Two-years-old is too damn early to learn that sometimes people are mean for no reason. Alas, people can be terrible. A Redditor posted this sign that one of his neighbors put up for the person who stole his kid’s jack-o-lantern. The sign reads: Keep reading »
Sometimes, after you’ve experienced a traumatic event, your brain does all it can to protect you from trauma. In the case of physical pain, your body can go into a type of physical shock — like when car crash victims report that they were able to escape a burning car despite a major open leg wound because their bodies went into protective mode and blocked them from the pain of the wound. And in the case of emotional pain, victims often report burying psychologically traumatic episodes deep within their psyches as a way of moving on with their lives. And I suppose it was something akin to this that made me totally forget about the time I stole a girl’s boyfriend until right about now. Keep reading »
As a broke, 27-year-old graduate student slowly recovering from a messy break up, I posted a profile on OkCupid in hopes of meeting a guy who did his own laundry and didn’t kill animals. Despite my Baptist parents’ and grandparents’ longstanding encouragement to find a God-fearing gentleman, my standard was slightly lower. A man who was more or less moral would do. Keep reading »
There I was in the grocery, pressing the ends of a cantaloupe and sniffing it, trying to decide if it was ripe. Across the produce section, I spotted my landlord. I waved, a normal courtesy I extended the two times a year I happened upon him in real life. He left his cart, and came rushing towards me. As he came closer, I realized he was mad. “Why haven’t you paid your rent in four months?” he yelled.
I felt adrenaline surge through my body. What was he talking about? I always paid my rent. Never so much as a day late. Every month, a week before it was due, I wrote a check to my roommate and best friend, Leah*. Keep reading »
“I have a hard time not buying or stealing. If I want something, I have to have it … I used to steal more. I mostly stole from Goodwill. You know, ‘Can’t be bothered. The line’s too long. Put it in your purse.’”
—Beth Ditto the now famous Karl Lagerfeld-approved singer, explaining her penchant for helping herself to a few new garments of clothing [Paper] Keep reading »