rSlash - r/AITA Wife's Job has Made $0 for 9 Months

Episode Date: November 2, 2025

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Get the new iPhone 17 Pro at TELUS.com slash iPhone 17 Pro on select plans. Conditions and exclusions apply. Welcome to R-slash-M-I-the-butthole, where O.P.'s wife has worked to job for nine months and made zero dollars. Am I the butthole because my wife has been working in sales for a hundred percent commission for the past nine months and she hasn't made a penny. She works six to seven hours a day and demands to be uninterrupted in her home office. We have three kids and I work full time paying for everything, getting off work at noon. So as soon as I'm home, she's MIA until dinner time. It's really starting to piss me off because she literally has not made a single penny.

And she even has to spend money to buy her own leads. I wouldn't care if she didn't have a job at all and was just a stay-at-home mother. It's the hiding in her office or too busy to do any chores or spend time with the family while listening to Agent Academy or other motivational lectures from team leaders. She claims I don't support her. I did it first, but it's very difficult after nine months with literally negative profits. Am I the butthole for complaining about this? Down in the comments, of course, someone asks O.P. If this is an MLM slash pyramid scam and indeed it is.

So this isn't really a job. It's just O.P.'s wife got scammed, simple as that. It's crazy that someone in the comments said, hey, working at McDonald's is more profitable than this. Dude, staring at the ceiling and fingering your own butthole is more profitable than this, because you can do that for free. This woman is losing money. The name of this, quote, employer, by the way, is symmetry financial group, so stay away from them. If I worked a sales job for one month and made zero money, I could sort of see, like, okay, well, I'm still learning the ropes. It's going to take a while to get my first sale.

But two months? Three months? Four months? Nah, I'm out of there. No way I'm going to work four months for free. Also, semi-related, my wife randomly got a message from an old, like, kind of acquaintance saying, hey, let's get lunch. And my wife was like, no one does this. Is she going to try and sell me something?

Is this like an MLM thing? So she was kind of going back and forth, I would like to make friends with her, you know, kind of catch up, but I don't want to get sold to. So my wife suggested a meeting spot, and the other friend was like, oh, I have another friend in the area. How about I invite them as well? And then my wife was like, oh, okay, well then this is probably a real just like friendship meeting because otherwise who's this other person? She just wants to catch up. Well, turns out the other person was the mentor in this MLM scheme.

So instead of one person trying to sell her something, it was two people. This is the second time this has happened to my wife. So I told her what she should do is she should sign up for her own MLM scheme, but just not buy anything. you know, just like get the manual that they'll send you or whatever. And then after they pitch to you, just be like, oh, well, now that you've mentioned it, have you considered these essential oils and just reverse uno them? Anyways, O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes.

Your wife is nuts. She needs a reality check fast before she blows all of her money. Am I the butthole for telling an autistic person that their disability is not an excuse for paying for service? I work as a server in a restaurant. A couple of nights ago, I had a couple in their 30s coming around 2 a.m. As I took their order, the husband mentioned that all the food had to be on separate plates for his wife, as she's autistic and will not eat foods that share the same plates. They then proceed to order. She wanted a kids meal, however, restaurant policy states that kids' meals can only be bought for kids. I explain this policy and

explain that everything on the kids menu is available to adults for a slightly higher price. it was like a buck 50 more. The husband agrees and I send the order to the kitchen. We're a little busier than normal as it's homecoming weekend and we have lots of big parties. About 20 minutes passed and the husband flags me down and states that his wife is having a panic attack and they need to pay for their drink and leave. I ask for one second to make the kitchen aware that their order is no longer needed and he agrees. When I go to the kitchen, I'm told the food is already prepared so I ask for it to be boxed up to go. I returned to the floor, explain that the food has been and I'm having it boxed up to go for them.

The wife then states that because of her panic attack, she will not be able to eat. I say, I'm sorry she had a panic attack, but as they came into the restaurant, ordered, and it was already prepared, they would be expected to pay for services rendered. However, I could comp their drinks if they like. She then asked why she should have to pay for food she wouldn't be able to consume, and I simply stated that once the food was ordered and cooked, the company required compensation for services rendered, and that even if they were to stay in the restaurant and not eat any of the food and leave it at the table,

they'd still be expected to pay for what was ordered. She then reiterated that she had a panic attack and that I should have recognized she was having a medical episode, to which I replied that I'm a server and not a trained medical provider, and that if she was being escorted out of the restaurant on a stretcher, then I would make an exception. But since she was currently speaking with me coherently, I failed to see how her medical condition warranted her not paying her bill. Today, I received a complaint that they filed with our corporate office saying that I discriminated against them by making them pay for food that the wife wouldn't be able to consume due to her having a panic attack induced by her autism. However, I would have done the same with any customer, regardless of who they are.

