sarahthomas01
TorchyBlane
sarahthomas01

Right, but I suppose I’m saying that I don’t think a solution that boils down to ‘never like a coworker’ is very realistic, if for no other reason than most everyone knows people in successful romances that began in the office (or the lab).

This made me think of something.

Can the commentariat share examples from cinema, literature, etc., of GOOD romantic behavior from men? I.e., expressions of attraction that are appropriate, acknowledge the women’s agency, and do not infringe on any preexisting professional relationship?

There’s obviously an enormous

My husband and I once took a cabin vacation long weekend in Vermont with the worst. Weather. Ever. Was impossible to do any of the outdoorsy stuff we planned, so we spent it mostly in the cabin banging and watching TV and baking cakes. There was a Golden Girls marathon on which I was like we must DEFINITELY watch. He

Live in Salem, former editor of a Salem newspaper, cursing all the gods that I missed this screening.

Here’s the thing. Salem’s embrace of witches is very new. It’s newer than the Crucible - it really dates to 1970, when the first-ever on-location television episodes of Bewitched were filmed here. Before that, from

I just got a new job for which I got ALLLLMOST what I asked for - I came down $500 in the negotiating, which is not great but okay. The reason quoted to me? “We need to have you making less than your supervisor, and we determine salaries based on parity with the rest of the department.” This department is all women.

When my husband and I were given a crock pot, the one we got came with a baby crock pot inside! It’s perfect for steel cut oats. And apparently these things are ten a penny at thrift shops, because a lot of people who only wanted the big one just give them away. http://www.crock-pot.com/specialty/croc…

This utterly meaningless experience costs more than half of what my actual wedding did. My wedding was three days long.

I got a very nice Christmas present in the form of a promotion away from a seriously toxic boss. My resolution is to not permit myself to be mistreated in the new office.

Heehee. I live in Salem. This is a real place - though in the game it’s called the Museum of Witchcraft, in the real world it’s the Salem Witch Museum. I can’t understand why they didn’t include the totally awesome statue in front of the museum though - it’s an insanely dramatic Pilgrim in a windswept coat perched on

Yep, that’s the Manchester I remember.

Loved it so so much, couldn’t help constantly thinking ‘if this had been an American show, it would have been so much more obnoxious.’ Paul Hollywood is a douche though.

I love this show like burning, but MAN do I not understand all the people who are like ‘I need a million more episodes now please.’ Husband and I planned to binge and we hit episode 5 and I just started sobbing and couldn’t stop. Now it’s one episode a day please. I don’t need any more Nam flashbacks.

Sorry, have to call bullshit without The Magnificent Seven.

Nobody hates on fat people quite like a former fat kid. Alton Brown is like this too.n

Since we grant the same legal status to second spouses as we do to first spouses, I fail to see how this is a change from the way marriage is actually practiced.

My rule of thumb is; if the friendship preceded our marriage, it’s out of bounds for spousal meddling. My best friend is a dude, has been since high school. One of his closest friends is a woman. We both had ample opportunities to screw around with those people had we been so inclined, and didn’t.

If it’s a

When my parents told me that I was going to have a little brother, apparently I INSISTED to them that they were wrong, because mommy was pregnant and not daddy, so that meant I was having a little sister.

I started inadvertently reading an article from this period of the Tucker Max oeuvre recently; a friend put up a Facebook link to I think the Atlantic. I remember thinking as I read it that it seemed like a really involved and counterintuitive explanation of ‘how not to be a dick,’ but actually not being mad at it. I

This was my wedding lipstain. I LOVED it. And I kissed about a squillion people that day and it never wore off, ever. I still had it on the next morning when i woke up. Still wear it for special occasions too!

However, I find sometimes for work and other daytime stuff it’s just a little more saturated and focus

My poor beleaguered husband. He’s genuinely a go-with-the-flow guy, but I was so afraid during planning that my Type A obsessiveness would drown out his desire (entirely fabricated on my part) to make choices. It led to this bizarre passive aggressive feedback loop where he would be strongly advocating for my