Somehow can’t edit my post. Either way, I dunno. I’d sleep in the corner. Anything to not miss a last word or a last look. I have tons of faith in medical professionals, and I’d never at all presume to tell them what to do, and I wouldn’t ask a damn thing from them other than what they’re already doing. But please…

I’m no kind of medical professional. I would be totally sensible and let the doctors do anything they wanted, but I’m pretty sure it would take a crowbar to pry me out of that room if you wanted me to go home and leave my parents alone if they were in serious condition. If they died in the middle of the night without…

Somewhat irrelevant question to the actual topic: why do you hate it when people stay the night? People want to make sure their family members are okay, and it’s not cool to shit on that.

When companies cater to this kind of people, it’s not just their staff who has issues with it. The other customers — the ones who are following the rules and trying to be decent human beings — don’t like it either. It’s uncomfortable to watch at best, and seeing special/better treatment being given to flaming assholes…

WHY WOULD ANYONE EXPECT SBUCKS TO HAVE THIS

Believe me, I know the benefits of giving, and getting, a good cupping of the balls. But this whole customer service culture we have is just getting ridiculous. I know so many people who have stories of customers being shitty and eventually complaining to corporate and corporate siding with the customer, even to the…

I’m with you. I will absolutely and with glee call out picky eaters to their face in public for being a pain in the ass when they are being one as well. If they keep it to themselves, fine, whatever.

My six year old’s favorite breakfast is scrambled eggs and avocado slices. I’m terrified that he’s going to start doing Crossfit during recess.

i was a ridiculously whiny little turd who ate approximately 3 types of beige foods as a child (and if they touched on my dinner plate oh dear lord, how I howled and went hungry that night). thankfully, as a teenager (and a vegetarian), I quickly grew out of my pickiness; and through experimentation, discovered a love…

I prefer to take a long detour instead of waiting for hours in traffic, even if I will be sitting in my ass in both situations. Must be the feeling that you are doing something and not just waiting.

I remember when I took my vacation in Morocco and I was alone there for a week waiting for friends, didn’t speak a single word of arabic or french. Now imagine a small village in the middle of the damn desert and me trying to order coffee. I only drank stuff with lots of milk in it and the waiter brings me an…

You can’t dip chips into salsa. Nothing would stick to it other than the juice. All the produce would fall back into the bowl. Therefore, you can’t “dip” salsa, and therefore, not considered “dip”.

My rule is that while you can have foods that you dislike, you don’t get to ‘only’ like a handful of foods. You can hate, say broccoli, but you can’t only eat chicken nuggets.

Mmmm, my favorite restaurant in NYC (The Redhead) makes their own potato chips and French onion dip and it’s amazing. And literally called “chips and dip,” because that’s what chips and dip fucking refers to!

I watched some random video on YouTube recently of some woman making pizza, and she suggested that we all go to our local pizza shops and buy raw dough if we didn’t feel like making our own. It made me cringe then, does anywhere do that? It seems so presumptuous.

“Dip” to me implies cheese or sour cream (optionally + flavorings, in either).

AGREE, in that situation I would certainly leave my baby at home with zero second guessing about the problems of society. I was waiting for the punchline at the end of this article where the author realized how inappropriate it was to bring her baby. I’m a working mother myself - and fully support all moms AND dads…

yeah. it’s sad. if i were her, i wouldn’t be able to live like that. i guess i just expect more from the (future) father of my children.

OK seriously, though — is there anyone (bride or not) who WOULDN’T rush to the side of their injured father or grandparents? I can’t even imagine getting the call and going, “Oh well, I’m sure they’ll be fine, I need to go make my grand entrance at my reception.”

This is ridiculous. If you want to have him spend his precious time apologizing for every racist thing he says, when is he going to find time to be racist?