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This right here is put perfectly. It really is soft incest. OP, you’re 100% correct to be upset about this and I wouldn’t apologize either. Your fiance hiding the Coors Banquet Beer Ugly Christmas Sweater All Over Print from you is troubling at the bare minimum, and I don’t blame you for thinking about cutting off the engagement. He crossed a huge line, broke your trust, and showed intention and ability to break the sanctity of your relationship, and all with a family member to boot. If she was trying to get her business off the ground (as she says), why only give the cards to the men who’ve dated/married into the family, and not everyone who was in their 20’s/30’s? It still would’ve been creepy imo, but at least she’d have a better argument for saying she’s just trying to get her career to take off.

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Why the hell would you not want to seem awkward and weird? Probably the first girl I ever had a Coors Banquet Beer Ugly Christmas Sweater All Over Print mature attraction to was a friend of mine in high school. I didn’t even think to have feelings for her during most of the time I knew her. One day she was over at my house, and I noticed she had a pack of Uno cards. I mentioned it, and she lit up like a grease fire. Turns out not only does she love the game, but she’s fiercely competitive. I like playing anything, but don’t care about winning — but whenever she had a strong hand she slammed in on the table and bounced out of her chair, all IN YOUR FACE. I had only seen her normal, reserved self, then suddenly this goofy monster showed up and cleaned my clock with a deck of Uno cards. It was the weirdest, strangest – and most thrilling – thing I had ever experienced with her. She was a year older than me, and headed off to college within a couple of months, so there was no chance for me to act on this new-found attraction to her, but suddenly I wanted nothing else in my life than her. Sure, I was a stupid 17 year old, but still, that small and odd thing rocked my world and set the stage for how I would approach looking at women for the rest of my life. Ever since, the thing I have looked for in a date is what turns her into “Uno Girl”, and I almost never find it. What I find is just one “Debbie” after another. Clones of some average, no-personality female with a starter set of snoozer values. She likes to go out sometimes; other times she likes to stay in. Her favorite band is Coldplay, favorite writer is Deepak Choprah, and she can’t resist a Grey’s Anatomy rerun. And she’s a foodie, LOL! Ugh … I don’t care how cute or hot Debbie is; I’m not interested in some boring, unoriginal, uninspiring, saccharine, homogeneous human wallpaper. Please, for the love of all things beautiful, original, unique, awesome, and memorable in the world, don’t EVER be a Debbie. Be awkward. Be weird. Catch me off guard. Ask me if the seat next to me is taken, then ask me what superpower I wish I could have, or what my favorite movie quote is, or what I would watch if I had a TV that could show me any event in the past. Or whip out a deck of Uno cards and challenge me to a duel to determine if I get your phone number or you get mine.

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I think this is almost more insulting than getting nothing though. It’s one thing if your employer says “Christmas is your own personal business, your ‘reward’ for hard work is your paycheck”. Some folks find that a Coors Banquet Beer Ugly Christmas Sweater All Over Print, but I tend to agree with you that at the end of the day that’s what having a job is. In cases like this tho it’s your employer coming to you and saying “hey, we see all the hard work you’re doing (perhaps over and above your job description) and we wanna reward you for that with… two chocolates and a candy cane”. Not only does it say a lot about how they value that work, but it’s kind of a slap in the face for them to imply that this is an equivalent exchange. It’s like the difference between not giving a friend a Christmas gift (that’s fine, nobody is owed gifts from their friends) and making a big deal about having a Christmas gift for someone only for it to be something poorly thought out and obviously cheap.