i don’t know what fucking magic they infuse into the finnish Aura -blue cheese that other cheeses lack but it’s the most delicious stuff i’ve ever known man
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i don’t know what fucking magic they infuse into the finnish Aura -blue cheese that other cheeses lack but it’s the most delicious stuff i’ve ever known man
The voice acting didn’t have to hit like that
you have to unmute the voice acting is Oscar worthy
he sounds like an anime villain
this is just the guy from that game slave 2 episode of invader zim
oh my god
guys,
Mods? Take him to the stump of his favorite childhood tree.
Mods, make him busy during a friends planned trip so he misses out on the new inside joke.
Mods… change the smell of his parents house.
look boss, our quarterly "subjection to the brutalities of the Absurd" budget is almost blown already. can we not just shoot this one twice in the back of the head and call it a day?
number one rule! never believe ur thoughts after 10 pm . unless its about The Character then believe all of your thoughts wholeheartedly
*looking at the OC I crafted with my own hands* what the actual hell is her problem
If you’re a Non-Muslim and you see a Muslim praying in public, could you please not pass in front of them?
Go behind them, but not in front. 👍
Oh, signal boost! I didn’t know this.
Okay, but also: if you see a Muslim praying in public and they have something in front of them, like a purse or a bag or something like that, you can pass in front of them, but pass in front of that object.
it’s called a sutrah, and it’s meant to act as a physical barrier between the person praying and someone who might happen to pass in front.
Also, if you did this and didn’t know, please don’t beat yourself up over it. Now you know! Muslims aren’t supposed to pass in front of Muslims praying, either, because prayer is communication with God and you don’t want to break that connection.
Spread culture, respect customs, be good people. Simple as that.
Didn’t know this.
Reblogging again
THE AMOUNTS OF REBLOGS THIS HAS JUST MAKES ME SO HAPPY
S I G N A L B O O S T
Reblog forever !
Similarly, if a Jew is saying the Shemonah Esrei prayer (whispered, moving only the mouth, standing facing east with legs together) don’t go in front unless there’s a barrier.
DO NOT DO THIS.
This makes me so angry.
If you work in a movie theater and you do this I have no respect for you.
My younger brother is Type 1 Diabetic.
When we go to a movie theater, we always get him diet soda. If he were to get regular when we asked for diet, we would not give him the insulin he would need for it. If that happens, his blood sugar level could go so high he could go into a coma, go blind, or even die.
If somebody gave him regular soda instead of diet without telling us, that person could be responsible for a nine-year-old being killed or blinded.
Just thinking about that makes me so angry. I get scared every time we take him to a movie in case the people working there saw this picture and decide to do the same thing.
Please signal boost this so people know.
This also applies to baristas
Fun story about the baristas doing this kind of shit.
I am very sensitive to lactose, not Lactose intolerant but because of stomach ulcers that are still healing. A couple years ago I went to Starbucks right after my classes with some friends and asked for a green tea latte with soy milk. The barista, for some reason out of malice and/or hate for her life so she took it out on me, gave me whole milk in my latte.
5 minutes after my first sip of latte, my stomach cramped BAD. Not the “Oh! time to poop!” kind of cramp but it felt like someone had stabbed me with a knife and twisted it. Now I’ve had this happen before so I knew the cause of it. I went up to the barista clutching my gut screaming at her that she put dairy in my latte rather than soy LIKE I REQUESTED. She denied it and called me a “pretentious white girl for wanting soy”and so my friends got the manager. I had to explain that I had stomach ulcers that were still healing and if I were to go to the hospital for this incident, they would be responsible for it.
Manager flipped his shit and the barista was terrified out of her mind. Pretty sure both thought i was gonna sue. Manager actually fired her on the spot because of the negligence. My friends managed to get me home in one piece while I stayed home for 3 days in absolute agony and missed my midterm.
So remember kiddies, if someone is asking for Diet or “Skinny” or “soy” or anything that is not regular, give them what they requested because it may not be them being healthy, but a dietary need that can possibly be life or death
also if they ARE trying to be healthy you should give it to them to!! Its not your decision to police or question others food choices!!!
also im lactose intolerant AND ive had stomach infections/ulcers so i feel this.
I have Celiac Disease, so I’m very gluten intolerant. When I go out to eat at restaurants a lot of people just assume that I asked for my food gluten free because of the gluten free diet fad (which is usually a bullshit diet btw).
Last month I went out to dinner with a friend at an italian restaurant that had a small gluten free menu. I had been there once before and had their gluten free pasta and it was great! I think one of the managers had been there and was super helpful when taking my order to make sure that everything was gluten free for me. When I ordered the gluten free pasta again this time though, the waitress who took my order all but rolled her eyes at me. I didn’t think much of it at the time, because the restaurant was so accommodating before, I just assumed it would be the same this time.
