In Canada (at least in Quebec; I haven't lived in the rest of Canada and Quebec is often different enough that I don't want to generalize), restaurants absolutely do have to provide tap water for free. Even if you don't buy anything. (MrsPye works in food service, and it's summer, so management has been reminding…

But would you still be telling Yelp about it in a new review, five years later? That, to me, is what got the guy included on this list, not the original review.

I am in my 40s, and my mother was an abusive parent and is a horrible human being. I dislike her, haven't seen her in 13 years, and limit contact to three greeting cards a year (because I'm her only relative, so I figure she should have my address). I did tell her I hated her a couple of time when I was very young,…

Yeah. I have an 8-year-old niece (and have two others who used to be 8). Yes, they can be really obnoxious at times, because they're kids and kids sometimes do that, but all of them know/knew better than to hit their parents. Or other kids, for that matter (I'm not saying they've never smacked one of their siblings…

And if it isn't "Mom's skirt is too short!" it's "She's wearing 'mom jeans'!" or something similar. It's not like teenagers (though when I taught junior high/high school, it was something that tended to come from the younger kids (say, 12-16 years old) versus the 17-18 year olds, who had run out of fucks to give about…

See, that, to me, is a valid objection. "Yes, you may talk to my child without me present, but I would like there to be two of you in the room with him/her."

Yeah, exactly. Because of my childhood (my mother was abusive) and my first LTR (again, abusive), the mother going nuts about someone talking to her kid for 5 minutes alone would make me worry for that kid. My mom used to refuse to let me talk to the doctor alone, even though I was never there for something she did…

It doesn't have a single thing to do with "hitting on" anybody. I am a woman, legally married to another woman. I'm self-employed, but my wife has a "regular" job with co-workers. She didn't walk in there and say, "Hi! I'm MrsPye! I'm a lesbian!" but when (for example) I came in to her work (she's currently working in…

Oh, brilliant! MrsPye's work uniform trousers are made of stiff icky polyester and it contributes to the thigh-rub problem. In the winter she wears leggings under them, but it gets too hot for the summer. I'll have to check this stuff out.

Yup. MrsPye almost never wears hers because she can't at work (and when you leave it off 5-6 days a week, it's hard to remember the other day or two), and I can't wear mine when I'm having arthritis flare-ups (so, like, whenever it's cold and wet) or when my fingers swell (when it's hot and humid, and there, I've just…

Yes, but from the era when they made monsters out of condoms and spray-painted bubblewrap.

"Learning disabilities" has a somewhat different meaning in the US than in the UK, which is the problem with using that. In the US, a "learning disability" is something like dyslexia or dyscalculia; it interferes with a student's ability to perform academically, but is not generally associated with below-average…

And I apologize for being bitchy. We were at a point last year where we absolutely had to move and were having a very hard time finding a place we could afford that would allow us to keep our animals, and we were looking into finding new homes for them (luckily, MrsPye has a large network of local family/friends, plus…

And this will be why if I ever do have to give up any of my pets, it will not be to a rescue. Because of this kind of attitude. Because if we end up in a situation where we have to move, and we can't find a place we can afford that allows us to keep our pets and we can't find people we know to give our pets a home, I…

Yeah, right after I met her, MrsPye had to give up one of her cats—she gave him to someone she knew, not a shelter, but the circumstances were similar. Wesley was absolutely fine as long as someone was home most of the time, but if she was gone more than a couple of hours, he'd freak out, destroy things, pee on…

"Where are you moving where no animals are allowed?" A hell of a lot of apartments, that's where.

Years ago, when my ex and I had her small nephew living with us, he was prone to constipation (he was used to a really terribly over-processed and fiberless diet; we were working on it but it was a long project). Couldn't get a laxative down him. Sugar-free candy, on the other hand...gave him a piece after lunch a few…

Now I am going to be seriously judging everyone I see for the next three days, wondering if they liked this movie.

No, those people are pro-choice. That is the whole point of being pro-choice. Back when my getting pregnant was a physical possibility (if unlikely) I knew that [at least assuming that the fetus and I were both healthy] I would never opt to have an abortion. But because I don't believe I have the right to make that…

How 'bout we don't? I really don't want to encourage the general (predominantly cisgender and straight, in other words) population to call me "queer." (Actually, I don't want anybody to call me "queer," but at least when it comes from other non-straight-and/or-cisgender people, it loses a lot of its sting.)