I was on a holiday with my husband in Bangkok and I told him I will be at the Spa, he said does not like massages and said that he will rest in the room.

So after about 2 hours I went back.

I caught him

As I walked into the hotel room, I couldn’t believe my eyes. There, on the bed, was my husband, tangled up with another woman. I felt a mix of anger and hurt wash over me as I stared at the scene in front of me.

I had suspected for a while that my husband was cheating on me, but I never had any concrete evidence. I confronted him about it multiple times, but he always denied it, telling me that I was being paranoid and that he loved me.

But now, here he was, caught red-handed. I didn’t know what to do. Part of me wanted to storm out of the room and never speak to him again. But another part of me felt like I needed to get to the bottom of this and figure out what was going on.

I decided to take a deep breath and try to remain calm. I walked over to the bed and stood there, staring at my husband and the other woman. They both looked shocked and embarrassed, but I didn’t care.

“What the hell is going on here?”

My husband stammered and tried to come up with an excuse, but I cut him off.

“Save it,” I said. “I don’t want to hear any more of your lies. I’m done with this. I’m done with you.”

I grabbed my luggage and turned to leave, but not before taking a photo of the two of them in bed together. I didn’t know what I was going to do with it, but I figured it might come in handy later.

As I stormed out of the hotel room, I felt a mix of emotions. I was angry at my husband for cheating on me, but I was also heartbroken and devastated. How could he do this to me? How could he throw away our marriage for some fling?

I didn’t know what the future held, but I knew that I couldn’t stay with him. I was going to have to figure out how to move on and start a new life without him. It wasn’t going to be easy, but I was determined to do whatever it took to get through this difficult time.

Happened about a week ago. A few colleagues and I were talking during our lunch break and just chilling a bit and somehow we got on the topic of feet and how some people think they’re hot.

Without thinking, I made a comment like “yeah idk why but I think feet are kinda hot”. Of course it got a few laughs and some of my colleagues started to probe more and disturb me but it wasn’t a big deal.

One of my female colleagues who sits in the cubicle diagonally in front of me at the office was also there, heard it and started giggling to herself.

She comes in the next day and literally slides her shoes off and starts wiggling her toes and rubbing them on her legs and such.

She also angled her chair in such a way where I have a full view of her feet.

The only time she puts them back on is when she gets up from her desk and every time she walks pass my cubicle after doing all the foot action, she would look at me and wink at me.

She also started to make comments complimenting my foot for example she would say come and tell me how ‘big’ they are and would say that she wonder how my toes look like.

She also asked me if I would like to go to her condo for a swim one day which clearly is a pretext of seeing my feet.

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He(38m) has been my(29f) friend for quite some time now, and I met him a few months back, when I broke my leg and he was the doctor who did my surgery. We started speaking a few days after the surgery and I knew he was married, and I always kept my distance.

He told me one fine day that he wished I hugged him, and my immediate response was “one thing may lead to another…” Although I was hesitant, he told me one day how things weren’t going great with his wife(35f) how he’s been married to her for 2.5 yrs and they haven’t had ‘did it’ since their wedding night and how frustrating it feels to be avoided by wife.

He joked about how he’s been a virgin for 2.5 years and I laughed at him at first. The thing is I really am one. Fast forward the entire thing, we started meeting up outside, then he slowly started wanting me come to his place to give him company and sometimes a hug. Then he kissed me and I was really bothered. Didn’t express anything at the time.

However, a few weeks later, I started longing to see him again and this time kiss him. Goodness I tell you, the both of us managed not to ‘do it’ for at least 3 months and today it happened.

I met him, cuz he was upset I haven’t been visiting him and we kept having a fight over the phone , so I decided to just give him a hug and be back home immediately. Things didn’t go according to plan and now we both feel terrible besides the fact that I gave my first time to him, there was nothing interesting about the ‘deed’.

And it hurts because he was not very experienced as well.

I came back home and went to read an article on “what should a woman do if she slept with a married man” and it says “leave. For the sake of your sanity and self respect. He’s not going to leave his wife.”

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A few days ago i was in a very crowded hawker center during lunch time and saw a round table (5-6 seats) choped by one plastic bag with some books inside.

I was already carrying my food and my bag waiting to find seats so I ended up sitting there, thinking that its a large table, they wont mind to share.

Then as i’m eating, this person came by and asked me to leave, saying that they have 3 person and need to use the entire table. I ask her if she is fine with sharing table since there are more than 3 seats, then she replied me saying that they wanna sit separately?

which I’m slightly confused by her words so i ignored that sentence. then she raises her voice and question me if iIm Singaporean, and if I know that singaporeans are entitled to chope seats in hawker center with their stuff.

which brings me back to the question. are we entitled to chope a large table with random stuff like tissue pack or plastic bag?

if its a large group of people going to the hawker centre, why wont they let one person to just sit there and chope seats while others go buy food?

when im going out to eat with friends, if there are more than 2 of us, we always ask one person to find seats while we buy food for them, and i always assume this is the common etiquette that we follow here.

