poorunfortunatesoul
PoorUnfortunateSoul
poorunfortunatesoul

oh my god you’re one of those kinds of parents

She kicks you, you kick back. Law of the playground extends to air travel as well.

Thank you. This is so disgusting that I can’t imagine doing it. Also, holding your child will not protect them in case of an accident.

I’ve worked on airplanes for almost 15 years now. I’ve worked at the airlines — believe me people — BELIEVE ME — do not let your kid lay on that floor. Just don’t. I wish I had a picture of opened floorboards and carpet on these jets. The sheer amount of human hair and unknown sticky substance is quite horrifying. The

Creative idea, my only problem is the space under your seat belongs to the person behind you. This is great if your in the very last row with a bulkhead behind you or the seat behind you is empty. If I was sitting behind Jane there is no way Goldie could stretch out with out one of us kicking the other

This is another creative way.

I would send you a picture of my hands, but you’d probably die of disgust, all “how does she walk around like that?”

I’m so with you. I already hate the way most women speak to manicurists. I try to be as unobtrusive and polite as possible, and I don’t think going all loud-ass Norma Rae on their behalf is going to be appreciated or helpful. But as a regular salon-goer, I really DO want to help, and I want to do that NOW. Yet what

I guess it’s nothing but Finger Blasters with Thing.

The NYT suggests interviewing your manicurist and asking them how much they make. Is it just me, or does that seem really rude and inappropriate? “Hi, yes, I’d like rounded tips. Btw, how much do you make an hour?” I get wanting to make sure you aren’t going to a place that exploits their workers, but I dunno that

There's really no point in feeling guilty about nail salons, because pretty much our entire civilization and way of life is built on drastically reducing the quality of life of the people who do the dirty work/slave labor.

Thing be like, "hay girls haaaaaaay."

Like, I get it. But I've always found fault with this idea of liberal discourse - this "IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU" thing. Well, yeah, but by that logic, NOTHING is really about me, is it? You could also argue my experience of the world is limited to my own ability to perceive it, right? So in that sense, EVERYTHING is about

But again, I have to ask: If you thought the women were earning a decent living, why did you feel compelled to tip at such a high rate?

At least now I can smugly tell people my gross toes are a form of protest, instead of just admitting it's bc I'm lazy and cheap...

Thing saw the picture of the hands in that window and is on. his. way.

"the internet’s dominant heuristic—which is to read something that does not address you directly and immediately think, “But what does this mean about me?”