A Few Answers To Questions You Always Wondered About

March 20, 2019 | No Comments » | Topics: Answers

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What’s it like to have big boobs?

My breasts aren’t enormous to the point of looking disproportionate to my body, but they are definitely very large, and I’ve gotten a lot of comments from people because of them.

I remember when I first started getting boobs, I hoped for cute, perky, small ones like the kinds I saw on strong female characters in movies and TV shows. Big-breasted women were always the dumb, overly-sexualized bimbos in the media.

So when my boobs reached DD status by the beginning of high school, I was far from pleased. I remember people I knew, especially my mother, commenting on my boobs a lot, and so I began hiding then under baggy T-shirts and sweaters. I didn’t like how sexualized I became just for wearing a V-neck in public, while my sister could wear flimsy spaghetti straps without a problem. People stared at me a lot, both men and women. It didn’t feel good.

I hated fellow students, particularly the girls, making comments about it. I hated the physics teacher who used to sit on the edge of my desk, and blatantly flirt, whilst the rest of the class watched on. I hated being leered at on the street. I hated people drawing attention to it. I don’t mind being the centre of attention, if it’s for an achievement of mine, or something I’m proud of. But I hated that my breasts drew attention to me, in a way that has always left me feeling dirty, and vulnerable. I tried to explain the feeling to someone once and the best comparison I can make is this: when I was 13, a girl took a photograph up my skirt; it is that same, exact feeling of having no control over your body, feeling ashamed, embarrassed and exposed. As an adult, being seen in a sexual light is less intrusive, but I still struggle to shake that feeling of vulnerability.

Now that high school is over, I’ve finally mustered up the courage to start wearing shirts that don’t reach all the way up to my collar bone. It’s absolutely incredible how differently people look at you and treat you based on how big your breasts are. Whenever I walk around outside, it’s like there is a giant blinking target on my chest. Sometimes people go as far as turning their heads to stare. Sometimes people look twice. Sometimes a guy with yell out something or honk his horn at me.

The thing is, it doesn’t feel like a compliment when a guy stares at my boobs. If anything, it feels like all he can see is a walking sex object. It doesn’t make me feel pretty, or feminine, or anything special. It makes me feel dehumanized and watched.

There are lots of other things that come with big boobs, like back pain, discomfort during exercise, and multiple bras. But the biggest thing my size has done is gotten me a lot of attention.

Ultimately, despite the negatives, I think it is an advantage to have big boobs, and I’m glad I have them.

– Anonymous



How do inmates in prison find out who committed what crime?

The prisoners generally ask for your “paperwork”. Basically they wanna see paperwork that relates to your arrest and conviction. If you refuse they will assume you are a rapist or child molester and make an effort to stab or kill you. The CDCR is REQUIRED by law to make your case materials or appellate materials available to you. If you do not have that “paperwork” showing what you’re in there for, you will have to get it to show those of your race who care…exactly what you’re in there for. Other times, because correctional officers also hate child molesters and rapists, they will tell a gang leader what you are in there for with the intention that you be killed. I know someone that was killed like that.



How does a ‘shill’ for an organization operate online?

Former PR worker here, 99% of our job is to convince people that something that is fucking them over is actually good for them. The whole concept of ‘shills’ has somehow became a conspiracy theory when in reality it’s just PR workers who are paid by a company to defend their product/service. My last job was defending fracking.

Anytime a post containing keywords was submitted to a popular website we where notified and it was our job to just list off talking points and debate the most popular comments. Fracking was an easy one to defend because you could paint people as anti-science if they where against it. The science behind fracking is sound and if done properly is safe, so you just focus on this point. You willfully ignore the fact that fracking is done by people who almost never do it properly and are always looking to cut corners.

Your talking points usually contain branching arguments if people try to debate back. For example my next point would be to bring up that these companies are regulated so they couldn’t cut corners or they would be fined, all the while knowing that these agencies are either underfunded or have been captured by the very industry they are trying to regulate.

