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).

WIBTA for not wanting to exchange gifts? 

So, my classmate recently asked me if I wanted to exchange gifts in our small group of friends between eachother. I would say yes right away, but that would mean, that I will have to spend money and buy gifts for 4+ people, out of which I only really know 3. Also, my classmates aren't that creative and, honestly speaking, their gifts are not that great. It's basically a bar of chocolate + something small. (I can't even eat chocolate, so it would be useless to me). 

Whenever I give gifts, I go for creativity and making the gift as personal as I can (many inside jokes, favorite stuff, anecdotes, etc.). I just don't want to stress myself out, knowing, that I wouldn't get anything good in return.

Now, it wouldn't be a problem if I didn't knew these classmates that well, but we have known eachother for 6 years now but our relationship is weird. We are only friends in school, but outside school we barely talk or text eachother. 

Should I suck it up and buy random cheap gifts or just straigt up say no? Will I seem like an asshole? 




OTHER

First of all the title could condemn me already (shout out to my pun lovers) but to give context back in December I was on vacation, visiting my wife for exodus after being away for a few months at NAS Pensacola. 

We had pre bought tickets and reserved seats that morning for a 4pm showing of the new aquaman movie. We had no hiccups getting there, getting our tickets, snacks, and our reserved seats. The real issue should up with the people who reserved the seats next to ours, specifically a father and son. 

The movie starts playing and about 10 minutes in the son, who is sitting adjacent to my right starts opening a extra large bar of Hershey cookies and creme. Which wasnt too loud and obviously no problem. The issue was the kid starts smacking his lips like no other, I mean nauseatingly obnoxiously loud. After about 5 minutes of self deliberation on how much I actually cared to focus on the movie I decided I paid for my ticket and it would be fair I get to enjoy it so I turned to the kid(looks between the age of like 16-17) and me being 22 didn't personally find it that strange to make a statement to him; and I said "Hey brother would you mind not chewing with your mouth open I'm having a hard time focusing on the movie." The kid says sure and sorry, I didnt want him to think I was trying to be rude and said "ya not trying to be rude, I really appreciate it."

I turn to continue the movie, kinda glad that went so smoothly until about 30 seconds after that little conversation the kids father stretches over his son and says to me, "dont tell my son what to do, he has braces and it's not his fault". I comment back something of the sort like I wasnt trying to be rude but hes really making it hard to enjoy the movie and the guy insists on saying it's not his sons fault and I shouldnt have said anything to his kid and if I had I problem to take it up with him. I think that's so dumb though. His kid was apparently 14 and cant handle a simple keep it down request at the movies? The kid seems visibly uneasy and asked his dad to let it go and at this point i give up on this arguement anyway because the boy stopped chewing loud, problem solved and I wanna watch the movie. Although it did irritate me that I had to have an arguement with this guy over what I thought was his sons lack of manners.

Fast forward to the end of the movie, I had been stewing on this guys reaction but being nonconfrontational as I am I didnt care to carry on his BS so I waited until his whole family got up and started to walk from their chairs, at that moment I figured I would start getting the leg rest down and my stuff together. As I'm doing this, mind you still sitting, the father comes up to me and restates close to word for word what he had earlier, "dont talk to my kid, he has braces and he cant help that." I said back, "I think it's pretty fair I ask him not to chew so loudly, how was i suppose to know he had braces and i dont understand how that stops someone from chewing quietly. I asked your son very kindly if he would stop and he said sure and it was done, I wasnt rude and the fact you wanna come up to me after the movie after you've ushered your family away to make a scene of this is ridiculous." He again restates what he has said and then suggests that we take this outside and this really astonished me that this man decides he wants to fight me in the parking lot over this. I decline, I say I'm in the air force and was raised and taught not to be about that kind of crap. 

I did however say something of the sorts(cant remember cus I was kinda frustrated at this) that he can fuck right off and get out of my face, pointed to the door and said to get the fuck away from me. At this point my voice was raised and my wife was really just begging me to stop. He insisted on arguing but I just kept saying leave me the f alone, I dont care fuck off old man as he would try to keep arguing but with my wife being uneasy I really just wanted him to go away. So each time head try to speak with me I'd just loudly say to get the hell out of my face and leave.

He eventually left but not without saying the same damn thing he had said like 10 times as he walked out the door and into the lobby presumably out til the lot idk I didnt see him after that, I left the theater pretty quick myself.

