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ugh. Would everyone** please just keep it in their pants?

I got into a conversation with an older man in a Seattle dive bar just 5 days ago.  After some rather heated words from him re: Kavanaugh (he hates the guy) he told me that he’d been raped at the age of 13.  And that he’d never told anyone, until the Kavanaugh confirmation.  He was just *fed up* with this bullshit. 

I loved Gail.  I want to be like Gail.

ugh... Sorry you had to witness that, but maybe it’s better to know who these guys are.

Before I worked for my current company, I had to deal with that water-cooler booshiz on the regular. Where I’m at now, luckily, that just doesn’t happen. Our company has a stringent policy, and we’re honestly all too busy to make

I understand that feeling. Another thing that makes my life horrible is sitting on the bus and wondering which 6% of the 30 men on the bus are rapists.

I grew up without stickers.  SAD.

The article also mentioned that some doctors will flat out refuse to take in a new patient if that person is over 200 lbs. Something about keeping insurance numbers low?

I need to find a new general practitioner, since my (wonderful) doctor passed away recently.

Imagine a bunch of monkeys screaming at and shunning a monkey that doesn’t fit into the troop for whatever reason.

I think the article touched on it briefly, a sort of ancient behavior meant to keep the (apparently) unhealthy away from the healthy.

Fear can translate into hatred or ‘unkindness.’

They’ve got so much tied up in their political identities; their social circles include so many of their fellow representatives. They have children and grandchildren they want to get into Ivy-league schools. Turning their backs on the party apparatchik will get them shunned well into their retirements.

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it’s getting real in the Whole Foods parking lot...

thank you, yes.

I expected the character with the big Edna glasses to proclaim “NO CAPES”

he needs the pompoms. and shorts. part of the audience fun is seeing those legs move!

oh gods yes.  Frain is my filthy dirty guilty pleasure...

Wouldn’t that be lovely!  (Oh, and hi DrunkExPatWriter, it’s been a while since I’ve seen you post)

And now he’s an unemployed piece of shit!

One of the reasons I really appreciate myCo. Every Friday, the facilities manager sends out an email: Everything in the fridges will be trashed on Saturday. No exceptions. Everything. We have a contract with our building’s janitorial service: They trash everything in the fridges and clean them, no exception for

seriously, they’re hogging all the tall dudes!  they need to step off! ;-)

hahahah! (I sometimes throw a few spelling and phrasing anachronisms into my work emails because I just feel like it. My fave lately is ‘forthwith.’ My coworkers probably think I’m a huge prat but I pay it no mind.)