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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Those people don't bother me as much as the ones who are stopped right in front of the elevator or escalator just to have a conversation.
Dude, yes. And their cousins, the group of five who stop halfway up the stairs, and not even at a landing, to have a long and heartfelt chat.
Counter ordering is definitely an advanced application of the two rules.
I am so ingrained with the counter ordering procedure that it throws me off and irritates me if the order-taker engages in chit-chat.
"I'd like the #3 with cheese and a medium drink."
"Oh, those are good."
(Horrified stare)
"...so that comes to $6.42..."
"Thank you."
Argh. Is basic Internet literacy (i.e., don't believe everything that's forwarded to you, even if it sounds reasonable) too much to ask of school employees? Particularly technology teachers and IT DEPARTMENT HEADS?
God, I love this conversation. And now I really, really miss NYC.
But Boston, now, there's a cold, harsh city. Those people are mean.
Yeah, see the thing is that we really just don't care.
I need to have The Talk with my parents but I sort of want to get through dealing with Tom's mom first. But I think I may have to get over that. Or get my sister to do it! Yes.
Happy birthday Scola!!!!!
Hey look, I am bon bon. Damn tourists.
And hippies!
Also? STAND RIGHT WALK LEFT. It's not fucking rocket science, and I resent you making me have to resist the urge to send you tumbling down the escalator like you're asking for.
YES!!!! Man, that's a huge pet peeve of mine. And I will run you down if you get in my way. (I hate standing on an escalator or moving sidewalk. What a waste of time!)
Holy crap. If Kristen still worked in Santa Clarita, I'd totally beg her to pick this up for me.
But in my experience, black people damned well notice other black people's race, and are fairly likely to use it in a description or retelling.
Former Boss used to laugh at me a lot because I, personally, use race as the last descriptor and even then, only if nothing else I am saying is getting through. I told her, "You could be lost in a room of a thousand white people and I would ask everyone if they saw the woman in the red dress before I asked if they saw the black woman." She thought that was hilarious.
I gotta say, in an airport, holding both luggage and a small child's hand, I both stand on the escalator AND block the whole thing. Please don't hurt me.