That Thread About Work: "Custom kitchen deliveries...!"

It's increasinly common in America to live with your parents, or with roommates.

I so want a house of my own. I'm getting kinda sick of living in apartments.

Hopefully, I can get a house in two years.

You're telling me, man. I spent all of college living in a house with a bunch of dudes. Don't get me wrong. The experience was great, and I love those guys like my brothers. But there's nothing like having an apartment all to yourself. It's great. And I guess I'm lucky to be living where I do, and having a job that pays well enough to cover the rent. I know, in New York for instance, there's no possible way I'd be able to live on my own.

Oh, and your public transit can't be any worse than Atlanta's public transit.
 
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See I have complete sympathy for you as well as her. True aspies must be in a living hell (I'm such a friggen social butterfly, so I can't even imagine it).

It wasn't a living hell, but it was beyond difficult. She would often freak out in crowded areas and didn't like to go to parties, something that I live for. She also was able to get around it by playing WoW (She was fine as long as it wasn't face-to-face), but. . .well, she became addicted to it, and that was kind of the last straw. Heartbreaking, but had to be done.

I've never heard that term before. What does it mean?

It's someone who was a high functioning form of Autism. I basically just describe it as having depression and social anxiety simultaneously, since that's basically what the symptoms are. Not fun.
 
I live in an apartment with a roomate, who's been my friend for over 20 years. So, I don't know, it's okay.

I actually don't know if I would prefer to live alone.
 
Do you animate the Simpsons?
No, but Asians are the REAL reason why the characters are all yellow.

Incidentally, I'm currently working on a paper discussing the issues of race and representation in film casting (e.g. Chinese playing Japanese in Memoirs of a Geisha) and I've been saving relevant research links to my del.icio.us account under the tag "langstaism" ;)
 
My boss came to work coughing up a storm last week but insisted "it's just allergies".

Now every employee there has a cold. Including myself, but thanks to my awesome immune system I don't have it that bad and it's already starting to clear up after one day.

It's not fun to work with all those other coughing, sneezing people though. Especially when you factor in how many customers(most of which are children) they're contaminating.
 
An Open Letter

Dear Folks,
Just because we have done business a couple of times doesn't make us friends. Consequently, it's unacceptable for you to blindside me by showing up at my door at any hours of the night without calling first. Note that, just because your phone is not working does not make you immune to this notice. This includes, but is not limited to:

- Showing up at my door asking to borrow money.
- Showing up at my door asking for a ride, even if you only live a couple of blocks away.
- Showing up at my door to "hang out", because you're too dumb to keep your power/cable/gas from being disconnected.
- And especially, showing up at my door with foreign (especially Slavic), random drug fiends.

Trust me. If you're my friend, you'll know it.

Showing up at my door with money, food, or other goods is acceptable, as long as the retail value of said products is equal to or greater than ten dollars. But that still doesn't make you a friend.

Thank You,
Zombipanda
 
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Damn right, "Huh?"!

I just mean, that's not the kind of thing I'd get worked up over. If I invite someone to hang out, them being there ten minutes earlier than I say isn't going to bother me. It's not like I'm setting the table for them or anything.
 

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