r/Vent

I've been looking for a second job since the beginning of this year and I've had no luck, Ik I'm not applying for jobs that are above my level, most of them are fast food and retail bullshit that only pay minimum wage (as that's all I can really work since my main job's hours are kinda wonky) so why the fuck are they not hiring me??

I'm OVER qualified for the job since most of my work experience has been in fast food and customer service, I'm extremely friendly and even at the shittest jobs I still give pretty good service so I'm really not understanding this. Its not like I'm telling them I can barely work any hours, I'm available throughout the weekends and a few days throughout the week, which is usually a plus when your tell jobs you can work the weekends but atp it seems no one fucking cares anymore.

But what I'm really not understanding is the fact that no one is getting back to me. . .like at all, not even a rejection letter or anything, what's up with these new hiring mangers just ghosting people, not professional at all. Then they have the audacity to answer the phone pissed off when you call them to get an update on your application, knowing damn well they would've never called you to give you an update in the first place.

It feels like I had an easier time finding jobs when I was a minor which doesn't make since because most jobs prefer to hire adults. Do you any of you guys relate or is just my shitty luck??

One of my closest friends is on that chat. I teach their child. I don't think the other parents realize that we're friends, and that that parent lets me know everything that is said in the chat. The chat has been pretty mundane all year. Parents asking questions about certain tests dates or homework or whatever.

But yesterday, a parent in the chat complained about the amount of homework their child was getting. Then all of the other parents piled on, complaining about it, too. They started calling out my coworkers by name, saying that we were "trying too hard" and should just "let the kids be kids."

First of all, they're teens, not "kids."

Second of all, we have started giving them less work. They're only bringing home so much homework because they waste their time in class. If they would shut up and do their work in class, they'd have no homework.

And third of all, this was the same parent group who were demanding "more rigor" earlier in the year.

I, too, would love to just show up for the next two weeks and do nothing. But you and I both know that you parents would just complain about the teachers then, wondering why we're getting paid if we're not teaching.

You can lose weight, get in shape, try to get a flattering haircut, but your face is still ugly. I see so many people "glow up" simply from losing weight. They always had good looking features, those features were just covered up. If you're already skinny, but ugly, there is literally no fucking hope. You're simply and plainly ugly and that's it.

People ALWAYS look at the face first. Men want a pretty face, and they will take the pretty chubby girl, over the skinny horse faced woman. Genetics can royally screw people over. That shit just isn't fair.

The other day I was at Target and this guy approached me, he had glasses on so I was skeptical of him but as I looked closer I didn’t see a flashing light so I thought I was safe. Turns out, HE WAS FILMING OUR WHOLE INTERACTION AND POSTED IT TO INSTAGRAM REELS! I don’t have instagram so I only found out literally 10 minutes ago because a friend sent the video to me. I’m actually so pissed, the video got 20k likes and over 100k views which means over 100k people saw a video of me without my consent. Luckily there weren’t any hate comments, but it still irritated me because why would you do that? When has it become normalized to post people online without their consent or knowledge?

And he literally had my number so he could’ve texted me to ask me if I was okay with him posting it. Fuck him seriously #blocked

Edit: GUYS THE VIDEO WAS TAKEN DOWN!! I don’t know if he deleted it or if instagram deleted it, but it’s no longer up!!

My husband lost his job a little over two months ago. He’s a software engineer and he was fired because he wasn’t complying with his company’s in-office requirement. He continued to work from home even when mandated to go back to the office. He doesn’t qualify for unemployment because his non-compliance was documented. I have a beautiful 3 year old. His birthday is coming up this summer. I normally throw him a wonderful party with cool decor in whatever theme he wants. We ordinarily spoil him with lots of gifts for his birthday, too. We probably won’t be able to afford it this year. I hope to be able to still at least make his cake, as I do every year.

We don’t have any family support. Savings are dwindling and I’m not sure what to do. I’m a stay-at-home-mom. Prior to my husband losing his job, I was working on finishing my degree in order to apply to grad school. All of that is on hold now, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get to pick up where I left off. I signed up to donate plasma so I can hopefully buy myself some new clothes that fit me, and start saving to be able to give my kid the birthday he deserves. I feel like a horrible mother. The last time I was this depressed was probably around 15 years ago.

