Because the ultimate point is bossing someone around, not the tweaks. When you remember and do it without asking, YOU HAVE RUINED THE FUNZ!!

I don’t get that either. Shouldn’t they be happy that you’ve anticipated their needs before they had to ask? It’s like they take pleasure in being tedious and taking time out of your busy life....Oh wait.

Or their opposite, the ones who INSIST that they “always get the same thing” but what they mean is “I get the same general thing but tweak it every time so GOD HELP YOU if you take me at my word.”

can, theoretically, the new york bar association publicly reprimand a lawyer for flagrantly misstating the law like that while representing his client?

People like that aren’t interested in the food... they’re interested in being served. The act of giving their order is empowering to them... in some small way it’s a direct sign of control they have over their environment. You’ll see it in any work environment, whether it’s a situation like above, or even at a retail…

My dad and one of my brothers is a see-it-needs-doing, do-it-completely types. In our family doing a job right is called a “Mike job.” You get sent back to do it again if you fall short of Mike standards.

I am super lucky. My partner thinks its adorable. And I make up for it by cleaning the refrigerator when she’s out of town. Top to bottom. All shiny. And cooking because I love it and she hates it. Very fortunate in this house. :-)

Well done Amnesty, though.

Let me explain some simple physics to you, friend.

I’m probably a half chore do-er. I get distracted and start half-choring on the next thing.

Caitlyn’s experiences, while not even remotely resembling the experiences trans people of colour have to try and survive, still serves to drive the public consciousness towards normalizing the idea of somebody being trans in general.

Omg Lazy Susan. I hate hate hate crotchety regulars. I already know your damn ticks. I already know what you’re going to ask for. One customer who thought he was a charming, grouchy old man (wrong, everyone there hated the shit out of serving your lonely ass) tried to bitch at me for bringing out his ALWAYS ALWAYS…

If you really want to know, I’m one of those people. My husband is not a sugar daddy. When we met I had the well paying corporate job and he was working for the post office. He was out of state and transferred to be with me, and they could only get him part time work. So for the first few years of our relationship, I…

OMG thank you. In a fairly new relationship and I have no idea how to assess which little things are important (pick up after yourself! don’t eat in the bedroom! say thank you!) vs which big things (same spiritual beliefs, don’t need kids, very different income/living standards). How do you even know???

I used to say yes and then when asked about it later say “ya I’m gonna do it, I just didn’t say when.” So now I’m asked to do things with an attached time frame, “will you do x,y,z tonight?” Leaves me less wiggle room but I help out more, Like I should have been doing in the first place.

Not everyone does. Sometimes the damage is permanent.

It’s different for everyone. If anyone ever tells you someone sexually assaulted them, there are three things you can say:

you dont. I dont. but I forgave the man who did it to me before I forgave the person who facilitated it. My own mother.

Eh, I guess you learn. I’m pretty untrusting of everyone anyway :). I think it solidified my ability to, as Liz Phair sang back when she was awesome, fuck and run. I do regret telling my Mother about my rape when I was 14...she was a brilliant, strong, feminist woman and I think telling her 20 years later fried her…

The hardest trust for me to regain, after being raped, was trsusting myself and my judgment. 13 years later, I haven’t been in a long term relationship since and have made a very limited number of new, close friends. So, I guess it’s a question I’m still searching for the answer to.