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Can we discuss pet peeves here? (3 Viewers)

I throw dog poop in any available trash can. Sorry
never understood the anger about this one

better in a trash can then just left in a bag on the sidewalk. or not picked up at all.

are people rooting around in their trash cans on the curb to see what others have dropped in it?
Except for those of us who store their trash cans in the garage. I don't want to smell someone else's dog crap in my garage for a week.
 
If the can is full I will put bag in it.

If can empty I will just take it home.

I'm not a psychopath that walks up to someones house and drop in the can
 
I throw dog poop in any available trash can. Sorry
never understood the anger about this one

better in a trash can then just left in a bag on the sidewalk. or not picked up at all.

are people rooting around in their trash cans on the curb to see what others have dropped in it?

I read a dude on Nextdoor complaining that it made is garbage can "smell". :mellow:
 
I throw dog poop in any available trash can. Sorry
never understood the anger about this one

better in a trash can then just left in a bag on the sidewalk. or not picked up at all.

are people rooting around in their trash cans on the curb to see what others have dropped in it?
Except for those of us who store their trash cans in the garage. I don't want to smell someone else's dog crap in my garage for a week.

As opposed to smelling like French lilac?
 
Even with bagging, there are various oozes and guadoo that seep out into the can. You guys power wash yours? I just take mine out to the curb on Tues, bring back into the corner of the garage on Wed. I very rarely stick my head in there like I'm smelling a Bordeaux. Open, drop, close.
 
Even with bagging, there are various oozes and guadoo that seep out into the can. You guys power wash yours? I just take mine out to the curb on Tues, bring back into the corner of the garage on Wed. I very rarely stick my head in there like I'm smelling a Bordeaux. Open, drop, close.
Ahhhh. No lids Sanford

Lidless trash can? Do we need to set up a Go Fund Me GB?
 
Even with bagging, there are various oozes and guadoo that seep out into the can. You guys power wash yours? I just take mine out to the curb on Tues, bring back into the corner of the garage on Wed. I very rarely stick my head in there like I'm smelling a Bordeaux. Open, drop, close.
Ahhhh. No lids Sanford

Lidless trash can? Do we need to set up a Go Fund Me GB?
No need for lids. Only have a couple bags a week. And it makes it easier for my trash dudes on the back of the truck. I don't have a basketball team living in my house ;)
 
Even with bagging, there are various oozes and guadoo that seep out into the can. You guys power wash yours? I just take mine out to the curb on Tues, bring back into the corner of the garage on Wed. I very rarely stick my head in there like I'm smelling a Bordeaux. Open, drop, close.
Ahhhh. No lids Sanford

Lidless trash can? Do we need to set up a Go Fund Me GB?
No need for lids. Only have a couple bags a week. And it makes it easier for my trash dudes on the back of the truck. I don't have a basketball team living in my house ;)

We had 3 in diapers for like a year....I think our old garbage bin smelled like a cow farm next to Chernobyl. I was masking up to take out the trash long before masking up was cool.
 
I throw dog poop in any available trash can. Sorry
never understood the anger about this one

better in a trash can then just left in a bag on the sidewalk. or not picked up at all.

are people rooting around in their trash cans on the curb to see what others have dropped in it?
Except for those of us who store their trash cans in the garage. I don't want to smell someone else's dog crap in my garage for a week.
I'm not walking into your garage to deposit my dogs ****, Here in the twin cities we have alleys behind our garage where garbage truck pick up cans. I walk my dog and throw their sealed up **** into any can that is out. A few days later the garbage truck comes and picks up the smelly garbage. Garbage is always smelly, hence the term garbage. My dogs poop isn't changing the overall smell of that thing.
 
