rSlash - r/AITA I'm Dumping My Boyfriend Over an Evil Prank

Episode Date: July 19, 2025

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Welcome to r slash am I the butthole where OP gives her roommates precious family heirlooms to goodwill. Am I the butthole for donating my roommate's family heirloom to goodwill? I'm a 22 year old woman and I've posted here about my 24 year old female roommate before. She's always had issues contributing to the household, including buying things like toilet paper, dish soap, laundry detergent, etc. She also rarely does her dishes promptly or takes out the trash or other household chores, and struggles to pay utilities on time. Sometimes I even have to hound her for the rent.

I felt bad at first because clearly she wasn't equipped to live alone, but I quickly got frustrated and became short with her. We were friends at first, but not so much anymore after I've had to put up with her for this long. Our year-long lease ended, and we've been living month to month since then. Eventually, she got a boyfriend. He lived with his parents, but that hasn't stopped her from spending most of her time at their house.

I started seeing her less and less. A couple of days into May, I hadn't seen her for maybe two weeks. I texted and called her to see when she was going to pay her share of the rent, which was due on the 5th, but she basically ghosted me. I got in contact with her mom and eventually my roommate reached out to say that she's staying with her boyfriend's family for now and doesn't think that she should be expected to pay rent for somewhere she's not staying. I kindly asked if that meant that she should be expected to pay rent for somewhere she's not staying. I kindly asked if that meant that she'd be moving out, but she didn't respond.

I paid rent myself, which was a huge unexpected expense. After that, I decided I was done. I texted her over the course of May and June asking her to move her stuff out, but she didn't respond to me. Her mom kept promising me that her daughter would take care of it, but she never once got back to me. After July started, I recruited a couple of friends to help me pack the stuff up in her room and donated most of it to Goodwill and the Salvation Army.

I also asked the landlord to change the locks, which he did. The other evening, she finally shows up and is mad that the locks have been changed. I told her she's not living here and doesn't pay rent, so she has no reason to enter the apartment. She got even more upset and said that she was never moving out, she was just staying with him for the time being. She told me the situation didn't work out, so she planned to come back and live here again. I told her that she was already off the lease, and it's my rental now. She started crying and said that she had nowhere else to go, and I felt really bad. Oh man, she asked if she could at least get some of her stuff.

She needed some clean clothes and a shower. I told her that because she never told me she was coming back or made plans to move her stuff out, I donated everything that was in her room unless it looked precious or expensive and stored the rest of it in her closet. She completely freaked out and threatened to call the police on me. She was inconsolable. She cried about how I even donated her dead grandmother's wedding dress, which had been in a special box somewhere in her room. I apologize profusely because I did feel really bad, but it all could have been avoided if she had tried to communicate with me. Am I the butthole?

This is kind of tough. On the one hand, it is a scummy move to give away someone else's stuff that's not yours. It's not quite theft, but it's similar. But on the other hand, exactly how far is OP expected to go to return these goods to the roommate? She's supposed to hire a private investigator, team up with an elf and a dwarf, and go off on a grand adventure like Fellowship of the Ring trying to hunt down this ghosting roommate? I think OP is fairly comfortably in the clear here, especially since more than 30 days passed OP got ghosted for most of May all of June and then the roommate came back in July I think that was storage units if you don't pay for 30 days, then the storage people just sell your stuff

So I feel pretty comfortable giving you zero out of five buttholes OP I'm giving the other roommate 0 out of 5 buttholes, OP. I'm giving the other roommate 1 out of 5 buttholes. I can't feel that sorry for her because if all this stuff was irreplaceable, important family heirlooms, then why would you entrust it to a stranger that you've been pissing off? Am I the butthole for asking a neighbor to move their little farm stand because people are stealing from my garden? My neighbor set up one of those pantries slash farm stands where people can take

items that they grew in their garden. Pantry stuff, donated stuff, etc. In theory, it's a great idea, especially in a time when life in America sucks and people are struggling to make ends meet, my family included. The problem is that people started coming into MY yard to pick things in MY garden. I've put up signs saying not to do it, I installed a rabbit fence around the garden. I've angled the tarp so that you can't see what's there from the road. People just hold their kids over the fence to pick tomatoes and beans or jump it. I ended up getting into an argument with the lady over it. I yelled, hey, stop, those are not for you to take.

