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Doctors Who Are Glad A Patient Stopped Seeing Them Reveal Why

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Doctors and nurses put up with a lot of crap from patients and some end up being too much to handle, or even abusive. For example, patients sometimes blame doctors if they miss appointments; or they don't want to wait for treatment to work, or they're simply rude to staff. Whatever the case, doctors are often happy to see some patients leave and never come back.

elwheeler99 asked, [Serious] Doctors and Therapists of Reddit, have you ever been glad that a patient stopped coming to you? What happened?

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No eating before surgery - this is universal.

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Orthopedic Surgeon here. Best (worst) patient shows up for elective surgery munching on a big cup of ice. Big nope. Tell her we have to reschedule her case. She throws a tantrum. "But I have dry mouth and have to chew this ice". I understand, but we can't put you under with a belly full of water (risk of throwing up and sucking all that stomach goo into your lungs and dying). Go back and forth like this for a few minutes. I say to her "You know, talking to you is like talking to a toddler". She didn't like that at all. Finally tell her to go home and I leave the preop area. A few minutes later the nurse finds me and says Ms. Pain in the Ass won't leave, she says she doesn't have a ride home. I give the nurse $20 to call her a cab. To this day still the best use of a twenty ever. Never heard from her again.

Doctors can lose their licenses for fooling around with patients.

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I had a patient that I saw quite often for a number of simple illnesses. She would often joke that she came in just because I was working the clinic that day, said she would check if my vehicle was outside. Over the course of several months, I noticed she was coming in more often and with less clothing on. Short skirts, low cut tops. Last straw was her coming in with a loose fitting shirt and no bra. I fired her as a patient after that.

What? It takes time to make stuff?

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Angry dude started ramming his head into the wall repeatedly, so hard that a bold receptionist walked into the room without knocking to check I wasn't the one being slammed into the wall. All of this occurred because he wasn't willing to accept a two week wait time for a completely custom medical device to be manufactured and shipped from another COUNTRY

From experience: some pain, like in the gut, is only alleviated by opioids.

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Yes, but almost exclusively patients that are seeking controlled substances that I don't believe are indicated for their condition. I've never fired a patient, but I've definitely had patients that don't appreciate my attempts to wean them off their chronic opioids. Many patients with chronic pain are happy to try my suggestions. However for those that aren't interested in reducing their dependence on these medications, I don't think I'm a great fit as their doctor.

Pharmacists aren't the fun type of drug dealers, sorry.

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I work in a pharmacy and get yelled at all the time by customers over pain meds- almost always public aid also. "What do you mean I can't have it early?!" (13 days too soon.) "Why won't my dr refill that?!"

Best one was a customer recently yelled at us for giving their dr a medication list, She told me on the phone "I'm trying to get something stronger than Tylenol 3. Don't tell my dr what I'm on!!" Yeah, good luck.

Being pinned by an non-medicated patient with schizophrenia...who thinks the appointment is a date...with no panic button...or exit...

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I used to manage clinical trials for some bigger name places...one of the last trials I managed required working with folks with schizophrenia who were not on medication. To be fair, this story is NOT typical of those folks, and I don't want to stereotype them, but I'm just saying this to explain the behavior in this instance. The study involved 3-4 visits totaling 10-12 hours with these folks, so I got to know them fairly well. My portion involved an extensive clinical/diagnostic assessment and some other computerized tasks, so all told I spent 4ish hours alone with them (the rest was taking them to other providers/appts for the study). This all occurred in a room that (A) didn't have a panic alarm and (B) where I was not closest to the door, which are two big no-nos. I did bring it up when I first started but was younger, naive, and figured the odds of something happening in this context was low.

I worked with upwards of 120 people and heard all kinds of stuff, like a little old lady who described her vivid hallucinations of people being cut up into pieces, slaughtering others, etc. just as calmly as she talked about her love of scrapbooking. None of this stuff ever bothered me, largely because even when people describe stuff like that there are so many other indicators to tell you whether or not they're dangerous, and most of the time they're not. Several others were pretty terrified of the other portions of the study (not disclosing, but people without schizophrenia were afraid of it, so it was normal) but were so compelled to help our research so others wouldn't have to feel the way they felt that it was inspiring.

