Spicy stuff has an unusually high ceiling, it seems like. Salty foods can only be as salty as salt. Even the sourest candy of all time poses basically no challenge to an adult palate. Spicy foods, though? They can be spicy enough to make you throw up and that’s not even approaching the spiciest food ever. A spicy food can kill you by being spicy
Sour absolutely has a high ceiling. It’s just caused by acidity, isn’t it? We could go all the way to “dangerously corrosive”, could we not?
One time, I ate so much sour candy in one sitting that my tongue started actually bleeding
I tasted hydrochloric acid in high school and it was so sour it left a visible burn on my tongue
Something they never tell you about being an adult is the power of just being The Person Who Reliably Shows Up. Even if you don’t think you have much to bring to the table except being kind to people, wanting to learn, and contributing when you can. Many of the good things that have happened to me and many of the connections I’ve made have been because I just kept showing up and people were like, whelp, I guess we can’t get rid of your ass and now you’re a load bearing part of the community
thinking about the time also with some former roommates where one of them half jokingly was like “man i love monday because the kitchen is always spotless because Story cleans it on sunday” and i was like “what are you talking about” and they were like “you deep clean the kitchen every sunday?” and i was like “? no i don’t i have absolutely no idea what you mean.”
we went back and forth for 30 seconds and it got awkward really fast because it turns out all my other roommates thought i just had a compulsive need or some sort of desire to deep clean the kitchen every sunday and they just left me to it.
when in reality i was meal prepping for the entire week every sunday and when i finished i cleaned up after myself obviously—wiped the counters down, scraped gunk off the stove, scrubbed the sink, and swept the floor.
took me 10 minutes but always left it looking great.
then i didn’t use the kitchen the whole rest of the week because i’d just grab my prepped meals in the morning and go out for all-day fieldwork.
but apparently nobody else ever cleaned up after themselves at all when they cooked. like they’d just leave food on the stove and counters and drop shit on the floor etc. and not clean it up so they thought every monday morning the kitchen was “deep cleaned” simply bc there wasn’t old food on every surface.
i was like, “………..i’ve noticed the kitchen is always messy when i use it on sundays but i’ve always figured someone just used it and didn’t get around to cleaning it up yet and i didn’t mind because i’m always about to make a mess anyway…………y'all just use the kitchen like that all week?”
and one of the guys (very funny, i liked him) looked around and realized I was the only woman* (*closeted at the time) living there and he went “this is really bad, like, optics wise.”
So this comment section on a tiktok about insane things people ask at aquariums is a goldmine
i worked at a natural history-type store for a while and one time this mom came in with her sweet little boy and he was asking intelligent questions and she was giving zero-information answers and i was able to not pipe up in my shrill hectoring voice until she confidently informed him that “snakes dont have bones”. she was standing next to a shoulder-high specimen of this:
I’ve a friend who worked at a zoo. She (or a coworker, I don’t remember) was once asked:
“So this may be a stupid question, but lions are the male ones and tigers the females, right?”
shout out to house md season 2 for having an episode’s moral dilemma revolve around toxic yuri. woman gives up half her liver for her girlfriend who has secretly been planning to break up with her but it turns out the woman knows and is only doing the surgery so the girlfriend will have to stay out of guilt. up there in the top 5 crazy homosexuals in this show
I feel like I read a book about this in school. I feel like this was required reading. I also feel like my local children’s museum has an entire fucking exhibit on this.
today the icebreaker question at work was “what are you dressing up as for halloween” and everyone’s answers were “i don’t think I’m dressing up this year” “i don’t really dress up but my kid wants to be spiderman” “um i don’t know maybe a zombie or something” and then it got to me and i had to be like “im being cloth mother and my roommate is being wire mother from the 1950s sociological experiment”
today the icebreaker question at work was “what are you dressing up as for halloween” and everyone’s answers were “i don’t think I’m dressing up this year” “i don’t really dress up but my kid wants to be spiderman” “um i don’t know maybe a zombie or something” and then it got to me and i had to be like “im being cloth mother and my roommate is being wire mother from the 1950s sociological experiment”
Are you thinking of making or buying a blanket? There is no universe in which you will want a smaller blanket. Meanwhile, you have free will, and you can choose this universe to have a bigger blanket. Your potential to snuggle will unlimited by the boundaries of simple cloth.
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