She told her kid to move faster and then tried to run away. I caught up to her and asked her what the eff her problem was and she turned it into, how dare you swear in front of my child? Why are you so angry? Are you really that upset over a couple of tomatoes? I said, I am upset that you're stealing from me. The next day I approached my neighbor. I asked if I could maybe help move it to the other side of their driveway so it's next to the other neighbor's house.

The other neighbor doesn't have a garden out front. My neighbor said at least not until the end of the season. I asked if they could make larger signs, talk to people, just do something. My neighbor was like, "'Can you really not afford to share?' I said that they're not taking my zucchini because they're starving. They're taking my tomatoes because they want them. My neighbor said that I'm going to have to learn

to live with it for now, and we can talk about a solution together that will benefit the whole community after. I said, I don't care about a solution that benefits the whole community. I care about a solution that stops people from stealing from me. So last night it happened again. This time a man in his 50s. I sprayed him with a hose.

He started yelling at me. And after a minute or so, the neighbor came out yelling at me too. People have posted on the neighborhood board to be careful if they come by because I'm a butthole. The neighbor says that I'm scaring people away from a community resource. I told him that I'm going to continue until he does something about the effing thieves who feel entitled to my garden. I feel like I'm losing my effing mind here. Am I the butthole for being pissed off that people are effing stealing from me? This is food for my family. I can't help but notice the irony of the neighbor who wants to help out the community even though the neighbor is objectively making his community

suffer by making OP suffer because OP is part of the community too. So why not just move the stand? Why dig in your heels and make your neighbor suffer because OP is part of the community too. So why not just move the stand? Why dig in your heels and make your neighbor suffer? OP, you get 0 out of 5 buttholes. Everyone else gets 1.5 out of 5 buttholes. Am I the butthole for telling my half-siblings that I'll never regret choosing to live with my grandparents over them and their mom? I'm a 33 year old guy and I lost both of my parents by the time that I was 10. My mom when I was 5 and

my dad when I was 9. My dad had remarried and had a kid with his wife and they had another one on the way when he died. My grandparents and dad's widow fought for custody of me and because I wanted to be with my grandparents, my grandparents won the custody battle. I didn't spend a lot of time with my half siblings back, and I resisted playing happy families with them and their mom. She wanted me with them, and she felt like I belonged with them, but I felt like I belonged with my real family, and luckily that's where I was. For years, I had no contact with my half-siblings at all. This all changed three years ago when they reached out and said they wanted to know me and have me in their lives. We talk once a month and DM a little in between.

They want the relationship with me more than I do. But even more than that, they've expressed on a number of occasions that they feel like the courts made the wrong decision and they feel my choice was wrong. They keep looking for me to regret the choice. And they've mentioned several times that their mom has longed for a relationship with me and misses me. A few times they called their mom my mom. I corrected them and always make it clear that I never considered her my mom. They never understood this, and they questioned me on this and I always answered. Last time we talked, they told me they NEED to hear me say that I regret choosing to live with my grandparents over them and their mom.

They said it's something that haunted their family for years. And they need to know if I could go back if I'd make a different decision. I told them that would be a lie, and I've never regretted it. I told them being raised by my family was better than being raised by the woman my dad married. I said I never thought of her as a parent or as my family. They asked me how I could get to my age and have kids, I have three, and feel that way. They told me being raised by a parent would have been better than being raised by grandparents. I said if I had a parent then yes, but I didn't. Both my parents are dead, and their mom was never one of mine. Then they had me confirm my lack of regret, and they said

that I was effing cold and should have a heart considering their mom fought so hard for me and loved me as her own. I refused to apologize, and they were more than happy to talk at me for hours about how awful I am. Instead of listening I ended the call. Am I the butthole? It's weird that they care that much. I could understand why the mom cared rather your dad's wife because she probably thought that she was honoring her dead husband whom she loved but I don't understand why the siblings are so twisted about it. OP just doesn't like you that much. Get over it, man! OP, you get zero out of five buttholes. I'm giving them one out of five buttholes. Am I the butthole for asking my husband's Italian friend to cook for herself and told her I would

not eat her food? My husband's friend flew in from Bellagio, Italy a week ago. And as much as I tried, I could not make her happy with any type of home cooking or even restaurants in Melbourne. I took her out to restaurants. We wanted to introduce her to the variety of food that we have. No, no sushi, no Thai food, no Chinese, because Italian food is the best.

