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    Because it's not openly talked about, and because I'm white, so I was never the recipient of it. And like I said, Massachusetts, until recently (the whole not letting Syrian refugees in), purports itself to be something different.

    I helped him once at the toy store where I used to work. He had his daughter with him. He was one of the nicest, most polite celebrity customers

    No. I think the rest of her list spoke to her reasoning.

    I’m not a parent, so I don’t know how hard certain things are, but I was a nany for 3.5 five years for various families and I have changed tens of thousands of diapers. I have changed diapers in many an odd place: on the grass, on a park bench, in a stroller, on a restroom floor (no changing table, but had pad to put

    A roommate of mine once ate what she thought was jalapeno flavored queso dip right from a jar. I felt really bad telling her that it was a jar of regular flavored queso that another roommate, who had moved out six months earlier, had left behind and that the green spots were mold, not jalapenos.

    I don't believe he is out in the business.

    I’ve already used my Rita Wilson is a bitch story, so I’ll tell you about the time Kevin Spacey swore at me.

    You know what? Powder was a complete and utter garbage movie. I like you better.

    Maybe because the food comes out quickly, there's still a high turnover. And you ordered drinks. Not everyone does. And they may still be annoyed, but showing it would affect their tips.

    Fair enough, but restaurant bars serve an equally duel purpose, and one of those is for people who want post- or pre-dinner drinks, sorry to say. If it makes you feel better you'd have to put up with each group for no more than 30 minutes.

    Why, as a serious drinker, are you drinking at restaurant bars?

    I got at least one table a week that pulled that.

    The bar area in restaurants serves as a place to wait and drink. The drinking was implied.

    I would only get annoyed if the restaurant was busy and I had other shit to do. Usually, the really annoying thing about people like that is after they dismiss you enough so that you stay away for a fairly long amount of time, they get cranky and demand to see you and complain about not being able to find you.

    I would say not using peanut oil takes less skill than driving. You're arguing a horrible point— that those with allergies shouldn't have the benefit of going out to eat. It's absolutely ridiculous.

    Everyone has to trust the server, the chef, the line cooks and/or the food runner when we go out to eat. We trust the chef will not spit in our food, we trust the sous chef will not put ground glass in our food. Back of the house workers look at tickets for every single order. For many orders, they have to ascertain

    You know this simile is way off base and totally inapt.

    This would be true if it weren't incredibly easy to accommodate people with food allergies, but it is.

    I always figured that if someone was incredibly anal about making sure whatever they were allergic to didn't make it into the food, then they were probably very allergic to that food. It seemed logical to me. I seriously never got the grumbling; it takes like, an extra ten seconds to ensure something is allergen free.

    It may have also been a harebrained assimilation scheme, like what Australia did to Aboriginal population for years. Steal their babies, give them to white people to raise, thereby getting rid of any non-white characteristics.