'The Cautionary Tale of Numero Cinco'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
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.
Me neither.
Yeah, but you're not Jamaican.
if I'd graduated any later, I'd have landed right in the middle of the miserable job market of c. 1990.
That was the job market I graduated into. It sucked. Seemed like every interview started with "We've had hundreds of applicants..."
That was the job market I graduated into.
Me too! But there was lots of temp work to be had and I didn't have any career goals anyway so it wasn't that bad.
There are an amazing number of people to whom the idea of thinking naughty thoughts about two members of the same sex getting it on is just not in them. Even if it's two members of the opposite sex as them.
And then there are the Buffistas...
That was the job market I graduated into.
But you were in IT--admittedly I was in Canada, but I got the first job I applied for and they were desperate for more people. I thought those were the good times (well, not counting the dot com boom which I kinda don't believe in, because how could I have missed out on it so entirely?)