Has Geoff Johns stopped writing all the characters as if they’re 12-year-olds in adult bodies? I might be in, then.

It’s not really about the specific time when people go home, it’s that everyone has to wait around for that one customer to be served before they can finish their closing duties. That’s annoying no matter what time you get off.

Sometimes people have a bad day.

Well, yes and no. Banana peppers can turn red as they mature, but pretty much all of the peppers picked to be pickled and sold in the US are picked in the yellow form (for uniformity of color). There’s no way you’d assume that banana peppers in a pizza place are going to be red.

The problem isn’t so much that she called salsa “dip,” the problem is that the restaurant had multiple dip-like items and she refused to specify even after being told that there were many dip-things on the menu. Servers aren’t telepathic.

You joke, but I actually had a history teacher in high school who didn’t hand out candy and didn’t let her kids trick-or-treat because “Halloween is a communist holiday that teaches children to go around begging.”

Clearly you have never worked a buffet.

Okay, but I’m guessing those quesadillas consist of more than just a tortilla, too.

That was probably my mother. Every time she calls me she opens with, “Hello, is this linalee?” Asking her who the heck else would be answering my cell doesn’t seem to get the point across.

Man, I want to be the sort of woman who doesn’t wear pants. Y’all are so much fancier than me.

Man, I want to be the sort of woman who doesn’t wear pants. Y’all are so much fancier than me.

A “cult” is actually a specific sort of organization—most mainstream branches of Christianity don’t qualify based on size alone.

How does one avoid a product if one literally doesn’t know what it is?

Being clothing and not a painting does change things, I think. You’re literally wearing a black person.

I realize it’s not a name, but I don’t think it matters whether the boss knew that or not. Even though the LW may be technically using the phrase correctly, it implies an inappropriate level of familiarity and I think many people (including people who know it is a colloquialism) find cutesy terms like that demeaning.

I don’t really think the distinction matters here. Don’t call your brand new boss a cutesy name, even if it’s a colloquialism.

Or...she could just not do the thing.

RIGHT? I can’t imagine a scenario where it would be appropriate to call someone at work (let alone your boss!) a peach. It’s belittling, and even though both the LW and the boss are women, it has a tinge of weird sexism. “Sweetheart” is also a southern colloquialism, but you still don’t call your boss that.

Actually, the idea of companionate marriage (meaning that your spouse was supposed to be your life partner and give you emotional support, moreso than your friends) didn’t emerge until the early 20th century, so that’s pretty accurate. Before then, marriage was considered mostly a child-producing institution and men…

But men also have far more options after high school (skilled trades, the military, vocational school, etc) than women do. A woman really has to go to college to have good earning potential—no one hires women to go work on an oil rig. And while theoretically the military treats everyone equally, it’s way harder for…

Hm, well let’s see