Then I had one who was incredibly obsessive. I didn't spend enough time with her to figure out if this was separate from or a part of her schizophrenia, but she ended up pinning me in the corner, grilling me in an aggressive-but-crying manner about why I kept asking her to come back to these appointments but didn't want to date her (she had NEVER mentioned this until this point). Again, no panic buttons, no way out. I'm a small guy and she was taller and much larger than me. Thankfully her mom came to pick her up a little early and it saved my ass. But it happened in a matter of a minute or less and that's what scared me most.

Suffice to say I told my supervisor I would NOT be continuing that study until he rearranged the clinic so I was closest to the door and we had a panic button/protocol in place.

People who want opinion after opinion but won't take advice..

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In my homeland, I used to run an outpatient clinic together with several other GPs. The patients can freely choose which doctor they want to visit, or if they're regular patients, to change doctor if they want. Somehow, I was always stuck with annoying patients, like those who were overdemanding, tried to steer the doctors on what to examine and what to prescribe, impossibly uncooperative or non-compliant, hardheaded and in complete denial, like to argue back, all you can name it. Most of them are also doctor shoppers and like to boast about that - a clear red flag.

Usually, most doctors would try to be sugary sweet and nice and suck up to these patients no matter what, but I just couldn't - I treated them like any other patients - yes means yes and no means no, we can discuss the medications and course of examinations but you can't steer me around like a car and have it all your way as you please.

Most of these difficult patients were often displeased and somewhat crossed by my policy - yet they keep returning to me, despite me giving very clear sign I'm never going to treat them specially or give in to their demand. Eventually, after several consultations, a lot of them would never return (which was completely expected from their doctor shopping behavior). I always feel a lot relieved while wondering why they didn't go away sooner. Even my colleagues and nurses often joked whenever a new difficult patient came, saying my calling had come.???????

It's almost as if a doctor's time is valuable.

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Just a recent one that popped into mind. Had a lady in her 40's come in the other day who had an extensive and complex medical history and some psychiatric illnesses. She showed up 15 minutes late so by the time I brought her in the next patient whos turn it was already there. She had a list of about 6 things she wanted to go over. We got through a few of the issues and then mainly focussed on her issue with some pain while peeing on and off for 6 months, and she wanted antibiotics for it. She refused to supply a urine sample or undergo an STI screen.

About 2 weeks later I got a note from the nurse that the lady wanted to lay a "big complaint" about me because I didn't 'check her blood pressure.'

Like holy sh_t, you have 6 things you want to get through in your 15 minutes, you show up late (and so I could have declined to see her and just asked her to reschedule) and now you are angry at me for not doing something that would take more time and wasn't even relevant to the consult. So happy she never came back.

As George Carlin said, "pricks live forever."

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I used to practice in a clinical situation where most of my patients were older or elderly. It didn't happen often, but the patients that I would always dread seeing were the ones who were starting to lose cognitive skills and memory abilities but had absolutely nobody else I was legally authorized to speak about their care with (spouse was deceased, no kids or kids were estranged, etc.). Appointments could often turn into he-said-she-said, so it would take me forever to write reports for those patients because I essentially had to include every word said by either of us into the report to document that I told them something... for when they inevitably returned, later on, complaining that I never told them that exact thing. I'd never wish anyone harm, but I did occasionally find myself searching local obituaries when I'd realize I hadn't seen certain patients like that in a while, in the hopes that maybe I wouldn't have to. (Pro tip: The mean ones never die.)

When your patients bore you to death...

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Totally mundane anecdote - had a person who insisted on regular contact (no cost to them they received general support from our service but wanted a regular appointment with a psychologist) that didn't really have a purpose other than a general chat, basically just encouraged spacing out appointments and then at some point they just decided they couldn't be bothered walking in. It's kind of surprising how draining it is to have a benign but knowingly un-useful appointment on the regular

Brace for a plot twist...

