The definition of a white lie varies depending on who you ask, but as Dr. Christian L. Hart, a professor of psychology at Texas Woman's University, points out, it usually refers to a rather small and inconsequential matter that's pretty much harmless to others.
But even if we don't have any sinister intentions and just want to maintain polite social manners and courtesies, dishonesty can lead to unexpectedly grave consequences.
So when Reddit user Drizzho asked everyone on the platform to describe a time their "little" lie backfired on them, people recalled many memorable stories. Continue scrolling to check them out, and don't miss the conversations we had with Dr. Hart and the author of the post.
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I ruined a library book when I was 5 and thought gum worked like Silly Putty. I hid it between my mattress and box spring and lied to my mother and the librarian for about 3 months before I couldn't take the guilt and brought it to my mom while crying. She made me take it to the library and fess up.
It wasn't until I was an adult that I realized: my mom changed my sheets once a week and had to have seen the hidden book and was just waiting on me to tell the truth. :)
Also, I grew up and became a librarian.
Drizzho told Bored Panda they came up with the idea to ask Redditors this question when analyzing their own behavior. "I was thinking about a white lie I told as a child that backfired on me maybe a year later," they explained.
But ultimately, "Lying is normal. Though most people don't tell any lies on a given day, when we track people's lying over time, we find that over a three-month span, 99% of them report lying," psychologist and co-author of 'Big Liars' Dr. Christian L. Hart also told Bored Panda.
I once made a Valentine's Day card for my step dad from a secret admirer with a fake kiss that I used my classmate's lips as a model for. I left it on his side of the bed.
It did not go well.
Turns out he was a habitual cheater.
hahaha.
Not sure if it's a lie, but in a big state-wide exam day in the 3rd grade the teachers said if you finished your test you go to recess for the rest of the day. I filled in random answers so fast and had the best day ever.
The test results came back and I was put into special needs classes for 4th and 5th grade before anyone realized I wasn't developmentally disabled.
I find absurd placing a kid after only one test... Here in Italy we do written tests for learning disabilities, for example, but they are just a first screen and then the children are sent to professional doctors to be evaluated. Also most teachers know when a children has every day difficulties (that can be development or emotional related) and when he just had a bad day.
I guess most countries do - at least those where education and mental child support is taken seriously.
Load More Replies...In fourth grade we had a new kind of test. The teacher said not to worry about it that it was just to see how we were doing. I didn't worry about it. I loved to read so I read everything on the test. For the answers I made patterns on the answer sheet: A B C D C B A A A A A B B B B C D C D CD I really believed it didn't matter. The teacher was flabbergasted. I told her I had a headache. She thought something was wrong with my eyes and made me retake the test using this big magnifying glass !!!!!
I call bluff: You aren't just put into special education without data beforehand. You're put in some sort of intervention, from Tier 1 (Intervention in the classroom) to tier 2 (title) and then tier 3 (resource room) that you were put directly into the special education program & stayed there for 2 years either tells me you're lying or the system you went through was really f'ed up.
The cheating they did that supposedly got them moved. This story itself rings as being a lie, though.
Load More Replies...For example, a study of 1,000 Americans published in 2010 discovered that 59.9% claimed not to have told a single lie in the 24 hours prior, and of those who confessed to lying, most said they'd told very few.
In total, 1,646 lies were reported; however, half of them came from just 5.3% of the participants. This illustrates Dr. Hart's sentiment and highlights that lying is usually rare, except in a small group of prolific liars. Since the paper was released, its findings have been replicated numerous times.
It also appears that changing conditions don't add too much variance. Research by David Markowitz from the University of Oregon showed that people seem to lie systematically, and whether the communication is happening face-to-face, via email, social media, texting, video chat, or phone, the rates are very similar — between 7.8 and 12.3 percent.
My parents told me I clicked my tongue in my sleep so that when I pretended to be asleep I would click my tongue and they’d know I was awake.
like this viral video, parents said kid will hold her hand in the air, if she really sleeps... lol, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pN1VsFtG2UQ
Were you never a kid? Doing stuff you weren't supposed to past bed time, pretend to be asleep when they check on you. You want to listen to the conversation/tv show/whatever, you pretend to be asleep. Don't want to get out of the car since you were actually asleep the whole time and you're comfy.
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I signed a permission slip “My Mom”. Didn’t go over well with my teacher or my mom.
I had samples of my moms signature up in the door of my locker. i'd trace over it any time I needed a signature.
In high school I had a girl who road my buss fill out my emergency card and sign it. Anytime I needed something signed or a note for school I went to her.
Load More Replies...Kids are dumb. Most signatures are c**p and all you had to do was some semi-legible name. They would very rarely compare signatures.
I tried signing one as Mr. (my last name) to pass as my father. It wasn't even for anything bad. We were supposed to bring back the envelopes our report cards came in signed by our parents and if you brought it back on the first day you got a cool eraser. I forgot to get my parents to sign it, but I wanted that eraser.
