Clark
 

The disgust was because he was unattractive, right?

Damn, why did I never think of this?
 

Teenies hack into Burger King wireless drive-up ordering system. Customer orders a whopper. Teenie replies "you're too fat to eat whoppers. Pull ahead, please."

http://www.ananova.com/news/story/sm...atestheadlines

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

Ex- and I start talking again after a year or so of having broken up. Ex- tells me all about new relationship that's taking place. I'm supportive and sympathetic. He calls me on a regular basis, telling me how much he doesn't think the other relationship is going to work because of a variety of problems. I'm supportive and sympathetic. I'm making plans to leave the state, so of course we have goodbye sex, because as far as I know, the other relationship is falling apart. Ex- gets extremely weird around me after that, doesn't talk to me, doesn't say anything when he does talk to me. Finally, I ask him what the hell is going on and it turns out he's upset because his relationship is falling apart. Yeah, so what, it's always been falling apart? Turns out that he didn't want to "upset" me with how good things were going so he selectively told me only the bad things about the relationship because he thought he'd "lose" me (as a friend, of course) if I knew how much he was in love with this other girl. I got upset, and our relationship really never recovered from that whole thing, and I don't generally trust that I'm getting the whole story when we do talk.

He actually called last week to say that he was thinking about coming out here for a week and would I be up for a week in his company. There's too much baggage for a week of no-strings-attached sex, and I'm not sure that I would know what to do with him if we weren't sleeping together.

Clark
 

Precisely. Because attractive loser married campaign managers who leer at your rack all evening in front of their wives actually make feminists hot.

Clark
 

Just making sure!

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anyone know how to make multiple spaces or a tab show up here so I can get that tongue in the right place without the periods?

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

I think I've shared this before, but it's one of my favorite stories:

Friend in college wants to get out of relationship. I'm in the room when the following conversation occurs:

Girlfriend: "Does this skirt make me look fat?"
Friend: "I really don't think it's fair to blame the skirt."

End of relationship. Not that this was a way that gives the dumper warm fuzzies.

I myself never figured out a way to intentionally get someone to dump me that doesn't involve being an asshole, and if you're going to be an asshole, you might as well just do the dumping and get it over with.

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

Me too. Demon tequila. As of right now, though, my underwear seems to be in full working order.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

That's an annoying clever re line but i am procrastinating. Anyway, I would like Sidd or anyone else here who loves their job,which I think is nobody, to tell me how to get into that mindset of "wow, this is interesting and exciting and I am making a real splash and impacting the lives of others". Cause right now, I am kinda lawed out.

And I realize asking this here is probably an exericse in futility as this is the lawtalking home for wayward procrastinators.

Dress for Suck-skeks
 

This reminds me of something that I've heard from more than one occasion, whether in bars or other places talking with people without degrees:

"oh, you're a lawyer? Damn you must be smart."

That cracks me up every time.

Clark
 

Before the margaritas started flowing last night, we were talking about this. Someone had just been to a reception for the new mayor, and a lot of kooks were out that night. Random people would walk up to the person who had been there and start on some sort of spiel about whatever cause it was that they were supporting. People who just wern't quite right. Their hearts were probably in the right places, and they obviously believed in whatever it was that they were supporting, but the people skills just weren't there.

I've been around a lot of hard core fans of a variety of things (sports and tv shows being the top two) and the true believers are always a bit off in some ways. The rest of the fans sort of take a step back and say "whoa, this guy isn't with me" and of course the newspapers and tv reporters always focus on those guys when they do their report on the fans reaction to something. I think the political true believers are similar.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I actually do really really like mine, and so maybe my advice wouldn't be as useful as advice coming from someone who didn't like theirs but who managed to convince themselves they did so as to feel better about getting up and going in.

But anyway, start making yourself aware of what else you COULD be doing, and how much you COULD be making. There are just a ton of really really shitty occupations out there, most paying less than what you're making. You get paid to sit around and produce intellectual results. You could be getting paid to hump your butt on a line, or sell insurance or blocks of cell time or futures contracts, or answer no-mind phonecalls, or supervise idiot wretches, or . . . lots of bad choices. All for less money, less self-esteem, less ability to think creatively, less freedom to surf or read or talk or whatever. All in all, this is one of the better professions. It's not all roses, but there's more roses than you'll find most other places. The grass is actually greener where you are right now.

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

Weeks of being non-responsive and listless in conversation. Didn't work, since I think he was trying to do the same thing. I ended up dumping him and he breathed a sigh of relief when I did it. It was sort of funny.

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

Interesting question. When I first met my husband, I was very suspicious and made it clear in no uncertain terms that I would not stand for lying, and cheating was a "one strike and you're out" offense. (He also learned early on that I'm a great detector of lies and the wrath that is unleashed upon my learning of the lie is not worth it.)

He, on the other hand, told me in no uncertain terms that were I ever to cheat on him, that he woudn't want to know about it.

Over the years, however, I realize that I'm not concerned about his cheating (not that I would encourage it, I think it's more that I don't think it would happen -- not because of me so much, but because, well... he's too cheap.**) In the highly unlikely scenario that he did cheat on me, I have definitely softened on the "1 strike and you're out" stance.

When he heard of Brittney's marriage -- he said, "Oh no, Now I don't have a chance" -- which prompted my response of -- "I see. So you have no problem cheating on me with her, but you all of a sudden would feel bad now that she's married?" We both laughed. Such mirth at the dtb household...


**A friend told me about a study she'd read that the men least likely to stray are those who are, uh, parsimonious, or, not to put too fine a point on it, tightwads. It's just too expensive for them to have action on the side. If this is true, I can rest assured that he will be forever faithful.

How I learned to stop procrastinating and love the law
 

I remember reading an ad in DC's City Paper about the opportunity to PAY $2000 for 2 weeks and go help in Cuba's sugar harvest. I had an epiphany! Overpaid overstressed people could do with a few weeks of dumb work.

I thought about starting a company where I would run a McDonald's. I would staff it with lawyers/doctors etc. who were on a "vacation." They would pay me $3000 per week to work at my McDonald's. I would hire a mean late-teenager to manage, and make the week a hell hole for my vacationers.

I would have a very well-educated staff, plus I'd be helping them realize how nice their real jobs really are. I also think the week there would be a great stress relief for the professionals. You wouldn't have to worry about committting million $$$ malpractice; at most you'd burn a basket of fries.

Lies, and the Lying Liars Who Tell Them
 

I get this all the time. Though a thorny problem in its own right, at least it makes the "lie to SO about an innocent drink with the ex" dilemma evaporate. Better to stay home and not tempt her.