POV: The Dishwasher
POV: The Dishwasher
Same. When my dad turned retirement age I would make absolutely sure every waiter and cashier knew he was a senior. I’d loudly ask if his senior discount had been applied. Ah, the sweetest of petty revenges.
(Karmic backlash: my kid has always been tall and strong for his age. I lost out on years worth of “kids for free” discounts. The ONE time I tried to eek him under an age limit he quite expertly shut down any shenanigans by stating his birth date, age to the day, and a proclamation that he would be ordering from the non-kid menu anyway, so it didn’t matter. He had just turned 6.)
Putin’s even throwing his spy whales out of windows?
Well, nuclear winter would certainly solve that global warming problem for everyone left.
Most people who do this are looking for a middle ground, somewhere between here and there. Sadly, going somewhere new and tearing it down is easier than staying somewhere and building it up.
are you fucking kidding me?! I personally know four people who’s wiring harnesses were destroyed by squirrels. One who’s seats were destroyed by a raccoon that opened an unlocked fucking door, and one who’s vehicle was totalled by a horse.
You’ve never seen stories like these because none of them happened to a Tesla.
Oh I know a guy who transported a goat in a BMW, and miraculously nothing bad happened. Does that mean BMW’s are goat proof?!
orcas 🤝 racoons
fucking with humans
zero people here are excusing him for being a liar
zero people here ever believed him to begin with
zero people here believe any vehicle can be built “like a tank”. (How rock-like really were Chevy’s from the 90’s? What does Ford Tough even mean!? Can I really drive my Ram through solid objects as the name implies!??!)
What people are saying is that a raccoon can claw through a rubber seal, regardless of the marketing because, as it turns out, racoons don’t believe musk either (and they likely don’t watch ads).
I think you’re severely underestimating the power of a crowbar
https://www.reddit.com/r/TankPorn/comments/17mvr4l/german_ww2_training_film_showing_how_to_fight/
I love how the dude isn’t even a dad yet and is already somehow instinctively weaseling out of (the inevitable) child support payments.
From the U.S. Coast Guard press release:
Initial engineering calculations indicate potential volume of crude oil that could have been released from the affected pipeline is 1.1 million gallons.
So yeah, no one can go out there with a bucket and measure it, but that’s probably a safe estimate.
shadowsocks seems to be the best way for now.
I’ve been there, I have friends there now! Your health is worth more than money.
Get your ass to that hospital, money be damned!!
This sounds very serious. At this point, you need to decide if you want to live and possibly be paying medical debt off for a while, or die.
Definitely put up a go fund me, but SWEET JESUS don’t let the thought of medical debt drive you to what is essentially suicide.
Google tells me this:
Medical bills are generally classified as nonpriority unsecured debts, and they’re a type of debt most likely to be discharged, or wiped clean, in a bankruptcy.
A bankruptcy follows you for a decade or less, so worst case, declare bankruptcy.
Well, it’s revenue not profit, so theoretically it could be money out of his pocket that the social media platform formerly known as Twitter perhaps wouldn’t be able to pay by itself.
I used to help with training sessions at a previous company. We had a computer lab type room, people would spend half a day in there and then I’d lock up after. There were two doors to two different parts of an access-controlled building, so the main door was a key lock, but the rear door was badge access.
I locked the main door, turned to leave through the rear door, saw that a lady had come back through the rear door to get her purse. No big, that’s the door we’re going through to leave anyway, so I move to follow her out.
I turn off the lights by muscle memory as I reach for the door which scares her. She lets out a yelp. I’m apologizing as I move to flick the lights back on
At that exact moment someone came through the front door with their key and saw us standing In close proximity, in a dark room with locked doors. I was already moving to turn the lights back on, so they flick on and we both look guilty as fuck because I’m an awkward IT guy trying to fast talk explain this isn’t what it looks like and she’s got “just got jump scared by this asshole” face.
The only thing that saved me was that I was friends with the HR manager that had just walked in, and about 40 years younger than the lady with the purse. I’m sure had it been any other of the women in the class I’d have been in an HR meeting.
Two other coworkers were caught getting it on in that room a few months later.