I believe it was a more recent (last 2-3 seasons) episode of either game changer or make some noise, but I don’t remember much else that’s useful. I know it was a woman/femme comedian, and think it was either Vic Michaelis, Izzy Roland, Erika Ishii, or a one-time/infrequent contestant for either of those shows.

I was watching something from dropout tv, and someone at one point was put on the spot, got overwhelmed, and said “nobody observe me,” which has stuck with me. I wish there were some signal you could display in public to not receive attention from people. Nothing will tip me from overstimulated to tears or tears to blubbering faster than people asking me if I’m okay. I totally get that when people see an adult woman on the verge of tears in public, they want to do something about it if they can, but I wish they wouldn’t.

As someone who’s been fat and unfit, thin and fit, and thin but not especially fit, I’m seconding that fitness is the key. Exercise feels better thin than fat, but it’s not nearly as fun when you’re out of shape as when you’re fit.

I don’t have the body type to be fat and fit, though, so no idea about that combo

Even if you hadn’t had insurance and they didn’t take a vacation, but one of them visited you to make sure their kid was treated well, that’s a fucking insane thing to say.

can be broken into two main categories: anxiety that your attempt won’t be successful or confusion about where to start or how to break it down into steps

doesn’t sound like laziness to me

Huh, good to know. I wasn’t planning on sucking my thumb, but there are probably other things to avoid with that in mind. I’ll look into that book.

Out of curiosity, even if you do it for less than an hour a day as an adult? I don’t think it’s a good idea, but I’d be surprised if occasionally doing it after your bones have finished growing would cause huge problems. I don’t know anything about dentistry or anything relevant though, so I could totally be wrong.

I was once called down to the principal’s office and told I would be expelled from my Catholic school because in spite of my catholic upbringing, I was an atheist (in the US, at a time when this was obviously illegal, given that the school accepted non catholic students of other religions). They called my dad and had me wait in the hall outside the principal’s office. For context, my dad’s an agnostic who doesn’t harbor any positive views towards the Catholic Church, but is a huge fan of educators and would always side with the teacher, no matter how unfair they were being.

My dad went straight in without acknowledging me and spoke with them inaudibly for about a minute, before the secretary came out and sent me back to class. I never heard anything about it from the school again and when my dad got home, he just said I didn’t need to worry about it. Decades later, he still won’t tell me exactly what happened, but I honestly think he might have forgotten and doesn’t want to admit it.

But it’s truly worrying how many people are just phoning it in most of the time.

I’m an American living in Germany and married to a German. The first time I brought him to the US, he thought we paid way too much for gas because he forgot it wasn’t by liter.

He’s been driving for over twenty years and he’d never seen as low a price as the ones posted right next to the airport in New York City.

Holy shit, what a “trick”

Ooh, that’s a good one! You should keep an open mind because people will surprise you, but generally people try to coordinate their outward appearance with their character. Again, not always because lots of things can impede that (clothing, health or financial restrictions, for example) and some people intentionally try to appear different from how they are.

Yeah, it’s the same reason my very devout Catholic grandmother didn’t feel guilty about taking medication before mass and still having communion. Reasonable people interpret religious texts reasonably.

I’m a woman who overheats really easily and I work at a bakery (my need for free good coffee overwhelmed my need for temperature stability when choosing a job), so I wear loose dark-colored linen shorts year round. They come to a couple of inches above my knees and I don’t think they could be considered sexy by anyone without a very specific fetish- I feel very much like a mailman wearing them (that’s intentional, I’m generally a pretty modest dresser).

One of our regular customers is an imam, and a lot of my coworkers are nominally Muslim, to the point that they feel weird/guilty when he comes in, but I was raised Catholic, so I don’t mind. He’s a good guy, and we chat sometimes, including about religious guidelines (I’m the kind of asshole who likes to have opinions about things in the Quran without being able to read Arabic, and he takes that about as well as a reform rabbi, plus I am delicate about how I phrase things).

Summer before last, I was in the middle of losing ten kilos because of the heat. I couldn’t keep meals down and basically only wanted to eat cucumbers and watermelon, but I still had to work. I asked him about what would happen to Muslims with my heat tolerance, and he laughed a little and said that it was like asking what happens to diabetics during Ramadan. Obviously there can be medical exceptions to all of the rules and anyone could see from several meters away that I was not handling the heat well.

I’ll grant you, this guy is a liberal imam living in Germany, but it is reasonable that a major world religion not adopt strict environmental regulations that endanger their believers.

We gossip about our coworkers/classmates /people we know in common or talk about shared hobbies and upcoming plans together.

I’m newly a teacher (of adults), and I accept literally any excuse anyone gives me. I suspect that I’ll change that as time goes on, but I don’t even really get excuses.

Whaaaat, bottom middle for me, except he’s got mean eyes. That might be a reflection of his recent circumstances though, I can’t imagine he’s in a great mood.

Also pretty likely if they’re from MENA

Plus, there’s a (kind of) precedent. All you’d have to do is plan it for April fool’s day.

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