Yep. Having worked in food service and bar tending while in college, this is 100% accurate. Even the black servers didn’t like to wait on black people. We had a black guy named Art that almost got fired one time because he stormed into the kitchen and yelled “I HATE BLACK PEOPLE” loud enough for people in the dining area to hear. The manager was pissed because if the wrong person heard that, it would be hard to convince anyone that it was, in fact, the black guy that said, and not one of us whitey’s. Art was a very good server, so I there was little doubt he gave them good service, and they left him like 5$ on a 75$ check.
The worst table to get was 7 black people, because you knew they wouldn’t tip you much, they tended to be more “high maintenance” than most other diners, and 8 was the threshold of diners to automatically add 18% gratuity to the check. To be fair, this was in West Savannah, near I95, and the hillbillies who came out of the sticks to dine out every now and then weren’t much better. The tourists were always the best.
There are exactly 9 Trumpeteers here. These grunts can hardly speak so they use the down button to mean; I hate you, Trump is my idol – how could you, your comment wasn’t fawning enough of Trump, …
I thought questioning the fact he appended ski to his name would sound funny, I guess he thought I was questioning his package.
The same thing happened when I got the mistaken impression that Iska was sans package. He’s not, he’s packing like a bull.
I popped on for a quick break from farming bunnies and chickens and immediately wanted to post an image of a refrigerator repairman’s buttcrack. So, I looked for images I could insert to make it funnier.
…and then I realized that somewhere a data gathering tool of the U.S. government’s security database just made an entry that I was looking for buttcrack pictures.
I once attended a seminar in another state where graduate students and professors were discussing technical presentations. Come evening / dinnertime, I could hear two Oriental grad students guessing whether they were invited to dinner with the professors. I took this for about 60 seconds before putting up my hand and asking the question. MY professor took me to task for asking the question (considered impolite, putting the seminar leader on the spot). SIX Oriental grad students came up over the next day and thanked me for asking the question (and taking minor heat, which I cared nothing about).
I once attended a seminar in another state (which state did you start out at? why do you mention this?)where graduate students and professors were discussing technical presentations (Oh?). Come evening / dinnertime, I could hear two Oriental grad students guessing whether they were invited to dinner with the professors. I took this for about 60 seconds before putting up my hand and asking the question (the question -what is the meaning of life? what is the frequency, Kenneth?). MY (as opposed to THEIR) professor took me to task for asking the question (considered impolite, putting the seminar leader on the spot). SIX (there were TWO and now they are SIX?) Oriental grad students came up over the next day and thanked me for asking the question (and taking minor heat, which I cared nothing about).
Yep, you are living up to your screen name.
If all this had happened within my university, the problem would not have arisen, as dinner would have been automatically covered for all attendees. If the grad students were all familiar and comfortable with talking to the seminar leader, this would not have arisen. Technical presentations are what grad students and professors DO at seminars. “The question” refers back to “are we invited to dinner?”. My professor was embarrassed that I would ask such an impolite question [are we grad students invited to dinner, or are you a cheapwad? (which I did not intend)]. Six Oriental grad students were at least listening, I had only heard two of them discussing it loudly enough for me to hear.
Your screen name fits you well.
james, nice save! Thank you for the additional explanation. You’re a cool dude, most of your writing is excellent. I was just razzing you.
lysander
July 1, 2016 1:26 pm
Men are from Mars (A peaceful planet which is the subject of great interest to astronomers and scientists for centuries and upon which there is hope to land astronauts someday) and women are from Venus (A gaseous hellish place where it is hot enough to melt lead, on which there is no chance of survival).
Iska Waran
July 1, 2016 2:15 pm
Michael Stivic: “The British are pansies, the Japanese are a race of midgets, the Irish are boozers, the Mexicans are bandits…”
Archie Bunker “and you Polacks are meatheads”.
Unbigoted, that was a cool film, the judge and Steppinfetchit go fishing together in the end. I wonder why there was no public outcry about the stereotypes in Ma and Pa Kettle?
Unedited
July 1, 2016 3:31 pm
Twas a different time, I suppose.
Hell, I used to enjoy eating at Sambo’s restaurant. I used to cover my pancakes with Aunt Jemima’s syrup.
But, alas, that was all prior to the Oprahfacation of our great nation.
Now I choose to get my syrup from a caucasian blogger. You simply can’t fight progress, I guess.
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Yep. Having worked in food service and bar tending while in college, this is 100% accurate. Even the black servers didn’t like to wait on black people. We had a black guy named Art that almost got fired one time because he stormed into the kitchen and yelled “I HATE BLACK PEOPLE” loud enough for people in the dining area to hear. The manager was pissed because if the wrong person heard that, it would be hard to convince anyone that it was, in fact, the black guy that said, and not one of us whitey’s. Art was a very good server, so I there was little doubt he gave them good service, and they left him like 5$ on a 75$ check.
The worst table to get was 7 black people, because you knew they wouldn’t tip you much, they tended to be more “high maintenance” than most other diners, and 8 was the threshold of diners to automatically add 18% gratuity to the check. To be fair, this was in West Savannah, near I95, and the hillbillies who came out of the sticks to dine out every now and then weren’t much better. The tourists were always the best.
Trumpeteers.