But sure enough, they brought out my pasta, I ate it, and about an hour later I had extreme stomach pains and was throwing up (in a movie theater no less).
Barfing and agonizing pain aside, eating gluten when you have celiac causes a lot of internal damage that’s hard to notice. The biggest thing is that it damages your intestines, preventing your body from absorbing nutrients properly, which can take months to heal.
So PLEASE, if you work at a restaurant or anything with food and someone asks for something a certain way, please listen to them and don’t just disregard someone’s order. It’s not funny and it can have serious consequences.
I will reblog this with every single story about someone getting sick because of an asshole giving them the opposite of what they ordered until it sinks in for everyone.
Recently on the news a 16 year old boy with a dairy allergy had gone to eat at IHOP with his family. The specifically asked if they could make dairy free pancakes and they said yes. Not too long after he had a reaction and was rushed to the hospital. This kid died because the was dairy in his pancakes that they asked for no dairy. His epi pen that his mother had wasn’t enough to help him. I know working in fast food or any job that’s serves food and beverage sucks but not as much as causing someone to get sick over negligence.
My youngest cousin – who is now five, he just started kindergarten – has Celiac’s disease. You would not BELEIVE the amount of times I’ve heard my aunt say she’s ordered something gluten free, only to watch the waiter or waitress’s eyes go huge when she gives it to my cousin – my cousin with the medical id band on his tiny five year old wrist proclaiming I HAVE CELIACS and have to take it back. Shit like this could kill my cousin. Knock it the fuck off.
I cannot tolerate caffeine–it makes me have chest pain and a racing pulse, and also gives me horrible body pain, so I always ask for decaf if I order coffee when I’m out, and doublecheck with the waiter/ress when they bring it. but instead of saying “is this decaf like I asked for?” I always say “oh, did I remember to order decaf?” I shouldn’t have to act like I’m the forgetful one (because I know damn well I asked for decaf) but it seems to work better than implying that they screwed up when I take the blame on myself like that. and if there’s any hesitation when they answer, I tell them, “if there’s any doubt, please get another one, or just give me water–if this is regular, it’ll mess up my heart” and lots of times when I say that, they look alarmed and go change it or get another one.
but I shouldn’t HAVE to share my personal medical history with strangers just to get my order right! no one should! how is it their business? it makes me really uncomfortable to have to do that. JUST GIVE PEOPLE WHAT THEY ORDER!
I’ve reblogged this maaaany times before but there’s a few new stories on here so i’m doing it again.
cut this shit out
don’t be that kind of asshole.
As a diabetic, this would make me so beyond angry. Skinny doesn’t mean they don’t have a life threatening illness. Skinny doesn’t mean they can process sugar the way you do. People that do this are the worst kinds of people. DO NOT DO THIS!
Me and my family went to a restaurant a few years back and one of the dishes we ordered was made with wine vinegar, which I am allergic to, so we asked the waiter to skip it, and he said sure, no problem, that’s fine. So my food gets to the table, and I start eating and then my throat closes and I can’t breathe and then I start coughing and throwing up right there in the middle of the restaurant and it was very fortunate that I was with my family and they knew what was happening to me. I had to be rushed to the hospital, and admitted, and I came damn near close to having my throat cut open so I could breathe through a whole on my neck. Because they put wine vinegar in my food when I explicitly told them not to, because they were assholes, and I could have died. They probably didn’t mean to hurt me but they did. I missed class, and work, and, again, I COULD HAVE DIED.
i have cyclic vomiting syndrome and can’t tolerate dairy or red meat. violating my dietary restrictions triggers an acute episode, and i have to be hospitalized and given iv saline, ativan, and anti-emetics to stop the (extremely painful and incapacitating) vomiting. if somebody put regular milk instead of soy milk in my latte and i didn’t notice the taste immediately, i could wind up in the er and then spend several days in bed recovering, eating nothing but saltines and dry toast and clear liquids until my body was able to tolerate food again, unable to work or go out or do anything besides rest. whenever i go to starbucks, i WATCH them make my drink. cvs episodes are horrible and i hate them, and i can prevent them if i do everything right, but that means my damn barista has to cooperate. if somebody decided i was a stuck up white girl and gave me whole milk instead of soy they could put me in the hospital and cost me days of income. give ppl the food they fuckin order. it’s not that hard.
Reblogging because it’s so important. I’m “lucky” I don’t have any food allergies or intolerence, but it makes me mad when people take them not seriously, think you are picky or just following a “white girl diet fad”.
