People do that last thing? Seriously? That’s what the bar is for people.
People do that last thing? Seriously? That’s what the bar is for people.
It’s okay sweetie. We all step in it on these comment sections sometimes don’t we? And frankly I shouldn’t have pushed it that late taking my medication either.
If the first movie did that to you please don’t watch the second one.
No. Just no. For the love of all that is unholy NO! SATC2 was bad enough. Oh hell, the first movie was completely unnecessary.
I can only imagine.
Rudeness on top of that crap would be my last straw. I can’t abide by people talking down to others.
Don’t you just love it when they pull that shit on you?
I got thy single malt bug in my mid 20’s as well. I had some older friends with a great liquor cabinet. I was only a cheap date until I hit about 21 and discovered imported and craft beers and good whiskey.
Mr. LBA and I have dined with those people. We don’t go out with any longer because damn it’s just not that hard to figure out what to eat.
That’s several members of my family. I hate that and always feel bad for the server when they do that. They also say they’re ready and then ask several questions about the five or so things they’re debating having. I don’t go out to eat with those family members unless I can’t avoid it.
It’s a twice a day medication. We were just very busy on Saturday so we ended up eating later than usual.
Team Why Not Both? Also cheesecake.
I also have a question for current and former waitstaff about how big an annoyance are people who send you away several times before finally ordering their meals. Mr. LBA and I were out with his friend and friend’s girlfriend a few nights ago, and girlfriend sent our waitress away three times and only made up her mind…
You have my sympathies because I would have reacted the exact same way. You can accuse me of many things, but stealing is not one of those things. Also fuck the other lady for not saying something at the time.
One of my exes worked at a grocery store, and those old ladies were one of his daily complaints. He always said: “they can’t remember the names of their fucking grandchildren, but they sure as shit can remember the price of every goddamn item in their carts.” He also always complained about the “bread” women; you know…
Chester Drawers
I can admit that it took me way, way too long to get the joke. In my defense it’s Monday, I had a busy weekend, and I’ve been on pain meds for over a week.
Nor that it wasn’t popularized by that stupid song.*
Why is it so hard for most folks to just shrug and say “hmm I never knew that about giraffes” and just move on from there? No one is going to go around referencing that story as “well this one time an idiot customer came in and...” Of course I ask that question as a person who makes it a life goal to not ever be…
I love this story because I’ve had almost the exact same experience with so many guys who are trying to impress me with their knowledge of booze complete with the whole “well little lady” bit. They were never that knowledgeable, and more often than not they were just completely wrong. Maybe next time they’ll not walk…