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And PETA is an anagram for TAPE. So why don’t they tape their mouths shut and shut the god damn hell up
Virus' aint alive
That image is from The Onion...
It’s not true, but it is very believable.
https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.theonion.com/peta-quietly-testing-coronavirus-is-a-living-thing-ad-1841885393/amp
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Show some respect, people.
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The story of Balto is interesting. He led a team of sled dogs across the Alaskan wilderness in the dead of winter with diphtheria antitoxins to stop an outbreak in Nenana Alaska. Diphtheria is a deadly infectious disease that could wipe out a third of a town’s population. It is mostly unknown to the public today because of vaccines. Balto’s body is preserved in the Cleveland Museum of Natural History.
He’s a big hero of mine!
Let’s not forget Togo! Who, at 12 years old during the serum run, lead his team 200 miles through much more dangerous conditions during the first leg of the journey before Balto ran the last 55-mile stretch.
Togo and Balto didn’t bust their asses for dying children for you to turn around and not vaccinate your damn kids
Damn straight
good morning everyone . i am screaming
RIGHT??? HOW THE FUCK DOES THAT HAPPEN??????
Or when I’m holding a drink
Or you’re trying to rush to the bathroom.
Bad shit is going on!
So step-dad was rushed to the hospital 2 nights ago because he collapsed in pain. Dude doesn’t faint for silly reasons, so it had to be taken seriously.
He’s been staying with his son for a time because the commute to work is shorter, so he is over 3 hours away to start with. We can’t go see him, we have no transportation.
1 ½ months ago he was in the emergency room where he found out he had 5 kidney stones. The intern seeing him told him he was ‘basically fine’ and just had to drink a lot of cranberry juice and his body would do the rest. He also made a comment about step-dad’s weight being the only issue.
Step-dad was released not even a day later.
So he went back 2 nights ago and had to get a full-body x-ray done among other things.
It isn’t 5 kidney stones, it’s one massive one nearly the size of his kidney. The body isn’t capable of breaking it up.
He has a kidney infection that is septic. He’s had all the symptoms off an on since the last hospital visit but they only slammed him all at once 2 days ago when he was too sick to go to work and then passed out.
They cannot remove the stone until the infection is gone. He might just have to get the kidney out entirely.
There are other complications found that are very old and were apparently ignored by the intern who saw step-dad last time. They were too obvious to have been missed by any proper testing. Meaning he either ignored what he saw and lied, or he didn’t actually do the tests he should have.
The cholesterol is over 1400, though it was more than that the last time he was at the hospital, so it did get better in a sense.
The doctor in charge is scared of the lawsuit that he says can happen because of this and the intern in question is apparently in a shitload of trouble.
If anyone wonders why I don’t trust doctors or nurses or people in the medical field, perfect example here. So many greedy and nasty people turn to those types of professions not because they want to help others, but because they want money and know medical bills are the easiest way to get paid.
He’s had a 104 fever they haven’t been able to get down. In 2 days.
He’s been given antibiotics in those fucking bags and they’re not really seeing much improvement.
He’s in too much pain to sleep and the meds cause migraines.
He’s on watch and isn’t allowed to leave the bed for any reason or use items basically because he has a long history of epileptic issues. God forbid he has another stroke or a seizure at the hospital.
He will be going into surgery for the kidney stone.
He’s still in the emergency room btw. CMC is the worst hospital in Scranton when it comes to the ER.
I fear the bill.
Okay, so, this is utterly horrible and the intern that saw your doctor better be put under review. As well as the doctor supervising them.
I really wish the best for your step-dad and hope he makes a speedy recovery.
As for your comments about nurses and other medical professionals joining the career just for the money...
Well, I can’t speak for doctors, but I can for nurses. Don’t blame them, burnout is incredibly high. Hospitals tend to have dangerously high patient to nurse ratios. My husband often has ten patients a night, on a 12+ hour shift, with 2-5 of those patients having pre-exisiting conditions before whatever occured that put them in the hospital.
