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People that work at restaurants, what was your worst experience with a customer?

I started working at a local restaurant/bar when I was in college. I started out as a server and worked my way to bartender. One of the nights that I was running the service by myself (we had really slow Tuesday nights), this couple came in and sat at the bar. They were super cool, ordered a ton of food and drinks, and we just fucked around and had a great time together. I walked to the back to take their dirty plates away, and when I came back like 45 seconds later, they were gone. Bailed on the tab.

The little money I had made that day was taken from me to cover their bill. Plus the owners demanded I pay the rest of it with my future tips - i.e. I wouldn't get any money until it was all paid back. They paid me $2/hr, and they were going to take another $200 of my money. The place didn't get a lot of business, so it would take me like 1.5 weeks to pay that back without making anything myself. It was a huge punch in the gut. I had worked hard for these guys for at least a year. Unheard of at this restaurant cause most people left after like a month.

I cried like a baby in the manager's office when she told me what the owners said, and I quit that night.

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TIL the adjective 'daily' in the lord's prayer is actually written in the original Greek as *epiousion*, which occurs nowhere else in known history

I'm fluently bilingual in English and Spanish, and I grew up going to a Spanish speaking Presbyterian church. The kids in my high school taught me that "pan" (the spanish word for "bread") was slang for "pussy", so everytime my grandpa (the pastor) recited the Lord's prayer, I always had a huge smile on my face thinking about him asking God to give us our daily allowance of pussy.

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Mike Johnson Admits He and His Son Monitor Each Other's Porn Intake in Resurfaced Video

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Nah, I didn't read the headline thinking that they were sharing links with each other. It read to me like he and his son are holding each other accountable for how often they pleasure themselves with porn, and that's incredibly fucking weird and inappropriate. While I think it's generally a positive thing to be open and honest with your children, there is definitely a line. And this totally crosses that.

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What's the most scared you've ever been in your life?

When I was in my early twenties, I lived with my brothers in my oldest brother's house. It was a new construction home in a fairly ritzy suburb of a large city in the US.

During this time, I was attending college and working part time at Gamestop. One of my brothers was working at Chipotle at the time, so there were some afternoons that we'd both have off and we'd be chillin at the house together. One afternoon while my oldest brother and his wife were at work, my brother and I were in the living room playing Diablo 3. All of the sudden I hear this weird old song playing from the loft and I instantly whipped my head around towards the loft, trying to figure out what tf it was. It wasn't a song or a tune I've ever heard in my life before. The thing is, my brother whipped his heads towards the loft the exact second I did because he heard it too. We looked at each other for a second, and decided to investigate. Everything in the upstairs area was ours, too - we moved in right when my oldest brother and his wife bought the house, and they left that whole area for us. We both knew we didn't own anything that could've played the little song we heard. Haven't heard it since.

Not too long afterwards, while i was still living with my brothers in the same house, another incident occurred. I was upstairs in my room, and it was probably around midnight. I had turned off my Xbox and TV, and was just laying in bed on my phone in the dark, when my pup started lightly growling. My dog is pretty smart, friendly, and really perceptive. He doesn't growl at anything unless he perceives a threat. He is always chill and silent throughout the night. But that night, he went from chillin' in bed with me with his head on my chest, to instantly sitting upright, intently staring and growling at a spot on the wall to my right. I didn't think much of it right away, and just tried to calm him down, but he just got more rigid and starting growling a little louder, still stating at the one spot. I sat upright, turned on my lamp, and looked around the wall to see if I saw a bug or a small critter, but there was nothing. He suddenly starts darting his eyes around that same wall as if he was following something that was moving quickly. All of the sudden, he whips his head and darts his eyes to a spot maybe 5 ft above my head. I look immediately above me, and see nothing at all. I felt an insane feeling of dread, grabbed my dog and ran to my brothers room across the hall, and asked if I could spend the night with him. I was way too fucking scared to go back to my room that night. Nothing like that ever happened again.

Not sure what either of those, and things like that don't normally happen to me. Which is probably why it's so scary to me. I don't think I believe in ghosts or demons or anything like that, but idk what to think of these instances. Could've been nothing, or could've been something I can't see/perceive. The thought of the latter scares me.

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Rule The Police

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Yeah, no. Glad that it's worked out for you (so far), but it doesn't always work out for everyone. I agree that you shouldn't be aggressive and standoffish, but you sure as fuck should not trust the cops. All they've shown is that they are a gang that believe they're above the law. They're out to protect and serve each other — not us.

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What was your "one that got away" and where are they now?

I've been a serial monogamist since I started dating (way back in middle school), and my major relationships have been 1.5 years, 5.5 years, 2 years, and my current relationship which is 8+. My "ones that got away" were actually people that I wish I had messed around with in a no-strings-attached sort of way when I happened to be single. Problem is that I was never single for very long. Should've seen that as a personal red flag at the time, but I lacked the maturity and clarity.

Anyways, it's not like an active desire I have. I'm really lucky - I'm married to a great guy, and I truly believe I've chosen an excellent life partner. Certainly the best fit for me from all the guys I've met. Just sometimes I wish I hadn't taken love and sex so seriously when I was younger, and tried to have more fun.

If any young person is reading this, get it out of your system! Anybody that's gonna judge you isn't worth your time. Just be smart and safe about it, but you've got your whole adult life to be serious.