...the clear flaw in this theory is that I watch K-dramas because they are far more interesting than our own.

My Dad taught me this when I was a bratty 5 year-old and the lesson stuck.

I was in the unfortunately situation of being “the other woman” to a married man who claimed that they were splitting up. (Long story short, it was a long friendship with mutual attraction , but he got married and I ended up “the one that got away”...when he got married despite his supposed “internal conflict,” that…

It has never gone well for me, but I have the added complicating factor of being a female that makes more money than most of the guys I meet. I figure that offering to split or pay for the bill is polite—especially if I extended the invitation.

I would side with the theory that most people owned far fewer outfits, so the ones that were not used for physical labor looked nice enough to reflect that.

That only works if the individual has the capacity to feel shame. We had a coworker who had no qualms about eating others’ food—and when one guy lifted a friend chicken box to reveal his name written on it, this thief has no shame to feel—he just grunted and continued eating.

Green smoothies with lots of leafy greens. After a few months of making the smoothies daily, my nails and hair were significantly thicker. (not to mention the other benefits of ingesting a bunch of raw fruits/veggies daily)

Screaming/wailing at a bear that is distracted by something inanimate...and filming it on her phone. She is danged lucky that she wasn’t killed for being an idiot, with the video to be her “legacy.”

Yeah...she should be happy that the bear is wrecking her kayak and NOT HER...especially with all that ungodly fussing/wailing.

This discussion on tumbling made me recall the same thing—I wanted a tumbler, but we could not afford it.

There is no winning this battle. I have lost friends for being “unsupportive” in trying to keep them from doing stupid stuff. Like “I-am-going-to-quit-my-job, leave-my-family, move 1000+ miles-away-to-marry-this-guy-I-met-on-the-internet AND only-interacted-with-him-in-person-for-one-weekend... and OHH,…

I just lugged a 30-pound bag of used coffee grounds from Starbucks to dump into my garden. I frown at these kids and their silly decaffeinated pants.

I went to southern Mississippi last winter (to visit my family...I would have no reason to be there otherwise). I discovered several pairs of awesome brand-name duck winter boots at a Hudson’s Treasure Hunt for $10-$15/pair. I bought 5 different pairs of boots (all cute/functional), took them back to Colorado, figured…

My biggest problem is that I proritize all the crap around the home that needs to be done—recently coming to a head when I started suffocating under all of the $#!& that is cluttering the place up.

Ditto on the thrift store. I have found this massively helpful recently when I decided to declutter my house—the closet is simple because I do not feel financially attached to the contents.

It is fairly common for individuals to find creative ways to scam out of them. This includes pulling rank, getting a medical waiver, getting a permanent waiver, outright ignoring it, and so on.

Yeah...the tongue selfies make the “mentally 6 years old” image stick even better.

I had a similar experience in my co-ed dorms. The men’s bathroom was cordoned off because the water did not work. Over the course of a few days, the WORST smell emanated from that bathroom...yup, the guys were still using it.

NO MANSPREADING. The last thing I want on my flight is some guy’s leg pressed against mine for the entire danged flight. I do not care that your balls need air or whatever that ridiculous infringement of personal space is for.

Ditto. A few months ago, I went into the basement to check out the “man cave facilities” that my younger brother occupies and was horrified by what I saw. I spent HOURS working on a fraction of the filth...and the worst part was that the first thing I got from him was, “I cleaned it last month.”