Perhaps it's the 3 weeks of Chantix, as I'm usually very much against violence, but I vividly imagined this situation ending considerably differently. Within about 10 seconds, I'd have whispered "I have a master's degree", kicked someone in the head with the intent of injury, dropped my notepad like the mic in a rap…

Bachelorette parties will forever have a special place in my heart. The first time I ever went to a real club (alone and with a male friend), this guy kept creeping over and grinding on me, uninvited. I wasn't yet the elbow-throwing feminist menace I am today, so I didn't know what to do other than sort of awkwardly…

I love that story - I loved my MIL and FIL and miss them dearly (when my MIL was dying, she lived with us and I got to cook for her. I felt honored - how many sons-in-law get to return the many gifts his wife's mother has given? (though, truthfully, what I gave her was only a fraction of what she gave me in the…

I draw strength from the knowledge that my favorite flask fits into my favorite black evening bag.

We used to go on camping trips where everyone would be responsible for one meal. One guy would always be quick to volunteer for lunch because it involved no cooking, just sandwiches. He always brought white bread. Always. Doughy white bread.

I have to confess that I by far prefer the Jell-O-ish cranberry sauce - that, when you shake it out of the can with a "splut," hilariously retains the shape - to the real thing, which I don't think I even ate until some time in high school.

My aunt makes a dill dip that's served in a pumpernickel round loaf, and it's one of the best things in the whole wide world.

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Pretty sure this has been shoved into an airplane at some point.

My best friend found out her husband was having an affair. Accused him, he admitted it, they decided to get a divorce. However they were still living together while going through the motions. Sleeping in separate bedrooms, but still in the same house. He expected her to still do his laundry. Trying to place nice…

I think it would be a nice Jezebel article to critique said letter. You know for giggles. Then sending a link to the letter writer via Facebook or some other public forum for "feedback".

"Sorcia, I'm in love with your best friend [a dude with a hilariously ridiculous name that I cannot post here]. We're moving to Virginia and I hope you'll be happy for us."

My (now ex) fiancé and I had a somewhat long-distance relationship. I worked an a city 3 hours from the small town we lived in, so I would stay with friends or my parents while I worked my 4 days on, and go home on my days off. Things were never "good" when I was at home, but anyone can tolerate each other for 4-5…

I played varsity rugby in University, when I met my husband. It was a huge, if not all-consuming, part of my life - 6am practices 5 days/week, games 2 days/week, and mandatory gym and pool sessions on off-days. My now-husband had previously favoured quite delicately built women who were, as I understand it,…

We had two ring bearers (my husband's cousins, ages 8 and 5). I made Patriots and Red Sox pillows for them to carry the rings on. I got these flags that clip on to your car window which were really two flags sewn together so they were double sided. I removed the sticks, stuffed them, sewed them up, and added a ribbon…

So, I'm hoping this one gets me out of the greys and actually gets me into the "Your best stories" group. It isn't my story, but it's the one of two very dear friends of mine.

Hi, Tech support here. I had a man yell at me for 20 minutes today because his equipment didnt work. When I offered him a solution he didnt want to use it. So I clapped back with "Well, what would you like to do?" He sputtered and told me he called so I could fix it. "Sir I gave you the optimal answer to fix it and…

I can't speak for the *irresponsible* bikers out there (squids, pirates, etc.), but speaking as a (hopefully) responsible law-abiding motorcyclist, I can assure you that we very much do pay attention to the cars on the road, for obvious reasons.