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Can we take a moment to talk about dog park Karen’s “apology.” She knew what she was doing. Her excuse that she didn’t makes me hate her more. She doubled down, in her apology she’s trying to make herself the victim again. She’s earned everything that has come her way. And I’m tired of them bringing out out the tired

One other part I kept yelling at my TV - there are no less than 5 occasions where Davidson is referred to as “just a kid.” Oh, he’s working on himself - give the kid a break. The kid has had a tough run of it... etc. etc. those types of sentiments.

Some friends and I marched at the head of a huge “pro-life” parade in Boise once, in the late ‘80s. We were carrying a banner the people behind us couldn’t read. It said, “Idiots Next 1/4 Mile.”

I’m in the greys here so I hope someone reads this. Anyway.

I was living in New York at the time and a friend came to visit from out of town. He was from Austin and in typical Austin fashion he was wearing flip flops among other casual clothing items. Well, around lunchtime we left the house to grab some food and just as we’re passing an alley a massive rat runs out. It’s

From 2012 to 2014 I lived in a real shithole apartment. I later realized our landlord was basically a slumlord taking advantage of broke students. We had a terrible mouse problem the first year I lived there, no doubt exacerbated by the fact that my roommate at the time ate all her meals in her room but only brought

More funny than horrible, I suppose:

Wellll. You wanted a rodent story, so...warning - its gross.  I’m a long term bartender/server/cook and one of the first restaurants I worked at was a diner in NY, where I am from.  All the diners are owned by greeks and I haven’t met many that were nice at all and I would never eat at the places I worked very much.

Umm Ponycyndy did NOT have a good mom, I hope that was sarcasm, what an awful thing to do to a child.

An antique book shop, six hundred year old building, eccentric manager, I am the deputy manager, we have an absolutely useless accountant who is in his seventies who the manager keeps around because he feels sorry for him. I discover this guy has been BREEDING rats in a store cupboard. I poison the rats. He openly weep

Parents who take their children to protest abortion at a medical health clinic should be charged with abuse. Special charges against those who take their young daughters.

Years ago in college in New Orleans I was making dinner for myself one night, including toast.  I put the bread in the toaster and pushed the knob down to start it toasting.  Within a few seconds it began shaking and rattling visibly so I unplugged it, looked at it and saw nothing wrong.  Plugged it back in and it

I grew up on a farm with a deeply religious family. If I wasn’t in school, I was out playing in forests and fields. During one particular playtime I accidentally disturbed the home of a vole family. I jumped back as the small creatures scurried frantically around me, then felt a sickening crunch and realised that I

First-time commenter, here just to tell this story.

I worked for about six months in a cafe in my city’s wealthiest neighborhood. The cafe was one of a block’s worth of interconnected buildings, and we found out that the entire block was infested with rats. The cafe owners set traps in the kitchen, but we stayed open.

We

Its not the worst but it’s pretty funny.

CONTENT WARNING: The last paragraph is SUPER NASTY.

My first share-house was just outside the city, and at the back of our yard, on the other side of the two meter tall, corrugated iron fence was a laneway, so we knew we had rodents. For the most part though, they were pretty subtle, and very rarely made their

I used to live in NYC, which is probably the intro to 80% of these stories. So: rats were a thing, my building was rent-stabilized and therefore neglected, and I had a ground-floor apartment in Brooklyn. My ex and I went out to see The Revenant and as you all remember, Leo DiCaprio has a TERRIBLE time with nature in

I missed last week’s entries. So here is my protest story. My college shut down for 2 days because Bill Clinton was appearing on campus. At the time I was dating a girl who were very self-conscious about her weight. And I couldn’t have cared less about her weight. I really liked her. She was great. We were having this

When my boyfriend (now my husband) and I were in college, we moved from a tiny apartment to a shithole house behind a Whataburger. This was a wood frame house with no air or heat, except a gas wall heater under the bathroom sink. The Whataburger had florescent tube lights that shined in our bedroom window at night, so

I don’t remember exactly how old I was. Maybe 10? I was up late watching a war movie. The only thing I remember about the plot was that one side decided to release large, starving, and weirdly aggressive rats into the enemy camp, and suddenly all these unlucky soldiers were running around, screaming, with rats