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I am so tired of being told how *I* have to fit in to a so-called “man’s” world by changing my behavior. Apparently no one else has to, you know, start valuing me or my contributions as they are. I understand the idea of an article like this is to give women little tips about how they could change or improve their

Funny how police departments have never figured out that if people didn’t believe cops reliably kill people, they would not view “suicide by cop” as a viable option.

My mom was on the upper end of middle class but had grown up poor and was a single parent. She therefore still had a lot of (at the time) mortifying habits like trying to make me clothes instead of just buying them or picking up cigarette packs off the ground so she could get stupid free cigarette merch. It wasn’t

The thing that is extra harsh about the expectation of beauty on your wedding day is how depressing it is when you know you can’t meet it. I was diagnosed with cancer a few months after we got engaged and was in treatment up until the week before the wedding. I had no hair and had gained 30 lbs (I was on steroids as

“Daddy issues” is what men call it when they don't like their girlfriend or wife having a spine or opinions of her own.

Okay I know this will never get featured but this neg occasionally gets trotted out when I feel like laughing at how awful men are. This is a direct copy/paste from okcupid:

Thanks for this. Not many people understand why someone would even do something like this. When they do, they believe it's one and done. It's an awful thing to live your life wondering what kind of terrible kid you were or what kind of terrible person you are now to have ended up here.

My husband and I are very much like your friend and her husband, with the exception that I am primarily interested in geographical and historical features. My poor husband never worked out before he met me, and now we TRAIN to go on trips because 12-14 mile hikes are completely typical for us on vacation. I’m not even

Ooh, ooh, I have one more (not my burn, but someone else’s). It is related to the same awful ex. He had an ongoing thing where he would tell people that he used to look like Scott Weiland. He had lost a lot of weight in his early 20s and dyed his hair red and wore eyeliner a lot, but that was IT for the resemblance,

This burn is really only funny within the context of the relationship in which it was said: I was with a horribly verbally abusive guy who constantly harped on my (and other women’s) weight despite the fact that he was probably 70 lbs overweight. NOT something I’d normally comment on, but he didn’t stop making nasty

Ahhhhhhhhhh this post is giving me ALL THE FEELS. It is so inescapable in my line of work. I’m in an office with only 3 women. A lawyer, a part-time admin, and me. When the admin is not around I’m constantly asked to handle office things even though I make 6 figures and am most definitely not the most junior person in

Sadly, these statements are relatively low-key in tech. Things that have been said to/about me: “you mean you hired one of those girls out there?” “You were hired for your tits,” “we were afraid to hire another woman after our last one didn’t work out” and my personal favorite “you’re a belligerent woman and we fire

While I, in theory, support this sentiment, I can tell you that it played out much more horribly in my life. I was an “oops” baby and my parents got divorced shortly after I was born. I figured it out much later (think: teenager. apparently I’m not super bright) and when I asked about it there was a long pause and

I would like to add to that one of the most mind-boggling things about weddings is the fact that EVEN IF YOU LEGITIMATELY WANT NO GIFTS this is considered a money grab and you are therefore considered an asshole. A large percentage of our friends had to travel to come to our wedding (we have numerous friends across

My husband wants kids, and I do not. I make significantly more money, am way type A, and have no patience for children. With a bit of pressure on my part (based purely on stats about how little work dads put in relative to their wives), we have instead decided to fill our lives with fluffy things we can leave at home

I'm pretty sure the tech industry is where the idea of vocation as "passion" originally came from. People started to see that you could hire passionate nerds who loved coding and would do it whether they were getting paid or not, and lo and behold! you could get these nerds to work extra hours on your projects instead

What frustrates me about stuff like this is how even jezebel commenters are (for the most part) jumping to various judgments about how terrible this mother is without evaluating the system the mother lives in. I've looked at the zillow prices in her neighborhood. These are all sub-100k (mostly ~50k) homes. This is a

am i the only jerk who's going to ask the obvious? is her stuff publicly available or does she have a ton of fb/twitter/instagram/whatever friends? because literally i have 0 public-facing personal photos that someone could steal. they would have to be my facebook friend and something like 50% of my facebook friends

I am estranged from my mother as well (over 10 years at this point). The fascinating thing about it is that she exhibits the same glaring inability to understand that not taking responsibility for your actions will not make people believe that you intend to stop performing those actions. Shocking, I know.

My husband and I have two dogs, one of which was mine pre-relationship. That dog is obvs staying with me. We also have another dog (not-so-fondly nicknamed "Jerk Pug") who we actually fight about NOT taking. Husband doesn't know it but he's going to take Jerk Pug in the end because a) this dog is pretty awful and b)