People Who Quit Their Day Jobs To Follow Their Dreams Share What Ended Up Happening.
The struggle between choosing to chase your dreams or achieve a sense of stability in your daily life is often an internal battle that most people face. From constantly being told to "be realistic," we are a society that tends to fear feeling "uncomfortable." Although it is at those very moments that we grow the most. The following AskReddit thread asked users who have moved away from a traditional 9-5 job how that experience went for them, and if they found success doing what they really loved.
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I went from commercial property management to building rocket engines. It was the best decision I ever made. It took me four years of schooling, an expensive tuition, and living expenses, but I am extremely fulfilled at my job and am directly contributing to NASA's efforts to put humans on Mars. It's hard to deny just how cool it is to be working on this program. I get to work on rocket designs and hardware on a daily basis.
I also acknowledge that I'm extremely fortunate to be in a position where I could afford to give up a seemingly good career (It did make me miserable). I know not everyone is able to walk away from a decent living, and I count myself lucky to have had the means to do so.
I wasn't working a traditional 9-5, but it was a dead end job in security. My grandfather ended up passing away and left my grandmother with a lot of money. She asked me if I wanted to go back to school or do something with my life. It made me realize that I needed a career.
I knew I wanted to be creative. I always enjoyed radio hosts like Howard Stern and Andy Savage in Seattle. I figured I could do it and ended up going to a local tech college that had a radio station.
I finished the course and interned at the biggest Seattle rock station (KISW). It's been almost 12 years since I was hired on. Everything seems to be working out fine.
My best friend graduated with a degree in petroleum engineering. He worked for a little over a year before packing up and heading to Colorado to became a ski lift operator. He loves it.
I graduated college and accepted an entry level position in my industry. I had great benefits, great salary, upward mobility, nice environment, and good office culture. However, after 3 years, I couldn't help but feel like I was in a cage. It was like I was living a scripted life that someone else had written.
Anyway, I drove across the country to L.A. and started working freelance in film and television production. It was one of the biggest risks I ever took. It's still scary, but I'm actually making a living out here.
I love what I'm doing, and I know in my gut, I made the right call.
I worked for a GIS (mapping) software company for a few years after college. My job was simple and low stress. However, I was SO BORED- ALL OF THE TIME. I decided to look into teaching because I liked the idea of doing something different everyday and being challenged. The regular vacation time didn't hurt either. I had a lot of respect for my boss, so I let her know my plans. I was going to go to night school to get my MA and credentials. She was sad to hear about it, but she was also very supportive (She even tried to see if the company would help pay for some of my education).
Now, I'm lighting things on fire in front of middle schoolers and calling it science. It worked out better than I could have ever dreamed.
I have the best job ever now.
I left my IT job because I wanted to work at a board game store. We are now the top tier in MTG and FFG/Asmodee stuff.
I'm someone who did try to make it but didn't. For me, working freelance jobs just wasn't cutting it. Not KNOWING if you have a job is one of the worst feelings. The industry can be pretty rough unless you are willing to move to N.Y. or L.A., and even then, it can still be pretty tough. I heard stories from colleagues about how they had to live paycheck-to-paycheck just to live in a crappy studio apartment. On top of that, if they did get any work, it was long hours and often last minute.
I didn't want that life for myself, so I just got a 9-5 job (it's actually 7:30-4:00) that has decent pay, paid time off, health benefits, and a Monday to Friday schedule with holidays off. I'd never get to go on vacations, or buy anything nice, or go out to eat if I'd kept on doing freelance work, especially since, as I said, there is no guarantee of your earnings each year.
If a freelance job comes up that I can do, I will. At times, I do wish I had "made it" in the industry. But realistically, it wasn't happening, or at least, it wasn't happening fast enough for me to not be living paycheck-to-paycheck. Now, most of my video/film stuff is more of my hobby. If I can find my way back into it some day and the opportunity works out, I would love to. But right now, I got to make that cheddar and have a predictable income.
I'm a film school graduate. I did some odd jobs in the industry followed by some odd jobs doing more "regular" professions just for cash, but I could never imagine being at peace with that on a permanent basis.
I left my job as a geological draftsperson 35 years ago to pursue stand-up comedy. I did that for a few years, then I decided to move to Hollywood to become a sitcom star. It was the 80's. I failed at that, but a friend of mine encouraged me to write a spec script and become a T.V. writer so I did.
