Coffee Bar Ideas

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Planning to put up a coffee bar in our office! Would like to get ideas/suggestions - like what machines should we buy, what materials do we need, etc. Should we get a nespresso? Or is it better if we get an actual espresso machine? We prefer sana low maintenance lang, but still cost effective! TIA! submitted by /u/AccomplishedSwan9072 to r/CoffeePH [link] [comments]

Client wanted a little coffee bar/nook but I also didn’t want to create a bulky addition to a small space (especially with it leading into the living room) - so I created this little area for them! It has outlets, I just take them out in post for a prettier pic. Compliment to the kitchen in my last post! submitted by /u/Halcyon-Haus to r/HomeDecorating [link] [comments]

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"How do I find community in xyz city?" You don't. "Communities" do not exist. It's all marketing from people who're trying to sell you some monthly subscription. There are events you can attend. There are separate people you can meet. There are bars, coffee shops and co-working places you can come to where you may or may not meet someone. There are group chats in Whatsapp/Telegram you can join, but there are no "communities" where you just come and everyone is friends and everyone knows each other and you just come and "join". People MOVE AROUND, come and go, everyone has a job, different plans, different social (or anti-social) calendars. I don't know who sold you this idea of "communities" that some of you think exist around the world, but they don't. You go to hostel you'll meet some people, but it's not a "community", it's just people who live there. You go attend some event and also it's just people who showed up, maybe they'd get along maybe they wouldn't. If someone becomes friends and they decide to do things - it's just a group of friends, they won't be inviting random strangers to "join their community" unless they're selling you something. I'm only saying this so y'all stop being disappointed when you start traveling and then painfully realize each city is just a regular city and each place is just a regular place with regular people. Unless it's a cult. You want to meet people and do things together - there are activity things like running clubs, but again, you just run together. Maybe you become friends maybe you don't. Maybe someone plans an event or doesn't. There are no "built in" friendship groups anywhere. So relax and be normal please. submitted by /u/ohwhereareyoufrom to r/digitalnomad [link] [comments]

In my previous post, I shared how a branding client accidentally introduced me to specialty coffee. What started as understanding a client's business soon became an obsession with understanding how great specialty cafés consistently deliver the same experience. After the AeroPress Championship, my curiosity shifted from brewing coffee to observing how specialty cafés actually worked. I spent a lot of time at the speciality coffee place, not drinking coffee but watching how they operated. The biggest realization was that specialty coffee isn't built around expensive equipment. It's built around systems. I noticed that cafés don't keep adding more coffees to the menu. Curious Life has been roasting a small selection of coffees for years because consistency matters more than variety. I also understood why cafés build most of their menu around one well dialled in espresso blend. If your house blend is consistent, you've already solved more than half the menu. Another thing that stood out was education. These cafés don't just serve coffee, they teach people how to appreciate it. Workshops, cuppings and conversations are part of the experience. Products like Satori aren't just cold brew, they're designed to help people realise that black coffee doesn't have to be bitter. The more I observed, the more I stopped asking,"What machine is this?" and started asking,"Why does this café do it this way?" That question changed everything. I started noticing why recipes are standardised to the tenth of a gram, why water is standardised, why different beverages are served in specific glassware, why experienced baristas taste and dial espresso throughout the day, and why many of them avoid smoking, tobacco and excessive sugar to protect their palate. As a branding designer, I realised I wasn't just learning coffee. I was learning how well designed systems create consistent customer experiences. Naturally, I wanted to apply the same thinking to my own workspace. Our Studios operates from a 2BHK apartment. One bedroom is storage, another is my wife's art studio, the hall is our design workspace, and the unused kitchen became my coffee station because it already had a sink, storage, electrical points and enough counter space. Because it's part of our studio, the space naturally reflects our work. The walls feature artwork by my wife and me, packaging projects I've designed, coffee prints and collectibles we've picked up over the years, intresting brewers and handmade ceramics, giving it an identity beyond just a coffee station. I borrowed the same ideas I had observed in cafés. I tested different bottled waters before settling on one with a consistent mineral content. I compared milk brands and tonic waters before standardising recipes. Glassware is organised by beverage volume, workflow follows the same sequence every time, and consumables are stocked so recipes remain consistent instead of changing based on what's available. optimized things keeping service in mind, now I love to challenge myself when there are more than 2 orders, its an intersection of work flows of different beverages, processing and serving and also timing it! Today, the coffee station has become part of the studio itself. Clients, friends and family naturally gather around the counter, ask questions and experience specialty coffee the same way I did—through conversation. In the final post, I'll share the spreadsheets that documented this entire journey: every coffee purchase, every equipment purchase, the total investment, and the patterns I only noticed after tracking everything for a year. submitted by /u/No_Lake2894 to r/IndiaCoffee [link] [comments]

