“...were the items brought to the table as part of your meal? If they bring out 4 bottles of syrup for you, sure, those are for you.”

Processed maple syrup =/= cane sugar syrup just like chestnut honey =/= corn syrup.  Just because the essential elements/molecules are the same doesn’t mean they are the same product. This is part of the reason we have different words for different things in English.

Doing this at all basically makes you Paulie’s mom and her old bat friends cleaning out everything at the fancy restaurant in Sopranos.

Is "pure" another word they can just slap on food that sounds good and has no meaning whatsoever? Not only "natural" but "pure"! 

In about 5 years these packets are going to be subject to the same scorn as plastic straws, so enjoy and hoard while you can.

I love that story though... I love gifts like that. That’s something my sister is good at giving. She’ll make a mental note of things that somebody likes and that we never have enough of or don’t have any when visiting my parents. For a little stocking stuffer I gave her a bunch of packets of the pizza hut crushed red…

I guess there’s a difference here: were the items brought to the table as part of your meal? If they bring out 4 bottles of syrup for you, sure, those are for you. If there’s a caddy chock full of ketchup containers? Probably don’t stuff your bag with them.

Very creepy. FYI it’s “towhead” (old European reference to the light blonde color of the fiber of flax or hemp before spinning). . . “Toe head” conjures up another image entirely ;)

Is the twist that you were the monster all along?

Yeah this is a fairly classic urban legend. I heard a spin on it when I was in middle school in the 90's ffs. 

Did you tell the owners of the house?  What did they say?

I heard the same story but it was a genital rash and she went to the sexual health clinic instead of the dermatologist.

I don’t for a second believe this is a true story, but it was really well written and I loved it.

If it were a European fey, you never say “thank you” - it means you admit you owe them a debt they can call in, often by enslaving you. The southeast US has Little People who occasionally help lost children and you can hear their drumming in the mountains sometimes. Sadly, I’m not familiar with western US land…

Two things: 1) was the kitchen thing at Sarabeth’s on the UWS? Because that was a fascinating and very funny article to read about when it happened. 2) I realize you understand the callousness, but as a native New Yorker who works in mental health care, I’d urge you to think about the way you describe some of the…

Security cameras are super inexpensive nowadays. You can buy them on Amazon, they connect via WiFi, you can monitor them from an app on your phone, they alert you when there’s sound or movement, you can make them do an alarm sound or a dog barking sound, etc. and they work at night, too (they have basic ‘night vision’…

Given some of your language describing other humans in this post, I think you likely got the day karma planned for you.  Google ableism, then rethink your post.

Uh, I think I know why she hasn’t been back and it doesn’t have anything to do with some shit on the sidewalk. You seem fun and not at all judgmental.

this is a scary story contest

Please check out Missing 411. I’ve read a few stories that track along with yours.