That feeling when you reach your breaking point can be overwhelming... and it can happen suddenly. At least it makes for good stories, and maybe even a lesson or two.
GeranimoAllons-y asked: What's your best "F*ck it, I'm out!" story?
Submissions have been edited for clarity, context, and profanity.
The dark side of Domino's.
When I was 18 I had worked for Domino's for at least 2 years by that time. I was a day manager and it was summertime. Our general manager wanted to save money so he didn't turn on the air conditioning in the building. With an oven blasting at over 400ﾟ and the outside temperature being well over 90ﾟ, it was over a 100ﾟ in the store.
Our general manager arrived at the store around 5pm. By this time the store temperature (we had a wall temp gauge) was 108ﾟ. We had customers sitting outside while waiting for pizza! We also had a morbidly obese (350-400 pounds) driver who was having heart palpitations and an elderly driver who was extremely uncomfortable. I asked him to turn on the air, pointed at the melting cheese and unsafe temperature of our ingredients. Showed him the customers sitting outside and the drivers about the fall over - he refused.
So I told him if he didn't care about his employees, customers, and product I would quit. He said he wouldn't turn it down so I took off my apron, threw it on his desk and quit.
I ended up getting a manager position at another Domino's location after that.
When I worked in food our AC broke. Same thing, middle of summer, it was easily 100° in the store for a week. My manager called and complained to corporate every day to get it fixed. Nothing. A customer comes to us pissed that its so hot in the store. So I tell him to complain to corporate. Next day, AC is fixed.
Funny how a customer's word is valued more than a manager's. And sad.
Not exactly an 'epic' story but recently I had a job interview that I just rage quit and walked out of.
It was billed as a regular interview but was a group interview, so right away I had doubts about the whole thing. I originally thought I had a chance when I saw I was pretty much one of two smartly dressed with previous retail experience... but then this older guy who had relocated halfway across the world gives an absolute blow away presentation significantly better than everyone else in the room combined, with the interviewer jokingly saying "We might as well give you the job now." Granted this is maybe 10 minutes into a 2 hour interview and they made it clear there was only one position available at the start. So I just walk out, say "I'm off" and don't even bother to thank them for their time.
Group interviews are literally the worst possible thing in the world and there's no way I'm waiting for a convenient time to exit when they haven't given me so much as the bare minimum of respect.
I've never been in a group interview, but I've got to say I don't know that I'd want to work for a company that used that kind of shady tactic. If they are going with group interviews, I bet they stack rank for performance evals too...
NOT my idea of a good work environment.
Stack ranking is the most effective tool ever devised for making a working environment poisonous.
Not my job, 101.
So once when I was fresh out of undergrad, I got an internship at a small ad agency. I was stoked because in the city I was in, these were hard to come by. As time goes on I realize I'm their glorified office manager but hey, interns are interns and I'm making $10 an hour. However, around the 2 month mark I'm realizing the work is fairly dull and the boss runs the place a little bit too much like an old boys club.
Then one day I get an email from him asking me to come in early. When I arrive he tells me he is going to fire the head copywriter and he needs me to act as security and make sure she doesn't take any company files. So I'm standing there, a 5'3 22 year old girl thinking what the f. I tell him I'm pretty uncomfortable with that and he says "I get it but it's part of the life." So completely stuck considering it's just me and him in the office, I reluctantly agree.
He goes in to her office when she arrives, fires her, then slinks out of the office and says "Okay you're up" and coincidentally "takes a call" in his office with the door closed. I proceed to stand at the door of this woman's office as she furiously packs up her items. She is understandably pissed at me and lets me know as I try stand there awkwardly, trying to enforce that she doesn't get on the computer before leaving.
She leaves, telling me to go f myself (I mean fair), and the boss "finishes up his call" and comes out to ask me if she took her key with her. I tell him I'm honestly not sure, it was a pretty hard situation to navigate without any prior training. He tells me it was important for me to make sure I got her key (didn't mention that at the start) but he'd let it go this time.
He was genuinely surprised when I turned in my notice the next week.
When your boss won't get out of everyone's way.
