And Papa John's is apparently under the impression that ketchup is pizza sauce.

God, it sounds like a nightmare work environment even before you have the job. They need to stop taking their shit so seriously. All an employer should require from their employees is that they care enough to show up and do a good job and be fairly pleasant about it, not that they're fucking Tony Robbins.

Holy fuck. Remind me to never get cholera.

I get you. I have absolutely no poker face. So I'm always afraid that people like this (this person sounds exactly like my SIL, who was almost a perfect Orance County barbie stereotype, completely uninterested in anything that didn't involve shopping for luxury brands or hanging out looking pretty) will see my Scooby…

When that story first broke, I predicted a reality show. And I was right, apparently. That makes me kind of sad.

I'm not a big teevee fan but dang, if you like movies, watch The Wire. It takes a couple episodes to grow on you, but it's epic. Probably the best TV show ever.

Fucking Israel and Palestine. That shit has been going on so long that I just gave up trying to figure out which side is worse, what new peace treaty is being signed, or who did what bad shit to who.

OMG me too. I thought this was just personal freakiness. What the hell is it?

Read "Nothing to Envy." You'll learn a lot and it is a great read.

The book "Nothing to Envy" about North Korea is a great read. It's blood-curdling, too - life there is so hard.

Yes, put a woman in risk of her and all of her family being sent to a work/death camp. I'm sure your 30 seconds of fun is so worth creating decades of human misery.

Those things are so hard. I have a sensitive nose, and I worked with a woman in a small office who LOVED this stinky (to me) tuberose hand cream. She would apply it several times per hour. I did finally snap and handled it horribly - I made the bad mistake of saying a lot of people hated it and had been talking about…

I guess you could talk to her, but I am about 95% sure it wouldn't help, since we're so unconscious of those things most of the time.

My cubicle neighbors were 1) The angry yelly manager 2) A lady with the loudest, screechiest phone voice and 3) The worst - a man who tapped his fingers, clicked his pen, and drummed constantly on his desk. I had the capability to work at home, but not permission. I just quit showing up (my boss was 3 time zones away)…

Now that you can use your phone gate-to-gate on an airplane, I put in earphones and put on a white noise app. Ironically, my favorite noise on the app I use (White Noise Ambiance) is "Airplane Cabin."

Cinnamon tic-tacs rule. Sadly, they are as hard to find as gold nuggets. I order 12-packs off of Amazon, because stores carry disgusting wintergreen and stupid flavors like orange and strawberry, but NO CINNAMON. What is the world coming to.

You are shattering all my pretty illusions.

I'm peering at my toaster oven through my hipster monocle!

I'm scared of the science oven!