Right? This 100% sounds like the kind of thing where it’s time to be adults and be frank about what you both want. And maybe that means your marriage ends, or maybe you don’t get what you want while the kids are still in the house, or whatever. But it’s not the desire to have the thing on the side that I mind, it’s…

Basically, these are guys who would be happier with a Fleshlight if they could just find somewhere in the house to keep it.

I think I get where she’s coming from, mostly because I’ve been in truly desperate, miserable circumstances - working a place where I was underpaid, with a totally inconsistent schedule, and the threat of firing constantly over my head, and no benefits whatsoever. I never knew how much my paycheck was going to be from…

Well, I worked at the Smithsonian, so. I’m just sorry we had such different experiences.

It’s so weird to me that you had such a bad time at the museum - I worked retail in a museum gift shop, and it was lovely since mostly people don’t come to the museum to be angry.

This series has really given me some perspective. I wasn’t allowed to have a job during the school term in high school, and was fortunate enough during college and after to be able to get jobs where being screamed at wasn’t the norm - research assistantships, things like that. I used to resent my parents for not…

To all the people who were arguing with me in that Taylor Swift Fans thread that being kicked out of a place means you don’t have to pay your bill: THESE ARE THE PEOPLE YOU ARE LIKE. THESE ARE YOUR ROLE MODELS. THE REST OF THE WORLD HATES THEM, AND IF YOU ACT LIKE THEM, THE REST OF THE WORLD WILL HATE YOU, TOO.

You are very sweet! Thank you!

Please, sir, can I have some more?

Aw, thanks amigo! That was a really nice thing to say!

To be fair, I don’t recommend being like me. I can’t let things go, always have to have the last word, and have a propensity for viciousness that sometimes surprises me. On the other hand, though, people don’t usually try to shit on me twice.

Never. I have tried it, and the sensation of my own spleen rising up to choke me is worse than any social discomfort anyone has ever attempted to foist on me. I am un-foist-able, but I am very capable of being disappointed in myself for not being assertive.

I was done with him when he wrote about driving drunk on the reg on some Caribbean island after his divorce (other people live there and your pain is not an excuse to put them in danger!) but it turns out I’m not as done as I thought, because I’d fucking cut Alton Brown before I listened to him defame the good name of…

The fight to grow a backbone is a struggle that continues every day. I’m glad you’ve made it through.

It’s like they never even had to study how to make an accurate and meaningful graph in high school.

I can be pretty vicious, but I just learned so much from that Randi Weingarten tweet oh my goodness. She’s shown me a whole new way to do things. I feel like a man who’s been fruitlessly trying to scoop up soup with my hands my whole life, just to see someone with a spoon for the first time. I am going to have to work…

(if yes, are you millennial?)

I would literally eat my wallet before that girl could get her hands on its contents.

If so, you are poison to society and the concept of a neighborhood.

In a perfect world, in that moment I could have had my personality beamed into your body for 5 minutes, just to stare that bitch down with a look that says “I’ve killed a man” (I haven’t) while I explain, ONCE, that I am not. doing. the thing. you want me to do.