Pineapple Express: Someone Is Wrong on the Internet?

I felt a great disturbance in the Pizza Force, as if millions of Italian Grandmothers suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened.
It depends on how open minded your nonna is

My rule is, if it tastes good on a pizza, then I will eat it. I tend to be more picky about how simple or complex the food is. My mom always harped on Italian food having to use simple ingredients, and she hated oregano. So I tend to not like pizza or other italian foods that are over seasoned (or where someone just threw an italian seasoning packet into it and called it a day)
 

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@Bedrockgames
@Warpiglet-7

Another thing is that I think it is always helpful for someone when they are young to work a service position, especially in a restaurant or something similar. It tends to provide the best type of practical education in terms of understanding what life is really like, even if they later "make it."

I 100% agree with this. It is good for a lot of things. It can help tremendously with social skills for example.
 

It depends on how open minded your nonna is

My rule is, if it tastes good on a pizza, then I will eat it. I tend to be more picky about how simple or complex the food is. My mom always harped on Italian food having to use simple ingredients, and she hated oregano. So I tend to not like pizza or other italian foods that are over seasoned (or where someone just threw an italian seasoning packet into it and called it a day)

Two points.

1. As a general rule, Italian grandmothers are not open minded, unless the question is, "Should they eat more food?"

2. The Italian grandmother would hunt down and kill anyone using an Italian seasoning packet, with extreme prejudice. After asking them if they have had enough to eat.
 

When I see folks being discourteous to servers, clerks, janitors, nurses and any who are not “the highest status” in their setting grosses me out.

Maybe especially if they are inconsistent and treat what they think as a higher status person differently. Just no.

Everyone gets a “have a good weekend,” “thank you,” “sir/ma’am,” from me. I don’t come from money—-my people all workwd hard. Many advanced and got education and money but the looking down on people is the worst —-and my proudest achievement is children that treat others with courtesy and respect.

That is more important to me than many markers of “success.”

My wife is a waitress. The stuff people think is okay to say to workers, especially women servers, is quite outrageous
 

And while I might bemoan the spread of the tipping economy to all interactions, I still think that in America, you can tell a lot about someone from how they tip at a restaurant. Not everything, but some things.
That's tricky though as there are generational and cultural considerations to take into account.

Regardless, of what I think the tipping culture should be in the US, I try to act appropriately for the world I actually live in. At restaurants I tip 20%. My wife has given me hard time, thinking its too much, but she comes from a non-tipping culture and finds the whole American tipping culture confusing and annoying.

To be fair, outside of restaurant tipping, it confusing many Americans. I was called out by a colleague early in my career for how I tipped cleaning staff at hotels. I would just tip at the end of the stay, instead of smaller amounts daily. Because the cleaning staff may change from day to day, he said I was screwing over some staff and giving the others a windfall.

My parents still think 15% is the appropriate amount because that is what was the norm when they came of age.

Then there are people who are great and kind people but just have some moral aversion to tipping, or feel like tipping culture has gotten out of hand, and that influences their tipping decisions.

Then there are various racial stereotypes that further complicate things. When I was living in Hawaii many restaurants had separate menus with different prices for Asian tourists. On the mainland, some groups might not get the same service because they are seen as being poor tippers.

Tipping is one of those cultural flashpoints that makes me careful to be too judgemental about it.
 

Two points.

1. As a general rule, Italian grandmothers are not open minded, unless the question is, "Should they eat more food?"

This. This. And this lol. I Could never eat enough growing to satisfy my aunt. She would pile mounds of pasta on your plate when you came over. And she would say "Your eyes are bigger than you stomach!" when you couldn't finish the impossibly huge portion she provided. My mom was a bit better about it lol. I remember getting out of a pool once and my uncle stuffed a hot dog in my mouth when I came up for air, and said I needed to eat lol. I definitely had a long road of learning how to develop portion control skills as I got older
 

Tipping is one of those cultural flashpoints that makes me careful to be too judgemental about it.

Eh..... yes and no. Obviously, context matters.

That said, I have seen far too many people who try and justify not tipping appropriately at a restaurant. If you're an American, you should know. Unless there is some very specific reason (such as a local norm), you should be tipping 20%.

I get that older people might still do the 15%. This isn't about that. This is about the people (and we all know who they are) who think that it is some "lifehack" to tip 5% or less to save money. Or who write in the tip spot, "Get a better job!"

Those people can go straight to H-E-double hockey sticks.
 

TBH, our ability to know others is limited, period.

A friend of mine recently reconnected with an old boyfriend from WAAAAAAY back. Soon, they were on the path to the altar. But when she found out he had a racist side to his personality, she dumped him pretty quickly thereafter. (Why he made an exception for her is unanswered.)
Being the pasty White guy, from a family that was heavily peppered with racists, I've seen the other side of that. It generally comes down to one of two "reasons":

1) "They're one of the good ones."

2) "I can't be a bigot. I have a (insert race/colour/creed here) girlfriend."

In other words, racists be racist.
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When presented with an opportunity, I'll generally try to actually meet up with people I seem to have an online connection with. I arranged to swing by the home of an online friend I had met on a rather large motorcycle message board, years back, on a drive back from visiting a RL friend in Alabama. Seems we were both pretty much exactly as we portrayed ourselves and kept in contact after that. Sadly, cancer got him the third time around, some years back.

It's also how I ultimately met and made RL friends with many of the folks involved with Zombie Orpheus Entertainment. I've also met a number of other fans the same way. Now Seattle/Tacoma is my usual choice of vacation spot, so I can make the rounds visiting. There are actually some good things about the 'net.
 

Being the pasty White guy, from a family that was heavily peppered with racists, I've seen the other side of that. It generally comes down to one of two "reasons":

1) "They're one of the good ones."

2) "I can't be a bigot. I have a (insert race/colour/creed here) girlfriend."

In other words, racists be racist.

Yep. Those are the two phrases! (Although #2 is generalized as, "Some of my best friends are ...").

But the whole, "They are one of the good ones," thing? Ugh.
 

@Bedrockgames
@Warpiglet-7

Another thing is that I think it is always helpful for someone when they are young to work a service position, especially in a restaurant or something similar. It tends to provide the best type of practical education in terms of understanding what life is really like, even if they later "make it."
Haha

My old man made me go to the unemployment office as teen to look for work.

“But dad, you always give me money to go to McDonald’s…why?”

His sage reply: “so you know what it takes to make that money.”

Of note, the job they hooked me up with was
Fast food!

I just took one of my kids there the other day and chatted with the staff. It was a a wild trip down memory lane…but I do remember what it was like to get grief from rude customers.

It sucked but on the other hand prepared and Hardened me for married life!
 

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