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A couple of years after becoming an attending surgeon, I had this miserably pessimistic patient with problems mostly related to self-neglect. She was agoraphobic, barely left her house, and a glutton for misery, basically refusing to do anything that might better her circumstance. She came to see me because she had a gastric bypass somewhere else in the past and wanted continuity of care.

One day she hands me an envelope and tells me I've been served and that she's sorry her husband the process server couldn't ever catch me at home because I work too much. It's true, I was working quite a lot because my wife of 12 years was being insufferable since we had moved away from her best friend in Miami for an incredibly better quality of life and work situation.

Anyways, they were divorce papers and my wife was leaving me to marry her friend's brother which I was already anticipating. It worked out well because then I was free to start over fresh with someone who shared my current priorities. Now we have 3 kids and a great life of rewarding work for only half-days, frequent travel and leisure, and three awesome young children. The miserable patient didn't feel comfortable having me as her provider after that even though I offered to continue to do so.

Huge win on all counts.

It's not the doctor's fault if you don't show up.

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Sure. Sometimes it's just not a good fit and that's a relief. The one I recall the most relief around worked hard to blame me for her lack of attendance and no-shows, going as far as to scream at me on the phone and accuse me of lying after I had been crystal clear regarding my boundaries and attendance expectations. She was not ready for therapy in the way I was able to provide it. She came back to the clinic later and saw someone else and did a lot better. I felt for her, but I'm not putting up with that.

Good things won't happen if you bad mouth coworkers to each other.

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Neither a doctor or therapist, but I'm a manager at Laser Hair Removal Clinic which also does chemical peels.

We had this one client who we will call Dumb B** (DB).

So she would come to use for treatment for laser, and go to one of our therapists. Now typically our clients will always see the same therapist for consistency, but this time we couldnt. After the treatment, she complimented our therapist and then when our therapist left, DB said to our receptionist that she was terrible and wants to see someone else.. Okay cool so we booked her in with the next therapist and during her treatment, she just starts b**ing about her previous one. Comes out and compliments our therapist, then asks to see a different one - like what???

She then starts b*ing to the next therapist about the previous two. She did the same pattern through all 5 of our therapists and then goes back to her original and b*es about the other therapists and says "You're the only one I like, the others are just horrible and you're the nice one."

Now she said some very racist and harsh remarks during her YELLING, so I had to talk to her about it and tell her that we cannot treat her anymore.

When the shrink can't handle the patient's trauma... my curiosity is peaking.

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Friend of my parents who is a therapist told me this story when I asked her about how she coped with her patients' suffering. She told me that there was one patient she had and wished she would never have met, through no fault of his own, though. She wouldn't give me much detail of course, but this is the gist of the story. She had a patient who came to counseling after decades of trying to cope with his childhood on his own and failing. It took quite some time for him to finally be able to tell her how he had been terribly abused as a kid. He proceeded to tell her about all the horrific things that had been done to him. It was absolutely terrifying and heart-breaking that anyone could go through this and according to my parent's friend it was surprising he even could survive. The horrors the patient described made a lasting impression on his therapist and started messing with her badly for some reason. She was not used to treating trauma of this kind and it came to a point when she would be reluctant meeting her patient because she knew he would talk about things that frightened her. She didn't want to break his trust, though, and he really needed the therapy, so she said nothing. After a while, however, the patient noticed that he was unwillingly making her uncomfortable and mentioned it in a session. They both agreed that she couldn't help him in these conditions and it would be better if she referred him to a colleague. She told me she was quite relieved not having to deal with this patient anymore but at the same time felt inadequate and unprofessional for being frightened by his pain.

Managing expectations with doctors is difficult, especially when you're in pain.

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Unrealistic expectations. Expectation management is a real thing and I have had patients come to me demanding the guaranteed investigation/procedure that will solve their problems that they were promised earlier in their referral pathway or from some internet forum (!). Usually, education with relevant facts clear things up but it eats into the next patients waiting time and that is one reason why clinics overrun. I remember being particularly relieved but felt sorry for a patient who kept coming back with "alternative" treatments for his very curable cancer despite attempts to educate and support him on the merits of modern medicine. Eventually, he went elsewhere presumably to try and find someone who would give him the answers he wanted to hear.

