TattleTeeny

Send me to the Body Farm! I wanna help people to learn the career I wish I'd chosen!

We have a Chinese place that delivers beer. I have ordered food I didn't want just to have beer delivered.

Am I nuts, or does this season feel more...professional? serious? Something--I can't figure out what I mean. Maybe less gimmicky/trashy/dumb/sensationalistic, and more legit-documentary style?

We don't all actually have a WaWa. Where I am is mostly QuickChecks and 7-11s, sometimes next to each other! Though a couple towns from here has the best thing ever: a drive-through convenience store! I love it so much, especially because it looks like it belongs in Mayberry or something. Don't even think I haven't debated driving 20 minutes out of the way to it instead of the two-minutes-away QuickCheck just to avoid getting out of the car and waiting in the cashier line.

Ugh, I was at Petco yesterday (doing my bi-monthly $100 cat food order, yikes). Your post reminded me of a peeve I have. Why do I always have to open the 10-count packages of canned food?! They have them sealed and on the shelf behind the loose cans, but it seems like no one who works there ever swings by to see if all the loose ones need to be replenished. And it's that serious heavy-duty plastic film that you really have to jam your index finger into to open. We pump our fists!

I laughed at the bra. My cat loves to play with a bra (even though he always gets tangled up and trips while running away with it). In fact, I was doing some closet cleaning and gave him an old one for his very own, haha!

ONLY if you manhandle my head into the inescapable lock-'n'-load hugging position! I have no poker face and it becomes obvious in food situations. Like when my BF brought me a veggie wrap the other night and it was smaller than usual--I was all "WTF is this shit now?" And the time I realized that a normal gin & tonic order at a bar does not come in a pint glass, I was practically scandalized!

Oh, maybe I responded with the wrong thing in mind then -- I was thinking more along the lines of the "she wears sexy getups on stage, therefore she must want people to look at her stuff 24/7" thing. Please, don't mind me if that's the case; I didn't mean to incite a big old crotch mess (ahahhaaaaaa, an intention I can honestly say I will never have in any situation. Though I might have crotch on the brain at the moment as I am trying to determine if there's a lady issue on the horizon or if, yet again, I have to find new soaps and lotions because of my ever-changing [never for the better] allergy issues. TMI--sorry! SORRY!). Carry on, with or without unmentionables solidly in place.

Oh my god, where did your Linda Belcher go?!

RIGHT! Then I don't know anymore! I'm gettin' in the pool with the ponies.

We've all addressed this ad nauseam at the time of the episode. But I personally still think PK is responsible for his actions (leering or otherwise) regardless of the skirt--and that Erika seemed to me more annoyed that no one would drop it than she was at the fact that they accidentally saw her business. And some of us do see the parallel in the two scenarios.

Yeah, like ghoulina, I can't equate the two things. If, say, an actress has a shower scene that lots of people saw in a movie, it doesn't make it appropriate for people to leer outside a window while she takes a shower in her personal life.

Ugh, everything seems so forced with her.

I sleep with the TV on and also wake up a lot in the middle of the night. And on one such night, I sat up only to be looking right at Zardoz. I didn't know what the hell was happening, and haven't been the same since.

I'm confused--I feel like that makes the exact opposite point.

And he does it with everything--he acts like he just happened to know the answer about whatever!

Ugh. I understand as well as anyone how boring and/or hectic it can be to be a cashier at a store, and I am very glad it is no longer my job. But does the cashier understand how boring yet hectic it is for me to have to drive all the way back there because she left a security tag on something?!

Did I post in the wrong place, I wonder? I can't even find who talked about the fabulous desk now! Oy, never mind; found it. I am way too excited about an old desk, clearly.

Oh my goodness, if the desk you're talking about is what I picture, allow me to post an anti-peeve! It is my dream to have the space for one of those mid-century mammoths! I love them so much--those and vintage doctor's office cabinets with the glass fronts. Oh, I love them so. Carry on.

My old unfavorites are "feee-ood" and "nee-ew."

This whole scenario is crazy! I can't even get my head around the idea that someone could even think it might be OK at all. My teacher friends do have FB accounts but they almost all use a fake name (even just first and middle, leaving off last--even the college professors!), keep the profile set to private, and don't have students as friends (and some might actually have a separate profile for work/parent-related FB groups). And in the case that they do talk about students, it's something like, "I'm so proud of my class after reading their fabulous essays on [whatever]" or "Those kids wore me out on today's field trip" or even "One of my students made me laugh today by saying [blah-blah-blah]"--keeping it more about a story from their workday than the kids.

I hate the one where the narration says, "He's more hardcore." He's hardcore because he wants his bed to be firm?! If he was so tough and hardcore, he'd leave the bed to his delicate lady and sleeping outside in a military-issue hammock hanging from a tree--in the winter! I know in commercials for drinks like Boost or Pediasure or ice tea or whatever, they want to show the labels and all that, but it annoys me to see someone either drinking from the can/bottle or pouring it into a glass in a completely unnatural hand position (like with the thumb parallel to the container's side as opposed to wrapped around it).

I don't have a strong opinion one way or the other about this outfit, but the leaving your house looking insane part is similar to how I react to some of the Jersey ladies -- and I am from that same area! It's all just so, so much! (And I almost never see anyone here so decked out, I will tell you that. Not that I frequent the places those chicks do...)

As for this dentist stuff, I don't understand the debate (for lack of a better term)--if the dentist has time and so does the patient, why not do it right then? It happens (not to me; I haven't needed a filling since fifth grade). If not, you make an appointment. I really don't think that if a dentist doesn't have 30 patients a day, every day it indicates a crappy practice. But if I have an appointment for a cleaning at 2, and I get held up because the one before me has an unexpected cavity to fill, I'm gonna get pissed--and that is what I's label a crappy practice!

One day, you should look at her with a shell-shocked face, then say "No...after!" Then fall over!