rSlash - r/Bestof Boyfriend Tried to Kill Me with Shrimp

Episode Date: November 5, 2025

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And I don't know what the subreddit is. It seems to be some sort of alternate language subreddit, like a French maybe. Oh yes, this has been translated from French. Should I leave my boyfriend after he gave me a meal with shrimp, even though I'm allergic, and left me alone in the hospital? I'm 24 years old, and I've been in a relationship for three years. I've lived with my boyfriend for a year, and for the past few weeks, it's been a bit of a fight after a fight, especially since I started a night job,

a job which I studied for for six years. He always knew I'd do this job. He doesn't like it because we see each other less, and I sleep during the day while he's working. But that's not even the point. I'm allergic to seafood. The other night, we were invited to a friend's house for a party where everyone had to bring a dish. My boyfriend brought back some spring rolls. I was with my family. I went straight to him. I asked him if he made them and he said yes. I tasted them and I could immediately tell there were shrimp in them. I asked him and he replied, oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. Luckily my friend, who's allergic to peanuts, had an

EpiPen and gave it to me, but it wasn't enough. My throat started to swell. The ambulance came, and I ended up in the hospital on an IV drip. When I came to, came too. Yo, O.P. was unconscious. My best friend and parents were there. I asked where my boyfriend was. There was an awkward silence, and they told me, oh, Jesus, he went out, he went out for a drink with some friends. He said that we should call him when you left. This really pissed me. me off. My best friend even told me that he seemed completely oblivious to the whole thing. When I got home, we had an argument about his behavior. In a fit of anger, I said, did you try to kill me or something? And he replied, too bad it failed. At least you wouldn't be annoying me. I went to my room to cry,

letting out my hatred from the evening. We haven't spoken for two days. The atmosphere is icy. Not even an apology. Nothing. I tell myself I'm going to leave him, that there's nothing left to save. But I had this doubt in the back of my mind. I talked to my mother, who told me that every relationship goes through problems. But now we're talking about a problem that sent me to the hospital, and I find it really strange. He never eats seafood, so why put it in the dish? Then the next day, OP posted an update. I finished work at 8 a.m. and a friend came with me to pick up my things.

Normally, my boyfriend was supposed to be at work, but unfortunately, he was there. He told me he was sick and asked what I was doing. I calmly told him that I was coming to pick up my things and that it was over, that our relationship had to end. He just looked at me and asked my friend to leave so that he and I could talk. He said it was his place and he didn't want my friend there. I refused, reminding him that the apartment is also in my name, so if I wanted, my friend had the right to stay.

For an hour, I emptied my things while listening to him call me every name under the sun. my friend and I. I grabbed everything and left. I'm going to get legal advice to clarify some things because to answer those who asked, yes, he knew perfectly well that I was severely allergic to seafood. For those who asked if this was in character, no, he was always gentle and caring, so it's very hard to understand what could have happened. Well, you know, it is true that every relationship has its problems, but typically not attempted murder, which I'm pretty sure this is. I mean, could have been a dumb accident, but I don't think it was a dumb accident. This does feel like homicide? And considering that she lost consciousness and that her throat closed up, I think it would

have actually been murder if it weren't for that random friend with the EpiPin. Our next Reddit posts is from relationships. Our co-worker, who's in his 50s, gave us tickets to her performance that his wife set up, and now we owe them $360? By the way, I'm in my 20s. Obviously, we're in shock. A senior co-worker, Scott, came up to a coworker of ours, Rebecca, with tickets to her performance that his wife set up. He gave her six tickets to the performance and told her that his wife was looking for singers in future performances and they wanted her to check it out. At no time did he mention price or buying the tickets. He literally just gave her the tickets and invited her to go. He didn't even really tell her what the event was. He didn't mention there

would be food or anything. Rebecca invited five of us to go with her to check it out. And out. We all believed that it was free because usually, when you get tickets, they've already been paid for. Plus, Scott hadn't said anything about paying for them. On the tickets, there were three prices, $25, $50, and $60. We all ate before we got there because we weren't aware that there was a dinner with it. We showed up five minutes late with the tickets, and Scott was at the table taking tickets. He told us to take a seat, and he'd get the tickets later. We didn't think anything of it and grabbed a seat. They ended up bringing a plate of advertisers around, and then the performance started.

The performance was interesting. Belly dancers and some circus-type stuff, and it lasted about 20 minutes max. After it ended, we munched on some appetizers and chatted for a bit. They started bringing food around, but we'd already eaten dinner, so we got up to leave. As we were leaving, Scott's wife stopped us and said there was a misunderstanding and we had to pay.

We asked how much, and she told us $60 each ticket. She told us we should just stay in. eat the dinner they were serving because we were going to pay for it anyways. She also looked incredibly pissed off and angry at us. She told Rebecca to bring the money to work on Monday to give to Scott. We left without touching the dinner and with a bad taste in our mouths. She didn't even give us the option of paying 25 bucks for just the performance. Here's the thing, we can't afford it. None of us would have gone if we had known that it would be $60. In fact, we went mostly as a favor to our co-worker's wife and weren't super excited about it. If they had told us at the door that it was

$60, we would have gone home. Now it's awkward because we don't know how to approach it with Scott. He has a higher position than us in the company, and we don't want to step on his toes or insult his wife. But on the other hand, we feel that we were scammed and we all can't afford this. How do we go about dealing with this issue? Should we refuse to pay them back, even if it creates an awkward workplace? Should we just consider it a lost cause and pay up? Did we mess up because we expected them to be free? Then two days later, O.P. posted an update. For those of you who thought that Scott was embarrassed about the situation, you were absolutely correct. Scott apologized, saying that he also didn't know that we had to pay for them, and he would talk to his wife about it.