I throw dog poop in any available trash can. Sorry
never understood the anger about this one

better in a trash can then just left in a bag on the sidewalk. or not picked up at all.

are people rooting around in their trash cans on the curb to see what others have dropped in it?
Except for those of us who store their trash cans in the garage. I don't want to smell someone else's dog crap in my garage for a week.
I'm not walking into your garage to deposit my dogs ****, Here in the twin cities we have alleys behind our garage where garbage truck pick up cans. I walk my dog and throw their sealed up **** into any can that is out. A few days later the garbage truck comes and picks up the smelly garbage. Garbage is always smelly, hence the term garbage. My dogs poop isn't changing the overall smell of that thing.
It definitely is during the summer months.
 
around here garbage cans are only on curbs on pickup day. so if someone drops a bag of dogshit in there it's getting hauled away before going back in the garage.

sure someone could drop a bag in after pickup is done, but i'm not in the practice of rooting around in the bottom of the garbage can to smell what's in there.

so long as it's not a body, what the hell do i care.
 
around here garbage cans are only on curbs on pickup day. so if someone drops a bag of dogshit in there it's getting hauled away before going back in the garage.

sure someone could drop a bag in after pickup is done, but i'm not in the practice of rooting around in the bottom of the garbage can to smell what's in there.

so long as it's not a body, what the hell do i care.
First they came for the socialists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a socialist.

Then they came for the trade unionists, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the garbage can sniffers, and I did not speak out—
Because I was not a garbage can sniffer.

Then they came for me—and there was no one left to speak for me.
 
Put me down as someone who wouldn't care if a dog walker put their poop bag in my full can out on the street on pickup day, but also wouldn't even think about putting any garbage at all in someone else's can.
 
I've got another dog poop situation.

First, I have a dog, a big dog, who takes big craps. And he won't poop in our yard. So, fine, actually works out better. Poops on his walk every day, and I pick it up 100 percent of the time. If I happen to walk by a dumpster at like an apartment building or a garbage can at a park, I'll toss it in. Otherwise it comes home and eventually goes in our outdoor garbage can.

Here's where it gets peevish.

Because I don't want the smell of dog crap overpowering my garage, we keep our garbage can outside next to the garage up against a fence. Now, another eccentricity, I'm sure, is that we don't throw the poop bags into our garbage can right away. Why? Because then they get smashed by the garbage bags and stick in the bottom of the can and don't fall out when trash man comes.

So I'm sure that puts me in a Progressive commercial already, but I have my reasons. So the poop bags sit in a pile next to and behind the garbage can until garbage day. Then I throw them inside on top and roll the can down my driveway and place on sidewalk. But garbage man doesn't usually come until late afternoon, so many times, people will walk by on garbage day and throw their poop bag inside my can.

Now, I find that unacceptable, but that's not even where I'm going with this. I would never in a million years open someone else's can and throw poop on top. And, yes, I know it's on public property at that point and why should I care, yadda, yadda, yadda. It's an abomination.

HOWEVER, there's a new development. I have now discovered multiple instances of someone walking up my driveway on non-garbage days, going up to my can leaning up against my garage, apparently ignoring the pile of full poop bags sitting on the ground next to the can, opening my can and throwing their poop bags inside my can, sometimes on the bottom where they're bound to get stuck.

Now I'm not exaggerating at all when I say I would feel justified in murdering someone if I caught them doing it.

So I'm trying to decide if a 24-hour-a-day stakeout is warranted here until the criminal is apprehended. I think it is.
This is a raging debate every couple months on Next Door. There’s about 20% of the population who thinks it is perfectly fine to drop dog **** in other people’s empty trash cans rather than carry it home to theirs. Animals!
 
I appreciate having supper made for me.

Do not ask me at 3:00 what I want to eat and then get upset when I don't have a recipe off the top of my head to give to you.
 
I appreciate having supper made for me.

Do not ask me at 3:00 what I want to eat and then get upset when I don't have a recipe off the top of my head to give to you.
God I would love for that to happen.

We will just finish lunch and my wife wants to know what we should do for dinner
 
I appreciate having supper made for me.

Do not ask me at 3:00 what I want to eat and then get upset when I don't have a recipe off the top of my head to give to you.
God I would love for that to happen.

We will just finish lunch and my wife wants to know what we should do for dinner

I am guilty of this. I am often in charge of dinner, but due to work do not have a lot of prep time. I sometimes need to thaw proteins.... so i kind of need to know what i am cooking and for how many (sometimes with daughter, sometimes with daughter and her boyfriend). Daughter and mrs rarely go for leftovers so i do not want to make too much.
 
