rSlash - r/Bestof Is My Coworker a Serial-**pist?

Episode Date: July 20, 2026

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Welcome to our slash best of editor updates, where OP has a really bad feeling about her coworker. Our next Reddit post is from After Quarter. I'm a 20-year-old woman, and I work at a market stall as a wine salesman on the weekends. I've been working there for a few months over a year. I always do my best to be friendly to stall holders and the staff that's set up and maintain the market. To be friendly to the staff, I greet them, give them discounts on my wines, and sometimes have casual conversations. Recently, a work colleague, Steve, who's between 40 to 50, who sets up and maintains the markets, is recently asking suspicious questions. In the past, we've had friendly and casual conversations, for example,

talking about pets and movies. Now he's asking questions like, have you been going to the gym? It looks like you've lost weight. And have you been going on dates? My gut is telling me that I need to do something because this isn't friendly and it's creepy. I want to know what precautions to take to keep myself safe. I'm not sure what type of evidence to collect or anything, and also, he's authorized to look at the security cameras. Then, almost two years later, O.P. posted an update. Here's the distressing news I just found out today. Steve was a convicted serial sexual assactor who spent 10 years in jail and was released in 2021. I started working late 22. He pleaded guilty to 31 different offenses, such as aggravated sexual penetration without

consent, deprivation of liberty, armed robbery, and fraud. The worst part is that the owner of the markets knew. This market is supposed to be a family-friendly tourism place. When the tenants found out and confronted him, the owner came to Steve's defense threatening to evict them from their stall. The good news is that he quit his job. From your advice after the post, I was more blunt and less friendly than I would be towards other colleagues. I also told my dad, the owner of the wine stall, who told me not to worry about it. I didn't report it, and I'm glad I didn't, now knowing the owner wouldn't help me at all. The thing is, as soon as I found out, I told dad about it, and it turns out, he knew and didn't want me to worry. I'm upset because I should

have known. But recently, my dad's had two major operations this month, and he's not doing so well at the moments. I feel scared, yet vindicated. I got worried that I was over-analyzing the comments and questions from Steve or wondering if the reason was me being too friendly. Turns out it's because he was being a predator. Okay, Steve was definitely the villain at the beginning of this story, but the villain quickly became O.P.'s dad. This guy knew that his daughter was working with an R-wordist and decided not to tell her because he didn't want her to worry. Yo, that is, is disgusting. Our next Reddit post is from R slash am I overreacting. I'm a 27-year-old woman, and I have an older sister who's 35. Growing up, my parents were always very big on independence

and responsibility. They made it clear that once we became adults, we were expected to handle our own lives. I really took that to heart. I worked through college, lived with roommates to keep my expenses down, and built everything for myself step by step without asking them for help. It wasn't always easy, but I'm genuinely proud of where I've ended up. I have a stable career now. I'm in a good relationship, and for the first time in a long time, my life feels steady. My sister's path has been very different. She's never really been able to get fully settled. She's tried a few different jobs over the years, but nothing's really stuck. There always seems to be some new issue, some reason it doesn't work out. My parents have stepped in over and over, helping her with rent, paying bills when she's, gets behind and giving her money to help her make it through the month. For a long time, I told myself it wasn't worth keeping score. I figured maybe that was just how families were supposed to work, helping the person who needed it more. But a few days ago, when we all got together this summer, they brought up something that really threw me off. My parents asked to speak to both of us about

their future plans. They're getting older, their health hasn't been great, so they've started putting things in order legally. During that conversation, they told us that most of what they have, including the house and their savings, will go to my sister. Their reasoning was that she won't be able to manage on her own without that support. Then, almost immediately after saying that, they told me they want me to be the one handling everything else, medical decisions, finances, paperwork, basically making sure everything is taken care of if something happens to them. I don't think I've ever felt that kind of quiet resentment before. It wasn't even really about the money. It was the feeling that I've spent my whole adult life proving I can stand on my own. And somehow,

that's turned into me being expected to carry everyone else too. I tried to explain how hurtful that felt, but they kept telling me I should be more understanding. Since then, something in me has shifted. I don't call as often. I don't jump in to help the way I used to. When my dad asked me to come over and help sort through some documents last week, I told him I couldn't and that maybe my sister should start taking on some of that responsibility. That didn't go over well. My sister called me afterwards sounding uncomfortable and apologizing, even though none of that is really her fault. I told her I wasn't angry at her. I was hurt by the way that our parents are treating us differently. Now, everything feels tense. Every interaction feels careful and strained. I feel guilty abandoning them.

