It’s basically people who believe in the Bible, OT and NT—but really love the abusive, punishing parts of the OT—and try to hold it up as the correct and only way to believe. It’s supposed to mean the tradition established by God with the Jews and transferred to Christians.

That’s not what she said:

Sometimes you can judge a book by its cover.

You’re assuming she does one wedding a week. You’re making an assumption with basis or knowledge.

She did offer to write off the $125. The couple decided they’d rather be assholes and destroy her.

I would think that would depend on the jurisdiction. People have been arrested for dickie dunkin’ in their homes where it could be seen by people on the street or in their homes.

I can see this going either way, because fair rides are usually not as big or complicated as park rides. You don’t have giant roller coasters or hanging rollercoasters. Rides at a fair simply cannot going be as physically large as park rides.

Not a lawyer. Over time, I’ve found: It’s jurisdiction; it’s the law; it’s the cops. All three play a part. Who the cops believe also plays a part.

In front of others, into a napkin, discreetly. No one wants to see your saliva-coated gum. Also, nobody wants to see it in the office garbage either. And the janitors will hate you.

Get ensorcelled locks for all doors and windows. It will cost you at least 15 gold, but it will be a good long-term investment.

Why is she still invited? You don’t invite her. Your boyfriend doesn’t invite her. Your roommate doesn’t invite her. If she shows up, tell her you’re bummed—and it will have to be you or your roommate, because your boyfriend can’t seem to handle it—but you have plans, then shut the door.

I would, but I’m old and can more easily get away with things like that. Just do it in a private way. Call up your probable thief of a gift-giver--or text--and let them know you tried to use the card and it didn’t work. Ask politely if they have a receipt you could get to take to the store and prove the card’s…

You say, “That’s great, but I’ve got to get this report in/call Dave/go see Mary/whatever. We’ll talk later.” Then immediately turn away and do whatever you need to do. If Chatty Cathy comes up to your desk, rather than speaking, you can stick up the “just one minute” finger (yeah, I know the middle is more tempting),…

I work on the “last in, first out” principle regarding elevators. And I hold the door for pretty much everyone, especially if their hands are full. I’m a woman.

You might ask your neighbors if they know who the man is.

“Oh, my gosh, I have to get to meeting/finish this report/call so and so. It’s been great.” Then immediately turn away to whatever you want to be doing.

If it affects the situation, you should share. You’re stuck waiting on a bench for a reserved table. You can’t sit still and keep getting up and down, going out the door and back, and so on. You simply say, “I’m sorry; I have ADHD and I’m having some trouble sitting still right now.” If people start probing for more…

Depends on the setting and the people involved.

I can understand people who can’t handle hospitals, but if they can’t be arsed to send a card or call to check in, then I can’t be arsed to concede they exist.

I work for a law firm and I do a lot of proofreading. If it’s part of my job, I’ll correct it. If it’s not, and there’s no good reason* to correct the person, I don’t bother.**