I giggle every time I see white asparagus at the market because no matter how old I get, I will always have the comedy stylings of a 9-year-old.

The app works really well. I order maybe once every 6 weeks but it’s easily navigable, remembers old orders, and keeps my delivery instructions (how to find my apartment in the courtyard). It does everything it needs to do.

To the other people in this thread: Sorry but a light out ABSOLUTELY means the cashier is closed and you better not jump in that line. Dunno where y’all from but in Detroit the cashier will definitely tell you so too.

I’ve found that without fail there’s someone in the office that takes it upon themselves to put the server in their place whenever there’s a group outing. Give very specific instructions on what they want, calls them out if anything is out of line, etc. It makes for unpleasant lunches to say the least. Yet another…

Omg when I see people do that ive started saying to them “Hey, they’re closed” very loudly so people turn around. Usually the people look embarrassed and are like “Ohhhh....” And go to another lane.

Generally speaking, if you see a cashier with the light off, they’re trying to get back to their own job, or to break, or to go home.

The lights mean the same thing everywhere:

This also falls on Target for not enforcing the closed lane and perpetuating the myth that the customer is always right.

You know, you have a lot of the right answers, but the teacher is going to dock you for never showing your work.

Thats why you shop outside of the Strip for some things. I’ve done a run or two for some essentials at the Vons on Tropicana. Like a 20 minute bus ride on RTC from The Strip from the hotel i’m at usually.

Is this the right time to confess to an obsession with anthropomorphic graphics on house-brand household sponge products? I can never tell.

We had a misunderstanding of words. That would be a work obligation. Those I understand. To me: a social obligation (which there is no such thing) would be say let’s meet at the local Italian restaurant or steakhouse to celebrate my wife’s birthday. Bring whoever you want because you are paying for your own meal.

Reminds me of the old Dead Milkmen song.

Only “more than half?” You haven’t lived long enough!

Yes, absolutely! More pictures of dead cows and chicken guts!

A strong showing for Ireland this month.

Or family. I have high expectations of my kids, they stay seated, use indoor voices and if they drop food on the floor, I make them pick it up. Oh, and no toys at the table, color or read or participate in the conversation.

What this article needs are more pictures of the spills!

My mama used to say that you can learn all you need to know about a person by how they treat service people