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Love Actually Star Who Played Mistress Mia Looks Unrecognizable 20 Years After Starring In Film
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An actress from one of our favorite Christmas movie classics made a recent and rare public appearance, looking drastically different from her “devil” self.
Heike Makatsch, who portrayed Alan Rickman’s mistress, Mia, in the popular 2003 Love Actually movie has been spotted some 20 years later, sporting a more angelic appearance than what she had initially been recognized for.
In the film, the seductress had a short, choppy black bob, often wore red, and notably wore two devil horns in a scene where she openly flirted with Harry (Alan) in front of his wife, Karen, played by Emma Thompson, at a Christmas office party.
Heike Makatsch, who portrayed Alan Rickman’s mistress, Mia, in the popular 2003 Love Actually, looks completely different now
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In another memorable scene, Harry gives Mia a locket before she replies to him: “I don’t want something I need. I want something I want – something pretty.”
Subsequently, a very crushed Karen, who realizes later on that her husband had bought a gift for another woman, goes on to confront Harry and he admits what he’d been doing.
In the film, Mia had a short, choppy black bob, often wore red, and notably wore two devil horns
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This ultimately led to Mia being one of the most, if not, the most disliked characters in the movie.
But now, the 52-year-old actress looks nothing like the “mean” looking mistress she once played, and rather rocks longer, blonde locks.
Heike has managed to keep a low profile despite starring in a range of hit movies since “Love Actually,” including 2013’s “The Book Thief” the New York Post reported.
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Despite being a season classic, a recently revealed fact from the Richard Curtis film has been rather controversial, as it implicates the questionable age gap between the Love Actually actors.
In case you have forgotten Love Actually’s plot, the movie follows the lives of eight very different couples in dealing with their love lives in various loosely interrelated tales all set during a frantic month before Christmas in London, England, IMDb states.
In a scene, Mia openly flirted with Harry (Alan Rickman) in front of his wife, Karen, played by Emma Thompson, at a Christmas office party
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One of these couples includes Juliet, played by Keira Knightley, caught in a peculiar love triangle with her on-screen husband Peter, played by Chiwetel Ejiofor, and Peter’s best friend Mark, played by Andrew Lincoln.
Nevertheless, more and more fans of the rom-com have expressed their disbelief upon learning there was only a five-year age gap in real life between Keira and Thomas Brodie-Sangster, who played school pupil Sam, Liam Neeson’s character’s son.
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At the time of shooting Love Actually in 2003, Keira was 18, and Thomas 13, while Chiwetel was 26 and Andrew was 30.
Indeed, the Pirates Of The Caribbean star was closer in age to the movie’s lovesick teen boy than her on-screen love interest.
“She is well-known and respected in Germany,” a viewer highlighted
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Millions Of Americans Celebrate Christmas
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According to a Gallup poll, 94% of Americans reported celebrating Christmas in some way, both with secular and nonsecular traditions. What are you doing on Christmas day?
“Shouting at every passing boy to buy me a fine plump goose until one does.”
Samuel Portman, Pet Photographer
“Feeling persecuted by the 6% who aren’t celebrating.”
Wyatt Fernandez, Tech Philosopher
“Taking down my Halloween decorations.”
Krista Ihnat, Grammar Enforcer
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The real sword in the stone. The perspex cover makes it look like a bad render, but it is real. Many people have tried to steal it. On display at the chapel are the mummified hands of a thief who tried to remove the sword and was suddenly slaughtered by wild wolves. Pic in comms
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Christmas in the Server Room
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It’s the Holiday Season, so we’re going to take a break from our usual content, and talk about holiday movies and TV specials. But we can’t just completely abandon what The Daily WTF is about, so we’re going to rate these holiday classics for the accuracy of their portrayal of the IT industry. We’ll rate each on a scale of 5 floppy disks, where 5 has the documentary accuracy of Office Space.
A Charlie Brown Christmas
The story of A Charlie Brown Christmas focuses on the conflict between Christmas spirit and commercialism. The story contains no computers or IT professionals, and instead focuses on the annual Christmas play which the children are producing. In that regard, it’s a story of a poorly scoped, poorly resourced project, with the actual responsibility for the project’s success being left in the hands of unqualified children, while any sort of managerial oversight by adults is expressed as sad trombone noises.
Wha wha whaaaa, indeed.
Rating: 💾💾
A Miracle on 34th Street
Kris Kringle, a department store Santa claims to be the real thing. He’s committed to a mental institution, triggering a court case to determine whether he’s dangerously insane- or actually Santa Claus. The “twist”, such as it is, is that the Post Office, overwhelmed with all the letters to Santa, decides to deliver the mail to the courthouse. By this, it’s determined that the Federal government, in the form of the postal service, believes Kringle to be the real Santa Claus. The case is dismissed, and Christmas is saved.
