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I’m heading out for breakfast at Beloved Sister-In-Law’s. Play nicely. Use coasters.
Play nicely?
Nah. Just get insurance from my namesake. It’ll be fine.
I’m heading out for breakfast at Beloved Sister-In-Law’s.
Order from DoorDash when you get there.
Driving for Uber in Chicago.
And yet the people of Chicago keep electing the politicians with the worst policies.
“Democracy is the theory that the common people know what they want, and deserve to get it good and hard.”
–H.L. Mencken
Play nicely. Use coasters.
Anybody want to play Frisbee with these elegant coasters that Oddjob gave me?
I have added a comment in the previous thread regarding the MP who was murdered by a Muslim terrorist: It appears that the Daily Mail’s reporting was…inaccurate.
Sociopath does evil things, says we can’t judge him.
Oh, we’ll judge him alright.
Further to a previous discussion on pronunciation in The Olde Countrie:
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Community spirit: Woman raped on train. None of the riders intervened or called 911.
There is a growing pattern of people pulling out their phones to record a crime but not calling 911 or intervening.
She probably isn’t an employee, but an independent contractor (voiceover: we in ExpeediteUrShiit are proud of our Social Impact in fostering entrepreneurship, integration, and work-life balance among our family of Friendly Partners).
She’d evidently been stewing during the long drive, because Friendly Partners absorb the risk of traffic, bad maps, mechanical failure, weather, street crime, dog bites, and cranky customers. No employee would be treated like that. She’d been rehearsing the Conversation she was going to have, only to be dismissed at the doorbell – that’ll be all, leave it at the tradesman’s entrance.
And now that she’s lost her temper with a customer, she’ll be dismissed like a Victorian maid without notice or references. Employees aren’t treated like that any more. The video recording and public mockery are a 21st century bonus.
Cheap labour isn’t cheap, but people like to have food delivered without moving from their couch and don’t like to think through the externalities. The chance of a diversity seminar before (or instead of) your food at least some kind of feedback or pushback or disruption. And disruption is good according to companies like ExpeediteUrShiit who boast about disrupting the traditional economy, especially its old hidebound rules about obligations to employees.
So, let me understand the video. The driver drove 12.5 miles expending 40 minutes of time to drop off a food order. The customer gave a $8 tip (Equal to $12 per hour). The driver wanted to speak to the customer and demand additional tip. When the customer said that $8 was enough, the driver took the food back. Seems perfectly reasonable to me. I see a lot of uncompensated emotional labor in that video.
A few suggestions to build back customer relations better: As a first step, how about delivery companies start requiring customers to complete a diversity/inclusion/equity training before being certified to order? Understanding the externalities of their order and empathizing with the worker are demanded. Throw in a vax requirement for customers, for safety. Delivery drivers should rate the customer based on courtesy, tipping performance, distance from pick-up, tone of voice, race and gender, etc. This info should be used to set future delivery charges.
Another idea would be to charge customers a subscription fee to tip drivers based on the factors above. This would be over and above tips provided directly by the customer on delivery.
“The Customer is always right” sounds racist and heteronormative. End Oppression by the Customer! No more Customer Privilege.
Today I was introduced to the concept of the pre-breakfast cakelet.
Just sayin’.
how about delivery companies start requiring customers to complete a diversity/inclusion/equity training before being certified to order?
Somewhere, somehow, a member of the Biden administration or Nancy Pelosi’s office just took notes.
@Buck Fiden:
“I see a lot of uncompensated emotional labor in that video.”
‘Emotional’ being the primary part.
uncompensated emotional labor

Remember the social justice kittens?
I don’t want to tempt fate … but have we reached Peak Presidential Pervy yet?
No. Peak Presidential Pervy will have been reached when a Democrat uses the Secret Service to kidnap women.
Lil Nas X’s Satanic video has something to teach the Church.
Jesuits. [ shakes head ]
“Who you gonna believe? Me or your lyin’ eyes?“
pronunciation in The Olde Countrie
“borchestershire shot” should be “borcester shot”, but even that would be wrong, because it would be pronounced with a short “oo” instead of a long “oo”.
