I've always added a carrot.
Pads maybe. Not tampons. Tribble hair isn't very absorptive.
Also: Ew. I hate you.
First I was asked politely to not swear, even if I was not a customer facing employee.
Second time I was cautioned was because I'd switched to swearing in another language. Manager thought it was hilarious, but they still knew I was swearing.
I spent the next five years being increasingly creative with how I swore. A temporary (and loud) revert to English swearing when I was in a workplace accident was kindly ignored due to circumstance.
There was no third warning.
We don't want him. Surely there's an island in the middle of the ocean he can be sent.
ASKA, Satisfactory, and No Man's Sky. Occasionally a bit of Pax Dei thrown in in case my building scratch is itchy.
There was a place like this in Vancouver, no idea if it is still there.
The Elbow Room. "Food and service is our name, abuse is our game!"
One of our group asked for water, he got told his legs worked and he could get it himself. The food was amazing, although we did get told off for not finishing our plate.
Indeed.
And only pulled after some pearl clutching nanny noticed and decided to point out the original ruling.
Not the first time someone had a dummy spit over a game that is less problematic than the average M rated movie...
I have so far managed to avoid threads, but Insta is filled with 'Comment forcedengagement to get the pattern/recipie/cureforthecommon cold' or stolen videos with facts about some shitty car.
I block them, but that appears to count as interest, so I end up with more of that shit shoved at me.
I'm only there because the crafters I want to see are there, and none of them want to join anything federated. :(
Can you be my neighbour? The new ones think 8am is the perfect time to stand outside my window and scream at each other. I've just gotten to sleep. Noise at 11 (even a lawnmower outside my room) I could sleep through, but that first two hours of sleep I struggle to stay asleep.
The winddown before sleep is nice, it's so peaceful outside.
(Currently at a 5.30am bedtime.)
A stop-motion movie from many years ago. An enthusiastic, campy romp that pokes fun at the movie making industry.
It's one of those movies that leaves you giggling, or scratching your head in confusion.
We have the Poangs as well, and I can't recline in them. The only comfortable position is to rip the cushion out and put it on the floor, and sit on the floor. >.<
I have the seatbelt cutting my neck problem too - and I'm not exactly short. :/