Again, there’s very little technology in this story, but the postal workers thinking they have an easy solution to a hard problem and literally dumping it in someone else’s lap is very relatable.
Rating: 💾
Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer
Rudolph, assumed to be “defective” because of his glowing nose, goes on an adventure with other “misfits”, until his difference is suddenly useful: his glowing nose will guide Santa’s sleigh through the snow. The moral of the story is that it’s okay to be different- so long as you’re useful.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TZhDHpjud3A
This tale is the tale of the overeager intern, the one who wants to do the “real” work, and is overjoyed to be asked to work late on Christmas Eve, because they finally feel like an important member of the team. Painful watching, but sadly true to life.
Rating: 💾💾
Die Hard
Vacationing police officer John McClane’s holiday reunion with his estranged wife goes off the rails when terrorists take over the building. But they’re not terrorists- they’re thieves, and this is all a stunt to get them access to the building’s vault.
Central to this plot is that, to bypass the final lock, the thieves need the FBI to cut power to the building. From a “basic common sense” perspective, this is absurd– of course you’d expected a powered lock to fail safe, not fail open. That said, we’ve seen so many wiring and electrical snafus on this site, that I have to grant it some plausibility. Bonus points for the sleazy sales-beast dying. Not realistic, but satisfying.
Rating: 💾💾💾
Santa Claus Conquers the Martians
The Martian children are sad, so their Martian dad decides to kidnap Santa Claus. This creates a factional schism in Martian culture between the Santa-loving progressive faction, and the conservatives. The conflict is resolved when the dumbest Martian- named Droppo- decides to become Mars’s Santa Claus, and Santa is sent home.
The movie is stuffed with robots, spaceships, pills instead of food, and of course the requisite 50s era “pushbutton future” where instead of making toys, Santa just pushes buttons on a Martian machine to generate them. It’s profoundly dumb, but not as dumb as Droppo. That said, the dumbest person on the planet being handed a powerful position with basically no responsibility and answerable to no one? Painfully realistic.
Rating: 💾💾💾
A Fairytale of New York
“It’s Christmas Eve dear, in the drunk tank,” begins this dark Christmas song. From there, we hear a couple fighting over their broken dreams, and broken hearts, with real genuine spite for each other.
Yes, we’re drifting out of visual media and into song. While nothing about this may seem terribly IT related, we can see through the subtext of the song. Arrested for public intoxication on Christmas Eve, living a life of wrecked and shattered dreams? Clearly, this is a story of someone who foolishly agreed to push a new release on Christmas Eve. “The tests passed, what could go wrong dear?” might as well be a line in the song.
Rating: 💾💾
Jurassic Park
Three wise sages are called to attend a series of virgin births- the births of dinosaurs. While this Christmas movie breaks with tradition by not happening around the Christmas season, and not featuring any Christmas traditions, the characters of Malcolm, Satler, and Grant are clearly following the star to a velociraptor infested Bethlehem.
That this entire automated park has one IT professional, and that this IT professional is disgruntled, underpaid, and no one in management seems to care? Said IT professional has all the keys to the kingdom and can do anything he wants with the infrastructure, because management is entirely absent and incompetent? This movie is practically a documentary.
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Mike Luckovich for Dec 24, 2023 – Mike Luckovich, Humor Times
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Mike Luckovich of the Atlanta Constitution received two amazing honors in 2006, winning both a Pulitzer Prize and the Reuben award for Outstanding Cartoonist of the Year. This was the second Pulitzer for Luckovich; his first was awarded in 1995. He had previously received the Reuben award for Editorial Cartooning in 2001, but this was his first time to be named the overall outstanding cartoonist by a group of his peers. The Reuben awards are distributed each year by the National Cartoonists Society and are considered professional cartooning’s highest honor.Impressive as these achievements are, they are only the latest in a long line of awards for Luckovich. He was a runner-up for the Pulitzer in 1987 before garnering the 1995 win. In 1989, he won the Overseas Press Club’s award for the “Best Cartoons on Foreign Affairs for 1989,” and in 1991, he was awarded the National Headliners award for editorial cartoonists. In 1994, a Luckovich cartoon was selected by voters in a Newsweek magazine poll as one of the four best editorial cartoons of the year.
After freelancing and selling life insurance to make ends meet following his graduation from the University of Washington in 1982, Luckovich landed his first cartooning job at the Greenville News in South Carolina. After nine months at the News, Luckovich was hired by The Times-Picayune in New Orleans, where he stayed for four years before moving on to Atlanta.