35 years later, I have won an Emmy and been nominated for four. Last year, I was nominated for a Humanitas Prize. I am no big deal. I mean no one would know my name, but I've done well enough. I bought my mom a nice house close by, took her all over the world, and spoiled her rotten (as she deserves). She died in December, and nothing I've ever accomplished will ever matter as much as having the love of my mom in my life every day.
I wanted to be a tattoo artist ever since I got my first tattoo done at 18, and I'm 24 now. I built up a portfolio of artwork over the years and kept going to my local tattoo artist asking for a gig, but the timing was never right. I continued working in a factory during this time, always drawing and painting. After 5 years, I quit my job, went to Europe with my S/O, and told myself that when I got back, I would be working in a tattoo shop within 3 months of returning. I got back, went to the shop, asked for a job again, and got it! For the last year, I have been an apprentice tattooist making next to no money, but I love waking up every morning knowing I get to spend the day doing what I love. As of September 15, it marks my one year anniversary. It's also the day that my twin brother will be starting his tattoo apprenticeship at the same shop. We are both set for a happy life.
My wife quit her 9-5 with a passion to write. She started her own business as a ghost writer, copywriter, etc. and is an author. She's had two books self- published, finished a manuscript (which she is looking for a publisher for), and another manuscript that is being outlined. I'm so proud of her.
I quit my job as an advertising creative to become a photographer. I took the pay cut and started at the bottom as an assistant. I did that for 2 years, before I really started working as a fashion photographer myself. Now, I'm working all over the world doing what I love. I'm also making more money than I ever did in advertising.
My husband and I were young and working exceedingly dull customer service jobs. It was the sort of work you would do when all you have is a high school diploma and a semi-functional brain.We were so depressed, making poverty wages, and going nowhere. So, we quit. We moved our kids across the state and started attending a research university. Now, we're both engineers, making good money, and doing what we love. We're happy with our choice, but I do see us quitting again in the nearish future to start an independent company. You got to have dreams!
I quit my 9-5 that paid pretty well and set myself on a career path that had more room for promotion. I am now a stripper, and I love it more than anything! I get paid more money, work less hours, and have more freedom. I recently got invited to Las Vegas last minute with friends, and I was able to buy a plane ticket and leave on the same day. It felt amazing to have that kind of freedom.
This past January, I quit my full-time job to pursue photography and film instead. I was at the point where I knew there was no more growth for me at that job, so it was easier to leave.
What was hard though was giving up a stable paycheck for freelance work, which obviously varies a lot more. You next job isn't always guaranteed, but I'm 8 months in and have already travelled more in this time than I have in the past 10 years. So, I'm loving it!
I worked retail, was in lower level management, and worked my butt off keeping the store afloat with a skeleton crew and only one other full-time employee, who was also lower level management. A new boss and other amazing employees were hired, but things got worse and not better because the boss was awful. I lost it, gave up, and stopped trying. The boss then purposefully began writing me up for things that everyone did and other minor stuff. He then gave me an ultimatum, give my two-weeks notice or deal with HR.
I gave my two-weeks, screw working 40 hours a week, and used my paid vacation to support myself through working part-time while I trained to become a dog groomer. I now work full-time and make at least 25% more, and I will make twice that when I finish training in a year.
I haven't quit yet, but I started a brewery with a partner who did quit. Originally, we we were able to split the time pretty evenly. He was there during the day then either my wife or I would go in to work during the evenings after working 8 hours at another office job. We brewed on the weekends, or when I was able to take a vacation day.
The reason I haven't quit is because getting the business off the ground took so much longer than we had anticipated. We got the wheels in motion back in 2012, and we just opened this past June. Yeah, it took 5 years. Back in 2012, my wife and I had a lot of free time and were pretty comfortable financially. I was planning on quitting my 9-5 right when the brewery opened up, but then we had two kids (who are still very young). As a result, free time has been much more limited. Also child care is so expensive that I can't afford to quit. I've crunched the numbers and even if I was a stay-at-home dad, it wouldn't make financial sense for me to quit. I still wouldn't be able to dedicate more time to the brewery because I'd have to be with my kids all day.
My only hope right now is to wait until the kids are out of child care and hope that by then the business is making enough money to pay us owners a decent salary. My wife has been a saint through all of this. She's so supportive and really pulls her weight as a part owner.