Yesterday, I came across a Reddit post where someone had documented every coffee purchase they'd made. It wasn't the amount that caught my attention. It was the idea that a spreadsheet could tell the story of an entire hobby. When I opened my own spreadsheets, I realised they weren't documenting money. They were documenting a year of curiosity. There was far too much to fit into one post, so I've split it into three parts. Part 1: How I accidentally discovered specialty coffee. Part 2: How an unused kitchen inside my design studio became a specialty coffee bar. Part 3: Every coffee purchase, every equipment purchase, total investment, and what I learned after tracking everything for a year. - Around a year ago, A speciality coffee cafe became a client of my branding studio. Like any other project, my goal was simple. Understand the business well enough to market it authentically. I expected to learn about menus, branding and customer behaviour. Instead, I found myself asking completely different questions. Why do cafés spend so much on grinders? Why do commercial espresso machines cost as much as cars? What makes one espresso taste completely different from another? The more I asked, the more patiently the owner and head barista answered. They introduced me to consistency, hospitality, workflow and why every variable matters when you're trying to serve the same cup hundreds of times a day. At first, I genuinely thought expensive coffee equipment was unnecessary. Over time, I realised these machines weren't built to make "better" coffee. They were built to make the same coffee, over and over again, with as little variation as possible. That completely changed how I looked at coffee. Curiosity quickly snowballed into learning about extraction, processing methods, water chemistry, café workflows and sensory evaluation. Eventually I bought my first Aeropress and entered the Ahmedabad regional AeroPress Championship, not because I expected to win, but because I wanted to learn. To my surprise, I reached the semi finals. Between rounds I adjusted my recipe based on what I observed from the judges. During the semi final I accidentally spilled my brew with only a couple of minutes left, rushed to make another cup and still managed to stay in contention before eventually being eliminated. I left with A completely different perspective on specialty coffee, a few great friendships and mentors who continue to shape the way I approach coffee Looking back, that competition was the moment coffee stopped being a beverage I enjoyed and became a subject I genuinely wanted to understand. In Part 2, I'll share how that curiosity slowly transformed an unused kitchen inside my design studio into a fully functional specialty coffee workspace submitted by /u/No_Lake2894 to r/IndiaCoffee [link] [comments]

The wine bottle rack is currently holding my lonely syrup bottle, but as I experiment with flavoring coffee, I may add more. Otherwise, I‘m not too sure what to do with the rest of the empty space in there, nor do I know what to do with the wine glass racks, so ideas are welcome. As for the basement wet bar, that one has a full size fridge and actual wraparound bar, so I intend on turning that into a TTRPG surface and using the fridge for root beer or grocery overflow. submitted by /u/Giderah to r/coffeestations [link] [comments]

We’re in the process of updating our kitchen and especially the coffee bar. Used an old desk for the bar for awhile. Everything is coming along. We couldn’t find cabinets that would fit this area. The scale were just too big. We ended up using wall cabinets and I made the toe kick. Then added the butcher block counter. Used the remaining butcher block cut to build the floating shelf. Disconnected the door bell chime and I relocated the thermostat to the other side of the wall. Now choosing backsplash for this and I will be 100% done. I am happy how it turned out. Let me know what you think. Ideas on color for backsplash are welcome. Thanks for dropping by! Pic order is backwards ( After + Before) 😢 submitted by /u/AgentZeroF to r/cabinetry [link] [comments]

(Please let me know if this is the wrong sub for this) I bought this bar cart for a steal from Michael’s bc I wanted to replace my current coffee bar setup, but it’s too small, unfortunately. I don’t drink, ever, so making it into an actual bar cart is not something I want to do with it, but I’m not sure I want to return it either. Is there something else I could use it for? My house is not very big (it can’t go in the kitchen - it would be blocking something no matter where I put it), but the dining room, living room, bedroom, and office are all possible places to put it submitted by /u/No-Application8200 to r/HomeDecorating [link] [comments]