Luckovich’s cartoons, syndicated nationally by Creators Syndicate, appear in more than 350 daily publications, including The Washington Post,The San Diego Union-Tribune, The Denver Post, Newsday, New York Post, The Cleveland Plain-Dealer, The Dallas Morning News, the Boston Globe, the Seattle Times, the Los Angeles Times, the Chicago Tribune, the Nashville Tennessean and the Houston Chronicle, and are reprinted regularly in Time, Newsweek and the New York Times.
Luckovich and his wife, Margo, have four children. His hobbies include exercising and collecting unique ties.
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John Deering for Dec 24, 2023 – John Deering, Humor Times
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John Deering is chief editorial cartoonist for the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, the state’s largest newspaper. Five times a week, his cartoon comments entertain (or sometimes enrage) readers throughout Arkansas, in Washington, D.C., and across the country.
Winner of the National Press Foundation’s 1997 Berryman Award, Deering also gained top honors in the 1994 national John Fischetti Cartoon Competition and was the seven-time winner of the Arkansas Press Association’s Best Editorial Cartoonist award.
Deering’s work is collected in two books: Deering’s State of Mind (1990) and We Knew Bill Clinton … Bill Clinton Was a Friend of Ours (1993, with Vic Harville). He is a 14-year member of the American Association of Editorial Cartoonists.
Born in 1956 in Little Rock, Deering has been drawing since his childhood fascination with science fiction and dinosaurs — subjects he made into comic books. After studying art with Truman Alston, Deering focused on commercial and fine art at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock. Along the way, he found his strength in interlocking art with comment.
At the Democrat-Gazette, Deering advanced from layout artist to editorial cartoonist in 1981-82. His promotion to chief editorial cartoonist in 1988 made his cartoons the state’s best-known. Deering also creates the comic panel Too Much Coffee.
He and his wife, Kathy, have a daughter and two sons, and live in Little Rock. He still draws dinosaurs.
Check out his comic strips, Zack Hill and Strange Brew.
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Man Waiting Until Wife And Kids Asleep To Go Masturbate Under Christmas Tree
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POUGHKEEPSIE, NY—Staying up late to make sure he could pleasure himself without anyone noticing, local man Dylan Utley was reportedly waiting until his wife and kids were asleep Sunday to go and masturbate under the Christmas tree. “Hopefully I can be really quiet so as to not wake anyone up while I lie under the Christmas tree and go to town on myself,” said Utley, explaining that it would make the festive holiday much less special if his family discovered him beating his meat. “I’d hate to have Christmas morning ruined because the kids woke up and saw it’s not actually Santa downstairs, but just me violently pulling my tinsel-covered pud. I know how disillusioning that can be, as someone who saw his own father masturbating in a Santa costume.” At press time, Utley’s children had reportedly woken up, rushed downstairs, and happily shouted, “Santa came.”
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“Pretended He Didn’t Know What A Baking Sheet Was”: 50 Relationship-Ending Moments
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He likes to say he is the man and I need to do as he says. He said this to me when I was practically begging him to help me around the house. He’s the man of the house even when I pay for 100% daycare, 100% utilities, 100% groceries and half our rent and took care of our kids, the pets, cleaning and cooking. Sadly, it wasn’t that or the abuse or the cheating that woke me up. It was my kid telling me we can make it without him. We never looked back after that.
When his dad asked me why I was staying with such an AH when I wasn’t even related to him. “You don’t owe him anything. Neither do we but he’s our son.” It made me realize I’d been waiting for permission to leave the whole time… 
When he screamed at me for leaving a light on while he was sleeping, two days after I had brain surgery and was still on some very strong painkillers. The best decision I ever made was leaving him. 
It was when I was 2 weeks postpartum with our second child and bedridden, and he left to take a 10 day retreat/vacation in California. He called and said what a relief it was to feel free of me and babies on the beach. It was the first time I thought, “This is wrong, I am being used.” In retrospect, the financial abuse where he drained my wealth should have done it, but it was the more physically vulnerable postpartum time that got the message through.
I told my husband that he needed to lay off our daughter for getting a B on a unit in chemistry. She was asking to quit all her extra-curriculars (that she loved) and didn’t to get out of bed. I said we needed to be worried about her mental state.He said “Well, if the kids aren’t going to respect what I say, then maybe I should leave.”
It literally flipped the switch on my feelings for him, after 20 years together. Instantly. Our child was struggling and he was so self-absorbed that he could only think about himself.
Done.
