FreakyFriendFiction
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FreakyFriendFiction

A couple years back, my husband and I were at this big sports bar across from the stadium for a baseball game here in Tampa. (If you’re a local, you likely know the one.) It’s super packed, the wait and bar staff are flying everywhere, customers are trying to poach somewhere to sit because EVERY table, stool, and bit

I’m high functioning on the spectrum and I’m tired of it as being an excuse for asshole behavior.

So, this isn’t a food service story, but hand-smacking brought it to mind.

Lara Saunders’ story...

After she got her vegetable soup on a plate (and a much smaller serving size, because it wasn’t not a bowl) she ate her five spoonfuls of veggies in broth and explained to me that she was “afraid of deep things,” so she couldn’t partake in bowls.

Ever see somebody drown in their soup? It’s not pretty. That’s why I always wear a life preserver when eating soup.

In case you thought that everyone knows how to Chipotle, have a picture of President Obama not knowing how Chipotle works.

What is it with strange customers and soup? I never thought I’d have a story to contribute here because I’m a bookseller, but it turns out I’ve got one for you.

I’m going with the finger pointer Chipotle asshole. Bonus points if the answer is also racist.

The toaster one reminds me of the time one of the librarians smelled food and tracked it down to a woman who was sitting at a reading desk with a crock pot plugged in underneath it, cooking chicken stew.

My parrot, who is valiantly trying to learn to whistle this tune, heartily approves.

I love this comment because the sentiment I extracted was, “I tip large amounts for the server that spills on me because it saves me from doing it myself.”

I totally disagree with Julia Baird. Your parents are supposed to be a soft place to land. “Telling it like it is” will hurt that child and harm their self esteem. So what if the child is unattractive, they’ll figure it out in the long run but they will come armed with parents who instilled in them solid confidence

I think most people eventually learn that their parents, particularly their mothers, are not the most objective source for such information. My mother thinks I’m so beautiful that she’s convinced I could have modeled (I’m 5’3”) or been a movie star. “You look like Natalie Portman, but prettier!” (Ed. note: No I

To play Devil’s advocate here, I didn’t know it was Manson’s birthday till this article and I’m a fan of true crime and serial killers. That doesn’t mean I go around and memorize their birthdays. I don’t even know the birthdays of my favorite actors and actresses.

It’s because they didn’t have guns. ~~~Ben Carson

Also it’s just creepy the dad is involved. If that’s a decision you make and it’s between you and your God that’s one thing but there is nothing that makes giving your dad a virginity certificate not creepy.

I’ve read a lot of stories about women who waited to have sex until marriage and had a lot of difficulty getting rid of the “sex bad” mindset after they married. The mindset that sex is this bad evil thing that you’re not supposed to have will fuck you up royally.

Ewwww no. Do not want. If you want to remain a virgin until married, that’s your decision and more power to you. But only when it’s YOUR decision. Not some creepy ass agreement you made as a CHILD to your father. And THEN to take that a step (actually so many gross unnecessary steps) to get your hymen certified (how

Obligatory women’s health nurse post.