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I was thinking the same thing. You don't just show up and say "I would like to be a cashier" and they hand you a polo shirt and a key. There is an interview and assessment process and we have no idea what this woman's resume or qualifications were. But, yeah, in true Walmart form, they screwed the pooch on this one

We're fostering two, right now!

I third this sentiment. I felt like she gave up in a few bits but where she didn't give up, man, it was a gorgeous read.

Nowadays, we wear our trout belly complexions with pride!

Two people have said to me "just take them to the shelter, they know what to do". UGH. Yes, they do, but they are overworked, understaffed, and well under funded. This has cost me a few dollars in kitten formula and us a few hours of sleep. I'm more worried about the sadz we'll have when we do place them!

We'd use baby oil! And we had tanning lights in my parent's bathroom. It was the size of a bed, but you stood in front of it and had to turn around instead of lay there. It just sounds insane, now, doesn't it?

I grew up in the 70's and 80's in LA, by the beach. My pale, Scandinavian skin was an affront to my mother and her olive toned skin and I was required to lay out and tan for an hour a day in the summer on top of all the weekends we spent at the river house. It's sheer goddam luck that I haven't turned up with any skin

Not even in the break room. I would back you up in this workplace fracas.

How can you not want to! We have found a family for one, so far, but we are quietly plotting to make them take both, so they say "no", so we have to keep them....

No joke, not two days before we found the kittens the boyfriend asked me if I'd be up for being rescue fosters. I said my heart just can't handle it, we'd end up with a house full of animals and the authorities would shut us down. These kittens were stuck under the house. Literally, we had to cut them out. I wonder if

I suspect you are right! Two cats and two dogs is so many critters but we already love them. Good on you, as well!

We've had them since Thursday, their ears were still a little folded over and they were scrawny, screechy, and scared. Today, they are strong, bold, and already so loving. Knowing we will have them for another few weeks we are girding our loins for the heartbreak of having to place them. It doesn't help that my

Yup, I admit it, I laughed when he said "Chip-uh-TOP-lay!". Thank you :-)

My boyfriend and I are fostering two three week old kittens right now. Bottle feeding and the whole nine. This video and the ensuing .gif party really makes me want to keep the cats! My dogs seem into it.....

Due to the Jack-in-the-Box commercials from a couple of years ago I say "Chip-a-top-lay" and now I can't stop. I know it's wrong and it's not at all funny but I can't stop!

Perfect example of how bodies are different. I am 5'9", 155, size 8/medium. But I haven't seen my ribs in years because that is where my body chooses to store it's cushion.

I had this conversation with a friend of mine that was squicked out by a dick pick after a first date. She was like Dodai, she felt uncomfortable and insulted, but then felt like maybe she was the prude. I told her what you said. IRL waving his wiener at her would have been cause for arrest. But because it came over

I can't believe you were in my town for dinner & didn't call me! Oh, wait, it's only in my head that we are besties and not real life :(.

Goddam, I love anything that makes fun of the world's most famous kitchen tool.

I'm indiscriminate when it comes to tv. I watch nearly anything. I turned the pilot off after about 20 mins. Should I try again?