Oh come on………….it was a joke. Lighten the fuck up pussies.
There are exactly 9 Trumpeteers here. These grunts can hardly speak so they use the down button to mean; I hate you, Trump is my idol – how could you, your comment wasn’t fawning enough of Trump, …
You again live up to your screen name.
But Ii doubt you understand what that means.
I have a faint and fuzzy idea of what your trying to say. I English your second language?
Full Retard
Looks like old Bea upset the gurls in the Trump camp. Touchy…..vewy touchy. heh
Southern White Males are stupid bigots and Blacks problems are the result of White Racism ( both not).
Polish men have large dicks.
Jimski, are you Polish?
“Jimski, are you Polish?”
No he’s butt hurt. In other words he speaks from experience.
I thought questioning the fact he appended ski to his name would sound funny, I guess he thought I was questioning his package.
The same thing happened when I got the mistaken impression that Iska was sans package. He’s not, he’s packing like a bull.
Asig, that’s funny
Wookies have bad tempers
People out west are into guns and the Bible.
Austrians masturbate uncontrollably.
Too bad there’s no “shaky” font, you could have made that point much clearer.
Do they work in massage parlors?
That Yankees can’t handle being in the South .
I popped on for a quick break from farming bunnies and chickens and immediately wanted to post an image of a refrigerator repairman’s buttcrack. So, I looked for images I could insert to make it funnier.
…and then I realized that somewhere a data gathering tool of the U.S. government’s security database just made an entry that I was looking for buttcrack pictures.
Austrians masturbate uncontrollably
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People in the south are armed to the teeth….
Yes.
People in the North East are teethed in the arm.
Orientals are too polite (in public).
I once attended a seminar in another state where graduate students and professors were discussing technical presentations. Come evening / dinnertime, I could hear two Oriental grad students guessing whether they were invited to dinner with the professors. I took this for about 60 seconds before putting up my hand and asking the question. MY professor took me to task for asking the question (considered impolite, putting the seminar leader on the spot). SIX Oriental grad students came up over the next day and thanked me for asking the question (and taking minor heat, which I cared nothing about).
I once attended a seminar in another state (which state did you start out at? why do you mention this?)where graduate students and professors were discussing technical presentations (Oh?). Come evening / dinnertime, I could hear two Oriental grad students guessing whether they were invited to dinner with the professors. I took this for about 60 seconds before putting up my hand and asking the question (the question -what is the meaning of life? what is the frequency, Kenneth?). MY (as opposed to THEIR) professor took me to task for asking the question (considered impolite, putting the seminar leader on the spot). SIX (there were TWO and now they are SIX?) Oriental grad students came up over the next day and thanked me for asking the question (and taking minor heat, which I cared nothing about).
Yep, you are living up to your screen name.
If all this had happened within my university, the problem would not have arisen, as dinner would have been automatically covered for all attendees. If the grad students were all familiar and comfortable with talking to the seminar leader, this would not have arisen. Technical presentations are what grad students and professors DO at seminars. “The question” refers back to “are we invited to dinner?”. My professor was embarrassed that I would ask such an impolite question [are we grad students invited to dinner, or are you a cheapwad? (which I did not intend)]. Six Oriental grad students were at least listening, I had only heard two of them discussing it loudly enough for me to hear.
Your screen name fits you well.
james, nice save! Thank you for the additional explanation. You’re a cool dude, most of your writing is excellent. I was just razzing you.
Men are from Mars (A peaceful planet which is the subject of great interest to astronomers and scientists for centuries and upon which there is hope to land astronauts someday) and women are from Venus (A gaseous hellish place where it is hot enough to melt lead, on which there is no chance of survival).
Michael Stivic: “The British are pansies, the Japanese are a race of midgets, the Irish are boozers, the Mexicans are bandits…”
Archie Bunker “and you Polacks are meatheads”.
Prius drivers (except Admin) are assholes.
Doesn’t the fact he’s in a Prius include him in that group? The group is like a black hole there’s no way out once you’re in….
Just sayin…
Stay out of black holes, dude. Haven’t you heard, once you go black…
Socialist American men are queer, bi or borderline…….( think of those twats with their Che shirts or “feel the bern” paraphernalia)
@ Javelin:
Don’t call them gay. We don’t want them either.
“OK, so you need a new car and you’ve only had just a few MINOR credit issues, right?”
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“But in any case, if you DO need a cosigner they will be here right after lunch, correct?”
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Unbigoted, that was a cool film, the judge and Steppinfetchit go fishing together in the end. I wonder why there was no public outcry about the stereotypes in Ma and Pa Kettle?
Twas a different time, I suppose.
Hell, I used to enjoy eating at Sambo’s restaurant. I used to cover my pancakes with Aunt Jemima’s syrup.
But, alas, that was all prior to the Oprahfacation of our great nation.
Now I choose to get my syrup from a caucasian blogger. You simply can’t fight progress, I guess.
But now their gonna put aunt jemima on the ten dollar bill. She must have been important.
Uncle Jemima? He is TBP’s own Job.
BMW drivers think they own the fucking road.
And think they can keep up with me on my motorcycle…. Idiots every one of them.
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Men make assessments by logic—women make assessments by emotions and how they FEEL
Women love men with a good sense of humor.
’tis true.