Worked a job where we had 5-6 hrs/day meetings, with the entire staff. Sometimes when we had deadlines we weren't making, we had meetings to talk about how we weren't hitting them and what we could do to fix it. Someone (other than me but we were all obviously thinking it) said, "probably because our whole work day we can't work and most of us have kids to go home to." This didn't change, a lot of us started putting in our notices and the branch was dissolved less than a year later.
I once worked a contract position to correct a software implementation that had gone badly, on the morning of the second day the director asked that I give him hourly status reports, he worked in a different building so I spent 5 minutes walking over, 10 minutes on the status report, mostly answering 'no, that's not done yet', and another 5 minute walk back to my cube. Some people just can't get out of their own way.
A few years ago, I worked at a daycare in the toddler room. I loved kids and thought it would be a great fit for me. I was wrong. The day that I said "f*ck this, I'm out" was the worst day at any job I have ever had. To start with, they called me at 5 A.M. to let me know they needed me to come in on my day off. I had slept about 2 hours that night but they really "needed" me so I went it. I was the only person in the toddler room from 6 A.M. until 3 P.M.
There were, about, 25 kids in there. Very illegal but there wasn't much I could do except try to keep the biters away from the other kids (that didn't work) and try not to piss myself. At one point, I was trying to change a child's diaper and she kicked me right in the mouth and bit me. The same child also ripped out a chunk of my hair when I picked her up to put her in "time out." Another child started pushing every other kid down and stepping on their legs. By the time my "lunch replacement" showed up, I was done. I went out to my car for lunch and never went back.
I was on an armed drill "A" team in high school. The captain was a massive dick and absolutely terrible leader, led by tyranny rather than respect type of guy.
Well he decided that people were taking breaks too frequently and said that the next person to leave was off of his team.
I said "Seriously?"
He said "Yes, Seriously."
I said "Hell yeah, I'm going to get breakfast then," so I ran off the floor to do just that.
It was unfortunately an empty threat and was disappointed to learn I was still on his team and couldn't go to another team, or my old team.
Not all heroes wear capes.
Huge party with like 30 people at my apartment in 2008, I knew about 10 of them from college, they all brought friends, gf's etc. I was 20.
This one girl really wanted me, I mean she would have been down for anything. I was really close to getting it on with her when another guy I didn't even know came into my room and was like "man my name's Will, you wanna come outside I've got a huge joint here!" I told her to stay there I'd be right back.
He takes me outside onto the patio and says "dude her names Lexus, she's 16. I know her through a friend who I'll introduce you to later. Get her out of here and definitely don't do anything with her."
So I did. I told her I had to leave and she should come with me. After she walked out the door first, I shut it and she was so messed up she called a friend to come get her.
About the best ending to something that could have been very life changing for everyone involved. Thank you so much Will.
Dude. That guy's such a bro.
She couldn't afford a car so she named her daughter a Lexus.
This was frustrating just to read.
My mom was a few months from retirement at a public library. She was past the date that gave her access to retirement funds but co-workers had asked her to stay a few more months and train a replacement. She was keen to get out from under the thumb of a new library director who was terrible.
The replacement they chose was in no way able to take over my mom's position and this was indicative of the poor management decisions made by the library director. The director was also always trying to nickel and dime orders for supplies.
A constant struggle for my mom was having to order DVD cases. There were two types of cases and the price difference was something like 12 for $15 and 12 for $16. The $16 pack were shorter and would fit on the library shelves. The $15 pack was too tall and basically useless. The director was constantly trying to change the orders each time they were submitted because she would see the slightly cheaper cases and tell my mom she was being "extravagant." We often laughed at that phrase.... my mom and her extravagant DVD cases. Every single time she had to order these cases, the director had amnesia about the fact that they had to get the slightly more expensive ones and fought her on it. So, my mom told the new worker all about the cases. Showed her the short shelves and how only the short cases would fit. She made an order with her and fought the director with the girl watching so she knew what she was up against.
The next day, the tall cases showed up in the mail and my mom was infuriated. She didn't speak to anyone... just packed up her desk and walked out. She never returned and went to set up retirement funding that same day. She won't even go to that library anymore, to this day.
