I've missed you, Tits! I got laid off a little over a year ago and did a little bit of downward spiraling, but I'm back! And I'm employed again! And not at Forever 21! (Where I worked for about 2 months this year before quitting with three hours' notice. I'll tell you all about it some time, it is truly Satan's…

Like special dog, whilst moving.

She pays taxes, too. I don't necessarily agree with her choices here but she's got the right to make them, it's her body.

First thought that came to mind.

All this reminds me of is this bird called a Sage-Grouse.

I worked at the Virgin Megastore in the 90's when he released his book and did an in-store and he was actually very polite and kind to everyone. Like, he was only supposed to sign like fifty books, but he made sure that he stayed several hours past his scheduled time so that every single fan that showed up got to see…

This reminds me of the famous Onion article, "Marilyn Mansion Now Going Door-to-Door Trying to Shock People."

That evening, Linda Schmidt was preparing to drive her daughter Alyssa to a Girl Scouts meeting when she found Manson standing on her porch draped in sheep entrails.

This is either a decent romantic comedy* or a terrible slasher flick**.

"Oh! Well! Looks like you found those bread rolls after all. Wasn't that hard, was it?"

Nothing makes me lose respect for my be-wanged fellows than seeing them turn into petulant children the second they have a girlfriend. It's fucking gross.

What's wrong with asking for this transaction?

At least he asked beforehand, instead of bringing it up when you're trapped in the car with him. Points for honesty and courtesy.

no, actual sailors get a pass, and usually a free shot, and a kiss... i suddenly am very sad i missed fleet week in SF this year.... *sigh* i mean, um, i love my ex-navy boyfriend and he's all the man in uniform i'll ever need...

(i have my memories to swoon over at least)

I am 5' tall so whatever is meant to be calf length on other people is full length on me. I've legit bought capris that turned out to be normal pants on me in the past.

Not talk about it. You can just do the right thing without telling everyone. That's not only for issues of racism, it's also just a general rule. You shouldn't need positive reinforcement for being a decent person. Just be one.

That is a good start but what I would love is for her to shadow me when I'm answering hospital calls for people who are suspected to have been sexually assaulted. Listen as I discuss with them their options. Should they do a kit? Should they report the kit anonymously? What about preventative meds? Plan B? Sit with me…

Well, this story isn't from a holiday party, but it was an office party, and I sure as hell did make an ass out of myself. It was my first big party at my first real job; I was in charge of planning the day's activities, so naturally I was in panic mode for an entire week straight before the event. I wanted to impress…

I'm just going throw this out there...being a cabbie is a tough job. You got people squirrling on you, robberies, drunk people vomiting in your car all the time. You don't make nearly the amount that people think you do. The hours suck. I can't even remember all the times I got punched.