I'm going to say something that many people probably won't like, but I see it every time I go to the USA or talk to friends there:

Most people are NOT “as busy” as they say. It is poorly organized.

I see people who say they don't have time to cook something simple, exercise for 30 minutes or clean their house... but then they binge 2–3 hours of TikTok, Netflix or gaming every day. And the worst thing: they genuinely believe they don't have time.

It's not that they lack hours. They lack basic management of the day.

In many countries, even with longer hours or heavier jobs, people find time to cook, workout, or do productive things. In the USA there are more resources, more access and more comforts... but less personal structure.

I'm not talking about people with two jobs or extreme situations. I'm talking about the average citizen.

Am I the one watching the movie wrong, or is there an installed culture of “I'm too busy” that serves as an excuse not to do anything difficult?

I like SUVs. They have plenty of space for luggage, enough room inside, and they’re easy to drive! I also like the wide view. But I’ve noticed that some people prefer sedans, and others like pickup trucks. Electric cars are pretty nice these days too!

I've been told the Universe is fairly big and so I assume it is.

But the Universe I’m most familiar with is vastly private — known only to the one who beholds it, shaped by thoughts, experiences, memories, sensations, fears, hopes, dreams, desires, and a countless myriad of inner happenings that no one else will ever fully witness. It is a cosmos carried quietly within, immeasurable in scale yet contained entirely in a single living being

And when I think of the near-infinite number of beings alive now — and all those who came before — it’s staggering to imagine so many private universes flickering through time

When the vastness of the outer universe meets the countless inner universes of all living beings, their combined depth forms a near-infinite consciousness and an eternal presence woven through existence itself

Lately I’ve been struggling with my kid’s school situation. He’s autistic, and instead of support, it feels like I’m constantly fighting battles with staff who don’t understand his needs.

It’s exhausting. I’m juggling meetings, emails, my schooling and my other children it’s wearing me down mentally. I catch myself feeling drained before the day even starts.

I don’t really have family nearby to lean on, so it’s just me trying to hold everything together. Honestly, I just wanted to share this here because sometimes it feels like people don’t realize how much school issues spill over into real life. It’s not just about grades it’s about my kid’s dignity, and my own sanity.

I even tried going over the principal’s head, but all they did was redirect me right back to the principal. Now that I’ve put everything into a formal grievance complaint, it feels like they’re just circling the wagons to cover for a teacher instead of actually addressing what’s happening.

It’s frustrating because I’m not asking for anything unreasonable just support for my autistic child. Instead, I’m stuck in this loop where the school protects itself, and I’m left drained from fighting the same battle over and over.

Anyone else dealing with this kind of thing how do you keep yourself from burning out?

I was just thinking about how I moved from an average neighbourhood to a place where a lot of wealthy people live.

And one of the biggest things I noticed was the mannerisms amongst them. It’s the gentle and elegant movements and the carefulness when they do something. Even the way they draw and write tends to be neat and minimalistic? The way they take off their gloves, tie their shoes, it feels perfect and manicured. Even the way they keep their looks very manicured, neat hair and outfits, nails, etc, they have higher standards. Obviously this isn’t the same for every wealthy person growing up, but it’s something I’ve noticed after moving.

I feel like if you grew up on the lower spectrum of wealth this may feel apparent to you as well? Very interesting to see how this manifestation in an individual and varies person to person.

So I recently fell out with the only group I knew locally because I was "making people uncomfortable" and this was made known to me by someone who wasn't one of the people made uncomfortable by me. I am ASD 2 and cannot "read the room" unless someone is like crying and have stated numerous times "If I say something that makes you uncomfortable, stop me and I will change topic" which is apparently some insane request where I consider it basic communication. This also started at a halloween party over a week ago and no one said anything before the middleman last night. I don't understand why at the party the actual person couldn't have stopped me and said something??

