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The containers say no higher than 120° so they were probably tested as able to withstand temps significantly higher. They wouldn’t put 120° if only one degree higher caused cans to explode, because people are stupid. It’s the same reason most food products are safe for some time after the “best by” date. The food is

If only it was easy as just quitting a job that works you to death. I live in an area with an economy largely supported by production in one particular industry. Think Detroit and the auto manufacturing industry. A lot of people work brutal hours doing back breaking labor because there aren't a lot of other options

As a server, I was guilty of putting silverware rolls that didn’t get touched back into the basket of clean ones. Management did not like me doing it though. I work at a casual sports pub and a majority of our entrees didn’t require a fork and knife so I eventually started dropping off silverware only if they ordered

The last Cubs game I went to was 3 summers ago when a friend I grew up with and who had relocated to Chicago told me and another buddy he had extra tickets to a day game. They were bleacher seats and the crowd was unusually tame. A guy did get kicked out and almost got his ass kicked for using the N-word. The real fun

We have an older gentleman regular that comes in with his laptop and gets a diet Pepsi, which we never charge him for, and just hangs out at the end of the bar for an hour or two, usually in the afternoon or on slower nights. One busy Friday he showed up and took his place and did his thing and my bartender wanted me

I know you’re joking but my point was that it doesn’t matter how fast, baseballs and heads don't mix.

Given the context and the "unwritten rules" of baseball he was probably throwing at him, or at least didn't care how high and tight his pitch ran in on him. Obviously there shouldn't be punishment for bad control, but it's still way too common for pitchers to throw at batters after some perceived disrespect that if

It's super fucking dumb. When I was 14 I ruptured a kid's eardrum with a pitch that got away from me, and that one was probably 60mph tops. Shit is dangerous and should be an automatic ejection and suspension if the pitcher is intentionally throwing at the batter.

If I place a small takeout order or during non-peak hours I don’t tip. But I work at a casual sports pub similar to Bdubs and during a busy Friday night, when the restaurant is full and everyone is hustling to get food cooked and ran, stopping to double verify the order is correct (a lot harder to fix something if

My girlfriend will pick something out and have already decided whether she likes it or not but will ask my opinion anyway. After almost 2 years I’m finally proficient at getting the answer right so she thinks I understand style. I have not spent nearly as much energy in figuring out sports jerseys so I’m in the same

My grandma, who is not the model of taking care of your body in old age, is about to turn 85. It probably has something to do with her mom living to 89 and her dad and 5 of his 7 brothers making it into their 90's. It is much more reasonable nowadays to think a relatively healthy 82 year old will live another 10 years.

I always ask the customers getting carry out to double check that everything is correct while I process their payment. If there is any errors they’re usually caught then. Or they won’t call back because they checked and said it was fine. And if they do call back they’re usually much more polite about the situation.

At the store I manage at you have to find the credit slip and call our credit card processing company and give them the check number, transaction number, card type, last 4 numbers of the card, and total to be refunded. Still only takes 2 minutes to take care of. Unless it’s same business day, because our system

Tom Coverdale

Damn this was not the question I wanted to read before opening up the restaurant I manage at. 

Getting to disc 2 of Final Fantasy 7. For the longest time I didn't have a memory card and my parents didn't see why they should buy me one. So I'd leave my Playstation running non stop. And everytime I died I'd start the game over. Three times I died in the Temple of the Ancients because of that damn wall monster

His podcast episodes with Sean Carroll are also fantastic, if only to hear Sean talk about physics. Joe rightly knows he knows nothing about the field, but still tries to pepper in his ideas of infinite worlds inside black holes or atoms being universes or whatever, but those hare-brained stoner theories do lead to

I gave yoga a try during a month long stint in a rehab center. I didn't get the appeal of it but I was tired of sitting around watching TV after we finished group sessions for the day, so I gave it a shot. Holy hell I've never been so sore after exercising. But now I "understand" yoga and started adding a couple poses

I use a two towel method because my towels aren't super absorbent and I can't stand the feeling of damp skin. I use one towel to get mostly dry and then the second one to finish drying off completely. I rotate which one I use first and end up only having to wash them once a week at most or whenever I'm doing laundry

I worked in a restaurant in a college town and it was a block away from a park where a decent chunk of the homeless population would congregate. If I had a few extra dollars I’d give some to a homeless person walking down the alley out back. A few times I’d watch them walk straight down yo the liquor store. It didn’t