Why don't we see this combination more often? Especially for Coffee shops. They're closed early, and the space is just there. Especially that alcohol markup makes for so much better profit than coffee/ pastries. Is it having a different night staff? liquor license? zoning? You're already paying rent for the space, so why not open it later? submitted by /u/Realistic-Piano-5006 to r/AskNYC [link] [comments]

So I have been sober for almostn2 and a half years now and pour over coffee has been my hobby, I even began roasting my own coffee and have begun experimenting with fermenting my coffee beans prior to roasting and have even started selling a little and I'm think about starting a business roasting and selling coffee as well. I even have some ideas for designing my own kettle and some other things as well. This is all 9f the coffee gear I have collected over my coffee journey so far. This has grown from a means to an end to a hobby to a passion and it takes up all my free time which I am happy to trade. I do all kinds of research and experimenting and I have very much enjoyed my journey so far and I have no plans of stopping any time soon. This has helped keep me sober and out of trouble and has helped me in many unexpected and definitely unintentional ways. Has anyone else been significantly impacted by coffee in any way or am I just a total dork lol I would love to hear about your guy's experience in your coffee journey if you have been impacted by coffee like i have as well. Thanks for reading my coffee story! I posted 2 sets of pics of my coffee bar thats in my room , a set before I got my coffee roaster and 1 pic after I got my roaster submitted by /u/LegitimateHeight6742 to r/pourover [link] [comments]

A while back I was broke, hungry, and desperate. I’d already burned through all the obvious free food hacks—Costco samples, hotel lobbies, church potlucks. Then I had the dumbest idea that somehow… worked. Every morning, I’d just… walk into random houses around my neighborhood. Not breaking in or anything—just slipping in when a door was ajar, or when a garage was open, or I’d follow a dad grabbing the paper and just nod like I belonged. The trick was confidence. I’d head straight to the kitchen, mumble a casual “morning,” and sit down like I’d been living there my whole life. Pancakes? Eggs? Toast? Whatever was on the table, I was eating it. Nobody ever questioned me. Families just assumed I was, like, a cousin, a visiting exchange student, or maybe their kid’s weird new friend who crashed the night. I got so good at blending in I even developed “roles.” In one house, I was “quiet guy who drinks black coffee.” In another, I was “the cousin who doesn’t talk much but always grabs extra toast.” I once buttered six biscuits in silence while an entire family argued about carpool schedules, and not a single person looked twice at me. Best part? People actually offered me stuff to take “for later.” A juice box, a granola bar, a leftover cinnamon roll. It was like meal-prep without the prep. For about a month, breakfast was covered. Every time I smell maple syrup now, my brain immediately goes back to nervously buttering toast while pretending to be “Uncle Jeff’s nephew from Ohio.” What a time. submitted by /u/MarvashMagalli to r/confession [link] [comments]

