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im going to coin a new word here.

occupationist - hating someone for the job they have

If you say something like, i hate people that work at the DMV or i hate people that work at the post office, you are being an occupationist.

And a little story about hating people at the post office. I remember going into the post office to mail some MTG cards i sold on ebay. I walk up to the counter and ask the guy if he had any padded envelopes. He told me they didnt. So im looking around for another container to mail them in and stumble upon some padded envelopes. I walk back up to the counter and say to the guy "looks like you did have some padded envelopes." He responds "No. Thats a cushioned mailer." Sigh...

Quote: AxiomOfChoice

2 chicks at the same time

As someone who has done this more that once, You shouldn't need to have any money for this to happen. Just pretend not to be a nerd and go for it, not saying you are but that's the first step. It's Not all it is cracked up to be what you may think. It gets a bit strange the next day.

Also you must put yourself in situations for it to even happen. You probably have a better shot at winning that 500 million, if you just sit around waiting for 2 chicks to run up and ask you to join them for some three-some fun.


I cant imagine paying for it would be as fun and certainly nothing you would feel proud of or want to tell others about.

Maybe when you come to Vegas next month take some time out to party and I will wing man for you.

Quote: AxelWolf

As someone who has done this more that once, You shouldn't need to have any money for this to happen. Just pretend not to be a nerd and go for it, not saying you are but that's the first step. It's Not all it is cracked up to be what you may think. It gets a bit strange the next day.

Also you must put yourself in situations for it to even happen. You probably have a better shot at winning that 500 million, if you just sit around waiting for 2 chicks to run up and ask you to join them for some three-some fun.


I cant imagine paying for it would be as fun and certainly nothing you would feel proud of or want to tell others about.

It was a movie reference. I think only Aces and DJ got it. Check the youtube link I posted.

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Maybe when you come to Vegas next month take some time out to party and I will wing man for you.

I'll take you up on that offer though.

Quote: AxelWolf

Not all it is cracked up to be what you may think. It gets a bit strange the next day.

+1

The idea of it is much more invigorating than the actual act of it.

Quote: AxelWolf

You would still work? Only thing i would do diffident is get my favorite sports car, buy a place on a river in the Pacific Northwest and spend summers there.

Of course I'd still work, it's a hell of a lot better than sitting on your ass doing nothing. :) Sure, I'd probably reinvest most of it, buy some fun stuff, and perhaps travel. Actually, come to think of it, I don't really like traveling. I'm not scared of flying in a plane....I just hate going to the airport and waiting for 2 hours, then being on a plane that takes foreverrrrrr (anything more than 90 minutes = WTF)....then landing and stuff. If I were to travel, it'd probably be via RV, like someone mentioned.


Actually, something that's always been a dream of mine (or fantasy since it probably won't ever happen?), is figure out a way to solve the homeless problem. Not like a homeless shelter type of thing....but get them an actual place to live, help them get a job/education, the whole nine yards.

Quote: AxiomOfChoice

2 chicks at the same time

I was with a group at a stand-up comedy spot three or four years ago. The girl on stage moved her act along the line of wondering just what it was with this supposed male fantasy about doing it with two women together. She went on for a while about how ridiculous that sounded to her and asked why in the world a guy would want two women with him in bed at the same time.

Well, I forgot my manners and just blurted out, "We need the help!" Well, she spun around with this shocked look on her face and asked whether I had seen her act before. It seems I had just trounced all over her punch line, and she had to do an on-the-spot re-write to get full value out of her joke. After the show, I went to her and apologized. She just couldn't believe I had seen that coming. I told her that I had only recently considered that aspect of the scenario -- getting older helps one realize that you just might not be able to handle every job completely satisfactorily all on your own.

Quote: Wizard

As someone who has been married 19 years, my answer is to bite your tongue and if you disagree with your wife and say nothing at all. She will always be willing to argue longer than you. Easier to just keep your opinions to yourself. I can't speak for every marriage, but I've never heard of a man ever winning an argument with his wife.

This is correct.

Quote: Doc

Well, I forgot my manners and just blurted out, "We need the help!"

I don't think that qualifies as bad manners, since you weren't heckling the comedian.

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It seems I had just trounced all over her punch line, and she had to do an on-the-spot re-write to get full value out of her joke.

Isaac Asimov made a fair bit of his living by giving talks. One time as an after-dinner speaker, he realized his son, whom he'd brought along, was regaling the head table with the talk he was planning to give. He had a few minutes to come up with another one.

It happens.

Quote: Wizard

As someone who has been married 19 years, my answer is to bite your tongue and if you disagree with your wife and say nothing at all. She will always be willing to argue longer than you. Easier to just keep your opinions to yourself. I can't speak for every marriage, but I've never heard of a man ever winning an argument with his wife.

I suspect they teach young ladies the following simple yet powerful strategies in home ec class:

"Yes him to death and do as you please;" and

"Keep his balls empty and his belly full."

Clever vixens.

Quote: MrV

I suspect they teach young ladies the following simple yet powerful strategies in home ec class:

"Yes him to death and do as you please;" and

"Keep his balls empty and his belly full."

Clever vixens.

No, our clever aunts teach us these two things. Our mothers would rather die than say them. And Home Ec teaches you how to make "porcupine salad" by buttering canned half-pears with mayonnaise, setting them on a leaf of lettuce, and sticking thin pretzel sticks in their backs. True story.