What blows me away — in addition to all the other reasons outlined by Alison Green — is that the manager never offers to come in early and cover for her. When I was a manager, I would stay late with employees to help them finish earlier and get out of the office. Or I’d come in early to help them if they needed it.…

I manage several employees as an owner and I can tell you that we state in the interview that we can work with you if you work with us. You have a doctors appointment. No problem. You have a wedding in 3 weeks. No Problem. Your kid is sick and you need to take the day off. No problem just don’t call us 10 minutes…

Sure they have fancy parties and hashtag pool floats but did they manage to pull off the most bombass cheese-stuffed burgers for the first time today?! I think not. Pie-pie 1, celebrities 0.

Am I the only person without fun this 4th of July? Apparently I am since no one is commenting anything.

Money

OK, I am a fat middle-aged suburban lady so I have no leeway here, but at one point her ass cheek literally flapped back into place in that lace crime against fashion. I rewound the DVR, so yes, LuAnn, I DO have the receipts. I am calling out the Countess’s New Spanx. Put them on, lady.

I felt like I was looking at a her circulatory system.

I’d rather watch an entire season of an unhinged Bethenny Frankel than watch one more minute of the BH housewives bowing down to Yolanda Hadid and her temple of bullshit.

that + all the luMan jokes are too much for me...too transphobic.

But seriously, if you’re yelling at me while wearing an adult onesie, how am I supposed to take what you’re saying seriously?

Bethenny has lost me completely. She has become screechy and humorless, and I am so sick of her self-righteous rants that I actually found myself yelling, “shut the fuck up already” at my TV last night. As for Carole, she has become the human embodiment of Eeyore cloaked in an array of Forever XXI sweaters.

omg but what if it is Ramona who trademarked Tipsygirl

I love it! : )

No they might turn up on any kind of surface. They’re plant-eaters, so nothing a house - or a person, or an animal, or a fabric, etc. - is made of really either attracts or repels them.

No, Charlize, don’t touch! He’s covered in clover mites!

Or “El Chapo says hi.”

Yeah. I’d recommend avoiding Cipro or fluoroquinolones at all costs.

Well, that can’t end well. Cipro destroyed both of my Achille’s tendons and I’ve been recovering for 19 months and still have trouble walking. I can’t imagine how it might fuck some poor Olympian over.

Hey, kids. Train your entire lives for one shot at glory, and we will let you swim around in shit mixed with a bit of water. Yay you!!

I recall seeing something like that on Deadspin. I wouldn’t blame any athlete that decided to skip this one.