Friends,

While a bad relationship can produce assjack stories galore, they’re not the only stories out there to be told. Bad bosses, thoughtless co-workers, idiot landlords and clueless neighbors all fit nicely into the definition of an assjack. (Or at least they would if Merriam-Webster would return our calls.)

Assjackery can even come from within your own family or circle of friends. (Yeah, assjackery. Used it in a sentence, so it’s a word now.) Your dad, baby sister, big brother, your (former) BFF or your touchy-feely Uncle Pete, all of them could exhibit behavior that puts them under the assjack umbrella too. Well not Uncle Pete, he’s a whole different story that probably shouldn’t be told here.

The point is (and yes there is one) relationship assjack tales are good, our bread and butter, why we started all this. But we’re now opening up the door to stories of assjackery from all walks of life. Only one caveat to the whole thing, let’s not get into stories about the guy that stole your parking spot or the chick with thirty items in the twelve-items-or-less aisle. Momentary nuisances like that are examples of an asshat, a close cousin of the assjack, and annoying though they may be, not really worth wasting pixels on.

All right people, the floor is open, unburden yourselves and share.