

I find it ironic that mental health awareness month happens during one of the most hectic months of the year for many people.
I find it ironic that mental health awareness month happens during one of the most hectic months of the year for many people.
I jumped through hoops like that once. Six or seven interviews with everyone from HR to one of the company founders, had to submit a freaking essay, only to be low-balled by the salary at the end; I ended up declining the offer. Biggest waste of time.
clearly a bedpan is the logical solution.
You’re missing the point, and I can’t tell if it’s willfull or incidental, but everyone is saying it has become something we only do a few times a year, as opposed to regularly, because of the expense.
I get you’re being over the top to make a point, but it seems a bit ridiculous to compare overpriced popcorn to a first class plane ticket and staying at an expensive hotel. We’re talking about experiences that people used to indulge in on a whim, or which were reasonably affordable for average folks. That is not the case with the examples you provided, and those kind of purchases are large even for some people of means.
You’re not wrong, but you’re also ignoring the fact that the whole point of a movie theater is to have an “experience” and the snacks are part of it. Sure, you don’t have to get it, yes your strategy can be done and will work, and I have a long and storied history of stopping by the candy aisle in the grocery store before noisily making my way to my seat and enjoying my discount goodies. But buying a ticket to a theater is a matter of spectacle and experience, and that exact experience is becoming rapidly unaffordable even when you just buy the tickets alone anymore.
Sherman’s March to the Sea
This is a man who refuses to make the same mistake twice.
The same thing we do every weekend, Pinky.
As if the processed food industry doesn’t already lobby Congress spendinf millions annually.
Only the good die young.
Golf LOVES its rules. Seriously.
FWIW I feel the same way about people putting A1 on their steak.
They see themselves as temporarily embarrassed millionaires.
You already know exactly what they mean.
Cinnamon is on the roll, not the chili. Don’t knock it till you try it, the sweet/savory combination is a Midwest classic for a reason.
Friends and family will either listen to a point before saying they can’t handle it, or some of them I wouldn’t bring these problems to in the first place. When I do talk, I get tired of my response being the thing they focus on instead of the source causing my frustration. I’ve attempted therapy for years with varying success; after some bad experiences I can’t trust therapists anymore. All anyone cares about is if my emotions are impacting them in a negative way, nobody actually gives a shit about how I am doing as long as they aren’t directly inconvenienced.