So, my mom quit her last job and retired early over a one dollar difference on some DVD cases.
We know who the CEO is.
My first day delivering pizzas for a very big chain with a publicly well-known CEO/Founder. I was told to come in at 8 A.M. (2 hours before open) because we had to deliver to the CEO hosting an event at the local Ritz. We had two cater 250ish pizzas in 4 cars. It was at least two trips, and it was my first day. It was absolutely pouring, I didn't have a uniform, I didn't know where I was going, or who I was meeting at the hotel. I just kept driving around and around, lost I finally was told where to go etc. 3 hours and I'm soaked, off the clock, and untrained where I was told I would be greatly rewarded for my help.
Our manager comes in after the job with cookies from the shop next door: I was never tipped. I didn't get paid overtime. I. Didn't. Get. Tipped. By. The. CEO.
Either the store manager kept the tip for himself or our CEO was a monster. 6 days later someone rear ended me, and I quit that day.
Broken promises of advancement.
I've told this story before, but ...
When I was freshly graduated from college with a B.S. in psychology, the recession was in full swing. I took a job working for a massive tech company (yes, you all know of it). I was doing tech support for their advertising software. I was miserable (I'd get screamed at, called names, and I'd have to review porn sites and sketchy stuff to make sure it fit the advertising guidelines). After about six months, I found another job. The pay was the same. The drive was much shorter. Parking was free. I would have been happy.
I gave my notice at my tech support job. "Oh, no!" they said. "We have a position that's perfect for you! We know that you love Web Analytics and you're really good at them; we want to promote to you to our Analytics expert! We just need you to get certified." Young and dumb, I believed them. I turned down my other job offer in order to pursue that position.
It's a tale as old as time. A couple of months of jumping through hoops to get that promotion and they didn't give it to me. I was furious, and of course, still miserable with my job.
After those two months of hard work, misery, and studying to become certified, they told me I didn't get the job. I rage-walked out of work that day. I rage-walked 9.85 miles.
F*ck those guys.
Coachella in like 2006? I was watching Coheed and Cambria with my buddy. This giant shirtless dude starts yelling at this other guy, "You're dead! You're f*cking dead!"
I pieced it together that this other dude, some young idiot in a white t-shirt, had tried to feel up the giant shirtless dude's girlfriend. Me and other people are a human wall since we're down close to the stage. I kept turning around and telling white t-shirt to get the f*ck out of there. He doesn't move, just stands there grinning like a f*cking moron.
Well, giant shirtless dude finds his way around our human wall and punches that dude in the face. Instant black eye, probably broke his orbital. Shirtless dude makes like he's gonna punch again and white t-shirt flinches like defeated prey. That's when shirtless dude starts punching his own head and yelling, "I'm a cage fighter!"
I found another place to watch the rest of the show.
Oh yeah, nope.
Was 18 and moved into my girlfriend's mom's house with the gf because I was kicked out by my dad. After 2 weeks the mom told me I couldn't speak above a whisper because the walls were bugged by the mafia, who were listening to everything, and that they regularly called the mom and threatened to kill my gf.
I packed up and left that night. Broke it off with the gf too (for unrelated reasons). Clean break. Good times.
Toxic corporate culture, but with food.
I've told this story before with more detail elsewhere.
I worked at a McDonalds for a few years, most of which were lower management. After an ownership change and a ton of other bullsh*t I was ready to be done. Got to work one morning to open the store and an hour in I had 3 people call off. Another hour in and 2 more no-showed. Plus there was a gas smell coming from the kitchen. I called my boss and told him what was going on. He hung up on me. He DID call maintenance to check on the smell so that got fixed but I was still extremely short staffed, running the front half of the store alone. During a lul between the early coffee drinkers and the breakfast rush I was talking to my drive-thru person and basically said "boss is gonna come in late as usual and the first thing he is going to do is yell at me for being understaffed and I'm gonna walk." She laughed.
