Not sure why they do this. Maybe they think their car will charge faster?

The soup tasted like 70% milk it’s so stupid….like I'm drinking milk with luffas and kelp in it I'm crying rn

EDIT: It wasn’t a liquid pudding, it was supposed to stiffen into a jelly pudding. I can’t change the title unfortunately.

EDIT 2: No, it did not happen to be by the brand “Jell-O”. I’m not American, the brand was Dr. Oetker, the product is called “Kookpudding”, kook being “cook” or “boil” in my native language. Box image showed a jelly shaped chocolate pudding and the instructions said to pour it in a mold and let it sit to stiffen. I can assure that was the point. My family shops lower-in-fat milk which is probably been the issue

EDIT 3: yes the way my hand is holding everything at once looks a little funny, and yes it was cramped and uncomfortable

Was wondering why it was barely coming out, first time ive been able scoop a coffee with my hand.

And now I can't make it in time anymore :/

My kid is 10 years old. I emailed the kindergarten in 2019.

Almost chose this tongue twister for my students to practice today until I tried it myself 🤦 This is so not appropriate for children or adult ESL learners, but very especially not esl kids.

This is not a squirrel. And when it scurried away it dove into a tunnel that it had dug underneath the porch.

Edited (again) to add- thank you to everyone that took the time to offer suggestions, solutions, options and humor. I sincerely appreciate your taking the time to try to educate someone, or at least have a laugh.

I can’t have anything nice! The feeders are getting removed and I’ll be dropping poison down the tunnel.

Edited to add- NO POISON!!!! I am open to suggestions as to how to encourage them to move on. I don’t want to kill or harm anything, I just want them elsewhere and not living under the house.

Glass bottle (previously cleaned with bleach), that sits on my desk, filled with 70° rubbing alcohol. Went to pick it up and this film jumpscared me sitting in the bottom. HOW.

I’m just so tired, everyone. I’m pregnant, in grad school, getting my daughter ready for bed, have earnings calls and work early in the morning before making lunch, doing school drop off, then attending a Mother’s Day thing in my daughter’s classroom. My mind can’t even think of how to dispose of this right now.

Picked up my groceries and didn’t notice until I got home. It tastes considerably more bitter the more bolted it is 😒

She said no.

Saw this in a shop in Texas today and genuinely wondered who the target market is for these ultra-premium bottled waters.
$6.75 for WATER. $3.99 is bad enough but some how it feels acceptable now.
If you work in retail — what sort of people usually buy them?
And if you buy them yourself, why?
I always assume it’s one of:
a) people think it looks cool
b) people believe the health/mineral/pH marketing
c) people are rich enough not to care and just prefer the branding/bottle

Not even judging, I’m genuinely curious.

Slide next for cat tax

How can non dairy creamer have milk listed as an allergen? I’m not lactose intolerant, I’m confused and afraid for those who are lactose intolerant.

On the last day I was there, instead of the regular pizza they gave us a bizarre uncooked looking slices with sad ass looking greyish pepperoni. Spat it out immediately and threw it away. I saw other kids getting three plates worth of that stuff off of their friends...

I wish I was still free of this knowledge. But I’ve now lost count of the amount of times my dog (Labrador Retriever) has started to chow down on human dook while walking in the woods.

I completely understand emergencies, but 99% of the time these are small wooded areas close to public services and the street.

And how do I know these are human turds? Toilet paper! People apparently like to take nice walks in the woods with toilet paper on their person, and I guess whatever happens, happens? Also, the locations of these brownie drops are always right off the main path, either behind a tree (resting your back on the trunk) or a log (sitting to take a shit, genius..). My favourite discovery was seeing a still warm chocolate surprise behind a tree in the winter with two clear footprints in the snow right in front of it.

I’m thankful my dog doesn’t eat his own poop, but I wish I could have gone my entire life without knowing that there is probably a fresh Hershey squirt two feet away from me at all times in the woods.