My dad [38M] is marrying my ex-girlfriend [26F].

This is all such a mess and I really don’t know how I’m supposed to feel about it. For some backstory, my dad isn’t my biological father.

He and my egg donor started dating when I was 2 and got married when I was 4, and then got divorced when I was 16.

Honestly, I was far closer to my dad than I was to my egg donor, and my egg donor would regularly mistreat both of us.

After the divorce, he tried to stay in touch with me, but my egg donor purposely isolated him from me because she was so mad that he finally became confident enough in himself to escape from her.

As soon as I graduated from school when I was 21, I completely cut off contact with her and reached out to him again. Even though it had been over 5 years since we last spoke at that point, I was very happy to have in my life again.

My ex-girlfriend and I dated while I was in school. I was pretty lowkey about the relationship because I was pretty sure if my mom ever found out, she would also cut me off completely.

We started dating when I was 18 and dated for almost 3 years. I also never told my dad about her, since we broke up only a few months after we reconnected. He did comfort me through the breakup, but he never met her or really knew anything about her.

That brings us to last night. My dad and I have a standing dinner date for every other Wednesday, but we’ve both been busy for the last month, so I haven’t seen him since before Thanksgiving.

He told me that he would be bringing his girlfriend to tag along, and I have to admit that I was both sad because it wouldn’t be just the two of us like it normally is, but also excited to finally meet her.

Unfortunately, once I reach the restaurant, I’m absolutely floored to see my dad sitting there with my ex-girlfriend. I’m absolutely shocked to see them together, and when my dad introduces her to me, he introduces her as his fiance, and tells me that he wanted me to be the first to know.

Apparently they got engaged two weeks ago, but hadn’t told anyone except for her parents (who I’ve even met before). I must have had a shocked look on my face, because he starts going into this whole thing about how he knows that I might be uncomfortable with him dating a girl who’s so close in age to me and how the age gap concerned him too, especially because of my egg donor.

Well, I would never compare him to her. The entire time I was talking to him though, I was staring right at my ex-girlfriend in complete shock.

It ended up being way too weird for me, so I just told them that I needed to go after like 5 minutes. My dad texted me again today telling me how was so sorry to ambush me with that information, and that he was sorry that it came off the way it had.

He told me again that he understood if the age gap made me uncomfortable, but he hoped I didn’t think he was some kind of creep for dating a woman so much younger than him.

He then told me that he felt like he was truly happy for the first time in the last 20 years, and he hoped that I could come to accept this, even if it took me a long time.

I, on the other hand, am just completely lost. I’m pretty sure he doesn’t know that we dated, and I really don’t know whether or not I should tell him. I don’t have anyone to go to about this since he’s literally the person I would vent to normally, so I just decided to let it out here.

I looked over the prenuptial agreement, I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My fiancée, who I thought I knew so well, had refused to sign the agreement. She was adamant that she wanted protection only for her, and nothing for me.

It was a difficult situation, and one that had me feeling overwhelmed and unsure of how to proceed.

The prenup agreement was something my lawyer had insisted on, and while I had wanted to trust my fiancée, I had to think about my future. I had worked hard to accumulate assets and I wanted to make sure they were protected if anything happened.

We all know in Singapore there is only women’s charter no men charter.

I was also aware that marriage could be a risky business and wanted to ensure that I was protected in case of a divorce. I wanted to make sure that I was in a strong position, regardless of what happened.

My fiancée, however, seemed to think that the prenup was unnecessary. She argued that she had nothing to protect and that she loved me and didn’t want to worry about it. She said that she was in it for the long haul and that there was no need for a prenup.

I was torn. On one hand, I wanted to take her at her word and believe that she truly did love me and wanted to be with me for the long haul. On the other hand, I knew that it was important to protect myself financially. I was worried that if anything did happen, she would be able to walk away with my assets while I was left with nothing.

In the end, I decided to take a chance and trust that she really did love me. I agreed to her terms and we went ahead with the wedding without a prenup.

It’s been a few years now guess what, she wants to sue me for maintenance of some lifestyle bull.

My bf (34m) of 1 year asked for a break after argument with me (34f). Then got mad when I agreed

My bf and I had a silly argument over nonsense. After that he called me and said he wanted to take the next week and really think if he could have a healthy relationship with me and that we would meet up and talk about it in a week.