Watch out for the black bathwater...

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I did peer support and residential support specialist stuff so not a therapist or anything. But I had one client who was severely symptomatic. Heard voices a lot and would argue loudly with them. Would hurt themselves for attention. Had awful boundary issues with other clients that was borderline stalking. Was reprimanded multiple times for bouts of harassment towards other clients. Didn't like to shower and believed that when bathwater turned black it was toxins leaving your body and not just because they were that dirty. I truly hope this person found the help they needed and the right therapy though.

Formidable People Reveal The Most Pain They've Ever Experienced

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What's the worst pain you've ever experienced? For me, it was my ongoing battle with ulcerative colitis, and the relentless, unending feeling that my guts were going to shoot out of me. For others, broken bones or cluster headaches left them reeling in agony. Fair warning, these stories are brutal.

dazzler964 asked, What's the most pain you've ever been in?

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Sounds like the pain I experienced when I sneezed after having my colon removed.

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A sneeze.

I've been shot (once), stabbed (twice), had gallstones, kidney stones, and pancreatitis, but that sneeze was the worst.

I had open heart surgery (congenitally bad heart valve). They gave me a little pillow and told me to hug it tight if I felt a sneeze coming on. I thought they were crazy but kept it close. Next day, sneezed without warning.

I ceased to exist as a person. The universe and all in it ceased to exist. Reality was a single point of formless, featureless pain, exquisite in its purity, unparalleled in its intensity.

This is the pain of nightmares.

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Had a blood clot burst in my spinal cord, affected all of my nerves and I was pretty much stuck and frozen laying down. Couldn't move, could barely breathe, my neck was crooked and my whole body felt like it was burning.

Eventually, the ambulance arrived, I was able to breathe again once I got the breathing mask. It left me paralyzed at first but after years of therapy, I've been recovering. I'm nowhere near the condition I was before the incident though, probably never will be.

I have a hernia in my neck that paralyzes me when it flares. Working out the muscles around it helps. The pain is off the scale.

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Woke up one morning with back pain that I've never experienced before in my life. I couldn't even lift myself out of bed.

After 10 minutes of struggling to find a position so I could lift myself, I stood up and my hip was dropped and my spine was crooked. I can't even explain the pain, I've broken bones, painful recoveries from surgeries, this was the worst pain I have ever had. It was relentless shooting hot pain while my hamstring also felt like it was being pulled from my hip and femur. I couldn't even walk. People always talk about severe back pain and I always thought it was just relative to their pain tolerance.

I'm a healthy 21-year-old that is in shape, this pain would shoot down my legs and took my breath away, I'd literally DROP to the floor because my legs gave out from it. I went to the urgent care twice and they said it was probably sciatica and gave me steroids and stretches which didn't work. Got X-rays that said maybe it was arthritis between my L 1 and L2. This has been going on for around 4 months, the pain has thankfully decreased but it's still always there. I started working out again despite the pain because either way, I'm in pain so I might as well get a workout in.

I'm scheduled to get an MRI soon, so hopefully, that can answer some questions. I still don't know how or why this happened, but I have a lot more understanding of people suffering from chronic pain, it's absolutely exhausting and takes a toll on the mind and body.

Kidney stones sound like torture. *Chugs water*

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I once had Kidney stones due to not drinking enough water. It was not a big one, but multiple very tiny one. It was the first time where I, a grown **s man, had to yell from the pain in the waiting room. I even had to throw up just because of the pain. So dear Redditors, please drink enough water during the day.

Like kidney stones, gallstones get a big old nope.

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Gall stones brought me by far the most pain that I've ever experienced. Basically incapacitated me until the pain subsided.

Pleurisy is when the membrane lining your lungs becomes inflamed. Ouch.

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Pleurisy is a hell of an illness. The way my doctor put it for me was "there is a liquid between your lungs and your ribs. That liquid has now evaporated, and your lungs are rubbing on your ribs like sandpaper."

I know that's not scientific, but let me tell you, it's definitely an accurate description of what it felt like.

Strep throat has nothing on this...

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Throat ulcer which made me cough and every time I coughed it felt like dragging razor blades down my throat which made me cough even more.

