I’m drinking boxed wine tonight but I accidentally set the box in a puddle of water on my kitchen counter and the bottom of the box fell apart, so I had to just take the bag out and realized boxed wine is really just bagged wine. So now there’s just a plastic bag of wine sitting on my table and for some reason that felt a bit cyberpunk to me, you just buy a big bag of booze when you want to get fucked up in Mega-City 1.
I went to a show yesterday, expecting to pay at the door. The people running the ticket counter had no physical tickets and were not taking cash, but said “Can you log in on Facebook? That’s the best way to do it.”
It must have been important to be able to reserve a specific seat in an auditorium that had 4x as much capacity as the crowd that attended.
Fake guardrails are the biggest annoyance of mine.
I had a coupon for a free smoothie so I decided to go use it at a place close to my house.
Partner wanted a chocolate banana smoothie so I asked for one and the dude at the desk was like “we don’t have that”.
They have 30 items on the menu with chocolate and another 30 with bananas! You have the items there! Fake rules like that turn my brain to mush.
In Colombia we went to a restaurant and my partner noticed they had no vegetarian options so we asked and the owner was like “I’ll make you something don’t worry.” And he did! Plantains, rice, eggs, beans! Best meal I had there!
I used to work at a pizza shop and we didn’t make calzones, someone came in and asked for one and I offered to make it and my manager said we couldn’t because the computer didn’t have a menu item for a calzone. I tried to tell him it’s the same ingredients as a medium but he started getting pressed so I dropped it.