This is a man that served in the military, including time in Iraq. Speaks two languages fluently, has degrees in Engineering and Nursing, is certified as a nurse in two nations, and yet is overcome by anxiety for the first time in his life because of the working conditions for nurses.
He had a literal anxiety attack tonight because he has to go back to work tomorrow after three weeks off. (That’s only 9 days off work due to the 12+ hour days).
Why?
Because he’s worried he’ll be tired or overworked and make a mistake that gets someone killed.
He already almost never has time to eat anything but a granola bar or a banana while he inputs data on patients.
When he’s off work he has trouble relaxing because the hospital calls him almost every day asking if he can work an extra 12+ hour shift because they refuse to hire another nurse. They even called him during his vacation.
And this is in a hospital with a union.
Blame the system.
Not the people trying to make a living and help people survive.
But I really hope your step-dad recovers. My own mother had part of her thyroid sewn into her suture after a plate was put in her neck. Surgeon was over-booked and left the room. Leaving the intern to sew her up.
Blame the system.
It’s broken.
...I flip my phone over because that’s the fastest way to silence it.
Are... are the straights okay?
... I flip my phone over so it lies flat and the notification light doesn't distract me. The fuck?
I flip my phone over to indicate that Phone Time Is Over and I Am Focused On You lmfao ARE the straights okay???
or maybe a person flips their phone over because thEIR ENTITLED TO THEIR PRIVACY
i flip my phone over because i have a pop socket for fidgeting with
I flip my phone over because if I don’t I lose the bloody thing. Black screen + black phone + dark furniture = bad idea. Hence why my case is bright red.
fake relationship but its a king and his concubine that was once an amazing soldier but he couldn’t go up the ranks for whatever reason so the king was like listen. hear me out. you can be my strategy dude. u just gotta be okay w walking around shirtless a lot. and soldier dude is like man that’s an UPSIDE and yknow they end up falling in love
some idiot advisor: I can’t believe his majesty lets his boytoy attend these council meetings, it’s an insult to the noble institutions that uphold our nation, it’s an outrage—
a somewhat smarter advisor: you’re just mad bc he pointed out how dumb your naval attack strategy and no one laughed when you made a mean joke about him
Boytoy has gone from a top fighter who was well respected but in constant danger to wearing silks and eating grapes on daises. That fucked up rotator cuff was the best thing to ever happen to him
Bonus points: at least half the other concubines are experts in assorted fields, the monarch brings them to relevant meetings to both play up a reputation for frivolity, and make sure at least one person there doesn’t have an outside agenda.
my harem?
did you mean: my chief strategic advisors
The kingdom is an absolute monarchy but the harem has become a secret meritocracy. The nobles and official advisors kind of side-eye His Majesty because wow some of these consorts must have like…really good personalities. Kings of the past have had their own specific tastes of course; size, shape, age, color, et cetera. More than one ruler has interviewed consorts feet first and Ardwin the Adventurous’s obsession - God rest him - with snuffling armpits like a sow rooting for mushrooms is well known despite never being alluded to in polite company.
The worst part of it is that the new king takes at least part of his harem with him everywhere and it’s so embarrassing. The Counselors of War have never once met with His Divine Majesty without that hulking battle-scarred consort interrupting with muttered growls or scornful snorts. And the Ministers of Finance all flinch at the sight of that fox-faced one, rumored to have been rescued from the gallows because His Augustness took a fancy to his eyes or some such nonsense. General petition days are even worse, with practically the entire harem drifting in and out of the Grand Hall in turns, insouciant and smug like granary cats who know they’ve been given full run of the courtyards and barns.
It’s absolutely infuriating that the kingdom has never before known such a period of peace and prosperity under this ridiculous monarch.