I have ulcerative colitis, which is Crohn's ugly cousin, and I can confirm - the pain has made me beg for death.

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I have Crohn's disease and psoriasis only in my ears, both ears, even in the canal. Both diseases aren't under control. Also used to have horrible Kidney infections. Good news is, if the pain is severe enough, my body shuts it all down and I pass out. The bad news is, sometimes I wake back up seconds later only to pass out again. There have been many more times I can count that I have begged for death because the pain is so bad.

Magic mushrooms are being researched as a cure for cluster headaches. They have no agreed upon cause or treatment.

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Cluster headache on a plane while it was descending into Amsterdam. The longest 10 min of my life.

Needless to say, I had tears streaming down my face and mouth full of fabric to muffle my screams.

Pancreatitis sounds absolutely dreadful, and ER's sometimes don't take pain seriously enough.

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Pancreatitis.... all I could do in the hospital waiting room was yell, "help me". They finally took me seriously when I kept going in and out of consciousness.

Well, at least they have a story to tell...

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I went home with a guy one night, and he got a cluster headache for the first time in the middle of it. I thought he was having an aneurysm. Called an ambulance because I was sure he was going to die. We're both dudes, and he just started yelling and his roommates ran into the room - and that's how they found out he was gay.

I don't have a caption worthy of this pain. Or the mental image. You can't unsee it.

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Broke my leg playing soccer. Friends all laughed at me for a minute thinking I was faking until they saw the blood and bone sticking out. My friends loaded me up into the backseat of my car. I was 6'4" so I could barely fit sprawled out back there. One of my moron friends thought my leg was all the way in and slammed the door close. My leg wasn't all the way in.

These pain stories are getting dark... cement in your eye thought? Ouch.

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Physically: I got wet cement in my eye.

Emotionally: I held my dog as he seized to death. Similar to I AM Legend.

This is similar to what burn victims have to endure, and just, nope.

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Debriding an infection. Nothing like slicing open a tender area and the scrubbing the crap out of it.

And this is why I still have my wisdom teeth.

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When I had my wisdom teeth removed, I got dry sockets which turned into lockjaw.

I could open my mouth less and less, then not at all. Then the lower part of my jaw started being pulled outward. It felt like somebody was tearing my jaw off.

My mom doped me up with painkillers, but it didn't help. We made an appointment with the doctor the next morning, but it was the worst night of my life. Constant pain and couldn't fall asleep.

The next morning, on the drive to the doctor, I threw up because of the pain but couldn't open my mouth. So I chocked on my vomit and either had to swallow it or blow it out my nose.

I've never experienced physical pain worse than that.

My brother had to have this corrected (before it got this bad) - it was excruciating watching him dealing with it.

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Testicular torsion. Got my balls in a twist. Swelled to the size of my fist. Had an operation to untwist them. Swelled to the size of my head. Walked like Butch Cassidy for 3 weeks.

*Squirms uncomfortably in my chair*

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Having a badly ingrown toenail get stomped on, break in half lengthwise, get severely infected, and then removed without much in the way of numbing (doctor missed the nerve). There's a reason pulling toenails off is used as a form of torture. 0/10, would not recommend.

There's some irony here, considering he needed the morphine - let's hope the addiction gets treated.

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Got my leg rebroken. I was in so much pain. They asked me and my mom if I wanted morphine. My mom said no. I was 13 and had no say in the matter. Fun fact, 3 years later I got addicted to heroin.

Gotta admire this person's optimism... being 1/4 is pretty cool tbh.

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I got hit in the eyeball with a badminton birdie. Freak accident. I turned around to give my partner s*** about taking so long to serve. My eyeball bled, behind my eyeball bled and I was rushed to ER with the risk of losing my eye. Has to get freezing needles into my eye and wasn't allowed to bend over for fear of the clot bursting. It was a pain like no other. Just this horrible throbbing, pounding pain that resonated around my whole head. I was dizzy, couldn't see, shaking and any light at all caused significant pain. Having a needle come right up to your eye isn't the most pleasant thing either.

I have no peripheral vision in my right eye now. I'm like 1/4 pirate. It's cool.

