Episode 91: Reddit's Darkest Confessions

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Malevolent Mischief: True Stories of Horror 24 min 1 speaker 8 chapters transcribed 18 days ago
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What is the opening premise of the episode and how are the three Reddit confessions introduced?

Unknown 0:17
I don't think people realize how being generally broke can very easily create a situation where you start considering things that you normally wouldn't. Okay, so this may be a pretty soft core confession. I don't know. You be the judge about it. And it's really not even entirely a confession either. It's more like an observation based on personal experience. Because apparently, I spent a few years collecting evidence that a really stupid porn cliche is far more grounded in reality than most people likely want to believe. And we all know the setup. A gorgeous woman orders a pizza. And when the delivery guy shows up, she doesn't have enough cash.

What is the first confession about a pizza‑delivery worker’s “porn‑cliche” encounter?

Unknown 0:57
Or she answers the door in something suggestive. making it pretty clear that she's trying to trade something a little bit more personal for the food. It's cheesy, it's poorly acted. It's ridiculous enough that most normal people assume that this is one of those things that exists exclusively because somebody wrote it into porn 30 years ago and everyone has just kept recycling it ever since. Except for the fact that I'm here to tell you that that sh actually happens. Probably more often than you think about. Only for me as a woman, the roles were reversed in a far less fantastical way. I started delivering pizza when I was eighteen years old, basically fresh out of high school. I worked at a Topper's Pizza and at the time it was much less of a career choice and more of a I need money immediately and these people will hire me situation.
Unknown 1:47
Things at home weren't great for me. I usually describe it as my parents kicking me out, although that's probably a little dramatic. They didn't literally toss my belongings out onto the lawn and change the locks on me. It was more that staying there had become miserable enough that leaving felt like the only reasonable option for eighteen year old me. A friend of mine and his dad let me move in with them.

How does the storyteller describe the financial pressures that led to the first “extra‑$50” proposition?

Unknown 2:08
They had an extra room and the arrangement was actually pretty simple. I could stay there as long as I paid rent for the room and handled all of my own expenses. And truly, it wasn't some horrible situation. I wasn't starving, I wasn't sleeping in my car. Nobody was exploiting me at home. My room was a safe place to sleep and people around me were actually decent. But I was 18, and when you're eighteen and suddenly paying for your own gas, food, phone, rent, and everything else. Even small amounts of money can feel enormous. Back then. Fifty bucks was fifty bucks. That could be gas for a good chunk of the month in the nineties. It could be groceries or going out with your friends, or just not spending the next week doing mental math every time you bought something.
Unknown 2:52
And at this point I couldn't find a better job to save my life, so I delivered those pizzas. Most of it was exactly what you'd expect.

What details are shared about the repeated “extra‑money for sex” offers during the delivery job?

Unknown 2:59
Regular run-of-the-mill food service BS. And for a lot of you, I know I don't even have to explain all that that entails. Then we get to the creepy customers. Every delivery driver has stories about them. They won't tell you otherwise. Mine started one night when I brought an order to a guy who answered the door completely naked. It caught me off guard, but I remember being more annoyed than shocked. Tried my best not to stare, which wasn't exactly hard. Dude wasn't my type anyway. Not that it would particularly matter. I told him the total he paid, and then he offered me another $50 if I brought the pizza inside for him. I'm not stupid, and I wasn't even that naive at eighteen. I knew exactly what he was suggesting.
Unknown 3:46
I certainly wasn't confused about what the extra money was going towards. I also knew that I could say no. I probably should have. But I thought about that fifty.

How does the narrator reflect on the moral and safety implications of those repeated propositions?

Unknown 3:56
And that's the part that I remember more than anything else. I remember thinking about what fifty dollars meant to me at that exact point in my life, so I went inside the apartment. I ended up giving the guy some rather sloppy head that he happily accepted. It didn't take particularly long and Then I left with an extra fifty bucks in my pocket. I remember sitting in my car afterward and having this strange combination of thoughts.

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