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Um, okay. Mine isn’t a fireworks blowout, but just sort of sad. Friend and I met as freshman roommates, and we remained roommates throughout college. Went to each other’s homes for vacations, etc. Really close friends. After college, friend moved overseas for a job, and I stayed for grad school, but we saw each other

Oh, my God. A few years ago when Husband and I were buying a new couch we ordered one online from Sears. Sears, who literally invented the first iteration of remote shopping, the Sears Catalogue.

This is what I don’t get. The same department stores that are going bankrupt and closing are the ones responsible for driving people away from the stores and online. Service was better, staff was actually knowledgeable about the products, and if they didn’t have something they would order it for you. Now, you’re lucky

I think it must have been actually pretty realistic training. I grew up in Southeast Texas, and if you’ve ever ween a harvested pine forest it looks a lot like the Ardennes after a few artillery barrages.

Great read. Thank you.

And its sequel —

“character pulls tarp off of something they thought they'd put away for good," be it car, motorcycle, or costume. 

(20 seconds of hyper accelerated keyboard clacking...)

I remember hearing stories of one restaurant (The Grill in Tucson, which will shock nobody) of a friend dropping his pen and looking under the table to see “two cockroaches fighting over a tater tot”. Also a horror story about a false wall panel that I shan’t even relay.

Not my story so I can’t enter it in the Pissing Contest, but a co-worker would NOPE right up whenever we suggested a particular local “country cookin’” restaurant for lunch.

My mom lives in rural west buttfuck. The single eatery is a mess of 1970's carpet and mangy mounted animal heads. The last time I ate there, the owner's cat came to the table to visit. Which, to be honest really didn't bug me. The weasel in her mouth put me off my mozza sticks, though. 

Years ago I was at family Italian place in my hometown enjoying some cheese ravioli with a friend. A young girl, maybe 11 years old, got up from a table nearby where she was eating with her parents and brother. She walked toward the kitchen and waitstaff station, and I started to get out of my chair and wave at her be

Oh... restaurants.  Yes, I remember those...

The worst i ever saw out of a customer was a woman changing her baby’s shit diaper on the restaurant table. We were a large chain restaurant, recently rebuilt after a natural disaster, and had changing stations in both men’s and women’s rooms. There’s no excuse. I’m a parent, don’t try to justify it it, that’s

GRRRR truck owners suck! No one should have any reason to buy a large truck!

Jalopnik: TOO MANY TRUCKS. TRUCKS TOO EXPENSIVE.  NO ONE USES TRUCKS FOR TRUCK STUFF

I agree. I think it’s always dumb, but the dumbness is slightly less now. The chances of a run killing someone in a direct way due to higher traffic seems much higher than the chance the somehow they divert resources that could have helped a coronavirus patient and so someone else dies that way.

I think the idea that it’s somehow worse to do this during the coronavirus is quite wrong—yes, a crash will pull resources away from the virus, but a crash during “normal” times could very well kill a family or other innocent roadgoers. Minimizing the risk of that kind of incident seems to at least balance the