I don’t know about bank errors but I once researched SSDI (Social Security Disability Income) overpayments for work. It’s HORRIFYING how much money the SSA gives out BY MISTAKE. Shocking even by big government standards. And when discovered, the payees are expected to not only repay it, but repay it with interest. And…

My stepmother was chronically late for everything and my father dealt with it by telling her everything started an hour earlier than it actually did. I could see using this as personal approach.

I instantly dislike anyone who agrees to have their therapy sessions televised. 

Back in her Desperate Housewives heyday, she was regularly lauded by the press for being so smart and classy. I never bought it and now feel vindicated. That is all. 

I remember having to explain what “diss” meant to my mom in the 90s. She was not impressed. 

If you’re gonna use a fancy word when a simpler one would suffice, you gotta at least use it right. Damn.

I apparently threw my grandpa’s motorhome into gear and coasted off when I was around 3 or 4. My older brother took his charge to torment his younger sibling very seriously and once told me that I killed a guy and no one ever talked about it to protect me. (I did not.)

Chuck Berry gets a pass. Joe Blow does not.

At risk of sounding just like “my dad beat the shit out of me and I’m fine...”

I’m also admin and yesterday I asked a para how she felt a new librarian was fitting in. She said “Well, he’s weird but you all are.”

I haven’t heard/seen that before but reading it made me grind my teeth.

Also academic, but a very small and somewhat unusual operation. :)

Vodka tonic’s too strong for these pantywaists. White Claw is literally ten proof. 

When this product hit the market I said “I think a shot of vodka in my La Croix will accomplish the same goal.” Then everyone went nuts and two weekends ago I finally bought some White Claw to see what the big deal is.

What kind of library do you work in?

When I switched jobs, I lost vacation time and poor me now only gets 4 weeks instead of six. (Got your tiny violins out?) I used to take one week, twice a year, to just sit around at home, by myself in blessed quiet, reading, going on long walks and bingewatching DVDs (this was a while ago.) That was in addition to…

I literally snorted.

I’m reference with one large project involving metadata. :)

Remember when “conversate” was a thing? (If you don’t, “I was conversatin’ with my boo” was a thing in the 90s.)

It got lost in the myriad of other words.