spicytuna62

My dogs sleep at least sixteen hours a day.

Maybe half of one, tops.

I gave 100% for the first maybe hour, then gave up on the rest of my day. So that averages out to like 12.5%.

The way they let their god get away with everything is why they let their politicians get away with everything, and why they will continue to vote them in, despite those politicians' track records of enriching themselves and leaving their constituents out to dry.

She told me she didn't want to hire me but was outvoted. That she really stuck her neck out for me by even letting me come on.

She never trained me to do my job. Just handed me the manuals, told me to read them, then expected near perfection. Never provided any real guidance. Never actually assigned more than a couple tasks to me, then nagged me because I wasn't doing enough. She made me feel singled out. Like nobody else in the office liked me either.

My dog died in March of '19. I barely got any empathy from her. I turned in my two weeks in early May. I was one more write up from being fired anyway. When I handed her my resignation letter, she looked at me and said, "Are you sure?" I meant to say, "Are you fucking really asking me that?" Instead, I just coldly said, "Yes." Turned my back, and walked out of her office. I kept my head down for the next couple weeks, collected my last paycheck, and rapid fired applications for the next few months.

Fuck you Sarah. I hope you lose your car keys just badly enough that your morning takes an extra fifteen minutes every day for the rest of your life.

Look, it's not "all you can eat." It's "all you can eat."

"You" is not the subject noun, it's "all." You refers to the group of people. The buffet is open to the public, and any paying member of the public may eat. Your honor, the phrase has been misinterpreted all along. It was never about allowing any one person to eat until they no longer can, but about allowing any paying customer to eat the food offered at the buffet.

I rest my case.

At what point is a van so big that it's a bus?

Whoa, that's a double nostalgia, all the way. Oh my god, whooo!!

Thank you! :)

My doctor even asked what my secret was. I said I cut down on the boredom eating. Now I just boredom "tend to shit around the house." Seriously, I might clean or cut the lawn wrench on the cars to kill time. It feels good to get moving again.

I have the opposite problem. I think about food nearly all the time. It's what got me up to 295 lbs.

I'm down to 260 today. Still got a long way to go, but I'm getting there. Getting medicated makes me feel so much more in control of my impulses. One of them being the impulse to eat all the time. Now, I don't feel hungry nearly as often, and if I think about food, I consider whether I feel hungry, and if I don't, I don't eat.

"Han! The odds of avoiding bankruptcy are 4:1!"

"Never tell me the o-oh. Actually, that's not bad. Yeah, no, let's keep going."