Some people are always brimming with ideas, occasionally even extraordinary ones, and they undoubtedly want to bring them into reality. Of course, not all ideas come to fruition perfectly, but it’s always entertaining to observe the process.
A teenage niece loves instant noodles, yet her mother strictly forbids her from eating such items. However, this restriction doesn’t diminish the child’s desire for the noodles, so she concocts a clever plan. About an hour before her mother arrives home, she sneaks noodles into her room, eating them on the sliding drawer of her desk. If necessary, she can slide it back to hide it. She opens the window wide and enjoys her meal. Afterward, she places the empty container in her bag to dispose of it in the morning. It’s futile to prohibit a child from eating something; once she gets a taste, she likely won’t ask for it again. © Overheard / Ideer
I discovered that my boyfriend is dating someone else. Relying on female intuition and some cleverness, I found this girl on social media, messaged her, and explained the situation. She invited me over to her place to talk. I arrived, and her apartment was a mess. We chatted late into the night, and at one point, she passed out. I took it upon myself to clean her flat thoroughly, and I felt much better afterward. Using her phone, I sent a picture of us together to my boyfriend with the caption, “Take care of her.” That’s what female solidarity means. © Overheard / Ideer
When I was a student, I decided to make some extra money by creating homemade ice cream. Overnight, I made a website, bought an ice cream maker, and posted ads on social media. The following morning, I received an order for two pounds of ice cream for a birthday party. I took the finished ice cream to the subway when I suddenly realized that it would melt without a cooler bag. Helpless, I warned the client about it. That evening, I was astonished to receive thankful messages from her. She said, “The ice cream melted, of course, but it turned into a very tasty frosting, which everyone enjoyed.” Still, I chose to close my startup, and out of stress and guilt, I forgot about this incident for ten years. © BrokenSphere / Wikimedia Commons, © CC BY-SA 3.0 Deed
I have a booth at a flea market, and the most profitable aspect of it is the freeze-dried candy I buy from a local business. I buy in bulk and apply a 100% markup, yet I still sell a ton of candy! It’s advantageous that the local mall has almost the same items for three times the price. People are eager to try it but reluctant to pay those high prices, so they get excited when they see my offerings and buy three for the price of one mall candy. It might be silly, but I’m happy with it. © GreenOnionCrusader / Reddit
At work, we have a very stern director, and to avoid getting caught surfing the Internet, you have to turn around a hundred times to check if he’s approaching. So, I started placing an open powder compact with a mirror on the shelf, adjusting it as needed to use it as a rearview mirror. © Overheard / Ideer
I sell plant cuttings and seedlings! In the spring, I sell my extra peppers and tomatoes, and for some of my well-loved houseplants that need trimming from time to time, I root the cuttings in water and eventually pot and sell them. It doesn’t yield a significant amount of cash, but it’s a nice way for my hobby to pay for itself over time. I’ve also been growing pomegranates from seed because they are uncommon as houseplants where I live. The local garden center sold small trees for $129 and up! I had no trouble growing the little guys myself for a few months and selling them for $20, while the seed packets were $5 for a bunch. © induceddaftfan / Reddit
In our school, they used to make delicious hot dogs, but they sold out quickly, leaving many students without. When I was in primary school, I noticed this pattern, so I would sneak to the toilet five minutes before the lesson ended, hurry to the canteen to be first in line, and buy 10 to 15 hot dogs. I then sold them for double the price to those who didn’t manage to get any. That’s how I saved up for a cool Lego set, and that’s when my future business instinct was born in me. © Overheard / Ideer
As a child, when I visited my grandmother’s in the countryside, there were many kids my age living on our street. Out of all of them, I was the only one with a two-wheeled bicycle. I remember renting it out to everyone for 5-10 minutes, and I was paid with flowers from their mothers’ gardens—gladioluses, asters, velvet flowers. I would give these bouquets to my grandmother. Now, as an adult studying business, I realize I’ve had an entrepreneurial spirit since childhood. © Not everyone will understand / VK
I used to get annoyed by my husband’s lectures while cooking. I found a solution: as soon as he started nagging me, I applied grease remover on the stovetop and tiles around. The smell of it drives him out of the kitchen within a couple of minutes, giving me the freedom to “let off steam” if he made me angry. The result is silence, plus the bonus of a clean kitchen! © Overheard / Ideer
When I got pregnant, I envisioned my baby’s room, in which a yellow crib was an essential feature. I started searching for one but found only two options at excessively high prices for our family budget. So, I asked my husband to build one himself. He bought the necessary wood materials, made it from scratch, and I painted it. The crib turned out so beautifully that some of our friends requested similar ones. This led us to open our online shop, and we received numerous orders. Two years later, we had expanded into a large production. I am incredibly happy that my simple wish led to such a positive phase in our lives. © Not everyone will understand / VK
In the 8th grade, I transferred to a new school where the school bullies immediately wanted to socialize with me. Naturally, I approached the conversation alone, and there were ten of them. I brought my diplomas with me, and no one even dared to stop me. The next day, the entire school began greeting me; everyone thought it was better not to cross me since all my diplomas were in wrestling. I made them at home on the computer, printed them out, and put my name everywhere. © Overheard / Ideer
When my husband was in college, everyone left their laundry detergent labeled with their names in the room with the washer and dryer. Someone kept using his. Frustrated, he dumped the rest of his bottle and refilled it with liquid starch. It wouldn’t ruin anyone’s clothes; it just made them stiff as a board and required several washes to get back to normal. After this, the thief never stole his stuff again! © ChaoticForkingGood / Reddit
My husband bought his mother a plot of land for a summer cottage near our home so that she would have something to do in her retirement. Initially, she overwhelmed us with planting tasks—we had to plant her vegetable garden ourselves. The same chaos continued with weeding and watering. However, when it came time for harvest, she acted like she had the healthiest crops. Last year was no different. One evening, my mother-in-law was about to visit, so I decided to harvest the vegetables myself. I got up early and picked everything, even managing to freeze and pickle some of it. As a result, there was quite a bit of shouting, and now I’m public enemy number one. She doesn’t come to the summer cottage anymore and has cut off communication with me. The plot belongs to my husband, and now I have an extra piece of land. All it took was one harvest of her vegetables! © Overheard / Ideer
I’m on the chunkier side—not unhealthy, with a BMI within ‘normal’ parameters—but I have curves. One day, I went to a store wearing a top that cinched just below the chest and above the waistline. I guess it accentuated my curves (and I’m never wearing it again, that’s for sure). An older lady approached me, placed her hand on my belly, and asked when I was due. With a big smile on her face as if we were already best friends, she beamed at me. I placed my hand over hers, smiled back, and replied, “I’m not pregnant. I’m just fat.” Her face fell. She tried to pull her hand away, but I kept it there, counting down the seconds with a bright smile. When I finally released her, she quickly scurried away without uttering a single word. © QfromP / Reddit
We were assigned to create three-dimensional geometric shapes at school. If we failed to do so, we would receive an F. My friend and I collaborated to make ours, and I suggested that we create some extra ones. He asked why, and I responded that most likely, everyone would forget and would be willing to buy them from us to avoid failing. We made four bags of them, and we were spot on; almost no one else made anything, and our shapes sold like hotcakes. We continued making them for a few more days for those who received extensions from the teacher and for students in other classes. I’ve never had easier money in my life. © Unknown author / Pikabu
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