It was on my way out of a very toxic job. As part of my ‘transitioning out’, I had to write instruction manuals for the new girl who basically was the reason for me quitting on how to do my job. A very technical job which she had no interest in but always tried to throw me under the bus whenever she could.

Oh god I feel you. I moved a month ago and since I'm not working yet I know nobody. Hugs to you.

Fucking TODAY, you guys. In my 10-year-old’s parent-teacher conference. She’s new to the school and keeps her friends at arm’s length because she seems to not want to “replace” her old friends back home. So we were talking to the teacher and guidance counselor, and I don’t have any friends here, either, so I got sad.…

I have had the exact same thing happen to me and heard many others share their “I was the new person who cried in front of everyone” stories. You are not alone, friend.

During a JOB INTERVIEW.

I just started a new job a week ago. Went to a training day a couple of days ago but everyone else on the training day had been in their post a few months, as opposed to four days. I hadn’t even been put on the company system or had any of the documents and I didn’t know any of the job terminology or have access to…

While watching the reports of the carnage developing in Paris tonight, the tears, they would not stop. My haircut was also not good, but I rose above that.

thank you - hear, hear. ‘Defending’ his choices by justifying the women is offensive (and frankly, those women’s qualifications speak for themselves to anyone who, ahh, read anything about them). ‘It’s 2015’, indicating that the question is out of date and the answer obvious, is the feminist answer as well as the…

It felt longer.

I explained North America to my European cousins like this: we are an apartment complex, America is that giant party that wont end even though the apartment is being wrecked and seems fun but when you get inside its only fun for a certain type of people. Mexico is directly below and is doing their own thing, and…

I have no idea. I’m just glad it happened. I’m a little misty-eyed reading this article—so many years of a xenophobic, anti-choice, homophobic, right wing fuckwad, I was starting to give up hope.

There’s gender parity and there’s racial diversity, too.

My gif contribution.

Serious question: Why can’t the proprietor just ask the racist ass-clown to not return. “Sir, I’m sorry that our values and yours don’t match. I’m sure that another vendor would be more to your liking. Please have a nice day...” I get it—you depend on customers for your livelihood. But these people will never learn…

Man nothing ruins an old racists day like being nice to someone. I work in a bakery in an area with a large middle eastern/indian population. Because of this, we have little displays for non-cracker ass holiday events like little eid al-fitr cakes and a nice spread for diwali. EVERYTIME while we get a slew of happy…

The 9/11 lady needs a punch in the taco. Fuck her in every way possible.

In my country we don’t even have engagement rings, thank God. But I married an American in the U.S. and at the beginning I did not want a ring as asked him not to give me one but then he was under so much pressure I accepted one for his sake. It’s insane here in the U.S. I find it hard how society enforces these silly…

OH GOD, the timing on this! I recently got engaged, and I feel so ambivalent about the ring. I’m not sure I even believe in the idea of an engagement ring, but it’s such a THING. It’s the first thing people ask about when they find out you’re engaged. I’m excited about the engagement, not the ring, guys.

Does anyone else who kept their name have the problem of people writing checks to Mrs Husband? The problem is, my legal name is already a slight variation from the name I use day to day, so I've had checks come in that I simply can't cash, because the name is entirely different from the name on the account.