I respectfully agreed and told him to take as much time as he needed and left him alone. The next day he reaches out to “check on me”.

The following day he calls again asking to come over. He comes over and completely denied ever asking for a break saying he didn’t intend for it to come off that way he just needed time to think.

Now suspecting that he is playing games I told him I actually think taking a week to consider things is a good idea and we should honor the break and talk in a week. He agrees.

The next day he calls me and asks to come over and talk (disregarding the agreed break and no communication).

He comes over and says he doesn’t do breaks and if it’s a break I want then we should just end things. I was so caught off guard I just did fine. And he got up and left.

Thoughts?

 I was on my first date with a girl I had met the week before at a party. We had hit it off, and I was really looking forward to our date.

Little did I know that this date would take a strange turn when she asked me if I have chest hair. I was a little taken aback, as this isn’t something that usually comes up on a first date.

She went on to explain that she only dates men with chest hair. She said she likes the feeling of a bear and that it makes her feel safe and secure.

I had to admit, I found her preference strange. I mean, it’s not like chest hair is a prerequisite for a good relationship or anything. I also wondered how she had figured out that I was a guy without chest hair. It seemed like an odd thing to bring up on a first date.

Still, I was curious. I asked her why chest hair was so important to her. She told me that she just found it attractive. She said it made a man look more masculine and that it gave her a sense of security.

I had to admit, I found her explanation interesting. I had never thought of chest hair in that way before.

I also couldn’t help but feel a bit of pressure to meet her standards. I mean, I had no idea if I even had chest hair or not. I had never really paid attention to it before.

But I decided that I wasn’t going to let this one thing ruin our date. I decided to just go with it and see where things went.

So, I asked her what she would do if I didn’t have chest hair. She said she would still give me a chance, but that she would still prefer it if I had chest hair.

In my mind, “You want me to shave my cat and glue some on my chest anot?”

I was relieved to hear that she wasn’t completely against the idea of dating me without chest hair. But I still couldn’t help but feel a little weird about the whole thing.

At the end of the date, I thanked her for the honest conversation and wished her a good night. But I still couldn’t help but think about the chest hair thing. I had never been on a date before where someone had asked me such a personal question.

It made me wonder if this girl was really serious about only dating men with chest hair. Was this a deal breaker for her? Or was she just curious?

I decided that I wouldn’t let this stop me from getting to know her better. After all, everyone has their own preferences. And I was willing to give it a shot.

I was just a regular office worker at a mid-sized enterprise, providing support to the various departments within the company. As with most office jobs, it was mundane and uneventful. That is, until one fateful day when our boss decided to hire all foreign workers.

At first, I was excited about the prospect of working with people from different countries and cultures. I was looking forward to learning about different perspectives and gaining new insights. Little did I know the situation was about to take a turn for the worse.

Soon after the foreign workers were hired, I started to notice a shift in the atmosphere in the office. They would talk in their own language and mock us when we tried to understand them. We were also excluded from their conversations and decisions. It was like they had formed a gang and were trying to take control of the office.

Things got worse when they threatened to mass resign if their demands were not met. This was a clear attempt to blackmail the boss and the management. They demanded for higher pay, better working conditions and better benefits.

The management was left with no choice but to agree to their demands. However, this decision resulted in the rest of us being treated unfairly. We were given fewer raises, our hours were cut and we were no longer given the same benefits as the foreign workers.

The situation was so bad that I and several of my colleagues decided to take action. We met with the boss and demanded that he treat us fairly. We told him that we were not going to accept this injustice and that we would all resign if he did not change his ways.

Fortunately, our boss saw the error of his ways and agreed to treat us fairly. He gave us better pay, better working conditions and better benefits. He also promised to hire more local workers and give us more opportunities.

Overall, it was a difficult experience but it taught me a valuable lesson. I learned that no one should be treated unfairly, regardless of their background or nationality. I also learned that it is important to stand up for yourself and fight for your rights.

The experience also made me appreciate the importance of diversity in the workplace. It is important to have different perspectives and to have people from different backgrounds. This can help foster innovation, creativity and collaboration.

In the end, I am glad that we were able to stand up for ourselves and make a difference. It was a difficult situation but it was worth it in the end. I am also glad that our boss was willing to change and to treat us fairly.

