Men Share The Last Time They Cried And Why... Because Emotions Are For Everyone
"It's only allergies!" Nope. Nope it's not, it's crying, and that's totally okay.
Why is the act of expressing emotion seen as something so shameful? Emotions are wired into our brains, they are a part of our physiology a way of processing the world and reflecting how it effects us. This "no-cry" sentiment is especially strong in men, who are often nurtured to think that crying is somehow wrong. As a way of busting this myth, these Redditors share their stories of crying out loud and proud... because there's no reason you should have to get dust in your eye that often.
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I cried upon realizing I'm a kissless virgin who's never had any sort of intimate contact or any sort of actual relationship with a girl in years. Along with the fact that I'm sinking all my time and energy into a job that might not even be worth all that effort. I never really bothered to reflect on how I've been living my life for the last few months (letting my health deteriorate as well) until a random elderly lady in the street struck up a conversation with me, and asked why I looked so aloof and if everything was okay. Something snapped inside of me at that point and I broke down crying in front of her.
These last few weeks I've been on sick leave from work, and finally found the courage to make an appointment with a shrink to try and learn more about myself and how to avoid getting myself into this situation again.
When my dad ran over a baboon in a safari park. I still tear up thinking about it.
Two years ago, I received a call from my dad that my mom had an aneurism while on vacation, was not expected to live, and I needed to get on a plane right away. It shook me to the core to hear my dad so confused and hurt, he was a lost child.
I cried in the terminal waiting for the plane.
Watching a video of a old guy being congratulated in an auditorium for saving a lot of people during WW2. Then, the speaker tells the audience to get up if they were saved by the old guy. A lot of people get up, and the old man gets really emotional. So did I.
My wife passed away from cancer last year, it's been about six months now. I still cry once in a while about that. I also cried when my three year old son needed to have his tonsils and adenoids removed, even with such a low risk surgery, after everything I had been through recently with losing my wife, it hit me hard.
The last time I cried was 2 years ago. In 11th grade, after a math exam. I was the best student in math in the entire school. The whole class got a 100, while I got a 79. All of them, that's right, every single one blatantly cheated in front of the teacher. They stole the questions and offered to give me the answers too, but I turned it down, thinking the teacher would deduct points from those who cheated. Sure enough, he did not. When I talked to him, he refused to acknowledge any kind of cheating and said that he wasn't going to change my score. I excused myself to the bathroom where I lost it and cried out of rage.
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The night after my dad remarried the second time.
Some backstory, he and my mum split up when I was too young to remember, and my dad remarried when I was about 4 years old to a woman who didn't treat me or my siblings that well, and her kids weren't much better. So for about 10 years that whole situation was happening and was generally pretty horrible and emotionally taxing, then he finally splits up with her.
But it never really felt like closure to me, more like I was kind of in the wake of it all.
So about 4 years ago he starts seeing this new lady, she came out of a bad marriage as well so they both took it slow, and about 2 weeks ago they got married. And then it kind of all hit me that the whole fiasco with the step family I used to have was over and it wasn't going to happen again and that overtook me and I ended up crying in the middle of the night.
I cried during Interstellar, when Cooper was watching the tapes of Murph while she's growing up.
When my dog died. I had her since I was 8, and she passed away when I was 22.
She was a staple in my life: I fed her, played with her, brushed her when she needed it, bathed her, and took care of her when she had her first litter. She passed in her sleep which is some comfort, but it was way too sudden.
I had a nervous breakdown when it became apparent to me that I couldn't handle my depression and such on my own. It was a really bad week. A roommate spent the week sleeping in the hallway outside my door because she was convinced that my drinking was out of hand as a result, and she was going to have to roll me over on my side to prevent me from choking on puke.
The last time I cried was Friday. I came home from working up north to find my wife had moved out and taken our daughter.
Yesterday I found out that my grandpa who I haven't seen in 8 years (she moved to a different state) is on regular oxygen tanks due to smoking. I completely broke down over the phone as he lectured me about never smoking, "Don't do it, its not worth it. It might sound like something that won't effect you, but it will." I'm in year 12 this year and I'm probably not going to get to see him again in person due to school.
Last night, because I am not happy with where I am in life.
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My parents recently told me I had to give up my dog.
My father told me that, because my Mother no longer wanted to deal with the hair and dog smell, I had to give my dog of 15 years, to a person who lived two cities over.
