It’s like nicknames. First it’s Joseph, then Joe, then Napoleon Jonaparte.

I’ve been a server at multiple types of establishment in multiple countries. The only time anyone ever fucked with someone’s food/drink, it was because the customer had jumped one of the servers in the restaurant the week before and beaten the shit out of them.

Then I probably wouldn’t go, but I don’t go and not tip because the menu is expensive.

Sounds lovely.

They still put the effort in. If it’s sloppy or poorly made and the bars not busy, I don’t get another one.

Plus, I’ll tip $1-2 for a fancy cocktail even if the service is crappy, because those take time to make, so I don’t really need to know what the service is like ahead of time unless it’s incredible. This sounds like it wasn’t though.

Pistachio ice cream was never red afaik, just the plain/salted nuts in shell. They also used to be way more expensive, so I only remember seeing them a couple times. I mostly just remember the color of my fingers after eating them.

Every generation worries about the new one, but they haven’t actually had cause in the past.

In the US at least, you might not convince people. I think every parent thinking about it imagines their child calling them during a school shooting to say I love you one last time.

That’s more worthy of respect than someone who doesn’t admit that capitalism affects our education system

It’s also about ten years out of date, 25 year olds today probably wouldn’t recognize this

I always just assumed it was hard for the rest of your penis’ life, and after a certain point without adequate blood flow…

I can’t imagine that working out great for Gazans. Maybe Russia?

I’d probably choose the cane over the shoes, too

That’s some Žižek shit right there

Counterpoint: my dad sent me a cheezburger meme yesterday and I only need to go back a couple weeks to find rage comics memes in my group chats. I’m honestly surprised at how long memes can stay relevant; when they first started being called memes, it felt like they could only have a lifespan of a few weeks (though that’s basically the definition of survivorship bias).

I recognize that that type of comment is supposed to be a joke (and I’ll react accordingly, because I’m not a buzzkill), but it absolutely isn’t actually funny (ha-ha) for me.

Hmm. Maybe ICE deserves to be in Nuremberg right now

Sure it is. We used to have crimped laundromat coins and if you put it in backwards, it wouldn’t work. This was baffling to people.

You’ve already made a significantly healthier assumption than that strangers seeing you in need want to lie to you.

I say “used to,” because we switched to a combination you enter on the door handle and they still can’t figure it out. Now they tell me there aren’t any buttons on the door handle.

I’ve been accused by multiple customers of lying to them about how to access our bathrooms. I have no idea what their lives are like that they assume strangers would just do that to them for no reason.