I am not The OOP, OOP is u/lokisbabygirl12 AITA for ghosting a guy because he insisted on going for drinks on our first date? Originally posted to r/AITAH Thanks to u/queenlegolas & u/soayherder for suggesting this BoRU TRIGGER WARNING: Undertones of sexual predation Original Post June 13, 2025 I (20F) had been talking to this guy (22M) for about a month. We knew each other from school (he was a senior) and reconnected recently. The conversations were fun, flirty, and I was open to meeting him in person to see where things might go. When we started planning a first date, he kept suggesting we go to a bar and get drinks. I personally don’t feel super comfortable drinking with someone I haven’t met properly yet, especially on a first date. I live in India, where that kind of setting—especially as a woman—can feel a little unsafe or just… not ideal unless I already know/trust the person. So I subtly tried to suggest alternatives like coffee or lunch, hoping he’d take the hint. But every time, he pushed for drinks again. It wasn’t aggressive or anything, but it felt dismissive of my comfort. After a few back-and-forths like this, I ended up just losing interest and stopped replying. Now I’m wondering: was that unfair of me? Should I have been more direct instead of ghosting him? Or was I right to just dip if I wasn’t feeling respected or unsure? edit : i guess ‘ghosting’ wasn’t the ideal word to use, i made up an excuse as to why i could not meet him (family commitment) when he just wouldn’t budge on the drinks idea RELEVANT COMMENTS Downvoted Commenter ESH Getting drinks is by and far the standard for a first date. Idk what you’re saying you said, but if you wanted to do something else and are holding it against this person for not understanding your unspoken aversion to the standard then why did you even learn English in the first place On his end, yeah idk why youd keep pushing for something someone’s already rebuffed w alternatives. But if you’re hoping he’d take the hint then I’d assume you phrased things to be a discussion - and then just ended the discussion Edit: the learning English standard was typed under the assumption that English is your first language. Not a racial jab. OOP where I live going out for drinks on the first date is NOT the standard, you’re pretty much stupid if you go out and have drinks alone or with someone new as a young girl in delhi ( the most unsafe state in india), this is usually something that most decent guys understand,the culture around dating and casual drinking is not that developed here. ~ kaysowot He was insisting on going for drinks because he probably wanted to get you drunk and try to shag you. Hints about coffee or lunch or blatant communication about going for coffee or lunch would unlikely change what he wanted here. OOP thats it! people are suggesting i could’ve just gone and had something non- alcoholic but men don’t understand how certain men can act in a situation like that- pushing to get you drunk so it can affect the girl’s judgement or worse. It’s one of the most uncomfortable situations to be in not saying this guy would definitely do this- but I’ve been in enough uncomfortable situations to run the other away at the possibility Update June 14, 2025 Hi again, I didn’t expect my original post to get so much attention this is my first time making an update post, but thank you to everyone who shared their perspectives — especially those who took the time to understand the cultural and safety context of dating in India. So I thought I’d give a small update since a lot of you suggested being direct rather than ghosting, just to see how he reacts and confirm my instincts. To clarify: I had actually canceled our earlier plan by giving the excuse of “family commitments” because I was already feeling weird about the drinks thing, not just straight up stopped replying like some comments thought. But after reading the responses here, I decided to be more honest — for closure, if nothing else. So when he called I said something like: “We can try to meet next weekend if you’re still up for it, but I’d really prefer not to go for drinks”, I even suggested some of my favourite coffee spots His response? He said he usually goes to the gym or works during the day so was hoping to meet a little later. Which… fine, that’s understandable since he does freelance work. But then he followed it up with: “But I bet you’d be very fun drunk” Yeah. That creeped me out more than I expected. Not only did it dismiss what I just said again, it also gave off the exact vibe I was trying to avoid — like the main appeal of the date was how I’d behave after drinking. I ended up giving vague answers to his follow-ups and haven’t taken the conversation further. At this point, I’m pretty sure I’m not going to. THIS IS A REPOST SUB - I AM NOT THE OOP DO NOT CONTACT THE OOP's OR COMMENT ON LINKED POSTS, REMEMBER - RULE 7 submitted by /u/Direct-Caterpillar77 to r/BestofRedditorUpdates [link] [comments]

Hey everyone! This is a follow-up to my original post about my roommate (Roommate 1 / “Bad Roommate”) who neglected her cat, disrespected shared spaces, and clashed with me any time I tried to set a boundary or compromise. About 5 days after I texted her asking if we could grab coffee and talk things out (no response), it’s her birthday. I expected some noise, sure—it’s her house too. She had people over the night before, so I figured that was it. NOPE. Monday night, I’m asleep by 11 because I have in-office work on Tuesdays. At 2:30 AM, I wake up to a huge group of people coming in. Music starts blasting. It’s a full-blown afterparty in our living room—on a Monday. The house is over 100 years old and the walls are paper thin. I text Good Roommate (Roommate 2), but she doesn’t reply because she left her phone upstairs to check things out. Bad Roommate even directs drunk strangers to use Good Roommate and I's shared bathroom (which backs against my bedroom wall), so now I’m hearing people slamming the door, laughing, and stumbling all night. (Would like to mention Bad Roommate has her own private bathroom upstairs on our 3rd floor that is perfectly usable) By 5:30 AM, I’ve gotten zero sleep. I peek out my window and—of course—some random dude is puking in our courtyard. Suddenly, I hear loud bangs, thuds, and yelling from the kitchen. I text Good Roommate again and find out a fight broke out between random bar guys and Bad Roommate’s boyfriend’s friends. Just straight-up bar fight in my kitchen. I tell Good Roommate someone threw up outside. Good Roommate (bless her) casually asks Bad Roommate if anyone puked. Bad Roommate, instead of helping, asks the drunk guys if they puked (lol). They say no (duh), so she accuses me of being paranoid and eavesdropping. Bad Roommate then goes to bed, leaving Good Roommate to kick out these drunk strangers until 7:30 AM. Later that day — after crashing at work and faking a reason to go home early — I finally get a response to my message from 5 days prior where I had asked to talk and "apologize". Here’s what she sent me: “You can and should apologize though and without therapy terms if possible, I’m listening. Also, I’m having people over Friday and would appreciate if you could get lost then ❤️” See attached screenshot [pic below]. That was it. I’m done. Three days later, I signed a lease for my own one-bedroom. I move in Saturday. I have no idea why she insisted both Good Roommate & I not sign the lease for this current space, but I am so thankful for her stupidity. She doesn’t know yet, Good Roommate told me privately that she's skipping out early in June. I’m out. I’m free. Reap what you sow. And no longer living with someone who thinks “get lost” is a cute way to communicate. https://www.reddit.com/r/badroommates/comments/1jqva24/my_roommate_is_extremely_entitled_and_controlling/ submitted by /u/iwantpudding_ to r/badroommates [link] [comments]

