well maybe "just double digits" rather than nipper, but, yeah, fancied myself as a bit of satirist. Came of being a paper boy from an early age and reading most newspapers most days...
Ridiculously big fart cans on the back of ridiculously small cars. Sounds cool to the driver, sounds like overcompensating to everyone else.
Maybe it was one of those 'loose cannon' shopping carts, with a bad wheel? The stores around here never seem to repair or replace them, and after a while they're almost all like that. Try to go straight, it's fine until the bad wheel catches and suddenly the cart lurches off to the side violently. Or not?
That really does make me feel better! I wish I would have seen it when you first posted it, I was probably still stewing at the time (though I was mostly angry about other things in my life, these were just surface triggers that made me explode). And Dwarf Planet actually sounds cool. I can definitely live with that. Plus, I don't care whether the specialists use Cro-Magnon or not, we normal people do and always will, those who grew up knowing the term, and that's what I shall always call them. Ya know, sometimes they're alright in my book (like right now for instance)
My sister used to have pet ants when we were kids. She had one of those ant farms with the plastic sides, and one day it fell off the table and broke open—ants dispersed all over the house instantly. Mom was not happy.
Then there was the time I captured a wolf spider nearly as big around as the palm of my hand, and we kept it in a huge glass jar on a little table in the living room. Turned out the spider was female and pregnant, and soon there were countless little minion hordes in there. Then the dog knocked the table over and whatever we were using as a lid got knocked off. Mom's anger over the ants paled in comparison to this one. But it did abate somewhat when we learned wolf spiders aren't poisonous and eat other spiders and insects. I'm trying to remember how we were feeding it. Having images of my mom putting little pieces of lettuce in the jar, though that might not be right.
Nauseating him and her breakfast radio shows where they scream like 5 year olds on Christmas day every day. Everything is an end of the world drama and everything is just absolutely hilarious including the weather forecast. Asking why do cats have 9 lives and just when they're about to settle the argument after 15 minutes of drivel someone from another country calls in and says where they're from they only have 7 and of course it all kicks off again followed by Katy Perry or whatever.
Wait, I think that actually SHOULD annoy you! But my question would be, why would you listen to such garbage?
I don't, I'm either ambushed or having to have it inflicted on me because the easily amused driver ( who i really expected more from ) insists that its the best radio show ever.
Gordon Ramsay's videos...I type a search for a recipe about any type of food, and his pages or videos come up on top. Of course, he is a famous chef with millions of views! But boy I dislike so much his cooking style and the way he talks...it bothers me so much, I don't even understand why?! maybe I should put myself through watching fifteen+ of his videos in a row to immunize myself...would that work???
It's quite simple. It's because he is annoying. I call him Sweary Chef. Why he thinks he has the right to talk to people like they're something he scraped off the sole of his shoe I'll never know.
its put om for Tv - if he spoke to people like that in real life he'd be missing several teeth by now
And he can be a nice guy; there are some clips on YouTube of him interacting with kids and it's funny how stark the difference is.
Except me... I'm the one dude in the building who gets to tell the chef to fuck off! My rule is they get to yell at the servers all the want but better have a good reason for ripping a line cook, particularly when we're having trouble hiring them. Side note: my exec chef didn't make it back from Covid so I'm interviewing 8 over the next two days. Things are so bad in the industry I got 30 applicants in less than 24 hours. Normally, I might see 3 or 4 good candidates a year. Advantage: Homer! (Not really. The whole industry is fucked up flatter than hammered shit. We're all going to die.)
chefs talk to their under chefs and minions like they're scum... they wouldn't get away with speaking to a customer or manager like that outside of movies
Vibe I'm getting from the last two posts: under chefs and servers are fair game for being talked to like scum
Post of the day! How often and how much longer do we have to endure having the same old shit shoved down our throats???