10/29/24 - I suspect it’s some kind of drug at work, but I have no proof.
“An American coworker of mine is allergic to nuts. Whenever we gather around to eat sunflower sees or walnuts and invite him, he always turns us down.
The very first midsummer festival he was in China for, the company gave out a mooncake gift box to every employee, and he grabbed one at random to try. After he was done, we asked if he liked it, and discovered then that the one he ate was nut-flavoured. We were terrified, immediately grabbed him and rushed him to the hospital, but even after we got there, his allergy symptoms never showed up.
Now he eats everything. He’s even better at cracking sunflower sees than me.
Why is this?”
Comments say, “If you eat it frequently and in large amounts, your immune system can identify the proteins in nuts and won’t overreact to them anymore, and you stop being allergic. Allergies are just your immune system freaking out over nothing.”
“I’ve seen a lot of this—people are allergic in America but perfectly fine in China, including myself. I suspect it’s some kind of drug at work, but I have no proof.”
“Maybe he’s just allergic to pesticides and Chinese nut farms don’t use that kind of pesticides?”
“A guy in our department is so fucking lucid. He was born in 96. And when he went on a first date, the girl was born in 1994. They talked and he found out that she made 600K a year, with a car, a house, and plenty in savings, and she didn’t look half bad either. But as soon as he heard what this girl had to say, he hesitated. It was a total challenge to all his values. He figured he wouldn’t be happy living like that.
This was their first time meeting each other, and the girl didn’t hold anything back at all. As soon as she heard that he made 13K a month with a house fully paid off, she said outright, “I’m 30-years-old. The only reason I’m dating is for marriage. I need to confirm all the things I heard from the matchmaker, so I put time aside to meet you, but you seem just like how they described.”
She paused and continued, “To be honest, I’m pretty satisfied with you, but I just want to make some things clear. If you can accept it, we can continue. If you can’t accept it, then just pretend you didn’t hear anything.
Aside from work, I have zero interest in any housework. I refuse to touch a kitchen. In my ideal marriage, my husband would take care of the household while I worked as the breadwinner. My salary still has room to grow. I’ll pay him a wage after marriage too, but of course, I’m not going to give him money for free.”
She glanced at my coworker and continued. “Aside from taking care of me, he has to take care of my parents too. What do you think?”
My coworker laughed at that. He figured although his income wasn’t top-tier or anything, he was still quite successful and not under the burden of a mortgage or anything. Marrying such a strong woman would just be bringing frustration into his life.
So he laughed and said, “What you’re looking for is a maid, not a husband. This isn’t what I want.” And he strode off.
I just want to ask, single guys out there making more than 10K a month, would you guys feel anything for a girl like this?”
Comments say, “You make 600K a year and you want your husband to take care of your parents? What the hell? Just hire a nurse yourself.”
“Just buy a robot and it’ll take care of all your needs. How simple.”
“Not bad. At least they were both honest.”
“Back in Hangzhou, a friend took me to a bar once. IT was underground, with a lot of neon spray paint on black walls, and lockers for your stuff. There’s two big guys in suits guarding the door, and they gave me a wristband.
It was super hyped up inside, with music that almost deafened me. People had to get right up next to my ear to talk to me. And these hot guys and girls would come by and drink with me regularly. I was super shy—I didn’t know any of these people at all. And I was wondering all night who’s that outgoing?
I told everyone I knew about this, that strangers came by to drink with me and gloating about it…And then I found out that this was the “atmosphere guys” at a bar, whose job is to use up people’s alcohol so they buy more…
Sigh.”
Comments say, “Sorry, I envisioned big guy in sunglasses slapped handcuffs on you and shut the door behind you, and I was wondering if this was an S&M-themed bar.”
“OMG, you’re so cute.”
“I read wristband as handcuff too, and figured what the hell kind of bar was that progressive.”
#Person who abandoned baby girl in a Chongqing public bathroom has been found. “On the 29th of October, someone posted a video claiming to have found a baby girl inside a public bathroom in Chongqing’s Bishan district, with a note next to her. The note read, “Healthy baby girl, no history of illness in family, intact limbs, healthy body. Father passed away from accident and I cannot raise her. Please take her to an orphanage or adopt her. I don’t want her to suffer with me.”
Bishan District police station worker said they have already been involved in the abandoned baby girl case but cannot reveal any details. Bishan District Women’s Association workers explain that after confirming with the cops, they have already found the person who abandoned the girl. The identity hasn’t been revealed yet, but the child has not been taken to an orphanage.”
Comments say, “Lots of people would fight to have custody of her. Please give her to people with love to spare.”
“Please do not send her back to her original family!”
“People who don’t have kids desperately want them, and people who have kids abandon them. Sigh…”
A compilation of ER stories:
“Got in a car accident when I was 16 years old and a whole bunch of doctors jumped on me, sprinting through the halls with my cart, leaping at the elevator like leopards, screaming at people to get out of the way. And after a bunch of check ups, they found out the only reason I was spitting up blood was because a tooth fell out and my mouth tore a bit and I swallowed too much blood…And then whoosh, everyone was gone.”
