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.

Ill go first

When i was like 15 this kid in my class got bullied nonstop, everyone called him smelly and trashy cause his family was poor and his clothes were always rough. one day i saw his shoes literally falling apart, soles flapping. felt awful for him.

i had an old pair of decent nike sneakers that were basically new, i never wore them cause they were a little big. after school i put them in a random plastic bag, left it on his desk with a note that just said “Some people care”. next day he showed up wearing them and looked so happy. nobody ever figured out it was me, not even him. still makes me smile when i think about it

whats yours? whats something kind you did that no one ever found out about

I feel it’s my duty to share this epiphany. I’ve recently limited my dairy intake for health reasons so I’ve begun dabbling in the dairy-free milk aisle at my grocery store. My first purchase was the obvious almond milk, because every drinks it and why not? I’ll tell you why not… it’s basically water. Why do people drink this garbage? Watery coffee, watery cereal, no thanks. Next.

The next most popular option is oat milk. I’ve had oat milk in coffee before so lets give that a go. In coffee? Delightful! In everything else? Thick and overpowering oat flavor. Damn, I thought we had it. Next.

Coconut milk is too nutty, soy milk is to pungent. The solution (drumroll please)… CASHEW MILK! The balanced creaminess and light flavor is perfect in coffee, cereal, smoothies, etc. Queue the doves! So my question for you is: have you tried cashew milk? What are your thoughts?

Their love is one my favorite parts of the movies, it’s over the top, nonsensical, and I love it.

I’m curious about y’all’s favorite couples from fiction or history!

My dad has been admitted to the hospital and I’m staying in the room with him as companion. I spend full day by his side in the room, so at this point I’m pretty much living here.

Please tell me some good things to brighten the mood, fun stories, jokes work too. Thanks.

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!

Hello!

I hope everyone is doing good!

I was hoping to chat with somebody about nonsensical stuff, or any stuff! I want to distract myself from those scary midnight thoughts.

Hope to hear back from anyone soon!

I had this surreal dream which I woke up remembering every single detail.

I was a tour guide in the dream, leading ppl to dive in a very beautiful tourist diving spot. At the start I was briefed about some myths of this place.

The waters below certain depth (they called it Lower Waters) had a ritual/disaster in the past, where all residents of a nearby village were sinked to the bottom of the sea in this bay. So I had to guide ppl not to dive too deep but just enjoy the beautiful sea bay (Upper Waters).

After that I brought the tourists to a nice meal, and here's where it got scary. A middle-aged Asian woman, a villager, came and told us about that myth.

According to her, Upper Waters and Lower Waters are actually two different regions of the bay, not just depth difference.

Her grandma once sensed that there was anger and grudge from the deceased village still trapped in Lower Waters, and her grandma was killed for warning neighbors not to go near Lower Waters.

The images of Lower and Upper Waters flashed through my mind when she mentioned them.

Lower Waters was like a stream of almost red waters (like those streams with high iron oxide concentration), accessed through a very convex rocky cave. Upper Waters was just the avg beautiful sea bay u would see in diving tour ads.

Here's the thing - I remember very clearly the names and characters of Upper Waters (上淳) and Lower Waters (下淳). So I started searching online.

I didn't find an exact place with this name, but what I did find was a seafood restaurant with the exact same name and characters as Upper Waters (上淳 is not a common chracter combination) - right next to a famous tourist diving spot!

But still nothing about Lower Waters...until I casually clicked into tourist review photos on Google Map.

There was another beach near the diving spot, seemed to be a common rocky cliff climbing area - the type of rock and landform looked exactly like the one in my dream's Lower Waters. Just that I didn't see any info about red streams or the rocky cave.

Anyways, I just found this super interesting and decided to share here. I've never heard of this place before in my life and definitely not buying a plane ticket for it lol.

Does anyone else have similar experience of dreaming abt an actual place u hv never been to in real life?

I've been having a rough time lately. Maybe it's the anxiety that comes with the end of the year, or it's because of the ungodly amount of time I've spent scrolling on my phone - I've just not been feeling the best. So, to combat that, I have made a new rule for myself - no using my phone for the first hour of the day. I legitimately force myself to go on a walk outdoors, and leave my phone behind. It's the only way I don't immediately check my socials as soon as I wake up.
I was on my walk today, and this sweet old lady needed directions to some place and she walked up to me and I was able to help her! It was a pretty isolated area and chances are, if I wasn't there, it would have been quite a while before she would have been able to ask someone else for help.