Okay, I haven’t been on tumblr in forever, since they outlawed basically my entire career. But SO MANY PEOPLE have linked me this going “Tavamara!!! It’s Tavamara!!” that I feel compelled to link the stories for interested peeps.
The King’s Harem (where one of his concubines is indeed an enemy general).
Sandstorm
The Harem Master
There’s also a free story, if you want to start with that. Chronologically, it’s set well after the King’s Harem (and focuses on the concubine of one of his sons) but it stands on it’s own.
I was reading this post, thinking I need to reccomend Megan Derr’s books, because the concubines are more than just concubines. And then I see that she found it and is promoting herself.
Seriously though, those books are amazing. Hell, everything she writes is amazing. Characters, plot, world building, friendships, romance. It’s all pure gold.
walmart should pay for their employees work clothes or it should perish in a large fire with every walton. im not that picky.
not to call u a shill or anything but i had to buy khakis and polos and new shoes.
walmarts all got different codes. they provided me the vest but they took the cost out of my paycheck and i still had to buy ugly ass clothes to work there.
they got away with it cause theyre like:
~what??? everyone doesnt have hideous khakis and hideous polos??!!~
if theres a dress code they should provide the clothes or be charred in a back alley, again, im not picky.
and tbh my preference is to watch the waltons burn. so they can do the math.
furthermore work breaks down clothes so walmart should provide work clothes anyway. why should my personal clothes go to ruin at walmart? (or we can just throw every walton in a volcano it isnt that big of a deal to me. both are good)
Did you know, outside of customer service jobs, several others require you to buy your own uniforms?
Nurses have to purchase their own scrubs. Even though the color is set by the hospital. They don’t get reimbursed, nor can they claim the purchase as a deductible for taxes.
And you can’t even pretend that scrubs are everyday clothes.
Much worse than when I worked at Publix (a grocery store) in uni. At least there we only had to buy pants.
In Korea the hospitals provided scrubs, changing rooms, and lockers. Even washing, so the scrubs never leave the hospital and risk getting someone sick.
Gotta love America -_-
the fact that community colleges are seen as less valid and for “stupid” people is a result of classism and in this essay I will-
ppl in the tags saying that it’s “genuinely a lesser tier of education because people go there for trades and nursing and thats about it” are just proving that its classism. bc a) no thats absolutely not correct. a good chunk of people that go to community colleges do so to knock out their gen eds at a lower price than they’d be if they went to a four year, then transfer to a four year. and more importantly b) trade professions are not lesser than other professions that take higher degrees. people who go into things that take associates degrees are not “stupid”.
if you think ppl who are too poor to attend a four year university for all four years, or that ppl who are too poor to/don’t want to get their bachelor’s/master’s/doctorate are “stupid” then i have news for you:
thats classism, babe
Also, anyone that says nursing is ‘lower profession’ doesn’t understand the overworked hell they go through on every twelve hour shift they do. Shifts where their number one goal is keeping people alive and helping them get healthy again. My husband is a nurse and pulls 12-14 hour shifts three times a week, often right in a row. With commute, shower, and eating this leaves him about 6-7 hours of sleep a night (day, really, as he works night shift). Not to mention he’s been bitten and scratched by confused patients before.
And that’s AFTER you get the degree. Or the NCLEX (exam to be certified) that has to be taken and passed.
Nursing is a hell of a hard profession and degree to study for. And I sure as hell hope you treat your nurse as a professional and not a slave, like many patients do.
Okay, rant over.
Every day I grow closer to yeeting my facebook into the sun, and every day I am reminded not to because US immigration uses facebook to verify identities and relationship statuses when looking into your visa and boy howdy these sure are the times we live in.
Wait seriously? What do they do for people who don’t have FB or don’t use theirs? This is… insane.
I don’t know, but I remember our lawyer telling us it’s considered suspicious if someone doesn’t have social media accounts in this day and age so rip I guess.