Eventually, I had all of the no-shows in and working and the store was running more smoothly. My shift was to be done in an hour and to nobody's surprise, my boss was 2 hours late. He finally shows up and the first thing he does is yell at for being understaffed. Clearly, it's my fault that people called out. Not only was I not allowed to have employee's phone numbers to call them to help but there was no time for me to call anyone if I could. So I handed him my keys and left. Turned my phone off for a week and once I turned it back on I had a ton of missed calls and messages from him and his supervisor. All the stages of grief were laid out in front of me. But I didn't care, I was free.
I mean... car dealership.
Got a job at a car dealership. I knew going in it was going to be tough with commissions, but the potential rewards were worth it, so I was determined to give it a try. After a couple weeks of training and shadowing, I was ready to acquire my sales license and get my first sales. That was before the general manager decided to pull me aside and tell me that there was a "shortage on lot attendants" and he was going to move me there. The lot attendants make 8 dollars an hour, I took this job because I wanted to get a potential career. At first I thought it was just until my sales license arrived, then I overheard they were planning to keep me as a lot attendant. I noped out of there instantly. It was tough as I was unemployed for a month and a half, but I did find a new job as an assistant manager a few weeks ago, so I am now settling into that.
Read the instructions, ma'am.
My boss almost blew me up with a full CO2 tank because she didn't realise that you needed to close the valve before you removed the hose, Luckily I stopped her before the thing went ballistic and quit the next day.
I hope you reported that!
I was almost fatally injured because of this. I was a theatre tech in high school and we used CO2 for our low-lying fog machine. First time using it for all of us, teacher included, we were standing around so we would know how to use it. We didn't turn off the valve, but started unscrewing the metal tube that was attached to the fog machine. Once it got loose enough, the pressure popped the rest of the threading and the metal tube flailed around. It sounded like a gunshot and we all jumped back.
Everyone ran over to me after asking if I was okay. They said it was maybe an inch from my head.
F*ck it, I'm out.
I was doing a check ride to get hired as a pilot for one of the companies that flies advertising banners up and down the beach, etc. Because the banner is a huge drag on the plane, they fly at full power all day and the planes were tired pieces of shit. As we waited to take off, a plane came in to pick up a banner (by using basically a big hook to snag a rope strung between two upright poles). We watched as he hooked it, attempted to fly away, then crashed and burned while we watched. We taxied over, but there was nothing to do. The check pilot went to handle things and I noped out and politely declined their offer to return for another check ride.
I always assumed they just dragged the banner right from the start, or unrolled it from the plane as it flies. I never considered it had to be picked up like that.
Was working for my FIL as an assistant to fairs we did around the country.
One day we finished the fair, cleaned up and started going back to the hotel.
When we arrived in an underground parking lot, he asked me where his basket was. Now this basket contained pretty important stuff for the fair, and he did not let anyone touch it except for himself.
Long story short: he forgot it at the venue. He started shouting at me at the top of his lungs, then proceeded to kick me out of the car, throw some stuff at me, and bail out of there...leaving me alone in a parking lot, in the evening, and locking me inside.
I remained in there for 20 minutes because all the exits were locked. I was about to call the police when he came back.
Fired myself right away, he lost both me and my husband that day. F*cking assh*le.
Crack is whack.
Coworker was running late to a shift at Subway. I worked the morning and two afternoon people were scheduled to come in and relieve me. One showed up and the other was still running late. I text him to ask him where he is and I get a picture sent back of him smoking out of a glass pipe and a message saying "f*ck yeah! Doin crank!" I tell my coworker who is on shift that he needs a ride so I drive out to his place (it wasn't far and no surprise, a trailer) and knock on his door. I hear a loud bang from inside. No clue what it was whether it was a gun or not. I called the manager and he says "well I need you to work his shift then." I just said "nope." Hung up, and went home.
I just said "nope." Hung up, and went home.
Yeah youd survive a horror movie.
He went to pick up someone who he just saw a picture of doing crank, to bring them to work. I do not think he would survive.
I'm not entirely sure I was not that roommate.
I walked in on my roommate, high, eating Pringles off the floor, while making Pacman sounds, alone in the dark.
edit: oh damn platinum, thanks, it's like the gold of a few months ago at double the cost. Now if only someone could pay the utility bill this guy skipped out on and the repair for the washing machine he broke when he filled it with rusty tools.