TLDR below I moved into a new building last summer, CN moved in last fall. We crossed paths at a building HH, I found out he’s new to the area, we’re in adjacent fields, he asked if I wanted to get a casual drink the following Sunday since he’s unfamiliar with the area, I said sure. After bellying up I made it clear I was freshly out of a relationship, not looking for anything with anyone, and I was excited to focus on myself. There was no flirting, no expressed interest. After two drinks we walked back to my unit, two floors below him and on the opposite side of the building. He wanted to see my puppy, I unfortunately let him in. As I was playing on the floor, he sat on the couch and said he wanted to massage my back, followed by “you shouldn’t wear shirts like this around me” and put his hands on my shoulders snd slid his right hand underneath my top and bra towards my breast. I snapped at him “wtf are you doing”, moved away, and told him to leave. It all happened so fast, I was shaken. At the door he asked if he could stay over, I said fuck no. He asked if I would kiss him goodnight, I said fuck no. Texting started early the next morning. I initially tried to be congenial as we’ll be occupying the same spaces for the foreseeable future. Then, I left to walk my puppy and found a note he’d left outside my door earlier that said “Headed to Whole Foods. Thinking about you. See you soon … X (heart)O”. Thats when I freaked out. My mind went to worst case scenario - this guy is psycho and I’m going to file a harassment order. Having gone through that before for myself and helping a friend, I’m aware of the need to articulate how someone is an active threat to one’s safety and that the petitioner had specifically said to stop. So I played the long game, told him I was uncomfortable, told him to stop, and eventually blocked him telling him why and to stop leaving notes for me. We’ve been in proximity of each other twice since - once in the park across the street (saw each other from a distance, I walked the opposite direction to avoid contact) and once by the coffee bar (he came down the stairs while I was making coffee, I had over the ear headphones on, we made eye contact for a moment, that was it). After each occasion he proceeded to leave notes outside my door. The most recent one was last week. I called a non-profit for advice on writing a Cease and Desist however due to the assault was encouraged to file a Harassment Restraining Order. I contacted another non-profit and they helped me file on Friday. It was approved yesterday (Monday) and he will be served this week. Once I have a copy of the approved order, it will come by mail in a day or two, I plan to give a copy to my property management - they’re aware of his history with me but aside from moving units (which wouldn’t really accomplish anything), I’m not sure there’s much else they can do. The order asks that he not enter any amenity space that I occupy, specifically the gym, sauna, or elevator. I’m wondering if anyone has had experiences with similar situations. Did the person stop contact? Try to address the order? Push boundaries? I have anxiety and want to prepare myself for what to do if he retaliates in some form. The fact that he even thinks I’d put myself in a swimsuit, in a sauna, in a compromised headspace with him is deranged and scary. I have no idea what to expect from this dude that’s eight years older than me and clearly can’t take “no” for an answer. He knows where I live and where I park. In my state there are two types of restraining orders: Order For Protection (OFP) for domestic relationships, romantic relationships, etc., and Harrassment Reatraining Order (HRO) for basically everything else. Using an alt for obvious reasons. TLDR: Creepy neighbor assaulted me in my apartment then harassed me via text and notecard. HRO will be served this week, I’m anxious and concerned about retaliation. submitted by /u/IJustCameToSayHellNo to r/Apartmentliving [link] [comments]