I know they checked mine an ETD’s accounts to see if we were listed as “married” to each other when we were filing for my initial visa. We had to sign a bunch of stuff that was like “yes we give the gov the right to investigate us blah blah blah” and that background check now includes social media.
How is that even valid? I’ve known people to change their marriage status on Facebook for laughs. Also, pretty sure most governments issue marriage certificates, which seems an altogether more accurate way to determine someone’s marital status. The US is weird.
Eh, it’s more to like… authenticate your claims that you’re in a long lasting relationship* and it’s not a green card marriage. Cause yea, you can go to a court house and get marriage cert, but you might still just be doing it to get into the US with it’s complete lack of free health care and social security nets for vulnerable people…
(*This of course applies to spousal visas, I can’t talk about others cause I’ve never had to apply for them.)
When we applied for my husband’s green card (from South Korea) we included prints of old FB postings from the past five years. Either pictures of us or one of us mentioning the other. We also had the proof of my getting a F visa (green card basically) in Korea.
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Is there one for Seoul or another Korean city? I don’t think I saw a single subway station there without elevators all the way from the street to the subway platform.
Barnes and Nobles is gonna start serving food and alcohol.
Everybody’s cracking jokes about how it’s a desperate attempt to stay relevant in the age of Amazon.
But you know what? Props to them. This is exactly what Blockbuster didn’t do. At no point was Blockbuster like “Hey, movie rentals aren’t the lucrative enterprise they once were. Perhaps it’s time we become known for our cheesy garlic bread.”
Okay but…if someone wants to take me on a date to a Barnes and noble and get me dinner and a drink and then let me peruse the stacks like I’m not saying no. A sandwich, a beer, and 2-5 books on various topics I hope I’ll someday read about? Good night.
The Swedish equivalent of Blockbuster is now best known for its candy, snacks and sodas.
This is El Ateneo Grand Splendid, an old theatre turned bookstore in Buenos Aires:
The stage itself was turned into a cafe:
You can’t even begin to comprehend the massive amounts of money this place makes, despite the fact that they turned the theatre boxes into reading nooks like this:
I’ve literally spent days holed up in there reading books for free while also consuming massive amounts of coffee and pastries.
Adapt or die, people.
Take me to Buenos freaking Aires… Leave me in this bookshop… Never look for me, you will not find me again.
Soo in love!! 😍😍
OMG! This is what heaven looks like. I’m moving in. 😍
The Barnes and Noble with food and drink is actually really awesome. There’s one near me and it has quiet outside seating with firepits and comfortable seats. It’s a great way to spend an evening.
I know this has been going around the internet for a long time and everyone has probably seen it, but I don't care. It still holds true and I will stand by it forever.
As an aside, my grandfather, part of the ‘Silent Generation’ and in his 80s has no problems with any of this. If he can do it, so can those younger than him (the entire ‘Baby Boomer’ generation...). Only time he needs help is with setting up his iphone, but most of that is just eyesight until we make the font large enough for him.
DIVORCE HIM
Our society has a number of loveable buffoons who fool around and are excused from acting like prats because they’re funny. They might be rubbish at most things but as long as their banter is flowing, we put up with it.
These types are almost exclusively men. You don’t get hilarious, idiotic women being lorded as icons of our culture. Diane Abbott is dismissed as a cretin while Boris Johnson is a joker.
Which begs the question: is conscious male incompetence a form of misogyny?
If you labour the point that you can’t cook, then chances are that you won’t be made to cook. If you make a hash out of doing the laundry or hoovering, you’re forcing someone else to take over.
Few have the patience to watch someone do a job badly over and over again and so often, they’ll just take it upon themselves to do your chores as well as their own. Emotional labour is doubled when you’ve got an incompetent clown on your hands.
I was recently listening Semi Circles, a BBC radio comedy starring Paula Wilcox, first broadcast in 1989.
It’s about a housewife who recently wakes up to the fact that she’s spent the past eight years being a slave to her kids and nice-but-emotionally-dim husband.