My friends hardly ask to hangout (they know I don’t have money to do things anymore). I’m isolated and lonely. The job search is looking more and more bleak with each week that goes by. Every single lead dissolves within a week. I’m so mad that I trusted him, I feel like a moron. I grew up in poverty and thought I was past this. When my husband and I got together, he assured me he would provide a safe and secure environment for me a to pursue my dreams. I was doing really well on my own, and now look at me. My family is on its way to losing everything. I feel like I failed and I have no one to turn to. There is no life raft. There is very little keeping me on this earth.

My brother was jailed for having 0.4 grams of M with him. The patrol officers who arrested him intimidated him into handing over his cellphone and password. He was scared and didn’t feel like he could refuse, so he gave them access. My three other siblings and my mother were at the police station, begging them to let him go since it was his first offense, the amount was very small, and he is still a teenager — but they refused.

My mom tried to ask for my brother’s phone back, and one of my siblings questioned why they took it since it was his privacy. Suddenly, one of the patrol officers got angry and said (verbatim): “Give me that cellphone. What’s the password? Hand it over!”

Another one of my siblings also protested because what happened was clearly not voluntary, but they were shouted at again and told, “You don’t know anything.”

They never even informed my brother that he had the right to refuse. They just took the phone, and I honestly believe they did it to build a stronger case against him since they only found a very small amount on him.

I’m not a lawyer, but I know that giving access to a phone and password is supposed to be voluntary, or there should at least be a warrant.

I’m not going to pretend my brother is a perfect person because he’s not. He’s stubborn, hardheaded, and doesn’t listen sometimes. But he is not an evil or violent kid. We even scold him for kissing our dogs and cats on the mouth even when they smell bad — he just ended up with the wrong crowd.

Some people will probably say he deserves to be jailed so he can learn his lesson, and honestly, I understand that. But the reason I want to get him out as soon as possible is because there is a serious health risk inside the prison. Around twenty people have already died from sickness there. When we visited him yesterday, another dead body was being carried out, and it seemed so normal to everyone there.

My brother has lung problems and a weak immune system, so I am worried sick. He also hasn’t been sleeping and has been suffering from severe headaches. He does not deserve to die inside a prison cell over a mistake he made once.

I use Uber regularly, and I can’t tell you how often my drivers are beyond their 50s. Within the last couple of weeks, I’ve had a couple in their 60s and one in their 70s. I only ride with women drivers, too, so these are elderly women that we’re talking about. Idk if it’s just me, but I certainly don’t remember having Uber drivers any older than like in their 40s in the late 2010s through early 2020s.

It just makes me so sad bc is this what our society’s come to… making it so that the elderly have to taxi people around to afford living? I know that the internet loves to blame boomers for everything, but it seems like a good portion of them aren’t doing well themselves and are really struggling.

*I want to clarify that I do not thing the challenges of being a trans woman are the same as what I go through. It would be awful to discredit their experiences.

I really resonate with how I’ve heard trans women discuss their journey with facial feminization and other cosmetic procedures. I know my motivations aren’t the same, but hearing them describe wanting their body to reflect who they are internally hit me really hard. Although I am not transitioning from one gender to another, I feel the similarly about my desire to alter my face. I am rooting for my trans friends to feel good in their bodies, and deep down, I hope to be more content with myself when I also get the procedures I want. I look forward to the day my interior shines through my exterior. It’s somewhat comforting to know this is a feeling that women from other backgrounds feel.

I just don’t understand why hands can turn me on lmao…. I imagine holding them, giving little kisses and holding other things haha. I’m probably crazy

Hello! My girlfriend of 1 year(19F) (yesterday, 20th may would've been our one year anniversary) cheated on me(20M) for the last 4 weeks with a friend of hers. They knew each other for a short period of time. We live appart, she lives half a continent away from me. This summer should've been our best holiday ever, and she couldn't wait a bit longer.

To give some context, she has multiple psychiatric issues, she can't understand her being, she is impulsive, she can't decide on the good or bad and has suicidal thoughs 24/7. All of this is because of her parents(mostly).

Anyway, apprently she cheated because she couldnt take the thoughts anymore and wanted to escape. I said "as much as I would want to continue this with you,we're not together anymore". She bought a hotel for us this summer, tickets to a concert, a holiday at the beach with her parents, and ended up doing this out of what? Necessity? I highly doubt it. Of course, the usual "But I love you and you're everything to me" speech came out, but I didn't listen. You don't love me if you do this. Period.

