See...see...when it comes to Eminem and Paul Wall, to me, they both KNOW they are white, identify as such but grew up around black people and fit in enough that they AUTHENTICALLY developed music as a result of what they love/lived. I agree on the rest, but I don’t see those two as cultural appropriators as much as…

Tacoma, what, what!

Oh my GOD that’s hilarious and infuriating.

As someone who went to high school there, I can’t think of any way of describing it other than this is the most Spokane thing I’ve seen in a while. I wish I was surprised. I have to say “offensive and hilarious” is a great descriptor for Spokane. It should really be the city motto.

Would YOU wanna be the person who questioned the racial credentials of the new president of your NAACP chapter? How bad would you look if you were wrong? I think there was plenty of talk but no one wanted to be that person who asked her if she was really black.

I know someone with a rice allergy. Rice! The thing they use as the control on an allergy test because you literally can not be allergic to it. It’s also in everything ever that’s not organic. Nightmare.

Come for the post; stay for the comments.

If you’re in the Spokane area, I know a guy who keeps a tank of BCO in his car, and sells baloons of it in an Olive Garden parking lot. You have to go up to him and say, “Can you tell me how to get to the Arbor of Breadsticks?” and he’ll hook you up.

I worked at Borders until the bitter end. Last day, some ass hole customer came by right after we closed. We were all outside having our farewell cigarettes, and the customer pulled up with his entire family in his truck. He started screaming about picking up one of the bookshelves from the liquidator, who wasn’t…

That sounds like the way Benedryl affects some people. It typically makes people sleepy, but some people get completely wired from it.

I want to share a funny story from something I observed this weekend. It made me laugh out loud because I hated people like these customers when I worked in restaurants, and I wish that I handled them the way this server did.

As someone who is seriously allergic to cashews - screw this mother!

BCO is like a whippet: It’s awesome when it starts but it’s over MUCH too quickly. I WANT DOUBLEWIDE EDITIONS OF BCO, PINKHAM.

heck, i was at an arby’s not long ago on a national holiday when a lot of local and even chain places were closed. and i just sincerely thanked the cashier for being there on a holiday and she offered me a free soda on the spot just for being grateful she showed up to work.

Omg. The girl I work with, EMMA. I wrote about her here before! She’s the one who showed our customers a picture her friend took of one of our classmates on fire (struck by lightning).

*shrug* Possibly, but they didn’t complain to me or anyone else, and they tipped well. It was a little white lie that made things easier on everyone with no downside, so who cares?

You save bread!!!

I once had a table headed by a woman with a very thick Deep South accent and a few missing teeth. Try as I might I could not understand what she wanted to order. To avoid offense, I smiled brightly, explained to the whole table that I was a little hard of hearing, and asked if she wouldn’t mind writing down what she…

Along the lines of handling customers with different, potentially difficult, needs that some might find cumbersome, there was this great story shared in Tom Sietsema’s weekly chat last Wednesday.

I would like to send an order of the crap dip to the table over there. The one with the lady that’s allergic to crunchy and the man that doesn’t know what scrambled eggs are.