Is it wrong that I kinda want to try this now?
Have you ever found yourself in an argument so stupid and/or pointless that you were sure you were being punked? Like you keep looking away from the other person to check your surroundings for places Ashton Kutcher and a camera crew could come popping out of?
You're not the only one.
u/Anti-hollowkid asked: What is the dumbest argument you've ever been in?Brace yourselves, folks. Some of these arguments are breathtakingly bonkers. The sheer number of people who are willing to argue with someone over provable facts and what that other person likes or doesn't like is just ... stunning. It's stunning, you guys. Just not in a good way.
I Know What I LikeGiphy
My wife and I once argued over whether or not I liked mustard on my hot dog. I was for me liking mustard, she was against me liking mustard.
The argument lasted way longer that you could ever imagine it would.
A Stair Step
My brother and I argued if our staircase had 13 or 14 steps, based on an argument about if the floor of the second floor counts as a stair-step or not. We still have no solution.
My dad is a stairbuilder and I spent many summers working at his warehouse, so I can clear this up. 14.
My husband and I have this thing where we only say "I love you" on Saturdays. Every other day it's "I love you, but only on Saturdays." I don't know how it started, but it's been going for 11 years now.
We're both shiftworkers, so sometimes we have to stop and think what day it actually is. We had an argument recently over whether it was Saturday or not. I said it was Saturday, he said it was Friday. It was Monday.
I remember when I was about 13 my parents had an hour-long shouting match that ended with them almost getting divorced. The issue? Whether or not the nation of Iraq has a coastline.
My mother arguing that Iraq had a coastline, while my stepdad argued that it did not. This was back in 2004, and they are still quite happily married to this day. That incident is something they look back on and laugh about, and both of them admit it was really a pretty stupid thing to argue over.
With an ex:
"I owe you $80 for the bills of ours that you pay, and you owe me $40 for the bills of ours that I paid. Here's $40 in cash; we're even."
She did not understand this.
I literally had to go get another $40 out of the ATM, and hand the $80 to her. Then I had her hand me the $40 she owed me.
"Now how much do you have in your hand?"
She still didn't understand.
She somehow has a college degree.
When we were kids my brother and I got in a physical fight because he said I like mini wheats and I insisted I didn't. His argument was that I always sang the mini wheats song and I was deeply offended that he wasn't aware that it was just stuck in my head but I hated the cereal. I actually did like the cereal I'm not sure why I was arguing with him about it but I remember how genuinely angry I was.
I'll tell you about the only legal trouble I've ever been in, the fight that got me arrested. It started over whether we should return a box of crayons or not, and to this day I don't have any idea how it escalated to the point of the cops being called, but they were and I was the one taken in.
My boyfriend insisted that when two people are in an argument and one makes a point so reasonable and logical the other one can't disagree with it - it's unfair. I tried, logically and reasonably, to explain several times why that is just winning the argument, proving your point thoroughly and is completely fair.
His answer was that I was being unfair.
How the ch in masochism is pronounced. My friend caught me saying "masoKism" while he would say "masoSYism."
To be fair, he grew up speaking French, in which the ch in masochism is pronounced in "his" way. But he insisted that I was the wrong one here and that was just infuriating.
A woman was adamant that looking at the big solar eclipse on the television was unsafe unless you were wearing glasses. She wouldn't believe us and insisted on emailing NASA to check.
A Non-Standard Ruler?
I worked for a company that made signs. We had a customer ask for signs that were 7mm wide that were to go on a door. Our sign makers figured the order meant inches because 7mm is pretty small, so made them 7 inches. I got a phone call from the customer who went mad at me for making them the wrong size. So I put a reorder through for 7 mm.
Argued with the sign makers over it but they eventually agreed to do it after I shown them the order in writing. I even had the customer put her complaint in writing, reiterating the size they wanted.
7mm signs went out and a day later I get the customer on the phone literally screaming at me.
Cue the dumb argument - we ended up having an argument over how big a millimetre is, and obviously everyone in the office were laughing, but this customer just wouldn't accept it and said we must be using a non-standard ruler to measure.