He also asked if we thought any differently of him, and if this was going to cause any issues at work. Clearly, he was aware of how shady this whole thing came across and was worried that it would wreck his work relationships. He made it clear that he doesn't expect us to pay for the tickets, and I'm assuming from this point forward the issue is between him and his wife. So if you said that he was mortified and that it was a miscommunication between him and his wife, you were right. Yeah, I like to imagine that somewhere else on Reddit, this guy's like, Oh my God, I accidentally extorted my own employees. How do I get out of this without losing my job? Down in the comments, we have this story from cheese tips, which might even be funnier.

A young 19-year-old cousin of mine came to stay with us for a couple of weeks over the summer. He was an aspiring artist and handed us a totally fugly, massive chalk-on-wood piece that he made. It was about seven feet tall, so it would have probably hung from our ceiling to about knee height. We had dogs, and he hadn't even sealed it. any brush against it would have smeared the chalk. We propped it behind a door and thanked him politely. After his free vacation to our country, as we were packing the car to take him to the train,

he mentioned that we owed him $800 for his artwork. I'll spare you the details of the conversation. But believe you me, he got on that train hauling a seven foot tall piece of wood. Our next Reddit post comes from R slash relationships. A guest who's in his late 20s, coming over for dinner tonight, and he's the most obnoxious intellectual you could ever meet. Me and my wife went a peaceful party. Do I keep quiet or call him out on his rudeness and BS?

So my wife loves entertaining. That's a good place to start. I'm already pretty introverted, so having people over feels like a real invasion of my space. Even without this guy coming over, I'm already filled with such anxiety. I can hardly sit still, and I won't be able to relax until every one is gone, so I have my shortcomings as well. So all the attendees tonight come from our kid's swim team. My wife wants to get to know them better. One of the invitees is also a dad with a kid on the team, and he's a professor at the state university in our town. It's hard to describe him, but I'm sure everyone reading this has met someone just like him. Despite being a professor, he's as dumb as a rock, but absolutely loves to intrude on everyone else's conversation to give

his expert opinion. For example, I was talking with another dad about wanting to go bow hunting. We were very much minding our own business and weren't intruding on anyone else. I also think that we were highly aware that shooting animals with a flying projectile is not great talk for a kid's swim lesson. So we all went away from the other parents and the kids when we had our conversation. All of a sudden, the professor comes up to us, listens for half a second, and then goes into full lecture mode about the evils of the robber barons of the animal flesh corporate complex. I told him that, actually, that was one of the reasons I wanted to hunt, was because factory farming kind of grossed me out. He actually held his finger up to me

as if to say, shush, and said, I'm sorry, but I'm an expert in this field. By the way, I don't know exactly, but I believe he's a sociology professor. I was stunned and truly speechless. He began to lecture us about how evil our intentions were, and thank God, maybe two minutes in, the head coach called for all the parents to come around him for a discussion of the upcoming practice schedule. At practice today, I sat next to this professor, but I wasn't part of his group, and I could hear him talking about the evils of professional sports, even though he'd been to a professional. baseball game the night prior. But instead of the rest of the people who were there as fans, he went to research the human condition as an impartial observer. There are certain hipster parents

who also have kids on the team that are just in awe of this guy. But I wanted to puke. It was perhaps second only induciiness to animal flesh corporate complex. What's even worse about what this guy says is the fact that it's clear that he's not there to discuss. He's there to lecture and For the most part, the parents who are interested in what he thinks just sit there taking it all in. So, this guy and his wife will be in our house tonight. I'm dreading it. I mean, physically dreading it. My wife is working very hard to make this dinner successful, but I don't know how much I can take it this guy.

If he starts getting insulting towards me and the other people, at what point do I speak up? Do I take it to a fully fledged argument if need be? Or do I just keep my quiet, letting him dig his own. grave, and most people recognize his duchiness for what it is, and maybe even giving and having an argument is exactly what he's looking for? Then, 12 hours later, OP posted an update. Basically, the party went okay. The professor guy wasn't too bad at first, but had a couple of drinks and was in rare form. He didn't realize he had the wrong crowd, and no one was really paying attention to him, which I think was getting under his skin. The absolute craziest thing he said all night to a

a mixed race mom on the team, white slash African American, was that she didn't understand the complexities of race in America. To be clear, this professor is white as a ghost. She handled it like a real pro and just let him keep digging his hole. And I think her closing line was like, I may not understand the complexities of being black in the U.S., but I'm sure my dad does. He was actually hit with a fire hose as a teenager. That didn't even shut him up, but at that point, his wife had had enough and pretty much said that it was time to go. They were the first to leave. It's time for me to go decompress with some fortnight. I would love to see this professor on Rate My Professor. I bet he's got a terrible rating.

It almost seems like this guy intentionally became a professor because it's one of the few professions where you can force adults to sit around and listen to you talk for an hour. That was our slash Best of Redditor updates, and if you like this content, be sure to follow. follow my podcast because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.