dogzilla
dogzilla
dogzilla

I am right there with you and this makes me so goddamned ragey, I can’t even. The reason “productivity is up” is bullshit. Of course productivity is up when you have everyone doing the jobs of two or three people. That doesn’t mean the work is going out with the same quality as it was when the company was sufficiently

That is going on in my company right now. Because of the loss of two major contract$, the company did three rounds of layoffs, reducing our workforce by 10% (which is probably about 500 people — it’s a HUGE international company). So there’s a project manager I work with who is now doing the jobs of two other laid-off

I’ll never forget my anger and bitterness when the company I work for announced no raises or bonuses one year and proceeded to lay off a bunch of people. In my annual performance evaluation, I wrote a scathing diatribe about how I wanted to know just exactly how much the c-suite-level executives got in increases and

Well, there’s no way this person could ever have normal or typical psychosocial development. I don’t know if she can ever be “normal” or mentally healthy, ever. I don’t even know of many psychologists who work with this sort of thing; Munchausen by proxy is pretty damn rare. There can’t possibly be all that much help

I despise stevia in the little packets, in processed form. I have grown stevia in my backyard and dried it and used it as a sweetener. Sure, it looks like you’re putting weed in everything and it doesn’t bake like white sugar, but a pinch in your morning coffee? Terrific. Processed stevia tastes like sucralose and

So let me get this straight. Since birth, I’ve had it pounded into my head that I should never, ever get into a car with a stranger because I might get myself raped and if I willingly get into a car with a stranger, that’s tantamount to consent. So if you ride with strangers and you get raped, then it’s all your

Ooo! Thanks for sharing! Saved a copy in My Drive for later perusal.

I’d go along with that. My mom did drugs for years when I was young. Now she’s basically clean but swiss cheese. It’s really sad.

As someone who is sort of allergic to the idea of giving birth, what horrifies me more than anything else is, dear god in heaven what if I happened to be sitting next to her? I would win at all future flying-horror-story contests, I bet. ;>)

I’m confused. How do I call my lawyer if I shouldn’t unlock my phone so I don’t inadvertantly give the police access to my phone? How does that work?

No, because I love that dress. There’s no accounting for taste and our opinions of that dress are completely irrelevant here.

My Boston Terrier once ate about half of * somebody’s quarter bag that had accidentally been left in his reach. That’s how I learned that weed is toxic to dogs (and cats), so small dog + proportionally large amount of weed = midnight trip to the emergency vet. Things I learned:

Okay, perhaps you could answer my question then. I’ve never been arrested so I truly have no idea how this works. If I don’t want to unlock my phone or give the police access to my phone, how the fuck am I supposed to call my lawyer?

I’m confused. How do I call my lawyer if I shouldn’t unlock my phone so I don’t inadvertantly give the police access to my phone? How does that work?

I’ve been wondering about that because I expected to hear a lot about Bela Karolyi’s legacy as a gymnastics coach throughout these Olympics, but the announcers talk around him, as if he never existed. I get that he “retired” but if he was well respected as a retired coach, you’d think you’d still see him at the

“...her husband was unable to bear children”

I just turned 47. A couple months ago, I met up with my First Love® from freshman year of college, whom I hadn’t seen in 25-30 years. We had a lovely time catching up and it turns out that he false-started a couple different career paths before he landed in his chosen career path in music. It was always his dream to

That’s the dumbest goddamn thing I’ve read all day. If he didn’t know by the time the proposal came around if it was true love or not, then he shouldn’t have proposed because it wasn’t. And testing someone by doing the one thing you know they’d hate just to try to force them to prove they love you is just manipulative

I am An Old® and so my knee-jerk response was “Do you party?” means, do you want to get high? That could mean coke or weed and/or other drugs, and could include alcohol. To be more specific, if you want to smoke weed with someone, you ask, “Do you partake?” And I don’t know why “partake” implies weed, it just does.

How could you choose one — they all look the same?