But it's unfair that I take all the responsibility while my sister gets all the support. Am I? I overreacting? Then the next day, O.P. Posted an update. So after reading through all the advice and messages, I realized the sooner I stepped back from this situation, the better it would be for me. I called my parents today and tried to explain how I felt. Part of me still hoped they might understand, even though I knew they probably wouldn't. I gave specific examples how I've supported myself since college and never asked them for financial help. While they've consistently stepped in for my sister when she struggled. I brought up the estate conversation too. It hurt to hear that most of what they have will go to her because she needs it more. While I'm expected to take on all the

responsibility, medical decisions, finances, paperwork when things get difficult, it made me feel like my role in the family is based on what I can handle, not how I'm valued as their child. They didn't really let me finish. They kept interrupting and repeating that I'm independent and capable and that my sister isn't. So this is just how it has to be. When I said that still felt unfair, they got defensive and told me not to expect anything from them. At one point, they even said that if I truly cared, I should be helping more with my mom's care. That was the point where something clicked for me. Being capable doesn't mean I don't have limits, and it doesn't mean that I should carry everything. I told them I couldn't accept a situation where I'm excluded from

support, but expected to take on all the responsibility. I said they should completely remove me from their will and any roles like executor or medical power of attorney. I don't want anything from them, financially or otherwise. I also told them they should plan accordingly, whether that means hiring help or making other arrangements, because I'm no longer willing to take that on. The call ended badly. There was a lot of yelling and crying, and I eventually hung up. But afterwards, I felt something I hadn't felt in a while. Relief. Like, oh wait, I didn't even fully realize I was carrying was finally gone. I have a good life. I have a supportive partner, a stable home, and I'm preparing to start my PhD. We're even talking about starting a family. For the first time,

I feel like I can focus on my own future without this constant sense of obligation hanging over me. I don't know what happens next with my parents, and I'm sure things will stay tense for a while. But for now, I feel at peace with the boundary I set. It's like they say, the reward for a job well done is more work. One of the interesting patterns I've noticed from these cutting people out of your life stories is that no one ever regrets it. No one ever cuts out that problematic relative and then makes a post on Reddit being like, you know what, 10 years passed and I really made a mistake,

I should not have cut that person out of my life. So if any listeners out there are thinking about taking that step and getting rid of a toxic relative, odds are pretty good that you will not regret it. Our next Reddit post is from our slash relationship advice. So my 29-year-old girlfriend of almost two years is ghosting me out of the blue a week before we're supposed to start our new lease. I don't understand. We've been a couple for almost two years now.

I thought everything was going fine. We signed a lease last month for renting a home with a move-in date in November. Last weekend, we had planned to go visit her parents a few hours away. On Friday, she called me and sounded pretty upset and said she needed a weekend by herself to think and sort out feelings. She didn't seem to want to volunteer any information. I said that was fine, and she said that she would call me on Sunday or when she sorted out her thoughts and feelings. Saturday evening I texted her, are you feeling better? Do you want to talk, or do you need anything? She responded with, please just leave me alone now. I was pretty hurt by how blunt the message was and just dropped it. She didn't call me on Sunday, so I let her be.

Monday evening, I sent her another text, asking what's going on and got no response. I called her Tuesday, and my phone calls were going immediately to voicemail. I got extremely confused, so I drove out to her apartment and noticed her car was missing. So I decided to send a Facebook message to some of her friends that I knew. It was at that point that I realized she was no longer on my Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, etc. I sent a message to a few of her friends whom I knew. One finally got back to me late last night and said, You need to learn to know when you've been dumped,

and you need to move on with your life and leave her alone. Today, I received a text message from one of her friends telling me that my ex said she was able to convince the landlord to remove her from the lease, and she paid six months of her share of the rent out of her own pocket. Any of my things that she had with mine were just left with my parents. Anything I have of hers can be thrown out. That's it. My parents had no idea what was going on.

It wasn't my ex. It was someone my parents were not familiar with who came by and gave my stuff to them without explaining anything before leaving. I don't understand. We went out last Wednesday and had a great time. She stayed at my place. I don't understand why she was upset on Friday. Am I missing something?

I feel confused, panicking, and just feel lost. I got no goodbye. I don't understand. Then, one week later, OP posted an update. The entire situation has pretty much left me miserable and just frustrated in general. On Sunday, she sent me a very long message via email, pretty much explaining what happened. It boiled down to, well, she wanted to try having a serious relationship with her friend. Her friend is the same person who sent me the extremely blunt message about her dumping me.

Apparently, for a year before we started dating, she was having a same person. an on-again, off-again relationship with her. I never knew this, and nobody ever mentioned it. Apparently, it wasn't serious, and they broke it off because her friend got cold feet about actual commitments. I never really knew how close my ex and her friend were, but I'm probably just dumb. She says she never cheated on me, but apparently, the night after I last saw her, her friend confessed to my ex when she heard about us moving in together. I don't know. According to her, she needed to give this a try because she's apparently in love with her and has been for years. She said she was a coward and really sorry. She also offered to be friends in the future, just not now. I rejected that. Anyways,

that aside, we both signed a lease amendment taking her off the lease. She also sent me the money for a chunk of the rent for the year, as she felt she needed to make stuff right somehow. I'm still going to move into the house, as I can pay the rent myself even without her help. Honestly, at the end of it all, I guess I was just way more into her than she was into me, and I never really noticed it. Considering how often this friend was around, I probably should have noticed something, I guess. However, I will say that personally, even before I found this out, I found her friend to be pretty manipulative, and I doubt it's going to work out the way my ex thinks it will, but I'm done with her. This is pretty bonkers activity to come out of a 29-year-old woman,

almost 30 years old, to just completely ghost someone after a two-year relationship. I know this phrase gets thrown around a lot, O.P., but to be honest, you dodged a bullet. That was our slash best of Redditor updates, and if you like this content, be sure to follow my podcast, because I put out new Reddit podcast episodes every single day.