TASK DEFINITION: Given a post that is a real-life anecdote of a complex ethical situation and an associated claim about its type, verify if the claim is true or not. The claim asks if the posts are historical or hypothetical. The posts are "HISTORICAL" when the author has already done something and they are "HYPOTHETICAL" when the author is considering doing something in the future. Say 'yes' if the claim is true otherwise say 'no'
PROBLEM: CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : Read before basing it off the title, but I use Depop as a source of clothing to buy.
Well, I came across this goregous Levi strauss Windbreaker with faux fur inside. Only 33£+ shipping. I message him because he has to give me a shipping price and I messaged him on Tuesday. Get back to me around 4 hours later and says he will get back to me about it, but ask for my whereabouts. I give him my address, yadda yadda, and he goes silent again. Ended up being that way until Wednesday. Saying he can get it today. Well He is in Cornwall UK, so its already Thursday for him in the evening and I haven't heard a word for him.
Typically, I would just buy another item, but I still want to have enough to buy another sweater (hot pink champion sweater. Its cold, sweater season).
So I don't want to buy something else and not have enough for the Levi piece. 


I texted him quite a bit just asking and seeing if he can get me the price. And that I am really interested.

AITA for continously contacting him?

Keep in mind too, these items are discounted already so the other items I am interested in aren't a supply. Usually a one time buy.


SOLUTION: no

PROBLEM: CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : this may be a bit long, and I’m on mobile, tl;dr at the bottom, etc. etc.

so I went into a roommate situation basically blind last fall. when I met one of the other girls, we clicked hard and became fast friends. we would pull all nighters together for school, we went out a lot, made dinner together, all that.

I noticed at first that she was kind of hard to be around — fast talker, constantly rambling about something (mostly boys ugh) and here’s the kicker: she always made everything about herself. whenever I would want to talk about something, she always found a way to make it about her. at first, I thought it was charming how she had such a boisterous personality, but after about a month or two I had to ask her to give me some space physically. I mean she wanted to do *everything* together.

she was also the type of person who would compare traumas, e.g. if I was having a bad day, she would basically say “well my parents abused me so I’m having a worse day” or “oh you feel sad? Imagine how I feel, my parents don’t love me!” which made me feel like my emotions were invalid..

I was hospitalized for mental health reasons and she did a lot for me as a friend and roommate. I won’t deny that she was a good friend. and for all the times I sat and listened to her rambling about boys, drove her to class, cooked for her, etc. I thought I was a good friend to her too.

I moved home for mental health reasons and we drift apart a bit. Then one day out of the blue she starts texting me again, and it was like 15-20 texts at a time talking about whatever was going on in her life. this is when I realized that being her friend was too emotionally draining for me.

again, I told her I needed some space. she said fine (by sending 10+ messages) and reminded me that she cares and other nice things.

then she texts me again, so I ask her for space, again.

the next day, same shit. I ask her for some space again.

this time, she says “you know what, whoshebe? I’m gonna tell you off now”. and she proceeds to send me 100+ messages telling me about how I’m a horrible person, my family doesn’t love me, I’m a mess and no one will ever love me, all of these hurtful remarks that, as intended, make me feel like shit.

there were a few times where I wasn’t the best friend to her, but she met me at the lowest point I’ve ever been in in life so I didn’t have much friendship to give.

I feel like an asshole for hurting her, but she knows I’m suicidal and decided to go on a horrible rant insulting me anyway. so, AITA?

TL;DR a fast friend of mine decided to randomly be extremely mean to me after I asked for some space

SOLUTION: yes

PROBLEM: CLAIM : The following post is HISTORICAL. POST : So to set the background, after 4 decades of having jacked teeth and being that guy who only does closed lipped smiles, I decided to get InvisAlign this year (for those who don’t know what that is, it’s clear “plates” that are put over your teeth and switched out every few weeks - They do the work of braces but are nearly invisible).  I’m paying for this out of pocket, as my dental insurance won’t cover it, but I have an opportunity to do so, and luckily I have the means this year to get it done.

I went in last week for my initial appointment, where they use this giant pen device to take a 3D model of your teeth for creating the plates. The first hygienist (we’ll call her H1) takes your typical oral x-rays, before leading me into a chair where I’ll get this scan done.

Hygienist 2 (H2), is in there and starts going doing my scan, with H1 looking over her shoulder. During this scan (which takes a while as they’re going through each tooth, H2 is asking a lot of questions of H1, such as “How do you get the angle for that tooth?” And “So, when the color is green, what does that mean? And what about red?”.  In the meantime, I’m just laying back and listening with my mouth wide open.

Next, H1 asks H2 “Yeah, I’m really supposed to learn how to do this.  Hey, do you mind if I do the upper quadrants?” H2 proceeds to say “Sure!” and continues work on the bottom row. Now, during this whole exchange, no one has said a damn word to me to ask if I’m OK being the guinea pig, or if there’s any risk the plates might come out wrong, etc either costing me time, money, pain, or all three.

So we get to the upper set and H2 is ready to pass the baton, at which point I mention I’m not so sure I’m comfortable with it. Again, it seemed from my layman’s position in the chair listening in, that H1 (who seems extremely nice, mind you), may not even know how to turn the damn thing on from her questions never mind operate it properly.

H2 tells me not to worry about and continues, as does H1 but she seems a bit pissed and mentions she’s been a hygienist for decades. Now I’m starting to feel a bit guilty - Is this brain dead simple and foolproof and I’m being overly cautious? I mentioned (trying to help) that if someone explained how it couldn’t “mess up” and/ or asked me first I probably would have been OK, but that didn’t seem to matter.

I’m torn in being a bit pissed that I’m paying (a lot of) cash and that’s not to provide on-the-job training, but I wonder also if I was simply nervous and being overly cautious.  Am I the asshole here?

SOLUTION:
yes

