There used to be a woman named Mary (not her real name) in our accounting office who used to semi-jokingly say that the company wouldn’t dare fire her because she had a ‘doomsday’ file.

The “drop ID in the mail” thing is technically true, in that the post office treats the ID as non-mail found in the mailbox and makes an effort to return it to the owner. At the library we regularly get packages of library books that someone dropped in a mailbox, and with only the library stamps as a guide, they’ll…

I would do anything for meatloaf, but I won’t do that.

Ah. After the last the last couple of weeks, these stories are sooooo satisfying. This:

I once had a b-list celebrity start whining to me at one point because I wouldn't give him the moon and he pulled the “don’t you know who I am” card. It was so satisfying to look him dead in the eyes and reply, “No, I don’t, and I don’t care.” His face was priceless.

These customers are all skidmarks on the underwear of humanity. Especially that old misogynist who stole his wife’s peach crepe.

“Easier to say yes than no with raged-out older guys—as all women know.”

She told me at one point that her latest ploy was to always be doing the vacuuming when that friend showed up, because he’d commence to tell her she was vacuuming wrong and take over to show her how to do it right. Then she’d stand back and let him “show her” how to vacuum the entire house.

We’re coming home along the Thruway and decide to stop at McD’s. There’s a woman and smallish kid in front of us getting huffy and I can tell this won’t end well. And in due time she starts yelling at the cashier, “Why is everything more expensive here? This is ridiculous! You’re ripping people off!” and so on, as the…

Agreed. It is essential to hold your dining partners accountable. But after months of reading these posts I’ve taken it a step further. Now I scowl and make judgy eyes at strangers I see being dicks to servers.

Regarding the screaming woman in the pizza place: I did have an occasion once where my then 2.5 year old daughter asked me why some woman was yelling at an employee at my local grocery store. It gave me great pleasure to explain, very loudly, that the yelling woman was mean and nasty and probably very unhappy with her…

Ah service jobs (food/retail/anything). Where pretty much everyone has at least one story that ends with “and then I went and cried in the bathroom.”

This entitled housewife looks back at her impressionable child and calmly says “She is yelling because that girl deserves it, the service is terrible every time we come here.” And then she looked me straight in the eyes.

This post.... THIS post.... it had EVERYTHING!!!!!

If you want to get phelgm out of your lungs and throat, then cough. #hackhack

Heyyyyyyy..... I want to get that sandwich that you used to have? I think it’s on the Secret Menu now? I can’t remember the name of it but I know it comes with a sauce I don’t like so can I sub it for ranch instead? And can you make that on a gluten-free wrap? And grill it, but I don’t want it crispy?

It’s vegetarianism for people who can’t spell or pronounce pescetarian.

If you read BCO regularly, you will not only discover that yes, there are people that stupid, but there are other people who will come here and attempt to justify said behavior.

Re: your last paragraph:

That’s really the key here: are the parents making an effort?