<human>: Hi TIFU, never thought I would be submitting a post here, but today I really fucked up.    
   
The night was coming to an end after going out with mates and having a drink. At the exit of the bar there was a small plastic container.      
"What could this be?", we all thought. Enter a perfectly prepared set of ribs, just waiting to be heated and consumed rigorously. We took the ribs and in a whim, I just smashed it to the ground. I don't even know why, I just did it. The ribs were gone...    
     
My heart broke instantly. Regret and disgust with myself welled up not even seconds after doing it. Why the hell did I do this?    
"But why? I packaged it perfectly", said the bartender just outside. And I just broke down, jumped on my bike and drove away. Hit & run.    
Ruined someone's meal and, potentially, night.    
    
    
So, here I am, writing this, feeling like a complete asshole, drowning in regret and disgust. I'm going to buy that person a new meal; perfectly prepared ribs just waiting to be heated. It won't make up for what I did and I'm not expecting to, this is not a quest for forgiveness as I don't deserve it. I can only hope that... I don't even know.  
     
I really did fuck up this time.

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<bot>: Felt like destroying something beautiful, threw ribs to the ground and thus ruining someone's meal and, potentially, evening.