Now I canceled my flights, got the help and support I needed from friends and I am now questioning what to do next in terms of relationships. Maybe it's too soon to ask this, but now, I can never look at a woman the way I looked at her. We did almost everything together and a lot of it was for the first time

I didn't block her, I didn't throw things that reminded me of her away. I'm not that kind of guy. I can't just forget 1 year of happiness in a click.

So yeah. I just wanted to vent this to a community that probably experienced the same things as me. If you'd like, you can leave your thoughts below, I can answer anything. Best of luck to everyone and sorry for my bad english sometimes, it's not my first language...

yesterday i was having breakfast at a diner, reading the news on my phone, minding my business with my airpods in because i get really easily overstimulated by sound… i saw from the corner of my eye that another waitress (not the waitress in charge of helping me) was standing next to me. i thought she was talking to the old lady at the table next to me, because she kept sitting down and talking to her. my waitress always gets in front of me when she asks me something so i figured she wasnt talking to me. then she walked off.

then the old lady at the table leaned in towards me all angry, and told me how the waiter was trying to ask me “what i’d ever do without my phone”, and how rude it was i ignored her. i said, sorry lady, she wasnt even in front of me and i had my airpods in, i am trying to read the news and eat my breakfast. then the old lady said i should “pick up a book” like she did when she was my age (23).

first off mind your own fucking business. yeah hur durr im on my fucking phone; who gives a shit. if i had a newspaper in front of me, yall wouldnt have said anything. im paying for this meal, i think i can do what i want without an attitude. second, yeah i didnt fucking notice the other old waitress lady trying to talk to me, she wasnt in front of my face, and i was READING THE NEWS with AIRPODS IN. if you arent my waitress im not going to be on the lookout for any two cents people want to interject.

i dont get it… i am dining ALONE… did you want me to inspect every single bite of my fucking meal or something instead? or talk to myself like a goof? whats the big deal???

welcome to 2026… just because all forms of entertainment come on a single device doesn’t mean its some taboo bullshit. when yall were my age you entertained yourself with a newspaper, TV or a book, a phone just happens to do all that. shut the fuck up and let me eat.

EDIT: apparently people are confused when i said i get overstimulated:

1. its not a huge deal, but i would rather just have noise cancelling on so i can focus on reading the news in this instance, or listening to a podcast.
2. if i see my waiter coming forward i pop an earbud out to talk to them, not that big of a deal
3. no one's ever seemed to have an issue with it!
4. i can do what i please regarding earbuds and the like when i'm out and about and i don't owe conversation to anyone but the waiter : )

some of you guys are being really nasty about that. i'm sorry you feel so bad about yourself that you have to leave a comment about it. i'm just being me :P

No matter what, for the past 14 years if my life, since the age of 5, I've gotten bullied, insulted, and dehumanized for the 'crime' of loving the things that make me happy. I love a kids show, and I get called childish. I enjoy a video game, and I'm labelled a lazy bum with no talent whatsoever. I take heavy interest in anime, and I'm treated by others like scum of the Earth, just because. I find myself genuinely and emotionally attached to an adult cartoon and its characters, and my right to be treated as a human being is revoked.

I can't call out these people, because if I do, I'll be called overly sensitive and unable to take criticism. However, if I just stand by idly, they continue treating me like garbage, and I just cry like a bitch. Even my own family members have started judging me for my interests, things that've brought me joy in this fucked up world. We have serial killers and rapists walking free on the streets, but apparently people are more concerned with a neurodivergent person loving shows with colorful ponies or demons that swear a lot.

Why... why do people have to be so cruel and mean to those who find comfort in stuff considered childish or flawed? It's so much easier to be nice, there's no benefit to hurting others. I also feel even more selfish because there are people in this world who don't have the same luxuries as me. I just feel like one, giant, spineless, piece of shit who hasn't done anything to deserve happiness. All I want is for people to not think of me any differently because of media I enjoy in my free time.

I don't know where to start this. I bought an engagement ring from Michael Hill back in October for $2,500. Now I know this was ages a go, don't get me wrong.. well when I first went to purchase the ring, I wanted to get it resized to the size I need. They lady who served me said no, you're best not to do that yet. The size could be wrong. Propose to her and bring it back and we'll resize it to what you need.

And me being naive, was like alright, at least if I do that it'll fit her perfectly. I really didn't think anything of it.

Fast forward to May, I finally did the proposal after dealing with a bunch of family issues, as to why it got delayed.

