It’s about $60-$70 extra a check, depending on how many hours I work. It may not sound like much, but it does make a difference at my end of things.

Yeah, this is why I just dropped my contribution to from 4% to 1% - I need the extra money that 3% freed up to get out from under some crap.

Being a manager and seeing how many people will stand around with their thumbs up their ass, you better believe I chase them down with that phrase, among other things. (That said, injuries are taken a hell of a lot more seriously than that McD’s...)

And a high instep - if I find flats that are *wide* enough, they usually cut into the top of my foot above the toes.

And a high instep - if I find flats that are *wide* enough, they usually cut into the top of my foot above the toes.

Alas, not so secret; guys can often feel the strings.

If your partner has a long-term debilitating illness that means all sexual activity is heretofore off the table, which is the better option: the healthy person foregoing sex ever again whilst taking care of their partner, leaving their partner entirely for someone else, or discreetly getting their needs tended to…

Fuckin’ Sigma Nu. They were the jackass athlete frat where I went to school. They beat the shit out of three boys for talking to the “wrong” woman after a night of underage drinking, and when they were publicly shamed by the campus paper, they set fire to the media hall in retaliation.

Have you never worked food service? I think that’s pretty much the only place that word is commonly used...

I got the same comment from my doc when I went in the second time - I took Azo before I went in, and he said that normally as a result he’d have to actually test the pee to see if there was bacteria in it, but it would take a couple days, and so he’d trust that I knew my own symptoms and wrote me a script anyway. whew.

I’ve only ever had two UTIs, 20 years apart, both from boy germs. The first time, I just didn’t know any better, but learned from that experience to pee immediately after and use wet wipes. The second time, either I wasn’t as thorough as I should have been, or the Norwegian germs were just particularly potent. I woke…

I can vouch for my impromptu hospital stay in Germany being excellent, albeit inconvenient. I routinely joke that it probably cost me less to be treated there without insurance than it would have cost *with* my insurance at home!

Relevant detail: I am mildly hearing-impaired. I am well within functional hearing levels, but a lot of background noise - particularly in busy restaurants - sometimes makes things difficult.

I used to like JL a lot, and a couple of her older books are still guilty pleasures when I just want something mindless and cute and I have to keep the whole “time in which it was written” in mind. She did her fair share of culture coopting and “harass/assault/rape the heroine until she gives in,” but I don’t recall…

I had the orange blossom solid fragrance some years ago. I really wanted to love it, but the ylang ylang overpowered it on my skin, and it was just a little too obnoxiously floral.

I couldn’t even hide it for the same reason - I had wads of gauze taped up my shin for a week and some seriously exasperated looks from my aunt. I vaguely remember sitting in school a day or two later and being distracted by the constant throb. Razor strikes hurt like crazy. In fact, I just nicked a keratinous…

> I can’t because I once shaved off the skin on the front the full length of my shin (4th grade curiosity!)

You can always tell the tourists from the natives in the South (or at least the lived-here-long-enough-to-know-better) by who plans around the afternoon rainstorm, or who can look at the otherwise innocuous swelling of clouds over there and hey, about t minus thirty minutes before all hell breaks loose, let’s take…

Yanno, I just had duck fat fries a few days ago at a dive in Charleston, and I was looking forward to them because I like duck (dark meat ftw!). They tasted fine, but there was no way I ever would have known they were anything other than regular old vegetable oil fries.

I had gator sausage in a gumbo place in New Orleans. I was a little hesitant to try it, because I’d heard it’s fishy and me no gusta fishy (which is too bad, considering I’ve lived within fresh-catch range of the Atlantic for the last 15 years), but the sausage was pretty good - I don’t think I would have known it…

I love TripAdvisor. I’ve used it for a few different trips, big and small, domestic and international, and have not been steered wrong yet. But I also know how to take reviews with a grain of salt. I look for recurring themes - if one person out of fifty bitches about something in particular, it’s probably either not…