I don’t blame anyone generationally anymore. Boomers are too senile for their own good and everyone else is too burnt out to step up to the plate.
I don’t blame anyone generationally anymore. Boomers are too senile for their own good and everyone else is too burnt out to step up to the plate.
Damn corporate shrinkflating Charlie’s head on us.
Every time I go south I wonder how people down there are still alive. Between the sweet tea, biscuits and gravy, pork cracklings, boudin, and kolaches, I feel like I have to take a nap whenever I eat a meal.
It’s the thing that bothers me about the obligatory 1-on-1s we do every month with our supervisors, asking “On a scale from 1 to 10, what’s your stress level? Are you dealing with any personal issues?” And the one time I pipe up and say, “Yeah, they raised my rent $300 and it’s putting strain on my budget.” The response was “Do you know anyone who could move in or that you could move in with to alleviate that?” I haven’t gotten a raise in two years. Fuck this shit. Don’t act like you care.
I can almost guarantee this was some stupid marketing exec’s idea. Someone had to write the code that interprets that you’re watching an episode that someone else has available for streaming. Any software dev worth their salt would have seen this request and said “This is the dumbest fucking idea I have ever seen in my life” and they probably had to make it anyway because it pays the bills.
I mean, the point of the special is to find meaning in the holidays regardless of the rampant consumerism, but the impact of the message is dampened a bit by Hallmark putting out new charlie brown Christmas tree ornaments every year.
That said, it’s also okay not to have holiday spirit if you don’t find anything about this time of year meaningful. For many who aren’t practicing Christians, it’s a time to be with family because most companies tend to give days off anyway, but for those of us who have cut ties and don’t see the significance of decorating and whatnot, it’s perfectly fine to enjoy the time off without feeling festive.
“Next time, baby.”
I will never not laugh my ass off thinking about that.
Yeah, I don’t think there’s a restaurant on Alberta that doesn’t have at least a little of this aesthetic.
That said, Pine State is worth the asking price and I’ll kill on that hill.
In a capitalist hellscape, any amount of damage is damaged beyond all hope because everyone is completely interchangeable, and ultimately, disposable.
So, y’know, you’re not wrong.
“Correction, we have three potato.”
It was a running joke at Uni that Engineering was pre-business.
Source: Failed Pre-Business major.
WTF I picked up a finance textbook and now I’m in debt for like eighty billion dollars?! And I have to buy the online portal code separately!? What a rip-off!
It’s a very efficient system.
For younger generations. Lovingly remade in HTML5 because flash is dead.
They’re efficient at maximizing profits for shareholders, usually at the dire expense of literally everyone else.
The devil’s advocate in me says that dealers often cut drugs with formula so there’s at least one other reason to keep it locked, but I don’t know how well that statement holds up under scrutiny, because it’s not like they check to see if you actually have a baby when you buy formula, and it’s probably not worth the risk to steal it as opposed to just buying it with the kind of return you’d get from diluting your product.
And yeah, I see razor blades, shampoo, and fucking laundry soap under lock and key in stores all the time. Nobody’s cutting drugs with any of those. Shit’s getting real fucked up.
Look at Mr. Fatcat over here eating out while we’re on the verge of a recession.