I wore boy’s clothes in junior high, too (this was like 99-2001). It didn’t have anything to do with my body, just a confused mix of thinking femininity was uncool and genuinely finding the tightness of girl’s jeans uncomfortable. I “grew out of it” and moved on to the world of makeup and dresses, I’m totally down for…

OH MY GOD! This made me recoil in horror thinking of the angels in disguise I’ve dealt with as a server. I have crippling social anxiety and rage directed pretty much toward anyone who is not a cat or koala, so serving is a little weird for me. It’s a challenge. It makes me interact with folks for money, though it 99%…

Was that my Memaw? That sounds like my Memaw. When I was a kid I showed my grandparents how to use the mouse on their computer and you would have thought I was the most genius of baby geniuses (I was like seven or eight, and had been using a computer steadily at school for 3-4 years. This would have been ca. 1996).

I work at a small local crawfish and crab joint in the Bay Area. Customers are mixed and all varieties with average Tip being in the 15%-5% range (not a big deal, the work is easy, the bosses are great and the occasional 25% helps keep you sane for the 2-3 tables a shift you do get stiffed). Anyway, we have/had a…

Stevie nicks’ roadies gave a friend tickets and backstage passes for her show as part of a tip. The friend was so thrilled. Really nice thing to do.

I used to work at Starbucks, most often opening with a supervisor. One cold winter Canadian morning, I arrive to open and my supervisor is not there. I wait a little then call her, repeatedly, with no answer. Now I only live about 3 blocks away, so I could walk home, but I don’t want to be accused of leaving or not…

I’ve been the Sauvignon Blanc woman, only without being insulting or rude. I was sure I had not received a very expensive prescription - very, very sure (but no rudeness or insulting; that’s counterproductive and why do it). When I got home, I found the bottle had rolled under a cabinet. I went back the next day and…

This clarified so much for me:

My friend and I waited on the Kentucky Headhunters at our finest restaurant in our midsized Pennsyltucky city before their concert at the Fairgrounds. They tipped us generously and included a joint. They put our names on the list to go to the concert. Not at all our musical preference, but really? Who wouldn’t go to…

I was a server for ONE night. At a dive bar in a college town (you know, bras and panties hanging from the fake deer antlers above the bar— and that’s not even the worst of it). I was in grad school and broke and the job was offered to me without an application or interview- so I took it. I worked a Thursday night (a…

Kelly & the red wine-

I’m so glad this week is full of feelgood stories, my work is being their usual cheap selves and is taking away lieu time for working special projects that require travel costs, so I’m out time and gas money. UGH.

As a white, cisgendered feminist I resent the implication that everything is not about me.

Seriously. Who WASN’T addicted to that site in 2001? Genius.

May I present one of my favourite Twitter People : Woman against Feminism

That’s a bottle.

“WOMEN BE SHOPPIN”

Exhibit A:

When I first scrolled through, I was sure this model was Reese Witherspoon. Confused, I scrolled back up and temporarily decided that it was actually Drew Barrymore.