I found college to be better than high school for the fact that I was finally left to be responsible for myself.
My father told me of a letter one of his ancestors received that was tucked in the family Bible. It was written circa 1860 and complains about these very things: children are lazy, have no respect for elders, and what is that noise they call music?! They thought the very fabric of society was being torn apart. I replied to my father, “They ain’t seen nothing yet!” :D
I was in the back office of a service company, where customers came into our showroom to shop. They had to be members to shop, so they checked in with the receptionist upon arrival. There was a VIP checkbox for each member and those that were PITAS got the VIP checkbox checked. Sometimes we even had certain team members who could handle these PITA customers better than others and they’d get a phone call just after the customer checked in. Bless y’all who deal with rude public. I don’t have the thick skin for it.
And anyone who truly was a VIP (our public spokesmodel for example) was all graciousness and kindness.
UGH. I feel ya.
I don’t think many people think diabetics are lucky; but I’m guessing you’ve got good self control. This diabetic doesn’t prefer cake, but it’s hard to resist pie.
Except she lied about going to library to see Nil in the park…
She’s an owl. :D
Same. I might be able to watch at home during the day, when I can see that this isn’t real, but the movies aren’t enjoyable that way either. I still get the creeps from The Exorcist and Amityville 30 years later.
Now to find out what Gunther wants!
This is a problem as old as time – women valuing themselves based on the attention they receive. Her world wouldn’t end if her phone died; she’d find other venues to gain attention. (Not all women do this.)