Ended up being escalating to the sales department manager who refused to issue a refund. We still don't know what they actually meant.
This Unusual Vegan Argument
Was in a pub with a few friends, and some random Dude dropped an ear, and somehow figured I'm vegan. Well, people like him are the reason I usually avoid mentioning it. He came up to me and insisted on starting a discussion about veganism. He claimed that by the end of it, I would be eating meat again.
He listed some stupid arguments, I told him I was not convinced and then tried to keep on drinking beer with my friends. He followed me, and wanted me to "try to convert him to a vegan." I stupidly listed some of my reasons thinking it would make him go away. He told me he still was not convinced, so I was like whatever. Again, I really just wanted to drink beer with my friends.
That dude followed me all night and expected me to try make him vegan. Doesn't matter what I said, and all the reasons that for me are obviously good enough to be vegan. He'd be just like "No, that doesn't convince me, therefore your argument and how you life is stupid."
Didn't matter how often I told him that I honestly don't care; 5 minutes later he would come up to me again "I'm still not vegan, so veganism is stupid, all your arguments were stupid, now give me a good reason to become vegan!" At one point, I was literally yelling at him that I don't give a single flying f about what he eats and why, that it's in no way my responsibility to "turn somebody vegan" and in no way his business what I eat.
Honestly, for that dude, I would have bought a whole ham, just to shove it up his stupid annoying face.
In college my roommate and I argued about a line in Monty Python & the Holy Grail. The scene with the Black Knight where the line "Alright, we'll call it a draw" is uttered. We argued about who said that line, whether it was King Arthur or the Black Knight.
It went on for hours longer than it should have because I was stubborn and refused to admit I was wrong.
Albert or ArnoldGiphy
Whether Albert Einstein or Arnold Schwarzenegger would be more useful to have around during a Zombie apocalypse. How on earth would Albert Einstein come in handy!?
Below Sea Level
I live on an island and when you go upland and you look out the sea looks like it's higher than or on the same level as the land. It's just a weird perspective thing because of the horizon. One day some kid says that it's because the island is under sea level.
I'm like wtf bro all of us would be with the fishes. He argues that no that's not true and if I just go upland I'll see. We then spend a good 5 minutes of my time arguing about it until I decided to leave this kid in his stupidity. He even said we shouldn't believe everything adults tell us and sometimes we need to think for ourselves.
This kid was older than me and was going to a good school. Lost my respect for him ever since then.
Someone tried to fight with me over how to spell my name.
Now, my name is in a lot of languages with slightly different spellings. I would have accepted any of those spellings, but this one was just... Not even close. It didn't make any logical sense.
An analogous example is if my name was Thomas and someone was insisting it was spelled Tomash. And not just the name Thomas in general, but that me specifically, on my birth certificate, was named Tomash. I know how to spell my own name.
I swear to god, it went on for like an hour.
Whales Are Mammals
I was in an online chat room one day, and we were talking about whales. I commented on how whales are mammals and the next thing you know, someone was arguing with me and trying to convince me that a whale was a fish.
Stupid microwaves. Having a man child talk down to me about how microwaves work only for him to google it and prove me right. He slept on the sofa that night.
My friend keeps telling me that the norm is that a person should shower once a week. This has been going on for years. I'm almost convinced he's trolling me.
No Balloons For Grandma
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky.
He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space. Releasing balloons is terrible for the environment and kills/harms so much wildlife.
He got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
Spontaneous Dolphin ExistenceGiphy
How dolphins reproduced. It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence. The argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day.
I repeatedly had the argument with a friend over whether roosters were chickens. She was convinced that only the females were chickens (hens). We were 18 at the time.
Me and my friend were drinking underage, we ended up in an argument of whether lightning McQueen's eyes were blue or green. Somehow throughout the whole thing both of us never thought to straight up google a picture.
But ... Ice Floats
Woman wanted ice on the bottom of her drink.
Now read that sentence again and try to imagine arguing with that particular brand of stupid.
Time Zones Exist
Coworker claimed that it was the same time of day and the same season on the whole globe. Had to get 4 coworkers to confirm to him that time zones do in fact exist.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?"
