I love making people read the "Children Are Dicks" story! Because it is so fucking accurate.
So, what is the socially appropriate response when a second cousin calls you "sexy" on your FB wall?
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I love making people read the "Children Are Dicks" story! Because it is so fucking accurate.
So, what is the socially appropriate response when a second cousin calls you "sexy" on your FB wall?
I still don't forgive those kids and adults.
Monsters.
I got to hold a bunny at 5:30 this morning.
Mom's room has sliding doors out to the deck. Mom's cat is indoor/outdoor. Lovey the cat has brings mice in. This morning it was a young rabbit. Maybe teenage bunny
I'm the official Deal-with-the-creatures-brought-in person so I wrangled the bunny outside as gently as I could. It didn't look injured it went outside in a sheltered area. Lovey the cat was kept inside.
I told mom she needs to keep a flashlight by the door and check him before she lets him in. Also if he ever brings in a snake I'm not dealing with it.
So, what is the socially appropriate response when a second cousin calls you "sexy" on your FB wall?
Cringe and ignore it?
Jesus Christ, team member, this is not the time to raise questions about this thing we've been working on for months and months.
And for the three-fer:
Diamond shoes problem. I'm waiting on my car that's being serviced. The waiting room has water, but it's full of cucumbers. Ugh.
It's good working with adults.
Manager: Can you come back to my office?
Co-worker: Do you have candy?
Manager: I *do* have candy!
Co-worker: Oh, boy!
I'm with Dana, that's weird. Pretend it didn't happen? I mean, maybe it's just supposed to be complimentary, like I would say a friend looks sexy even though I have no interest in sexing them?
A fancy colleague said I looked "sophisticated" today, and yet somehow it felt like an insult? Or at least like he was laughing at me. Damn preppies and their invisible rules about when you dress up and when you don't!
Invisible rules are the worst.
I am appalled at the thought of schoolkids being kept inside during an eclipse. Argh. My hairstylist said her MiL is getting a halfday for the eclipse because "people go crazy". What kind of bizarro regression is going on with our so-called civilization?