For some reason it reminds me of the early '90s whe you had to get your parent's permission for Sex Ed. It was peak AIDS back then so it was serious stuff. I wonder what the other kids who didn't get their permission slip signed did.
I think there was one kid in 7th and 8th grade whose parents refused to sign the slip (they were super religious, so obviously the kid shouldn’t risk learning anything about their body). Also early 90s.
Load More Replies...I was accused by 2 teachers of forging my adoptive "mom's" tho I actually didn't. My writing was never that good.
My parents got divorced when I was in junior high. Sad, but neither wanted us so all 6 kids just stayed with my father. He'd never done any of the signing of report cards or permission slips. The oldest of us worked on writing my father's signature. The one who was best at it signed everything.
"Many people report that the purpose of their lie is innocent or benign," Dr. Hart told us. "They lie to spare someone's feelings, to spare themselves from embarrassment, or just as a matter of convenience."
"Their lies are not intended to take advantage of anyone. Only a minority of lies are told for malevolent reasons."
I wrote my sister’s name on the closet wall in crayon. I told Mom and tried to frame her. She said my sister can’t write yet. I still remember how stupid I felt for pulling that stunt. But it makes me smile, remembering. I will have to ask Mom if she remembered that. I noticed years later, she never painted over it.
Sounds like you were as devious as one of my sons. I'd come running to his screaming and find bite marks on his arm which he said his twin did. And then one day he didn't realise I was behind him when he bit his own arm and started yelling.
A kid I was BABYSITTING once scratched her arm up and then told her mom that I did it. Freaking psycho.
Load More Replies...My youngest tried to frame my older daughter, by scratching her sister's name under our desk, it almost worked, but the thing was, my youngest daughter is left-handed, my oldest is right-handed. Being a lefty myself, I realised only a left-handed person could have scratched the furniture from that angle.
I have a ›picture‹ of an birthday cake on my car. Scraped in with a stone by my very proud and youngest child 🤣🤣🤣
My sister tried to do this to me! She was 6, I was a few months old, lol. The writing is still on our table too.
Oldest child, sister is 2 years younger. She used to bite herself hard enough to leave a mark and then tell our mom I did it. I got in trouble every single time until I finally lost a tooth.
One of my nieces did this once with a curse word. She claimed it wasn't her but her sisters were years older and I knew if it was them they would be able to spell it correctly. lol
When I was a freshman in high school the athletes wore letterman jackets. I don’t know if they still wear them today so if you never heard of them they are jackets with the school’s colors and insignia or initials of the school. They also would have badges to show if you were on the football team, baseball team, etc. To me they were like superhero uniforms. I envied anyone that wore them. My sister happened to be dating one of the guys on the football team and he owned one. One day I came home and I saw it lying on her bed. The girls sometimes wore them to show they were dating the guys. She wasn’t home. I immediately tried it on and looked at myself in the mirror. But that wasn’t good enough for me. I got my bike and rode down to the mall and walked around wearing it. I felt so cool. After awhile I biked back home and to my horror the guy’s car was in our driveway. I knew this was going to be bad. The only thing I could think of was to stash the jacket in the garage. I walked in and my sister immediately started freaking out. “WHERE IS IT? WHERE IS IT?“ My mom, the boyfriend and her were all standing in the living room. I knew I was busted so I walked into the garage and handed it to her. She inspected it like I tried to set it on fire all the while continuing to shriek “I TOLD YOU. I TOLD YOU IT WAS HIM.“ I felt humiliated. After it all died down I was sitting in my room with my head down. The boyfriend stuck his head in and said “Hey man, you can wear the jacket if you want. Just don’t lose it, OK?” That only made me feel like a bigger idiot.
I so didn't understand what was going on around me in high school. Didn't get the jacket thing, but I knew I wanted one because all the people who looked like they fit in and actually enjoyed school had one. Ditto for a lot of things. I wasn't social enough to actually understand most of the social concepts in high school. Sad to say I don't know that I ever got much better about it. Just a life time of being a try hard.
Hey. You’re not a try hard because you’re trying to assimilate.. it’s the most natural thing on Earth. I hate the way you sound so defeated about yourself. Some day, and more than likely, sooner than later, you’re going to fall into a group that’s as weird and goofy as you need them to be, because I did. I never thought it was possible. Sending you all the love and healing I’ve got. 🥰
Load More Replies...I got the letters from sports but never bought a jacket. A letterman with no jacket, and those letters are so gone lol
Those jackets were sooo expensive, even the windbreaker type ones, so I never got one. I lettered in band, JrROTC and academically. I had 3 physical letters. My husband’s school you got one letter then pins on it for sports, etc.
Load More Replies...This sounds like a scene from a teen movie Anyways, the boyfriend is such a good and chill guy. Too bad OP felt like an idiot back then.
