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stopasking123

“I’m glad you liked my idea enough to implement it. Thank you.” - the kind of response I wish I was snappy enough to have when someone takes over my bright idea and takes credit.

I’m lactose intolerant, and have completely given up on “lunch provided” mid-day meetings not being pizza. I’ve been trying to at least get some breadsticks or something on the order for literal years. I just pack my own lunch, and while everyone else is chowing down on free, hot, delicious-smelling pizza, I eat

Because it’s more likely that three women have all “synced up” (lololol) and are simultaneously suffering crushing period emotions that they are incapable of controlling even in a professional environment, than it is that one guy had a bad idea. How exactly did he think that was going to go over?!

Something that always challenges me is whether I should stay or go when things get rough. Things aren’t great for women at my company, but I think things will only get worse when us noisy bitches (sticking up for ourselves and being “aggressive”, lololol) move on.

I panicked, and failed to come up with anything witty (like the other commenter, suggesting he couldn’t afford my services, LOL) and just said “no”. Cue hours of fretting about whether I was too bitchy.

Next time I’ll just agree to wash his dishes for him, if he agrees to pay me out at the rate I bill clients, lol. Sure, I’ll scrub your crock pot for a few hundred dollars.

As a lady in tech who’s been struggling with lady tech things, I find this so discouraging. We had a big women’s summit thing with all the ladies in my company (all 16, lol) and talked about ideas for improving things. It all came down to “coaching and mentoring” the women.

Listen, I’m really sorry about this, and I’m sure it’s just a mistake, or maybe I’m looking at it the wrong way. But when I was looking at XYZ, I found a little, tiny bug, that actually makes it ABC.

I take notes and I never share them, LOL

I genuinely don’t mind helping out with some of those “woman work” things around the office, but have become so aware of being judged for them that I now make a point not to do them. Things like placing food orders, greeting visitors, things like that. I’d love to help plan our Christmas party, but if I do, then am I

This grandma kicks ass. I’m not even willing to become pregnant for my OWN children, much less somebody else’s. She’s a better person than I am, making this sacrifice for her daughter.

My picking compulsions are not as focused as yours... I’ll settle for maniacally attacking any blemish or perceived blemish I can find on my face, to the point of bleeding and really, prolonging the problem. Any microscopic speck can become a little blackhead in my mind, waiting to be squeezed out... so I squeeze, and

This. I thought we were against following Europe’s lead, for fear of becoming a bunch of single-payer healthcare-having, socialist Euroqueers? /s

I used to love that my cat liked catching bugs inside so much. That is, until the day I found a legless, but very much still alive, centipede in the middle of my carpet. Nightmares for days.

My sister says her allergies are worse with some cats than with others. She lived in a 2 cat household for most of her life (now just one... *cries*) and was always mostly fine. But whenever she visited my grandma’s cat, her allergies got just out of control. It didn’t necessarily seem to correspond to long hair vs

Listen. There’s a reason God gave you ten fingers, and it’s so that you could stand to lose a few of them and still be just fine. Now take those gloves off; the camera is rolling, dear.

Truth. My biggest takeaway from that series was that I should wear more earmuffs.

Well what’s the point of being warm if it doesn’t please your boss, anyway? As a woman, I would never sacrifice ~fashion~ for comfort. /s

Even if his sweat was under the hood of the car, I’d call that circumstantial. What if she’d been having car trouble, or her battery ran down or something, and happened to know she was visiting someone who knew a thing or two about cars? He could have given her car a jump start while she was visiting, for all we know.

Then you are reading way more into what I said than what I intended.