It occurred to me one day that there would be no relationship if I stopped trying. I was doing 100% and he was doing 0%. So one day, I just stopped everything. We didn’t have a final conversation or anything at all. I just stopped talking to him and we never talked again. It was a 4 year relationship. After five years of severe abuse, someone I had just met saw me take a phone call with my then-boyfriend. He came up to me a few days later at our mutual friend’s house and said, ‘I saw your face when you answered the phone. You looked upset and scared. It’s not right for a boyfriend to make you look the way I saw you look. He wasn’t doing it in a creepy way. He wasn’t trying to get into my pants. He was just a nice guy, making an observation and checking to see if I was okay. Plenty of people in my life had told me to get rid of that a***hole, but something about an acquaintance that I had just met making that observation really snapped me out of the fog I had been in. We became friends, and he helped me get away. I am convinced that that relationship would have k***ed me, and 15 years later, I am still so grateful to him for essentially saving my life.
One night, he went to his friend’s apartment and got wasted. He called me at 4 a.m. to come pick him up 30 minutes away. I did as he asked, and just as I am a minute from his friend’s place, my cell rings. It’s him, drunkenly stating, ‘I’m home, thanks for nothing.’ He had driven himself anyway because he didn’t want to wait for me to pick him up and apparently thought I wasn’t actually coming. I snapped my pink Motorola Razr shut and drove back to our place, gathered my s**t, told him I was done, and called my mom. I had put up with three years of cheating, assaults sexually, physically, and verbally, and I was done. My mother’s first words to me were, ‘Thank God. Come home.’ 
He complained about having to go grocery shopping. I had made the menu for the week, planned, budget it and pretty much paid for all of it. It made me so mad I told him to suck it up. He didn’t understand why I couldn’t do it. At the time I was working pretty much two full time jobs and going to school. He was working 30 hrs and used the rest to play video games. I have him a rundown of all I did at home and how much more I paid for everything. He half apologized. That was a big wake up call. Then that weekend he canceled the first date we were going to have in months last minute. He woke up late because he was tired but his friends called and he was up and ready to go in five minutes. By the time he got back home none of his stuff was in the bedroom. And finally I went out with a friend for coffee and I realized that I was laughing. And it hit me that I hadn’t heard myself laugh in a really long time. I almost started crying when I realized how sad my life was and how miserable I felt. When I got back home I told him I was moving out. He asked me where we were moving too. It took him a second to realize that I meant that I was moving out by myself. He suggested therapy, open relationships, he started actually cooking and cleaning but it was too late. A month later I was out of there. He ended up living in his car, crashing it ended up homeless for a bit. Moved in with someone else he got involved with while still trying to get back together with me. His friends reached out to tell me I was over reacting. I wasted over five years with him. Leaving him was the best thing i ever did. My current partner is amazing always has time for me and he will help me out at home even without me asking. 
He had been gaslighting me for our entire relationship, to the point that I started recording our conversations. He said something, and I disagreed and told him he’d said something else previously. He was adamant that I was lying and started to get angry. When I didn’t back down, he told me I needed to go to the doctor to get on medication for my ‘paranoia,’ even though I had proof that I was right. 
When I started to look forward to his business trips, because everything was so much easier and more pleasant when he was gone. I was only cleaning up after myself and an infant! (Which, that sucks in and of itself, but…) There was no second adult making messes and waking me up in the middle of the night to pester me for sex.I got the idea, *this could be every day.*
I made it happen. And then the baby was the only one waking me up, because that’s what babies do.
When I had cancer and had to have surgery. My grandma was coming over and I asked him to do the dishes, not much because I did them before I went to the hospital. He complained the entire time and we got into a fight. He told me it was “his coping skill”. I ended up doing them with a drain coming from my neck.
He called out of work “to help me” but played video games all day long and I did everything for myself.
He took me to my follow up appointment and road raged on our way there, then lectured me after I got upset with him. He wouldn’t come into the appointment with me. I left that day. It’s been 2.5 weeks since I moved back in with my parents and I realize if I had stayed, nothing would have changed. Lies have since come out and he has been blocked. I am healing, mentally and physically. I just can’t believe myself for letting it get that far.
My fiancée barely reacted when I told him I got a big promotion, which involved a 25% pay rise, a car allowance, and managerial responsibilities. He never listened when I talked to him about my job, but this especially stung. We’d been together for seven years and had our wedding planned, deposits paid, and invites sent out. I’m so relieved I realized I didn’t want to spend my life with him when I did. 
When she was so terrible with our finances that I had to get a 2nd job, we had to get roommates, and the whole time she came up with excuse after excuse as to why she couldn’t get another job and why she couldn’t cut back on her spending. And then she turned around and bought her mom a Disney trip on MY credit card without even asking me first or giving me a heads up. I found out when I went pay the bill and it was a couple thousand dollars higher than I expected. I stayed with her for so long because i’d grown up with people saying relationships are hard work. So I thought it was the right thing to do to stay with her and work through our issues together. But at that point I realized I didn’t care if it made me a bad person or an a*****e. i had no desire to continue to be someone’s piggy bank.
