Imagine sweeping through green fields, floating five feet above ground,

sun on your face as you slide by, on track to your destination,

not a care in the world, as you simply lean back.

And before you know it, you're there.

This is how travel should feel.

And on our trains, it does.

Avanti West Coast, feel good travel.

Hello, you cheeky so-and-soes. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some ars slash am I the butthole.

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And our first story comes from, but seriously though, titled Am I the Asshole for telling my

married friends they aren't chipping in their share to pay for group activities.

So my close friend group consists of five people, three singles and one married couple.

Every time we do something together

and need to split the cost, the couple only pays a quarter. A few months ago, we all went on

vacation together. When we're talking about splitting the cost of the rental house, I'd said

something like, it's 1,300 divided by 5 people. The wife said no, it's divided by four since her husband and I will be

sharing a room. I wasn't happy about it because they were also the only ones who got their own

room. The rental had one bedroom, a set of bunk beds built into the hallway and a sleeper sofa

so none of the rest of us had any private space. But I let it go because no one else seemed to object to that logic.

Same thing happened when we rented a boat for the day on that trip and happened regularly

when we all take an Uber together.

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