Salsa and Guacamole are both specific and ubiquitous enough that regular people should be able to name them if they’d like either. It’s akin to demanding a sandwich and being disappointed when the server doesn’t bring out a hamburger or a hot dog.

This is what, the 13th or so worst customers entry? By the time I get to the end of each one, I am furious. I’ve never worked in service, and I have never been in a physical altercation, but if enough people told me “was that so hard??” in one day, I would assault one of them. I’ve seen a few BCO entries detailing…

I should add, these are usually the same people who prefer “bread and butter” pickles from the deli, which taste like cucumbers brined in water and maple syrup. For that reason as well, we should consider those people national security threats.

I agree, but this is also how I feel about putting barbecue sauce or pineapples on pizza. Is putting pineapple on a pizza really all that different from grapes? Convinced that BBQ chicken pizza and Hawaiian pizza were invented by terrorists...

How come you’re not shouting #ALLRULESMATTER and demanding that the Chargers be docked multiple draft picks? I mean, are you actually reading this story with a modicum of perspective?

This never held water for me. If you’re a friend and we have an established email history, then spelling, punctuation, or grammar don’t matter (same for work colleagues). But if you send me an illiterate email from your business account, the fact that you sent it from a phone doesn’t make it less unprofessional. It’s…

The only reason we’re reading these emails is because the Colts were butthurt over the repeated abuse suffered at the hands of the Patriots. No one in their right mind and of any degree of stature would turn over their phone under these circumstances.

I’ve got two. 1) Ate two bags of grapes, went to Bob’s stores to buy shorts, shat my pants in the checkout aisle (tragic fart miscalculation.) 2) Ate a large bag of jalapeño doritos and an entire Dominos banana pepper pizza because college sports team hazing. Most painful dump ever. The doritos felt like razor blades…

This story puts into perspective just how remarkable Greg Jennings’ performance against the Saints really was.

The double volume thing...I have a dope 5.1 setup yet my girl will just turn up the trash TV speakers instead of turning it on. Then like 25 minutes into a game, she WILL turn on the 5.1 without adjusting the TV volume, and our entire living room becomes a cacophonous echo chamber

It’s been almost 10 years but Rex Grossman can still get fucked right in the pants for scoring negative points in the semifinal playoff round that year. I really will hate him forever.

When my brother first moved out west, I went to visit him while he was still looking for a church home. Usually with the multiple offerings thing, they at least tell you WHY there are multiple offerings. This particular church didn’t even explain the the why - just scripture, offering, choir selection, then out came…

Case in point #AllRulesMatter

THEY’RE DIRTY CHEATING CHEATERS!! Seriously, I love how whenever it’s the Pats, you assholes launch a giant #AllRulesMatter campaign...

Please do Alex Burrows next.

Yeah, the worker doesn’t demonstrate the same basic level of common sense she’s indicting the customer for not having in her entry. Maybe that’s a better way of saying it.

Mayo vs Creme Fraiche just joined Coffee Latte vs Cafe Latte as the only two stories in the history of BCO where I’ve sympathized with the customer. Come the fuck on, you know what they meant.

I’ll break it down for you. The word ‘copyright’ comprises two concepts: ‘Copy’ in the sense of duplicate or reproduction, and ‘Right’ in the sense of permission or license to do something. FanDuel did not acquire the right to copy those player and agency images, therefore they are liable for violating basic…

How’d that argument work out for the NCAA and EA Sports? http://collegefootballtalk.nbcsports.com/2015/07/17/jud…

Unfortunately for your opinion, that’s not how copyright law works.