Chidi29
Chidi29
Chidi29

Cut corners or cut corneas? wakka wakka.

I just have to say, I love nurses. My parents are nurses, my wife is a nurse, my aunt is a nurse, and nurses have been the best advocates for me whenever I’m hospitalized (which is, sadly, far too often.) Ya’ll are doing amazing work, and I wouldn’t have made it these last 29 years without the help of nurses.

It somehow feels even more tragic that she was believed by:

I made a mistake in the state (because Kansas City is not in Kansas) and want to let everyone know that if there’s a Dearborn in Kansas, the residents don’t deserve the criticism.

What’s weird about it is that they can’t tell him that it’s right there. It’s not about the cookies.

Calm.

just lost it at work and had to excuse myself.

Man. That ravioli with the magazines on the stove is so. fucking. good. That is a whole new level of trolling.

Upon finishing, the gentleman turned around and screamed, “YOU LIKE THAT?!?!”

Came here for this. Wasn’t disappointed.

It says a lot when someone can say “the guy who literally stole from a delivery driver is actually a better human being than most of the shitty restaurant customers on BCO” and they’re probably right.

She shook her head disgustedly, then proceeded to scoop up the mashed potatoes and toss them off of her plate and onto the table.

Normally if I want ice cold air blasted my way I just ask my wife a question.

I guess she wasn’t going to last until the 31st century.

Nah. If you don’t want to get sued, don’t say the name at all. That is fine. What is annoying is people who do shit like “rhymes with carshucks” or “the Rouge Crustacean.” It’s too cute by half, and since it’s obvious who you’re talking about, it doesn’t save you from getting sued. The law doesn’t work like that.

The "hot enough" thing drove me off the wall. People would come in and order their lattes at 190-200 degrees, MILK CURDLES AT 180 YOU NASTIES. Also, steaming it to much hotter than the typical "extra hot" setting makes the milk spit viciously and I'm not about to burn myself just so you can melt the lining of your

I have to say, BCO has spurred two important changes in the way I act in restaurants.

“Lord, beer me strength.”

“Dip” to me implies cheese or sour cream (optionally + flavorings, in either).