Antigone
Antigone
Antigone

Right? I always try to have a bit of sympathy for the servers who go back and forth with idiots for ten minutes without cracking the idiot code, because it’s a lot harder when you’re in a stressful situation, plus I have the benefit of going in knowing this is a story about a stupid customer. But sometimes the stories

The policy at most places I worked at was you enter the tip, not the total. Makes sense to me; people often fuck up their arithmetic, usually to the server’s detriment, but the amount they wrote on the tip line is the amount they meant to leave.

I can’t speak to the differences between corsets/waist trainers and back braces, but no doctor would advise wearing a back brace all day long, day in and day out, as women engaged in “waist training” are advised to do. The relief the brace gives you by holding everything in place is simultaneously hurting you in the

I have this weird thing where if I’m not sure about a piece of clothing, and someone compliments me on it, I suddenly feel hugely self-conscious and regret buying it. It must be some middle-school hangover from when mean girls complimented you to make fun of you. I don’t know. Does this happen to anyone else?

I had the 11s done a few months ago, at 31. The lines weren’t really bothering me aesthetically yet, but I read a thing about how it might be helpful for depression, and since it’s actually way cheaper than therapy (which so far has been an epic failure for me, along with antidepressants) I figured I’d give it a shot.

Holy shit.

I marvel at people who can’t imagine why a woman might not be able to keep her pregnancy a secret from her boss for the first trimester. Either they’ve never been pregnant, or they’ve been very fortunate in the morning sickness department.

I keep my mascara for years, and the only eye infection I’ve ever had was toward the end of a six-week trip to Costa Rica on which I didn’t even bring eye makeup. So...not buying the dire warnings.

Actually, no. The Roe v. Wade standard has been replaced by the Planned Parenthood v. Casey “undue burden” standard.

I saw a chiropractor, on the recommendation of the urgent care NP who gave me muscle relaxers for my suddenly spazzed out neck. The chiro I saw had a practice with an MD, a PA, and several physical therapists and massage therapists. He told me straight up after a brief evaluation I didn’t need an adjustment; I needed

Wat.

Fuck it’s raining in here again.

Yes, this, exactly. That’s what scares me more than some dipshit blathering about Jesus and sin. The latter is crazy, but the former is just cold.

I’m not saying they’re sociopaths for voting to cut taxes that might have helped the poor; I’m saying they’re sociopaths for voting for a party that restricts people’s personal freedoms because that party also promises to lower their taxes. IOW, they believe people should be free to marry and whatever, but, like, not

It’s a tricky and nuanced thing, but a lot of it is about maintaining a neutral-to-sympathetic affect with the person telling you his or her story, diligently following up on any leads, and refraining from overstating your conclusions—if you find out someone lied to you about one thing, that doesn’t mean everything

I’ve been doing a lot of volunteer work lately in downtown LA, Compton, and other neighborhoods with a large minority population, after living in Irvine (statistically one of the safest cities in terms of violent crime, and also a city nearly devoid of black people) for four years. One thing I’ve been struck by is how

I kind of find the fiscal conservatives who vote republican even more frightening. It’s like a sociopathic level of indifference to human suffering in the face of their own potential profit, vs simple bigotry which implies you at least care about what’s right even if you’re confused about what that is.

I give him some credit for not trying to claim that the one-man one-woman concept of marriage has been in place since the dawn of humanity.

I’ve noticed this especially when it comes to contouring. I occasionally watch YouTube makeup tutorials, and often the freeze frame before you click “play” shows a static “after” image, which looks great. But then I see her put it on, and talk and move her face around with all those lines on, and just...ugh.