Part of this awakening is the realisation that she does all the housework because her husband is crap at it. Left alone, he makes inedible food. He lets the kids stay up well beyond their bedtime. He leaves the house a tip.
He doesn’t even try to do a good job because he fears that if he’s too good at these jobs, his wife will make him do more of them.
https://metro.co.uk/2017/11/01/male-incompetence-is-a-subtle-form-of-misogyny-7046248/
Put these garbage men in the garbage where they belong.
I went and checked the original source and it’s worse. While most of the comments get the problem (the lying, not the eggs) some of them just cannot see that this shit is actually a big honking warning sign for bigger shit. A loving person is not capable of doing this.
He literally puts his mere convenience over her actual well being. This guy thought up and executed a plan where she has to do *all* the work (because of course it wasn’t just this one specific thing) while he watches her tire herself out from the sidelines. Imagine this going on for *years*. …now imagine this with kids. You think this guy cares if she gets off during sex? Would he take care of her if she were to get sick? Would he ever lift a finger if he could get away not doing it?
She can’t trust a word he says and he doesn’t give a shit about her needs. It’s not about the *eggs*.
Sorry to reblog from you, stranger, but this commentary is all very good. I especially appreciate the emphasized statement that “a loving person is not capable of doing this.” That line is going to rattle around my brain for ages — the words feel good in my mouth. How you’ve said it is just so right.
I want to add some of OP’s further comments on the thread she made:
“To be fair, I have pretty high standards for cleanliness and his idea of clean vastly differs from mine and honestly, that’s okay! But now I’m starting to seriously wonder if he sabotaged cleaning, too, just to get me to do it. Dishes, for instance. He will wash half and leave a nasty sink full of the rest, claiming he’ll do them later. This drives me nuts, so I just do them. Often he will leave crusted on shit on then, too, so okay, I’ll just do them, right? Now because of the egg business, I’m seeing it as malicious.”
→ The husband is lazy. He seemingly commits to housework, only to bail partway through, and doesn’t even put in the effort required to do the job right in the first place.
“Yes, he sucks at dishes and laundry to the point he is banned from doing them. He will leave clothes in the washer overnight and doesnt separate anything to the point I’ve had many white clothes ruined. My favorite white brassiere is now pink due to his bullshit.”
→ The husband is inconsiderate of his wife’s property, even that which is well-loved. Could his repeated failure to learn how to do this task have been a ruse? Did he anticipate his banishment from laundry duty? OP now has to genuinely wonder about this.
“I’m starting to think he does things wrong on purpose now just to get me to do it. Another example! My car. For a while my driver side door wouldn’t open from the outside, so I had to crawl through the passenger side. He ordered a handle and kept putting it off for WEEKS. Finally, he says his hands are too big to do it, so I had to do it.”
→ The husband makes excuses for himself that cast him as an unwitting victim to fate, with the implication that he would totally do [action], if only he could. He distances himself from any possibility of blame.
Obviously, anonymous forum posts are taken with a grain of salt — we, as readers, will never know for sure if OP is real. That’s not a concern for me, though. Like I don’t care. The fact is that if one assumes this is all true, it is very obvious that the poster’s husband is a perfect example of maliciously feigned incompetence. He’s manipulative and lazy to the point of cruelty, expecting his wife to work while he fails to lift a single functioning finger. The statement that “he likes her eggs better” isn’t cute like some have stated in the replies to this post; it’s just another excuse that walls him off from criticism, a bullshit reason he pulled out of his ass to make her feel guilty and unreasonable for being upset.
The absurdity of the situation when taken at face value — lying about eggs, getting mad about making eggs, even just the reality of deviled eggs (an inherently silly prep style) being someone’s favorite food — extends an air of the absurd to the wife’s concerns, and to others’ warnings. I have noticed several comments to the tune of, “These people are all mad about eggs? What a joke! How oversensitive. That’s just how men are; this is just what marriage looks like.”
