satire
Relationship satire can be cathartic; when love hurts too much, just laugh.
Why Are Old People So Freakin' Mean?
I am currently sitting in a coffee shop in suburban New Jersey, half-working, half-surfing the web, half-stuffing my face with a delicious piece of goat cheese topped multigrain toast. Like any normal human, I survey the people around me, casually ease-dropping. The shop consists of a handful of girls about my age (mid 20s), all sitting separately, typing away on their computers, a young couple chatting away with the barista at the counter, and a mother and a daughter sitting directly in front of me. The mother is probably in her 70s, daughter in her late 40s, early 50s, and the mother is a complete freakin' bitch.
By Emily McCay7 years ago in Humans
Don't Touch My Stuff!
Quietly, with absolutely no fanfare or public announcement, I have declared, “War”! I admit that I have a mild propensity to let things pile up. Horizontal surfaces around the house provide opportunities for temporary storage, even if temporary can stretch into months or even years. My wife, on the other hand, does not share this inclination. Indeed, she is, what I refer to as, a clutter Nazi. She does not allow, permit, condone, or begin to understand, “temporary storage until I can review later”. She does not tolerate disorganization.
By Victor Acquista7 years ago in Humans
52 Ostensibly Terrible Date Ideas I Haven't Yet Road-Tested with my New Girlfriend
This list is dedicated to my actual, real life girlfriend. Who I wouldn't subject to any of these things, but who I am greatly indebted to for all of the times she's laughed at my crappy jokes.
By Kieran Atkins7 years ago in Humans