Think you're the only one dealing with a bunch of bullsh*t at your job? Well, if it's any consolation, you're not. Someone recently asked Reddit, "what BS are you dealing with at work right now?" And these answers prove that dealing with B.S. all day is basically the definition of having a job. These people (all of us who have to show up to work every day) deserve a support group, although I guess that exists. It's called Happy Hour.
Lately whenever the mother of one of my students pisses off the father (they divorced >4 months ago) he will send all three of their kids in mismatched clothes with shirts that have some variation of “I love my Dad” or “Daddy’s kid”.
I have not seen the same shirt twice and believe mom throws the shirts out and dad just keeps buying more.