I watch all of the shows you just mentioned, rather enjoy them.

Very well put.

Allergic to silver? Are you a Vampire?

Now they sound like actual Christians.

If my food is served to me greasy enough to blot, it gets sent back.

No way I’m getting married if I don’t get to test drive the sex first. I don’t buy a car without checking how the ride is.

Some do, I think it is more prevalent in the UK perhaps. My step nieces and nephews all call me Catherine, except the two that were born after the wedding that blended our families. I do get a buzz when the older ones invite me to parties but introduce me as their auntie to their friends.

I’m 35 and still call my Dad’s brother “Uncle ....” He told me I could just call him ... but it felt too weird.

I call other people by their title and surname unless they tell me I can do otherwise. My Dad married my Stepmum 9 years ago, I still call her mother Mrs. R... when I first see her after an interval. She mostly tells me “call me M... you silly girl” (I’m 35), I think she likes it.

See also Jeremy Cornyn.

I get that in grocery stores - not the being chased around and harangued bit, obviously, but “can you get that down for me?” or “can you get XYZ for me?” when I am wandering around with a trolley. But this is Britain, when you say “I’m sorry, I don’t work here” people tend to believe you!

Starred for David Sedaris.

I have worked in book shops and record shops in my past, and currently volunteer at my local library. I have an involuntary habit of “sleeve checking” - if something is in the wrong place while I am browsing, I pick it up and put it in it’s correct place when I reach that section. I do this while shopping. I have…

Brava!

Boo, grey again :(

Probably why all fast food places have uniforms, no one would ever wear their own clothes in such a smelly environment.

I sent in a tip, and it has been published! Can I please become un-greyed now?

I still have a hotmail account - I use it for all the sites that require you to sign up then send you a shit-tonne of updates that you don’t want. I go in once a month and “delete all”.

It was over 20 years ago, I can barely remember last week.

My Dad and I had a fit of the giggles when we went to see my Mum at the funeral home. It started when we saw how much make up she had on (she never wore any in life) and became very silly when I pointed out that they had put her skirt on backwards. We got some funny looks when we came out, but it was an incredible…