Would talking help? Feel free to call me at work. I'm always available to you. {{{sj}}}

Thanks. I'll probably call you in a little while.

Oh, dear. In commenting on a news story we read, chatty!co-worker and I inadvertently taught another co-worker what a dominatrix is.

But really -- who makes it to their mid-to-late 40s without knowing what a dominatrix is, even from jokes or movies?

t edit And when I posted this, I forgot what my tagline was. Seriously. I crack myself up.

who makes it to their mid-to-late 40s without knowing what a dominatrix is, even from jokes or movies?

I had to explain Tantra (and Tantric sex, sigh) to my mother. Where did I first learn about Tantra? From a book on our bookshelves at home.

Short version: it's miraculous what a person can ignore.

I spent the summer at home working and saving and then went to grad school in Boston. I didn't know anyone there and only had enough money for a month or so, but I got a job (as a stripper) and everything worked out fine. I also did a lot of traveling during those years and I am so glad I did.

Short version: it's miraculous what a person can ignore.

Manoman. You're not wrong.

I haven't had to deal with smoker's cough yet though, so I'm wondering if that's still to come.

Nicole, last time I quit, I didn't have the cough, but I did have a low-grade sore throat for several weeks. Didn't expect that. Someone said it was from my throat not being anesthetized from smoke anymore. Go, you! Keep up the good work.

Steph, inadvertent learning is better than no learning. Your naive coworker is lucky to have you.

I'm loving everyone's after-college stories.

Not to slam my mother (who's a brilliant woman), but I learnt about Tantric sex when I was 11. The same woman never saw or smelled a joint until university. You get into your little bubble, you reinforce the walls, and you just bob along.

Dominatrices don't exist because people wouldn't want to do that sort of thing.

After college, I did a year of grad school, realized it was a mistake, then went on to law school.

Mixed feelings about my path. I'd like to have spent a year or two doing something completely out of the ordinary. OTOH, my practical side points out that, if I'd graduated any later, I'd have landed right in the middle of the miserable job market of c. 1990.

The same woman never saw or smelled a joint until university.

Me neither. Although in my case it could be because I grew up in a small town. When I was in HS, I knew that certain classmates smoked pot, but I was never around them when I did.

Dominatrices don't exist because people wouldn't want to do that sort of thing.

That's why gay male sex was illegal in Victorian England, but lesbianism wasn't. Queen Victoria was sure no woman would want to do that sort of thing.