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I'm a 24f and have been working at a fast food place near my mother's house for three years as of July. Up until recently, I was roughly the third oldest person working there, and now unless our district manager or our closing shift lead is there I'm usually the oldest person on shift by the time the afternoon rolls around. We just hired a new guy a couple of weeks ago who's my age, but the rest of our coworkers are between 17 and 22. About a year in I was offered a shift lead position but I declined as that often means opening or closing and I don't have a reliable ride, at least not at those hours. I can't afford a car on my pay and my ADHD makes me lack the focus required to operate a car. I own a scooter so it's enough to get me around town but not to work because I live and work in different cities about 15-20 minutes apart. The scooter is preowned, formerly by my great-uncle who now is suffering from dementia, whose wife (my great-aunt) begged me to keep it inside city limits for my own safety.

Recently, I began looking for a new job and when one of my coworkers found out (18f) she admitted she'll be sad to see me go because I'm basically the work mom. One of our leads (20f) usually gets the short end of the stick and since getting hired back on after quitting about a little more than a year ago she often doesn't get breaks unless another lead or manager is there to run the shift so I often bring snacks on hand in case that happens, or as she calls it, "coming in clutch". I know how it feels to work a long shift on an empty stomach so I usually keep gummy works, snack plates or sodas/juice on hand so that anyone who doesn't get breaks at least has something they can snack on at an opportunity. When two of our leads turned 21 I got them each a bottle of liquor for their birthdays as they were less than a month apart, as well as a little thing of hi-chews and ferrero rochers.

I know my coworkers truly appreciate me, and I don't mind being the work mom. I'm sometimes the mom of my friend group because I'm usually the oldest as I was held back a year so most of my friends are 1-3 years younger than me. I'm also the oldest of six and helping raise my brother (2.5). I love the people I work with but preparing to rent a house with my sister and roommate means I have to move on to a higher income job since I don't think I'm going to college. It'll be sad to leave, but I have most of their contacts and we all live within the same two counties, so we sometimes hang out outside of work.

My work crush (19M) let's call him Steven, and I (20 F) met when.. well when we worked together at a grocery store. I worked customer service and he was in produce. I would see him during almost all of my shifts and I would find myself staring to look over to see if he was there at all. He was very cute. Tall, over six foot, curly black hair, and the biggest brown eyes I've ever seen. He had a sweet smile, a contagious laugh, and he was a hard worker. Well eventually he moved to dairy so I never really saw him until he came to the front to clock out. Then I found myself taking the long way to the break room just so l could pass him. I swear I wasn't trying to be creepy I was just trying to get his attention. Then one day on my way back the head of the dairy department told me to go find Steven in the break room and tell him he was needed for something. So popped my head into the break room and that was the first time I spoke to him. At the end of the day when he went to clock out I asked if the situation went well and he made a witty comment about it which made me laugh. After that I noticed he started to talk to me a little bit and even started appearing in the break room while I was on my breaks. We then started chatting and getting to know each other and one night I worked up the courage to ask for his number. But he left before I could. Then for some reason, he came back into the store and I asked. He told me that the reason he had come into the store was because he was going to ask the same thing but still needed to work up the courage. So we started talking and it was amazing. We would get lunch together, he'd bring me food to work, we called every night, it was a very sweet relationship... that wasn't official. Then I moved. And while we tried to make it work we ended up ending things because we just wanted different things life. But, we ended on good terms and are still in touch and friends to this day.

As the title says. I will be flying home for Christmas to surprise my mom and would love for some ideas to shock her without giving her a heart attack hahaha. I am 27 (M) and she is 57

Bear with me, long story short, my dad died when I was two years old (2000). I have no memory of him barring his death. I cant remember his voice, and all the photos we have together I have no memory of any of them.

BUT

My mum recently moved out of the family home and found some old vhs tapes in the loft. Without my knowledge she watched them, converted them to dvd and sent them to me, with a note "enjoy"(Those of you a certain age may see whats coming.)

I put them on slightly confused as its been years since I've brought a dvd, I turned it on and...instant tears. I'm not an emotional man but the first scene was me and my dad playing together in the garden of my childhood home. I heard his voice for the first time and I saw proof outside of still photos that I once had a dad and I loved him with all I had, as I've heard all my life. I spent the afternoon watching all DVDs that went right up to about a week before he died on Christmas 1999. (He died three days after millennial new year). I was an emotional mess, and for me that takes a lot. I've had them for a week and I literally cant stop watching them over and over again, this was all I ever wanted to hear his voice and see something of me and him together. My mum has always been the best, strongest woman I've ever met and I can never thank her enough for this.

Hope this is feel good enough

Would we be terribly concerned with how we look or with how much we can accumulate?

We may not realize it yet but we are immortal.

These body's that we occupy are not really us.

In a number of years this experience will end, and we may choose to have another, as we have done.

Whether we realize it or not, something wonderful is happening.

This amnesia is by design, so that we may further awaken.

Nothing can really harm us, except what we allow, in our imagination.

By the time I went to bed yesterday, I had been up for 35 hours or so, and I was extremely exhausted. However, I woke up today feeling refreshed after 10 hours of sleep and no work whatsoever. I ate a good lunch, drank some coffee, and went on a bike ride, which I haven't been on in a while. I then got some MTN Dew (favorite soda) and went back home. I feel so accomplished, and it's the little things in life that really get me going. I hope you all had a great day 💗💛.

Just had the worst day at work on Sunday, so many things piled up. Then just had to pull an 11 hour shift on Labor Day. But now i get 2 days off… totally worth it, right?

Don’t care, finally get to sleep😅