"no, it's red"
"YOU CANT EVEN KNOW"
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
I'm late, but I saw this question and instantly remembered that I was booted from a Facebook group because I called someone out on a lie that was not only bull, but extremely pointless. She was friends with the moderator and they made the case that my argument over such a little lie was more of a problem than the lie itself (though they didn't refer to it as a lie.)
The woman said that she used to babysit for Andre 3000 and that his name was Andre 2000 - but he changed it after the year 2000 had passed. This was so easily disproven it was ridiculous. Their debut album came out in 1994 and he was already going by Andre 3000 at that time.
The argument wasn't a huge long drawn out thing, but the fact that either of us were on Facebook at separate times meant that the responses were over a long period of time so this argument lasted a few days.
It was stupid.
Stars Like Our Sun
I was arguing with my grandpa about stars he didn't believe that there are other stars like our sun. Basically he thought there is only the sun, the moon and the earth.
I have a degree in history. I mostly focused on nationalism. Wrote a 50 page paper on it and Richard Nixon with around 50 100 sources. Looked at micro film for hours on end. Part of the paper focused on how Nixon being chair of the house committee of Unamerican Activities was used as a powerful weapon to use against political enemies. It also inspired Joe McCarthy. Have had people tell me I was wrong and Nixon was never elected to a position besides the president and Joe McCarthy came before Nixon. I stopped trying to talk history to people.
I also know quite a bit about the history of the Balkans its amazing how many Serbs refuse to believe Tito did anything wrong.
Wrote 100 page paper on nationalism in Israel. Its frustrating to talk about because for some reason a lot of people think Palestinian firing rockets randomly into Israel is ok but if Israel retaliates the people get up in arms over a targeted air strike that kills 3 people.
Balloon to Heaven
My cousin and I argued over a balloon going to Heaven. We were at his big sisters prom send off and he let a balloon go and it went high into the sky. He then said this balloon will go up past space and go to Heaven and reach grandma (God rest her soul). And I was like no it's not and it's probably not even gonna reach space.
And he got really mad and defensive and started telling me to google it and do my research and I'm like I don't have to google it you idiot. He was mad at me for a good week.
I got into an argument with a co-worker over how we were attaching two pages of a letter together: small binder clips or paper clips.
He felt that paper clips would leave a "dent" in the paper when removed, but binder clips won't. He refused to staple them together. I felt that binder clips would also leave a "dent", so we might as well just use the paper clips.
It ended with him saying: "Do what you want [me], I don't care!" and storming off.
Once got accused of faking being Jewish. Why? I have no clue. We argued over the course of a month, any time I'd bring it up and she heard about it, she'd begin going after me for "faking it".
My mother's side is ethnically Jewish. Grandparents were practicing.
3 friends and I once got into an argument about how to pronounce Nutella. It lasted for about 3-4 months. It was hilarious how serious we took it, it'd get heated but never for real serious.
I think someone even called the company that made it to check, or that may have been for the Cheetos company. We were really bored in high school.
Late to the party, but there it is.
I'm a manager at a small store. We're only 4 working there, so my team and I grew very close and we joke around a lot. Once during a slow shift, my employee and I had an argument because we were looking at the lingerie boxes, and I thought that two specific boxes had the same woman on it, but she was 100% positive they weren't the same person.
Looking back, I don't know why it was such a big deal to us at the time, but we even called another employee who lives across the street to come and tell us what the heck was up with that. Turns out I was right, and she was pretty salty about it. It was a great night.
Wicked Witch of the West
I almost got into an argument with an old girlfriend over Glinda the good witch from Oz. She insisted that Glinda was manipulating Dorothy to assassinate the Wicked Witch of the West and convince the Wizard to leave to create a political void she could fill.
I conceded the issue when I heard the whole premise because I thought it was too damn stupid to get worked up over.
Keep Your Hands to Yourself
Just the other day I legit got in an argument with my co-workers on why I don't like my butt being grabbed by anyone (I'm a guy). Seriously.
