Where You Rank
She is twenty eight, she is in her third trimester, and she has spent this whole week sleeping on the couch.
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Where You Rank
Episode guide
Four stories this morning, and one sentence running through every one of them. The sentence that tells you exactly where you rank with somebody.
A woman in her third trimester who has been sleeping on the couch all week, and the reason her partner gave for never offering to take it. A man on a work trip who listened back to the cat camera and heard what his girlfriend says about him when he is not in the room. A brother with a scar across half his face, whose future sister-in-law offered to have it edited out of the wedding photos. And a woman who planned a weekend away with her mum, and got a phone call demanding to know why her sister was not invited.
These are anonymous posters' accounts, paraphrased to protect identifying details. A Reddit post is one person's version of events rather than proof of every claim, and a comment section is a crowd of readers reacting, not a verdict. All four stories surfaced on 7 October 2026, on r/relationship_advice and r/AmItheAsshole. Where a poster reports what somebody else said or thought, this piece repeats it as the poster's account.
The couch in the third trimester
She is 28. She is in her third trimester. She is in a lot of pain, at best extremely uncomfortable, and she is not sleeping. Her partner is 44. He snores loudly, he moves around in his sleep, he rolls into her side, and she says he has accidentally hit her. The bed is small, and it is warm with him in it. 1
Then she worked something out on her own. Sleeping alone, she gets four or five hours unbroken. It is not great. It is sleep. So early in the pregnancy she started taking the couch every few days, and this past week she has taken it every single night.
What she says she has not got is any help with it. Her partner never offers her the bed, and he has never offered to help her set the couch up. What he does do, she writes, is get huffy about her wanting to sleep somewhere else.
So this week she said it out loud. It might be nice if he offered to sleep on the couch once in a while. He reminded her that he likes to sleep in the bed, and with her next to him, and that he sleeps better next to her, and that the couch is not as comfortable. And then he admitted the reason he does not offer: he hopes that if she takes the couch, she will find it uncomfortable, and end up joining him back in the bed.
She adds one more piece of context, and it is the part that makes the argument what it is. He works, so he needs his sleep. She is currently signed off by her doctor.
Five hundred and fifty upvotes, and four hundred and eighty comments, and the two halves of that comment section are doing completely different things. Half of it is practical advice: set up an air mattress in another room, use separate blankets, try nose tape or earplugs, put a long body pillow down the middle, find out whether the snoring improves if he sleeps on his side. One reader says they would get a misting bottle and start spraying him in the face like a bad cat. The other half is turned on her, which she clearly did not expect: one comment tells her that he simply does not want to be away from her at night, and that she seems difficult and ungrateful. No update. So tonight, in that house, somebody is still on the couch.
What she said with the camera facing the wall
He is 24, his girlfriend is 21, and they have been together three years. The history she is working against is small. She used to smoke quite a bit. He told her early on, honestly, that the smell disgusts him and that he would never, and she quit. His one request if she ever started again was that she would not do it inside their apartment. 2
Now he is away on business, ten hours from home, and he has been gone a week. She throws a party with coworkers and friends, which he says he had no problem with. And then he gets a motion notification from the cat camera aimed at the living room, and finds that the camera has been turned round to face the wall.
His first thought is the cat, because the cat has moved it before. So he scrolls back through the footage, and finds that his girlfriend turned it, deliberately. Then he switches on the audio.
A guest at the party asks why they do not just move the camera. And his girlfriend answers, in his own transcription: I do not even care any more, do what you want. It is my apartment, he is fine. Then, he writes, the room laughs about finally being able to smoke inside. And she adds the line he cannot get out of his head: he is just anti-smoking, anti-vape, anti-lettuce, anti-everything. Her friends pile in and agree.
Two days before that party, he had been talking to her about going to look at rings together. There is a big family trip in a week. He also noticed, on the same footage, one of their cats eating pizza off the table.
