My wife is a lawyer. Basically every time we meet a new group of people, one of them inevitably says something along the lines of “Oh, my son is thinking about going to law school.
You have any advice?”
And every time my wife says the same thing, “Don’t do it.”
Quick ways to tell someone isn’t a good person:
Extremely rude to servers, retail staff, or drivers
Takes minor inconveniences out on people who can’t talk back
Labels cruel behavior as "just being brutally honest"
How someone treats people they have leverage over is always their default state.
You learn everything about someone the second they think nobody's watching them around an animal.
Had a guest over who shoved my 70lb dog off the couch just to take the spot, then aggressively started petting him the moment he caught me staring.
Dropped him immediately.
Was in line at a homeware store earlier. Grown man in his 60s threw a massive tantrum because a travel mug wasn’t on sale.
Cashier was maybe 18, just standing there fighting back tears.
It’s wild how comfortable people are taking their life frustration out on retail kids.
Went to see someone I was casually dating. Texted "see you soon, craving snacks" on the way.
Got there and she asked where the food was. I said I thought she meant for herself, and she completely lost it—grabbed a knife screaming that if a woman mentions food, you just bring it.I backed out, and then she ran out sobbing.
Absolute whiplash.
Saw a dating story that stuck with me: guy was 20 minutes late picking up some boba, and she completely lost her mind at him in the parking lot.
He hasn't dated anyone in almost a year. She was in her thirties.
I’ve been secretly manipulating my wife’s performance reviews for 4 years.
She works public service—zero recognition. Whenever she mentions a great citizen call at dinner, I use her anonymous feedback link to write a 5-star review.
Her boss praises her. She comes home beaming.
I’m taking this to the grave.
My husband still brags about pulling off a "complete surprise" proposal 18 months ago.
I knew from the exact day he went to design the ring. He was so nervous and excited that I just played dumb.
I still do. I always will. Sometimes loving someone means guarding their pride.
I work at a public library. One adult spent half an hour fighting us over wearing shoes.
Feet resting on top of her shoes. Not in them. Demanded to see the director. Recruited a stranger to her side, who politely told her to just hear us out. She didn’t.
Then she announced a five-minute countdown “to think.” Wouldn’t speak to us the whole time.
Then she put the shoes on.
All that, for the exact outcome we asked for at the start.
He chased me for two exits.
It started small. I honked at a car drifting between lanes.
He didn’t apologize. He sped up beside me, gave me the finger, and pulled out his phone to film.
My exit home was usually jammed anyway, so I made a call:
Forget home. Mall time.
One lap. He followed.
Second lap. Still behind me.
Before a third, he gave up and got back on the highway.
No speeding. No brake-checking. No yelling.
Easily the calmest revenge I’ve ever pulled off.
Light turned green. The car ahead didn’t move. I tapped my horn.
That’s it. One tap.
A few blocks later, he swerved across lanes to follow me. Horn blaring, riding my bumper, screaming at me in the rearview mirror, face twisted with rage.
I drove in circles around the blocks, waiting for him to lose interest.
5 minutes.
Doesn’t sound like much. But in broad daylight, in a parking lot, with someone using his car as a weapon, laying on the horn and threatening you?
It’s the longest 5 minutes of your life.
All because I honked once at a green light.
My coworker screamed at the vending machine because it took his dollar without dropping his chips.
Nobody is actually losing their mind over a $1 bag of chips.
They're losing it over the unpaid bills, the commute, the micromanaging boss, and the fact that a bag of chips was literally the only good thing scheduled for their entire Tuesday.
Be gentle with people.
Hot take: Being a physician in the modern healthcare system is no longer a prestigious white-collar career.
It’s shift work with an MD attached. You take 100% of the malpractice liability while hospital administrators and private equity pocket 80% of the value you generate.
The most overlooked home-buying filter: prevailing wind direction.
Worked years in aerospace. The plant pumped out low-dose carcinogens 24/7 right across from our dorms.
It won't kill you today, but it compounds over 20 years into chronic illness.
Check what sits upwind before you sign.
The dirty secret of medicine, law, and consulting:
People only envy your title. Nobody envies your calendar.
Trading 80 hours a week for money you have zero free time or energy to enjoy isn't success. It's just a golden hamster wheel.
"Clear your mind" is terrible sleep advice. Your brain can't do blank—it panics and fills the silence with life regrets.
Give it low-stakes friction instead:
Count backward from 300 by 3s. Or name an animal for every letter from A to Z.
Bore your working memory to sleep.