Sugarbeetle
Sugarbeetle
Sugarbeetle

Whoa. That’s an interesting and sick twist to the whole name thing.

You nailed it. He was a pretty insufferable individual. This conversation was the Saturday before the Supreme Court ruling, and he was there with his fiancé, so it was especially timely and strange.

For what it’s worth, you can go to your bank and tell them and have it listed in your account as an alias. It’s what I had to do when I got married but kept my last name. I get checks all the time with his name on them or some other odd combination, and they told me this was the workaround. Actually, it was a credit

Yeah. Hindsight is 20/20. My husband never cared, which was a big deal to me. Granted, I’m an Old, and that internship was in the 90s, but the fact it still resonates speaks volumes that our society has a long way to go. I don’t blow a gasket if someone calls me “Mrs. HisName.” He actually will get called “Mr.

I get that you meant the old boys network. still annoying though that something that we’re expected to do is considered an inconceivable act by men.

Right before gay marriage was legalized, my friend and I were having a conversation with a gay man about marriage. He was absolutely dumbfounded and offended that she and I did not take our husbands’ names. He kept going on and on about “tradition” and “that’s the way it’s done” and “how we had “no respect for the

I get this. Obituary conventions are an actual thing. I interned at a small newspaper and it was my job to write the obituaries. The wife was styled as “Mrs. John Smith” so she didn’t even have the identity of her own name. That really pissed my 22 year old self off, so when I wrote them, I wrote “Mrs. Jane Smith” or

The thing is, how would “the boys” know if the name taken was yours or his? That’s a bullshit excuse.

A friend of mine worked for Victoria’s Secret Catalog in the early to mid 90s, when Stephanie Seymour and Helena Christensen were in it. He said that it was really difficult to work on those two. It was really sad because Stephanie’s photos had so many bruises from that fuckstick Axl Rose. Helena’s had to have the

I'm working from home today and I hear a chainsaw in the background. This makes my day.

Your parents are so awesome there are no words I can think of to describe them. Those kids are lucky to have them.

OMFG wow. Just wow. People are just assholes.

It depends on the state. Some require you to disclose your name, which is bullshit.

This is long overdue. There are few things more eerie and sad than a long dead Facebook page. Usually I just unfriend the person after a while, so I don't get notifications. Also, just seeing the posts as the years go by is depressing. One guy I knew died unexpectedly and three years later, the widow posts all time

I'm with you. I was a journalist for seven years after college. During college I did the prep work by working my way up to editor of the school paper, stringing, and internships. Once I got in the real world — damn that was a revelation, and not a good one. The clincher for me, besides never seeing anyone else besides

Hi there. The reason you probably had an issue with returning is that a lot of the card companies working with Apple set up parent/child relationships for the cards. This means your plastic is the parent account and all devices are the kid accounts. They have different account numbers that tie to the main account.

NFC is the antenna, not the payment system. If NFC is accepted, they all should in theory.

He was a grower, not a shower?

I've also turned down jobs because of commute time. Years ago, I turned down a job that paid $15k more, but would have resulted in me driving 45 mins to an hour each way. i know that's nothing to some people, but why take it when I can find something closer. Traffic frustrates me.

The last time I went out for New Year's I was in Paris and a guy two bodies away from me was stabbed. That'll sober anybody up.