Background: I'm an American living in Germany.

Obligatory this didn't happen today, but a few weeks ago.

I’ve finally made a close friend here - a neighbor and she is my conversation partner. I help her English she helps my German. She and my wife are close friends too.

A little background, I joke around a lot and am always messing with ppl, etc. She knows this.

So, over the last year we’ve seen each other more often due to Corona and we’re able to talk more and I’m getting more comfortable being myself.

A couple of weeks ago I said something to her in a joking manner and she took it seriously. My expectation - I followed up with, “I’m just fucking with you.” She gives me another look, a little concerned. So I said, I’m just joking.

I leave it be, think nothing of it.

A week later we’re talking again and she asked, “What do you mean you were fucking with me, like in your dreams?”

It’s a this point I realized that when Americans use the word “fuck” or its variants, it rarely means sexual intercourse.

To Germans, it ALWAYS means sexual intercourse in all of its variants.

I was a bit embarrassed as was she. But once I explained it, a lightbulb went on over her head and Netflix started making more sense to her.

So she's been practicing the proper use of the f-word since with me as her coach - what else am I going to do? The other day she wrote to me, "I like fucking you." As much as that would be nice, I had to correct her to "I fucking like you."

I told her she's not ready to use the word in the wild, yet.

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TL;DR: I forgot that when Americans use the word fuck or its variants, it rarely means sexual intercourse. Embarrassment ensues and good cultural exchange.

What Pokémon do you guys think got screwed by Nintendo? I still have a hard time sleeping when I think about the 3D version of typhlosion, such a great design ruined by a stupid decision. So I was just kinda curious which Pokémon you good people of Reddit thought got done wrong.

She left at 6:30 for some groceries and hasn’t come back since. The Walmart order was going supposed to be picked up at 9-10am but was never picked up. Her phone is off, her car is nowhere to be found and what’s really worrying me is that we looked at her browser history and she was up at 3 am searching up “Can spouse claim disability benefits if deceased” and searching about poison for our dogs and chickens. She was also looking at hiking trails which is really odd because she has severe back problems. I don’t know what to do and I feel responsible somewhat, if I had woken up 30 minutes earlier I could’ve helped. We’ve tried everything, phone provider, her last known transaction, the find my iPhone app. She has mental issues and I’m really worried about her

I just needed a place to vent, ty all for listening

edit: since everyone is asking We’ve already contacted the police and cell provider with no luck so far

I just got a vehicle with the "kick to open" tailgate. I always considered those dumb. I'm like, just use the handle or the remote.

Now I always use it, because I don't have to grab my key fob, even though it's in my pocket, and I don't have to touch the dirty hatch. Even if my hands are free, I'll use it.

Sure, I could live without it, but what am I, a neanderthal?

I don’t care anymore. I hate chihuahuas. They’re so small and stupid looking it pisses me off to no end. I’ve known a lot of people have own/owned one, and I hated every single one of them.

The “clickity clack” of their ugly little uncut nails, how small their fucking heads are; you can’t even pet them on their heads because instead you’re petting their nasty, watery eyes. The fact that they’re smaller than my cat in itself is an abomination. My ex has one of those critters and loves it to pieces, I don’t even miss the relationship solely for the fact that I never have to see that mf again.

And they are so aggressive. Why??? They have so much nothing going on in their life they have to bark like a constant squeak toy and literally attack every person that comes to the door. What are you gonna do? Rip my leg off? Doubt. Thats my rant.

I'm an ultrasound technologist and used to work for a free standing emergency room. I worked 40 hours during the day M-Th, and was on call every night from the time I got off work until I went back in the morning. So basically even if I've already worked 10+ hours that day, and get off at 8pm, if a patient comes in at 2am and needs an ultrasound, I had to get out of bed, get dressed, drive to work, do the exam, drive home, and hope to get some sleep before clocking back in a few hours later.

Most of the time I'm okay with this. You don't show up at the emergency room in the middle of the night unless you REALLY need help....mostly.

Another important fact is in my state, it is illegal to discuss ANYTHING about the findings of the exam with the patient. I can't show them pictures. I can't tell them if I think they have gallstones, etc. I could lose my job and license to practice if I do. I take the pictures, send them to a radiologist, and HE makes the report for the ER doctor and the patient.

Also, remember this is an emergency room. This is not a doctor's office or one of those places you can get a fun 3d ultrasound done when you're pregnant. People literally die here. This is not a happy, fun place.

So one night I was called out around 1am, after already working a 12 hour shift. The previous night I had been called out multiple times so I was operating on about 4 hours of sleep for the past two days.

