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why are people fixated on dating their waitresses, baristas, servers
| Insane Aquamarine Coldplay Fan Mother | 11/17/17 |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 3:44 PM Author: Insane Aquamarine Coldplay Fan Mother bums never not CONVINCED they had "moments" with their $ervers, attendants, cashiers etc, its like prolonged eye contact or anything personable is a green light for these aspies to start envisioning a future ljl just loljl
ljl! you moron$ theyre on the clock, delusional |
Date: November 17th, 2017 3:45 PM Author: Hairraiser locale juggernaut (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3800855&forum_id=2#34711495) |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 3:45 PM Author: mustard rambunctious den Who are these people you're referring to (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3800855&forum_id=2#34711501) |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 3:45 PM Author: Insane Aquamarine Coldplay Fan Mother (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3800855&forum_id=2#34711502) |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 3:50 PM Author: Rough-skinned claret theatre mexican come be my waitress and serve me tonight
men are fixated on their waitresses and baristas etc. because they instinctively perceive it as wifely service |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 3:51 PM Author: Pontificating embarrassed to the bone affirmative action toilet seat ran here. they seem more feminine and it is an instinctive turn on. (http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=3800855&forum_id=2#34711546) |
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Date: November 17th, 2017 4:01 PM Author: Carmine gas station Those thoughts keep people same in GC’s fraudconomy. By imagining yourself as sharing an emotional bond with your barista, you can enjoy a slice, even small and artificial, of that feeling shared by diner operator and patron in a closely-knit community. This feeling for example: you sit there in the warm diner booth, waiting, not for your freshly prepared pancakes, but for the return of Liz, your waitress—the girl-next-door-type daughter of the diner owner. You’ve had a crush on her for years, and come to the diner at this time just for a chance to trade a few words among the clatter of locals, all identifiable by first name. Perhaps today you’ll ask her when she gets off work...
The alternative is you fully realize that you’ve traded .30 hours working in the soulless office to consume sludge-like coffee and nauseating powdered eggs by a heroin-addicted service worker who lives with her abusive “boyfriend” because her wages are too low to live alone and because her family unit disintegrated when she was 4 years old to the same pressures she faces daily |