The footballing world watched in disbelief as Morocco’s star winger, Brahim Diaz, squandered a golden opportunity to secure the Africa Cup of Nations title. His audacious Panenka penalty attempt in the dying moments of Sunday’s final against Senegal ended in meek failure, leaving an entire nation heartbroken. This dramatic miss has since ignited a firestorm of criticism, most notably from AFCON…

Short and sweet (or not) a few weeks ago we were getting breakfast, he wasn’t feeling well and had some congestion, he spits on the ground from time to time, it irks me a bit but doesn’t happen enough for it to be a dealbreaker, until this, he physically moved me out of the way and spit behind me. Another woman saw us and looked at my with what was basically disgust and pity, I felt very embarrassed. I complained about it a bit and then he started acting all butthurt about it, I explained to him that it wasn’t necessarily the spitting that annoyed me but if he could go about it a bit better I’d appreciate it. it made me feel disgusted and disrespected, I haven’t really been able to shake my feelings about it, he’s such a gentleman otherwise, am I overreacting?

Reddit consensus: NOT OVERREACTING (NOR) (80% confidence)

Top comment: “Yeah I’m a dude and that seems pretty gross. You’re not overreacting”

Notable explanation: “NOR. Spitting is fucking gross. Short of a bug flying in your mouth or something of that sorts, what adult can't find a subtle way to clear out their phlegm?”

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Bruh. I didn’t even do nothing and I got expelled. That’s literally worse than a suspension too…

The school committee said that I was making “derogatory remarks” towards Hector. Like be for real?! I was just being prideful of my win against him. I defeated him fair and square. Can I not celebrate??? I asked my other classmates what they thought about what the school committee said because I swear that they’re being too harsh and also delusional. But people said that I was kinda “dragging Hector’s name” around with the stuff I was saying. I guess they’re also delusional.

It's hard not to call you out when you speak it's hard not of point how fake you really are Trying so hard to be Trey Parker and Matt Stone but you speak and joke out of hate and that's why you'll never be like them

You hate the fact I'm better than you at this computer thing and at the cooking thing How can anyone even compete with you when you've got all the answers but you forget about practicality and you find yourself the butt of everyone's laugh You may think we're all laughing with you but me? I'm laughing right at your stupid fucking face

You were supposed to be a friend with maybe even the smallest fraction of respect but you show over and over that you can't respect someone who respects themselves The only reason you got married is because you used to have some sort of money but you lost all that too but hey, man, you do you

I wish I could be like them and not speak the truth but I forgot how to filter speech and I've got no problem any more with call you out In fact, I fucking revel in the fact that I get to tear you down You've never played head games and I'm a goddamn head case And I get bored without a project

Someday that mirrors reflection will show you what you really are And the worst part is You won't even get the signals.