Okay, hear me out.

I (25M) am part of a very niche online community. We host timed, competitive gooning marathons — yes, that kind of gooning. It's weird, I get it, but it’s a thing that requires endurance, strategy, and intense focus. The last few months, I’ve been training for what we call the “Goon Bowl,” which is basically the Super Bowl of our community. There was a cash prize, recognition, and honestly, just a lot of pride on the line.

I live at home temporarily due to job stuff (don’t come for me — it’s temporary), and I told my family that I needed absolute privacy last weekend for a “virtual event.” I didn’t give the details because, well, obviously. I even put up a sign on my door that said “DO NOT DISTURB – IMPORTANT EVENT IN PROGRESS” and made sure they knew ahead of time that I wasn’t to be interrupted for any reason.

So, Goon Bowl starts. I’m locked in. Hours are going by. I’m in the zone. And then, 6 hours in — boom. My mom barges into my room with a basket of laundry. No knock, just opens the door, sees everything, screams, drops the basket, and runs. The sheer shock absolutely ruined my rhythm, and I couldn’t recover. I ended up placing 17th — way off the leaderboard and completely humiliated in front of my online peers.

I was furious. Later that evening, I told my family that I was considering legal action for “intentional emotional distress and sabotage of a competitive event.” I wasn’t actually going to sue (I don’t even know if you can), but I wanted them to understand how serious this was to me.

Now my entire family is acting like I’m some perverted lunatic and making jokes about it constantly. My dad said, “At least it wasn’t the Olympics,” and my sister made a fake trophy that says “Least Valuable Goon.” I’ve become the household joke.

So, Reddit, AITAH for threatening to sue my family for ruining my one shot at gooning glory?