So I get to work and the ordering doctor tells me the patient is pregnant and complaining of SEVERE left sided pain. So I need to do an Ob ultrasound to make sure Baby is okay and there isn't anything life threatening going on. Ok. No problem.

So I bring the patient into my room as ask her where she is hurting. (So she can point to the exact spot so I know where to focus and double check everything). The patient points to her right side and just casually says "Over here somewhere."

Because I am sleep deprived, I assumed maybe I was confused and forgot which side the doctor told me was concerning.

Me: I'm sorry. I thought the doctor said it was your left side that was bothering you.

Patient(Pt): Oh yeah! My left side. That's it.

Me: So...where does it hurt?

Pt: Can I be honest?

Me: Of course! Please tell me what's going on.

Pt: So I'm not really hurting. But I don't have an ultrasound scheduled for this baby until Tuesday. And tonight I was looking online for nursery decorations and I found this GORGEOUS bed set on sale! But the sale ends at 7am and I don't know if I should order blue or pink because I don't know if I'm having a boy or a girl.

Me: So you have absolutely NO medical concerns whatsoever?

Now the patient sees she's made a mistake and starts backtracking.

Pt: Oh! I mean, plus, you know, my side hurts.

Me: Right. Okay.

So I just go ahead and start the exam. I take all the important measurements, make sure baby's heart looks good, etc.

Pt: Um. I can't see the screen.

Me: That's because I can't show you anything or discuss this exam at all. The radiologist will make a report for the ER and they'll let you know what the radiologist says.

Pt: Oh! So the ER doctor will tell me if I'm having a boy or girl.

Me: No. That's not medically relevant. This exam is to make sure Baby is safe and healthy

Pt: But I HAVE to know what I'm having! I have to know before 7am!!!!!

Me: Sorry. That isn't part of the exam. I don't even look at baby's genitalia. Here in the emergency room we are responsible for making sure there aren't any life threatening issues happening. Baby's sex is in no way a life or death issue.

Pt: But you can just take a peak, right?

Me: No. I really can't. And even if I saw anything, it would not go in the report as it is not medically relevant.

Pt: I don't need it in the report. You can just tell me.

Me: No. I can't. I'm not allowed to discuss anything about the results of this exam. I just take the pictures.

Pt: But! But! I CAME HERE BECAUSE I NEED TO KNOW MY BABY'S GENDER.

Me: You said you came here because you're having severe pain

Pt: Well...yes, of course. But, still...can't you just give me a hint?

(Remember, this is almost 2am. I am tired. I am trying VERY hard to keep a smile on my face. And this woman had me miss PRECIOUS hours of sleep because she didn't want to miss out on a sale for crib sheets.)

Me: Ma'am, I cannot tell you anything about your exam. I can't tell you the baby's sex. I can't tell you ANYTHING.

Pt: PLEASE! Just tell me what color bed set I should order!!!!

Me: I'm an ultrasound technologist. Not an interior decorator. I can't tell you anything.

Pt: Okay....how about this. If it were YOU, and YOU were shopping for bedding....what color would YOU order?

Me: Probably purple. It's my favorite color

Pt: NO! I mean...if YOU were ME and had to choose between blue and pink, what color would you choose?

Me: So you want me to tell you what color bed set I would order between blue and pink?

Pt: YES! Please just tell me! Blue or pink?

Me: Okay. We are strictly talking about JUST bedding, right?

Pt: (thinking we have come upon an unspoken agreement) Yes! JUST talking about bedding.

Me: If I could only choose between pink and blue, I would for SURE order blue.

The patient immediately pulls out her phone (while I'm STILL trying to do her ultrasound) and orders the blue crib set.

FYI....she was having a girl.

She asked me what color bedding I would choose....and I hate pink. So I was completely honest.

So I posted a thread about my annoying brother, and someone asked me why he and I (who are both adults) still live with our family. I explained that it works that way in Asia. It is pretty common for us to stay until we're in the late 20s for various reasons like our parents would get lonely, cost of living is insanely high for an insanely low minimum wage, and so on. But simply put, it is a cultural thing.

Aaaand I suddenly got downvoted, with some of them calling me immature for refusing to get out of my parents' home? What the fuck? I haven't even graduated in college, and in my country, even degree holders struggle to secure a job at McDonalds (which by the way don't even pay enough to pay rent), and yet you think it is immaturity not to leave your parents' home at 18? Because of what? Your sense of entitlement and sheer ignorance on other culture?

Bring your Western culture out of it. Unless you live in Asia, shut up.