How do parents not just stop, turn around, and go fetch cans of gasoline to burn these places down while putting a stop payment on the tuition check? You can bet if I ever saw signs like this I would raise a stink to high heaven.

In my mind I’m 18ish so I’m assuming this means you have to be an adorable blonde 27 year old faux hipster with an affinity for crop tops.

At my school, every dorm had signs pointing to where you were supposed to go along with some attempt at light-hearted fun/bad jokes.

FOR FUCK’S SAKE, LEARN TO SPELL, NUMB NUTS.

Heck yes! I spent what felt like days sifting through dresses/designers online and I kept coming back to Maggie Sottero, and I ended up getting one of her dresses. It’s exactly what I wanted and the price wasn’t obscene.

“not having any idea you literally can’t find a photographer that doesn’t make you look like someone who got pregnant at the age of 17 for less than $3500.” What? Is this some just outrageously classist nonsense no one is commenting on? Jesus, Jez has fallen and fallen hard.

Any Burning Man attendees on Tinder-

“Like the Oscar-winning actress, the shutterbug has tattoos — with meaning.”

He looks kind of like a guy I met on Tinder and dated for about two months and was super into until he broke up with me via text at 7am on a Sunday and used to text me every couple of months about how he really hoped we could still be friends #notbitter #thumbsdownemoji

Not repainting the newer name of the hospital on the helipad is not an ‘outsider’s’ mistake. Blame for that one falls squarely on hospital administration, as it does any New Orleans emergency planner who assumed that all first responders know the local lingo and are always from down the block.

I’m flummoxed in it’s almost like she’s pointing the finger at people who would be looking for a landmark such as a hospital by it’s ACTUAL name, one that it apparently had for ten years, like they’re the ones responsible when dumbasses apparently in The Big Easy must be lazy as fuck about updating something as simple…

Well and did she really get it “wrong”? She used the actual name of the hospital. This seems like such a strange thing to be upset about, and it takes up a huge portion of this article and appears to be the author’s primary issue with Fink’s book. I don’t get it.

I live in a neighborhood in Washington, D.C. that has been gentrified. For generations, the neighborhood was largely people of African and Latino descent, college-educated, homeowners and renters, in both low- and middle-income ranges. I’m not from the area, but went to college, and have developed a reverence for the…

It’s actually running to someone who’s been on a paleo/low-carb diet for way too long, so you’re safe.

Haha I had a friend in high school who was convinced that RSVP stands for Reply Soon Very Please.

No it’s not. That’s a commonly believed, but ultimately false origin for the word. The word tip didn’t enter our language as an acronym and has been used to describe a cash gratuity since at least the 18th century, long before acronyms started weaving their way into our lexicon.

If you want to complain about the time it took to receive your meal, talk to a fucking manager. Don’t withhold a tip. So long as it came out hot (which shows that the server did his or her part to make sure it got to you as soon as it was ready), it’s not their fault that your food came out late. Punishing them for…

I love the expression on various faces when I point out that if that pool shift acronym were a real thing, it would be T.E.P.S.

People were commenting on break.com’s version of the article with the phrase “TIPS: To insure prompt service”. Butchering of the English language aside, what the hell? Like servers and waiters have control over how long it takes the kitchen to make things.

I had an experience very similar to this back when I was waiting tables. I apologized profusely to the table for the delay and we comped quite a bit of their check, but they still left me zero on over a hundred dollar bill. And complained I wasn’t happy and enthusiastic about serving them. My mother had recently been…