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Shout out to creating bizarre, unwindable situations out of sheer boredom. I’m still waiting to see how shittily I’ve long-conned myself in a few ways. 

I’m always amazed at the ability of men to make a good first impression, then entirely fuck it up in the dumbest goddamn way... and a good deal of those fuckups have to do with god awful dirty talk. It’s basically a neon sign pointing at them saying “I watch too much porn”.

You sound fun, I like you.

This guy took me to the restaurant his family owned. I guess he thought he’d impress me by being a total dick to the wait staff. Snapping his fingers, berating them. At one point he wanted them to line up so he could inspect them. I wanted to crawl under the table. It was obvious they hated him. He didn’t tip.

I went out with a guy once for coffee, and then once more on a “real” date. It was half way through this one that, thanks to chit chat, a family photo, and his distinctive first name, I realized his dad was one of my regular clients.

A server at a restaurant I worked at (in the kitchen) asked me out. Nice enough guy. Went to his place, started watching SE7EN, he started talking about religion, then *turned off the movie* and proceeded to try and give witness. I left.

A guy I knew from high school. Found me on fb when we were about 28/29. He wanted to get dinner. Ok, sure. After the meal had arrived, he got a phone call that sounded serious. He asked the caller, “Are you ok? Do you need me to come?” I thought, “No way. This m-effer is pulling the fake emergency call on me!” He got

I went out with this dude I wasn’t particularly interested in, because he introduced himself to me at a club as a good friend of my friend Vince, saying Vince thought we would hit it off.

On one sunny day in August, I’d just received notice that my new job was moving me to Hawaii, and I was in a particularly good mood even at my energy-sucking retail job, where I’d just given my 2 weeks. So I was very quick to chat with every customer, including one who circled back after making a purchase and asked me

I was an adult woman and an adult man took me to a Buffalo Wild Wings located inside a movie theater on our first date, but we weren’t going to a movie. This was 2008-ish, so early enough that most people did not have smart phones and therefore didn’t necessarily have a camera in their pocket. After the server takes

Back in 1988 or so when almost no one had a computer, my dad bought a 1200 baud modem and taught me how to dial into a BBS. I quickly got to chatting with a bunch of people and decided to meet a guy “Derek” a few years older than me (I was 16? He was ... 20. Yikes.) I made some joke about him knowing me by the “flower

the Nationals could sure use a reliable reliever

The mere mention of the word “vegan” seems to automatically send some people into a rage, whether or not there is actually an obnoxious preachy vegan involved.

I don’t care what people eat as long as they don’t preach at others, but I swear I’ve run into WAY more defensive/preachy meat eaters than obnoxious preachy vegans out there. For all the complaining I hear about annoying vegans, I’ve seen way more obnoxious behavior by this weird, vocal contingent of people out there

Honest questions - is it reasonable that there are people out there educating and conversing (or arguing) with their partners into helping them realize this awful behavior IS systemic, and helping them identify problem behaviors with their other oaf friends? In my experience, no one in a relationship is perfect and

I’m in a relationship with someone who is 4 years younger than me (he’s 29, I’m 33), and when we first started dating, we definitely had many a difficult conversation re: race (he’s white, I’m Latinx) and stuff related to #MeToo before #MeToo was a movement. Even those who profess wokeness tend not to fully understand

HAHAHA!  SAME.

Harron, I’m so glad you are doing/participating in this series. I love the radical voices we’ve heard from. I hope this continues; either in the vein of political queer voices (of which there hasn’t been enough on Jezebel) or something else you plan on pivoting to as June closes.

When you’re near the bottom of the “totem pole” in terms of power dynamic, and part of your co-workers job is purposefully about being objectified (hello service industry), these rules/guidelines all get blurred into dissolution. Retaliation (tip distribution) is uncontrolled and imminent, and the rules in place to

Some people are so absurdly pretty, it’s like staring at the sun.