I had an English teacher in middle school who must have been a hardcore hippie a few years earlier in the early 70s. She went to Woodstock and visited Haight-Ashbury and all that jazz. She also weighed upwards of 300 lbs, wore the same clothes every day, and never, ever washed. The entire classroom stunk. It was too…

“Deep dive”. How about I just read up on it, Chad?

This is very enlightening, and explains much. When I was still hitting it hard regularly, I could drink like a champion if we were out and about doing stuff. I mean, all-day, epic benders with hilarious hijinks, and ungodly amounts consumed. However, if we were just sitting around, I’d pass out after a couple hours.…

I don’t care what anyone says - teenagers today are bigger idiots than I was. 30 years ago, 19-year-old me drank a lot of beer, went to ballgames, played sports, fixed up cars, read, and was a fun guy. My 19-year-old’s social life revolves almost entirely around sending memes and idiotic non sequiturs to people she…

Magic whored around on his wife with untold legions and at least exposed her to the AIDS. MJ was by all accounts a terrible teammate, mean to everyone, and who knows what his degenerate gambling habit led to.

This place (and most of the ones around me) do both sit-down and delivery/takeout. From what I can glean of the operation, my takeout order is taken by a cashier, the pizza guy makes it and puts it in a box, and the cashier rings me up when I arrive. So yay, I’m not stiffing anyone.

Finally, something interesting happened on a soccer field.

If they managed to make the delivery without damaging anything, I throw ‘em $10. If there is assembly involved, or they somehow go above-and-beyond like taking the old shit out for me, they get more. If they track mud in the house they get 2 dollars and a cold stare. Wipe your damn feet, this ain’t a barn.

Whoah! Minimum wage of $15 is gonna drive up the cost of everything on the menu... and then the waitstaff is gonna be expecting 20% of those inflated costs? Expect a lot of restaurants to be going out of business in no time when people start deciding to stay home.

I tip the guy taking my car away, and tip him well (like $5) if it’s my good car. Because this is the start of the transaction and it (hopefully) ensures he will take better care of your car. The guy who brings it back gets a buck.

I hear horror stories of infections and worse from inadequately sterilized equipment, and I think that people who go for mani/pedis are fools. Not to mention that a $1.29 nail clipper can do the same as a stupid foot treatment while not perpetuating human trafficking.

I frequently call in an order of pizza and then go pick it up at a local joint. I do this because I get my pizza in 20 minutes, it’s piping hot, and the order is correct (as opposed to when I order delivery and can wait over an hour, the pie will likely be cold, and I have to give Stoner Jeremy 5 bucks on top of the…

Bathroom attendant is humiliating for all involved. A grown man standing around breathing effluent vapors and handing me a paper towel? Just stop. Bar/restaurant owners: this doesn’t make you classy, it makes you depressing.

we mean something like a haircut, manicure, wax, shave, shine, etc. Frankly, it’s anything where someone else is doing the dirty work, and doing a better job. Cutting your hangnails, trimming your hair, shaping your brows, etc.

If you clean up after yourself, maybe the theater owner decides he doesn’t need quite so many minimum wage-earning cleanup kids. I litter with abandon as part of a jobs stimulus program.

Three orders of steak fries seem a bit much, but I have no problem eating 7 half-pound (pre-cooked) burgers. I wish someone near me had this deal. I would tip supremely and eat myself into an even earlier grave.

We had a group of friends that went out monthly for big dinners. We had to stop inviting one woman because of all the drama with the sending food back and complaining and wanting free stuff. Her BF was a really cool guy, so I told him. He agreed she was terrible and said he tried to get her to stop to no avail. PS she…

I have a question for restaurant workers, particularly if there are any chefs here:

20% of US households receive food stamps. Take meat off the list of EBT-eligible products. Let them eat beans!

“I swear to protect Renly Barath... oops. Upon my life I swear to look after the Stark Girls, unless... uhh, one of them runs away from me, and then, y’know, I have things to do instead of saving the other one.”