Yes, this. And the unbelievably dumbfuck "scripts" you are supposed to recite, because God forbid you be allowed to ring up somebody's jeans using polite, to-the-point language like one normal, decent human being interacting with another. Nope. You can't be trusted to ad lib it. Some shmuck in a mid-level corporate…
Gawker could probably run a weekly Behind Closed Ovens-style column just about this sort of bullshit.
What the fuck difference does it make if someone mistakenly says that the DEADLY FUCKING GAS is what they smelled instead of the thing that causes the DEADLY FUCKING GAS? Like, if there is a rattlesnake in front of you and I call it poisonous instead of venomous are you going to laugh at me and step on it because,…
I really doubt any of the Starbucks actually wrote on the cups or had conversations. The one I got to (because you may take my life but you'll never take my chai latte!) thought it was hilariously stupid.
exactly.
Wouldn't it have to be dead to be that color? That, or just fake.
I bought into that whole "trust your body to fulfill its primal biological destiny" thing and ended up having a failed natural home birth after three days of back labor that ended in a hospital transfer and unwanted cesarean. Yeah, most pregnancies can end in an unmedicated vaginal birth if that's what mom wants but…
I love how she's mad at her 5th grade education. If she didn't have to tip, there would never be another instance in her whole life where a percentage needed to be calculated.
Also interesting to note she asks "what is too much?" before"what is too little?" This bitch has never been in any danger of tipping "too much", she's just spitefully, absurdly suggesting that this is a common problem.
The art of tipping is, for most people, really freaking annoying. How much is too much? How much is too little? Is this the only reason I had to learn how to calculate percentages in 5th grade?
oh Jesus.
Sorry ladies. I win this one.
Your in-laws are a clan of pigfucking shit stains.
Wow. He's the worst, but your former mother-in-law can go fuck herself with a cactus too.
I literally cringe-gagged.
One Thanksgiving, about a decade ago, my grandmother was really sick and I decided to spend all day with her at the nursing home. I cooked her a special meal; all of her favorites. My then-husband (who also happened to be an abusive ass) decided to spend the day at his family's house for their annual get together.…