6 months after leaving her, I scraped enough together for a down payment on a house. 6 months! I kick myself imagining how much more money I’d have had I left her sooner. That’s how much she was bleeding from me.
Oh hell, mine was the moment back in 2010 when he called his mom on the phone and ask if he could go live with her. He didn’t mention if WE (myself and our 5 year old son) could also live with her. I had to ask him very out loud (so she could hear me) “What about us??!” Then he changed it to, “Oh yeah and them too”. I knew then love was no longer a thing between us and I’d fallen out of love at that very moment. 
I let myself into the house after work after travelling 45 mins one way. It was after 6pm. The house was in darkness. Husband worked from home. He was lying on the couch watching YouTube. He did not get up off the couch to greet me. He was not unwell. No food was ready for dinner. This was the standard situation but this one got to me. Also, my daughter and I were rear ended in the car. We drove it home not far away and went into the house and told him. “How’s the car” he said. Later on I said how it had upset me that he didn’t ask how WE were. Cue shock. “ I could see you were fine!”. I cooked dinner that night with an ice pack on my shoulders.
One day, he crossed a line I did not know I had: He called me a stupid b***h. He had cheated, manipulated, gaslit me, and called me crazy so many times in the couple years we were together, and I stupidly put up with him, but for whatever reason, this was my last straw. I no longer felt weak — I felt angry. I threw all his stuff into the dumpster at my apartment and never spoke to him again. It was so out of character for me, but I felt so powerful.
When our sex life fell apart. We were having sex once every 4-6 months. I was practically begging for it, but every time we tried I realized I didn’t even want him anyway because I was too busy being the manager of the household and basically his mother. I was 29 years old but every time I looked in the mirror I felt like a washed up old woman. That was the last straw. 
I kept going to take a shower and realizing I already had. The only time I had a minute to myself was in the shower. It was like working two full time jobs. Worked all day in the office to drive home to do house work/child care until bed. I would wake up hating life. Now I’m single and so much happier. 
When I had suffered through 1.5 years of post-partum depression without realizing it, and I was sitting on the couch with our child sleeping in my arms, and I was sobbing to my then-husband, saying “Something is wrong with me. I need help. I can’t do this alone.”He didn’t even look up from his phone. He just kept scrolling and flatly said, “I already raised my kids. This one is yours.”
Stayed with him 8.5 more years for a total of 12.
Finally out now, tho!
When he spent daycare money on cigarettes. Our rule was diapers first, even if it meant we ate ramen a few times a week. I scrubbed toilets to cover rent when he lost his jobs. This was after 7 years of me doing 99% anyways, but once I couldn’t make up for his deficiency and it impacted my ability to care for our kids, that was the lightbulb.
Been almost 4 years. Best choice I ever made.
I was doing everything but paying the rent and bills – and I offered to pay a fair portion, but he insisted that he ought to do it. I was keeping house, running errands, making minor repairs, planning dates – you name it, it was me. I was encouraging him to pursue his dream job as a writer, so he would spend his time after work in the office I cleaned up for him and I would bring him his dinner. I found out that he hadn’t been writing at all – he had been playing StarCraft for weeks, maybe months while I waited on him so he could write. THEN I found out that his parents were paying for everything for us. Rent and bills. His paycheck went mostly to buying b******t he didn’t need. I’ve told this story before but his parents weren’t wealthy and his dad worked a very taxing blue-collar job.
when he was nearly 30 and pretended he didn’t know what a baking sheet/cookie sheet was because I asked him to make dinner one night – it was a frozen lasagna, the instructions were to put it on a cookie sheet and shove it in the oven. 
When he sat me down after a long day (of me working 2 jobs, going to school and raising our child) to tell me about how I’m not meeting his “needs” 
For me, it was when my then-husband blamed me for the weather. Everything that was not perfect was always my fault. He’d been unreasonable like this for so long, but him angrily pointing his finger at me because it was raining was the last straw. I made the decision to gently push him out of my life. The most infuriating thing is that, now, he tells everybody how perfect I was and that I never made a mistake. It just…stopped. I had no more mental energy. We were living in a somewhat ‘fundamentalist Christian’ community and I had no support as a wife or a woman. I reached out for help and no one was there. I became s******l. It was oddly enough his boss telling me that I had to be a better wife or leave today. I left that day.