90% of people don’t take my cats and dog allergies seriously when I tell them I’m allergic and wondering if a cat or a dog is present at X place. They think it’s just watery eyes. Nope. Well yeah, watery and itchy eyes, but I start wo wheeze and have trouble breathing. They don’t give epi-pen for those (anyway you have to go to the hospital after) just inhaler. It’s no miracle, specially if I didn’t take other meds before.
When people tell you about their allergies or restriction, trust them!
Reblogging for all the stories here because this is sooo important!
I have a severe allergy to gluten and relate to MANY of the stories above. My daughter has a severe allergy to milk fat, and I have had to hold her hair many times while she vomits on the side of the road because we couldn’t even make it home from the “accidental” whole milk instead of skim.
I’m super lactose intolerant so accidental milk is always fun. Severe diarrhea, stomach cramps, bloating, and gas like you wouldn’t believe. Better than death you might say but, I have other medical conditions, so that diarrhea could lead to vomiting(it’s so bad the vomit comes out my mouth AND nose) and dehydration that in turn becomes low cortisol and adrenal crisis. A bitchy barista can land me in the hospital with an intramuscular shot and saline iv. Hun, it takes no time to listen and follow my order. It takes me at least 24 hours to get out of the hospital. Be nice.
I’m allergic to pork. Legit allergic. I can’t count how many times I’ve had to ask it off my food only to receive it with bacon or ham or something on it.
Please respect peoples food requests. It costs 0.00$ to not be a dick.
I actually have customers who say they’ll only eat at my restaurant when I’m there, because they know I require all policy to be followed, as in “I will kick you the fuck off your shift if you skimp,” if someone says the words “I have an allergy.” I developed our allergy policies, for that matter, because what we had in place before was “I guess you shouldn’t change your gloves … . ?” On my shifts your gloves get changed, that line gets wiped down with a new cloth, paper under EVERY ITEM for the person with the allergy, bag their food separately to prevent contact. If there’s a risk of cross-contamination with an allergen, like tomatoes in the guac because stuff spills when you’re moving as fast as we do, I’ll open a new bag of food. I learned the ingredients in every item we serve so I could advise people on hidden allergens (e.g., there’s a small amount of wheat in our beef as a thickener; we fry with safflower oil). We have a grease pencil to mark special builds and I use it liberally on allergy orders. If all of this sounds like overkill, you’ve never watched a child suffer from anaphylaxis. I don’t play around.
Like, I bitch about my job a lot, but food allergies and special needs are not something I will ever bitch about. Even if you’re a complete asshole I won’t risk contaminating your food. (Although people with allergies seem to be way nicer than the general population, I gotta say.) Don’t do it. If someone’s a petty asshole to you, give them too much ice in their drink. Don’t play with their health.
DO NOT FUCKING SCROLL PAST THIS P L E A S E
Reblogging this again because it is important. Doing the right thing has no cost but doing the wrong thing can cost a person’s life. Don’t be a dick, give the person what they ordered
As someone with several food allergies of varying degrees of severity, I know the risks I take any time I eat anything I don’t make myself.
I am always very clear and up front with wait staff (no cilantro - I am severely allergic) I ask questions if the menu is vague (are the empanadas made with beef or pork chorizo?) and I scrutinize my food to make sure it is safe to eat, but I still get dairy in my soy chai and actually had a waitress write “extra cilantro” on a kitchen ticket once. I had to send it back with the food runner and he showed me the ticket.
Why do that?! I’m terribly polite because I feel guilty for needing the special order but I do enjoy breathing and would like to continue doing it.
Milk or beef will cause medium distress and I admit that I’ll eat them in small amounts, on occasion, if I’m feeling up to it; apples or lettuce will cause intestinal bleeding so I strictly avoid them; but ingesting even the smallest amount of cilantro will swell my throat, lock my lungs making it almost impossible to breathe and give me aggressive full body hives. I can’t even get to close to it at the store without my heart racing wildly and my lungs tightening like a fist is wrapped around them.
All in all, I do accept the risk associated with eating things I didn’t prepare myself, but I will hold a grudge against any establishment that is staffed by asshats who *deliberately* poison me. I rarely allow a dish I send back to be replaced, never go back to a place that ignored my order and I’ll leave a review everywhere I can.
Please please please do not be the asshat that hurts someone over your assumptions. It may seem petty and amusing to you but it *can* kill.
I am allergic to nothing, but giving me soy will make me sick for days, because it sets off my autoimmune disease for some reason.