As of right now, the stress is... well, stressful. I'm constantly worried about the finances of the business and keeping the other owners and my employees in line. It's frustrating because my 9-5 job is kind of a joke (very office spacey). I can come in as late as I want and leave as early as I want while really only doing maybe an hour or two of actual work a day. I literally fall asleep at my desk every single day due to boredom and/or working late at the brewery the night before. I used to be able to work remotely. I asked my boss if I could make it a permanent thing to just come in a day or two a week, but the idea got shot down and now they're cracking way down on the privileges of working remote for the whole team. Oops, that might have been my bad.
Overall, I love running the brewery though and doing the operations: brewing, cellar work, beer-tending, festivals, talking to customers, and creating loyal regulars. It's awesome, and I cannot wait until I'm able to do it full-time. It's going to be awhile though.
Not me, but my husband. He quit a normal job in his field to do something similar in a humanitarian organization. He is now away for multiple weeks at a time, traveling worldwide, and is too busy helping others to even think about his family on a daily basis. I think it's great that he is significantly impacting the lives of the poorest of the poor, but we need his "care" too. I guess what I'm trying to say is, before you do anything like this, make sure it's not just the best thing for you, but also for everyone else who is going to be affected by your choice(s).
I was working in Silicon Valley as senior management on a cutting-edge technology, making 2.5 bills a year with stocks, and that whole game. It was a very romanticized lifestyle that I absolutely hated.
I cashed out, moved to Montana, and bought an RV Park. I couldn't be happier.
My first year after completing my bachelor's degree in a subject that I hated. I worked a 9-5 for a corporate firm and felt my soul being sucked out a little more every day for a year. At my one year mark, I walked in one morning, cleared my desk, and never returned. By then, I had bought myself a one way flight to Asia. I filled a backpack, ended an already dying relationship, and left. My savings lasted me 8 months of solo backpacking around Asia. When I ran out of money, I bought a visa to Australia where I spent another year living, working, traveling, experiencing, and loving life.
Since I quit that job, I've lived a rather low income life and have had to take a number of odd, low-paying jobs- all of which I've enjoyed and have allowed me to learn skills I never otherwise would have acquired. I've also met a wild array of people that I would never have come across. I've gone flat broke a couple of times, but I've always managed to pick myself back up.
Since that job, my entire way of living has shifted down to my very core. Every single day, I fill my time doing things that benefit me in some way whether through giving me joy, allowing personal growth, putting a bit of cash in my pocket, or simply providing me a new experience that makes me relish in the vibrancy of being alive. This has allowed me to slowly uncover skills and passions I would have never before given myself the time and space to discover. I have also been instilled with the strongest belief that I can truly lead any life that I choose.
Recently in this journey, I met the love of my life, and we both stand by the same ideals of chasing experiences and passion over all else, and together we plan on travelling as indefinitely as we please.
Above all, I feel like I've left a world where everyone around me was treated as a dispensable cog meant to be creative and take initiative only within incredibly predetermined and limited parameters. In doing so, I've developed a fierce sense of independence and confidence and truly feel like I've gone from being a passenger in my own life's journey to steering the goddamn ship. I'm really happy now.
I quit my 9-5 job after 5 years to work in video games. I spent 3 months unemployed and finally landed a job as a QA tester. It was an awesome job, but it did pay as poorly as you would expect. It was only a temporary job, and I was laid-off last July. It was still an awesome experience though and motivated me to explore video game design and development in greater detail. I have another 9-5 job now, but at least my dreams no longer felt like they had completely died.
There's no trick to it. At some point, you just realize you don't want (and maybe never wanted) the life that you're leading.
Some people get that far and think, "Well, I also don't want to start over. I guess I better suck it up." You know what, that's not a bad decision. A lot times, those people will go on to find fulfillment elsewhere. Maybe by raising a family, or pursuing a hobby.
But if your brain doesn't work like that, and you're the type of person who's incapable of separating who you are, from what you do, then you'll inevitably have to derail from whatever easy track it is that you're on. That means accepting the consequences that you'll probably be poor and unappreciated, and what you're doing is going to be labelled as unhealthy and irresponsible. You have to do it anyway because waking up at 7 AM only to realize that you have to get ready to go sit in a carpeted box all day will make you physically ill.
As for how it's going, it's fine. Not great, not terrible. I get by, but I could always use more money. I'm more hand-to-mouth than I'd like to be, but so is everyone else.
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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.
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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.