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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Dazzling_Necessary81 on 2026-02-27 11:09:00+00:00.
This was two hours ago and I'm still not okay.
My friend lives in one of those complexes where every building is identical, like the goddamn backrooms or something, I've been there before. I thought I knew the door.
The door was slightly open.
I knocked twice, pushed it open, and went "yo im here" No answer. Walked in anyway. Couch, kitchen, vaguely familiar smell. Close enough.
Now here's the thing: I had to shit. Not like "oh I should find a bathroom soon" but like a full on toilet destroying full emergency and like instead of waiting thirty seconds to confirm I was in the right apartment, I walked directly to the bathroom, locked the door, and immediately committed a biohazard event in the toilet.
Mid-atrocity I hear a kid's voice from somewhere in the apartment: "Mom? Who's in the bathroom?"
I was a bit confused at first cuz, why was there someone calling for their mom? I was pretty sure that my friend lived alone and then, it hit me.
Different towels. Different shower curtain. Rubber ducks I have never seen in my life.
I was in their house and they had heard everything, the goddamn fucking loud ass sharts and all.
I opened the door. A woman with a laundry basket is standing in the hallway. Behind her, a small child peeking around her leg like I'm a crack addict who js broke into their house
My friend, let's call him A.
Then after coming out of toilet, washing my hands, I embarrassingly asked
"...this isn't A's place, is it?"
It was not A's place.
I apologized so many times to her. She just stared at me, and then I explained the situation. She was honestly kind of chill with it but it was still so fucking embarrassing.
I fucking hate myself.
TL;DR: Walked into the wrong apartment, thought it was my friend's, destroyed a stranger's toilet, got caught by a mom and her kid.