It doesn’t necessarily have to be about a trip you took. It could be about anything, even something you feel you were specifically asked about. Do you think the people who ask you about those things really care about the things you care about the same way you do and so they want to hear everything you have to say? Maybe they do, but it’s really very rare for people to care about things the exact way anybody else does.

Just because somebody asked doesn’t mean they care about the thing. A significant majority of the time people ask, and then actually listen, it’s because they care about you, not any particular thing. And those people probably like to be heard just as much.

Do you think everyone you talk to enjoys every aspect of the things you have to talk about? Do you appreciate that they listen?

I feel like if you’re unsure enough to ask the Internet about something like this, the safest bet is to just not do it.

Sounds like you’re gonna do it anyway, tho, so good luck.

Must be nice.

I definitely use more than I need. #Privileged

I look really young. Like I’m 40 but routinely pass for early 20s or even late teens if I do my makeup with that aim.

I get carded buying alcohol a lot. I hated it until I was about 27, and it really started to make me feel great! Especially once my gray hair started growing in (I dye it regularly so nobody really sees them, but I know they’re there). If all you’re trying to do is guess how old I am from how I look, I will love your answer.

But people often judge my experience or expertise as if I am only as old as I look when I am really twice that age. I hate when people assume I’m the office assistant or new hire when I’m the Assistant Director. I had physical therapy for several months due to a chronic shoulder injury, and the old ladies there loved to tell (not ask) me that physical therapy must be so easy for me as if my joints aren’t fucked and my pain and effort aren’t real. Still pisses me off so much.

And don’t get me started on the creepy old guys who see legal jail bait…eugh.

Traffic Jam.

It’s got a bunch of different berries and rhubarb sometimes. Slovacacek’s on I35 outside Waco makes the best.

I’m moving into a retirement community. Get in there early enough and they have to take care of you until you die. But before that point, retirement communities are like dorms without having to worry about grades or getting pregnant. Lotta syphilis, though, I hear.

Donating to just about any charity is a noble cause! I’d also suggest establishing scholarships with educational organizations you like and, depending on the size of your estate, consider endowments that ensure continued support to those organizations.

There’s also an exception if they can’t read the delivery address; they have the authority to open the package to try to determine delivery address. So make sure your label can get a little wet and still be readable.

The Renaissance is not “some homogeneous past”, it’s a pretty specific time period: the 15th and 16th centuries.

Word on the street is that American English is actually closer to the English spoken by the British when they first landed and colonized the Americas. After the war they went back to their lil island and forgot how to pronounce their Rs.

Maybe you just don’t know the definition of “irony”. People use it improperly all the time. I don’t think anything in that song by Alanis Morissette is actually ironic.

Personally, I don’t think there’s ever an excuse for cheating; academically it really only harms the cheater. People in college offered me a lot of money to do their work for them. I never accepted, but I also never tattled on them. Grades honestly, really, don’t matter in the long run.

That’s not irony, it’s karma? Consequences? Definitely not irony, though.

For real; what the hell?

Most of them are IVF/Surrogacy babies, I think.

That’s okay, it’s still sending all your data to Meta, and that’s the important thing.

This is the lord’s work made real right here. Thanking you so much from Texas.

My friend’s husband does this; he runs a plex server for their family, parents/in-laws, and a brother I think. As the nephew got older he started sending in his requests, too. He also set up an email address just for movie requests and wrote a script to crawl the email inbox and automatically download the top search result. It ended up requiring very little input on his end.

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