In the category of weird, random coworker comments, one of mine today repositioned my hand from where my thumb was hooked into my skirt waistband around to the side. When I gave him a "WTF?" look, his explanation was that "Guys hook their thumbs into their belt loops." My response was, "Oh, I don't pay attention to that stuff."

He then apologized for messing with me and said he'd had a rough morning, but it was still bizarre and random. But not without precedent.

Way too many weird co-workers out there. Chatty reminds me a bit of Dr. Brennan on Bones.

Only not as smart ... and probably not as pretty.

eta: and I still think there's a good chance he's being deliberately obnoxious

Now I really want Chipotle for lunch.

Chatty reminds me a bit of Dr. Brennan on Bones.

But without the intelligence and good looks, I'm assuming. (xpost w/ Toddson!)

I just told amyth about the Buffy reboot and her response was, "I don't like it. I like my boot where it is."

This is why I'm happy I work at home.

Alone.

The dogs don't pull judgment on anything I eat other than to give me the "Is there bacon?" Expression of Hopefulness.

Now I want a Chipotle burrito too! (looks at calendar and counts days until this is possible...26)

No news on the baby yet.

Slowly switching ADs is kicking my ass. Weird dreams, too much sleep, and a pounding headache.

But it really sounds like an upper or middle (to the extent that there was a middle) class approach. Your average peasant (i.e. the bulk of the world) didn't have much in the way of propterty, etc. to worry about. I suspect that in large swaths of the world young people have always followed their hearts/nads, paired up, and raised families.

That's actually true, marriage was a class thing. Poor folk would hook up, and if a baby resulted they'd move in together and everyone would way, "Sven and Inga, they're a nice couple, aren't they?" When the local priest came by, he'd baptise the baby, maybe bless the couple, but that was all the official recognition needed.

Parent-type people, I think I have a dilemma. Well, tell me if I do.

This morning, I went to my niece's school to see her perform in her play. (SO CUTE!) My niece introduces me to her teacher, who turns out to be my friend's BATSHIT CRAZY ex-girlfriend (and I say this legitimately, as in when they broke up, she called my friend and threatened to commit suicide (and I seem to recall made a bullshit attempt), my friend ended up seeing a counselor about it, etc.) Now, it's been at least 5 or 6 years since the incident, she seems to have her shit together. My niece is happy at the school, and bro and SIL like it.

Question is - do I tell them what I know? I'm thinking that I should keep my mouth shut, but as a parent, would you want to know what I know?