Wow the sister is a real a*****e but thankfully the boyfriend is pretty cool
Drizzho thinks we shouldn't write someone off if we catch them in a "little" lie, as sometimes we do so even if we're talking about the most trivial things. Especially children.
Dr. Hart agrees. "Since we know that everyone lies from time to time, we should probably continue to trust people whose lies we detect," the psychologist said, reiterating that it's the intent we should be aware of.
"If we notice that someone is lying a lot or if their lies are selfish and malevolent, we should probably reconsider whether they deserve our trust."
When I was elementary school age, my parents left me home alone while they went to pick up my sister from a school event. I thought it would be funny to prank 911. I called and said “There’s an escaped murderer in my house!” and hung up, laughing at my funny joke. I got an immediate call back. I panicked and answered the phone and hung up. They called back. So I tried to unplug the landline.
Just as the police were pulling up, my parents pulled up too. The police pulled a gun on my dad and made him prove he lived there. I was so scared of getting in trouble, I made up a story that a man knocked on the door and tried to force his way in. I told them it was a white man with a dark beard and he ran off in the cornfield. I don’t think my parents ever knew I made it all up.
The next day, the Oklahoma City bombing happened and I thought it was God punishing people because he was mad at what I did.
Sorry but not sorry to be "lecturey". These types of prank calls do take away valuable police time from actual very serious calls out. They will waste time actually looking for someone who doesn't exist... Sorry for making it about me but my violent ex disappeared for over 4 and a half almost 5days after the attack on myself. He was caught... but thought of police resources and manpower being wasted like this when there are people in very serious danger? It's? Just don't. Someone could actually lose their life.
During a field trip in 5th grade I lied and said I saw a mountain lion on top of the hill.
Everybody turned around and said, "Oh yeah I see it! It's right there!
I couldn't see s**t.
To this day I'm not sure if they really did see one or if they were all just f*****g with me.
People see what they expect to see and want to see. I had a similar experience when a black speedboat went past a boat I was on at a distance and everyone thought it was a whale until it got closer. Id guess there was a funny looking tree stump up there, and most people convinced themselves it was a lion, and those who couldn't see it didn't want to be left out and so they cried wolf as well
When I was in kindergarten we had Santa visit driving a red Holden Ute (because Australia). He said it flew so before he drove off the teacher made the kids run inside and look out of the window (away from the road) to see if we could see him flying. One kid cried and pointed, “there he is I see him!” I couldn’t see anything but along with the others I agreed I could.
So if no one got hurt and the person you caught lying wasn't trying to affect your life in any negative way, perhaps it's best to just move past it. After all, we'd like others to do the same for us, too.
Signing off, Drizzho also asked if we could help and add a link to their cat's medical fundraiser, so if you want to read up on three-year-old Apollo's condition, visit the boy's GoFundMe here.
I was playing with the the TV remote control and dropped it and broke it. Then instead of leaving the place I put the broken remote on the corner table and stood in front of it and told everyone passing by, "Nothing's wrong here.".
Told my kindergarten teacher that my mom was "going to have a baby." Not sure why. My mom volunteered at the school so when she came in a few days later, my teacher hugged her all excitedly and went "congratulations!" She had even gotten my mom a card and everything.
It was really awkward when my mom was super confused and then had to explain to my teacher that she wasn't really pregnant.
Twin girls in my son’s kindergarten class did the same thing. When the parents came to pick them up the teacher congratulated them and they were miffed.
Had a pre-k kid who did this years back. She told her teacher mom was at the hospital and just had a baby brother. There was no brother. One time she told the babysitter mom had been in the hospital for 3 days. The sitter was very concerned and asked dad if they needed any help. He was confused. She's 13 now and we still give her grief about it.
one time my brother told his 6th grade teacher(my moms friend) that our mom had died. she was shocked to see my mom pick my brother up from school
Oof. Not me, but I remember a kid lied that his parents had died for some reason in middle school. Everyone believed it until his dad miraculously appeared very much alive and told people his mom was alive too.
The following month, his dad died in a car accident. A month after that, his mom died of a d**g overdose.
That s**t still gives me the chills.
It sounds like that kid was having a rough home life before this all happened.
I forgot my keys and got locked out of the house in like seventh grade, Usually I'd just wait on the porch, read and do my homework because locked myself out at least twice a month, but it was a long day and I was tired, so I donkey kicked the door.
When my mom and stepdad came home they asked why the door was broken and I said I didn't know, it was like that when I got home..So they called the police and the police matched my shoe to the shoe print.
luckily I was generally a good kid and wasn't one for lying, so I just got yelled at a bit,.
Not trying to be an AH, but what kind of front door can a 12-13 year old can break open with a donkey kick? Doesn't sound very sturdy to me.
If you make the hee haw sound your kick is way stronger.
