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Have never had a bad experience with a snooty salesperson - even on Madison Avenue - but I've had more run-ins with snooty museum docents than I can count. Pretty much at every historic house tour I've ever been on. And, boy, can those highborn beeyotches get naaaasty.

Our H.S. 'thing' was putting things on the roof. Our years never topped some of the famous ones, which included a cow and a VW Bug (separate classes, the cow did not meet up with the car).

When you're a Thenn, you're a Thenn all the way, from your first taste of flesh to your last tooth decay!

There's actually a shoe museum in Toronto I've been dying to go to. I think modes of dress and art as a reflection of a period is not nonsense at all, it's very absorbing with a lot of subtext.

Fascinating!

A gift to the archeaologists of the future: "Look, how they fetishized and memorialized the foot torture of the females members of their species!"

Yikes. That second paragraph. So very sad-making. I'm so sorry for what you went through and that it is appearing on Google, but as you have reasonably suggested, you should stand by it and have nothing of which to be ashamed. Nonetheless, you can't help the scary visceral reaction to it.

Chmn. Meow had surgery and shared a room with the World's Worst Human. Reggie — I shall publicly name you, POS that you are. Reggie whined, moaned, and screamed constantly (there was no mental illness involved). He shit and pissed on the floor (yes, he was ambulatory). I walked in the room once and he had his

Unless you've been in such a situation yourself, you're not allowed to pronounce judgment.

That's true. Now that I know I won't live forever I've given up on angry, bitter, and miserable and replaced it with snarling impatience with fools.

Being a Duchess: not all it's cracked up to be.

Left a job that I hated. Let's call it Mediocre, Inc. Son inherited business from brilliant entrepreneur dad. Son (aka THE most fatuous, self-satisfied human in the world, being a member of the lucky sperm club) ran the business to his own standard: strictly second-rate, since he was threatened by anything else,

Happens all the time. Glad you opened up and got it out. Write back if you need to — I really do understand.

G'friend, doesn't matter WHAT he calls you, it's just good that negative energy is out of your life. My first husband died suddenly and left a financial and emotional mess behind. I assure you, future happiness and financial peace of mind IS possible. Be well.

"You know nothing about shoes, Jon Snow."

Thank you - I'd seen that before and did not bookmark it (fixed that) — it explained (finally) so much to me and I was like, where has this information been all my life?

This is so true! It took me months to craft a look for my present job that will go over with clients yet not be so corporate it will put off people in manufacturing. There's a young woman who just joined the staff who wears wonderful vintage outfits (including hats!) to work. I can just tell (//grits teeth) that

Children growing up: perhaps the only circumstance that can get GRRM back to his typewriter at a faster clip.

It just brings home that people can be glamorous and beautiful and seem to have the world as their oyster and can yet be carrying unbearable psychological and emotional burdens. Very sad, she was so talented and a genuinely lovely person.

Hit my funny bone, for sure!