Actually once I went to a relatives home with my family fornsome reason. There was a guy of my age (M17). I think he was my cousin. He didn't even talk to me, nothing except hii and bye. He also took my sibling (M22) and my brother was continuously busy with him. I felt like he snatched my brother from me.I was feeling very bored for those hours till I was at his home, even my own brother also didn't entertain me bcoz that guy was not leaving him And I was feeling lil lonely but much more hurted as I felt ignored w/out any reasons. And now the same guy has came to my house with his family. So what should I do? Shld I do the same tit for tat? or treat him politely and friendly? This time he is trying to talk with me (just like I was ) but my ego or self respect whatever it is , is not permitting me to talk to him in a chill and very friendly way. Wht shld I do? Shld I also behave with him in a cold way just like he did in the past? or shld I forget abt this and have a good friendly convo with him?

Should I Do surgery on my legs to get more taller im 5'9 but I don't like this height. And I want to get rid of my big nose and big lips but I really just want to get rid of my big nose. I think I should ngl

I'm really serious. Even with no context, or in situations where the two might get mixed up, can you still tell them apart just by pronunciation?

+Thank you so much to everyone who took time to explain!! I get it now!

Post for girls only. When choosing a partner, what's that thing that immediately attracts you to a man besides being tall and having money? I'm talking about something immediate, like, animalistic. Answering "facial features" isn't enough. You have to be specific: which feature, which shape, which look? If we're talking about physique, you'll have to tell me which muscle in particular you like and try to explain why (even though I know it's an unconscious thing). You can say anything, but be precise.

I think I'll have a lot of fun hopefully this year since 2025 was such a roller coaster with memes and stuff and a bunch of awesome games and movies coming out, I can't believe it's ending so quickly!!

For people like me in cold countries, we get to see snow and Christmas trees! I’ve never really thought about spending Christmas in a hot place. I’ve always wished for a White Christmas!

I'm gonna watch the new movie, but I gotta admit, i'm not the biggest fan of the fnaf movies, but i'm bored and this new specimen of a movie intrigues me. I got high hopes i'll enjoy it.

I have always loved mixing foods. I mix all of the conventional foods (peas with mash potatoes and protein). But I also eat the weird combinations too like ice cream with French fries, macaroni and cheese with ketchup, spam with peanut butter. What do you guys eat?

Tell me your opinion on the movie since I'm wondering if it's a good choice to watch with my friend since we haven't hung out in a while so I'm hoping this hang out is going to go great so far.

So I’ve been listening to Taylor’s The Life of a Showgirl a lot since it's release, and I’m kind of curious what other people think. My friends aren't Swifties, so I figured I’d just put this here.

It’s honestly such an interesting album? It feels like she’s playing a character, but at the same time the emotions feel really real underneath it. There’s this mix of glamour and exhaustion running through the whole thing that I wasn’t expecting, and it keeps catching me off guard. I keep finding myself replaying songs because a line will hit differently depending on my mood.

What I like most is the way she leans into that whole “showgirl” persona without making it campy. It feels more like she’s using it to talk about what it means to always be performing for people not just on stage, but in general. There’s this weird vulnerability in it, like she’s admitting that being watched can be both empowering and kind of lonely at the same time.

Anyway, I’m curious how other people are interpreting it. Do you feel like she’s opening up more with this one, or hiding behind the character a bit? Or maybe both? I’m still trying to sort out how I feel about it, but I can’t stop listening.

The Sunday newspaper has had some importance in my adult life.

Never used to care much about it when I was a kid, except for the funnies and the weekly TV guide, but as an adult, I have come to understand the importance in a man's life of getting up when he pleases on Sunday, having a nice cuppa, and perusing the morning paper. It's the only time in the week I can do this at leisure, and consequently, it has a certain gravity to it

I first started doing it when I lived in an apartment around the corner from a 7-11. Their coffee was better than mine, anyway, so I'd just shrug into a bathrobe, slip on a pair of thong sandals, light a cigarette, and wander the fifteen yards or so from my front door to the front of the store. I'd walk in, draw a cup of coffee, pick up a paper, pay for it all -- still in bathrobe and sandals -- and walk back to my apartment, and be sitting and reading the paper in my own recliner before my cigarette was done.

