It's true, I'm so anti-family that I want people to make a living wage with paid parental leave, have access to affordable housing and childcare, go to doctor without declaring bankruptcy, and eat 3 meals a day that aren't made of garbage. I want kids to go to school and learn actual facts and not have to worry about if this is the day they get shot. Me and my cat-sized dog are so miserable with our choices that we want people to have happy, healthy lives even if we don't personally benefit from most of those policies. Fuck families, amirite?
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The small town a lot of my family lived in has literally nothing to do. Going to Walmart and teen pregnancy were basically the activities of choice. Now meth (and teen pregnancy, tbh) is the activity of choice because people are so fucking bored. You couldn't pay me to live there. Plus, the jobs that are available are almost universally garbage. It's great that you're happy there, but plenty of the people who live in those towns are miserable but don't have the ability to leave for some reason or another.
Everyone I know turned 30 and immediately turned to dust from their advanced age. So sad. Also, really messy.
He also couldn't be bothered to stop the conversation he was having with a staff member (about nothing important) or even glance my way. He engaged with everyone before and after me, so it really stood out, to the point that a couple of people commented on how rude it was. It was kind of crushing - I was like, 20, and had really admired him as a kid, and then I paid what was a ton of money for me at the time and waited for hours for nothing. Now that I'm older and a lot more cynical, I wouldn't pay to meet him in the first place, and I definitely wouldn't be surprised by a politician acting like an ass, but back then I was still young and idealistic and had feelings that could be hurt.
Ugh, Bill Clinton gave me one of the worst handshakes of my life one time. Total limp fish, the kind that makes you feel like maybe you should wash your hand to get rid of the feeling. I feel like I'd pass on him.
Realistically, most DEI initiatives I've seen have been more like, "put a statement acknowledging that women and minorities are less likely to apply for jobs when they don't meet 100% of the requirements and encouraging them to apply anyway, make the work environment not a living nightmare for those candidates/employees, don't throw resumes in the trash because they have a 'black name,' Sharon." If even that much, really. Republicans act like companies are firing all the cishet white dudes instead of just maybe not having a leadership team composed exclusively of those men.
Me too. It's easier to just stay on a schedule rather than ruin Monday (and sometimes Tuesday) by changing when I sleep on the weekends. Plus, my dog is also on a schedule and starts looking for snuggles at about 6.
He was worried one of them would overthrow him. Which they did, so he wasn't wrong, but I'm pretty sure he didn't chew the kids, since he ate a rock in a blanket instead of Zeus/Jupiter. Goya's depiction might've been more successful.
I'm assuming that if the genie is giving you the money, magic will take care of some of those concerns.
I feel like if you go to Death Valley, in July, when we're having record-breaking temps all over the world, and you wear flip flops...look, I'm not saying anyone deserves to lose a foot just because they're making stupid choices, but maybe like, a toe. Because man, that is wildly stupid.
Bad, in my experience. There's not much of it anywhere I've been, so there's not a lot of competition or authenticity. I live in a state with about 10 billion Mexican restaurants, most of which are run by actual Mexicans, though, so my standards might be skewed as far as what a normal amount of Mexican restaurants looks like.
I'm trying to get dressed right now (obviously not very hard) and that's where I'm at. I need to leave for work in like 10 minutes and everything I own is terrible.