I've had the same thing (yeah, I'm a mess), and the pain is indescribable. My worst was having three abscesses under my armpit merge into one giant abscess overnight.

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I had an abscess the size of a golf ball in my armpit lanced (I have hidradenitis suppuritiva), and even with the acid-feeling numbing agent he injected, the process was incredibly painful. The gauze wick that was stuck in there afterward was uncomfortable and felt so gross.

Reluctant People Reveal The Most Expensive Things They've Ever Held

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If you have ever held something and thought, "if I drop this I will need to take out a loan to pay for it", then you can totally relate to these people. Try not to cringe as these folks tell us the most expensive things they could have paid for if they messed things up.

Terrazor asks: What is the most expensive thing you have ever held in your hands?

Put the gun down...

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$145k Italian made double rifle in one hand and a glass of $7 wine in the other. I put down the wine when they told me the price of the gun.

Not fragile, but still very impactful

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Used to work at a bank as a teller. Once held a 3 million dollar check. Written out to himself from his business account within our bank, so I could verify he had the available funds.

Kind of surreal. At the time I distinctly remember thinking "This is worth like 50 years of work for me." Just crazy.

No pressure

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I was told the data I was responsible for not losing was worth millions. I was paid minimum wage.

Geophysical survey company

A lot can happen in a few steps

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Part of a Gutenberg Bible. It was in a sealed case and we moved it from a van to an elevator.

A creative way to play with money

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worked in a bank once and juggled with bundles of 250k. Had 750k on the go but couldn't do the 1M coz i'm shite at juggling.

You better be on your best driving behavior

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I've driven a Aston Martin Vanquish, and all i could think of was "don't crash, don' crash, don't crash".

This piano had high expectations

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I once played the piano that Rachmaninov took around the country with him when he played here. I don't know how much it was worth, but it was a nice Steinway, and it used to be Rach's. Also, yes, I did play Rachmaninov on it.

That's a pricey piece of a car

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Fernando Alonso's steering wheel for his Ferrari F1 car in early part of this decade (can't remember exact year). Google says US$50K

It's good to know the truth about those gold nuggets

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Picked up a gold bar worth $250K back in 1988. Bloody heavy which has made me laugh at movies where they steal gold by putting 20 or so bars into each duffel bag and carry two bags at a time.

Sounds like it could snap right in half

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25,000 dollar geologic instrument

That's a lot of time and money

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Tray of about two dozen limited-edition Patek Philippe watches. Something like 1.5 million USD.

Gentle but firm will do

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I shook hands with my boss once. He's worth millions.

How could you focus on anything else

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My violin teacher bought one of Beethoven's violins. She had me play it to feel the difference between a 1k and 250k violin. No I didn't focus on listening to the tone. I was focusing on not dropping/snapping it.

An impressive device tht makes you feel bad about yourself

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A $25k radar thingy that my boss made me carry to the driving range so the computer could tell him he had a s**** swing

When you look at the price tag last

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A $2,000 Rolex that the nice lady at the store let me try on, or the $2,000 Valentino bag that i didn't know was Valentino till I found the price tag

Creepy!

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A human heart

Diamonds are a girls best friend

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$825,000 diamond ring at Tiffany's, NYC

$16.5 million of "biscuits" at Crown Casino, Melbourne, Australia

$1,000,000 cash (it's smaller than a slab of beer)

$486,000 diamond drop necklace (came with its own body guard for the night)

Black Amex Card (customer bought jewellery)

In certain situations, this is like gold

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Printer ink. Am a simple man

All that studying was expensive

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My degree.

Dropping electronics is never good

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I work in electronics. I have regularly held trays of parts worth 10s of thousands. Sensitive enough that dropping the trays meant costing 10s of thousands

Interracial Couples Reveal The Biggest Cultural Adjustments They Overcame

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Cultural stereotypes, and the judgments that accompany them, still present challenges for interracial couples. But dating someone from another culture has its perks too - different food, family celebrations, holiday traditions - all help to enrich our relationships. It's not always easy, though, as people still like to judge.

jbrown3152 asked, Redditors in interracial relationships, what was the biggest cultural adjustment you had to make?

