What does it take to ruin one’s day? Not much. Think about it. Come up to a coworker and tell her that she looks like she gained weight. Spit out a snide remark about how the food in a wedding you’re attending sucks and make sure either the bride or groom hears it. Tell a [...]
I’ve been working in the office building I’m currently working in for almost three years now, and over that period of time, I have pretty much lifted the entire fog of war in the immediate neighborhood as far as restrooms I can comfortably take a crap in is concerned. So far, I have:
The restroom in [...]
Okay, so I think I might’ve suffered a mild stroke early last week and because I think, that after the terrible bouts of depression and intense episodes of panic attacks I went through almost two years ago, I developed some form of hypochondria or cyberchondria, I’ve been seeing my doctor a lot lately.
When I learned [...]
Lately, I’ve been spending a lot of time in spas, massage parlors and, of course, their sordidly exhibitionist wet areas. I know “sordidly exhibitionist” probably doesn’t make sense to you right now; but it will. Also, fuck you.
Anyway, I realized that there is a rule missing rule from the Rules of Spa Wet Areas etiquette [...]
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