It bugs the crap out of me too. I work in academia still, in the hard sciences. Upon hearing this, most people assume I’m a first year graduate student, when in reality I finished grad school 4 years ago, and am on my second postdoctoral research position, complete with the “there there, little girl” that comes with it. :rolleyes:
Not really, unless they’ve actually experienced. “Just don’t freak out. It’s all in your head,” kind of things.
Also, large breasts. I’ve had tiny and now have big. Not a fan.
After lunch today I had a tiny piece of lobster stuck in between my teeth.
I’m having a difficult time being comfortable using this laptop computer; on the couch it perches on the arm of the sofa and in the recliner i fall aslleep with it in my lap.
And my aunt’s house needs another ceiling fan.
I was just like you back in the 80’s when I had to decide which college to go to and a future career.
Before the Internet, I would go to flea markets and buy any computer magazine I could get my hands on. I typed in those BASIC programs in magazines. I would sneak onto computers wherever I could find them. I seriously thought about about breaking into schools just to use their computers. My friends would ask me for computer help, and even if I had no idea what they were doing, they wanted me around anyway. One night, my friend had me do the data calls for his computer project for math class. I had never taken that class nor programmed data calls. I did it. On more than one occasion, I would be staring at a blinking cursor with no idea what to do, and my friends would say, “Do anything, then you’ll figure it out.” Sure enough, I would. After I got my own computer, I would be spending 8+ hours a day on it and going to my friend’s houses to use their computer. My computer accompanied me on several sleep-overs.
That being said, when it was time to decide my college career, I decided that I wanted to keep computers as my hobby. Working on computers 8 hours a day and then coming home to play with computers sounded like hell. I intuitively knew that the moment computers became my job, I would lose it as a hobby, forever.
I think I made the right decision. Today, I go to a decent job and come home and jump on the computer. On the money side, I wish I could be making more, but at least I’m not forced to use computers.
My wife is starting a new job which provides free housing for our family for the next year. No rent, no utility bills, nothing. But our new place isn’t ready yet, so for the next week we’re crammed into a tiny place and sleeping on bunk beds.
I don’t really mind too much, but I figured it fit the bill as a problem for which I won’t get much sympathy.
Re: The Titty Fairy. Every menstrual cycle, the glandular tissue in breasts continues to proliferate. Basically your boobs grow and change right up till menopause (when they shrink and change!).
My “problem” is my incredibly long eyelashes. It’s actually hard for me to put mascara on and get it all the way to the tips, because I wind up painting my brow ridge. I have to keep my eye mostly closed while I put mascara on. I also have to keep my eyes hooded until it sets, or the lashes brush my brow bone and leave streaks. Oh, and I have to be careful when buying glasses, because with many, my eyelashes brush against them and leave blotches.
The Ms. and I were running a bit late this morning, so we took a shower together. A happy ending ensued. Now I’m sitting at work, and I’m a little sore and I want a nap.
And my problem is that I’m too busy to take a nap today. Try getting sympathy for that one!
Because I’m an hourglass shape, my hips are bigger than my waist. As a result, I can never buy cheap pants. My boobs are too big to wear anything other than an expensive underwire sports bra while working out.
I know people with paid memberships will not sympathise, but man the sudden audio on the Optrex ad on this site is bloody annoying. I’m fine with seeing the ads but to have to listen to them too?
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With lashes like that, why do you even bother with mascara?
When I was 18 (30 years ago) I contracted mono. After the 2 weeks of constant headaches and nausea subsided I had an overwhelming need for sleep. Ever wake up in the middle of the night and your whole body is numb? I’d feel like that after being awake for only 4 hours. People do not sympathize with you if all you want (need!) to do is sleep. It was a full year before I was back to normal and it caused me to miss a year of high school.
It does make my eyes look brighter, and makes me look more awake and “put together.” I think because it makes the lashes look thicker and darker. But I only put it on the upper lashes - if I do the bottoms too, I look like I have giant spiders sitting on my eyes!
gks1, I think anyone who’s had bad mono will sympathize. My husband tells of not having the strength to push his covers down, and I remember being laid up for a month, followed by several years of depressed immune function. Not a fun “vacation” at all!
My bed is too big. I keep rolling around trying to figure out where to sleep.