LOL. I found it offensive when it first aired. LTTP millenials.

<.<

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. :/

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.

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.)

Moving the fireworks to when the sun is high in the sky will be a hard sell, no one can see them and everyone will complain, daysider and nightsider.

Tell the markets to stay open past noon or the shopping centres to stay open later than five. Late night shopping where I live is six pm. Weekend shopping? Four pm, unless the shop randomly decides to close at two. I’ve lost count how often I have rocked up to a store, and hour before closing, to find out they closed early so they could go enjoy the sun.

Seriously, I hate that if I keep to my normal sleep schedule (and this avoids insomnia and being sick all the time), I have a two hour window on most days to get things done. That two hours is from the moment I wake until shops close, not including the normal wake up stuff like showering, or eating. It also doesn’t include travel time, and I live in a sprawl where everything is a half hour away. I’d love to support the farmers markets, or browse the local markets and fairs. They are closing when I arrive, and I’ve already sacrificed sleep to try and attend.

Hopefully through their buttholes, not through their fingers and mouths.

Our previous ISP kept after us for a few years to return their modem/router. Only problem was we were a BYO account - we never had a need for their device, nor was it ever on our account or any invoices. A few years later, and every few months afterward (typically after I’ve had to contact them to solve the hell that was constant dropouts - reconnecting 2-4 times a minute) the missing BUDii would pop up again and they’d demand we return or pay for it.

Each time I got snarkier and snarkier, treading the line of being polite and sounding like I wanted to chew their face off. Then I got Betty (fake name) who asked for a moment while she read the correspondence on our account. She commiserated with the troubles we’d been having, clarified notes on our account and then solved what a dozen others couldn’t figure out, and we never heard about the BUDii ever again.

Cure for me - in my arse.

<insert flat joke here>

Befriend magpies too. Saved me from getting swooped every spring.

Once upon the SteelSeries keyboards were pretty good, I had a split one that I swore I’d use forever. One day a windows update flagged the driver as suspicious, and I was left with a keyboard that clicked and clicked but did nothing. MS support said it was up to SteelSeries to update their drivers, and SteelSeries basically told me to get fucked.

I don’t want pretty lights on my keyboard. I want all the keys in the wrong spots so people who don’t touch type have an aneurysm when they use my computer.

They could have brought about world peace to, but they had to wake the 11am friend.

They also don’t (or shouldn’t) eat plastic

Right up there with the people who ignore me, leave me alone or exclude me when I’m down. I’m depressed because I’m being excluded and feel isolated, jackasses.

“Just show up and do the thing, you’re always welcome!” (Ever tried just showing up when you’ve been removed from being told where the weekly thing even is and no one answers when asked?)

The amount of oblivious hypocrisy I’ve run into while navigating the deep blue is astounding.

Won’t be long before flour companies start packaging with fabric so people can make clothes.

6am friends could have also brought about world peace, but no, they had to wake up the 11am friend.