It’s fucked up, is what it is.
…deviled egg lady, if you’re truly out there somewhere, I hope you told your husband to make his own goddamn eggs from now on. It’s literally the least he can do.
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“It’s literally the least he can do.”
we all just witnessed a fucking murder and it was beautiful.
Real talk time, folks:
If your partner (I am deliberately not using gendered words here), frequently and unashamedly feigns ignorance or incompetence to get out of tasks that affect both of you, warn the asshole once, warn them twice, and then dump the lazy freeloader.
Even someone who is legitimately bad at something can become moderately good at it, if they put some effort in, especially if it is important daily life tasks like cooking, cleaning and laundry.
For example: say your partner can’t cook. Not even something simple like pasta with tomato sauce. They never remember how much salt and pepper to put in that tomato sauce and they always forget that they have the pasta on the stove and then the entire thing burns. Well guess what? That’s what we invented cook books and recipes and egg timers for. Write that shit down (which ingredients, how much, how long, which temperature, etc.), then show them how it is done, and show them how to set the timer on their fucking phone, because I guaran-goddamn-tee you that every modern phone comes with a timer function. Show them how to do it once. Show them how to do it twice. If they still fuck it up the third time, you either have someone on your hands who cannot read (in which case, wow, great trust they have in you, their partner, that they don’t even tell you about that) or who just can’t be bothered to follow step by step instructions that were neatly laid out for them.
Your time is too precious to waste it on constantly babysitting your partner. A relationship should never be unilateral. It’s a team effort. And within a team, everyone has to pull their weight. If they can’t work with you, they are working against you.
Like, I know how to do laundry, I know about separating things out, how different settings should be used etc. but I dump my load into the washer and ignore all that.
But it’s my clothes. And only my clothes. I don’t care if the colors run.
I would NEVER do that to my partner’s clothes. I don’t do that for my father’s clothes when I do his laundry (which is uncommon he usually does his own).
Weaponized ignorance/the bumbling man trope needs to fucking die. This shit is EASY. They just don’t want to do the work so they dump the effort onto their partners. It’s horrid.
One of my psychology professors actually talked about this in the context of her own husband and how she dealt with it, which was namely: don’t let your partner get away with not doing basic housework just because they’re “bad” at it. All you’re doing is teaching them that incompetence (genuine or not) is rewarded, and reinforcing that behaviour.
When she saw that he (genuinely or not) had no idea how to properly wash dishes, she showed him how to do it, then she stood beside him and talked him through doing it, then she watched him do it on his own.
When he fucked up the dishes again while unsupervised, she went through the whole process again - “here I’ll show you, now you do it while I watch”
She never got mad at him, or yelled, or did anything where she could be accused of overreacting or being dramatic, just acted every time like she was teaching a child how to do these things for the first time. And after two or three rounds of this, he would start doing chores properly while unsupervised, either because (a) he now actually knew how to do them properly, or (b) (more likely) he’d realized that feigning incompetence would not get him out of housework, and he’d have to go through the humiliating experience of being taught how to do it again every time he fucked it up. And eventually he stopped the “feigning incompetence” thing altogether and started asking for help if he couldn’t do something instead of just not doing it.
(of course, I completely understand if someone doesn’t want to go through this process and just dumps their partner’s ass for being an asshole, and it’s not always going to work if they’re determined/malicious about it rather than just doing what they’ve always done, but this is one way to deal with it)
As a note! All of this is for when people are deliberately trying to get out of work. People who are forgetful can and do make conscious efforts (I would know, I’m super forgerful). However this stuff has nothing to do with people who are actually physically unable to do things so please don’t look at people with disabilities and think they’re being lazy, especially if they are trying. Being physically incapable is very different from being lazy and inconsiderate.
