My 17-year-old brother was growing pot plants in his closet. Told my mom they were tomatoes. She believed him. One day her best friend (A POLICE OFFICER) came by for coffee (we boys weren't home). Mom proudly told her friend (THE POLICE OFFICER) that my brother was growing tomatoes and would she like to see them? …
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My god I love this.
They were rightfully apologetic. Bride graciously accepted apology . Now crashers need to send a wedding gift and all will be right with the world
Or gay...
atta girl.
Right? What a shameless hussy. How could her husband allow her to go out in public dressed ?
PS she was a little shaken up, but she was okay.
I've had quite a few. But "craziest" by far: 20+ years ago I was a flight attendant on a jet chartered to bring high-roller gamblers into Atlantic City. Big-name casino put us up for the weekend then we would take gamblers home. My coworker (a GORGEOUS, African American girl with perfect skin and huge, lovely…
My bad. Did not mean to star myself. Oops.
Hey if you met them on the up-and-up, and at sometime you need to part? Do THAT on the up-and-up, too. Your'e good.
I've said it a million times before: How you get 'em is how you lose 'em...
I'm so sorry to go way-beyond off topic. And I promise to go back and read this story and intellectually ingest it for all it's worth. But...
This is the ONLY post I can even read the comments on, let alone comment myself. Is Kinja just being Kinja-y right now? Is it just me?
They way you get 'em is the way you lose 'em, Faith.
Perhaps a metaphor for how she feels about the fiance? As in: She thinks so little of him that she doesn't mind leaving him behind?
Re the kid in the Instagram pic from the hospital. I know it's a sign of the times, and I realize I'm an old. But I can't get behind somebody posting a goofy pic to social media within hours of being a victim in a mass stabbing rampage. But whatever.
Sadly, I'm inclined to agree. I also don't think Plan B is leave your children in a car in 100-degree temps. Because even if the interviewer knew nothing of the kids, the problem remains the same: No Childcare. This country is a disgrace.
How about taking the kids into the interview. Look the interviewer in the eye, shake his/her hand and say "I'm so sorry, but my usual sitter fell through. But I am so interested in XYZ Corp and this position, I just couldn't miss this interview".
Simulated rape is HILARIOUS, amirite? Holy lord...