Hopefully a new precedent will be set, as this suit sounds like a pretty big deal;

Exactly. Even if you’re very calm when you reiterate your rights, they can be so quick to anger that it doesn’t even matter how you say it/comport yourself. It’s a losing game. If one more person posts some dumb “If you don’t want to get arrested/harassed by cops, don’t do anything illegal” shit on fb, I think I might…

You can’t just go around touching people if you think they have something. You can legally search them if it’s a situation where you can legally search them, or you can back the fuck away.

Knowing your rights doesn’t really help if they still seem to be able to arrest you regardless.

this sentence should be hyperbolic, but it isn’t. it’s just the straight up fucking truth.

According to NBC 4, dozens of New Yorkers filed complaints last year charging that NYPD officers physically lashed out at citizens for attempting to film police confrontation, despite the fact that it is fully legal to film the police.

Years ago there was a Jack in the Box commercial for a chipotle burger that jokingly pronounced it “Chip-a-ta-po-lee!”. That stuck in my head and is my preferred mispronunciation now.

I purposely mis-pronounce it as “chipotel”, because damnit, I’m from Denver, and I can mispronounce Spanish mispronunciations of Nahuatl words however a damn well please.

I like to order my lunch from a taco truck near my building and few things will set my teeth on edge as listening to people mispronounce Spanish words. “Poy-yo” not “polo”. “Ah-sah-da” not “a-say-day”. And, of course, “It’s not... spicy, is it?”

Free popcorn in a tray is our early front runner for best bco submission of 2015.

(Editor’s Note: Like I’m ever going to pass up a story that makes fun of Tim Hortons...)

I feel like that manager deprived the health department of a really amusing experience, though.

And it is now forever Chipohlittle. Thank you BCO

I have an allergy horror story in this vein:

Once grabbed takeout potato salad on a break from a cafe. Halfway through I bit into a piece of something unfamiliar...tuna. I’m deathly allergic to everything that lives under water.

Oh, God, self-diagnosis pisses me off so. much. I have fibromyalgia (diagnosed by a rheumatologist), and at least once a month, I have to explain it to someone on Facebook who asks, “Fibromylagia— is that a real thing or not?” I have no experience with OCD, but it sounds potentially life-ruining, and definitely not…

I worked restaurant, and here’s what I was taught: if someone makes a reasonable request about taking out an ingredient, it’s not your job to make life difficult. Just listen. Accommodate the request if you can, or explain why you can’t. Offer an alternative. Try to be gracious.

It doesn't matter, if they say they are allergic act like they are allergic or tell them they can't be accommodated! Simple end of story. You do not get to decide whose allergies are real enough or severe enough to be treated seriously.

I feel like there are certain lines that, as a server, you should never cross. One is fucking with someone’s food by spitting in it or rubbing it on your ass or gross shit like that. The other is taking a chance on someone’s allergies. Seriously - roll your eyes, talk shit in the kitchen, whatever - but…

The Herk's ability to remain slow but not too slow. One of the cautionary notes is not to let indicated airspeed drop below 105 knots, because the drogue that stabilizes the hose will droop. A CH-53 is a 40-ton Cuisinart, and the main rotors get incredibly close when the hose is in refueling range. (When you run out…