Ever since I heard a story about Demi Lovato punching a guy in the face because she was coked out of her mind, she has earned a permanent soft spot in my heart.
“I have a dream to go to Harvard Business School and one of these days I will do that... in my spare time”
“Forgive me please, but that’s what you get when you play with people’s emotions.”
“She was going to be killed by this guy some day, somehow. She didn’t have to die that night.”
“According to footage recorded on the officer’s body cam”
“The officer claims, in his police report, that he went inside the apartment to investigate living conditions and check on the children. However, body cam footage shows that this never took place”
Since we all might need a slightly happier tale, here’s a great response teachers can have when alerted to this, via a PE coach I had in sixth grade. I switched schools halfway through the year to escape bullying, and on my first day at the new one I was trying not to make waves. During PE I was just kind of hanging…
This is real - I'm part of a local parents buy/sell/trade group, and the frequency with which shit gets extremely nasty is kind of alarming. Yesterday, a lady who wanted some tips on pre-registering at the labour and delivery unit of our local hospital outed herself as a pretty gross bigot and racist within about…
Neighborhood Facebook groups are no joke
Once, an 8-top of Christians left one of those “Here’s a Tip for You!” pamphlets on my table, in lieu of a cash tip. I was sort of used to this, so I didn’t remark much, just tossed it into the bus tub with the rest of the debris, and a glower.
I’m a little late but here goes. I worked in a Gay Dennys in Arizona and soon after gay marriage became legal, I had the most adorable elderly couple of men, one white, one black. They were seated at the counter and had on these beautiful leis. I asked if I could feel the real flowers and asked what the occasion was.…
Keith Villiardo's story achieves peak Canada.... it takes place at a Tim Horton`s drivethru, involves an eccentric yet harmless customer, and both the server and the customer act amazingly polite all things considered.
People have such bizarre ideas of what they should name the baby. I remember just before George was born someone was insisting to me that if it was a girl she would be called Diana, and if it was a boy he would be called Spencer. Fucking Spencer. Prince Spencer. King Spencer.
MR. PLAY IT SAFE WAS AFRAID TO FLY
This reminds me of a story my abnormal psych professor told in college about a patient, an agoraphobic woman who lived in an apartment and hadn’t left for years. They were very slowly working on helping her, getting her first to stand in her doorway, then out in the hall, then to the end of the hall, then down the…
This hole thing is terrible.
Faal? Faal? her Last name is Faal. IT'S TOO PERFECT.
I wonder if her first words after the incident were, "Fucking told you so..."