Giving me unwarned-for dairy will give me severe GI problems, and the inflammation from that will set off my autoimmune disease. (If I know about the dairy, I can ameliorate this by like 90+% easily, like for example I just ate some cheese but since I fed it to myself I took medication and it shouldn’t cause me any problems. So it’s sneak dairy when I ask for something else that’s the problem.)
Just don’t mess with it when people ask for changes. Or be honest about what you can & can’t do (there’s a restaurant near me which is really great about adjusting most things, but there’s like 2 dishes on the menu they can’t alter in a way that makes them safe for me. When I asked, they were totally up-front about it and now I know).
All of this. And let me illustrate.
I’m medium-sensitive–not allergic–to the solvents used to create decaf and certain artificial sugars (like sweet and low and equal; splenda, not so much, but I still dislike due to classical conditioning from equal experiences). It’s minor: cramping and extended bathroom use for a few hours and basically just annoying. Which makes any diet sodas, decaf sodas, decaf coffee, and decaf black teas not recommended and kind of sucky and at worst, it makes me twitchy and nervous along with cramping and bathroom residence.
(I do get the irony that decaf and artificial sugars make me twitchy and nervous while caffeine and sugar calm me down. But it makes it easy for me to tell when I’m given the wrong thing, which by the way is almost never.)
It’s the hat trick of lucky sensitivities; none of these are likely to be given to me by accident ever (it happened once; all other experiences were my own damn fault or an unfortunate Lent sacrifice that taught me the value of not making stupid Lent sacrifices but probably made God laugh a lot). I don’t have to ask for anything outside the norm of an order.
Which is why I pay attention to people’s allergies and food restrictions. It’s habit now; even with people I know, even with friends, even with family, I double check before making them anything or feeding them anything. Sure, I remember, but why take the risk I forget something minor or I didn’t know about some small thing related to it or just didn’t occur to me because I’m in a rush or I had no idea that item actually had a trace of this? Who on earth wants to be responsible for hurting someone–or killing someone–just by ignorance, much less malice?
Not having allergies is a privilege; not worrying about being given the wrong thing and getting sick or dying is a privilege; not having to be aware every second you are in public around food or other allergens about exposure is one fuck of a privilege.
There is no excuse; deliberately or carelessly ignoring their request is no different than dropping arsenic in their food and thinking it’s funny. Think I’m being dramatic? Read above and try again; if I had my way, every person who ever deliberately fed or exposed someone to an allergen they were told was a problem would be charged with felony assault and that’s just the minimum.
I work at a Sonic. We have “sugar free” flavors for our teas; mango, peach, raspberry, and blackberry. The number of people that ask for a “sugar free [flavor] slush” are insane. Our slush is basically pure sugar water. When I tell them, “I’m sorry it is not possible for me to make a sugar free slush.” They say shit like, “I got one the other day.” “No Ma'am you absolutely did not. The flavor is sugar free, the base is not. I can add the sugar free flavor but it does nothing about the sugar in the base product. Putting sugar free raspberry in a sprite doesn’t make it a sugar free sprite. The same with the slush. If they ask for a raspberry slush I don’t even think about it because they understand, but if they specifically say “sugar free raspberry slush” I know they have no clue what they’re asking for. And the 16 year old carhops don’t understand the difference when someone says, “raspberry slush” vs, “sugar free raspberry slush.” I am constantly telling new kids, make sure they KNOW that the slush itself is pure sugar.
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I think part of getting better is complete ego death. Like you’re not above setting a timer for 5 minutes and focusing on a task. You’re not above doing a very simple 3 minute workout to start. You’re not above reading for 10 minutes a day when you first get out of your reading slump, even if you used to read for hours. You’re not above starting slow and then building up to where you want to be/where you once were. What you are above is total inertia. Doing something really is better than doing nothing. Radically accept where you are, radically accept your limits, and go from there. Don’t let your ego get in the way.
dont store a knife with the point facing down, it damages the blade. no, dont do that either. when you store it with the point facing up you might accidentally hurt yourself when you try to grab it. dont store a knife at all actually. your blade must never leave your hand, always ready, ruthless and waiting. you know deep down that ever since you learned the stench of blood you will never be able to cast it aside. or just get a sheath for it i guess.
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this wins over other pro-gay commercials because you had no idea he was gay and then you can’t tell which one is his husband
they are showing them as people
not as gays and straights
fuckin love this commercial
can we just talk abotu the fact that the husbands arent even bringing the drinks over theyre just standing there next to the drinks and chatting
fuckin useless husbands
they are showing anyone can be useless. Even gay people
they are saying that it doesn’t matter if you are gay or straight. You can still be a useless person
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