Translation: Lazy-ass waitress constantly nags managers about wanting to go home. On one busy night, a manager gets annoyed at this, fills up the waitress' entire section, and *then* tells her she can go home after those are all gone. (Plus the restaurant never lets other waitstaff pick up a coworker's tables for…

Jesus. My husband got bitched at for being a teeny bit too loud for maybe 30-60 seconds on an otherwise deserted MUNI bus, when he was just learning his dad had cancer. Cranky old biddy just could not fucking accept the apology and drop it already; she had to go on and on way louder than he'd been about how fucking…

I take the commuter rail (Metra, not the L) in Chicago, which uses the regular train tracks. My husband described being delayed by one "grade crossing incident" (translates to "hit something or someone") that struck a pedestrian by telling me, "They were using *small* bags to clean up the pieces."

I envisioned Clippy popping up with this statement.

That's my father-in-law. I try my best to minimize going out to restaurants with him. I cringe when my husband introduces him to our favorite restaurants because I'm worried he'll abuse the staff; once I asked him if we were allowed back at our favorite sushi joint after a lunch outing. (He "only" made a few mild…

Ugh, reminds me of my days working in a chain eat-in restaurant where chicken wings were freaking popular - and of course they took the longest to cook in the deep fryer out of any of the fried foods we had. At one point, for whatever reason, we were out of chicken wings for an extended period, maybe 2-3 weeks? Of…

Hobgoblin is not an IPA, which kind of makes his point for him.

Awesome plan. Spike with a potentially deadly medication AND make the patron think that place has shitty health practices. (BTW, doesn't cause diarrhea - but can cause vomiting, breathing problems, tremors, even coma.)

And you'd better be confident enough that you know you're getting the real picture. I posted in another discussion here that in the Giffords shooting, someone who was concealed carrying and came upon the scene nearly shot the man with the gun... who was a bystander that happened to have just taken that gun from the…

Agreed. In the Giffords incident, there was a man nearby who helped subdue the shooter, and who was concealed-carrying - but he almost shot the guy who'd wrestled a gun away from the shooter, instead. Fortunately he hesitated long enough to see what was really going on, and ended up helping to wrestle the guy down.

That's by the guy who wrote the "Extra Virginity" olive oil expose (started as that New Yorker article, then became a book) about the adulteration of olive oil with other oils, etc. So if anyone knows how to figure this out, it's probably him.

Just checked this - it looks like the first recipe has alerts for St. Louis, MO, and you have to change the feed to get your location?

I think it may partially be the kind of label that dictates what glue is used. I'm a homebrewer and find that PBW (Powdered Brewer's Wash, by Five Star) gets most beer bottle labels off with no fuss. But there are these plastic-based labels that require manual peeling off and they leave behind this nasty, persistent…

Now admittedly, more medical professionals should take a little time to explain in a better way what they're looking for, or at least ask follow-up questions if they think things are awry. But I suspect they also get their share of "oh yeah, my pain's a 10, can I have some good (name-brand, so I can sell it later…

They're looking not only for your rating but also a change in rating while you're there, to figure out if you're getting worse/better or if what they're doing is helping at all. So if you think you've had exceptional pain, just explain "well, the worst I've ever felt is when I had my spleen ripped out by a bear", but…

Good point. Going from the devil you know to the one you don't.

But the next sentence says it was bought out in 2012, so shouldn't that be different now?

International link: https://www.google.com/doodles/valent…

It's hard to see in the cropped photo above, but all ingredients were packed together in a plastic food container.

See, I'm such a bad liar I get called out on the truth!