rSlash - r/AITA I Think Her Stepdad is a Pe*o

Episode Date: March 7, 2026

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And people, when given the best AI platform, they're freed up to do the fulfilling work they want to do. To see how ServiceNow puts AI to work for people, visit servicenow.com. Welcome to R-slash-M-I-the-butthole. where O.P.'s friend might be attracted to newborn children. Am I the butthole for saying, I don't want my girlfriend's friend around my newborn son anymore? I'm a recently new father of a one-month-old and loving every second of it. Everything is absolutely perfect and going a lot smoother than I expected.

However, something isn't sitting right with me, and I can't tell if I'm overreacting or whether I'm valid in my worry. So plenty of people come over to visit, and normally everything's fine with no issues whatsoever. Eventually, another one of my girlfriend's friends came over to meet my son. He comes over, and it all seems fine, nothing out of the ordinary, until my girlfriend says, He needs changing. I say, sure thing, I'm on it. I pick up my son and bring him over to the changing mat.

Then the friend says this, I can't wait to watch you change his nappy. There's an awkward silence. And my girlfriend laughs it off and says, You're such a weirdo. I get this immense sinking feeling in my gut, and I immediately feel so worried. I didn't know what to do,

as I couldn't just suddenly say, he doesn't need changing anymore, and it's also an open plan room layout. I huddle over my son, making absolutely sure that he can't see my son from the angle that he was at. And as I'm changing him, the guy stands up and walks over to try to look at my son.

I instantly put a new diaper on. I'm not sure whether he saw anything or not. I act casual and hand him over to my girlfriend and sit next to her to make sure he doesn't get close to my son. I pretend everything is fine until he leaves and I tell my girlfriend that I'm not comfortable with him coming over again. She asks why and I refer to the comment he made. She's incredibly blasé about it and says, oh, he says weird stuff all the time. I think he's just a bit autistic. I tell her that. I tell her that. I tell her that. I'm not. I tell her that. I'm not. I tell her that. I'm not. I tell her that. I'm. I'm not. I'm a it's my choice as well on who gets to see my son and he really creeped me out. She then says I'm being dramatic and just brushes it off. I'm completely lost on what to do. Am I the butthole for wanting to be cautious and did I overreact? I'm just so confused and don't really know what I can and can't do. I feel like it's a really weird thing to think, let alone say, and the tone was just bizarre. It wasn't a kind of, oh, I can't wait to see you change it, although I still think it's a strange statement. I just had this weird feeling and I don't know how to handle the situation. Down in the comments, we have this story from Farmhouse Rules. Not the butthole. Something similar happened to me.

My sister-in-law and her husband were at our home and when bedtime came, he asked to put on my son's PJs. Instant mommy radar alert. No way was he going to do that, so I told him no. Years later, he molested his own son. your guts. O.P. as a fellow dad, I am a thousand percent on your side. If you get the creepy hebe-jeebies, even if there's absolutely no evidence to back it up, then you need to act on your instincts. Am I the butthole because I was yelled at today by a male co-worker and I clapped back? I'm part of a team of six developers, and I'm the only woman on the team. We have several teams, and I get along well with everyone. I'm usually thought of as nice to everyone and

someone who jokes around. I've heard several co-workers tell me that they enjoy working with me. Today, I got into an altercation with one of my male co-workers. He's stubborn and is known to have outbursts at people, especially if we don't do exactly as he wants us to. He seems to struggle with nuances and gets mad at you if you don't solve something code-related in the way that pleases him. He's been working at this company for over 10 years, whereas I've been here for a year, so there's that. I've never been micromanaged by someone as much as him, and he's not even my manager or boss. So I was handed a document with descriptions of how certain software components in our code base is intended to work. Some of the descriptions are newly revised, so I have to rewrite the code

to fit the new description. The descriptions were unclear, so I decided to email the engineer who had written the document. He's very well versed in the system design of these components. We'll call him Matthew. As I was typing my email, my male co-worker exploded and was yelling, I know these things. You should ask me. Stop bothering Matthew. I'm usually cold in these situations and don't really care about his outbursts. But this one really caught me due to the usage of the word bothering. I was typing a two-sentence email, and he made it sound like I was sending Matthew hundreds of emails. I looked back and responded, I'm sorry, are you my or something. I'm emailing him because I want his explanation since he wrote the document.

