It kills me when people I’ve known for years still misspell my name. Usually it’s in response to an email from me so my name is clearly spelled out at the top for their reference. And they still get it wrong.

It’s true, people will just avoid talking to you if they can’t pronounce your name. In high school, teachers almost never called on me because I have a name which looks like it could be pronounced a few different ways. I was terrified of speaking up in class so this worked out well for me.

Agreed. A few years back I was interested in seeing the BODIES exhibit at some museum in New York. I figured the bodies were from people who consented to this express purpose for the benefit of science and education. I was browsing for tickets when I read that many of the bodies were potentially from Chinese prisoners…

Let them have at it.

Same! I have a coworker whose perfume makes me sneeze. I haven’t worked up the nerve to ask her to stop wearing it and I probably never will. Our tiny office reeks of baby powder and roses or whatever the scent is.

When I was in high school I had recurring nightmares of getting my period mid school day and being stuck without a pad. I wonder if this would have spared me some teen angst.

Is that Comic Sans? Why are there waves in the sky? Are we supposed to believe the same artist who drew haphazard floating heads also crafted that detailed floating bird? What’s with that fugly gradient? Shouldn’t a woman have a right to choose? This design really leaves me with more questions than answers.

Spotify is like that boyfriend that gets excited to share what he loves with me and wants me to love it that much too. He treats me great and all but he’ll just never really know me for me.

Time isn’t exactly known for their flattering portraits of political figures. I’m not as bothered by the fact that its unflattering as I am annoyed that they didn’t use an unaltered photograph of her.

Trump needs some help with editing.

I work at a school as a support staff member and I don’t particularly like being called Mrs.

Can someone more tech-savvy than me please make a gif of her slamming her dumb face into the door? I honestly can’t get enough of that moment.