Software devs are unilaterally awful at ordering food or making lunch decisions, which is why I eat my lunch by myself almost every day like friggin’ episode 7 Luke Skywalker.
*cough* first computer programmers were women, when it became high status men took over the field
I guess it’s too late now to say sorry?
Don’t worry, Rocco, just wait until you’re 24 and you can lie in bed on a Sunday morning, eating three different types of cake for breakfast and resenting the fucked up relationship with food you have as a result of your mother’s crazy diet restrictions. Or something.
Makes more sense than the Plageuius theory
What I can’t figure out is why the handles of women’s razors are scented. Like, do we care?
I don’t know what she calls herself, but the folks at Sea World named her Kalia.
I love his Sith Lord tantrums too. He just comes off as unhinged and petulant, which makes sense of your power comes from negative feelings. You would basically end up being a teenager with a light Saber.
What delights me even more than the reviews saying it’s good are the reviews saying it’s a lot of un. I can overlook a lot if overall it is a good time to watch.
Better yet, why don’t they just pull out of ‘Murica altogether. Boy, that would teach us a lesson for sure.
Since we’re sharing, my worst bra trauma was also in middle school. I got boobs early, and they didn’t gradually happen — I woke up a C-cup and grew to an F. At this point, I’m a D, and I’m in Lane Bryant with my mother and sister, who are not fat enough or well endowed enough to shop there. I choose my bras, try them…
I was that classmate. One day when we were 12 I told my friend it was time for her to start wearing a bra (it really really was, I won’t go into detail but trust me on this one). I offered to take her shopping for one because I knew her mom thought she was too young. It was a very awkward moment but I don’t regret it.
Ugh. I’m cis but I was so not okay with going through puberty when it happened, which was a solid year or two before anyone else I knew. I needed a bra by grade 4 but refused to wear one. When my mom put her foot down about it by grade 6, I started wearing a swimsuit to school under my clothes every day instead.…
I didn’t read your screen name and I thought for a second that yam roll wS a slang for floppy unrestrained Tetons.
As another gal said up the thread, dress professionally and know your shit and you’ll be fine. I also second her advice about knowing when to tap out of toxic bullshit. That’s so key but it’s also hard. It’s never black and white, you know?
Thank you so much for your advice!
And I am sure you will be killing it at the interviews.
Wow, I was on the other side of that equation. Other girls teased me about wearing undershirts in junior high school. I finally got my mom to take me for my AAA cup fitting. Fast forward 45 years, I am incredibly grateful that I only grew to be a small B cup. My boyfriend thinks I am just rationalizing, but I’d like…