What is something that stupidly lives rent-free in your head?

[Anonymous]

When I was pregnant (ten years ago) I had gestational diabetes. My regular OB was great but I went to an endocrinologist who seemed very judgmental and cold. She had me track my diet. I was eating SO perfectly on the GD diet but had ate 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers one day. This was as indulgent as I got. This lady lectured me on how I shouldn't eat the 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers. She also clearly thought I'd never be able to control my GD by diet alone but I did, perfectly.

I still get annoyed thinking about her ten years later.

[Anonymous]

My tumor

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One of my kids had a terrible K teacher. It’s 13 years later and I still run over the conversations I had with her in my head when I can’t sleep at 3am (aka…now).

[Anonymous]

Trump.

Really don’t care to allow his existence live rent-free in my head anymore. So I don’t.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:Trump.

Really don’t care to allow his existence live rent-free in my head anymore. So I don’t.

+1.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When I was pregnant (ten years ago) I had gestational diabetes. My regular OB was great but I went to an endocrinologist who seemed very judgmental and cold. She had me track my diet. I was eating SO perfectly on the GD diet but had ate 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers one day. This was as indulgent as I got. This lady lectured me on how I shouldn't eat the 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers. She also clearly thought I'd never be able to control my GD by diet alone but I did, perfectly.

I still get annoyed thinking about her ten years later.

She sounds terrible. There are some truly terrible doctors out there. I hope you can let it go. I'm sure karma (or, you know, lack of any professional capacity) has nabbed her by now.

Picture her today. Lost all her patients during covid. Everyone spread the news about her and she has no referrals. Your great, regular OB has received feedback and no longer refers. She tried to move to topeka but news travels and they said "sorry, we have no positions for you." She has foreclosed on her mortgage, lives in a cheap basement apartment and eats frosting... tubs of frosting... as comfort food.

[Anonymous]

Steve’s lava chicken song

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Anonymous wrote:Steve’s lava chicken song

i am afraid to ask

[Anonymous]

A house down the street from us changed owners and the new owners replaced the fairly new fence that was well suited to the style of the house with an uglier one that doesn’t match at all. It annoys me every time I look at it.

[Anonymous]

That I have colleagues that voted for Trump.
We're teachers. I can barely face them.

[Anonymous]

I had a case as a newbie prosecutor where I was prosecuting a domestic abuser and the defense counsel lied to the court, a newbie non-lawyer misdemeanor courts judge, who lapped up his lies like pablum (because she had long been enamored of him as a clerk of the higher court in that little jurisdiction) and issued a directed acquittal before my case went to the jury. She later in a roundabout way 'apologized' thus half ass acknowledging her error, but it still eats at me more than a decade later because I'd put on a great case, it was pretty obvious the jury was with the state, and it ended up with me questioning whether I wanted to continue in the practice of law and I still get very upset thinking of the victim who didn't get the justice she deserved.

Biggest gut punch in my journey as a lawyer was finding out how utterly crappy so many judges sitting on the bench in rural America are. I happened to have a penchant for rural life, but the justice system is pretty awful in a lot of small towns and medium cities depending on the state/commonwealth one resides in. So disillusioning.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:When I was pregnant (ten years ago) I had gestational diabetes. My regular OB was great but I went to an endocrinologist who seemed very judgmental and cold. She had me track my diet. I was eating SO perfectly on the GD diet but had ate 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers one day. This was as indulgent as I got. This lady lectured me on how I shouldn't eat the 1/2 of a sheet of graham crackers. She also clearly thought I'd never be able to control my GD by diet alone but I did, perfectly.

I still get annoyed thinking about her ten years later.

My OB told me that I would definitely have diabetes by the time I was 50, and also thought she knew the magical weight over which I would become diabetic. I'm not 50 yet so no guarantees, but I'm 20 lbs under her "this is your diabetes weight" weight and weigh less than I did before my pregnancies.

Some doctors are insane.

[Anonymous]

Keeping with the doctors theme:

I had some abdominal pain a few years ago, called my pcp provider, and they said "You need to go to the ER for that." So I did. ER doc talked to me like I was an idiot and told me to go home and take antacids. I questioned him and pointed to the weird location of my pain and said "What is under there?" and he said "Your appendix." I said "Shouldn't we at least look at it?" and he responded with "That takes hours." I insisted on it.

It was appendicitis and I needed it out right away. You know what else? The pain was so bad because I was also having a terrible gall bladder attack -- and that needed to come out as well.

Idiot.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:That I have colleagues that voted for Trump.
We're teachers. I can barely face them.

Not surprising at all.

We took a cruise out of Baltimore a couple of years ago (0/10 do not recommend) and at our table in the main dining room was a couple who were both FFX county teachers. They immediately launched into talking about their jobs including some transphobic nonsense about how "we can't call the girls girls anymore" or something. We ate in the specialty restaurants or at the buffet for the rest of the cruise.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I had a case as a newbie prosecutor where I was prosecuting a domestic abuser and the defense counsel lied to the court, a newbie non-lawyer misdemeanor courts judge, who lapped up his lies like pablum (because she had long been enamored of him as a clerk of the higher court in that little jurisdiction) and issued a directed acquittal before my case went to the jury. She later in a roundabout way 'apologized' thus half ass acknowledging her error, but it still eats at me more than a decade later because I'd put on a great case, it was pretty obvious the jury was with the state, and it ended up with me questioning whether I wanted to continue in the practice of law and I still get very upset thinking of the victim who didn't get the justice she deserved.

Biggest gut punch in my journey as a lawyer was finding out how utterly crappy so many judges sitting on the bench in rural America are. I happened to have a penchant for rural life, but the justice system is pretty awful in a lot of small towns and medium cities depending on the state/commonwealth one resides in. So disillusioning.

The only time I've ever cried at work was in a bathroom at lunch when I was at trial and opposing counsel had been allowing his client to perjure the hell out of himself to cover up what he'd done. I was enraged. Rage tears in the bathroom when I got a moment to myself. I'm pretty sure the judge knew the guy was lying through his teeth, and then he ruled in their favor based on the guy's testimony anyway. Very frustrating. FWIW, this was "rural America" -- or "medium city" at least -- as well. Fed judge though; you'd expect better ... but then ... you'd be disappointed.