averyjanespencer
Avery Jane Spencer
averyjanespencer

I didn't devalue women; I devalued the work itself regardless of who does it. I don't think personal celebrations should be done in the office. I hate team building. I refuse to wash dishes I didn't dirty or clean a microwave I don't use or make coffee I'll never drink or clean a fridge that I never need.

Whenever I pressed the issue of "why," I never got a reason. It just "had to be" done.

I completely agree with what you're saying. I bet you would get more men on board with this stuff if it were valued and incorporated into performance reviews and raises.

And do they figure it out? Or is it like Groundhog Day every time there's a meeting?

this one has a calendar on the fridge with whose job it is to do the office kitchen stuff each day.

Precisely. If I were a CEO and I found out one of my staff couldn't book airline tickets online without help*, we'd be having serious talk about WTF is wrong and why that person should have enormous responsibilities. I don't expect the person to do it as part of their job, but they should fucking know how to do it.

No. Fucking. Shit.

And yet if someone in upper management likes him, regardless of his work performance, he'll be protected over and over and over again. I don't get it. I just don't. I've liked and loved plenty of dumb motherfuckers, but that doesn't mean I'm going to protect their lazy asses when it comes to work.

After learning the hard way, here is a list of shit i don't ever do in the office:

ME TOO! I'm so glad I wasn't alone in that.

And that, ladies and gentlemen, is a prime example of political pandering. Say what you really mean, realize it jeopardizes your chances at the presidency, then back pedal without pissing off your tinfoil hat wearing based.

He's from Kentucky for fuck's sake!

No. They're used to getting everything they want, exactly when they want it, and how they want it. Freshly squeezed orange juice from oranges that were flown in from Florida that day? Done. Make up that's specifically made for you and no one else? Done. A bowl of M&Ms with all the brown ones picked out? Done.

The first thought in my head when he said that: if you don't want to marry her, just fucking say that. Don't try to dress that shit up as some philosophical, profound outlook on life.

I already did this awhile ago.

But how would you get to make it all about you then?

I thought she looked like the doilies at Grandma's house. Yes I see your point that she couldn't go too bizarre, but I was hoping she'd be a bit more stylish than the froofy thing she ended up wearing.

They were both pretty bad but Diana's was T E R R I B L E !

Taking joy in the fact that you look a little girl is downright creepy!

My friend Cynthia* was a gigantic bitch throughout her entire wedding planning process, but the dress shopping was the most confusing bitchy experience. She dragged us bridesmaids all over the place to see dress after dress after dress. Like you said, we weren't wearing the thing; she was so we all figured that her