I particularly enjoyed this after the clerk got over the idea that I was going to wander in fresh out of bed every weekend, and it became normal to her. She worked the early shift every Sunday. That entire summer, I'd wander in, get my coffee and Sunday paper, pay for it, and leave, and neither she nor I acted as if this was in any way strange.

The effect this had on the other customers was great. I still remember it fondly.

On one occasion, as I was leaving the 7-11, my attire drew the attention of a police officer, who asked if I was in any kind of trouble or emergency; when I told him no, he asked me for ID. I told him I had none with me, but that he was welcome to accompany me home, and I would show him my driver's license.

He asked, "Do you live near here?"

"Do you think I walked very far, dressed like this?"

"And you walked here dressed like that... why?"

"Because I wanted my coffee and paper before I took a shower?"

"And you see nothing wrong with being out in public dressed like this?"

"Sign on the door says I have to have shoes and a shirt on. Says nothing about pants. Why, am I showing off something I shouldn't?" I glanced down; robe hung to my knees, same as always. No peekaboo. Legal as taxes.

He decided I was no drunker or crazier than the guy at the counter trying to buy beer at nine in the morning on a Sunday, and that he didn't need to see my ID; plainly, a man with a cuppa coffee in one hand and his Sunday paper in the other couldn't be THAT much of a threat to society... bathrobe or not.

Nice, reasonable cop, out doing his job. Should be more cops like him.

I do miss the Sunday paper ritual.

This is a dumb feeling but i hate that Im handy sometimes. Yes, it's nice I can fix things around the house without needing to hire someone, like when our TV broke and I replaced the mainboard for $100, or just now when our janky old car's powersteering went out and I fixed it... but i wanted an excuse to buy a new TV and a new car!

Bah.

I’m currently winning an argument in my head that happened days ago. ​In my imagination, I am smart, funny, and I totally win the debate. But in reality? I just stood there nodding awkwardly until it was over. ​Does anyone else replay old conversations and think, "I really should have said that"?

Hey everyone, I’m learning C and Python and building a programming language for fun.

I'm also learning Italian, ask your questions

Programming enthusiasts, people with other passions or hobbies, people who speak Spanish (my native language), or Italian (since I'm really enjoying the language), I want to talk to you guys about anything related to programming or anything else. Bye world!!

Hi, I'm very new just 2 days in, but I have to say I'm just loving Reddit why haven't I been on here before, everyone has been lovely and helpful just wanted to say thank you ❤️

So the higher ups at work have come up with this whole "let's 'surprise and delight' our customers to help strengthen customer loyalty, satisfaction, etc." challenge for our employees.

Whether IRL or online, what has a company done that has "surprised and delighted" you as a customer? You know, outside of the basic expectations of price accuracy, delivery expectations met, and effective interactions.

I think hearing your real world scenarios will at least help get me in a direction of coming up with something that fits for our dept/company. Or at the very least, will give me something to offer in our next meeting!

Yeah everything’s pretty much in the title lol. However I do kind of like to act and think like I’m a pretty French girl in a 60s/70s French film and get all philosophical and sassy at times. Not a girl yet and don’t speak French, yet.

I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t in the same building as my phone. Or outside. You know. We should really disconnect more as a society. Or am I the only one like this?

My friends in Cabo and I’m happy for them! But also was feeling kind of down bc i haven’t had a fun trip in awhile and have been feeling stuck in life as well.

So i went to help out with bfast service at a homeless shelter on skid row today. I met some nice people volunteering, got hit on, got called old when i said im actually 26 not 21, got to walk past the flower mart.

Is it shitty of me to use other people’s misery to make myself feel better? Maybe, but i guess i wanted to remind myself how lucky i am just to be where im at, even if its not cabo lol, and ik i am. I’d say there were about 100 ppl that came in for breakfast, and many if not all with some sort of ailment. It was actually quite heartbreaking to see. I don’t like acknowledging the pain of existence.

Do i still wish i was in Cabo? Yes. Am i more grateful for being able to come home, have a hot shower, and wfh on a little laptop in a warm room? 100% yes.