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If idly fiddling with a wrapped condiment is so unfathomably offensive to you, would it have been that hard to just give a simple "would you mind?" Or "Please don't fiddle with my food?"

My Mum has repeatedly dismissed any guilt I've expressed towards her and Dad paying my way under this logic. They've always considered college expenses just part of raising my sisters and I, and worked hard and were fortunate enough to be able to make this a reality for us. I'm incredibly grateful to my parents and

I made a point to say that in my first post. I'm in college, I take minimum wage jobs. Do you really think I've never met people who work hard and struggle for what they have?

I almost never comment, but that post made me so damn angry. As a Jezebel regular, I was a little nervous to call her out but she should know so much fucking better. She said something narrow-minded and (to many) kind of offensive, and when called out put up a full four sentences of bullshit dismissal pulled almost

I will be the first to admit that I'm a little touchy about this. I'm 21, an extraordinarily fortunate in that I have parents willing and able to pay for my education and living needs. I have a great relationship with them too. The boyfriend is in the same boat. Really, my biggest issue is being considered lazy,

Make it easier, and then fucking teach us young'uns how to do it and whst it will look like. NO ONE EVER TOLD ME I had to register by county within x amount of time and what I would need. Early voting promotion was pitiful. It takes more digging than it should for a group that doesn't appreciate why it should care yet.

And, if you know anything about your state and live in Texas, you KNOW no one else like you votes AND, if they do, your state is gerrymandered to absolute hell. I voted, but I knew it would only dent the inevitable :/

I'm not sure he and I would have the same definition of the phrase..

My boyfriend's brain nearly fucking EXPLODED the first time he became aware of this. It was hilarious. I can go down almost to my elbow in his average jean pockets; he gets maybe to his knuckles in mine. We both agree that such a disparity borders on existentially offensive xD

Wow, this comment section is... Really really reaffirming my self-loathing. Cool.