og_beer
Guys ai did a good thing and now we have new candidates of antibiotics that kill superbugs and so far we haven’t found any that can evolve a resistance to it before dying. With ethical scientists behind the wheel ai is good lets fucking goYeah, like many things making it available to consumers has really fucked everything up. Hell even scientists are using chatgpt in evil ways (using it to “peer review” papers instead of actually reviewing them, and bc of that other researchers are including ai instructions to spit out good reviews in their research, it’s a whole mess)
My high caffeine dependency/tolerance was built when I was a restaurant server and would drink like an entire pot of coffee every day because I was working like 4 doubles a week and wanted to be like Wally West when that food came up, shit kept my service fast and smile on, but now that that’s not my job it’s just the Life Juice.
My FOH manager smoked cigs pretty heavily and would give them to me if I was clearly about to crash out on some dumbass customer. I distinctly remember one time where a customer ordered Chicken Marsala (cooked in a RED WINE based sauce) and then sent it back not once, but TWICE claiming it “looked raw” because it was pink, despite my explanation that that’s just staining from the red wine it’s cooked in, and my manager was like “here take this and go out back” when I was in the kitchen yelling
the best was when the mask mandate was on and they’d demand my manager after I said “I’m sorry but I can’t seat you without a mask on, if you don’t have one I can give you one” like brother who do you think told me to tell you that and how do you think she’s gonna feel about you wasting her time with this shit
My favorite part of serving came after I had reached that point of maturity where I know the customer is in the wrong, I’m choosing to not act negatively on the situation, and instead choose to pick from any one of my favorite bits to fuck with the customer. Top 3 was def the whole “I’ll go get the manager right away” and then come back in a different outfit and some coworker’s hat or something. The ol’ switcheroo