Something tells me this guy was upset the name he wanted didn’t win, so he went looking for some reason to get them to change. Why else would he even be googling that, especially after the decision?

Linda Carter, Steven Spielberg, and David Spade were all Arcadia Trojans. As were my mom and all three of her brothers. It remains the school’s mascot to this day, and yeah, people giggle a little. If we can’t giggle at slightly suggestive things, what have we become?

Some kid in my daughter’s lit class complained that their assigned reading was risqué, and my daughter snorted out “Oh please, we spent all last semester reading Shakespeare. Did you actually understand ANY of that?”

“I was worried someone might make fun of my kid, so I decided to make it a certainty.”

My daughter had a classmate from 4-6th grade whose father was in his 70s and terminally ill. Her mother-younger, but not young-told me her husband had wanted a child so desperately that they pulled off a minor medical miracle to have one while he was alive. All this girl ever knew of her father was a slowly dying,…

He’s kinda getting back to his roots, and I like it. Can’t be Wolverine forever.

It’s still a loss, love. My grandmother passed a few weeks ago, but we lost her to Alzheimer’s years before. She wasn’t herself, even though she was alive. I feel like we’ve been mourning for so long. Those memories of the past are so bittersweet.

I once had a parent treat me like some kind of dangerous freak after I stopped their toddler from bolting in front of a speeding bicycle because I touched the kid (on the shoulder) in the process. Still glad I did it, and I’d do it again. I just called out “you’re welcome” as she hurried her kid away.

My great-grandmother gave birth to nine live babies, suffered at least two still births, and no one knows how many miscarriages from the 19-teens through the mid/late ‘20s. She raised eight children (one choked to death at the dinner table at two years old) to adulthood through the depression. The family was so poor…

There was this guy, a friend of mine for years, who I really liked and briefly crushed on, but something in the back of my mind kept me from ever getting super close. Little things he’d do set off flashing red lights on my dashboard, even if I couldn’t put my finger on why. Well, turns out he’s a serial abuser who has…

I think early onset is its own special kind of hell for so many reasons. One of those reasons being, as you point out, that demensia is an “old person disease” so people who aren’t familiar often assume you have to be old-old. That was one of the minor blessings with Gram; she was obviously an elderly woman by the…

You don’t have to think she’s a good actress, the point is why you felt the need to specifically state that you think she has no talent when, presumably, the actual intent of your comment was to praise her as a person. People on this thread are enjoying speaking positively about her as a human being, and someone…

Don’t mind Meteor, they’re just weirdly obsessed with another commenter who isn’t even involved in this thread.

Stop. Please. You’re being creepy and inappropriate. This is not cool.

I had similar experiences with my grandmother before she had to move into an assisted living home. It’s really difficult. She never became at all aggressive in public, thankfully, but she would do things like staring blankly, randomly speaking very loudly, being generally forgetful/confused, and getting weepy when she…

Two of our friends got lured into Herbalife by another friend and started calling her their coach. She is not a coach, she is your dealer! She has no special training except in how to sell this shit to everyone she meets, and you know this.

Somehow, plenty of men have found non-threatening, non-creepy ways to approach me and make my acquaintance. Hell, I even married one of them. I don’t know why that’s such a tough concept for some of these dudes. My husband is a shy person with confidence issues, but he didn’t make that my problem; he was genuinely…

Ah, “calm down”. Gasoline on a fire. I grew up feeling like my emotions were inconvenient to others, taught to be stoic, learning to take care of others. As an adult, I need to afford myself my own feelings. That doesn’t mean I can explode all over other people, but if I’m upset you need to let me be upset. I’ll deal…

I always seethed at that “aw, he just likes you”. Well, he can damn well find another way to show it. Yanking my hair and snapping my bra (started wearing them in 4th grade, the boys were fascinated) makes me want to avoid you at all cost. One “friend” started groping my butt and breasts in 4th grade; when I finally…

Boobs on cars?