They went on about "I don't mind it. Mike and I do it all the time and we don't care." Yeah, that's nice dude, but I'm not you, and there's something called "Keep your hands to yourself" (which was taught to a good portion of us growing up). Just like how Karen wouldn't like it if I touched her boobs or her grabbing your crotch or frankly ANY area you wouldn't like being grabbed, keep away. In general, you should not be touching me in any areas after I've told you not to several times before.
So unless you're sleeping me or dating me, keep your damn hands off my toosh.
My best friend and I argued over whether or not telekinesis was possible. Her argument was that humans don't yet know what the human brain at 100% usage was capable of, and that telekinesis was inside the possibilities.
I said the brain does use 100%, just at different times.
We didn't speak to each other for four days.
How dolphins reproduced and whether or not ghost existed (back to back with the same person). It took me a few solid minutes of explaining to her that dolphins have reproductive organs and that they did not just pop into existence (the argument began with her saying she wanted to work with sea creatures).
How it shifted to the existence of ghosts is a solid and reasonable question to ask (I don't remember why). I had to then proceed to tell her that ghost hunting TV shows do not constitute as undeniable evidence.
Personally, I hope she was messing with me cause I lost a little faith in humanity that day. This was in high school SO... hopefully she was kidding.
Dogs and ChocolateGiphy
I told this stupid woman that chocolate is toxic to dogs. She went on to tell me how a little bit will just make them hyper and then they will calm down. I told her to google it. Her and her bf shut right up. Now they have a kid. Good luck, Jeremy and Andrea. morons.
I should also add that this argument started because Jeremy was giving his tiny dog chocolate and I told him it was toxic.
Is water wet?
My roommate and I have a recurring argument over whether or not water is wet l, and whether or not a person is considered wet underwater.
For the record, it is no to both questions.
A kid a church telling me about the mission trip I went on. Not only was I not on that trip, but I had never been on any mission trip. We were good friends, so it's not like he would've mistaken someone else for me.
He insisted I was there as if an entire week long trip would just fall out of my memory. He even had stories of things we'd done together. I'm not sure if he thought I was lying, joking, stupid, or crazy, but I was pretty sure he was some combination thereof.
One time I got into a shouting match with my mom and little brother in the car. The issue? The names of the two-headed dragon from the PBS kids afternoon show Dragon Tales. I swore it was Zack and Macie.
It was actually Zak and Wheezie. I don't even remember why we were yelling about it.
Green Or Yellow?
When I was about 15 or so my mother and I spent about 20-30 minutes arguing about the color of a shirt. We agreed it was blue/green, but to me it was just a shade more blue, while to her it was just a bit more green.
Turns out, your eyeballs yellow as you age and hers were 24 years yellower than mine, so I think that skewed her color vision.
Stars In Their MultitudeGiphy
I once got in an argument over whether or not a line from the song "Stars" in Les Mis says "...but mine is the way of the lord" or "mine is the way of the law".
I didn't even really care what he thought but he was so adamant and cocky that it got me heated. By the end of it we were shouting at each other and I had to apologize, which I think is what he wanted the whole time.
My brother is colorblind. And he CONSTANTLY tries to correct me on what color things are.
"Hey could you hand me that red _____?" "that's orange" "no, it's red" "orange" "YOU CANT EVEN KNOW".
It is the base of our most common and heated arguments.
About five years ago, my girlfriend (now wife) once had a very intense argument about whether or not hot water cleaned things better than cold water.
She genuinely believed that water temperature didn't matter. This is someone who has not one, but two masters degrees.
We argued for something like 2 hours, and we seriously almost broke up over the whole thing.
I had an argument with a girl IN THE MIDDLE OF A BIOLOGY CLASS in high school about how humans are not mammals. She thought a human was a human and we are not mammals because "mammals are animals and humans are not animals"
I tried explaining to her the difference between reptiles and mammals and how humans fall under the mammal category to try and educate her... but she just wouldn't listen.
I still have no idea why the BIOLOGY teacher did not get involved...
Solid Or Liquid?
Some classmates and I got into a heated debate as to whether or not the human body could count as a soup, salad, or sandwich. The teacher got mad at us, but hey! All we were doing was watching a movie.
For the record, my logic lays with soup- Liquid contained within a solid, at a hot temperature.