Submissions have been edited for clarity, context, and profanity.

The Chinese ex was doing it right. Unopened and uneaten? Mine.

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My ex-boyfriend of two years was Chinese, and I'm white (and Southern, while he'd lived most of his life in Chicago). We had some minor things like he would make fun of how much cheese I ate and I made fun of how much he learned to love sweet iced tea. But the one cultural norm we didn't even realize we didn't have in common was taking food home from special events. For white people, food left at the end of a wedding/event/banquet is for the host (whoever's paid for it) to dispose of/dispense how they like. In Chinese culture, mass to-go boxes are distributed and everyone takes home whatever they want. I remember being mortified at a wedding when my bf just snagged an entire, unopened box of cupcakes to take when we left. In my mind, he just stole cupcakes. What was so remarkable was that I thought he was being cheap and he thought I was being paranoid, and we never ever chalked it up to cultural norms. Learned this from a totally different (also Chinese) friend after we'd broken up.

Edit: I'm speaking of fancy or formal events specifically, not all get-togethers with food.

This seems like an easy adjustment.

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So. Many. Hugs.

Family is family is family.

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One I can answer!

My partner is from Zimbabwe. I'm from Scotland.

The biggest culture shock by far is how every older woman is called mbuya (gran) and every older man sekuru (grandpa). From what I understand their language (Shona) doesn't seem to have a word for aunties, uncles or cousins: everyone is just your sibling, parent, grandparent or a stranger. Makes it a nightmare to work out what the 'real' relations are.

Saying "I'm full" is a no-no in many cultures, and there's always so much food.

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Not a current relationship but a previous one. I'm white and he's Hispanic. Meeting his family was really when the cultural differences showed. His entire family was super welcoming, immediately I was included in everything and made to feel like part of the family, that was definitely not the norm in my other relationships.

I found out that even if I'm stuffed full if his mom or aunt offered me food, I better take it. To refuse for any reason was extremely rude.

Authentic Mexican food is amazing.

We did go to a Hispanic dance club together once and I was treated like trash by everyone present because of being white, but that was the only occasion of people disapproving.

We broke up because he's a terrible person, but I still miss his family.

Celebrating for no reason? Sounds like a great adjustment.

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My fiancée is black, I'm white/Asian. Everyone from her family is very loud but in a loving way, especially in public. So much laughing and clapping for no reason, I love it so much. My wasian family is very quiet and reserved and doesn't show much affection. Being in public and getting stared at is the biggest adjustment. Also the food. Anyone else love neckbone?

Well, this is different, and certainly an adjustment.

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I am dating a girl whose parents are from East Boston. They call pasta "macaroni" and red sauce/pasta sauce "gravy." WTF

Doesn't seem like much adjustment is needed here, everyone is really well-rounded.

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Meeting her family: lots of hugs, the family is important, you always compliment how beautiful the mom is and eat all of her cooking, when the dad drinks then you must drink, anytime they invite you to an event then you drop everything and go or witness their wrath.

Her meeting my family: shoes come off the second you enter the house, be prepared to gossip with the mom, constantly receive a small sentence of wisdom from the dad.

I am Vietnamese and she is Venezuelan. Both families agree we would have beautiful children.

Edit: RIP inbox. y'all some amazing people: ;)

Mothers-in-law take a lot of adjusting.

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White male married to a black woman here. We have been together since 1988 and have a 19 yo daughter.

I am not sure there were any real cultural adjustments. I have read about people in interracial relationships getting all kinds of blowback/disapproval but we've not experienced anything significant.

My MIL finds fault with virtually anything but that does not seem cultural though.

Tearing down cultural stereotypes is a necessary adjustment.

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My ex-boyfriend is Japanese. He and his family were very very proper, clean, and etiquette. The biggest thing was they were never really satisfied with his accomplishments. Every time he did something good they would always want more from him.

Edit: One thing I forgot to mention was that I'm Hispanic, and his family had some misconceived views on Hispanic/Latino people. The sister and dad thought I was going to be some sort of drug dealer or a gang member and were scared of me at first. His mom and brother thought I was going to be loud, good at dancing, and always say something in Spanish after every sentence. They were very interesting...