A man at work has some sort of crush on me and it makes me so uncomfortable. i feel like im constantly being observed

i am a young woman (under 25). ive been working at an unnamed company for about 6 months. a few weeks in, once i started getting used to peoples’ names and faces who aren’t in my department, i started to notice that one guy in particular would always show up to the break room 10-15 seconds after me and try to strike up a conversation. he’s a nice guy, a little shy and a little awkward, but overall he seems sweet. Our jobs have nothing to do with each other and there is no reason why we should have to talk about anything work related. to be honest, i didnt even know his name until about four months in.

for a while, i would chat with him for a minute or so while making coffee, but it has always just been pretty awkward but friendly small talk. My desk is at the very back of an open plan office that seats about 80 or so people. there is no exit near me, so he never has any reason to come by my desk, but i have to walk past his department in order to get to the break room, restroom and exit. at least 85% of the time i go to get some water or go get coffee he shows up and tries to talk to me. whenever i work from home on office days (hybrid workplace), he’ll make a comment about how i wasn’t in the office (my desk is not at all visible from his. you would have to go out of your way to see whether im at my desk or not.). one time i literally jumped and screamed (startled) on the way to work bc i looked up from my phone and he was standing less than a foot away from me, ready to walk to the office together.

its gotten to the point where i feel like he’s watching me all the time when im in the office. sometimes i think im crazy and just being vain and presumptuous, but i can literally see his head turn to watch me walk by every time i walk past his desk. i cant really say anything about either because he only ever says “hey, hows it going, how was your weekend, looks like they got new coffee pods”, etc. For all intents and purposes, we’ve only had completely normal (albeit really awkward and increasingly non-reciprocated) conversations. ive started speed running my water breaks in the hopes that i manage to leave the break room before he gets there (i rarely do). i was trying to be friendly and professional at first but now i just want this man to leave me alone. im considering keeping a ledger of every time he’s followed me to the break room just so i can have some objective measure of frequency in case this ever becomes more of a serious issue. ive become increasingly colder with him and ive even started wearing big headphones around the office so i can pretend not to hear him when he comes up to me. i have given him no reason to believe that im interested. i have never given him any encouragement and yet he keeps following me around the office.

again, hes never actually said anything creepy or done anything i could actually confront him or complain about. its just enough to make me constantly uncomfortable while still being subtle enough to make me feel like im crazy and overreacting. i just had to complain about this. i understand that he’s probably well intentioned and just wants to get to know me. but for the love of god, if anyone reading this has a crush on someone in their office, do NOT do this.

I hate Valentine’s Day. I know it’s a big holiday for some people and that’s great for them – but for me, it’s just another day.

I usually try to avoid it altogether, but this year, I decided to make dinner reservations at a nice restaurant for my girlfriend.

Unfortunately, I quickly realized that the restaurant had jacked up their prices for the holiday.

We were looking at paying almost double for the same food we’d get any other day. I was so angry. It felt like the restaurant was trying to take advantage of people’s romantic feelings and wallets.

I decided not to go to the restaurant. I told my girlfriend that I didn’t want to pay double for the same meal and that I wanted to avoid the holiday altogether. She was a bit disappointed but she understood. We ended up ordering a pizza and staying in instead.

I know that some restaurants offer special Valentine’s Day menus and that’s great. But it’s different when they just jack up their prices and don’t offer anything extra. It’s not like the food is better quality or that they’re providing any extra services. It’s just a way to make more money off of people who are feeling romantic.

I understand why restaurants do this. It’s a great way to increase their profits and make some extra money. But it doesn’t feel good to be taken advantage of. It’s especially frustrating when you know that other people are paying the same price for the same meal – just because it’s Valentine’s Day.

I’m not alone in feeling this way. I’ve talked to a lot of other people who feel the same way. We all feel like restaurants should be more respectful of customers, regardless of what day it is. We think it’s wrong to take advantage of people who are feeling sentimental and romantic.

At the end of the day, I’m glad I didn’t end up going to the restaurant. I’m sure it would have been nice, but I would have felt taken advantage of. I’m glad I stuck to my guns and chose to avoid the holiday altogether. It’s the only way I can be sure I’m not getting taken advantage of.