I agree, for the most part. I have been very disheartened by people being hounded from their jobs for donating to causes people don’t agree with - Mozilla (I think?) and the donation to an anti-gay marriage campaign spring to mind. To me, if it’s ok to fire someone for that, even when by all accounts it in no way…

Are you also serving alcohol? Because if you did that here (only sell bottled water), you’d be fined and then shut down if you didn’t comply with supplying freely available water.

As someone with a very over active gag reflex, I intend to star all blowjob related stories, but yours has to be the best.

I worked in a (very expensive designer brand) retail shop that had a sign stating that customers had to pay for any damages to stock - this was mostly applied to idiots who smeared their make up on gowns and were charged for the dry cleaning. I once told a woman with two very misbehaving brats that if she didn’t…

People are arseholes.

I am so happy I just can’t stop crying! Apparently this is wedding season and all my friends are trying the knot and it’s making me so emotional there is happy and sad and overjoyed and angry and ecstatic and bitter and excited and overwhelmed and it’s all too much!!!

This made me cry.

Yeah no, I’m totally with you - add in that’s its mince meat so whooo the hell knows what condition the animals were in, it’s a blend of carcasses and not the best cuts to begin with, plus with mince the odds of some kind of contamination are even higher and so you’re more likely to get some kind of bug from it...…

It drives my partner batshit crazy whenever we pass a cafe that advertises “mocha-coffee” - a mocha automatically has coffee in it!!! He goes crazy with rage and it makes me laugh :)

Look, in my defense, I live in Australia and we don’t have many options with Mexican food! We have tex-mex and tex-mex and a few hard to find and very expensive ‘authentic’ places, but I’m allergic to coriander so it’s even harder to order than for most people! So when I pronounce it utterly incorrectly, remember that…

I aree that this shouldn’t be a ‘Hollywood’ film, and I’m aware of the reality that she is now either dead or still being tortured - honestly, for her sake, as much as I wish with all my heart she escaped, I hope she is otherwise dead. But I think this story, and others that highlight the grim, horrible reality of…

I have many female friends who won’t catch a cab by themselves (Melbournian here, fyi!) but they aren’t keen on late night trains and trams either. A few are fine with the late night buses (Night Rider ftw), because at least they can sit near the driver and that makes them feel a tiny bit safer, but there are some…

If it was a guy, I always went with the slow body scan and then ‘...not anymore’, and if it was a chick then just ‘gee, how did you guess?’ Usually they either didn’t know how to respond or they asked to be served by someone else, but either way my manager would glare at them. When I worked fashion and make up retail…

I don’t “run back” to tell him, but ultimately we do end up sharing/discussing pretty much everything, especially things that are significant and important (obviously I’m not going to tell him what my friend ate for lunch, even if they rave about it to me). I’m sure there are things my friends don’t tell me because…

I’m with you. My first thought was “omg he’s been in a position of power and been abusing that power (probably) for how long??” I mean, it took shooting his gun for anyone to have an issue with his inappropriate behaviour. Surely groping someone against their will carries some kind of sexual harassment charge...

Yeah, I’m sort of the fiance in this situation - I’m in grad school studying law and I do not have time to hold down a job with four subjects and two unpaid internships. But I do the housekeeping and cooking and look after the pets, so I feel like I’m still contributing and pulling my weight. But I know people have…

Eh, I tell my partner everything and everyone who knows us is well aware that to say something to one of us is to say it to both of us. But we’ve been together for over 10 years, and we’re both able to act as if we don’t know what the other has told us. For example, in the cousin situation, my partner would never ask…

I’m with you. For whatever reason, waxing just does not work on me. When it does actually remove the hair, it also removes the skin (and I’ve tried cheap at home versions, and way too expensive salon versions). It is torture. So I shave, and deal with the faster regrowth.

I didn’t think I had one for this week and then I remembered.

I love all these stories.