We went out for Italian three days in a row. She complained about pasta, about cheese. Anything is just not as good as in Italy. She complained about the wine not being tasty enough. She got mad when I dared to order a cappuccino at 4pm because we don't drink cappuccino after 12pm. I was just like, yeah, I drink whatever the hell I want at the time that I want. She said the coffee was either too burned or not hot enough. We went to Kohl's to do some shopping and she straight away complained that there were no authentic Italian pastas. And in the middle of the aisle, she decided to teach me how to properly say the name of each pasta. We decided to cook at home today.

Mind you, I'm Asian and I love my spices and I love flavorful dishes. I decided to cook at home today. Mind you, I'm Asian, and I love my spices and I love flavorful dishes. I decided to cook what I know best. I didn't think that it would be a bad idea. She came and the first thing she said was, Your house smells bad. It smelled like fish sauce. And then ignored my dish and asked my husband to take her out for some lasagna. When she got back, she told me I should learn how to cook Italian dishes because it's not good for my husband to always eat fusion food. And online recipes are just stupid because you stray away from your roots? What? I was so mad and didn't mince words. I told her how arrogant and obnoxious she was to think that

Italian food is the best. I told her Italian is not the best and we would not take her out for any Italian meals. She could go shopping for herself, cook for herself, and enjoy it alone. And sorry if the ingredients wouldn't be as good as they are in Italy. But she's in another country so she should be grateful for what she could find. She cried and decided to leave early. My husband tried to tell me that she's set in her ways. She hasn't traveled that much all of her life. In 60 years, this is the second time

that she's traveled out of the country. The last time was to Germany, and that was well over 25 years ago. He told me maybe I should just say sorry to her just to smooth over the situation. I refused and told him that if she can't live without her Italian heritage for just a few weeks, then there's no point for me to convince her to like me anyways. So am I the butthole?

Yo, imagine flying to Canada, looking around and being like, what the hell? This isn't Italy. Yeah, no kidding lady because it's Canada I am currently in another country right now and it's not super duper easy to find like good authentic American food like a really nice burger or barbecue and when I do find a burger it's like typically you know not as good as a burger back home. The solution isn't to complain about bad American food, it's to eat delicious local food. I'm giving this lady 1.5 out of 5 buttholes.

I'm also giving your husband 1 out of 5 buttholes because he allowed his friend to disrespect you in your own home. And you're supposed to apologize for it? Give me a break. Am I the butthole for breaking up with my boyfriend because of a TikTok prank? I'm a 21 year old woman and my boyfriend is 19. We've been together for seven months. My boyfriend is a TikToker and has over 100,000 followers. He does prank videos and basically harasses people in public. I didn't know any of this until shortly before my decision to leave him because he simply never told me. I found out after he decided to prank me. I have a huge fear of spiders, and most people are afraid of them in some form, but for me, it's a lot more severe. I get panic attacks if I see one. A couple of days ago, my boyfriend

thought that it would be funny to put a large fake spider in the toilet. I wasn't aware there were cameras hidden in the bathroom. As soon as I opened the lid, I saw it and screamed, ran out, slipped on the ground, and sprained my ankle. He just walked in laughing. He brought me to the clinic after some convincing, and my foot really was sprained, but not badly. Afterwards, he told me about his TikTok, and after I looked, I was shocked. He didn't tell me this in the seven months that I was dating him.

I asked him not to post the video, but he still did, so I reported it. It still hasn't been taken down. I decided to break up with him, giving him two weeks to pack his stuff. I told my family, and they think that I'm overreacting a bit. Honestly, I'm starting to feel like I am. but my ankle is still really hard to walk on. You know, the spider thing is bad enough as it is, but I think the real problem is that he's putting up spy cameras in your bathrooms.

I think just dump him and move on. He sounds exhausting. That was r slash Amai 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.