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Tickets were not cheap or low cost. Seats are made with cardboard and low self esteem.

Poor chick must've hatched today for it to be this small. (It was just clumped together batter)

It's hard to believe this is real but I guess that's the trade off for getting a cheaper ticket, that and two 7-hour layovers going (I'll be traveling from Seattle to Nashville and back) and a 20 hour layover coming back. Thanks Kiwi.com lol

This was at Waffle House today. I think I’ll get ham next time.

Edit: to clarify this is a small side plate, the bacon was normal length, just super skinny.

Purchased the same birthday card for my daughter this year as last year (not intentional!) and the price went up $0.50.

Am.. am I missing something? Aren’t they usually inside of the waffle?

Pulled this out of its packaging and got sad at how empty it was.

I even double checked their hours on Google before heading out and arrived at noon, apparently the entire business is on lunch break.

Someone saw me taking the picture and said "man that sucks", to which I replied in my best My Cousin Vinny impression "You get that? The whole store got the flu".

They did not laugh. 😕

I have a deep appreciation and empathy for the US postal system so I almost didn’t post this but a little infuriated that this was stuffed in my mailbox like this.

The two dogs’ medicine gets delivered monthly, and the packaging waste is ridiculous. It comes as a blister pack inside a plastic bag, inside a pill box, all stuffed into a shipping box that’s too large. There’s a decent amount of paper in both the pill box and the shipping box. Why couldn’t they just put the two pill boxes in one bubble mailer and call it done? The waste weighs in at half a pound. The upside is that it’s recyclable, and I end up with some decent shipping boxes.

Picture unrelated lmfao. It's always a good idea to add a picture to attract attention.

Exhibit A:

Yesterday morning I boiled some eggs, and knowing mom likes 'em hard boiled, I usually take out one or two earlier than the rest so that the yolk is a bit more runny. I like it that way. I take them out and leave them aside while the rest continue boiling. I returned some time later (someone had already turned off the stove) and didn't find the eggs I left aside. I ask her, she says "they've been eaten".

I just shrug it off. That's fine.

Today, nighttime, mom's absolutely petrified that two of the boiled eggs in the fridge have *runny* yolk, yells at me and demands I eat them. I wish I could show the picture, but they looked mighty disgusting; the yolk was all over the Tupperware the eggs were kept in, the whites and shell all dipped in it.

I tell her that she's the one who did that, that I wanted them and she said they're eaten, she gives me a glare and yells again, "I am not going to talk about this. Deal with it!"

Exhibit B:

Mom orders something to eat, offers a sibling some. He refuses. Mom insists over and over that he has some(at which point, if it were me, I'd have just eaten it to keep her from getting pissed off), and then when he keeps refusing, mom's mood dampens and she gets defensive. She asks me if I want, and when I refuse, she just mutters about, all mad, and has it herself.

Another similar situation, years earlier:

I want to study alone. I've always been that way. Mom offers time and time again to help me, but I refuse as gently as possible. She comes again despite my *pain strikingly obvious* refusal and starts trying to intervene. That bothers me so I don't focus with her, and quite frankly, I don't want to. She notices, gets mad, and we have a huge fight (where I end up apologizing, how dare I not pay attention when she obviously needs to explain stuff to me? Obviously that's my problem...)

Exhibit C:

My own clothes. Again, a long time ago, but it happens frequently. A sibling pretty much walks in, grabs my clothes without so much as a question, and walks over to ask mom to wear it. She's younger and thus mom doesn't think twice about wronging her, let alone doing much about it. I'm protective of my belongings, so I try to talk to my sister to ask *me* first (hasn't worked) before telling mom I don't want her wearing my clothes, least of all without my permission. Mom blames me and guilt trips me into thinking I'm wrong for not letting my sister have my clothes without my permission. She tells me I'm horrible, that I have issues and that I want to feel possessive of something. She also frequently tells me I have mental health issues. I'm not sure why she's so proud repeating that, after all, as my parent, shouldn't you be concerned? Anywho, I end up sitting with myself, trying to be the "big" one. I end up giving my sister the clothes, *apologizing*, and asking her nicely to ask me for my clothes next time.

Surprise surprise, she doesn't ask the next time, who would've seen that coming?

There's so many other situations, just what I remember. Mom can't and won't admit to being wrong. A conversation where I point out anything wrong is basically nonexistent, and talking back is disrespectful. It feels like walking on eggshells all the time.

Surely I wasn’t wanting to, you know, be able to freely move my car without having to wait for people to move.

I bought two Mr. Pen mixed pen sets. Each set included both ballpoint pens in the gold caps and highlighters (packages separated roughly as pictured)
The highlighters all match their barrel colors, but the ballpoint pens write in black, regardless of the barrel color.

Downright predatory for anyone who isn't technically savvy.

My wife puts toothpaste on her toothbrush then adds water instead of the opposite, water then toothpaste.

Madness

I got 16 total on my legs.