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As a lady line cook, I may not be a chef, and I may not be in an environment where I'm encouraged to look down uponst my minions, but I can definitely say that I have become 1000x nastier as a person because it is a requirement to get through the day. Be too friendly to the servers, they'll be shocked when you won't

I was determined that I would be the first woman President, and also would own a small chocolate shop on Cape Cod, which would obviously be wildly successful because people would be clambering to buy chocolate from the President. Still figuring out the details on that one.

This happened to me when I was a little kid! Not so many, but I remember they were the kind that were rather dangerous, some kind of exotic hornet that had no business being in New England. I started to hear tiny tapping sounds inside my bedroom wall right next to my head when I would be going to bed. At first my

Hahaha nice! My mom was primarily a children's social worker, but also did quite a bit of work with adults as a therapist. Apparently when I was about 2 or 3, she started to hear me saying really disturbing, upsetting, crazy shit after she put me to bed every night. She brought it up to some coworkers after a few

I no longer use Groupon, but when I did, I did the same thing. And I think it's great when people do. But you are correct, most people don't use Groupon in that way :(

Well shit, nothing I like better than a grilled cheese sammy!

Nothing? Not even some tasty leftovers?

Look, let's just look at what really matters: don't drink shit liquor. Beyond the congeners and sugar content and mixer stuff, a big factor is the quality of the liquor. Not because the alcohol in it is somehow better, of course it's the same alcohol. But the cheap stuff tends to use so many coloring agents and

I don't know anything about these shows, but it seemed like the least annoying place to test out whether I'm gray or not. That way I can know whether I should bother commenting on anything at all, or just wait til the next comment system change-up.

The. Worst. And then you get the added layer of guilt when you realize like, "This shouldn't matter so much to me!" But it DOES, damn it. It does.

My mom was a children's therapist, and a damn good one. I was a terrible child from the get-go: a pain-in-the-ass baby, pain-in-the-ass kid, extreme-pain-in-the-ass teen, and occasionally I manage to be a pain-in-the-ass adult daughter. My teen rebellion was all me, baby, most definitely.

I put the vape stuff on a level with strong perfume. I've smoked cigarettes for 15 years, but have for whatever reason never been able to get past about 1/2 pack a day on average, it's like my body just... doesn't want more. I only say this because I feel like most long-term smokers I know all get to at least a pack a

I'll just say this... I've been reading/commenting here for 7-8 years. Every time the comment system changes, I lose whatever "special" commenter status I have finally attained after tons of effort. I remember when we had the grays, and I was stuck there forever. I think maybe the whole time, but I stopped commenting

Thank you!! I have read/commented here for several years, must have started around 2007/2008 when I discovered pot psychology toward the end of my college years. I worked my ass off to get approved, then to get starred. Then we switched formats, and I was stuck in the grays for like 2 years. I stopped commenting for a

I always find it satisfying to see men go through an experience like that, not necessarily with catcalling but also any other "innocuous" sexism situation. I think it's just very hard to understand how demeaning it can feel.

Must... control..... not.. strong enough....

I agree, I have been seeing a ton of comments responding to and reacting to the porn troll, but despite reading Jezebel a few times a day, and being pretty thorough about reading through comments on articles I'm interested in, I've never seen any actual posts from that person. So obviously even without proper support

It doesn't matter that none of the other customers noticed. What matters is that it is dangerous to expose other people to fecal matter. If she's so harried and hassled that she can't even think straight enough to consider asking a staff member for some help, then I especially don't trust her to not get traces of baby

Agreed, totally unacceptable. I also wonder how big the restaurant itself is, and what type of building it is. Where I work, we have one in the women's restroom but not one in the men's, because it's just an old house converted into a restaurant, so the bathrooms are teeny tiny and there's issues with zoning stuff for

I refused to believe I had an issue with gluten, even though my mom had spent decades suffering until diagnosis 10-15 years ago. I just so badly didn't want to believe I had a problem, I kept telling myself I was having stomach pains and bad gas because I was eating out a lot during lunch breaks, and drinking too