My wife plans the entire week's meal schedule before we go to the grocery store. She's awesome that way. And it totally eliminates impulse buying.
My wife does the same and it's great. The problem is that the list is on her phone and doesn't get communicated to me, and she's horrible about remembering to thaw the chicken or beef or whatever so every night I have to ask "so what should I thaw for tomorrow"? I've asked her to text me the list, or stick in on the fridge, or even just tell it to me and I'll make my own list but it never happens.
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
It was a good run...
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
💀☠️
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
I'd sleep with the nanny
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
It was a good run...

Was it?
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
It was a good run...
FYP
 
My wife plans the entire week's meal schedule before we go to the grocery store. She's awesome that way. And it totally eliminates impulse buying.

I plan for 3-4 cooked dinners per week. Our schedule can fluctuate suddenly due to daughter's activities, so we need to be flexible.
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
I put a turkey in the oven this morning, I'll eat an extra bite for you.
 
My wife plans the entire week's meal schedule before we go to the grocery store. She's awesome that way. And it totally eliminates impulse buying.

My wife plans the entire week's meal schedule before we go to the grocery store. She's awesome that way. And it totally eliminates impulse buying.

I plan for 3-4 cooked dinners per week. Our schedule can fluctuate suddenly due to daughter's activities, so we need to be flexible.
Yea, planning out an entire weeks of meals sounds terrible. How about some spontanaity? What if there is a good deal on some delicious looking foods at the grocery store?
 
I'm not some super tree hugger -- I keep a canvas bag in my car to bring to the grocery store, and 99 times out of 100 I forget to bring it in with me -- but I do try not to be needlessly wasteful. Also, while I like to have a few extra plastic bags around the house to line small garbage cans or carry wet clothes, there is such a thing as too much.

All of which is to say that it drives me crazy that baggers at grocery stores seem to have been specifically instructed to put as few items in each bag as possible. If I make a quick run to Publix to buy five items, I don't need to be walking out of there with three plastic bags. Seriously, what's the deal with that? My only explanation is that they want to avoid at all costs the possibility that a bag might be overstuffed, and that the apples might get bruised by bumping up against the carton of milk. But they truly take it beyond any rational level.
 
I'm not some super tree hugger -- I keep a canvas bag in my car to bring to the grocery store, and 99 times out of 100 I forget to bring it in with me -- but I do try not to be needlessly wasteful. Also, while I like to have a few extra plastic bags around the house to line small garbage cans or carry wet clothes, there is such a thing as too much.

All of which is to say that it drives me crazy that baggers at grocery stores seem to have been specifically instructed to put as few items in each bag as possible. If I make a quick run to Publix to buy five items, I don't need to be walking out of there with three plastic bags. Seriously, what's the deal with that? My only explanation is that they want to avoid at all costs the possibility that a bag might be overstuffed, and that the apples might get bruised by bumping up against the carton of milk. But they truly take it beyond any rational level.
Hmm. I have the opposite experience. Every place I go to double bags (paper bags) and puts approximately 45 pounds of groceries in each bag.

I also have reusable bags in both my vehicles that I forget to bring in 99% of the time
 
I'm not some super tree hugger -- I keep a canvas bag in my car to bring to the grocery store, and 99 times out of 100 I forget to bring it in with me -- but I do try not to be needlessly wasteful. Also, while I like to have a few extra plastic bags around the house to line small garbage cans or carry wet clothes, there is such a thing as too much.

All of which is to say that it drives me crazy that baggers at grocery stores seem to have been specifically instructed to put as few items in each bag as possible. If I make a quick run to Publix to buy five items, I don't need to be walking out of there with three plastic bags. Seriously, what's the deal with that? My only explanation is that they want to avoid at all costs the possibility that a bag might be overstuffed, and that the apples might get bruised by bumping up against the carton of milk. But they truly take it beyond any rational level.
There used to be an art to packing groceries, preferably in a flat bottom paper bag. Cans on the bottom and lighter/crushable items on top. Because of the flat rectangular bottom and weight distribution these bags would remain upright and undamaged through even the bumpiest of car rides. Yes, my first job was bagging groceries.
 