So am AITA? My wife believes we both were being assholes but does thinking the father started it and there wasnt anything wrong with me asking the kid to not chew loud. But I thinking if this guy wouldn't leave me alone when I tried to drop it, yelling at him to leave was the best and least assholish thing I could do, rather than fight him.


So tl;dr: I made a 40 something man mad at the movies cus I politely asked his son to not chew so loud. AITA for going off/blowing up on said father after he decides to egg me on, get in my face, threaten me and repeating himself?
EVERYBODY

So, I'm currently having a depressive episode in my life (not depressed, just ocassionaly catch the blues), due to stress, hormonal, college basically sucking my life out through a tube... you know, the usual.
It's been holding me for some time now, meaning I can't focus so much on studying (I am a procrastinator but during high school I procrastinated during the day, and studied at night, now, I can't do even that).
This morning, I woke up ready to study. I have an exam coming up on Tuesday, and it's from the only class I actually like and makes me happy that I started this faculty. 
My sister comes to visit and leave my niece and nephew with mom so she could look after them while she goes to the hospital for whatever the reason was.
I start studying, full motivation, full concentration. 
About 20 minutes later mom calls me to look after my nephew so she could start making lunch.
My sister said she'd come back about in about 40 minutes.
So I said to mom no, I'm studying. The child is a wild one. He can not be left unsupervised cause he makes a mess out of anything and everything. So I wouldn't be able to just take my book sit with him and occasionally glance what he's doing. No, full on observation so that he doesn't kill himself and everyone else in the house.
No response.
So, after about 15 minutes my sister comes back, and mom starts going around the house and I remember I wanted to explain to her something that she didn't quite understand and is regarding the field in which I'm studying. So I go out eager to explain it to her and she scoffs off at me, saying that I'm just looking out for my own ass when I said I couldn't come out to look after my nephew.
It kinda stung. I told her I was studying and she says I'm just looking for my own ass, even after she torments me every day to study...

After that I go back to my room, kinda crushed and definitely boiling inside. I stop studying due to zero motiviation, and just spend the next hour or so basically doing nothing. I tried, so many times to get myself to study but all the motivation I had just vanished. 
She comes knocking on my door (they were locked) and asks me to go to the store. No big deal, I wasn't even doing anything productive so a walk might help out.
I go to the bathroom to get myself ready, put on some make up etc.
About half-way through, she knocks on the bathroom door and asks if I'm gonna come out soon. I bacially say 'kinda' meaning not immediately, but also not gonna take me another 15 minutes. I couldn't be precise cause I was doing my eyeliner so if I mess up I gotta start again.
She scoffs off at that again, and I kinda lose it.
Come out seconds later not caring if my left wing was lower than thw right and ask her had I ever dome anything or said anything that she approved of, liked, praised me for. 
Sister tries to intervene but I just don't give a damn. 
I tell her how I had to study and breaking my concentration meant I'd have to go through everything again cause I need to repeat and rehearse. Tell her how she killed my motiviation etc.
She scoffs off saying that I'm just a lazy brat who spends my evenings playing games (I sit around 9pm and spend my time in front of the PC till 11pm) and then wake up late in the morning (around 11am usually). Then I spend about two hours doing nothing (her words not mine) after which I THEN decide to study (she implied I had the audacity to study during tje day if I play games late at night, I'm translating and transcribing at the so I didn't know how to explain).

And I just sit there in front of the door dumbfounded.  Like, what am I supposed to mother? Not study during the day so I can be open to your every bidding? I didn't know slaves were back in town. She goes sarcastically 'Yeah haven't you heard?' 
To which I reply something along the lines 'Then go buy yourself one, cause you sure as hell didn't birth yourself one.'
She's ofc already pissed as hell, saying that I have no right to talk to her that way and that she wouldn't tolerate any of the shit I'm saying to her. That I should learn respect yada yada yada
I tell her that her issue with me is not lack of respect but rather that she doesn't like the fact that I don't give a damn about it when she's not giving me the same back and treating me like I'm less than her. That the problem she has with me is that I am gonna talk back and not just tolerate every shitty thing she throws at my way. 

On the other hand,
She had to take care of an unruly toddler, a crying baby and a hormonal teen while she herself is going through some issues. I think she woke up with a headache but looked completely fine afterwards, we talked normally while we ate breakfast, before all this happened I had gone to use the bathroom and she asked me to hold the baby so she could also go to the bathroom and change her clothes, everything was fine up until she scoffed at me for studying and saying 'kinda'.
So Am I the asshole?

EVERYBODY

