We went to a new Chinese restaurant and I was in hopes that they’d make a good hot and sour soup. They’re a place that caters to Asian clientele, so the chances were good.
Nope, the soup was rather tasteless. It needed a good dash of soy sauce before you could taste anything salty, a dash of vinegar before you could detect any sourness, and a dollop of red chili oil or you couldn’t call it hot. It was bland bland bland. The other dishes were very below par, too.
Now we have to make a trip to a really good place, further away, to erase the memory of the crummy Chinese food we had today.
My stockpile was partly due to shortages of these particular little bottles of Coke Zero during the pandemic. They’re in ample supply now.
My conclusion about going bad was of course based on a small sample size of one case (another case got thrown out untasted). It may have been improperly stored at some point (but not by me – I keep the unrefrigerated stuff on a cool basement staircase landing).
Ever dedicated to the scientific method, I kept a second bottle from the discarded case and (a) did an A/B test with the first, and (b) did a B/C test with a bottle of unexpired stuff – just to make sure it wasn’t just one bottle that was wonky, or that it wasn’t just some weird state of my taste buds. My conclusion: the second bottle from the bad case was just as bad as the first, and (b) the unexpired one tasted fine. The difference between “bad” and “good” was not as dramatic as I’d expected, but there was definitely something not right about the expired Coke.
My fiancée and I had a list of “things you should do before we get married”. Mine involved live bands and food she should try. Number one on hers: take a What Lutherans Believe class.
Even though I was going to a tiny non-denominational church, I went. Loved the older minister who contrasted Lutherans, Catholics, Jews and “Fundies”. Lots of deep, humorous (and slightly profane) insights.
When I said I could never join his church, because the people weren’t like me, and I didn’t believe X, Y and Z doctrines, he laughed: “Who DOES believe all that stuff? Oh, some people whose self-image is tied up in their “churchiness” will SAY they believe everything, but you’re just more honest.”
“And don’t worry about the people being different than you. Would you really want to go to a church where everyone was just like you?”
Coming from a church where everyone was subtly pressured to think and act and dress the same, that felt like chains falling off.
Well, I joined, and I show up late in ratty jeans and wrinkled shirts, sit in the back row and doodle (Yes, my now-wife rolls her eyes…).
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So hopefully those women who “seem rich” can accept you the way you are. Don’t assume they’re different, they might just have different tastes. But if a couple of them do look down on you…
Well, I am way below the poverty line, they have womens breakfasts once a month, and I couldnt afford that. They dont come across as looking down on me; they dont “get” me. Hard to explain. None have probly ever been arrested, they wouldn’t wear long hair at our ages( I’m about to be 62).
I also have a problem with the gay-is-a-sin (in Most churches) its like they’re insulting my son, who was gay, and is now in heaven.
None of them probably would listen to rock music, or rap, which my ex introduced me to.
I’ve encountered that with other diet soft drinks, which is why I’m careful about rotating my backup supplies. Nothing like getting a mouthful of a just-opened flat cola that tastes weird as an education on that.
This rant might not be relevant to those who live in a country with huge roads, but here in the UK a lot of roads are fairly narrow and with just one lane in each direction.
And recently, I seem to encounter a lot of oncoming cars where their nearside tyres are on, or even over, the white dashes i.e. they are drifting into the oncoming lane, despite no obstacle on their side necessitating them leaving such a huge gap from the curb.
What’s going on? Is there a new death cult?
Speaking of traffic issues… yesterday this happened:
The road is 4 lanes, with a median divider. We are coming out of a store’s driveway, turning right. There is some traffic in the far left lane of the nearside two lanes, turning into an opening to cross the whole road into stores on the other side. We (X) turn right, sticking to our closest lane - and some idiot (Y) is driving the WRONG WAY about to hit us to get into the driveway we are coming out of! No damage occurred, except to our blood pressure.
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Try a different church maybe. I went to several until I found one i liked. For the most part the women my age were all married with children/grandchildren and didnt work so all of the functions were during normal work hours. I felt like they didnt understand my life (and I didnt understand theirs). However, I really liked the preacher and the service I went to was contemporary service so it was more relaxed. I never found a Sunday school class I felt I fit in although they were all quite welcoming.
I did visit a new church yesterday. I liked the word they preached. Though all the women were fancied up, it made me feel like dressing up a bit, I am a casual dresser, believe me. A couple there with children aren’t married (yet)and they dont seem to be condemned for it.
Driving by the car wash I saw the line was short so I joined the queue even though I knew when I got home again later the garden hose would be hooked up and I could wash the car. The pollen turned my silver car green and the hood had the biggest birdshit splat I’d ever seen.
At the car wash I tell the gal I’ll take the deluxe wash at $10. I give her my card, she walks away to the office then comes back returns my card, says have a good one. She doesn’t write on the windshield my choice and I pull up and they start spraying down the car. While the car starts through the wash I decide to check the bank for the transaction. There it is, $14. . Now I’m paying attention to the wash zones to see what lights up, did I get the $14 super treatment or not. Looks like I might’ve. Still not what I asked for and by the time I got home the car was again covered in pollen.
If I had gotten a receipt to sign I might’ve tipped them and would’ve noticed the discrepancy. Didn’t feel like stopping to bitch about it to management I had groceries waiting for pick up!
The interview went well, she used to work at the same restaurant I did a while back( not at the same time). Sadly, shes doing lots of interviews to figure out who to put where, and will let people know by the end of the month.
I cant make it that long, but there is another place Im applying tomorrow. Keep hope alive.
You are a trooper SuntanLotion. I sure hope you find something soon.
As someone that does some amount of hiring, one of the biggest things for me is just finding people that really want work. If they have that Im happy to train.
I created a Facebook account… I donno about a decade ago or so. Just to see what it was all about. I have maybe made three posts. I have never returned.
But starting ~ two days ago, I’m getting notifications on my phone that someone, that knows someone that knows someone might know you. I’m not totally anti-social, but really don’t need this crap. I have PLENTY TO DO thank you very much.
I tried to delete my account a few years ago, couldn’t do it. I’ve since tried to to delete it again. I follow step 1, step 2, step 3 on on and on. The final step is never there.
I appears that I have recently been ‘hooked in’ to get a message from anyone that contacts anyone from anyone that I might know. Is anyone else seeing this? Like I said, I have never participated, and haven’t touched Facebook for about a decade.
This pisses me off for two major reasons
I get plenty of notifications on my phone. My Wife, MY friends and immediate family. I don’t give one fuck what someone from my high school cousins friend had for dinner.
I hate that people think that I’m ignoring them. While this is true w/regard to Facebook BS, I do not do it in real life. Not one bit. If you need help, I’m your go to guy.
So, dopers, have any of you successfully deleted your Facebook account ?