Don’t try this if you are in the Air Force. Put your weird into your work and next thing you know, the higher ups will be shoving you back into the box for not being like everyone else.

My brother lives with me and we have this exact problem too. I asked him to consider getting rid of two huge bags of hockey equipment and by his reaction, one would think he played hockey every danged day instead of over a decade ago. He bought 2 sewing machines because he took one sewing class at Jo-Ann...and both…

Crest Pro-Health can suck it because it turns my teeth dark brown. Seriously, it was so bad that I did not even smile for fear of showing my dark brown teeth.

Crest Pro-Health can suck it because it turns my teeth dark brown. Seriously, it was so bad that I did not even…

A good friend sent me flowers on Valentine’s day because he knew I broke up with my boyfriend weeks before and genuinely thought I would appreciate them.

Ditto.

Anything edible of vegetable origin gets thrown into my blender for my daily green smoothie. My dogs love all the vegetables too, but they are a bit of an anomaly (most dogs don’t seem to enjoy kale, raw collards, or broccoli stalks like mine do).

..or a disabled veteran. My legs/ankles/feet are wrecked to the point that I can typically only wear shoes with a wide/flat base with custom-made orthotic insoles. Hiking shoes and sneakers are my pals.

...yeah, the last few guys I dated owned no tools and did not know how to operate a firearm. I flat out asked each of them, “what kind of man are you?”

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).