" Legally, I don't have to risk my life to save someone else's." ... Unless you're a woman, in Texas, carrying a pregnancy that could kill you. ... Also, this: "In 21 states, laws require people with HIV who are aware of their status to disclose their status to sex partners, and 12 states require disclosure to needle-sharing partners. The maximum sentence length for violating an HIV-specific statute is also a matter of state law." .. Jesus H Christ on a tightrope, people. We can debate until the cows come home about when a human 'life' actually begins, it's a matter of perspective. What shouldn't be a matter of perspective is a woman's bodily autonomy. I don't want to force anyone to get a vaccine any more than I want any woman to be forced to carry an unwanted pregnancy. I can't understand how 'I don't want to be forced to get a vaccine' equates to 'I want to force women to carry every pregnancy to term' in your head. It's nonsensical.

con't/ "Jesus Christ, I can't even talk anymore without having permission." My sis and her bf were uncomfortable. I'm always having to tell him to lower his voice, don't embarrass me, or make fun of me in front of people. We don't talk at the beach. Go get dinner and he starts "joking" about me. I whisper to him, "enough" and he keeps doing it. Sis and her bf go home, we go back to hotel room and he sleeps AGAIN even though I suggested we go out on the town earlier. Leave the next day and he asks if I had a good weekend. I say no, he asks why, I try to explain, but he starts listing all the stuff I do wrong to him. He doesn't know how to communicate. Wants to sweep everything under the rug and wonders why the same shit gets brought up again and again. We head to casino and he gets pissed again because I'm trying to tell him how I feel. He says we're not going to casino, breaks hard and turns around. I say nothing more then he heads to casino after all. Then he asks me if I'm

Just a quick shout out to all my clients that send me their data on the first day of the month. Thank you. All three of you. *insert Jesus finger guns meme*

My husband was in a tizzy because he thought I used the debit card and lost it. He looked in my wallet and all through my purse (which is fine), and it wasn't in there. So he comes asking me all about "Where's the debit card?!?!" and I'm barely awake, right? I start going through my pockets of the clothes I wore yesterday, I'm out digging through the center counsel of my car at 5am, just looking everywhere. Hadn't even had coffee yet. Know where it was? IN HIS WALLET!!!! I had already given it back to him after I used it to get gas. Jesus H. Christ in a sidecar. Why are men, anyway LOL? (this is the same guy who accidentally plowed his wallet into a field a week ago and it was a miracle he found it at all)

AAaaaaaaand she went back and got him and they're going to continue the vacation. Jesus H Christ on a tightrope. You think it's tough having little kids? At least you have a modicum of control over them. I've never wanted to be wrong more in my life, but I don't see his behavior changing for more than a week. These guys don't change. But like I said, I've never hoped to be wrong so badly.

This influx of new clients can level the fuck off anytime. That'd be grrreeaaaaat. Cool that we're in high demand and all, but Jesus H Christ on a tripod, people.

Jesus H Christ on a tightrope, is EVERYONE shitty at their job? The payroll department at my DH's work is driving me batshit. He switched departments recently. In his last department, it took me TWO YEARS to get them to withhold FIT. ANY FIT. This is not rocket science, it's RIGHT THERE on his W4!!!!! Finally they figured it out and started withholding from his checks correctly. Now that he's switched departments, guess what?!?!?!!? NO FIT withholding. Again. I swear to god, man. I'm so sick of dealing with idiots. And I feel bad, too, because the lady that runs the actual checks is a nice, sweeet, DLOL (dear little old lady) and I like her a lot. But she should RETIRE already! Just like my Elderly CW. If you can't do the job- DON'T DO THE JOB. *headdesk* Flame away if you want, I don't give a shit anymore.

These fuckign restaurant owners. I swear to christ. Money grubbing entitled fucks. Every single one of them fucking bothering me to help them get their free money when if they would have KEPT the paperwork I gave them in the FIRST PLACE they would have what they need for the applications. And it makes me want to vomit. I'm over here driving a 15 year old vehicle and my roof needs replaced meanwhile these motherfuckers are all going to be buying new boats this summer courtesy of uncle fucking sam. I hate them all. I want to kick every last one of them in the crotch. I don't give two fucks that it's legal. It's WRONG and they all know it. Mother fuckers. Jesus h christ on a tightrope.

I was temping at an office last year and ordered through DoorDash and GrubHub quite a bit. A lot of times the restaurants were really close to the office, but I'd watch them on the app as they drove all over the damn place - and no, they weren't making other stops, they'd drive right by or turn the wrong way onto our street and have to turn around. The directions were, "Pull into the driveway, drive around to the other side of the building and call me, I will come out." I can't tell you how many times they'd park in the lot behind the building and call to say they didn't know where to go. Or they'd come into the office and call me. It was COVID time, we didn't want people coming inside. One day I was standing on the steps under the awning as it was pouring rain and the guy was sitting in the lot asking me where to go. I literally told him 5 times to look to his left and he'd see me! Jesus!!!

What is up with people today? Jesus H Christ in a sidecar! 24Hr turnaround is normal for emails and voicemails. Not 24 freaking minutes. I haven't even looked at your shit yet, you just brought it in a half hour ago!