Four hundred and fifty upvotes, and three hundred and seventy comments, and those comments argue with each other. A number of readers are on her side about one thing: why is there a camera in the apartment at all. One writes that most cat cameras are really just a way to monitor the place, and that a motion alert when he knows she is home does not hold up as a reason. The comment that lands hardest goes the other way: she threw a party while he was away specifically so she could do the things she knows he does not like, and then talked about him like that to her friends. No update, beyond an edit saying she texted back and her phone had died.
The scar the bride wanted edited out
He is 28. As a child he was in an accident, and he has a large scar on his face. It runs from his mouth up past his eye, across his cheek, to his ear and his hairline. Around his little nieces and nephews he has, for the last few years, worn a mask — half a covid mask, in leather — so that the children are comfortable around him. 3
His brother is 33 and is planning a wedding. When the conversation turned to the dress code and the photographs, he offered to wear his mask, or to make a new one for the day. His brother's fiancée said the mask would look weird and she did not want that in the photos. So he offered to go without it — he is still working on his confidence without the mask, but for his brother he would try.
She was not happy with that either. What she offered instead was to have a friend edit the wedding photographs and remove the scarring. He asked her how his scars would ruin the photos. She said they are sad, and frightening to some people. And then she reframed it as a gift: an opportunity to see what he would have looked like if the accident had never happened, which she suggested he might find therapeutic.
He ended the conversation there. His brother, he writes, has since warmed to the idea. He has not. Which would make him the only person at that wedding who gets edited.
Seven hundred and fifty upvotes, and five hundred and thirteen comments. Readers found the bride's logic quickly. One writes that by the bride's logic they should not have been in their own wedding photos, since they have a facial scar. Another suggests, mischievously, that the photographer edit the bride's own face and see how she reacts. And a reader with a cleft lip scar says they would be furious. One comment is not a joke at all: please do not wear the mask any more, around anyone. No update, and no date on that wedding yet.
You are her only aunt
She is 28, her sister is 30, and her sister is committed, online, posting-about-it child free. The poster had her daughter at 18, which she says was rough. She married her high school sweetheart, has no regrets, and is now pregnant with a second child. 4
The two of them grew apart, and she says the reason is her sister's attitude to her children. If she could not stay out later than agreed, her sister got upset. If she mentioned doing something she could bring her daughter to, her sister got upset. And the posts online, she writes, made her feel like an idiot for having children at all, at a point in her life when things were hard.
On to the weekend. Her daughter has a volleyball training session in a nice city about a state away. The poster is going with her, the parents have most of the day free, so she invited her mother and turned it into a small girls' trip: the child trains, the two of them wander the city, they all have dinner, and they do it again the next day before driving home.
Then her sister called, asking why she had not been invited. The poster asked her why she would invite her. Her sister pointed out that their mother was going, so she should be invited too. The poster said this is her daughter's volleyball weekend, she already knows how her sister feels about children, and she was not going to invite her on a trip that exists because of her kid. Her sister said it was different, because the child would be gone most of the day. And then she got to it: that is not fair, I am still your daughter's favourite aunt. The poster's answer was four words long. You are her only aunt.
Eight and a half thousand upvotes, and eight hundred and thirty comments. The child-free readers carry that comment section. One of them writes that she is child free, that most of her family has children, and that you can still be close to people who have kids — the sister cannot have it both ways. Another asks the question underneath the whole thing: has she ever been to a game, does she help with drop-offs, and if the answer is no to all of it, why would she get the fun trip. No update. But their mother is now not excited about the trip, which the sister managed to do on her way out.
Your group chat this morning
So the sentence in all four is the same shape. He told her, to her face, that he was hoping she would get uncomfortable enough to give up and come back to bed. She told a room full of guests that it was her apartment and he was fine. The bride said his face would ruin the pictures, and called it a gift. And the sister assumed she was the favourite aunt, and found out she was the only one.
None of them thinks they did anything wrong. That is what makes it good gossip. Every single one of them would tell you this story with themselves as the reasonable one, and they would mean it.
Which is why the sentence matters so much. It slips out, usually when somebody is being relaxed and honest, and then you know exactly where you rank.
So here is your question for the group chat this morning. When did somebody tell you exactly where you rank with them? And did they say it to your face, or did you have to hear it another way?
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