I was sent a promotional guest pass for a local gym/country club that had a $33000 initiation fee plus $350/month gym fee. This was a case of tragically poor demo targeting, as $33000 is more than I have spent on every car I've ever owned, combined. I did go though. It was crazy nice. Olympic sized outdoor pool,…

Pfft, I am on the mother's side here.

I think we need to just ban customers altogether. Every job I've had would've been way better without 'em.

I spent most of the appointment asking if I needed his permission to do things. "Put this gown on," was followed by, "Should I call my husband first?"

"Give me your arm so I can draw blood/take your blood pressure." Did I need to call him first?

"Put your feet in the stirrups." Did I need to call my husband?

The point…

I recently got a Mirena, and although they had no law backing them, the healthcare providers heavily insinuated I needed my husband's verbal consent to have it inserted. "It's important to consult both parties on decisions that will effect both of them."

Note that they didn't ask if we'd discussed it - they just…

this is my favorite story ever...

This is such important journalism. OH MY JESUS HE IS SO FINE.

That last one...GOOD GOD.

I'm not sure the winking was intentional, at least from that one guy. There was something up with his left eye.

Or a pragmatic look? All I can think is "yeast infections"

but can we talk about she's wearing basically the corset version of an ugly christmas sweater?

I don't like a single piece of lingerie I see here.

Whoops. Too late to edit, but I hope RUBY gets the help she needs.

She likes tacky cups, he can't spell cocoa. HOW COULD THESE TWO KIDS NOT MAKE IT WORK.

To be fair, that is some stupid looking shit.

I want to know how people have so many friends. I'm not even close to my family!

I'll be in my bunk.