Last week, a coworker that I work with/train could not be bothered to say anything to the tune of “sorry” for a GODAWFUL decision that he made, nor he could he say “thank you” to the person who fixed it for him, even she came within 5 feet of him.

I think that some believe we are more “vulnerable” during that phase...thankfully most of us prove that theory wrong.

I admit that this happened to me last weekend. I was eating breakfast at the bar of a cafe, when a guy sat down next to me looking as if he rolled out of bed and walked over in a pair of plastic flip-flops.

Many years ago in my co-ed college dorms, I got into an epic breakup fight with a guy. I shit you not, the MINUTE he walked off, another guy who had eyes for me waltzed into the open door and tried to cheerfully hit on me.

I whip out my phone and take a photo of the individual.

Dangit! Why can’t I get the image to work?

I could not help it. I had to do this.

I saw my brother (at 3 or 4) with a lighter trying to burn things, smacked it out of his hand, then got in trouble with the parents for hitting him...and no one believed my side of the story.

...I am going to submit my brother to this. He is without a doubt the pickiest, whiniest, irritating fussy eater that I have ever dealt with.

C’mon Hamburglar! If you are going to steal a burger, at least make it a f%^%$^# decent one!

That ring irks me. It defeats the purpose of wearing gloves for sanitation purposes when you slap on a likely unwashed ring with lots of surface area to get crap caught in.

I think most of us would consider cruelty to animals as a pretty significant character flaw...so for what is is worth, he IS known for his character (or substantial lack of).

True bosom buddies!

I went on a two-week trip to Korea with only a carry-on bag. Best. Thing. Ever!!

It is sooo good! (...and it got me to try real horchata. Double yum!!)

At the Air Force Academy dorms, our showers/bathrooms are at the end of the hallways, and the dorms are mixed gender because you live with your squadron.

I wish I could boycott Bud for the rest of my life, but I already had because it is really shitty beer.

I wonder the same thing myself—and if it was intentional. Braces, thick plastic glasses, hideous shirts, and a hairdo that only a Korean mother could dream up (huge permed bangs and long, straight hair...very odd, very ugly).

This is a costly idea, but I found such an experience in Seoul. It was hopping and busy, but I found it soothing in a strange way. I was able to run around all day, then hit a store for a bottle of wine. After that, I would swing by a french bakery and grab dinner. Finally, I would go to my room and enjoy my “me” time…

My apologies—I meant to link this episode.