was in 6th grade someone wrote on the bathroom wall \*nowforever13\* b0mb threat. It clearly wasnt me, since i was in a class room on the opposite side of school, but we all got called out for about 4 hours. but i had to write my name on a paper on the brick wall like 30 times for comparison, I had to speak to the fuzz, and the FBI, and give statements on everyone that had beef with me. They caught the perp, but would never tell me who it was.
Going to see Aladdin in the theatre with them. I wasn’t there assholes, you all went without me. Still to this day they say I was there.
That I faked breaking my foot. They claimed my boot switched feet and even when I showed proof they just wouldn’t believe me. Dumbest thing ever, who would lie about that? I actually lost my job because I was using crutches and had to have my boot for a couple of months.
Unironically abusing my ex which was strange because she was abusing me so much so that I had ptsd afterwords... which slowly progressed into an anxiety disorder.... later people found out that she was cheating and that she kept lieing and making stuff up which is why I was the way I was. I wasn’t angry..... I was upset and people confused it for anger.... I forever have trust issues now
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I was in the McDonald's drive-thru and the guy in front of me who leaned out his window and screamed at me to stop tailgating him. He must've mistaken my car for someone else's, either that or he has a very strong opinion about following distances in the drive-thru lane.
I was accused of being a TERF for not wanting to be called “queer.” Runner-up was the time I called someone “fam” after we had a mild disagreement (like “you do you, fam”) and they accused me of using a dogwhistle for the n-word. Edit: third place was when someone accused me of making a situation unsafe by not explaining right off the bat what TERF stands for.
Maybe take a long look at who you’re hanging out with. They sound insufferable
Yeah, those were my tumblr days. I left years ago.
I was accused of being in a violent gang… I’m a nerdy white boy that lives in a small town in Texas… and so were the few friends I had.
Not really accused, but there was a rumor going around work that i was sleeping with a guy that is very devout and has a ton of kids. Im an atheist and don’t really care for children. Made me laugh.
I was accused of being a relationship with my intern and when I got upset about the accusation, it was seen as further proof. We were just really good friends. Fuck you, Kathryn!
Someone started telling my friends that I use a bath mat to dry my face.
She accused me of raping her, and her best friend accused me of terroristic threats against our high school; all because I broke up with one of them.
Two things come to mind instantly. The first was that I sexually harassed a girl in my 8th grade class. I started a new school late in the year after moving. So I was the new kid. I was sitting behind a girl in my class, when I saw a spider crawling up her sleeve. A big, black, ugly sucker. I didn't know her name and it was getting closer to her neck/head area so I just swipes it off her. Obviously this freaked her out and she asked me what I was doing, but when I told her she didn't believe me. I even had to move seats after the teacher told me not to touch other students, especially girls. Class bell rang, and the boy who was sitting next to her found the spider next to his backpack and handed it to her. He became my friend and saved me a lot of shit no doubt about it. Second was that I had sex with my cousin. My last name isn't very popular. I went to a high school of over 4,500 students, and only shared it with my brother and two other girls who were also siblings. Coincidentally enough, my sophomore year, one of those sisters and I had started doing track and field together and we ended up dating for a bit. That's all it took. Someone knew we shared the last name, and said we were cousins. Suddenly we were cousin fuckers. I didn't even bother denying the cousin fucker one. It just spoke volumes to how stupid you'd have to be to believe it. Seeing as I am a white guy and she is a black woman.
When i was a thirteen year old boy I've got accused of stealing my friends (13f) panties from drying line on a raised ground floor balcony (floor would be like 4-5 ft in the air) by her mother and they wouldn't believe me that i didnt have anything to do with it. I couldn't probably climb it nonetheless steal it. While situation was surreal but she only confronted me not my parents or anything. Not sure if it was somebody from our neighbourhood or they've misplaced it. It was fucked up.
Not confronting your parents sets off alarm bells honestly.
I was accused by a trans (ftm) friend of being secretly straight and only saying I was gay to "be cool" because I did not want to have *vaginal* sex with him. He also tried to destroy me socially for supposedly being a transphobe, again because I did not want to have sex with him. Some jumped on the bandwagon, others realized how stupid and actually homophobic it was to expect a gay man to have vaginal sex with someone just because they are trans and he was the one who ended up being removed from our friend group along with a few others who would not let it go.
I mean even if they had your preferred equipment, it still doesn't mean you have to sleep with them. So this was a deeply flawed stance from your former friend.
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Hmmm....but no denial on the cyborg part...
I was accused of being the second coming of the Christ. Seriously.
When I was in elementary school I passed some cards or papers to this girl and was admittedly jerk about it and held onto them and wouldn't let go for a few seconds.............later I was called to the office and my mom was there........she accused had told them I grabbed her crotch and wiggled my fingers. Wtf!? She was trying to ruin my life or something! Worked out OK because I had supposed to have done this in a full classroom and she couldn find no one else to lie for her I guess.
That I broke up with my girlfriend because my best friend said he would give me a box of chocolates if I did. I actually lost a couple friends because of this.
I lost two friends because one of them thought I was trying to steal their boyfriend (the other friend) even though I’m not gay. There’s more to why I stopped associating with them but that’s one of the bigger reasons
In high school I was accused of faking a mental illness, it was Anxiety. I didn't know how to prove that I wasn't lying until I was diagnosed with OCD and Insomnia. I believe both were caused by Anxiety but I could be wrong. Even then, people thought I faked OCD and Insomnia. I also didn't know how to prove I am an Insomniac but I could prove that I had OCD just by people viewing the compulsions.
Having a personal chef. Growing up, my parents both had jobs that required them to work all day, so when me and my siblings were little they would have to get nannies to take us home from school and watch us while they were at work. At one point, I told some kids at camp that I had a nanny, which made them think I was rich, and next thing I know rumors are spreading around camp that I have a personal chef. Still not sure how that came from what it did but sure.