That aside, this post is so accurate and you need to know that it’s not just partners of a romantic or queerplatonic relationships who do this. If your friends also can never put in the effort they’re not your friends. Don’t see these actions and give anyone slack. No one should have to suffer other people feigning incompetence to get out of work.
Reading a Twitter thread of men jokingly but sincerely and openly admitting to using exactly this tactic–and women sighing and saying “my husband does this too” with just resigned acceptance–was the final nail in the coffin of my decision to never date a man again. I cannot with this shit.
god, this brings back some shit.
So a few months ago, I was talking to some dog trainers. They were all women. This isn’t really unusual; the fact is, the animal care industry is almost entirely female, so it’s pretty common for me to be the sole man in any given conversation. At some point, the topic turned to housetraining puppies. I don’t remember the entirity of the convo, but it was something like this. I’ve changed names, obv.
Tracy: If only men were so easy to housetrain!
Karen: Ha, if only. I’m getting so tired of cleaning up after my fiance.
Anne: Wait, what
Me: Yeah, I’m confused.
Tracy: No offense, but men are just… really bad at aiming at the toilet.
Anne: Are you saying that they’re literally PEEING OUTSIDE the toilet.
Karen: Well, they can’t help it. It’s just splashes.
Me: Are you saying you have to clean up your husband’s pee.
Tracy: I mean, it’s part of the deal, isn’t it? With a dick and all? He just splashes some out, it’s no big deal.
Me: Thi… this isn’t a thing that happens. It really isn’t. I can’t stress how much that this is NOT NORMAL. He should be able to clean his own mess. He can hold a mop, right?
Tracy: He really isn’t. He always makes a bigger mess whenever he tries.
Karen: [nods in agreement] It’s sad, really. They’re like 30 and 40 and still don’t know how to mop.
Me: Do… do you realize he’s doing that on purpose? He has no reason to grow if you keep doing it FOR him. He’s literally doing this ON PURPOSE. To get you to clean for him. He’s a grown ass man. He can clean his own pee.
Karen: Hey, it could be worse. The other day my fiance walked in on me while I was on the toilet. He thought it was the laundry room.
Me: … didn’t you move into that house three years ago.
Karen: Yeah.
Me: And, in three years, he had NEVER done laundry. In three years. He’s so unused to the layout of his own home, that he doesn’t know where the laundry room is.
Karen: I mean. He works away from home a lot so.
Me: Three years, Karen. That’s a long time.
Just… this is fucking ridiculous.
There is a lot of important information in this post.
You are not your partner’s parent, they should know how to clean up after themselves, and if they don’t, they should be able to learn how.
-FemaleWarrior, She/They
My father does this. We have several laundry baskets so we can sort the dirty clother right away and just wash a load without having to sort a pile of dirty clothes.
My father just tossed dirty clothes on the floor his room. I managed, after months of constant nagging, to make him put his things in the laundry baskets.
He started throwing his clothes into a random basket. So I had to go through everything before washing every load, completely defeating the purpouse of us buying multiple laundry baskets and making my job much harder.
So my sister and I made a guide. We made a page long detailed guide on which clothes belong where. Since his argument was ‘I don’t know what belongs where.’ Because I’m a college student and only come home for the weekend and my sister is 17 and not my father’s maid and also we were both so. fckng. done.
The guide had 0 effect.
The current situation is that he just tosses his clothes on the floor in front of the landry baskets. Not ideal, but at least he’s not making my job more difficult.
We’ve had many arguments about this. His argument was ‘it’s too difficult/hard/complicated.’ I said ‘you have a written guide RIGHT THERE.’ He said ‘but I still don’t get it.’ I said ‘you’re an engineer. You can figure this out. Your daughters figured this one out by themselves when we were teens. It’s really not rocket science.’ I got screamed at for being disrespectful and rude.
….anyway…
If he claims chores are ‘too dificult and he’s bad at them’….a chuld can do it. I started washing dishes when I was 5.
