I hadn’t thought of it like that before, but you’re right. The skimpier the clothing on the servers, the worse the food has been. Moxie’s, here in Vancouver, has the worst food ever, and it’s served by attractive women in as little clothing as possible without them being in a bikini or nude. The last time I went,…

I do this too! I’m so glad I’m not the only one.

I am very civilised (drink my tea with my pinky out and everything), but I do love my vulgar vocabulary; my beautifully expressive sentence enhancers: Shit. Bugger. Fuck. Asshole. Piss. Bollocks. Bloody. Damn. Fuck.

:D :D :D - laughing so much at this right now. I might need to watch Animal House again...

Oh, holy shit. This is real. There’s a real person in those pictures. There are POSTERS. He must have paid good money to have those printed.

Excellent 40th b-day gift to yourself. I spent mine with family, drinking wine and eating homemade b-day cake at home. It was perfect.

Pajama Jammy Jam?? What? Is that a real thing that a real person does? I just...I don’t know how to feel about that. I sort of want to laugh and giggle coffee all over my desk, but also sort of want to hand that man some gift certs to a shrink and give him a hug.

Are you me? Because the name and age and useless knowledge of the Beebs life all fit. (Renees are the best!) :D

I think you and I could be good friends. :D Safe cats. Good. No bra? Good. Bras are torture devices I only wear because my shirts look better and more fitted if I do. That’s it. And work has basic rules about being appropriately dressed.

Oh, for sure. Don’t be a dick about being anti-social or leave someone hanging with a ticket etc. That’s just rude and makes you an asshole.

But for more basic plans...flake if you have to.

Exactly. Bras, and esp. their removal after a day of work/confinement, is serious business.

You terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad, ginger pube hoarder, you. :-)

Also a great reason. Esp. if you’ve already got home and freed the girls from their prison. ;-)

Pants are hard some days. It is known.

There is some redhead drama/classism nonsense. My hair was bright coppery red and really curly as a really young kid (I loved that colour!) and then it went stick straight and white blonde (Village of the Damned sort of thing) for a few years (no idea why, my sister’s hair did the same) and now mine is technically…

My friends and I have generally agreed that we can cancel on each other if we absolutely hate the idea of being around other humans the night The Plan is supposed to happen. Sometimes, you just need to sit at home and re-watch Harry Potter movies in your grubbies instead of putting on proper clothing and going outside.

Oh boy. We have differing opinions, that’s OK. I feel getting drunk with coworkers and losing control is not OK. For me. If it’s working for you, go nuts and have fun.

At one of the last companies I worked for (an insurance company) it was encouraged to get sloppy drunk at work functions. The VP was a functioning alcoholic (they bought him two enormous pails filled with bottles of hard liquor for his b-day one year). Most of this happened before the Sarbanes-Oxley Act came into…

It’s a shame that the people who do get drunk at company functions can’t just own it without feeling judged or uncomfortable, but that says far more about them than it does about the non or moderate drinkers.

Puking on the bosses shoes at a company function is not endearing, it’s a loss of self-control. I’ve had a…

I don’t disagree with having drinks with co-workers (necessarily), but getting loaded and taking pics of your dick with a colleague’s phone, or puking on the boss’s shoes? That’s too much and not OK.

Getting shit-faced with the boss is a stupid requirement for being promoted, and a dumb reason to isolate team members…