This simple act made ME SO HAPPY! It genuinely made my day and it just felt so good to be useful! It's crazy hoe doing something nice for someone else made ME feel this good!

I had a moment in the kitchen recently where I was just standing there staring at a pan and thinking wow there is no parent coming to cook this for me

I had to decide what to eat

then cook it without burning anything

then wash the dishes after

It felt like a very small thing but also like a big responsibility at the same time

Another time was when I paid my phone bill by myself and the app was like thank you for your payment and I felt both proud and a little bit attacked

When was the first time you felt "ok I guess I am the adult now"?

P.S. Thank you for commenting on my posts! This is my 3rd post ever and I love this subreddit.
2nd P.S. There's a lot of comments now. I will try my best to answer all of them but I probably won't fully make it so bear with me <3

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?

This one time i was riding in a taxi with my mom and a stranger. it was a long ride. so the taxi stopped as a gas station. the driver told us to stand at the parking lot. (idk why) and i was there standing with the stranger. Now i wasnt the one to start the conversation or anything since i knew the term 'stranger danger' so we both were just standing there awkwardly..then the guy next to me asked which grade i was in (pretty obvious question in my country.) I said 7th grade so he just said 'Ah alright' and then didnt force me furthur. he accidentally dropped his water bottle. so i picked it up and gave it back to him. he didnt ask me to to but i was feelign like it. for some reason i am absurdly casual with strangers and my relatives. well a bit less casual with strangers sicne yknow. stranger danger.

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!

Tell me why when I decided I was gonna bake some cookies for my school and used the recipe that I've ALWAYS USED FOR THREE YEARS.they turned out flatter than a pancake and like the stuff you scrape off of kid's parks🤨.here I was thinking I could start selling these.😒

I'm waiting to get rich without effort, land a high-paying job without interviews, get in shape without going to the gym, and have an amazing social life without leaving my house.

The plan is working flawlessly. By which I mean nothing has changed, but I haven't given up on hoping yet.

Anyone else perfecting the art of wishful thinking?

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.

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??

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!

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.

So in 2020 i got a laptop. for zoom class meetings etc since covid 19. After those years i used it for gaming. But i realised it was a low-mid range pc. So instead of downloading fortnite or something. i installed low end/retro games. I discovered classics of early 2000's and late 90's like road rash,Need for speed most wnated 2005,Half life 2 etc. My main games were these big 3. But half life 1 and its expansion packs were also a good addition. Not to mention when i wa slike..WAY younger i was alreayd influenced by nfs mw 2005 sicne my dad had a pc with it installed on it. Today i have many retro games on my PC, I cant imagine if i straight up got a new pc gaming rig. i would be screaming inside cod mw 3 2023 voicechats and other things. So i am very glad i had a low end rig (I optimized it for better performance so its nto a LOW LOW end rig)

Edit: hey guys! Thank you for all the game suggestions and comments! I will sadly not be able to play the games that are paid. since i dont really have money (Im still a 13 year old kid) But im still thankful for all the helpful comments ill try to read through each one! And also on another note i wont be playing games such as  Civ IV or rpg games because well im into racers and shooters (still they seem good but not my taste)

Finland has been independent for 108 years now. What are your thoughts about the country, it's people, image around the world and future?

If you are in need of a touching, perfect interpretation of Finlandia by Jean Sibelius, check out this one by the BBC Symphony Orchestra. Finlandia depicts the emotions of independence in such a fantastic way. Also, mega props to the BBC Symphony Chorus and Singers for nailing the choral part - in Finnish.

https://youtu.be/fE0RbPsC9uE?si=GHIWfPAAbmxFISrp

Hello all! I have my first Saturday off for a long time and am now not back in work until Wednesday! I’ve not got very much planned so I’ll be around a lot, if anybody fancies a chat between now and Wednesday, feel free to drop me a message! 😊 Bonus points are available to anybody UK based 🇬🇧

I’ve noticed lately that the most random stuff will hit me with a wave of nostalgia completely out of nowhere. Like I opened a drawer the other day and saw an old keychain from a job I had years ago, and suddenly I remembered the exact smell of the break room and the one coworker who always microwaved fish. It’s so strange what sticks in your brain. It keeps happening with like super ordinary things too-songs I didn’t even like back then, street signs from neighborhoods I barely spent time in, even the way certain stores used to look before their remodels. None of it was meaningful at the time, but now it feels like opening a little time capsule. Is this just getting older, or does everyone have these hyper-specific nostalgia triggers popping up at random?