Load More Replies...Reminds me of when I was in 8th grade. I forgot my key and it was going to be hours before my parents came home. Like an idiot I tried to hop over our locked gate to check the backdoor and ripped half the back of my pants out. I was not about to hop back over and walk down the street with my a*s hanging out. So I broke the window on the door with a small rock and told my parents it was like that I came home. Boy I never forgot my key again, I was so scared I'd get found out and grouned for life
In seventh grade, I was twelve. I had my own key to the house, like all of my friends did (for their houses, duh!)
When I was in 4th grade, I did poorly on a math test and had to get it signed by a parent. My solution was to sign my dad’s name in blue crayon. I got grounded.
really? i thought he would have used a purple crayon....
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I pretended to be blind for a day. I fooled three doctors until I got some fancy test that proved me wrong. My family was PISSED. I wanted glasses because I thought they looked cool.
Glasses with fake lenses are way cheaper than real ones. Especially since hipsters decided they were chic in teh late 2000s.
My sister tried that and then it was found it that she was actually far sighted and needed them
I did the same. I would just make my eyes lose focus for a sec, then bring them back in focus. I did end up to the Tasmanian Devil glasses I wanted though! They hurt, they got their revenge.
I don't know if they have them, but why didn't you go down to the local d**g store and see if you could by some reading glasses.
Have you ever tried reading glasses? If you don't need them, you won't be able to see at all.
Load More Replies...I wanted glasses and braces so bad when I was a kid. When my sister got braces, I was so jealous. Right up until she starred having to use a spreader in the roof of her mouth.
Teased until 1997 when I got contacts about my glasses. Still have a stigma
I pooped in the dog outhouse when I was 8
Tried to blame the dog
Yeah no, my mom doesn’t think the dog poops where he rests.
why do people do this? they had a problem with this just recently at my school, some guy shat in 2 different urinals
Happened when I was in high school. We called him the Phantom Pooper.
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I lied to my whole grade and said I got a girl pregnant in 7th grade and I have a son
Had a friend who got pregnant in 6th grade so quite believable. She had an abortion BTW. For the best considering the father was also her father. My childhood hometown was a very dark place I never care to return to.
In fifth grade I wasn’t doing my homework and I got home from school one day to my mom and mamaw sitting in the living room with serious looks on their face. My mom told me to sit down and said that the school called and told them that I hadn’t been turning in my work. I instantly started crying and said that I had been turning in my work, just not my homework.
They would always ask if I was doing my homework and I’d say yes even thought I wasn’t.
My mom said,”Okay, well you better start doing it.” And then proceeded to tell me that the school never called, she just knew I hadn’t been doing my work.
Another time when I was fifteen my mom told me to fold the fitted sheets and I said that I would. I thought she was on the back porch so I just shoved them into the storage container and she was sitting right behind me watching me lol.
There is a trick to it, but I can never remember it correctly, then get frustrated and just ball it all up.
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I had an eye appointment in grade 2 and I told my teacher my vision was so amazing that the eye doctor said I had 40/40 vision. It was actually 20/20, but I fibbed and thought 40/40 sounded better.
She made me read the next chapter of the book in front of the whole class because I had excellent vision.
Isn´t 40/40 vision the same as 20/20 anyway? It means you can see at x feet as well as the average person can see at x feet. (I´m like 20/400, meaning the average person can be 400 feet away and see what I can at 20 feet, i.e. my vision is awful.)
Not really as the vision charts are designed to be read from 20 feet (6m). 40/40 would imply you were standing 40 feet from the chart. 20/20 vision just means you are average. Nice explanation with an annotated chart here: https://visioneyeinstitute.com.au/eyematters/what-does-20-20-vision-actually-mean/
Load More Replies...why do that....she could have easily said that you must've heard the doctor wrong or pulled you aside later....
I wouldn’t exactly class this as ‘developing into a huge thing later’…
Reading a whole chapter in front of the entire class? I would!
Load More Replies... A friend and I had plans to go to the mall together after school. A girl we knew asked if she could hang out with us that day (she didn't know we already had plans together) and neither of us really wanted to bring another person along, so we lied and said we were both busy.
Later at the mall, we were walking past the food court and ran into that same girl. She was there with her mom. We made eye contact and she called out to us "hey, remember when you guys said you were both busy and couldn't hang out with me?"
It was the most awkward thing ever and I felt really guilty. After that I learned not to tell lies like that, because there is a big chance of them backfiring and hurting someone's feelings.
it wasnt a lie, you guys were busy, busy going to the mall together, that doesn't mean she could go just cause she might go too
Lies of omission are still lies. Apologizing for it, justifying it, bending semantics to try and defend it doesn't say anything flattering about the defender. True honesty, with tact, would have been to say they wanted to just hang together as a pair.
Load More Replies...except you did have plans, and were busy. she didnt need to know what they plans were.
That happened with a friend of mine. I asked what she was doing that night to make plans, but she said she was busy with xyz. I went on a date at a bar that night and lo and behold there's Katie and her obnoxious friend, Amanda...not doing XYZ.
