• By Trevor
    I was flying back from a trip, and the night before had been quite a heavy one, with a lot of drinking. My flight was at 6 a.m., and I arrived at the airport with a terrible hangover and stomach pain. As soon as I boarded the plane, I found my seat, put on my in-ear headphones, and turned on some music. After a few minutes, I felt my stomach rumbling, and a buildup of gas that urgently needed release. I hate airplane bathrooms, so I decided to let it out silently, without leaving my seat. I kept releasing ‘silent killers’ every few minutes for the entire flight. The smell was awful, and I felt guilty, but at least no one knew it was me. As the plane started descending, another silent one slipped out. I took off my headphones and to my horror, I realized…
    ...what I thought was silent was actually as loud as thunder, making everyone in my row turn to look.
    ...the baby in the seat behind me started crying loudly, and I thought it was because of the smell.
    ...I had accidentally let out a cough instead, confusing everyone around me.
    ...the person next to me had taken off their headphones at the exact same moment and was staring at me.
  • By Jose
    A year ago, after losing my job, I went to USA to recover financially. Thanks to a friend, I quickly got a job at a warehouse. The manager's name was Darius, and he was Black. It was my first week, and my English was poor, so I was trying hard to make a good impression. One day during lunch, I took out my sandwich and began eating. Darius was sitting at his computer, and I saw him pull out a banana. I remembered a YouTube video I had seen about how monkeys have a smart way of peeling bananas—from the bottom instead of the stem. I use this method myself and have recommended it to a few people. I thought it would be a great moment to impress him with this little fact. So I walked over and said, ‘Ehm...’ (my English wasn’t great, as I mentioned). Darius looked up at me, so I started explaining, ‘Monkey eat banana from other side.’ He looked confused, so I tried again, ‘Eat banana like monkey,’ while gesturing and smiling, nodding like, ‘You're welcome.’ That’s when it hit me how he must have understood that. My smile dropped, and I tried to explain, ‘No, no, no!’ but...
    ...the rest of the team started laughing, thinking it was a harmless misunderstanding.
    ...he called my friend over to explain what I had just said, and they both shook their heads at me in disbelief.
    ...Darius burst out laughing, saying he got the joke but it was risky.
    ...Darius stood up, told me I was a racist pig, and demanded I leave the warehouse immediately.
  • By Carl
    The holidays are approaching, and as always, I’m dying of curiosity to find out what my parents are getting me for Christmas. This morning, after Dad had already left for work and Mom went out to buy some bread, I took the opportunity to snoop around her Gmail to check on her recent purchases. I quickly typed 'order confirmation' into the search bar, and the first result that popped up said: Thank you for your purchase…
    …Kamasutra book.
    …Clitoral Stimulating Vibrator.
    …pair of socks.
    …ugly sweater.
  • By Mike
    A few years ago, I was with some friends at Disneyland in Paris. One of the attractions was a space simulator where the ship gets caught in a meteor shower. Everything was shaking, sparks were flying, and people were grabbing onto whatever they could to keep their balance. Suddenly, the lights went out, everyone screamed, and we were plunged into darkness. Instinctively, I reached out to grab a handrail, but my hand hit something surprisingly soft. I quickly pulled back, confused by what I had just touched. When the lights came back on...
    I noticed a giant stuffed animal I had accidentally punched, with its owner looking baffled.
    I saw a small boy standing next to me, his face red and teary-eyed, holding his arm where I had accidentally hit him.
    I realized I had hit a security guard, who was now staring at me with confusion.
    I saw my friend laughing, holding her stomach from the unexpected hit
  • By Adam
    This happened last year. One morning I woke up and saw a medium-sized spider on the ceiling, spinning a web in the corner of my room. My brain was still half-asleep, so I stood on the bed and tried to blow it away. I’m not sure what I was expecting—maybe to kill it with my morning breath? After a few blows, it looked like the spider was barely holding on. I was preparing for the final blow, but then...
    the spider landed right on my face, specifically on my lips, which I thankfully managed to close just in time.
    the spider fell right onto my pillow, and I immediately jumped out of bed, knocking everything over in the room.
    instead of the ceiling, it landed on my shoulder, and I panicked, shaking it off like a maniac.
    the spider scurried down the wall and disappeared behind the wardrobe, leaving me feeling uneasy for the rest of the day.
  • By Alice
    I was on my way home by train. The trip went smoothly—there weren’t many people, so I spent most of the time scrolling on my phone. When I got home, I made myself some warm salami and onion toast. While I was eating, I noticed a small piece of onion on the chair. Without thinking much of it, I popped it into my mouth and started chewing. But then I quickly realized the texture was completely off. I spat it out into my hand and saw…
    a gross, large, yellowish toenail clipping that must have gotten stuck to my pants on the train and ended up on my chair.
    a rubber band I had left on the table earlier that day.
    a tiny piece of paper stuck to my hand, which must have come from the chair.
    a piece of dried onion skin that had somehow gotten into my food.
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