I may be misunderstanding the question. I thought, well, if you have Unlimited Time Off, then you can have all the Dramatic Sex you want? That’s not resource delineated, right? Unlike my damned student loan debt, which caused a serious existential crisis right there.

YES. This was a “body wave,” as I recall - speaking as a 50 year old and a veteran of far too many chemical experiments...um, on my hair, that is.

I...am actually speechless at how much that would change my life for the better.

I think this is maybe where we get into the “just because you can doesn’t mean you should” territory. In my workplace, we’ve been talking a lot lately about civility vs. harassment, and while maybe we’re still working out the nomenclature, I think that some of the problem comes from the fact that people worry a whole…

I...can’t find a GIF that adequately captures my facial expression rn

This is the thing. As others in this thread have said, the entire mechanism of our justice system rests on the dialectic between a vigorous prosecution and vigorous defense. The idea that each will cancel each other out until only the truth remains - that only works if each side does everything they can.

Uh...women are eligible for short term disability for the length of time that a doctor identifies that they are medically unable to work. When a man pushes a baby out of their privates, they are entitled to find a medical practitioner to call themselves disabled for a few weeks and be paid for that privilege.

Heh. My mother always told me that unless a) she tells you herself or b) the baby is crowning, don’t assume anything. And you know, when I was a 22 year old getting a pre-employment physical, the doctor asked me how many kids I had based on my stretch marks. So maybe I take this to heart more than most?

LOL...I like to give a big grin and make “call me!” gesture. COMPLETELY messes with people’s heads.

TAKE MY MONEY

Ack. My apologies. You did explain and I didn’t read fast enough. Please, skip me. :(

I am also 50 and I approve this (Jenna’s) message. If we were incapable of learning no one would survive to 50; we’d all be struck by oncoming traffic crossing the damned street.

Once...once! I did have the brass ones to say, “I’m going to a funeral. Yours.”

...and their ubiquitous coach and four...

This should be way more appreciated.

You have to admit - objectively, it’s a great name.

I am a cranky 50 year old woman and I dream of being as cool as that child when I grow up.

As a straight woman, I’m pretty sure I did exactly this.

I find that leveraging synergy works well.

Indeed. The GW had its own special kind of ambiance. :/