randomfandomteacher:

gemstonechronologist:

biglawbear:

yunisverse:

spittlefleckedhyperbole:

This was my actual favorite part of working in a theater. People would come in and use a string of words no human had ever uttered and I’d have to be like “ohhhhkay let’s parse this out.”

When we had Moonlight:
Moonshine, Moonrise, Midnight, Nightlight, Nighttime, Twilight

My favorite in recent memory, though:
“The Big Sick” = “The Fat Bad”

Don’t… Don’t movie theaters have…the names of the movies… Right… There?

Ah, see, the problem here is that you’re making the common mistake of assuming people bother to read anything. At all. At any given point. When in the presence of customer service worker.

My friend used to work at movie theater and she would text me stories like this. One time when some Tyler Perry movie was out she said that a black family came up to the booth she was working and she asked what they wanted tickets for. The husband gestured to himself and his family and was like “come on, you know what we here for.” My friend just laughed and rang up their tickets.

world-heritage-posts:

no-mere-mortals:

pleasingbutts:

kissbridging:

thegreenmeridian:

twinky-dinky-doo:

robhand:

b0gvvitch:

kurtamutual:

gordon ramsey: is the food good here?

underpaid server: 

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My favourite thing about that show is how he treats servers. It was also the source of some very intense fantasies when I was a barista of him busting into my cafe, calling my boss a fucking idiot, then taking me against the broken dishwasher.

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Did you know that when you post something on the internet it will never be truly deleted

world heritage post

the-last-punbender:

chromolume:

so imagine you’re making ratatouille and you don’t like tomatoes. you don’t like the taste, the texture, the putting them in the water and the peeling them - eugh! so you say to yourself “lookit, this whole dish is nothing but vegetables, so what does it matter if i leave the tomatoes out?” a seemingly innocuous decision on the surface, but 2 hours or whatever later when you’re done cooking, you open the oven to find a complete mess! just a pot full of baked vegetables, none of them congealed or somehow unified. what happened to your beloved ratatouille? so you take to google and find that actually the tomatoes are an essential ingredient of ratatouille, as they form a “sauce” of a certain kind that makes the whole thing work. and so a seemingly innocent decision has destroyed the very foundation of the established order with disturbing ramifications towards the whole. in this essay i will examine how martin luther’s 95 theses lead to protestants being more boring than catholics

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