“I got ran over by a scooter March this year, and my head was covered in blood. Got to the ER and they had me cut right to the front of the line. The guy behind me had stomach troubles and literally shat all over the floor and nobody cared.”
“When I was on my rounds, I started felling unwell, so I measured my own blood pressure, and it was 58 over 47. The director happened to see the blood pressure reading and hurried to ask, all panicked, “Whose blood pressure is that?” And I was like, “It’s mine.” And he was like, “Oh, that’s okay then. Low blood pressure means you live longer.”
“When I had a baby, the doctors were in a big rush too, because if they didn’t hurry, I was going to deliver that baby right on the hospital’s doorsteps. After all their hard work, I was able to have my baby in the corridor to the delivery room.”
“When I had my C-section, I coughed once, and the anaesthesiologist immediately leaped up and asked me why I coughed. And I was just dumbfounded. He kept pressing to know why I coughed, and I was like, “I have a cold?” And he was like, “Oh, it’s okay then. Do you still want to cough?” And I was like, “…Yes?” And he was like, “Go ahead.””
“I had no idea I was allergic to Cephalosporin. They did a skin test and I was fine. So the nurse hooked me up to an IV, and in 2-3 minutes, I started having a really obvious reaction—sweating, pounding heart, big lumps all over me. I felt so bad that I had my husband call over the nurse and she was just terrified into a panic when she saw me. She called for the doctor, and a whole floor’s worth of doctors rushed my way. I remember being surrounded and being grilled with a whole bunch of questions. I have no idea how they resolved it in the end, I just remember falling asleep. My husband said that looking at how big of a deal it was, he thought I was going to die.”
“When I got sick and went to the ER in the middle of the night, the ER doctor read my reports and told me I had leukaemia, and explained my situation to me in detail. He went on for quite a while, and a young couple behind me got annoyed and demanded to know why we were taking so long. And the doctor was a firecracker too. He was like, “You can take just as long if you have leukaemia.” And they just lowered their head and hurried away XD All of a sudden, I felt like there were some benefits to having leukaemia.”
“Diagnostics. One time, a family member came in to drop off blood in the middle of the night. I was like, “Leave it here. You’ll have the results in 90 minutes.” And she was like, “I’m in a hurry. Can’t you do it any faster?” And I was like, “This is the ER. Everyone is in a hurry.” And she mumbled something about how the doctors were worried about a Type A Aortic Dissection, and I immediately leaped up and told the next kiddo and their parent in line to wait a minute. After about half an hour or so, the ER called and told me to run all of this guy’s tests ASAP, and I told them that his results were already out. When your life is actually in danger, the entire healthcare system, even all the parts you can’t see, are working as hard as they can.”
“I was allergic to penicillin when I was a little kid. I didn’t have a reaction at the time, but when I got out of the hospital, I swelled up all over and got super dizzy. I remember a whole bunch of nurses and doctors sprinting as they pushed me along. And when I got older, I became one of the people sprinting along.”
“I felt unwell today so I left work early. Didn’t know that my life would be changed because I went home early.
I got home and I heard my MIL talking in her room. I guess she was so absorbed in conversation that she never even noticed I’d came back. I sat on the couch and heard my MIL say, “You have no idea how OCD she is! She showers every day! You can hear the water going! It’s such a waste! And there are packages being delivered every day. She has no concept of how to live, she just wastes money…”
I guess she was calling my SIL. I was too out of it to pay attention to what she said afterwards. Is this the same MIL who smiles at me every day and gets along with me so much? That’s the moment I understood, a MIL is only a mother in law.
Before, my FIL and MIL lived in their hometown. A year ago, my FIL passed away, and my MIL said she was too lonely on her own and wanted to live with us and help us take care of the kid. To be honest, my kid’s in third grade already. I drop her off at school every morning and pick her up in the afternoon. I don’t need help at all.
But I could understand that now that my FIL was gone, my MIL is really lonely, so my husband and I talked it out and decided to bring her over. We got along this year great. My MIL never says anything no matter what I do, makes breakfast for us every morning, and I take her shopping all the time and we watch TV after dinner. I never imagined that she’s gossip behind my back like this.
The phone call went on for quite a while, probably 30-40 minutes. When it was finally done, my MIL came out and saw me sitting on the couch and asked in surprise, “When did you get back?” And I was like, “I’ve been back since you started the call!” She looked really awkward and hurried to explain that she was talking to my SIL, it took a while…
And I went, “It’s your right to call whoever you want, but if the way I live my life is making you uncomfortable, then you can go back home!”
I told my husband about this at night, and he said I was being petty and I had misunderstood his mom. He said his mom had called him that afternoon in tears because I had threatened to kick her out of the house. He asked me to not take things so seriously with her and to apologise to her the next day. I don’t think I did anything wrong. Why should I apologise?”
Comments say, “Your SIL is a bitch too. She should be advising her mom to not talk so much gossip about her DIL.”
“Don’t take it to heart. Even actual moms complain about their daughters all the time.”
“With two-faced MILs like this, you have to make a recording, or else they’d never admit to it after the fact.”