When I was in kindergarten I saw this book I really liked and stole it. During the ride home I lied to my mom that it was given to me by a friend. She bought it *until* my sister who was sitting next to me in the car took the book to look at it and then read, out loud, "Property of **the school I went to**" I got in BIG trouble after that and had to go back to school just to give it back.
I was about 11 or 12 and my best friends introduced me to some neighbors as british. They asked where I was from and I said Nottingham as it was the only british place I could come up with quickly. I was committed to it and used what was probably the worst british accent ever for several years until they thankfully moved. I would give anything to have a recording of my fake accent. I imagine it was somewhere between Costner’s Robinhood and D**k Van Dyke’s chimney sweep.
BP censored D**k Van Dyke's first name, but not his last? The AI needs an upgrade.
Because being a dyke is perfectly ok, but being a d**k is not.
Load More Replies...Fun fact: DVD apparently did an actually amazing Cockney accent, but Disney didn't like it and made him change it.
They gave him the British actor J. Pat O'Malley, a master of accents, to coach him to speak Cockney. O'Malley later admitted that he knew nothing about Cockney accents.
Load More Replies...Richard 'D I C K' van Dyke, BP. It's a name. Quit with the ridiculous censorship.
First person I've seen who doesn't first think of London when thinking of British places
I told my boyfriend (now husband) that the shop didn't have any twix bars (I forgot to get it). He later went down to the shop and of course they had them. 23 years later and he still hasn't forgotten about it 🤣🤣🤣.
If I pick up the wrong thing, I often use this excuse. I'm pretty sure my family is on to me at this point. LOL
One afternoon I went to a friend's house from the bus stop instead of going home after school. I was in kindergarten. The friend's mom asked me if my parents knew I was there, and I said "yeah of course, we planned this since last week". My parents had no idea where I was and called the police. Cue the town-wide manhunt until a neighbor that was friends with my parents spotted me and called them. I got my a*s handed to me for that one.
Never would have happened to a Gen-X kid. Nobody gave a damn where we were ever.
Oh but the adventures we had!!!! Couldn't have done half what we did with today's parents hanging around 😂
Load More Replies...You know what? Their parents actually cared about them, loved them and it shows!
Depends how close the bus stop is. When my oldest was in kindergarten, the bus stop was at literally at the house next door, so she did it all the time.
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At Christmas it was customary for the 3 kids to come down to see Santa had laid out 3 piles one for each kid. one year we came down and the middle aged kid's pile was extremely huge compared to the other 2 kids. Dad said, hmm, something isn't right here, and he fixed the pile. The middle kids was crying, "How can you know? You can't know that!" That's when he and I realized Santa wasn't real.
If he was middle aged would you not think he'd be too old for such shenanigans?
I was 5, my sister 6, our brother was 2 or 3. my dad had money (I assumed pocket change, turns out different bills mean different things and it was rent and bills, a couple grand) sitting up on the mantle of the fireplace. I spotted it, decided to nab it because I could reach it, and I was taught that money is everything growing up. Upon holding this money I realized that we were about to leave for school and my dad would walk into the living room any second and see it was missing, and he was abusive so this was a real issue, I was scared I'd get caught putting it back, so instead I shoved it into my brother's backpack (I'm special so our dad only hit me, never raised a finger at the others) and called it a day. A minute later my dad comes bursting outside to where we're waiting for him losing his mind that this money is missing (looking back rightfully so, he was paying rent after dropping us off) and freaking out at us because obviously it was one of us. He checks our pockets- nothing. Onto the backpacks- here I'm thinking I'm an absolute genius, Einstein type s**t, I'm golden. Checks my bag- nothing, checks my sisters- nothing, checks my brothers- surprise surprise! He finds the money and turns to me and my sister, looking even more angry- I'd made a fatal mistake. You see, while I was tall enough to reach the top of the mantle, my two year old brother was definitely not, oops. Anyways cue more yelling 'IM GONNA FIGURE OUT WHICH ONE OF YOU F*****S TRIED STEALING FROM ME BAH BAH BAH' and he takes us to school, about a week later I broke down crying from guilt and admitted that I stole it to my aunt. If the beating I got wasn't enough I was branded as a liar and a thief by my dad, and then there was just one more reason for him to hate me. Looking back I see this as a pretty funny story, but I had a kinda f****d up childhood so I guess it's up to you to decide if this is funny or sad lol.
this is not a funny store to look back on at all! its just strait up abuse
No, even looking back its not a funny story. My dad was in armed forces, strict, disciplinarian. He loves us a lot but we used to get beaten up for small mistakes. Even my cousins used to be scared of him. Agree, we all turned up nice, honest and did good in our lives but those beatings will never be funny stories
An adult who is the father of three children is also old enough to know not to beat up their kids, but guess what happens?
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I pretended I couldn't talk for fun at my new school, and my parents had to come to the school to prove I could talk.