Netizen comments

• Absolute nonsense. The entitlement, ffs.
• The ‘chope’ culture is stupid. Sorry but if you put one tissue packet I will just throw away and use the seat.
• I hate it too. Just share the seat already. Ignore the person sitting if you have to, its hard enough to get a seat as is. I really hate that our culture created this behaviour, and even more that it was needed in the first place.

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GF (24f) will be cohabiting with me (29m) soon and had just told her family about me. I’ll be having brunch with her parents soon but her brothers invited me over for beers at a bar tonight to get to know me.

Started off very formal with intros and us just getting to know each other.

They weren’t very friendly and just and pretty much just grilled me for over 2 hours about how we met with her interning at my office, why we’re moving in together, blah blah blah.

Finally got to a place where we’re just talking about current events and our lives.

Several beers later and they’re finally starting to loosen up and we’re having a nice friendly banter going. One of her brothers starts talking about his ex and some of her harder appetites.

In my drunken stupor I said “yeah man that’s nothing some girls really love for you to push them to their limits” so he laughed and asked what I meant and I said “ehh it’ll be weird if you guys know about that”.

We were all quiet and just looking at our drinks for like 45 seconds as they digested what I said and I’m realizing how stupid I am.

Whatever friendliness we were working up to is gone but now there’s this tense awkwardness. I offered to get the entire bill, they didn’t even thank me, and then we went our separate ways.

GF is staying over tonight and she asked me how it went because her family is super protective of her.

I told her what I said and she went white as a ghost.

She’s still in disbelief over how stupid I am and said we’ll talk about it tomorrow.

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I have a classmate back in my schooling days who always comes to school and goes back straight right after school ends.

He does not attend any CCA as well at all.

Even when we have to do group work, we would always have to go to his house to do it.

Whenever we asked him out to go to town or even to study, he would always say that he cannot make it.

At that time, he shared that this was the instructions of his father.

He was like a caged bird, only allowed to stay at home.

We caught up recently, and he shared the real reason

I caught up with him recently and jokingly asked him how come he could come out all of a sudden and he shared with me the real reason why he was not allowed outside in the past.

He said that back in the day, his father used to worked a job which would easily offend a lot of people and he was quite well known in the circle.

He shared that in some heated arguments with the people that he was dealing with in his job, they would often tell him to ‘watch out’ for his back and his family’s back.

Out of concerned for his safety, his dad had only allowed him to go to school for fear that these people would really take revenge on him.

He also said that whenever he asked why, his dad would always tell him not to probe so much and be quiet.

It was only until his dad left the job that he found out that his dad was actually trying to protect him and now that he is grown up and the ‘situation’ then already died down, he was allowed to go out like a normal human being.

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A friend of mine recently told me that her mother took away her degree and insisted that she would only give her the degree back when she has paid her mother back for the loan she took from the mother to pay for her degree.

She said that ever since she completed her final exams of her degree, her mother has been going after her asking her for her loan repayment plan.

After returning home from her graduation ceremony, her mother took her degree away from her and locked it up in the safe in her room, telling her to pay up for the loan before she can get her degree back.

She has tried explaining to her mother that without the degree cert, she is unable to show her job interviewers the prove of her degree but her mother won’t buy it.

She told her mother that without a job, she could not repay the study loan she took for her degree back to her but her mother simply just told her that if she has no job, she can always go and drive Grab to earn the money to pay her back.

My friend has not yet found a job also but it is not as if she is not trying as there are many others also with a degree vying for jobs and they have their certs to show at the interviews which adds to their advantage if the employer is looking at the degree before considering to hire.

I also asked her to show her transcript instead but because her results are sub par, she said that she would rather just show her degree cert.

How can I help my friend convince her mother to give her back her degree cert so that she can go for interviews with it?

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I have always loved green and have almost everything green.

Be it wallet, bag, colour of my room, shoes and clothing, it will always be green.

Serving NS was one of the happier times in my life as well as most of the items were green and I get to wear green most of the time.

Most of the time when I go out, I would also wear green.

I have these two closer friends, a Chinese guy and a Malay guy and we go way back from our Secondary school days.

They have always made fun of me and my love of green.

Whenever they see something Green they would call out my name and say that it belongs to me or that it is me for example the common green dustbin you see under your HDB block.

There was once where they saw me wear a green top which I owned for about two years back when I was 10 kg lighter, they started calling me ‘Ba Zhang’ and ‘Ketupat’ because it looked small and tight on me.

From that day onwards, these two food, ‘Ba Zhang’ and ‘Ketupat’ has been my nick name.

I’m sharing this not because I feel offended by it but I just feel that we should all embrace and love ourselves no matter what and who we are.

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