Embarrassment
SANTA FLAWS
IT was the great winter of 2018 — the winter of my discontent — and me and a former friend (we’ll call him Gary) were working at a big time finance company. We were living large. Kings among commoners. But really, in fact, we were just glorified errand runners. Gofer being the proper terminology for such a miserable creature.
Miles PenPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsThey Said Host Thanksgiving, What Could Go Wrong
Thanksgiving is a time for family and friends. It's supposed to be a time of remembering the things you have to be thankful for and the things that are truly important. Yet, not all Thanksgivings are what they're supposed to be, and the introduction of new influences can sometimes knock a decent Thanksgiving from being memorable, right into the record books.
Jason Ray MortonPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsA failed Thanksgivings
November 20th, 2018 I'm 39 weeks into my pregnancy, and the baby is coming any moment now, but my mother-in-law had the brilliant idea to make me angry, offend me and called me a pig. So my huge ego decided that the best solution was to go to New York and spend the holidays with my aunts.
May sanzPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsThe Lowest Jink
We were known as the Lone Wolf Tribe, and many thought it to be an oxymoron. Lone Wolves belong to no tribe, they said. Lone Wolves are, by definition, lone.
liellPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsAn Evening In Paris
One of the highlights of my MBA in LBS was the MBAT trip. I should probably explain what the TLA - three-lettered acronym mean: MBA - Masters in Business Administration, LBS - London Business School and MBAT - Masters in Business Administration Tournament. MBAT is a fancy excuse to get drunk disguised as a sports tournament between MBA schools.
Anu SundaramPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsChristmas With Cops
Being born and bred in the Southern US, holiday gatherings may seem a little... different than what the Hallmark cards portray. For starters, the holiday seasons around here usually coincide with hunting season. Being part of a family of avid hunters, it is not an uncommon sight to see antlers hanging on the walls and to overhear talk amongst my uncles and male cousins about their latest trophies. Furthermore, no holiday gathering is complete without the men in my family congregating outside to examine a new "toy" brought by one of the others and testing it out. Usually, it's some kind of firearm, but there are occasions when it differs.
Natalie GrayPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsWhat could go wrong?
First, you must understand, just out of university, I fell in among actors…and, I never looked back. The other things is…I love Christmas! I have loved it since I was a child and it has never, ever, lost its allure for me.
N. Harold DonleyPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsAn Unforgettable Easter
There were less than ten people at our house that day including myself, and it's a guarantee that not one of us has forgotten that Easter.
Heather HublerPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsHeart Attack Holiday
It should have been a day we would remember fondly for the rest of our lives. Our first Christmas together as a couple. Surrounded by my family at the lakeside vacation home of my new in-laws, I had never been so excited for a holiday get-together. Nervous as I may have been, my affairs had never been in better order.
New Cult KingPublished about a year ago in ConfessionsAm I going to hell?
“Am I going to hell?” I wearily asked my older sister. “Probably.” She smiled. That is how that Easter began or ended, honestly it is kind of a blur. But it was a valid question.
ZazaPublished about a year ago in Confessions“I’ve seen you naked before”
“you have the most beautiful eyes,” the doctor tells me as he tries to reassure my nerves while also redirecting his exam nurse; they had an uncomfortable understanding. It was my very first time crunching the paper sheets beneath my legs and wishing I could rewind to the age of 7; a time when life was basically gumdrops and lollipops.
Greer MonroePublished about a year ago in ConfessionsMy Random Thoughts While Getting Blown
I was in the middle of getting blown last night when I had a number of random thoughts. This doesn’t always happen when I’m being blown, but it occasionally can. When it does, it makes me laugh.
Jason ProvencioPublished about a year ago in Confessions