A variation on this. When my daughter attended primary school for the first time, a few weeks later we got a call from the teacher asking if one of us could call in as she was 'Playing up'. Short story was that the visiting school nurse was there and trying to ask our daughter some questions but she refused to answer. We quickly found out that because the nurse was a stranger to her, we told her many times not to talk to strangers or if we said it was ok. Situation sorted, but she was in tears thinking she had done something wrong.
I said I had a girlfriend at a different school, one of the kids mum was a teacher there and confirmed they didn't exist. Little a*****e hated me, god it was embarrassing.
I actually did have a boyfriend at a different school. Never dawned on me to lie about something like that. Didn't know it was a trope until I was like late 20's. Looking back I wonder how many thought I was just straight up lying. He was super pretty too. Saw him recently, he is still pretty. Dumb as a brick, but gorgeous.
When I was younger, I started pretending that I was a really heavy sleeper so that when my parents tried to wake me up, I could get a couple more minutes. Now I can't stop because they'll think something's up.
My son threw up in school. We got call saying he wasn’t feeling good, so I went over to get him.
At home, still sick. I took him to the pediatrician because he just looked ill. Sent blood work, swabbed throat, did a decent work up. Nothing showed up, except eventually huge bills because we hadn’t met our deductible. He was much better the next day or so.
A few days later my wife and I were staring at him at dinner and noticed his bangs looked crooked. We looked at each other and started to ask him questions. Waterworks ensued, along with the truth.
He was in art class and cut a decent bit of hair off. He said his hair was in his eyes. About that time the teacher walked by, and to dispose of the evidence he ate his hair. He gagged but got it down. Then puked more later.
tl;dr My son got an expensive medical work up because he ate his own hair to hide the fact that he cut his own hair in class.
In kindergarten my teacher told me that my mom needed to cut my bangs or I wouldn’t be able to see anymore. I took it as I’m going to go blind so I cut them myself - I looked awful
I had a sister that was a year older. My mother made it a competition on who could get dressed and ready for school faster. My sister always won. One night after I went to bed I got up and dressed in my school clothes and went back to sleep. I rushed out in the morning and my sister was still in her room. I was so happy. My mother asked me if I slept in my clothes. I said no. She told me to go look in the mirror.
My wife has been telling people she’s 29 for the last 9 years. That’s gonna have to catch up with her eventually.
My Mom was 28 until she passed away, but only because her sister was always 29.
Load More Replies...So she likes having everyone think that she looks kind of old for her age ...?
My Nana lied about her age for many years, and finally her daughter in elementary school wrote a paper about how sad it was that her mom had to drop out of school to have kids. The nun who was teaching the class called Nana in to talk and told her that she needed to tell her kids the truth about how old she was.
It's more fun to not lie about your age and get disbelieving looks. Yes you can look younger than expected at 43!
A friend claimed she was 39 until her daughter didn't pretend to be less than 40.
My dad has a friend who says he recently celebrated however many anniversaries of his 29th birthday.
I used to like dropping eggs on the floor because I thought it was satisfying, so I dropped 3 eggs on the ground one day and blamed it on my little sister. I thought it would work since she’s a troublemaker, but there was egg whites on my hands.
I hate trying g to cleanmup a dropped/cracked egg. They are not easy to clean up. One is enough but three, oh my.
I tried to write an excuse to leave school for the day at lunch, from my “parents”
I was in first grade, I wrote it in orange crayon, and signed it “Keepcalmdude’s dad”
Needless to say it didn’t work.
I borrowed (stole) my dad's debit card to get $10 late one night when I was 16ish. Put it right back on top of the coffee maker, where he had put it, but didn't realize it fell. I told them I didn't see it bc I didn't want to admit to taking out money without asking.
I had to confess when they went to the bank after learning it was used. The bank was going to pull video and police were notified of possible theft. Felt like such a d**k because I knew if I just said I took it for $10 they wouldn't have cared.
I was 12. I told my mom I was going to be staying at my Friend Eric's house and got her to give me a ride there and she was going to pick me up the next morning.
I actually hung out at Eric's for an hour then went to meet with my girlfriend in the woods behind her house. She was going to tell her parents she felt like camping and set up a tent out there for us to spend the night together.
Well torrential rain storm happened soaking through the crappy Walmart tent. She went in her house. I hid in her garage then walked to Erics house the next morning soaked to wait for my Mom.
Saw a little girl at school get a lollipop because it was her birthday, lied and told them it was also my birthday because I wanted a lollipop. It worked, no-one bothered to check. Told my mum because I didn't think it was a big deal and she went ballistic. Had to go in the next day and tell them it wasn't my birthday and apologize.
I convinced my friend when we met years ago that I was the Gerber baby. We ended up dating for a while, and he told all his friends that he was dating the original Gerber baby. It wasn’t until last year it came up, and I told him it was all bullshit. He was legitimately shocked.
