Somewhat the opposite. My mom started “borrowing” money from me when I was a teenager. I was too trusting, but eventually i learned to say “no”.

Fuck, I haven’t thought about any of this in a long time. My mom was awful.

Edit:

I forgot to explain why borrow was in quotes. Most of the time I never got paid back. I still believe she intended on paying me back, but was never able to get ahead financially enough to do it. In general if she borrowed less than $100 she’d get it back to me and pretty quickly. Over $100 it would take her too long to save it up and she’d forget about it.

Go on.

What if being shamed is my kink?

What about phrasing it so the effort isn’t on you, but them?

“I’ve never really felt comfortable around [describe group]”. This way, the failure isn’t yours to get comfortable, but on them to mwake you comfortable.

I didn’t leave the original comment, but I would say it certainly makes some parts of parenting easier. We just adopted a dog, and it has helped in strange ways. Expected ways such as my kid is much better about picking up his toys, putting away his laundry, and not leaving his shoes random places, but also it gives him something else to interact with that isn’t a glowing rectangle, or asking me a million questions.

For me an email is when I don’t need a quick response. A text is when I want a faster response but I don’t want to interrupt what the other person is doing. A call is when I want a quick response and I think it’s worth interrupting the person.

I very rarely call.

Hmm. I think I may have to try a golden one.

Right, I agree with you there. I guess I should invert my question. If you’re tipping the driver, what is the delivery fee for?

These two costs seem redundant.

Wow. Just wow.

If you are paying separately for the delivery, what is the tip for?

This image makes me uncomfortable.

I eat the skin of regular kiwi’s. Am I not supposed to?

Maybe killing people is the wrong solution.

Yeah, I wish I knew this about a year ago. Thanks.

I like the “secret 'stache” joke.

… Forgive me for borrowing from reddit:

Same. I literally use shampoo on my legs because they are so hairy.

Does anyone here actually call themselves “Bay Staters”? I know it’s supposed to be the official demonym for Mass, it just feels so bland compared to the more casual “Mass-hole”.

I remember borrowing CDs from friends and converting them to MP3s in the mid-late 90s. Admittedly I didn’t really know what I was doing, so I couldn’t really explain it to my friends, but ripping CDs with Windows CLI programs and amassing a huge (for the time) digital music collection was something I thought was super cool. Unlike wav files, I could actually (not always) fit a whole song on a floppy disc!

Maybe it’ll be the next MySpace?