Given a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation, identify who is wrong here. Classify each post into the following categories : AUTHOR (if the author of the post is wrong in the situation), OTHER (if any of the others mentioned in the paragraph is wrong), EVERYBODY (if everyone mentioned is wrong) and NOBODY (if no one is wrong in the situation).

Input: Consider Input: Hi this is my first post ever so If im doing this wrong let me know. This all started Saturday. I wanna say that when it comes to restaurants I'm a good customer. I don't care if your busy and I always tip 20 percent because thats how my mom raised me. how ever my friend typically hates to tip and is overly critical of wait staff. So I go up to a friends at my old college. I was really looking forward to returning to a favorite bar for dinner. This place doesn't take reservations which I get but they do take call aheads. Before we leave I call to try to get on their waiting list only no one picks up we call two more times just to see still no answer. The automated phone call however says we can go online and put ourselves on the list so I do that. we get a text saying its a half hour wait which is perfect. We drive over an notice the place is packed. Pretty normal on a sat. I walk up and tell the hostess were here and she says she doesnt have us on the list. Confused i show her the text and she looks in her computer again and says the site isnt connected and kinda has an attitude about it. (but like i said its really busy so I bet she was stressed) My friend we will call Stacy goes up and tries to see if there is a spot at the bar. There isnt. she finds this table that doesnt look like a table and tries to get us to sit at it. After our friends point out its probs not a table she then wants to see if she can get a couple to switch with us so we all have room at this point me and my other friend are dying of cringe at the idea of it. I convince her that it is best if we just go somewhere else since its a two hour wait and there really isnt anywhere to wait. As we are leaving Stacy is visably angry she said really loudly next to the poor hostess that is was clear she wasnt sorry (She was) . And I was annoyed as well but not at anyone just the fact thatthe advertised this system that doesnt even work. fast forward to this morning. I was talking about it with my friends and I decided that it might be best to just right a review about the how they shouldnt advertise an online waitlist if it doesnt even connect with your seating computer. And i did. I told my friends i did this and stacy lost her fucking mind. she said why would I do this and it will accomplish nothing and I am making things harder for her because she is a regular there. I start getting more and more annoyed especially considering stacy brags about how she will cause a scene at a restaurant to get what she wants and how she treated the hostess last night. She is getting more and more bitchy about it till I delete the yelp review and then tell her not to talk to me for awhile because i was really mad and felt she was being hypocritical. Instead she tells me she will send me this long ass message about how she feels and her side. At this point I snap. like full on hulk. I jump down her throat tell her not to talk to me and if i cant give my opinion then she can't give hers. (immature i know) I tell her to stop messaging me and not to talk to me and she keeps blowing up my phone so I blocked her number (I have anxiety and the idea that she was just gunna keep pushing was really overwhelming me) I just feel like she has no right to judge me for a review WHICH WAS STILL 3 STARS. if she is gunna behave tlike that am I the ass hole here?

Output: OTHER


Input: Consider Input: This happened recently, but has also come up on other occasions.

For personal reasons, I don't really like being in the presence of drunk, stoned, or otherwise intoxicated individuals. I have made this clear to my SO when we began dating a while back. I told my SO how I felt about these kinds of things, among some other issues which have come up.

Recently, my SO has been wanting to smoke, knowing full well how I feel about it. I reminded them I am not comfortable with kind of stuff  which has led to a struggle in our relationship, but hopefully not an end.

AITA for, essentially, disliking and not wanting my SO to do these certain things? I know it is probably selfish (its their life, they can do what they want), but I made it full well and clear how I felt about these things long ago when we started dating. Am I in the wrong for upholding how I felt then, and how I still feel? Would it be wrong for this to be a reason for us not working out?

Output: NOBODY


Input: Consider Input: I really never thought I'd have something to post here.
TL;DR at the end since I might as well just explain the entire event.

So, my girlfriend moved in with me almost 2 years ago. About 6 months in she kept looking at cats on her phone and asking if I wanted one. We all know how this goes.

One day, I came home and my girlfriend asked if I "wanted to meet the baby."  I immediately understood she had gotten a cat, and figured it was a kitten based on her language. Now, we are an adoption ONLY household as well as immediate family. So, when I opened the door to our office and saw a fully grown, 13 pound apex hunter male cat staring back at me, I was surprised but not shocked. 

Fast forward about a year later, and I love this cat almost as much as my dog. One night, the cat got out when I let my dog out to pee. Since he was such a healthy, predatory cat, I had no fear for his safety when I find out in the morning. UNTIL, we didn't see the cat for 48 hours including a thunderstorm.

I had mentally accepted that the cat was gone or would be back in a week or two according to what I read online. 

In this time, my girlfriend had posted on our neighborhood page that our cat was missing. We got a message from someone we went to highschool with (we're in our early 20's), and he said it looked a lot like his cat that got away. The name our friend gave us was exactly the adopted name the cat had when we got him. He even has a sister that still lives there. 

I found my cat stuck in my neighbor's perfectly stacked woodpile (square cut) 3 days later. There were pieces missing from it that fit where he was stuck at. I'll leave what I'm saying for your imagination. The police had me grab him (she wouldn't let me on her property), and told me if he gets on her property again, my cat will have to "find its own way out."

What's also crazy is that our friend lives two streets away from us, but my girlfriend purchased the cat 6 miles away during a humane society outreach program that brought him from another 9 miles away. So, it's not like we found him outside.

Anyway, he obviously wanted his cat back and we told him no; it's our cat since we paid for him and have loved him as family for a year. If it had been any early before I gained feelings for the cat, I definitely would have given it to him and even felt good doing so.

TL;DR
Adopted a cat. The cat got out and our friend from highschool recognized the picture as his cat. We didn't give the cat back since we bought him and had a close bond with him for about a year.



Output: AUTHOR