My parents had just gotten me a brand new phone. A few days after getting it, I took it out of my backpack at school and was horrified to find a huge crack across the screen. I wasn't sure how it happened, but it was probably just from being jostled around in my backpack.
The phone still worked, but I was so scared I was going to get in trouble for cracking the screen. I tried my best to hide it, but my mom noticed it a few days later and demanded to know what happened. In a moment of panic, I lied and said my teacher had taken away all of our phones before a standardized test (which was actually true, we'd done standardized testing a week or so ago and had to turn in our phones) and when I got it back, it was cracked. I thought she would accept that answer and it would be over with.
But no, my mom freaked out, demanded to know what teacher it was, and then started *calling the school* to ask to speak to them about it. As she was dialing the number, I broke down and confessed that I actually just found it cracked and that my teacher had nothing to do with it.
She was angrier at me for lying than she was about the broken phone screen. Really learned my lesson that day.
Not me, but my brother. Our grandmother died on September 11th. After the attacks, he told his teacher at school about her. The school called my parents to extend their condolences.
She died on September 11th a decade earlier.
he wasn't Technically lying then, if he said "Oh yeah, my grandma died on September 11th, it was sad" It wasn't a lie even if everyone thought he meant 9/11 cause he never said September 11th 2001
One time, some kids were making fun of me for having a unibrow, so I went home and tried shaving it off. I accidentally went a little too far on one eyebrow than the other, so I tried to even it out but ended up shaving off my eyebrow completely. I knew that if kids were making fun of me for having a unibrow, they would rip me apart for having no eyebrows. I threw a bandaid over my shaved-off eyebrow and started telling people I got punched and had to get stitches. The next thing I know, I am in the principal's office. I had to take my bandaid off and show him that I wasn’t getting beat up at school. It was super embarrassing. But, I still had to keep my lies to my classmates. In hindsight, I doubt anyone believed me.
When I was 8, I lived down a gravel road that was about 1/2 mile. We had a turnaround loop for the bus so the bus would come down the gravel road to pick me up. The older kids on the bus hated this. In the afternoons they would corner me and tell me it was my fault that their bus ride home was longer than it should be because I should walk out to the main road instead. Fast forward to a day that we had a substitute driver. I told the driver that the bus takes me down the gravel road to my house. The older kids immediately jumped up and told the driver I was lying. They were all screaming. I being a child started crying. The driver felt bad and took me down the road. My parents came home later and could tell I was upset. As I was telling the story, they just assumed the driver didn’t take me down the road and I couldn’t help but let them believe it because of all the support I was receiving. I never dreamed they would call the school board. I had to come clean so the substitute driver wouldn’t get fired.
Do all American kids get individually picked up by the school bus? That's crazy to me. We don't even have school buses here
when I was in the 2nd grade my house was just a bit over a mile from my school, but the walk was through the woods on a bike trail. I loved walking on that trail and had a scheme to get kicked off the bus, so that I could walk on those trails every day. I would misbehave on the bus ride (jumping around, throwing paper airplanes, etc.) until the school called my parents. I thought everything was going perfectly to plan until my parents said that if I got kicked off the bus I would not be allowed to play video games until I moved out of the house. I was a well behaved passenger from then on out, haha.
My sister once kicked me in the face and we panicked and agreed not to tell our parents. The next day I woke up with a huge black eye and swore down I didn’t know how I’d gotten it….teacher called social services 🙈 I still swore no one touched me so ended up getting a CAT scan and it was put down to sinus issues.
When I was in elementary school, someone dropped some Pokemon cards on the floor during latchkey and I pocketed them. I guess someone saw me and told him.
When I later got confronted by the teacher and the kid's dad, I denied it and they made me empty my pockets.
The dad looked at me like I was the biggest piece of s**t on the planet.
My younger sister was in the grade under me from Elementary thru to High school.
anytime I tried to lie about something, all my friends would just go ask her.
I couldn't get away with anything.
I lied that we went swimming in a lake when my aunt asked what we did when we had a trip on a Sunday.. just when I told her that to brag how fun it was swimming, she asked my dad right in front of me and he said we did not in fact go swimming that day. I was so embarrassed lol.
Trying to beg off of an invitation because “I’m allergic to pizza.”
E: I don’t remember many specifics. I was maybe 7 and this was long ago.
When I was in fourth grade I wanted to take the accelerated reader test for Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire after checking it out and not reading it. My teacher stopped me at first and asked if I had read it and I said yes because I thought that seeing the movie was good enough. I took the test and failed fantastically. It being a larger book meant that it was heavily weighted in AR points.
