You gotta have some old British cheddar then (since it is originally from there). Good, old, white sharp cheddar from England or Scotland is something else!

“Missy” really bothers me as well. Even my mom would use it to me as a kid, “Get over here, Missy!”

Now it’s Zoidberg’s time to shine!

I did this and i’m not even remotely famous. I was at that lanky stage when i was her age. I had the best body that i think fondly of now (at 37) but wore mostly huge t shirts, long cut off jeans and sneakers. Even my mom, who took no particular interest in my clothing normally, mentioned once (n a non sexual way),…

Come to Canada, it’s very easy to be hundreds of km’s from civilization if you want to be. Probably why the stereotype of Canadians being friendly is a thing. You don’t mind people so much when you see so few of them or have to rely on others more when you’re isolated. It makes common sense not to be an asshole.

The Scottish Beef guy is totally my thing.

My boyfriend is a big handyman type - builds and/or fixes everything he can get his hands on. He got his garage done and now he also wants to convert his office space into a sewing room with an industrial sewing machine.

Also, the story could’ve gone completely in another direction and the argument doesn’t logically make sense.

Yes, but you gotta pay me $1000/mth for the room, Toronto is freaking EXPENSIVE.

Vancouver is so much worse for affordability than New York.

For some reason their socks lasted *forever* on me. I had a pair of sweat socks that was great for, like, 6 years of semi-regular wear. The thigh high socks were saviours in our cold winters as well. I’d wear them on the walk to work and just roll them down into my boots at work. Perfect.

Could you get shots of Botox in your pits to stop the sweating? I’m in Canada, so I don’t know your insurance situation, but our province covers the cost of those shots if you need them.

Tip: If you want to do the Rocky Mountaineer route(a privately run train)but don’t have that kind of money there is an alternate that is also wonderful.

There is a great This American Life podcast concerning this topic, one of their best last year. A woman talks about how she lost a very significant amount of weight and how that drastically changed how people acted towards her. She couldn’t believe it. She dated a guy she met at her condo building party and he said…

This is like one of the higher ups not liking my sole indian coworker to nuke anything with indian spices in it and then told HR that she had a ‘sensitivity’ to ‘ethnic’ food smells and HR put out that notice to everyone though it was obvious who it was directed at. It was in our small lunchroom - she could’ve just…

Yech. In my office (which is mainly women), if there are snacks/cake at a meeting or luncheon everyone avoids anything remotely ‘bad’ (including the bread) our of fear of judgement. It’s the kind of place where half the people eye up your lunch in the lunchroom and make passive agro comments on it. “Ohh, wow, is that…

There are no Dave and Busters in Ontario, but yes, Tim Horton’s are bountiful!

I think in that pic up there, where she is at a basketball game, she is sitting beside Drake’s mom.

Yeah, my family is Canadian/protestant and it still, to this day, drives me fucking crazy when someone at work asks me to do something for them and adds, ‘...please and thank you!!’ to the end of their request, in a fake cheerful way, just as my mom always did when i was a kid. It basically means, ‘You’re expected to…

I saw 4 deaf people (very diverse - young/old/different races) getting into a heated discussion on the subway about something. It was pretty fascinating watching each gesture is response to another with just the sound of hands slapping and waving around. Everyone else on the train was equally fascinated, staring in…