The last straw for me was finding out that his mother was at our place, looking through my drawers and belongings while I was at work. She found my medication and called MY MOTHER to tell her I was a liar for not telling anyone about my health issue (my ex did know; we just didn’t tell her because it was none of her business). I was extremely angry and told my ex what had happened, expecting him to be shocked, too. Turns out he wasn’t. He let his mother snoop in the first place, knew that she called my mom, and didn’t bother to tell me. At that point, there was already a long history of MIL terror, and he just wouldn’t stand his ground or protect me. I left in the evening of that day. 
I got a tattoo of a small flower on the inside of my knee, symbolizing my commitment to being a good mother to my son. Quite a few years after, I graduated from college summa cum laude and wanted another tattoo. I decided I wanted a butterfly on my left breast, right above my heart. He threw a fit and told me he wasn’t going to be married to a tattooed woman. It was all about control and what other people would think. That was it. I got that tattoo, and a lot more since we divorced. I have a full back-piece that comes over the tops of my arms, the outsides of both thighs, one calf, one ankle, and one foot. My current husband loves me, tattoos and all. When I came home from work he was laying on the sofa playing video games.(He was unemployed at the time.) Dishes in the sink, the bed wasn’t made, the house was a mess. He didn’t even lift his head to greet me.
The moment I knew happened the first time he saw me after nine weeks of being apart. Instead of being excited to see me, he snapped at me immediately. I realized I had been happier without him and left for good two days later.
When he punched out my rear view mirror while I was driving because I asked how his job search was going.
In college I was going through premed finals and he offered to make me dinner so I could relax. He had no car and no money so I picked up and paid for the groceries after helping him decide what to make. I get home after a 15 hour day of class work and studying and he was sitting in my apartment using my tv and didn’t start dinner until I asked him to. I ended up having to coach him through the entire dinner until I was the one actually making the dinner. My roommate pointed it out to me in passing and I woke up.
Also, this is a friendly plug to everyone in this thread to read Fed Up by Gemma Hartley. You will feel so validated.
The last straw was when I caught him smirking while yelling at me. That smirk ended 20 years of marriage.
Oh, there were a ton. But something that was just the beginning of the end— He abandoned me when I almost died during my c-section. When he came back he only had a half a**ed apology. And he didn’t even bother to buy me flowers Twas a lonely time in my life. And the beginning of a darker, harder, lonelier time. 
My breaking point was when he cheated on me — for the third time that week — with a person online who wasn’t even real. I know this because anyone could see that it was a fake account, and this was later confirmed to be true. I was dumb enough to give him a chance after the first time, but I was done. He then tried to convince me that my new boyfriend was cheating on me, in an effort to win me back. You mean… like you did? What a clown. When he didn’t show up while I was hospitalized pregnant with our baby. When he didn’t show up to the NICU. When he wouldn’t even bother to wake up on a Saturday to spend time with me. I’m in it still but I want out
When he had an affair while I was busy taking care of everything so he could golf on the weekends to “relax after working all week” (we both worked full time) and then blamed me because I wasn’t a good partner. All while not noticing that I was deeply depressed.
The last straw — that literally snapped something in my brain — was him suggesting we get separate bedrooms. I highly, highly suspected he was cheating AGAIN, but I had no solid proof. I knew him well, and I knew his ‘plan’ was to keep me around for ‘wifey stuff’ and to keep up appearances, because his family looks down on divorce. So, when the time came, I told him we were getting a divorce instead. In the end, this actually forced him to have his side chick move in. I ended up telling his family about the divorce, because he tried to hide it, hoping I’d change my mind. I didn’t. He got everything he wanted, and he still wasn’t happy. Since our divorce though, I’ve never been happier. It was a rough way to get there, but so worth it.
When he became my fourth child. I gave birth to 3 children, I didn’t need a fourth
When he told me that I’ve done nothing to show my love for him, even though I was the one constantly making him feel validated and fully supported financially. We were married for six years, and I was just blind, maybe not willing to give up on the marriage. It didn’t go downhill right away, he just got more and more lazy during the years, leaving all the chores for me (I also had a full-time job). Luckily, we didn’t have kids. Trying to talk to him did nothing. The lightbulb moment: I guess it happened when I came across a guy who was kind to me and thought of my needs (unlike my ex). It wasn’t at all easy to admit to myself that the marriage was over. I broke down because I had been ignoring my feelings for so long.
He called me a “hypocrite feminist” one too many times.
But it never actually occurred to me that the balance of the meal planning/housework was tipped in his favor until much later. While I was in a relationship with him it was more like a gut feeling that something was off.
What happened was that I left for Germany to do my PhD (questionable decision, I’m not sure I regret it or not), but he was really negative the whole time. He wanted us to stay in Romania (=home country) and was telling me to come back and give up at every chance he got until I just stopped talking to him about it completely. Then we broke up because of the distance.
