Went to Cracker Barrel with parents + one of my mom's coworkers. I asked if they grilled pancakes separately from the meat. They didn't. I sort of figured, and didn't really care -- I had other stuff I could order. My mom's all like indignant about it though and "You REALLY don't have a separate grill for the pancakes?" Jesus mom why do you care you're not the one that doesn't eat meat
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:42] <Mesh> One of my coworkers' has this... ringtone.
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:43] <Mesh> It's some song in... I don't know, maybe it's Hindi. Maybe it's some Dravidian language. Whatever.
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:43] <Mesh> I've only ever heard the first lyric from this song, before he answers it.
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:43] <Mesh> But it seriously sounds like someone belting out "PUSSY!" with all the passion they can muster.
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:45] <Mesh> So it's like
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:45] <Mesh> I'm doing work.
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:45] <Mesh> Suddenly, "PUSSSSYYYYY!!!" "Namaste?"
[03:03] <Mesh> [02:46] <Mesh> Seriously though I wish they'd put their ringtones on vibrate or just stop talking to people it is really annoying