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I'm not some super tree hugger -- I keep a canvas bag in my car to bring to the grocery store, and 99 times out of 100 I forget to bring it in with me -- but I do try not to be needlessly wasteful. Also, while I like to have a few extra plastic bags around the house to line small garbage cans or carry wet clothes, there is such a thing as too much.

All of which is to say that it drives me crazy that baggers at grocery stores seem to have been specifically instructed to put as few items in each bag as possible. If I make a quick run to Publix to buy five items, I don't need to be walking out of there with three plastic bags. Seriously, what's the deal with that? My only explanation is that they want to avoid at all costs the possibility that a bag might be overstuffed, and that the apples might get bruised by bumping up against the carton of milk. But they truly take it beyond any rational level.
Hmm. I have the opposite experience. Every place I go to double bags (paper bags) and puts approximately 45 pounds of groceries in each bag.
Yes, I'm mostly thinking in terms of my experience at Publix, which uses plastic bags. When I go to Whole Foods, which uses paper, I don't seem to have that problem (although I usually use the self-checkout and bag everything myself)

I also have reusable bags in both my vehicles that I forget to bring in 99% of the time
#wearethe99percent
 
I pack my own groceries in reusable bags (I have reusable produce bags as well) almost every time I go to Publix these days. Mind you, I go at 7 am on Saturday or Sunday so most baggers are still sleeping off their Molly hangover or whatever else they’re into. My purchases are going for about a 7 minute drive home so I pack them all full and it’s thunderdome for fresh, frozen, and all the non-perishables. I’m a rebel.
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
Now I understand your impulse to devour Big Macs in her car.
 
NJ took away the paper-vs-plastic choice. They banned both and require customers to use reusable bags (or none at all).
teh worst......

But i got one better for you. So they charge you to buy a reusable bag if you don't have one right. Like 30 cents or something.

Well if you order online you get a boatload of reusable bags that are allegedly recyclable......

I have a million of them and always forget to take them inot the store :lmao:
 
NJ took away the paper-vs-plastic choice. They banned both and require customers to use reusable bags (or none at all).
teh worst......

But i got one better for you. So they charge you to buy a reusable bag if you don't have one right. Like 30 cents or something.

Well if you order online you get a boatload of reusable bags that are allegedly recyclable......

I have a million of them and always forget to take them inot the store :lmao:
I've just reprogrammed my brain to make that part of the routine. Instead of get out of car, walk into store, it's get out of car, retrieve reusable bags from trunk, walk into store.
 
You guys and you're pet peeves related to being annoyed by your spouse come supper time are just downright adorable.

Imagine if you will that one day, after 10 years of marriage to the same woman, your wife informed you out of the blue with no forewarning that she was 100% vegan. No more cheese, no more fish, no more crab, no more dairy of any kind....no more 'normal' flour or regular old sugar.....no more honey, no more Sriracha Sauce, nothing that's ever touched, smelled or looked at an animal product was to be consumed by this spouse.

Furthermore, imagine said wife was able to pull two of your five children over to the darkside with her and two of the five who haven't completely lost their sanity went off to college, leaving you, the meat-eating, cheese-worshiping, knuckle-dragging man of the house with just one 7-year old child left who still enjoys the delicious taste of animal.

Picture painted, it's 4pm, you've arrived home from work and are greeted by your vegan wife with the following query: "Do you have any taste for dinner tonight"? :mellow:

"Yes, honey, I do....only the things I have a taste for aren't made out of flax seeds, cashew milk and kale!" :hot:

We used to have a piece of notebook paper on the side of our fridge with about 75 different dinner ideas written on there. Genius idea! It helped solve the dreaded dinner question for 5+ glorious years. That piece of paper? GONE! Ripped to shreds. I don't know what to make for dinner, love.....I didn't go to vegan school, I don't know what ethically sourced plant based matter I'm permitted to eat.

It's fine, the marriage is fine, this is fine.
Pours out soy milk....
 
I gave up remembering to bring in the reusable bags from the car so I just run groceries thru self-checkout and pack them back into the cart or the basket. Then I load the groceries into the bags that are in my trunk taking my sweet time, then return cart to the wrangler. Wa La.
 

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