tomaspaine
TomasPaine
tomaspaine

I’m going to go out on a limb here and assume you justified buying the $5K bicycle with your own money, not other people’s.

Just what kind of BS is a non-reserved reserved seat?! And people wonder why nobody takes the trains and Amtrak needs $2b government subsidy.

The chicken isn’t dead...

I haven’t had cable in years, so... I’d say it was exceedingly successful!

“Sir, we’re losing altitude!” “Engage bottom rotor!”

PSA: the trains do NOT look like that picture.

Will it work?

BuT tHe CuLtUrE! It’S tHe GrEaTeSt CiTy On EaRtH!

If the bill could be contrued as allowing such trolling, it’s a bad bill.

Hear, hear. Who are these full time employees not picking up the intern’s tab? Jeezus Christ on a cracker, I’m a broke grad student teaching at a university, and when I meet with my undergrad students at a cafe, I always buy them a cup of coffee or a sandwich. Every other Friday I bring donuts in for our student

Missed an obvious answer here: Order something besides alcohol.

You are an intern... They KNOW you are broke. If you bust your ass, are cool, and honest about being broke I would guarantee someone or a few someones would buy a drink or two just to ensure you are part of the team. If not, you likely suck as an intern or your coworkers suck as people. It's just part of being on the

Just... don’t go? Or go and tell ‘em you’re broke, because honestly they know you’re an intern and shouldn’t be surprised. Or just say you have plans if you feel like you have to lie to get out of it.

Not fucking people you don’t know will make all of this easier.

Better idea - commute on a motorcycle

I have a siphon.  I look for cars without handicapped placards in handicapped parking and fill er up.  

One thing I’ve noticed is that if there’s a big spike in gas prices in a day (20-25 cents/gallon), Sam’s Club or Costco will lag a day or two behind in raising the price. So if you’re a member of either and see a price jump, go there to get your gas before they raise their price.

When I was 9, my mom enrolled me in a storefront karate class. The instructor would spend 30 minutes teaching us a ten step karate pose thingy. Like, a wax on, wax off, then leg on, leg off, kind of thing. Then he had us spar while trying to incorporate some of those poses.

Anecdote: I studied karate for most of my grade school years. Lost interest, didn’t look back. Fast forward 12 years, I was a young adult at a concert when someone larger than me by inches and pounds charged at me for no reason I could discern. I blocked a punch and hit him twice in the face before we were pulled

I’m going to be the guy who says it.