STOP TELLING THE PEOPLE INTERVIEWING YOU WHAT YOUR OLD JOB PAID. Stupid, Steph. Stupid.

Holy crow! That’s a really long time to have to sit still.

Having someone to take care of a houseful of beautiful lush plants is in my top five rich-person goals. I kill them all, and get sad.

That works as long as your bussers are honest. I had a few newbies over the years who were eager to run over and clean for me, and I wondered why I was suddenly getting stiffed so much more often. It took me far too long to catch on.

Same, and I vividly recall the Carter administration.

Pets outnumbering humans terrifies me! We hit that number last year, and suddenly I’m obsessing about the house burning down and being able to get them all out.

Strongly agreed. I LOATHE vamping on the national anthem. It’s not a place to showboat.

Do servers get offended when a regular is quiet yet polite, and tips well? No, we call them fucking unicorns.

I have to come up with a dessert for a party tomorrow, and I am not feeling it. I was going to do something green since most attendees are Eagles fans, but everything lime on Epicurious and Chowhound looks like a freaking ton of work. I like these, but I’m tired and lazy.

I’m in Steelers country, so I’m obligated to hate on the birds, but I do so love an underdog. Mostly I’m Team Snacks.

Sounds normal to me. I’m super, super introverted. I once spent a long weekend at home alone, and realized at work the next morning that my voice was cracking because I hadn’t spoken in five days. It was awesome.

For us it was about six months.

Very disheartening week at work. I’m used to white douchebro culture (I’m a woman in tech) but the past few days have really ramped it up.

Congratulations! I gleefully anticipate your posts regarding the comedy of errors that will ensue regarding a UK accent in a sea of New Yawkuhs. Say goodbye to the letter “R”.

It would make a lot more sense if there was a Timberlake hologram, since he seems quite eager to fellate himself.

It’s Philly. There’s going to be a riot either way.

Those of us with thyroid issues are also told to avoid soy. It’s in everything, FFS.

If you had not asked, I would have continued to assume Pogs were those squirrel things from the new Star Wars movie.

It depends on whether you went uninvited due to it being you, specifically, or if they just had to pick a cut-off point and went with “extended family after X branch of family tree”. If it’s the former, you shouldn’t go. If it’s the latter, you’re taking your dad’s place and it’s a wash.

Some ideas: