Or an instant karma theme. Maybe the asshole customer wasn't told off by the server, but did get gored by a stray, angry bull immediately upon exiting the restaurant.

Oh my God- soup-based! Pinkham, no! I'm having PTSD. Swift change of subject- I ordered artichoke dip at this comedy club in DC last Friday, took one bite, and almost spit it out. It tasted obscene. It tasted like my childhood. It tasted like.....some insane fuckwit used cheap, salty cream of mushroom soup as a…

Spot on.

Very true, but the east coast sadly has it's share of self-righteous "Christian" types. I know you weren't at all implying that the east coast as a whole is free of religious hypocrites. I'm just feeling sorry for myself because I live in northern VA and we have a fair amount of affluent, smug white Christians.

My mom was a grammar nazi and I'm a better woman for it. Also, my AP English teacher was completely terrifying. Sometimes, I just end a complicated sentence with a preposition instead of sounding like an intolerable douche and it makes me a little twitchy. What if she's still out there, man?!

An ad so terrifying that it's only run in a country where people are under regular threat of being blown up by rockets.

Please send them! I want to read crazy Texan stories.

Or just shoot a hole in your own stomach, because why go through the rigmarole of slowly burning a hole outward from the effects of a four shot of Starbucks Americano every day. Gross.

I hope the passive-aggressive note authors don't have any kids, because having parents who resort to full-on psychological warfare at perceived slights by *a stranger* is...ugh, there is not enough therapy in the world. That was disturbing. And fuck that coffee…

She is a transwoman, and an enraged, anti-feminist anarchist who thinks that all cops should die. It must really suck to be that angry all the time. That's a lot of energy wasted on nursing impotent rage when you could be out doing awesome things, like making monogrammed thermoses and saving bread. Or pretending…

She's a transwoman and a very angry, feminist-hating, cop-hating anarchist. It must suck to be that angry all the time.

That can't be your worst nightmare, though. It has no marshmallows on it.

ALL forms? Cream pies, too? pecan pie? I know he hates pumpkin pie, which I can't even discuss. Pie > cake all day long, every day of the week. Pastry ftw.

I know! It's like putting sauce on a steak. Savages.

She did. And Adultosaur is repaying her karmic unicorn debt in the form of awesomely funny comments on this blog. It's a win-win for all.

Agreed. When I say "take your time, I'm not in a hurry," my intentions are exactly what you have above. I say this when the person is visibly frustrated. I'm assuming if I said "I'm not angry with you, etc.," that would seem patronizing. Yep, I know people are supposed to work quickly, but I'm sympathetic to the…

I've had very similar experiences in my decades working in many, many different places around the country. Not sure why you're the one getting argued with in a very long thread filled with much more vehemently-stated responses against Boomers...

"My personal anecdotes kinda bear this out, but my sample size is rather limited. "

Unless someone is a vegetarian, I don't want to hear* any food-shaming from them about sea insects or hot dogs. Why is this grosser in theory than eating cow pelvis or a pig's rib cage?

Truth. And without BCO, Mondays would revert to being desolate weekly reminders that I'm not independently wealthy.