u/salvatore_96

***tRiGgEr WaRnInG - for all those sensitive to blue collar language and offensive terms. I was an automotive tech. That should be self explanatory.***

I (18F) previously worked at a dealership as a lube tech/apprentice while still in high school.

When I walked out, I had been there for eight months total. To give you an idea of what my roles and expectations were-

- Started out as a lube tech, I had previous experience.
- Was a lube tech/apprentice mostly. I still changed oil here and there, the two other lube techs were guys who couldn’t do things as fast and as well as I did, so my boss would talk to me through my foreman like “it’s still her job to change oil” when these guys couldn’t do 1 per hour. To give you an idea, when they were apprenticing and I was changing oil, they were not expected to change oil. Still had no problem doing it, but for some reason my supervisor would hire mongolids to schedule appointments, and they didn’t think about how I was faster than the other two before making me an apprentice.
- Because of this, I was abused and more was expected of me. I would do the same amount of oil changes I did before plus helping get shit done.

So eventually, I was told I would be “moved up” (promoted in normal job terms) and would get my own rack/lift. Kewl with me bud. Kewl with me. My supervisor knew that my grandpa was placed on hospice. I even let him know when it would be close and when he died I sent my supervisor the obituary.

So I miss one fucking friday for the funeral. Now, I’m the only female grandchild out of 3, and one of the only biological two. So of course I have all the church hags (no one take that offensively) hugging up on me and shit, plus obviously I’m immediate family up at the casket. During February. No shit I’m going to catch something.

I go to work the Monday after- throwing on truck tires and coughing and wheezing, and I had recently started Lexapro, which made my tongue swell up and gave me trouble breathing. I finish out the day. I head to the ER that night, let my boss know, he liked my text.

Before I went to the ER this time, I went before (not missing work) to get a steroid shot for the same issue. It didn’t work. So they tested me for everything, gave me another steroid shot. I heard the nurse say “that’s the healthiest person with the Flu I’ve ever seen” and I knew she was talking about me. Texted my boss, I felt like shit, sent him the excuse and gave it to him in person. Missed the Tuesday after Friday’s funeral.

Now, I know missing work after being told you’re about to be promoted is bad. Keep in mind, I made $16/hr at this place- I’m not coming to work for that shit when I’m dying. Or when my grandpa was dying- lmao. But let’s keep that in mind.

They promoted the guy who started around the same time as I did who constantly complained and acted like I didn’t do my job instead. To give you an idea, they let a 30yo fat fuck miss a week for the flu and he still had his own rack. He also just stood at his box and never did shit, everyone was pissed at him for that too. I wait two weeks. Brought it up to my foreman. He says that my supervisor said that it was because I “wasn’t worth the investment.” K cool, this foreman who I also used to be pretty close with, like my dad, says that he wished me and 2 other people would get our boxes and get out. At this point, I was looking for any excuse to leave. From my pov I wasn’t welcome or wanted there, so why stay?

A week later, I did 8 appointments in one morning. (4hrs.) 6 of which were oil change and rotate. Can you do it? Sure. Is it annoying and tiresome? Also yeah. One of my service writers said something that pissed me off a little too much, (an old fuck who needs to gtfo,) this was in the afternoon- so, I pulled the car out, and said to the other service writer- “Let (supervisor’s name) know I’ll be getting my box tomorrow.”

I drive home, foreman texts me on fb after I unadded him and said “what’s going on” and I was like “the way i’ve been talked to.” (I miss him lowkey) and he basically said he was concerned. Cool. I go in the next day at lunch, two other coworkers who weren’t lubies like me and weren’t my foreman loaded my box for me which was nice, said some nice things, whatever. Before that, my foreman walked outside, something he literally never did at lunch. I left. Cool.

Got a text 2 months later asking me if I wanted to come back. I’m still unemployed. Would have taken it but I moved so.

EVERYONE IS 18+, REDDIT GAVE ME A WARNING. Long read but it’s entertaining to me at least dynamic wise. I also posted this to a few other subreddits.

I (18F) am leaving to go play my sport in college, while my (19M) long term talking stage is at a fun 13 week long phone detox summer camp. (Not trying to be disrespectful, I am considering joining myself at some point and I greatly respect those who serve/have served, I also come from a military family.) I will start off by saying I know the title makes me seem like an idiot in terms of stereotypes, but hear me out, a little bit about both of us-

Him (19M) - graduated HS last year. No father, doesn’t even know his dad’s name. Lives with his mom, cousin, grandparents, sister, and aunt. Very quiet and avoidant personality in terms of romance, bad texter but much better in person. Sad vibe. Wants to be a provider. Young man who wants to better himself. Wants to do things (especially in regards to finances and relationships) correctly and well, thinks for the future. “Never has talked to a girl in his life” type of guy. Avoidant attachment.