I actually think that making an exception for them solely because she's disabled would be a form of discrimination, as I'd be treating her differently than I would treat others solely because of her disability. Okay, I've had a panic attack once before. I was in high school, and I was training to be a volunteer firefighter, and I was in firefighter gear in a literal burning building, and there's like an alarm on your equipment that when it goes off, it means something's not working. right, so it's a big deal. So my alarm was going off, and this was my first time in a burning building, and I kind of freaked out, and I had a panic attack. One thing I could not do while having a panic attack was sit around and argue about the logistics of who should pay for a meal. Now, granted, not every panic attack is the same, so maybe she was totally capable of having a panic attack while also arguing with the waiter, but I'm just saying from my experience, there's no way

I could have pulled that off. All I could do was cry and panic. I mean, it's called a panic attack, not an argue with the waiter attack. But, you know, logistics of panic attacks aside, you're right, O.P. She ordered the thing, and then once the thing is delivered, you know, pay for it. Also, I'm really not sure if I understand this logic anyways, because even if you are having a panic attack, couldn't you just take the food home and eat it later? Or couldn't the husband eat it or something? Anyways, O.P., you get zero out of five buttholes.

I'm giving the couple one out of five butt holes. It sounds like this isn't really a discrimination or autism issue or panic attack thing. I think they literally just didn't want to wait for the food anymore and they lied and tried to get out of paying for it. I think it's that simple. Am I the butthole for not helping my parents during their financial troubles and telling them to get help from my sister instead since she gets everything from them and I get nothing? My sister is 21 and I'm 24.

We were raised differently by our parents. They would throw money at her whenever she wanted it and they would throw money at her whenever she wanted it and they would spend it even if she didn't ask for something, just because they could. I had to ask for everything, and most of the time I had to justify why I needed my request met. And to do that, I had to write or type out a detailed argument on why I should get any of their money. Most times, I was denied because they didn't think that it was a need. Whenever they denied me, I got lectured on learning to work my butt off and learning how to beg just right and doing whatever it took for money, only to be told afterwards that I needed my own money because their money was not for me. When I was

16, my parents told me they would not help me with college in any way. They wouldn't even fill out passive forms for me to find out what I was eligible for. When my guidance counselor asked them to reconsider, they said no, and if I wanted to go to college, I would need to put myself through college and take on the debt myself. My guidance counselor still wanted me to go to college, and so did many of my teachers. But I chose to do something else. I didn't want a lifetime of debt to follow me around. My parents didn't care, because either way, I was expected to find my own way and pay for everything myself. With my sister, it was different. They bought her a brand new car, bought all kinds of stuff she wanted and liked, paid 100% of everything for her

college expenses. They were even sending her extra money to buy stuff while she was attending college. They've run out of money, and they're in debt because they borrowed to pay more college expenses for her. Then they turned to me and asked for my help because they weren't sure if they could eat or pay any bills with the debt that they're now in. I didn't even get much of an explanation at first, but I told them no each time, and I told them to get my sister to help them, since she's the one who gets everything from them anyways, and I couldn't even get a stupid form signed by them. They're mad about it, and so is my sister who thinks that I'm wildly unfair to push this back on her. She said that I'm older anyway, so I should be helping them. Am I the butthole? O.B., did your parents write you an essay on why they deserve your money?

Because that's how they should start, right? Tell them to email an essay, and then you can say, I don't think so. I think my money is my money and your money is your money, even though you don't have any. So tough luck. Am I the butthole for telling my brother that the day he was born was the worst day of my life? I'm a woman, and I was born in 1962 in a rural area before ultrasound machines were everywhere, and the nearest town was not that close to us, and babies were born at home and delivered by a midwife. So when I was seven, my mother got pregnant with twins and had no idea she was carrying two babies.

And the midwife, who had just delivered the first baby, and probably didn't realize there was one more to come, had to be immediately driven by my father to another farm where she was needed. Which means that when my mother's contraction started again, I was then alone in a farm with her and the first newborn baby. And it was up to me to deliver my youngest brother with my mother instructing me. This was hands down the worst and scariest moment of my life, because I feared both my mother and And the baby wouldn't make it. Well, thankfully, it all worked out. So last weekend, my husband and I were celebrating our 40th wedding anniversary,

and we had a party, and people were making speeches and talking about us. But when the mic got to my brother, he took the chance to tell this story as if it were a fun anecdote. And then my dad got home, and there were two babies instead of one. So funny. Anyways, thanks, sis, for helping me come into this world. And everybody thought that it was fun, and so. sweet, but to me it was the opposite. It brought back some memories that are not at all positive to me. My mood completely shifted after that, and I think my brother noticed it once because he came to talk

to me afterwards and asked if he had said something wrong. And then I told him this is not a funny story to me, and that the day he was born was indeed the worst day of my life, and not something I'd like to think back in a happy moment celebrating my marriage. And he was, went quiet and then said, wow, I was trying to honor you, and that's how you thought of my speech? The thing is, I wasn't saying that him being born was a bad thing. I love my brother. It was just that the circumstances of his birth made the occasion traumatic for me, and that he should know better than talking about it as a fun fact if he had put himself in my shoes. But now I think I should have kept quiet and said nothing, whether it bothered me or not. O.P., I was willing to give you

the benefit of the doubt here until we got to the last paragraph when you said he has to put himself in your shoes how in the hell is your brother supposed to know if that's traumatic or miraculous or memorable or not that big a deal he has no way of knowing that when it happened he was a newborn and birth can fall anywhere between this is the grossest most horrifying thing i've ever seen in my life to ah the miracle of life how beautiful so you're being a bit self-obscense kind of main character syndrome right here. Honestly, I think what your brother said was sweet and thoughtful, and then he checked on you afterwards when he could tell you were upset.

I don't think he did a single thing wrong here. I'm giving you one out of five buttholes. I'm giving your brother zero out of five. That was our 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.