My teacher called me out in front of my entire class for bringing our class average down. I had to admit that I had only watched the movie and I was kinda given a brow beating by everyone. My teacher essentially told everyone that we now could not win the pizza party movie day because doctacola ruined it for everyone. Now that I’m an adult, I would have handled that differently than she did haha.
wow... I understand the upsetness at it, but calling the kid out and Telling everyone that they now could not win the pizza party movie day Cause if the kid? That's not right at all! that's breaking trust and self-esteem, something no teacher should do! ... my mom would have bought pizza for everyone not let the teah touch it and let everyone have a day of HP movies just for that comment {she had done it before, Rip mom}
When I was a kid a small group of idiots acted out in class and were warned that if they kept it up the entire class would be punished. They decided to push it, so we were all made to write an essay about... I forget exactly what, but I wrote mine about how unfair it was that we were all getting punished for something the rest of us hadn't done. And I was right; that's complete BS. You only have to look at Full Metal Jacket to see just how badly that kind of policy can backfire. Pun intended.
I took the AR test for Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone (or sorcerer's) and I didn't read the last chapter, so I used what I remembered from the movie and I did okay
I said my uncle was a star in Algeria😭.
Not me, but I had a teacher in Primary School (that's Elementary School, my dear Americans) who was a pathological liar. She made such absolutely ridiculous claims as her brother playing Emperor Palpatine (she wasn't even British, and referred to the character as "the evil emperor") and being friends with rockstars and Olympic athletes. We all held her in complete contempt for thinking we'd be stupid enough to buy it just because we were children. Kids might be inexperienced, but they know damn well when they're being treated like morons.
I once said that my grandfather had died when I had just turned 6yrs old. To a Nun at school where my mother taught. She immediately went to my mother and asked, alarmed worrying. Id only met my adoptive grandfather once and was too embarrassed/felt too guilty to admit that I didn't know or could remember what he looked like when we were asked to do drawings of our parents, grandparents. I'd only met him once when I was 3yrs old but that was... Yeah. Still remember how bad I felt for lying
When I was maybe in 5th grade or so my parents and I were on a walk while I was riding my bike alongside them. I wanted to cut through these people's yard to take a shortcut home but my parents wouldn't do it. So I threw a big huge fit and pouted and they basically left me there pouting like a block from home. After I eventually went home I devised a story to make them feel bad for "abandoning" me, so I told them someone tried to kidnap me but I rode away on my bike. They walked down and talked to some neighbors nearby, one of which worked as a police officer, and had me talk to him. I think they all eventually figured out I was lying but I never fessed up.
I had a twin sister, and the "tooth fairy" generally left us a few bucks (2-3 $USD) under our pillows every time we lost a baby-tooth (not sure how prevalent this is outside US) and I took my sister's bills and replaced them with a nickel ($0.05) - my parents were not convinced when I plead I had no involvement. (1980s).
So many growing up. Sister an I would fight constantly. She was a little devil a year younger than me. So I was always the one getting the strap. One day I crumbled crackers up on the porch an had gone to a friends. My dad saw them but she was the only one home so she got the strap for doing that and lying.
Jesus, did EVERYONE get beat?? Apparently except for me?
Load More Replies...Not me, but I had a teacher in Primary School (that's Elementary School, my dear Americans) who was a pathological liar. She made such absolutely ridiculous claims as her brother playing Emperor Palpatine (she wasn't even British, and referred to the character as "the evil emperor") and being friends with rockstars and Olympic athletes. We all held her in complete contempt for thinking we'd be stupid enough to buy it just because we were children. Kids might be inexperienced, but they know damn well when they're being treated like morons.
I once said that my grandfather had died when I had just turned 6yrs old. To a Nun at school where my mother taught. She immediately went to my mother and asked, alarmed worrying. Id only met my adoptive grandfather once and was too embarrassed/felt too guilty to admit that I didn't know or could remember what he looked like when we were asked to do drawings of our parents, grandparents. I'd only met him once when I was 3yrs old but that was... Yeah. Still remember how bad I felt for lying
When I was maybe in 5th grade or so my parents and I were on a walk while I was riding my bike alongside them. I wanted to cut through these people's yard to take a shortcut home but my parents wouldn't do it. So I threw a big huge fit and pouted and they basically left me there pouting like a block from home. After I eventually went home I devised a story to make them feel bad for "abandoning" me, so I told them someone tried to kidnap me but I rode away on my bike. They walked down and talked to some neighbors nearby, one of which worked as a police officer, and had me talk to him. I think they all eventually figured out I was lying but I never fessed up.
I had a twin sister, and the "tooth fairy" generally left us a few bucks (2-3 $USD) under our pillows every time we lost a baby-tooth (not sure how prevalent this is outside US) and I took my sister's bills and replaced them with a nickel ($0.05) - my parents were not convinced when I plead I had no involvement. (1980s).
So many growing up. Sister an I would fight constantly. She was a little devil a year younger than me. So I was always the one getting the strap. One day I crumbled crackers up on the porch an had gone to a friends. My dad saw them but she was the only one home so she got the strap for doing that and lying.
Jesus, did EVERYONE get beat?? Apparently except for me?
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