And à few months after being single in a different country, I just sort of realized that my work load at home didn’t change. I was equally as busy as I used to be when I lived with him. Then I started talking to some people and figured out what the b did.
When we split the house work, he chose things that seem difficult but aren’t done as often. For instance, he was in charge of cleaning the floors, which happens once a week, and I was in charge of cleaning the dishes, which happens way more often. And whenever he was in charge of the food situation, he would just bring some food from his aunt (who cooked with lard… à lot of lard…). So every time I would find the food gross, I wouldn’t eat it and I would do something else to eat just cuz I didn’t want to starve. And, of course because I’m such a kind idiot, I would prepare some for him as well.
We literally talked about splitting the food duties in half and this guy would almost always find a way out of it.
And these situations were what I would complain about or just be too tired to do anything about it and just leave my “chores” undone. So he would get upset with me and call me a “hypocrite feminist” for pushing stuff onto him. He would say things like “if you don’t want me to treat you like a woman in the past, then don’t treat me like a woman either”. But, of course, he would also pretend like women in the past weren’t treated badly…
I was away for a couple of months, about a month in I cried on the phone with him because I missed him, and all I wanted was to know I wasn’t alone in this, that he missed me too. He got angry and said I’m asking too much of him. So he stopped talking to me, cuz I was upset he didn’t miss me.
Lots of little things… but really cemented everything when I was trying to have a conversation (he didn’t talk much) and I really wanted to talk and have an actual conversation and he told me how I “didn’t give him much to work with” 🙄
When my STBXH told me I was replaceable, and when he told me “you make less money, so you deserve to do more.”
Our sex life practically vanished and people in my life started to open my eyes to just how bad the relationship was. I wasn’t perfect in it by any means and should’ve left a lot sooner, but Jesus Christ it was such a miserable relationship with so many unwarranted hardships and so much emotional turmoil.
Simple: He didn’t want to go to a museum with me. It was the straw that broke the camel’s back, after all that happened. He likes to tell people that’s why I left him…not all the other issues we had.
When he told me I should tell him what he should do that would make me happy? I mean if YOU on your OWN cannot think of single thing that would be able make me feel prioritised in your life and want ME to tell you even THAT. Then sorry bye! [ad_2] Gabija Palšytė
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John Deering for Dec 23, 2023 – John Deering, Humor Times
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John Deering is chief editorial cartoonist for the Arkansas Democrat-Gazette, the state’s largest newspaper. Five times a week, his cartoon comments entertain (or sometimes enrage) readers throughout Arkansas, in Washington, D.C., and across the country.
Winner of the National Press Foundation’s 1997 Berryman Award, Deering also gained top honors in the 1994 national John Fischetti Cartoon Competition and was the seven-time winner of the Arkansas Press Association’s Best Editorial Cartoonist award.
Deering’s work is collected in two books: Deering’s State of Mind (1990) and We Knew Bill Clinton … Bill Clinton Was a Friend of Ours (1993, with Vic Harville). He is a 14-year member of the American Association of Editorial Cartoonists.
Born in 1956 in Little Rock, Deering has been drawing since his childhood fascination with science fiction and dinosaurs — subjects he made into comic books. After studying art with Truman Alston, Deering focused on commercial and fine art at the University of Arkansas at Little Rock. Along the way, he found his strength in interlocking art with comment.
At the Democrat-Gazette, Deering advanced from layout artist to editorial cartoonist in 1981-82. His promotion to chief editorial cartoonist in 1988 made his cartoons the state’s best-known. Deering also creates the comic panel Too Much Coffee.
He and his wife, Kathy, have a daughter and two sons, and live in Little Rock. He still draws dinosaurs.
Check out his comic strips, Zack Hill and Strange Brew.
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Chris Britt for Dec 23, 2023 – Chris Britt, Humor Times
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Chris Britt’s political cartoons are sometimes controversial, often outrageous and always thought-provoking. His take-no-prisoners style has been entertaining readers since 1991.
A self-described liberal, Britt nevertheless delights in skewering deserving politicians of every persuasion. His numerous awards include first place for editorial cartooning from the Washington Press Association in 1995, the National Press Foundation’s Berryman Award as editorial cartoonist of the year in 1994, and the Sigma Delta Chi Award for editorial cartooning from the Society of Professional Journalists in 2009.
When he’s not cartooning, Britt volunteers as a mentor for high-school students and at a stay-in-school program. Before joining The State Journal-Register, he was a cartoonist at The Seattle Times, the Sacramento Union, the Houston Post and The News Tribune of Tacoma, Wash.