So what they’re really saying is that a five year old is smarter and more capable than them.
And are you sure you want to have a 5yo child as a life partner?
I just, well, don’t get this. I really don’t. My grandfather, born in the late 30s, spent 27 years in the Air Force, first enlisted and then an officer. While my grandparents had a very traditional set of household chores (she cooked, cleaned, did laundry, he fixed anything that broke and kept the outside immaculate, he worked full time and she was a housewife) BUT as soon as he retired (and I got to know him) he took on more around the house. She cooked, he did all the dishes. He did 90% of the grocery shopping (she only did it for special eventa or holidays as it would help her plan the menu). He kept all the floors clean. I remember him clearly telling me that it was his job to do more now that he wasn’t working full time. Now that my grandmother has passed he does all his own laundry, cooking, and for health reasons (he’s in his 80s) he hires someone to come clean.
Then there’s my dad. My entire life he has done more around the house than my mother ever did. In fact, he taught me how to keep house. And the food he makes is soooo good! Especially his deviled eggs.
Then there’s my husband. He’s not even American. He’s Korean. BUT we’ve always had equal shares of chores in the house. He washes the laundry, I fold and put it away. He does the trash and recycling, I do the cleaning. We both do cooking and dishes. He does most of the grocery shopping. I’ve never had to ‘teach’ him a thing. He lived on his own for years and knows how to take care of himself and his space. The very idea that he doesn’t is absurd.
So, to take away from this - if anyone, who is sound of mind and body, tries to tell you or otherwise convince you they can’t take care of themself, well, they’re full of BS. They just don’t want to. The three most important men in my life, across three generations, can do it. So can any other man.
We need to better educate kids on the importance of animals that are typically hated because otherwise you end up with adults who think hating wasps is a personality.
Trufax: hatred of wasps is so widespread that it’s prevalent among biologists as well. An entire field full of people getting excited about species that nobody else has heard of, and many have collectively decided that wasps don’t need to be researched, even though they’re threatened by the same things that are threatening bees, and disappearance of wasps will spell bad things for the number of pests found in gardens and farms.
I have a friend wasp named Queeny. She built her nest on a really inconvenient area where I often dump my birds’ uneaten seed or shake towels out. She would come out angrily and buzz at us, ready to defend her home from the strange giants.
Queeny didn’t know that it was our porch she built her home on, she saw a nice ledge and decided that it was a suitable spot to begin her life as a lone female.
So instead of removing the nest and poisoning her with bug spray, you know what I did? I moved the area where I dump my things and started feeding her. I would tap three times on the railing before leaving a treat like fruit, honey, dog food, or pesky beetles I find in my garden, then move away to give them lots of space. At first she would buzz out, wings spread and ready to fight, but after doing this for just a few days…she stopped!
Now when she comes out, it’s slowly and non-threatingly. She tilts her head at me before gingerly inspecting the offerings. She doesn’t threaten my mom any more either, she’s learned that we mean no harm. We’ve started using that ledge to shake sheets out and dump bird seed and she doesn’t mind at all! She just watches quietly.
She even has a family now! Five daughters and one lad- a husband or son, not sure which lmao -who greet us the same, she must’ve taught them that we’re not enemies (or they just grew up used to us). They even protect my garden, since Queeny’s family has grown the invasive Japanese beetle population has plummeted! They really are delightful neighbors.
To do list:
Befriend some wasps
And if you’re really worried about having them near due to allergies, then you can keep them away by creating a fake nest put of some crumpled newspaper and hanging it up. They think the area is already occupied and so don’t settle.
TIL astronaut Jack Schmidt discovered he was allergic to moon dust, which is a thing millions of other people have probably gone their whole lives never knowing.
Imagine being one of only twelve guys ever to have the honour of walking on the moon and then when you get there you're allergic to it.
This would be me. I’m already allergic to over half the allergy medicines out there.