So? All it does is make you stronger against intentional arsenic poisoning. It's just good training to be a despot or something....

The "gimme" is definitely rude. I know some older men who say it in kind of a cheerful way, but in general, rude. "Could I have..?" or even "I would like..." is much preferable.

Why on earth does the person's ethnic background matter? Racist, much?

In many other parts of the world, field hockey is played. Like, in all the parts colonised by the UK, so pretty much 80%. And yes, I am Canadian.

And that is a legitimate response on his part. We are biologically hard-wired to have a strong aversion to anything even close to something that made us violently ill. Let him hate Asian food in peace.

In Canada, you can get home milk delivery (or buy in the store). The milk is in bags, and you pop the bags into a dispenser. We also have jugs and cartons. The bagged milk was more prevalent in the 80s-90s.

I am 100% on-board with the vulture plan. I agree - easier to get the vulture to haul you to the puppy, then figure something out from there.

This is a beautiful thing...

Reader's Digest is the precocious child's friend! It was my favorite book!

Ugh, the more I read of these, the more memories come back. By age 11 or so, my parents would let me stay at home while they took my brother to hockey. I pretended I was a "chef" by making pastry bundles out of kleenex and toilet paper. In my mind, they were perogies - if you don't know what those are, imagine…

I felt sorry for yellow. It was my least-liked colour, so I assumed no one else liked yellow things either. I recall purposely choosing a yellow cup or toy, but really wanting the green one, just b/c I thought the yellow cup would be sad.

I also practiced for impending physical disabilities. I would walk around as long as I could with my eyes closed. I would go for as long as I could without opening my mouth (not sure what accident would result in that....) and of course, see if I could go a whole afternoon with mu right arm tucked in my shirt…

Late to the game....love reading these stories. I feel slightly less weird.

OMG. I am snort-laughing so hard at that one!!!!

I did that, too. I was always worried that I wasn't spreading affection evenly amongst my stuffed animals. I would feel horribly guilty if I realised that I slept with one or two of them more often than the rest.

I agree - it just seems so wrong. If all are in agreement that she is essentially dead anyway, and that taking her off life support is the best option, why wait to create an extra-morbid event? Poor taste/lack of thought. Super weird.

Yes! We desperately need Allie Brosh to illustrate some of these stories!

Totally awesome! So glad you said that to her!

Ugh - sorry you had that. My mom was horrible too.

My mom's thing was "That's different..." Usually she was just blatantly rude and judgmental, but "That's different...." was he nicest way of being rude.