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Dudes posting their wins online is the positive content we love to see (25 Photos)
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Time for some positivity on the timeline. We’ve collected a batch of dudes celebrating their wins on the internet. Life is short, and if we don’t stop to celebrate the little things – as well as the big – then what are we doing here?
Dudes helping dudes, and lifting each other up will never not be cool, so I’m happy to share these galleries any day of the week. Enjoy!
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Woman, Notorious For Stealing Workers’ Snacks, Gets Brutally Shamed At Work Party
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What did you bring to your office’s holiday potluck? Perhaps some freshly baked cupcakes, mac and cheese made with your grandma’s famous recipe, or a delicious platter of chocolate chip cookies? Or maybe just a Tupperware container to steal food from everyone else…
Below, you’ll find a story that was shared on Reddit detailing how one company’s holiday party turned into a memorable event where the company “snack stealer” finally got called out for all of her entitled actions.
Holiday potlucks are all about sharing a lovely meal with others
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But when one woman decided to let greed cloud her judgment, her colleagues made sure that her theft didn’t go unnoticed
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“She was an older woman with some significant health concerns, so of course, at first, no one thought she could be responsible for the disappearing snacks”
We reached out to the woman who shared this story in the first place, Reddit user NotARobotDefACyborg, and lucky for us, she was kind enough to share a few more details about the situation with Bored Panda. The OP noted that she was inspired to tell this story after reading another post about people in an office setting helping themselves to desk snacks.
We also wanted to know more about Susan (which apparently wasn’t her real name) and how she managed to get away with this behavior for so long. “[She] was a long time employee, and we worked in a government office,” NotARobotDefACyborg shared. “She was an older woman with some significant health concerns, so of course, at first, no one thought she could be responsible for the disappearing snacks and drinks.”
“After all, why would she steal?” the OP asked. “And the answer to that was, apparently, a ridiculous sense of entitlement to other people’s things. But I’m pretty sure that her long tenure played a significant role in her not being caught until that one holiday party. Seems she just couldn’t resist her own greed and entitlement.”
“She made 5 times my pay and could very easily have gotten any of these things herself”
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Thankfully, NotARobotDefACyborg shared that this was the only job that she’s ever had issues with a colleague taking some of her things. “It was especially impactful because I was very young, it was my first ‘real’ job, and this woman helping herself to my little treats reached my pettiness threshold, since she made 5 times my pay and could very easily have gotten any of these things herself.”
“The other young coworker who sat across from me turned out to be the other person most stolen from (she was the girl who kept her Diet Cokes under the desk),” the OP continued. And as far as what she thought of the responses to her post, she shared that “overall, they were very positive and supportive.”
While the idea of stealing from a colleague probably sounds ridiculous to most of us, it turns out that Susan isn’t the only snack thief in the world. According to a survey from Business Wire, a whopping 18% of employees admit to having eaten someone else’s lunch right out of the communal fridge. And while this isn’t the only issue that can stir up conflicts within an office, it’s certainly an easy way to get on a colleague’s bad side.
If food theft is an issue in your workplace, don’t hesitate to reach out to your manager or HR
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Insight reports that two thirds of employees have actually experienced significant conflicts in their workplaces. As far as what’s most likely to create beef between coworkers, opposing personality types, lack of communication and differing management styles are the top reasons cited for issues. And while we all try to remain professional in the workplace, these issues can often inspire workers to find new employment, as 15% revealed that they’ve actually resigned from a job due to conflicts in the office.
When it comes to dealing with a food thief in the workplace, you might not want to react too quickly. After all, once or twice someone may have accidentally grabbed your yogurt instead of their own or forgotten which things in the fridge were up for grabs. But if it’s a recurring issue, Kate Palmer, an HR advice and consultancy director at Peninsula, told Metro that the employer may need to address the issue to ensure it stops. After all, if you’re repeatedly spending money on food that vanishes and leaves you lunchless, that can become a serious problem.
We’d love to hear your thoughts on Susan the snack stealer in the comments below, pandas. Have you ever had to deal with a similar situation at work? Then, if you’re interested in reading another Bored Panda article discussing food theft at work, look no further than right here!
Amused readers shared their reactions to the story, and the OP joined in on the conversation
Some even had similar stories of their own to share
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The Funniest Cartoons by Drew Panckeri
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Have you heard about Drew Panckeri? He’s a brilliant cartoonist from the greatest country in the world – the US of A and has been living there since his birth in 1985. Since, he has developed a variety of occupations and preoccupations – working as a cartoonist, a fine arts painter, and more. Since 2015 Drew has been publishing with the likes of The New Yorker and Mad Magazine. Scroll down to check out our favorites!
Since Drew has not yet published a book, we won’t include a link to Amazon and won’t make any money as an Amazon Associates affiliate. You’re welcome.
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