“Who you gonna believe? Me or your lyin’ eyes?”
In 2019 Walgreens announced that it planned to close about 200 stores nationwide. But 22 just in San Francisco? Rampant crime has got to be an important factor.
Remember when liberals were whining about “food deserts”?
“The Customer is always right”
One thing that John Lewis commercial on the previous thread reminded me of…Bak in the mid 70’s I was staying with dear friends of our family in Atlanta, and my best friend from when we all lived in Pittsburgh. The father, a great, funny, wonderful man who ran the automotive department at the “Macy’s of Atlanta”, Rich’s (which was eventually bought by Macy’s) was explaining over dinner one night to his oldest daughter, a college student working at Rich’s that summer, about Rich’s “the customer is always right” policy. The daughter was disturbed by this policy as, per what she related, a woman had claimed that a can of spray paint had “malfunctioned” and as she ran through her house trying to dispose of it, it had ruined everything in her house. Rich’s, apparently…going by what they seemed to both acknowledge, replaced everything in her home that was ruined by the spray paint. Because “the customer is always right”. Now I was maybe 12, possibly 14 or so at the time but it was quite clear to me, and apparently to the daughter…at that time…as well that such a policy was not sustainable. But apparently the executives etc. right down to the manager of the automotive department as well, believed otherwise. These were not stupid people. They were just stupid people. 40-50 years ago. Perhaps their progeny crossed the pond to work for JL?
The concept of the pre-breakfast cakelet
Testing testing
uh-oh
The correction booth is over there.
[exits correction booth]
Well, that was refreshing.
[twitches uncontrollably]
[twitches uncontrollably]
Let’s put that to good use.
…unless David would prefer dubstep?
Speaking of which…
She took another scan of the horizon, as did Spencer. The music might be keeping wildlife away. There was nothing paste the goat pen, except a distant huddle of wild sheep.
Spencer asked, “What the hell is that whomp whomp sound?”
“Probably Skrillex,” she said.
“Is that a band or a style?”
“That’s the band. The genre is dubstep.”
“Oh, that’s dubstep,” he said. “I’d occasionally heard it, but never known the name.”
“Seriously?”
“Really.”
“What do you think of it?”
“It sounds like Optimus Prime fucking a dishwasher.”
–A Long Time Until Now, by Michael Z. Williamson
…and that exhausts my “knowledge” of dubstep.
Optimus Prime. I love it.
Praying for you in this difficult time.
Breadlines build character! American leftist tries to tell us that empty grocery store shelves are a good thing.
A hawk’s reaction to a wooden mallard duck
Re: the Walgreen’s closing stores in SF story. In chicago I visited a large grocery (Jewel?) just SW of the loop. They had 2 full-time big cops as security. Not cheap. The idea that criminals are victims is so insane.
Following on from the gender-heater-male workmen crisis at Baldwin College we now hear that “Spain’s top writer of crime thrillers, a professor and mother who wrote under the pseudonym Carmen Mola, supposedly to maintain her anonymity” and won a $1.5 million literary prize is actually 3 men.
‘Last year, a branch of Spain’s Women’s Institute listed Mola’s The Girl, a part of the trilogy, as one of the must-read books and films by women that “help us understand the reality and the experiences of women”.’
Perhaps it’s only women who don’t understand being a woman if these middle-aged blokes can do such a good job in writing about women?
https://www.theage.com.au/world/europe/a-woman-won-a-1-5m-literary-prize-it-turned-out-she-was-actually-three-men-20211018-p590ri.html
Praying for you in this difficult time.
Or, “Person with serious mental health problems would rather go without heating, throughout winter, than be exposed to the presence, however temporarily, of any people not afflicted with the same serious mental health problems.”
Or, “Mentally ill person is mentally ill.”
“borchestershire shot” should be “borcester shot”
Nope.
