Anonymous wrote:When I moved to America, I started using paper plates and plastic cutlery. This is just not done in Canada, especially Vancouver. I don’t care. I’m so excited to just throw away my plates. I work long hours and this is just really lovely. I love Americans for bringing this lazy habit into my life.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:What societal or social rules are you breaking that make your life better?
1. Not drinking.
2. Not trying to keep up with the Jonses.
3. Holding people's birth inheritance, i.e race, parental religion, gender, diability etc against them.[/quote]
You’re a terrible person.
—person with major congenital deformity & disability
Don't worry, I hold people's poor spelling against them.
Anonymous wrote:I am a terrific home cook and cook many different cuisines. I try and cook from scratch and the taste is amazing.
I love how happy it makes my family, but most importantly, I know I have finite number of meals to make for them and so I want them to have the best food experience at my table.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I starch and iron my clothes.
This is truly horrific. But if it works for you....
Anonymous wrote:When I moved to America, I started using paper plates and plastic cutlery. This is just not done in Canada, especially Vancouver. I don’t care. I’m so excited to just throw away my plates. I work long hours and this is just really lovely. I love Americans for bringing this lazy habit into my life.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:What societal or social rules are you breaking that make your life better?
1. Not drinking.
2. Not trying to keep up with the Jonses.
3. Holding people's birth inheritance, i.e race, parental religion, gender, diability etc against them.[/quote]
You’re a terrible person.
—person with major congenital deformity & disability
Anonymous wrote:DH and I sleep in the same bed but under twin comforters. I haven't had anything other than black coffee for breakfast or lunch in years. The only makeup I wear is lip gloss that costs less than 2 euros. I am going into teaching after years at home not because I have a calling, but because it is the only work I can do competently enough to regain my dignity.
Anonymous wrote:I have an imaginary kid at work. It's been great! I use my niece's photos. My sister knows and thinks it's hilarious.
I got sick of being the childfree employee at my last job and getting crap from coworkers who were parents when I wanted to take time off. And also getting extra work dumped on me when they needed to be off for concerts, award days, mommy & me breakfast, etc.
Trust me, if you're childfree and starting a new job, toss a photo of a kid in your life on your desk. Someone will assume it's your kid so you roll with it.