Fine. Then let’s hug it out.
Fine. Then let’s hug it out.
I prefer the term “Bernout” actually. Far more diverse and inclusive.
Your dream job scenario sounds great. You asked, and you got even more. Nice! For a long time, I didn’t even think to negotiate a starting salary anywhere. I figured I should just be lucky to get the job, which I should be, but it took me a while to understand that you can feel fortunate and want to increase your…
I agree with your first paragraph. However I completely disagree with your second statement.
My gf has a coworker who is in the middle of renegotiating her salary, and by using a competing offer has somehow managed to get BOTH parties to counteroffer MULTIPLE times. I am both extremely jealous and in awe; i could never imagine having the nerve to do that or having them actually do it.
Yeah, that was me, too. I mean, who HASN’T walked through the Tenderloin and thought, “People shouldn’t have to live this way in the wealthiest country in the world.”
Really? Because this is me, every morning...
Word. I work in public health so I got into the Public Service Loan Forgiveness program and after 10 years on IBR, my loans are forgiven. I’m 6 years in!
Someone on the subway used to try to court me this way but I didn’t understand.
Ellen is interwoven for me with my own coming out. My parents were both fans of her sitcom, and had been watching up to that point, and I knew it. I, fourteen, read in the newspaper about how she was a lesbian, and was coming out on her show, and how big a deal this was.
why does someone always have to take a serious women’s issue and try to make it about men?
Seriously. I have the double misery of being a plus sized and unusally tall person and I am about 1,000 times more conscious of the space I am taking up than your average flyer. I always choose a window seat so I can try to press myself up into the void the window leaves and fold my arms up to read a book so they…
I spent 2 years living in West Africa and experienced very different airplane standards. I used to be a very laid back person when it came to lining up to get on the plane. Because, unless you had a huge carryon and needed to fight for overhead space- why rush? You have a seat, it is waiting for you, right?
Thank you, Madeleine.
Having been the fat person on a regional jet folding herself into plus size origami and nearly in tears worrying about encroaching on someone elses’ space: don’t be rude . You will survive . That “fat” person is probably twice as miserable as you are.
On that same note, last time I was on a tiny 6 hour coach bus ride we got in line super early to get those sweet seats in the front with the table (megabus, sits 4 people). We go one of them with a lady and her adorable baby, and the other side a mom with another baby and daughter had payed extra to reserve. It said…
What about when a child keeps kicking your seat behind you? I turned around and the parent didn't care that this was happening. This may make me sound like a horrible human being but I would pay extra to be on a flight without kids.
Some people can’t help invading your space due to size, and that’s just the risk you take when you fly.
protip: bring extra pair of socks in your carry on and switch them right before the flight to minimize risk of smelly annoying feet
I traded seats once and will never do so again (unless the plane is full and I can confirm who I will be sitting with before I say yes). I got duped by a young woman who wanted me to switch with her. I ended up moving from a middle seat with two small humans on either side to a middle seat with two giant humans on…