Following the convention for Worcestershire Sauce (pronounced “Wooster Sauce” as in Bertie) it would be “Borcestershire”. Pronounced “Booster” (as in shot).
The unhappy Oberlinite reminds me of an early eye-opener back in the mid 1980’s.
The staff at my local library in what was even then referred to as the Socialist Republic of Brent (the MP’s at the time were Paul Boateng and Ken Livingstone – get the picture?) were unhappy about the lack of adequate heating in their workplace. So they organised an outside protest in near-freezing winter temperatures.
After posing for the obligatory photos and interviews with the bbc they quickly decamped to a nearby hostelry. The protest was not repeated.
Not quite sure where to start with this. Is it nature or nurture? https://twitter.com/lporiginalg/status/1449763833749196801?s=20
@Felicity: I’d like to think it’s a very clever parody, but these days… *throws up hands in despair*
@NTSOG: at least they didn’t pretend to be another nationality – that would have been even worse, apparently, given the extraordinary hissy fit being thrown by an ex-Marvel employee over the news that twenty years ago a Marvel editor used a Japanese nom de plume…
Worcestershire and Worcester
According to the folks at Merriam-Webster, Worcestershire has three syllables, and Worcester is pronounced with a short “oo”.
Also, ‘shire’ is pronounced shir, like sir. Not bloody ShYre.
I was behind an American at a ticket booth in a northern English train station. The bloke in the booth eventually figured out that our Yank cousin wanted to go to Loughborough (pr. Luffbruh).
“Looga-barooga”.
According to the folks at Merriam-Webster, Worcestershire has three syllables, and Worcester is pronounced with a short “oo”.
Merriam-Webster is correct in saying that Worcestershire has three syllables. Usually. But for some reason Worcestershire Sauce is always referred to as though it is Worcester Sauce (i.e. the sauce of the city of Worcester rather than the county of Worcestershire) despite the spelling on the label.
Every time you hear someone refer to the sauce with the county name it is of the greatest importance that you correct him. Roughly if necessary.
It is pronounced Wooster Sauce and not Woostershuh Sauce.
Not quite sure where to start with this. Is it nature or nurture?
I disagree with the advice columnist that the son’s heart is in the right place. But at least his mother finds the list disturbing.
Worcester and Booster
Worcester is pronounced with a short “oo”.
Booster is pronounced with a long “oo”.
From the annals of liberal hypocrisy: Biden swims naked in the presence of female Secret Service agents.
‘Biden likes to be revered as everyday Joe,’ an unnamed agent told Kessler. ‘But the reality is no agents want to go on his detail because Biden makes agents’ lives so tough.’
All the liberal women that I argued with about this back in 2014-2015 claimed that this was not evidence of serious character flaws. Their position was that Secret Service agents should accept anything Biden does no matter how inconsiderate or creepy. It’s fascinating how the standards of behavior demanded by #MeToo vary according to the political affiliation of the accused man.
Worcester and Booster
David, I think that now might be a good time to put away the breakables.
Nope. Following the convention for Worcestershire Sauce…
Oh, dear. I seem to have stirred up a bit of controversy here (snickers to self). But speaking of controversy, which syllable should be accented?
a-LOOO-min-um
So…if I put wooster sauce or “I believe what you Americans commonly refer to as ‘brown sauce'”…as was once ‘splained to me by a kindly innkeeper in Bath….on a hot dog, does THAT make it a sandwich? I say definitely.
In other news…saw a first (for me) in our hotel lobby this morning. A young lady doing the walk-of-shame in her emerald green bridesmaid dress. I don’t know what that says about the direction we’re going through. Have we hit bottom and thus on the way up or am I being too stupidly optimistic again?
The village in Derbyshire where I was born, New Houghton, is properly pronounced “Huffton”. Locally it is known as “Uffen”.
Similarly the nearby town of Bolsover is known as “Bozer”
On what I believe is our charming host’s side of the county, Tideswell is “Tiddzer”
which syllable should be accented?
By which I mean CONtroversy or conTROversy, of course.
[edges towards door]