Found out my cat’s diabetes is caused by a tumor on her pituitary gland. There’s no way to treat it (surgery is risky and performed only at a few veterinary schools none of which is in my state; radiation is questionable, would take forever, and is only available 3 hours drive from my town; and it’s not like I can…
Does this dude cry tears when he has to wear a shirt and shoes to go to Applebee’s? Does he show up at a closed Macy’s at three in the morning, with his pet goat, and angrily tweet that “the libs/lefties” are taking away his “freedoms” by not allowing him and his furry friend to shop when and how he wants? Is online…
We both work from home anyway, so we’re accustomed to being together all day every day. The unfortunate fact that we live in Alabama is somewhat mitigated by the fact that non-wealthy people can actually afford a three-bedroom house here. BR2 is his kiddo, who’s only here about 3 days a week, BR3 is my office / Craft…
You are very welcome, dear friend. Let me pour you a glass of tea, and we shall watch all of these fellow humans through the window. On a bright, sunny day at noon. And how are you? Come chat with me. *pats sofa*
jinni I always notice & love your descriptions of people-watching, and enjoying the world around us with a book & a cuppa.
Mine was also at a time in which we nearly all stopped hugging. But a co-worker needed a hug and said “You don’t mind, do you?” I did but just a little. And that was the last hug. :)
She had lice and didn’t tell us until... well, you know how that all shook out. Refused to bathe during the winter months. Claimed a friendship with Meatloaf, and hung in our dorm window her dead, taxidermied pet parrot in its cage.
I can pinpoint the last hug. A friend of mine in a bar the Saturday before St. Patrick's Day. I was mostly not hugging people by then but I left him slip past my defenses because he's one of those goofy/sweet guys that just always hug people. It feels really weird that it would ever have been an important event.
I never had a terrible room mate, just weird or annoying ones. One college roommate liked picture frames. Really, really like picture frames. She had a bin under her bed, full of picture frames, her half of the room was decorated with picture frames. No pictures in the display ones, just the paper with the size of the…
And for those who are alone? How are you holding up?
Yes, to me it’s not a kindness to not tell her, especially as it’s already been years and it’s still an issue. What’s to stop it still being an in 10 years? In 20?
YES. I get that there are times when disclosing information is unnecessarily harmful and the issue isn’t without grey areas, but it’s also inherently paternalistic and manipulative. The result of not disclosing *especially* when the person has explicitly asked for honesty (and clearly knows they aren’t getting it), is…
“Radical honesty is a horrifying prospect to any right-thinking person”
The main problem with the second approach? People tend to know when you’re lying.
My personal feeling is that the advice in the column and the comments is bad.
I have a theory: the person who created that thing has never taken care of an actual human baby.
I’m day-drinking today and your name is hilarious. :)
I do not believe those young people are appropriately social distancing.