I was trying to maintain a poker face when I was being told, but even at 23 year old, I started to choke up and had to go into the other room.
I sat cross-legged, hugging my dog in my lap, and cried harder then I ever have in my life. It didn't help that she was trying to lick my face to cheer me up...
When my daughter tried to hurt herself.
Last night. My Dad died 6 weeks ago.
I cried last week. I've had to take the last two weeks off from work to spend in the hospital with my father who had a heart attack then heart surgery, I moved recently for work and my young daughter asked me to move back because she misses me too much, and the second time I was supposed to fly home my grandfather died less than 12 hours before my flight. So now I'm taking another week off of work. What a month.
Fast 7, the feels were too high for any mortal.
The hug of the Mannis in GoT, got me a little teary.
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April 9, 2015. Yeah, it's been a while. My former girlfriend just came back from New York the previous day and I found out she fell in love with another guy she met on the subway there. She told me she didn't love me anymore and that I "loved" her too much.
We were together for about a year and were going to celebrate our anniversary on the 10th, the following day. I broke down and couldn't contain the pain. It was all I could do, just scream silently and question where everything went wrong. I knew for a fact I wasn't a bad boyfriend, and showed her the affection she deserved. She was my best friend, a partner I could see myself growing old with, screaming at kids to get off our lawn. Maybe I did love her too much, but I thought maybe at least her and I could work stuff out. She didn't want to.
The kicker here is, she wrote a love letter about the guy and what they did while she was there. The letter was published in an online magazine she writes for. It was beautiful, but so painful.
I'm not afraid to say it... the birth of my son.
Why? Happy tears.
In February when my grandpa died. He was very reserved and quiet, and so am I, so growing up we never talked much and I suppose the interest of getting to know each other faded. So I didn't cry because I missed him. I cried because I didn't feel much when he died, and he was my grandpa. I felt like it was a telltale sign that confirmed my suspicions of not being able to connect with people, and that this was only the beginning. It spooked me. So I cried.
I get misty eyed whenever there is a pet loss picture or any sad pet story. I love my dog.
Two weeks ago when my depression was pretty bad and I was getting over a girl while listening to Fake Plastic Trees by Radiohead. Yeah, don't do that.
My deaf 5 year old son recently had a cochlear implant put in. We were warned by the surgeon not to expect much, as his inner ears were so malformed that conversation may be impossible, even in the best case. The implant went in on the side that was the least developed, leaving the better ear intact.
He spoke for the first time last weekend, and has spoken again since. They activate the implants next week.
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Yesterday. My best friend died two weeks ago. Now I cry EVERYDAY!
I'm on my way home from my last day in the military. Shedding a tear as I write this.
I suffer from depression and a few other fun brain things, and last year it got pretty extreme. There are times when I just break down on the way home from work or have to hide out in the bathroom for a few minutes to collect myself.
Les Miserables. It was playing in Sydney 3 weeks ago. The part where the priest says Jean Val Jean, that he has claimed his soul for god, or something similar to that.
And then again when he died. I swear, ninjas cutting up onions all over the place.
Saturday night. I was incredibly drunk and I don't know why I cried and nobody else does either.
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Last night. Wife is bedridden from multiple sclerosis. I was picking her up to transfer her to her wheelchair to take her back to the bathroom and I forgot to lock the damned wheelchair wheels and it shot out of the way and I dropped her to the floor. She's about 240, so transferring her is tough - picking her up off the floor by myself is REALLY tough. I'm trying hard to get stronger, but that's still a hell of a lift. So I got out the hoyer lift, got her up in that and started to head back to the bathroom. And the whole damned thing tipped over (as they're prone to do), dumping her on the floor AGAIN.
She wasn't hurt, and I finally got her transferred safely and back to the bathroom.
Then I sat in the other room and cried a little out of rage and frustration at our situation, MS in general, and my own weakness/stupidity.
When my best friend left the country. It's gonna be years till I see him again.
A week ago when the doctors told us my wife had 6-12 months to live. And I had to talk to my 3 kids about it.
Stage 4 colon cancer.
My childhood friend died in a motorcycle accident just days before our high school graduation. The school held a vigil the night he died and his entire family showed up to say a few words. When his grandpa went up to talk I began to cry like a baby because no grandfather should have to do something like that. His birthday would have been a few weeks ago.
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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.