I did a scavenger hunt proposal, I localised all our greatest memories into our home town and she'll go find all the boxes with riddles leading to the next place, and finally to the proposal site.

I proposed and she said yes, but wouldn't you know the ring doesn't fit at all. It's way too big, it literally can't sit on her finger, so it went back in the box after she got to wear it for not even an hour because it's literally slide right off her hand.

We take it back to Michael Hill the next day and a different lady says it can only be taken down two sizes, and it'll need to be exchanged. I thought that was weird. I didn't know that. Come back Tuesday and the manager will exchange it, it shouldn't be a problem.

Tuesday comes, I get to talk to the manager now and he tells me again that it can only be taken down two sizes. I told him what the lady told me, that you can exchange it. He has a quick look at it with his microscope and goes nope! There's too much wear and tear on it, we can't exchange it. Fucking what? Wear and tear from a ring that can't and has barely been worn?

So now I'm stuck with an over sized engagement ring, that I literally tried to get resized when I first purchased it, and my fiance has nothing to show for it. All because of this "wear and tear". And I was mislead about ring resizing.

I get that in part it was my fault for waiting so long, but regardless, I would have still had the same issue trying to exchange it because of the "wear and tear".

So what the fuck do I do now?

The men of the religion haze you, lefts hate, rights hate you, feminists tell you you can't be one yourself, people constantly ask you if you feel ugly or not, the housewife aunties hate you because you're living the life they couldn't live and I'm so fucking sick of it. You get weird looks everywhere, you FIGHT for your accounted freedom at HOME just to see women being forced to wear a burqa somewhere else knowing it's all the men there who are at fault. You can't live your life even around no hijabis because apparently you can't be lively you can't have a personality and you can't do shit my father just THREATENED me with not going to school said my style looked homeless (which is modest btw) and then gave me his weird ass ideas that would show off my firgure. You're living with 3 brothers knowing that once they grow up the cute babies you loved will probably be just like him. And all of that because I choose to wear cloth iver my head its disgusting. (15f)

Edit: First off I want to clarify that I CHOSE wearing the hijab and I am talking about the cultural aspects not the religious ones. Half of the comments here are just proving my post and are part of the problem, you're not making me feel welcomed nor free by telling me that it would empower me to take it off. You don't know anything about my life, how I live, etc etc

Also to all the sweet comments tysm guys🥹

A little while ago, I posted that I was about to lose the rest of my lower body.

I honestly didn’t know if I’d make it through the surgery. The infection in my pelvis had gotten so severe that there really wasn’t another option. The risk of sepsis was getting higher every day, and my surgeons told me this was the only way to save my life.

But the surgery happened, and it went well.

I’m now waking up to the reality that everything from just above my belly button is gone. My remaining leg, my pelvis, and a huge part of the life I had only just learned to adapt to. I now have permanent stoma bags for both my bladder and bowels, and I’m trying to process what my body looks and feels like now.

Physically, I’m in some pain and completely exhausted. Mentally, I think I’m still numb.

I spent months rebuilding myself after losing one leg, and now I’m facing rehabilitation and acceptance all over again on an even bigger scale. It’s terrifying, and I honestly have no idea yet what this version of my life will look like.

But the surgery worked. The infection is gone, and I survived.

Thank you all for your amazing messages. They did really help.

At first it was base reported through police that it was possible over-drinking at a bar.

They ended up dropping the case against the bar- but a PI ( private investigator ) and another lawyer- are implying that she passed from trauma from a prior domestic violence incident that night.

There’s photos of her head bleeding and her sobbing on the phone with her friend hours before she was left alone.

Two days before my 21st birthday.
I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
I miss my mom, and I have been in contact with multiple people to testify against my mother’s ex and validate his abuse, not just toward my mother but past lovers.
My mother was the only one who didn’t make it out.

She didn’t deserve what happened to her, it is so hard dealing with everything.
I have zero. ZERO family to talk to about this- I only have my boyfriend and I feel so awful for all this trauma load on him. ( He’s had his fair share but I feel like such. a. BURDEN.) Sobbing daily over the injustice of my mother and constant speculations.

I never got to say fucking GOODBYE.
I dream of her so much, she was only 5 foot something- shorter than me and i’m 5’5 5’4 -
My little TinkerBell of a momma, so passionate and always ALWAYS on the move.
Her pure grace and strive was so much more inspiring than I knew.
Makeup always done, lotioned, smelled amazing, beautiful and elegant- a bit country girl but it made you comfortable - and fuck could she cook.
My southern mama.
I lean on you now and miss you more than I ever have.