My younger brother got married a few weeks ago and it was overall a lovely evening. Now this week I received a text from him saying “Hi wifes name just told me she hasn’t received your $115 each no rush you can send it to [email protected]” Now at no point before now was it communicated to me that they were charging guests to attend. Nowhere on the invitation either. Plus my husband and I already gave them $400 cash in their card. This wedding took place at an expensive restaurant downtown in a private room that’s famous for its architecture. No idea why they booked that place if they can’t afford it. No open bar or dance floor. We didn’t even drink alcohol that night and still paid $30 for pop and coffee plus Uber there and back. His only response is “oh thought you knew” “I forgot to tell you sorry” all nonchalantly. So infuriating. It got heated and I eventually told him I would send the money but he can wait now I’m pissed off. Now I’m considering not sending anything and if he asks I’ll say oh I forgot. Oh did I mention I also got married in June this year and didn’t charge anyone a dime. submitted by /u/Cloudy_skies1993 to r/weddingshaming [link] [comments]

i work at a cutesy little tiki bar in my city, and we do not have a coffee machine. we do not sell coffee. our cocktails are glorified sugar water, we don’t have a coffee machine or an espresso machine, and i’ve never asked why. i just work here lol. had a party of 3 come in for lunch today, and the older gentleman at the table ordered a coffee. our conversation went as follows. me: sorry sir we don’t actually sell coffee, is there something else i can offer you? i’ve got fountain pops, a full mocktail menu, and a couple juices if you’re not feeling boozy today! him: what kind of bar doesn’t serve coffee? surely you have coffee. me: no sir we do not sell coffee or tea unfortunately, the only hot drink i have would be hot water. is there anything else i can get you? him: speaking wildly slowly C O F F E E. me: sir. we do not have coffee. what else can i offer you? him: a fucking coffee! aanndddd then my manager heard them swear at me and took over the table bc no one swears at his staff unprompted and gets away with it :) i have no idea how the rest of their stay went bc they weren’t my problem after that but my god. if i say we don’t have something, please don’t argue! submitted by /u/kxmirx to r/TalesFromYourServer [link] [comments]

Next time you're in the supermarket, coffee shop, school, work, movie theatre, bar, or especially the bigger buildings like the mall or Walmart, Target etc... wherever you (and your friends) go & hang out get a good, clear idea of how you will leave that place quickly. Eyeball the exits, plan a route. If you have a tight group of friends, maybe even take it a step further and prearrange a regrouping spot. I'm not suggesting a paranoid life but be aware, this little thing could be the difference. Stay safe brothers & sisters- submitted by /u/stryker511 to r/LifeProTips [link] [comments]

Intermediate level weekend warrior here. The built in espresso machine needed a custom size cabinet and this thing snowballed. Super happy with it! submitted by /u/Fresh_Tuba763 to r/woodworking [link] [comments]

I'm sober and I hate not having options at restaurants or when I go out with friends. So I decided to open a sober bar in my home town. I'm serving na beer, wine, mocktails. I'm fairly new to the sober community and could use help with ideas. What would you like to see? What would make you feel comfortable? submitted by /u/ThanksOther9614 to r/stopdrinking [link] [comments]

