Seconded, I use a Define 7 and it’s fantastic. Best big black box I’ve ever owned.

Don’t forget for some of the spells and skills. How can I forget late nights full of “Indiguneishon! Indiguneishon!”?

This you?

Right now, many are! Fight back and retake our rightful place as people with rights above those of corporations.

Good one, it is indeed.

That’s how my milk used to come when I was a little kid.

Same, my parents forked out $85 for Final Fantasy 6. That’s nearly $180 US now when adjusting for inflation.

OP is Italian. The u in the Italian word for university, universitá, is said with a vowel ‘ooh’ sound instead of a consonant ‘you’ sound. I’d wager they remember their English ‘a vs an’ rule phonetically and, with the words being so similar between languages, mixed the pronunciation up. I’m a native English speaker and that’s 100% how I fuck up my Italian.

Agreed. I’ll never understand why people who don’t actually want children have children.

Testicular torsion. As a teenager, I woke up early in the morning with the worst back and stomach pain I had ever felt in my life. I remember thinking I might be sick, vomiting, then passing out from the pain. My parents found me later that morning because I was delirious and moaning. They took me to the hospital and it was fixed.

Just kidding! My parents are shit bags so they told me I just had the flu and I was being dramatic. After my testicle swelled up to over double the size later that day, they called our family doctor who said I probably had a hydrocele and he’d look at it when he got back from vacation. For the record, mine was textbook testicular torsion, my doctor was as idiotically negligent as my parents.

The pain again became excruciating that evening and I was exhausted from lack of sleep, so I started yelling and demanding my parents take me to the hospital, which they did the next morning. There was TV to be watched, they couldn’t bother with taking care of their children. The ER determined my testicle was quite dead. Surgery was scheduled for that evening and I’ve had one testicle since. Get fucked, mom and dad.

Meta: the post itself is mildly infuriating.

I did my part and sent them a “do this and I’ll never buy a Haier product” email. Corporations exist to maximize profits. Communities like ours just have to learn how to make it clear to them that shutting us out will hurt their profitability.

I think we should all be really proud of ourselves. We banded together and, regardless of WHY Haier is doing this, got them to open a line of communication. This is a huge win!

Hell yes! My sister-in-law has your same year but the diesel version and that thing is a champ. It’s rated at 45 mpg on the highway but she typically gets 50+, even with nearly 200k miles on it.

I had a 2004 1.8t Jetta for 12 years but I swapped it for a Prius. I love the Prius features and fuel economy but I miss how damn quick that my Jetta was, plus I loved the interior color scheme.

He’s just upset because I called him out for being a douchebag in another post. So he proved my point by downvoting a bunch of my post history and leaving shitty comments on a few of them. It’s pretty sad.

It was the former. I had a bizarre, slightly yet constantly irritating shopping trip. I thought the cart was funny. Then handicap ramp man. What I didn’t post about is how people kept walking in front of me, forcing me to jerk my shopping cart to a halt, and how a major supermarket lost all of their macaroni and cheese. They recently had a remodel and three employees and I couldn’t find it anywhere. It was a weird trip.

Nice deflection, bro. I figured you’d be too much of a coward to actually respond to anything but it’s always worth a shot. Easiest block I’ve made this week.

Yep, I’ve done carts. I worked retail over two decades ago. You have made up…

“oh man, I have to do what I’m paid for”.
~ you, probably

A comment based on no evidence so you can dunk on someone. You’re just being a dick.

Goddamn people white knighting HARD.
I guarantee most of the people upset here don’t even walk the extra ten feet to the corral.

It couldn’t be that you say useless, inflammatory things. Nope, it’s everyone else that’s the problem.

You’re just upset for no reason.
I’ve done this job. There are far worse things to get frustrated about than this. This isn’t remotely mildly infuriating. You’re mildly lazy at your job.

Here we have you assuming, with no evidence or indication for it, that I’m the cart guy so you can call me lazy. Again, the majority of the comment is just you being a judgemental dick.

You just seem to be one of those people who is so outraged and feels such a strong need to tell everyone how they’re wrong that you generate a slew of assumptions so you can slap together meaningless judgement. I mean, seriously, what do you think you’re contributing to this comment section other than making it worse?

Germany is indeed a great place to live - I’m assuming you’re German because of your domain suffix, plus it makes sense. My sister-in-law lives there and I just love visiting. My favorite part is how the people I’ve met are just so straightforward. I wish everyone was so honest and direct!

About 25 years ago, I was a retail manager and took great pleasure in having these assholes towed. We had the towing company on speed dial, they loved us. I wasn’t disabled then but it’s just a shitty thing to do so it ticked me off.

Today I just alerted store management, who was pretty pissed off about them. I approved. As much as I’d have loved to do what you suggested, I only had a few minutes before I had to leave.

I’m not the cart guy, I just shop there.

It’s interesting, reading this comment and your others here, how you have to make things up so you can pass useless judgment on other people. That’s also mildly infuriating - you’re just shitting on people while saying nothing of value.

You might want to think about why you do that. I can understand saying things people might not want to hear but should, but the only thing that would change if all your comments here just disappeared is everything would be more pleasant.