Thank you for reading. I miss her and i’m drunk and naked on my bathtub floor lmao - finna shower and play subnautica B)
Listening to Kubz Scout’s Danganronpa to comfort myself

This can be ignored and is jsut for help.
buffalockndip on the tickital ticking for art comms for her urn and potential criminal investigations.

FUCK THIS FUCKING HEAT BRO I CANT FUCKING STAND NOT BEING ABLE TO MOVE WITHOUT MY ENTIRE BODY RELEASING AT LEAST 48% OF ITS WATER JUST TO "COOL ME OFF" AS IF THATS DOING ANYTHING BRO!! TWO FANS AND AN AC AND I STILL HAVE TO CAMP OUT IN THE KITCHEN IN FRONT OF THE FREEZER WITH FROZEN WATER BOTTLES IN MY BRA AND FROZEN CARROTS IN MY SHORTS. FUCK THE SUMMER I'M NOT LEAVING MY ROOM. AND I'M PRONE TO HEAT STROKES TOO LIKE I CAN'T EVEN TAKE HOT SHOWERS FOR TOO LONG

19 perfectly healthy puppies and their mother for one of the litters . They really need to make dog breeding illegal and mandatory spay and neuter laws. I can't post the pics here on this subject but I can send it to you. They deserve justice and Texas needs to do better.

If you're born in the USA or Europe, you're a lucky son of a bitch and most of you don't even realize how good you have it

You can travel the world whenever you want. Easy passports, visa-free to almost anywhere, cheap flights, real freedom but here? None of that shit

I wake up every single day thinking: "Are prices gonna rise again today?" or "What the fuck do I need to do to get out of here?" Study my ass off? Grind to be the best at something? Learn some in-demand skill just so I can maybe escape to a country where some lucky bastard was just born by pure chance? It’s exhausting

I see Western people complaining about their lives and I feel this deep jealousy mixed with anger. At least you have options. At least you can leave if you want. Here it feels like the system is designed to keep you trapped from birth

I can’t even imagine going to hell after all of this. This already feels like one lol

I think I'm pretty awesome. I'm funny, caring, helpful, understanding, honest. The problem is actually meeting someone so they can find that out.

I have never felt lonlier in my life. I have more friends than I have time for but it's not enough. It feels like I'm trying to hold water in a strainer. It fills me up but leaves just as fast. I miss the feeling of meeting a new person, learning about them and their interests. Thinking about them all day while you're at work and getting excited to talk to them at night. I haven't felt that in a very long time and I miss it very much

My problem is my crippling social anxiety that leaves me unable to talk to strangers (which is weird considering my job is to talk to strangers all day) and not just women. If I see a man wearing a cool tshirt or something similar I just can't make the words come out. I try to meet people online because it's easier for me to talk to them that way first. Then I won't be anxious to talk in person. It's just that initial meeting that I struggle with. But in the 6 years I've been trying I've met only 2 people in person. Everyone else that's interested in me is thousands of miles away.

All my friends irl are dudes and we just play DND. I have no car so it's hard for me to go social places and even if I did I'd just sit there wishing I could talk to someone but unable to do anything.

I have a lot of love to give and I have no where for it to go and it doesn't feel good bottled up and I don't know how to ease the pressure. The cat has gotten tired of constant pets and cuddles lol.

I just want to come home and cook someone dinner and relax and cuddle while we watch TV together or play a game, smoke a bowl and go to bed. I'm very low maintenance haha.

And like, I miss being able to look at a pretty girl. I see them constantly while I'm out but obviously I can't stare at them and not even in like a creepy way. I like looking at a beautiful girl. Pictures don't count. I can't see little things like how the creases on her face move while she smiles looking at her phone in a picture. Or i just want look at someone and take in their beauty. Can't do that on the bus with strangers haha.

I don't know what to do to change my situation. I'm talking to different Drs about the anxiety and I still swipe on apps and post both nsfw stuff and normal stuff trying to find literally anyone interested in me.

I'll just keep doing that and continuing to have unwavering faith that it'll all work out. I just hope it works out sooner than later.

Thanks for anyone who made it all the way. Long days and pleasant nights to you my friend 💥