Me (18F)- graduates HS this year. Parental issues, moved out while still in HS. I’ve talked to mostly exclusively older guys in my past, like 3-7 years. Talking to someone so close in age (he’s only 4mo older) was a little different at first. Shy and also quiet but I talk when I’m comfy. I panic sometimes. Anxious attachment.

So, we met September 2025 on Bumble. We will both never admit that to anyone else but ourselves. Met up at a park/abandoned insane asylum/wooded trails (could probably find our location on the base of this lol) and walked around and talked, went decent. He was better at talking about interests and certain things of that nature. I asked to hold his hand and he let me… I was the first girl to do that.

We talk for a few more months, very consistently. He then said that he wanted sex and he didn’t care where he got it from. I said that I didn’t care and he could keep me on the back burner, which he didn’t like because I’m a “human being.” (I think he was trying to detach himself from me and try to move on because he didn’t like the idea that he had feelings for me.) We both worked full time and obviously had weird schedules (I do online school) and he tells me one day that “we never really clicked” or something, then calls me drunk and tells me that he loves me a couple days later. We were then “just friends,” he apologized about the whole drunk thing. Later unadds me and says “I’m probably a pos,” which I re added him on snap and said I still wanted to talk to him, which we did.

We were talking about something and I said “if only you actually liked me,” joking about when he said we never really clicked, to which he replied, “I do. Tbh idrk what I say sometimes.” This was the point where we got more serious, so we met up a few more times. He told me not to worry about money, (I don’t want a guy my age dropping hundreds on me, it’s just wrong, as teenagers I don’t expect that) and we talk about long term a bit more. I said “I don’t want you to freak out on me again because I’m already attached” and he promised me he wouldn’t, which he has held. I feel like he worries about failing me.

Then, the airbnb. This is where it gets even better.

Now, as I somewhat mentioned earlier, I don’t do sex, virgin till marriage. I don’t think I’m better than anyone else, but the thought of fucking someone then never speaking to them makes me sick. He knew this from the very beginning. He said something about us doing things somewhat sexual,
example, showering together, not touching, which I said “I feel like if I got married I would remember the other guy who I showered with.” He replied to me, “What if we were married one day?” Although I could see how other people would perceive that as manipulative in certain concepts, with his personality and behavior patterns I think he was genuine, and even though I normally would have blown him off and would be like “yeah right buddy,” I hit him with this-

“Name three non sexual things you like about me.”

Immediately him-

“Your hair”
“Your eyes”
“How beautiful you look laying in my lap”

Cringe but cute, just bc we’re a little young, yk?

This man spent $200 on an airbnb (his idea) bc we “both needed it” and he wanted to say goodbye before he left. He told me that he wants us to keep talking and that he wants both of us to be more stable before we get into a relationship. We told each other that we were going to be loyal to one another. We talk about life, plans, interests. Joke around, tickle wars, play wrestle. He picked me up bridle style and carried me, made me tea, and all the cute gentlemaney jazz.

I woke up in the middle of the night and said “please don’t leave” he said “I won’t.” We woke up side by side, the first time we ever slept beside someone else romantically for the both of us, and we talked forever. He said “Well, we slept side by side. I guess we’re something now.” He also admitted that he’s tried talking to other people and it just doesn’t feel the same, which I also admitted as well. He told me he did this (the airbnb) because we won’t see each other for awhile and he wanted to do something nice for me.

Fast forward a bit. I talk to him while he’s at MEPS. He’s enthusiastic because he hasn’t had a good change in life for awhile (did flooring for a year because he had an “I hate the government” phase out of HS, as to why he didn’t join right away) and said he wanted to do this to help with the future (his job in the marines makes $$$ in the civilian world.) He tells me we both need to get it together. I told him I love him and I’ll be working on myself for him. I also said that I’d pray for him everyday. He told me he loves me as well and is doing the same, and that he probably needs it (me praying.)

I really really like him. I think we compliment each other in certain ways. He’s stable. He thinks things through. He’s exactly what I’d look for as a partner and a father of my future children. I know I have to give him distance for us to both grow together and for him to feel more comfortable. I’m willing to take it slow and steady with him like he wants to and so do I. Any advice is appreciated.

EVERYONE IS 18+, REDDIT GAVE ME A WARNING. Long read but it’s entertaining to me at least dynamic wise.

I (18F) am leaving to go play my sport in college, while my (19M) long term talking stage is at a fun 13 week long phone detox summer camp. (Not trying to be disrespectful, I am considering joining myself at some point and I greatly respect those who serve/have served, I also come from a military family.) I will start off by saying I know the title makes me seem like an idiot in terms of stereotypes, but hear me out, a little bit about both of us-

Him (19M) - graduated HS last year. No father, doesn’t even know his dad’s name. Lives with his mom, cousin, grandparents, sister, and aunt. Very quiet and avoidant personality in terms of romance, bad texter but much better in person. Sad vibe. Wants to be a provider. Young man who wants to better himself. Wants to do things (especially in regards to finances and relationships) correctly and well, thinks for the future. “Never has talked to a girl in his life” type of guy. Avoidant attachment.

