Look, my partner has seriously (like, insanely) curly hair which can turn into a fuzzy halo around his head (he wears it cut to just below his ears, but if you pull the curls out, it’s just longer than his shoulders). Even at its most frizzy and halo like we do not call it an afro. It is not an afro. He is Italian, he…

Sorry, I was in criminal law and my brain got confused between what I was hearing and what I writing :P My bad! Obviously I meant barista.

I generally say “long black” and assume that means something (it one of the few coffees my partner drinks) or “espresso” and then get given about a mouthful of noxious liquid and figure that’s right because who the hell knows?

I replied while in a criminal law class. I did indeed mean barista but my mind went barrister.

This is what happens when I reply during criminal law. Clearly I was paying attention.

Yeah, I read this on a Tuesday morning at my first uni class and sometimes wonder why you all say it’s Monday... Shuttup, it’s 9am and I haven’t had a tea...

We take our beer very seriously, mmkay?

I don’t understand this at all - here, you don’t get condiment cups. Sometimes sauce comes in little sachet packets or squeezie packets, but otherwise you just put it directly onto your food. At most stadiums, you put sauce directly onto your chips, or down just one side of your chip bucket so you can dip. Is that…

It is a way to ignore that different people are treated differently.

I don’t drink coffee - I always apologise to the barrister when I order because I don’t know what I’m ordering, and just trust them to make it correctly. If the person I’m purchasing for complains, I’m very clear in informing them that it’s their own expectations that need adjusting.

Once while working in retail, I had a customer snap her fingers for me - I met her eyes then pointedly ignored her. A co-worker went to serve her and I stopped them, loudly saying “we don’t serve people who snap their fingers at us”. Said customer left and apparently complained about me - unfortunately for her, my…

Every male here who has a surname that is “McSomething” is Macca. Every male here who has a surname such as “Smith” is “Smiddy”. Every male here will have their surname turned into something that ends with a vowel and is easy to slur while drunk. It’s glorious.

I assume you meant to reply to Buccaneer9, not to me, but I will reply anyway, because fucking Maccas runs are the shit.

Right, because calling it McDonald’s or Maccas is sooooo much weirder.

I love trying new food - I already know I don’t like salted fried foods. I’m also vegetarian - collard greens and possibly grits and hush puppies (depends how they’re cooked) seem to be the only non-meat suggestions you had. I have friends from a range of places in the US, and would absolutely love trying new foods -…

No, not “Macca”. Maccas. With an “s”. Macca is a name for anyone with a “Mc SOMETHING” name.

Awesome - I love that Maccas with reduce the cost of my burger when I remove the meat and not charge me for the extra pickles. It’s why they’re my favourite...

Camps were all fine, until I was basically the oldest kid (it was inclusive of ages 5 - 12, but because my father was an academic at the university where it was run, I “got” to keep going until I was 14/15 and met The Ex). It sucked feeling that uncool when all your fellow teenage school friends went on holiday or…

Yeah, I regularly travel with book waaaay thicker (because I’m a nerd, and fantasy/law textbooks can be really thick :P) and it’s never EVER an issue. Probably because I’m white :)