I have no idea. Getting mistaken for a hooker seems very 19th century. The only similarities I see in stories like these are seemingly down-and-out locals/situations and daring to be unescorted by a man.

And honestly, as an undergrad, I appreciated the library staff. It was during that transition at my undergrad university where everything had just been added to the online catalog and electronic journal databases were still trying to find the best way to set up their interfaces (late 90's). By the time I was dragging…

A friend of mine worked overseas in DOD schools in the classroom and as an administrator in special needs education. She moved back to the states and, certification pending, was a teacher's assistant. The regular classroom teacher did not like that her assistant was more successful at classroom management and working…

I was wearing an army surplus camo jacket too when someone mistook me for a hooker.

Dude. I feel you. I was waiting for a bus after volunteering for Habitat for Humanity and a dude totally rolled up and clearly thought I was a hooker, idled awhile, then drove off.

This used to play on Comedy Central in the 90’s. omg that tagline.

Yeah. i remember thinking..ooh, not a very good score at all. Also I think she just didn’t fundamentally understand that the essay and extracurriculars are not weighted at some schools like they were in the 90’s. A lot of schools are looking for more dedication to a few things than a list of clubs to beef up the…

I moved from New Mexico after graduate school to Tucson then now to Houston. No one has real red chile enchiladas...it’s all Tex Mex and they call everything here tacos, serving eggs and “red sauce” [side eye] on sad corn tortillas or super thin or greasy flour tortillas. I went back home last summer for and cried…

This is why i'm not sure i'd have a wedding party...because some people don't know how things work and I'd have to be that guy telling my bridesmaids...you tried it on right? You got it altered right? No, I trust you...just let me see it one more time.

My boyfriend and I drove to Texas hill country for a wedding for a friend of ours. We took our wedding guest clothes on hangers in the car. I brought my simple burgundy sleeveless dress with a full-ish short skirt.

Thanks for this. With small businesses without HR it's too often too difficult to find avenues to address sexual harassment and other workplace grievances.

Swiftian. +1000

Omg. As as person in the poet world, I would love to know who this guy is.

That is some straight up narcissism there.

I don't think it's reverse snobbery, exactly, it's more like straight snobbery if richer people are looking down at the lentil DiY wedding.

Did you run around the room waving your arms and squeeing? I would have. Of course, I was really excited when Adam and Eve followed me after I called Home Depot the poor man's Adam and Eve.

I don't fully put lids back on the juices in the fridge. Somhow, Mr. Barnacle picks up bottles by their lids. juice everywhere. I maintain he needs to learn to use handles.

My purses are probably disgusting. I was a late purse adopter, using a backpack until 26 or so since I was a student. I throw mine around, usually on the floor. I've had strangers chastize me for this.

I'm with you on this. My boyfriend manages to get water on teh counters, floor, in the soap dish and just leaves it.

I finally got properly fitting bras. I wear all the colors now and routinely remove them in the living room and throw them over the back of the couch. luckily, the man hasn't complained too much for 4-5 bras hanging around.