The final talking point, if someone called you out on all your counterpoints, was to simply try to paint them as a wackjob. Suggest they are crazy for thinking agencies who are suppose to protect them have been bought and paid for. Bring up lizard people to muddy the waters. A lot of people will quickly distance themselves from something if it is accused of being a conspiracy theory, and a lot of them are stupid enough that you can convince them that believing businesses conspiring to break the law to gain profit is literally the same as believing in aliens and bigfoot.

Just to clarify I am not an expert in the field of fracking, I am just a PR worker who worked on a fracking campaign and used it as an example. I got into a few heated debates about fracking in replies to this comment and some things I said might be wrong because as I said I am not an expert. I don’t want this to take away from the actual point of this comment which is to make people aware of PR workers and how they try to sway online discussions.



What Do Chefs Do Aside From Cooking?

Let me eliminate all the cooking (of which I, and most chefs, do very little) and all the things concerning direct supervision of cooking.

In the morning I do a stock muster and make sure we have everything we need to make it through the day. I read my team’s notes and the front of the house notes and try to understand what I need to order to have it here in a timeframe that allows me to never run out and nothing to come too early and spoil.

I attempt to make my dishes cheaper without sacrificing quality. I do this once every few weeks, call purveyors and see what I can do, etc.

I then go though my bills, pay them, call around for all other things bureaucratic, make shift plans and read my work emails. If someone called in sick, I send WhatsApp or SMS messages around and see if I can get them replaced.

By now it’s noon, I talk to the prep cooks, do bossy things, like reprimand, acknowledge, praise, and ask for feedback and concerns. Sometimes I have to spend some time in private with one of the prep cooks if something comes up.

I then meet with the Maitre d’ and the Sommelier to make sure we have everything squared, get their feedback on my guys and gals, my food, and through them customer feedback. I give the Sommelier my wine needs list, she goes fill them, and I talk with the Maitre d’ about covers and expected fill on the place. I also relay my guys’ concerns with his people, and pass on praise.

I spend 30 minutes doing Internet research on Yelp, etc. to see what people wrote about us.

By now, my Sous is in, and we grab tools and fix equipment. Things break, we have to get them working before the kitchen goes hot.

My cooks file in, I do the same things I did with the prep shift, ask about needs, etc. I also have someone cook all the new stuff and specials to feed to the waiters when they come in in an hour.

Lots of cooking ensues here.

After the rush phase I go back and do more administrative work. I’m incorporating what I heard that day, schedule maternity leaves, vacations, do all the parole and court stuff I have to do for some of my cooks, write emails to suppliers and manufacturers. I show the Maitre d’ my new idea for a plate, see if there’s a reason the front of the house wouldn’t want to have those dishes on those plates (they’re the boss there, I can only suggest), and I pull cooks off the line to talk to them if I have to.

I start cleaning when the kitchen goes cold, cooks help (usually the FNG and someone who screwed up that day), Sous goes home.

I do my cover reports for the day, have a drink with the other middle managers in the joint, and go home myself.

– Jonas Mikka Luster



What does it feel like to freeze to death?

We were stranded out there for three hours. It was the first time I ever understood why freezing to death is sometimes described as peaceful or soothing or just like falling asleep, descriptions that had always seemed to hint at some unfathomable mind-transformation within the freezing person, some power extreme cold had to enchant the brain’s basic mechanisms of homeostasis. It didn’t feel violent, that was the thing. Even with the wind ripping past you. It was like certain parts of your body just accrued this strange hush. Like you were disappearing piece by piece. I thought I’d be warmer outside and walking around than inside Nugget, so I would sort of exaggeratedly move one limb at a time, my left arm or whatever, and while I was concentrating on my left arm my right leg would start to be erased.

More than affecting my sense perceptions, though, the cold seemed to affect the way I thought about my sense perceptions. I’d take my glove off to adjust a zipper and lose feeling in my hand almost immediately and instead of thinking Holy no I need to get my glove back on right this second I’d sort of pause and go My, how interesting that my hand feels as though it’s visibly translucent. Then my brain’s inbox would gently ding. PLEASE DON’T DIE.

–  Brian Phillips


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