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This happened a year ago, but I just remembered this horrific event and the poor victims that never fully recovered. I was set to go on an 10 hour road trip through the interior of British Columbia and with me were 2 of my cousins and my uncle. However, before our 6am start I decided the night before to wolf down these chocolate chip Fiber One granola bars that had something like 75% of your daily fiber intake. These things were crazy good and I ended up eating an entire 8 pack of them in one sitting. After that I went to sleep and woke up in the morning to a bloated stomach but felt fine otherwise. 45 minutes into our ride the cramps began. My stomach grew larger and larger and I ended up needing to remove my seatbelt, and undoing the zipper on my jeans to give it more space to expand. My cousin next to me couldn't believe what he was seeing, he said it was like the blueberry scene from Willy Wonka. I couldn't hold the gas in any longer and asked my uncle to pull over, which he did and I struggled to get out of my seat as every move was agony. I waddled to the back of the car and let her rip. A thunderous roar escaped me like an asshole racing his Harley Davidson around the block on a Sunday Morning. The gas hissed out of me as my stomach grumbled, shuffled and shuttered. I am not exagerrating when I tell you that this fart lasted AT LEAST 15 seconds. Little did I know that I had just broken the seal and I would proceed to experience uncontrollable and obnoxiously powerful farts that lasted 10-15 seconds on average, with only a brief period of relief between said farts. The fact of the matter was that I was now experiencing major flatulence every 2 to 3 minutes, and we couldn't stop the car every few minutes to escape the smell, so we decided to roll all the windows down and allow me to let loose whenever I needed. However, we had no idea that this would become a much longer ordeal than we initially thought. Truth be told, I couldn't stop farting for nearly 7 hours, and each fart just HAD to be more epic than the last. By the time hour 2 rolled around, my anus was sore and aching, and my insides feeling like shards of glass were ripping through me. And the smell had become so overpowering that we had to stop at a gas station and buy as many air fresheners as we could. I took one of the air fresheners and sat on it in the hopes that each fart will be freshened up - instead it just smelt like rotten eggs and pine. My cousins and uncle resorted to using Vicks around their noses to stop the smell. The pain from constantly farting brought me to tears at one point and I realized how ridiculous it must look to see a grown man crying while farting non stop. At hour 4 disaster struck. I stopped farting, but I was still swelling with gas. I knew I was plugged up and if I didn't do something soon the pain is going to become unbearable. We stopped at a Coffee Shop and I ran in to use the bathroom. I gingerly sat down on the toilet and gently pushed but the pain was too much. I resorted to pushing on my stomach to help things along and suddenly I felt this wave of pressure hit me that made my butt cheeks break into a cold sweat and start to tingle. Suddenly, and without warning, a rock hard turd rocketed out of me like a cannonball and plastered itself to the back of the toilet bowl, and with that this tidal wave of what could only be described as peanut butter oatmeal. I could feel the muscles in my abdomen squeezing my intestines so hard that it actually hurt. It was like when you are throwing up and you can feel your stomach violently squish itself to push everything out, but instead it was my butt that was throwing up. Once everything was pushed out it was topped off by the longest fart in my short, pathetic existence, one that I could never accurately give the length other than say well over 20 seconds, and that I could literally feel and see my stomach shrinking. I destroyed that poor coffee shop bathroom and I frequently wonder what happened to the person who wandered in after me. From that point forward the farts were just as frequent and long, but they felt cleaner and less restricted. It began to feel like I was airing my colon out, blowing out all the accumulated dust. My ribs and anus ached horribly, but I was starting to feel euphoria wash over me that I assumed was just the endorphin rush my body was giving as a way to protect my fragile mind from this ridiculous ordeal. By the time hour 7 rolled around my farts had slowly faded away, but the smell permeated my clothes and the seat behind me. The family had gone through almost an entire container of Vicks, and they appeared to have survived the ordeal but I could tell that a part of them was broken that could never be fixed. It was as though they felt violated by having to breathe in my butt breath for 7 hours, and I knew my uncle was upset that his car's interior would never smell the same again, as it already smelled like hot garbage by this point. We eventually arrived without incident, and we refused to speak of this event. Things were never really the same between all of us after that, and I have a feeling none of us will ever touch eggs ever again. They already ate enough of my farts, they don't need a reminder. I should have never eaten that much fiber. I had no idea it was capable of that. TL;DR - I ate too many fiber bars and ended up gassing my family nearly to death over 7 hours in a car. I made the scientific discovery that your body can produce ridiculously large farts at an alarming rate. 15 second farts on average with an average rate of 1 fart every 3 minutes. That means I was farting an average of 300 seconds an hour, or 2100 seconds over 7 hours. I farted for 35 minutes. LMAO Edit: I am glad that we can all laugh at my Fart Attack and the pain and suffering that comes from it, but please don't do what I did. I was a dumbass that couldn't stop eating chocolate, and what I did was dangerous. I'm certain you will only hurt yourself if you attempt this so please do not try this. Also I meant to individually thank people for awards via inbox but I lost count after 30 and decided to just say thank you from here. Thank you, from here. submitted by /u/Baba_dook_dook_dook to r/tifu [link] [comments]