And my coworker responded by saying, you're so rude. That's so rude of you. And I was like, yeah, then go and cry about it. When I said those last words, the entire landscape went quiet. Usually no one stands up to this coworker, and he's having angry outbursts without anyone stepping in. And this is the first time I stood up for myself. Did I do something wrong in the situation? Like, is it normal to have these outbursts at a coworker? I'm second-guessing myself all the time, but I really feel like he's the unreasonable one. So no, it is not reasonable to have these outbursts. I've personally never seen this type of outburst in person. I think it's extremely unprofessional. So this guy definitely had no right to talk to you like that. But once he does,

he opens the door for clapbacks. So if he's going to be harsh to you, you have every right to be harsh back to him. So this is an easy zero out of five butthole. This guy is unprofessional and deserves to be humbled. Am I the butthole for telling a kid at the sleepover to stop acting like a brat? My son had to sleepover on Sunday. It was him and three of his friends. My wife is out of town, so breakfast Monday morning was me, the four of them, and my daughter. I didn't want to make breakfast for six people, so I ordered a catering box from a breakfast place the night before. It came with 12 bagels, three types of cream cheese, butter, sliced onions, cucumbers, and tomatoes. I figured that was plenty of food for six people.

Monday morning I picked up the box. I'd selected six plain bagels, three onion, and three everything bagels. But you also get one extra bagel that you can't pick. They gave us a sesame seed bagel. When I got home, I called everyone downstairs, and my daughter got there first. I told her to take a bagel. She took the sesame one and started putting butter on it. When the boys came down, one of my son's friend asked why there weren't any more sesame bagels.

I said there was only one. He asked why she got it. I said, because she came downstairs first? He said that wasn't fair. I said there are plenty of bagels. Just take one. He asked why I only ordered one sesame bagel. I said, I didn't.

It was extra. He asked why I didn't order any. And I said I didn't realize they were so popular. This kid kept going on and. on about how I wanted a sesame bagel, and it wasn't fair that my daughter got one and he didn't, since he's a guest. At this point, my daughter is already eating the bagel, so this is purely a theoretical conversation now. I said to the kid to just pick a bagel. He said he didn't want a plain bagel or an onion bagel or an everything bagel. I said that a plain bagel is just a sesame

bagel without the sesame seeds. He said that didn't make any sense. He asked me to go back and get him a sesame bagel. I told the kid to stop acting like a brat and eat the bagel or go to school without breakfast. He said I had to feed him and I can't call him a brat. I said, I have fed him. I can't make him eat. He literally put a scoop of cream cheese on his napkin and ate it with a butter knife just to prove a point. After pickup that day, his mom called to get my side of the story. I told her what happened and said she couldn't believe I called her kid a brat and let him go to school hungry. She said I should have ordered enough food for everyone. But there was plenty of food.

There were four bagels left over after breakfast. So there was plenty for everyone. There were cucumbers he could have eaten with his cream cheese. He had options. She said I still had no right to call him a brat. I said I only said he was acting like a brat, which he was. She was mad and said she was going to be. going to talk to my wife when she gets home.

That's a weird threat, but have fun. Am I the butthole or is this kid a brat? O.P., this kid is definitely a brat, and I can see where he gets it from. You're giving these kids a free lunch and he's getting his panties in a twist

because he doesn't have sesame seeds. Like, what was even the point of the kid eating cream cheese by itself? How is that supposed to stick it to O.P.? No, don't eat a glob of cream cheese. Like, why would O.P. care? This kid's stupid, stupid, and a brat. OP, you get zero out of five buttholes.

