Expensive shit store salespeople are usually nice to me because I'm a thin white woman, but hippies absolutely fucking hate me.

To be honest it sounds like you just don't like living in major cities.

Honestly, I also think NYC sucks ass, but it's better than living in almost any other American city which are by and large inconvenient shit villages.

I figured. My post was just a general comment on moving.

That's part of why I try not to use my real name in public. I am just so damn unique and Google-able.

Love this. So many people refuse to even try to pronounce my name just because it looks weird.

I've never been, but I imagine it must be surreal. Japanese grandpas, Dog the Bounty Hunter, methheads, and Filipino gangsters all eating spam together.

Oh definitely, but the way he described the meth situation in Hawaii depressed me. "Old guys smoke meth on the beach, and then go stab each other in Walmart parking lots."

It looks like a tiny bag that was somehow massively enlarged. I don't know why, but I feel like it should be smaller.

I'm a shameless New York City snob because I just can't imagine living anywhere else in the country and being happy. LA, maybe, but the idea of having to drive a car everywhere makes me so depressed. I liked the idea of Hawaii until my friend who grew up there told me that there's a huge problem with meth abuse and…

My heart fluttered at the sight of that onion colored kitty!

The serving thing is true even outside of college. Whenever we have events it's the female employees' job to organize all the food, pour the beers, etc. I found it ridiculous to see a 30-something established career woman falling all over herself to pour beers for interns but... cultural relativism.

I work at a Japanese company in New York, and there is not a single Japanese woman there who dates Japanese men. They don't give any specific reasons why (and it would be weird to ask), but almost all of the women tell me that part of why they left Japan was because they hated dating Japanese men.

You're so right about the thing where people assume you're on some power trip. I could deal with drunks groping me, or angry ladies calling me a bitch, but somehow the insinuation that I an so small-minded and petty as to actually sabotage someone's meal by seating them in a less than ideal seat just set me off.

I always assumed Pinterest was tumblr for Mormon housewives. You confirmed my suspicions.

I wear makeup because I think I look like shit without it. I wish that was a socially acceptable thing to admit. No I don't go for "artistry," I just try to make myself look like less of an anemic 15 year-old.

I have memories of getting into arguments with my parents over math homework. The curriculum was so that you only received credit if you completed the problem using the system taught in the text book. My parents couldn't figure out these weird "systems", and would help me solve them the problem the old school way they…

I believe it, but when I worked in the service industry I was physically assaulted multiple times (usually by drunks like the guy in the story).

The story states that the writer was standing behind the window, making eye contact with the man right before the pitcher was thrown. It was attempted assault.

He threw a pitcher of beer at someone's face. He attempted assault first.