Me (18F)- graduates HS this year. Parental issues, moved out while still in HS. I’ve talked to mostly exclusively older guys in my past, like 3-7 years. Talking to someone so close in age (he’s only 4mo older) was a little different at first. Shy and also quiet but I talk when I’m comfy. I panic sometimes. Anxious attachment.

So, we met September 2025 on Bumble. We will both never admit that to anyone else but ourselves. Met up at a park/abandoned insane asylum/wooded trails (could probably find our location on the base of this lol) and walked around and talked, went decent. He was better at talking about interests and certain things of that nature. I asked to hold his hand and he let me… I was the first girl to do that.

We talk for a few more months, very consistently. He then said that he wanted sex and he didn’t care where he got it from. I said that I didn’t care and he could keep me on the back burner, which he didn’t like because I’m a “human being.” (I think he was trying to detach himself from me and try to move on because he didn’t like the idea that he had feelings for me.) We both worked full time and obviously had weird schedules (I do online school) and he tells me one day that “we never really clicked” or something, then calls me drunk and tells me that he loves me a couple days later. We were then “just friends,” he apologized about the whole drunk thing. Later unadds me and says “I’m probably a pos,” which I re added him on snap and said I still wanted to talk to him, which we did.

We were talking about something and I said “if only you actually liked me,” joking about when he said we never really clicked, to which he replied, “I do. Tbh idrk what I say sometimes.” This was the point where we got more serious, so we met up a few more times. He told me not to worry about money, (I don’t want a guy my age dropping hundreds on me, it’s just wrong, as teenagers I don’t expect that) and we talk about long term a bit more. I said “I don’t want you to freak out on me again because I’m already attached” and he promised me he wouldn’t, which he has held. I feel like he worries about failing me.

Then, the airbnb. This is where it gets even better.

Now, as I somewhat mentioned earlier, I don’t do sex, virgin till marriage. I don’t think I’m better than anyone else, but the thought of fucking someone then never speaking to them makes me sick. He knew this from the very beginning. He said something about us doing things somewhat sexual,
example, showering together, not touching, which I said “I feel like if I got married I would remember the other guy who I showered with.” He replied to me, “What if we were married one day?” Although I could see how other people would perceive that as manipulative in certain concepts, with his personality and behavior patterns I think he was genuine, and even though I normally would have blown him off and would be like “yeah right buddy,” I hit him with this-

“Name three non sexual things you like about me.”

Immediately him-

“Your hair”
“Your eyes”
“How beautiful you look laying in my lap”

Cringe but cute, just bc we’re a little young, yk?

This man spent $200 on an airbnb (his idea) bc we “both needed it” and he wanted to say goodbye before he left. He told me that he wants us to keep talking and that he wants both of us to be more stable before we get into a relationship. We told each other that we were going to be loyal to one another. We talk about life, plans, interests. Joke around, tickle wars, play wrestle. He picked me up bridle style and carried me, made me tea, and all the cute gentlemaney jazz.

I woke up in the middle of the night and said “please don’t leave” he said “I won’t.” We woke up side by side, the first time we ever slept beside someone else romantically for the both of us, and we talked forever. He said “Well, we slept side by side. I guess we’re something now.” He also admitted that he’s tried talking to other people and it just doesn’t feel the same, which I also admitted as well. He told me he did this (the airbnb) because we won’t see each other for awhile and he wanted to do something nice for me.

Fast forward a bit. I talk to him while he’s at MEPS. He’s enthusiastic because he hasn’t had a good change in life for awhile (did flooring for a year because he had an “I hate the government” phase out of HS, as to why he didn’t join right away) and said he wanted to do this to help with the future (his job in the marines makes $$$ in the civilian world.) He tells me we both need to get it together. I told him I love him and I’ll be working on myself for him. I also said that I’d pray for him everyday. He told me he loves me as well and is doing the same, and that he probably needs it (me praying.)

I really really like him. I think we compliment each other in certain ways. He’s stable. He thinks things through. He’s exactly what I’d look for as a partner and a father of my future children. I know I have to give him distance for us to both grow together and for him to feel more comfortable. I’m willing to take it slow and steady with him like he wants to and so do I. Any advice is appreciated.

D2 commit in a program that focuses on getting players to higher levels- I also had some club D1s as well. (I’m also female if that’s worth mentioning.) I’m a HS senior. These past four years my hockey experience has been terrible. I want to decommit and go military if I’m being truthfully honest. I don’t have the right family support and I hate it all. I just woke up and realized that I don’t really love it anymore. Sure, I enjoy doing it. But I honestly am unsure if it’s for me after what I went through in HS. I really don’t know if I want to go through with it or not. I keep hearing “you’ll regret not doing it” but I really don’t know.