Yes, the FB age limit is 13. I know it is because I've been struggling with whether to report a friend's daughter for having a page—she's seven. On one hand, it's none of my business and I totally get that. But on the other, I hate to see her become vulnerable to predators. I have some issues because I was molested at…

I've joked for years that I'd probably weigh in at about 87 pounds if it weren't for nightly toking. I am so ready for the day I can order up a non-munchie strain at my neighborhood weed store, but since I live in uber-conservative Tennessee, that's not likely to happen anytime soon.

Totally bragging here, but when I was pregnant with my son, one of my often-stated goals was to raise him to be a male I'd never have to apologize for. Based on my own experiences with men, it was easy to spot behaviors along the way that could cause problems if left unaddressed. As a result, I was able to take…

Your comment reminded me of the time I overheard a woman who was trying on shoes tell the salesperson, "I wear a seven, but a nine is more comfortable." Since I was standing close by and he knew I heard, the sales guy shot me an exasperated look. I nodded sympathetically and walked away giggling.

She died just before her son and I started dating, but by all accounts, she was a lovely person in every other respect. Everyone thinks she and I would have hit it off, and we probably would have—until the first time I saw her leave no tip.

Don't get me started! Fox "News" is hugely culpable when it comes to disseminating false information to people who don't know and don't care about knowing the truth. Murdock runs a machine designed to keep big business proponents in power. The people who could benefit the most from a minimum wage increase are the same…

"...not a requirement to survive." Perfectly put.

What servers are paid in the US is criminal. You're absolutely right, a living wage is infinitely more preferable than relying on the uncertainty of tips. I'm all for that. I've seen a couple of news stories about restaurants that are moving toward paying a $10-$12/hour wage, but there aren't enough of those.…

Oh man, that reminds me of my great-aunt Dot. As least in your mom's case, there's a possibility the server could just chalk it up to an elderly woman's forgetfulness. But no matter how expensive her meal, aunt Dot always left $1. Yes, one dollar. So that served two purposes: It illustrated what she thought about…

If the Waffle House waitress is friendly to me, asks if I want drink refills and just generally seems to care whether I enjoy my meal, then she gets the same percentage from me that I give a server in a more expensive restaurant. In fact, I'm inclined to tip her more because she's likely being paid a pittance.

I know exactly what you mean. It's satisfying on a whole new level. I did have one place that popped up on my scalp a couple of weeks ago and got ridiculously excited about it. It's gone now, but I had a few days of gratification.

Exactly. It's definitely satisfying on a peeling-skin level. And I didn't confine my picking to my scalp—just about every part of my body was covered at one point, and I had a field day with that. I left pieces of my DNA everywhere I went. But you're right about it sucking. It's more than just a skin disease; it's…

Yes! But wait, I can be kind of an asshole on the road, so maybe that part isn't always true? In addition to being an exorbitant tipper, I do treat animals and children well...

My son is an executive chef but spent years in the restaurants trenches first, so I probably overcompensate because I know how hard servers work and how little they're paid. I can understand if you don't know better—as in my husband's case—but to actually take pride in stiffing someone who's worked their ass off to…

Psoriasis turned me into a scalp picker extraordinaire. I tried to be discreet when people were around, but it became such a habit that I was often unaware when I was doing it. The act of picking at the scabs it caused became so satisfying that I actually felt a sense of loss when I was prescribed a new medication…

Tipping—or the lack thereof—was nearly a dealbreaker when my now-husband and I started dating. I'm a very generous tipper and always try to keep my eye on the check no matter who's paying to make sure the tip is adequate. I was flabbergasted on one of our first dates when I realized he had drawn a line through the tip…

One of my favorite bumper stickers ever was on a Volkswagen Beetle: Porsche fetus.

I got lucky. Believe me, if I had lost an account that size without another one coming on its heels, I'd have been axed.

It happened a few years ago, and the thought of it still makes me cringe. I'm a consultant and work for a small boutique firm. At that time, we had one large client that comprised about 75% of our revenue, and I was the lead consultant on the account. Our contact at that firm was notoriously hard to work with.…

Apologies if this has already happened and I missed it, but Jez should ask readers to submit their worst email fuck-up stories. Mine involves the biggest client my company ever had (notice past tense) and the words "crazy bitch."