Learning your partner's native language shows immense dedication, and is a really noble adjustment.

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Learning Spanish. I married a Peruvian who speaks perfect English and so I have trouble remembering what I learn.

I like the sound of the wild Christmas.

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My husband is Mexican and I am white. The biggest thing we genuinely notice and laugh about is how Christmas is handled.

His family - mass chaos, everyone opens presents all at the same time. There is literally trash and Christmas paper EVERYWHERE.

My family - slow, meticulous, everyone patiently waits their turn to open their gift. We legitimately have someone assigned to trash bag duty.

This happens far too often - skin color shouldn't define love.

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It's weird getting racist side-eyes from people of the same race as me.

Whether it's interracial or sexuality, let's not judge others on how and whom they love.

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My interracial relationship isn't an issue with most people. They normally just are disgusted because we're gay.

Hot take: visits are one thing, but having the whole family in a hospital room is really uncomfortable. It was for me.

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I'm Hispanic, my husband is Caucasian. When someone in my family is sick, the whole family shows up. We all sit in the waiting room for a surgery, come by the house with food during a recovery. When his own father had a cardiac cath my husband didn't go with him even though he had the day off work. I went with his father and his mother and he thought it was so extra for me to go. His mentality is that I can't do anything if something goes wrong. He said if something did go wrong his mother would call him. In my family, it's a show of love, respect, and support to be at someone's sick bed, even for a routine medical procedure. His mother didn't find it strange, his sister didn't go either. It's just weird to me. When his grandma had a hip replaced he went to visit her in rehab only one time and she was there for two weeks. If it was my family, we would take shifts so she would have at least one visitor per day and one home-cooked meal.

Oh, white people...

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Black man with a white ex here. I have plenty of these types of scenarios. My favorite is the white people who assumed we weren't together when we walked into a restaurant. My ex was absolutely incensed! I laughed because I've dealt with that ignorance on more than one occasion.

Parties for everything? Why not?!

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White trash married into a Hispanic household.

Everything is different.

They throw parties for everything. High school graduation was a huge deal, I had to convince my parents to come because I needed a ride home afterward. His family was shocked.

We don't cook when people come over. Just buy some pizza. His mom might kill me if I throw a party without cooking a bunch of homemade food.

Sleepovers, family coming over? Then it's assumed they will stay the night. Totally threw me off. Our family barely visits and when they do it's for a few hours then they're gone.

Is someone pregnant? Awesome huge parties and lots of gifts. My family? That sucks better figure out what you're gonna do.

Kids party? Lots of games n food n cake and gifts. My family, oh cool here's a t-shirt I have work so I'm gonna leave now.

A family member needs help? They're family best go help. My side? The most you'll get is a 'that sucks' there's no helping each other.

Been about 6 years now and I'm still learning.

The concept of "on time" varies greatly from culture to culture.

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Different understanding of time.

Edit: to be clear she is latina and I am white. Doesn't make me mad, it's just a difference in culture. It's an adjustment I have to make.

It takes a lot of courage to stand up to white supremacy. Sounds like the stepdad needs the adjustment.

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I'm black and I'm currently dating a white guy. His stepdad is a white supremacist, so going to his house always feels a little awkward.

Expanding your taste in food is one of the best ways to experience other cultures.

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When I'm in a relationship I tend to eat less Asian foods to accommodate their tastes. I'm Asian-American and grew up eating a variety of foods. It was hard to adjust in the beginning because the people I tend to date (primarily small-town White-Americans) have a limited food palette.

Right now my current S/O has a very wide range of palette which I'm super duper grateful for. We've eaten a large array of ethnic foods compared to my previous relationships, but just not Asian dishes yet lol. Mostly due to us not traveling out of the city, where it primarily dominated by Thai, to the suburbs where there different facets of Chinese cuisines.

It's fascinating that dancing never caught on as part of American culture. But it's never too late to try!

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I'm a boring white American and my fiance is Puerto Rican. Everyone dances, and dances well, except for me of course.