I'm giving the brat one out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for expecting a girl to get off a treadmill in the gym? The gym I go to doesn't have a lot of treadmills, and I recently started running. I went to the gym with my partner last night, and all the treadmills were in use. I used some weight machines to start, then went back to the treadmills. I noticed there was a girl just sitting on the treadmill while her friend was using the treadmill next to her. She'd been there for at least 15 minutes not using it. So I went up and asked if she was planning on using it.

She said she was with her friend, but I said she can sit next to her friend's machine instead of taking up machines from people who want to use them. She shrugged her shoulders and refused to move. A woman comes over and asks what's happening, so I explain it. She said that she's the girl's mother and that I shouldn't be telling her daughter to move. I just said her daughter shouldn't be taking up machines that she has no intention. attention abusing. She said that her daughter feels like sitting there, and if she wants to do that, she's not doing anything wrong. I just said, I can see where her daughter gets her entitlement from.

She said that I was out of order for commenting on her parenting. But I just said that she should be a better parent if she can't handle any criticism. A member of staff came over, and when I explained what was going on, he asked the daughter to move off the treadmill or leave the gym. My girlfriend said that maybe I shouldn't have argued with the mother, but I don't see how I did anything wrong. O.P., you're justified, but next time, don't bother arguing with entitled people. Just go straight to the staff and have them kick off the entitled people. Am I the butthole for blowing up at my parents for something my adult sister did? I'm a 26-year-old woman, and I have a sister Amy, who's 28, who's always had a difficult relationship with food. She was bullied as a kid and turned to food for

comfort. As an adult, she still struggles with self-control, especially around things that she finds appetizing. Our parents have never set boundaries with her around food, and that's carried into adulthood. She currently lives with them, and they do all the grocery shopping and cooking. My husband, who's 28, recently had a birthday, and I planned a surprise party. I sent him out of the house for a few hours so I could set up and ask my parents to come help. I specifically ask them not to bring Amy because setting up involved putting out snacks, drinks, and a homemade cake with frosting. They showed up with Amy anyway, saying that it wouldn't be fair to exclude her. I gave her a few small tasks and specifically asked her not to touch any of the food until guests arrived. But I was

too busy to keep a constant eye on her. At one point, I went into the kitchen and found Amy with the fridge open, eating the frosting out of the mixing bowl. She had eaten nearly half of the it. As soon as she saw me, she burst into tears and said that she only meant to try a little, but couldn't stop. My parents heard us and came in. My mom said that it wasn't that big of a deal, since the cake was untouched and still had enough frosting for a crumb coat. But I had planned to do specific cake decorations, and now there wasn't enough frosting. I didn't have the time or ingredients to make more. My dad suggested going to the store to buy a tub of pre-made frosting, saying it was the same thing. I explained that my husband tries to avoid a lot of the ingredients found in store

bought frosting and wouldn't want that. My dad said to just not tell him since he wouldn't even know the difference. That suggestion was super frustrating to me. I told my parents that they couldn't convince me that this was no big deal and that they had allowed this by not setting boundaries with Amy's binge eating and by bringing her to set up. They told me to back off and be more sensitive to my sister and that it wasn't her fault. I responded by saying that I was more angry at them, because at least Amy felt bad while they were trying to downplay the situation. They got upset and said that it wasn't fair to blame them for Amy's choices, and that she was an adult, and they can't control her. They also said they were trying to help by giving suggestions, and that I was being stubborn by shutting

all them down. They ended up leaving, and now they're giving me the silent treatment, even though Amy's apologize for eating the frosting. Am I the butthole for involving them in this? O.P., your family is super frustrating. I got actually frustrated reading this. I could feel my heart rate, raise a little bit. This feels like an R-slash entitled parents post. O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes. Everyone else gets two out of five buttholes. That was R-slash, am I the butthole. And if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day. Getting ready for a game means being ready for anything.

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