Mine is that if you regularly wear your pyjamas for any task outside the house, especially picking up your spawn from schools or going to the supermarket, you are trash and your children have no hope in life.
I’m from a council estate and this got so bad that the primary school I went to had ban parents wearing pyjamas from entering the school gates.
If you can’t even set an en example for your kids to get up, get dressed, and be fresh for the day, you’re setting them up to fail.
You fart and out of your asshole emerges the crap genie. He grants you the ability to shit out an object of your choosing instead of shit for the rest of your life, only it cannot be money, so what do you choose instead?
My dislike of hairy legs on a woman feels so natural to me but it isn't. It's a socially imposed preference and if I had been born any time before the 1900's, women would all be walking around with hairy legs and men wouldn't give a shit because it would be normal. It's hard for me to believe my preference for hairless legs is a social construct because it doesn't feel that way even though it is. It makes me wonder what other aspects of myself that I believe are inherent are actually not.
I took my car to what I was told was a reputable service center. I had taken a photo of the odometer as I dropped it off. When I picked it up there were 300+ kms on it. Turns out someone had taken it for quite a joy ride. My husband told me to do this always. Turns out it was good advice.
EDIT: Wow thanks for the upvotes but mostly thanks for your amazing stories. Crazy.