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thexphial posts in bad_service that she was charged $4 for sitting at a table in a tex-mex restaurant and not eating. Her family finds this unreasonable, because she had just had her tonsils out and couldn't have eaten the free chips, etc. Yes, the policy is on the menu, but the type is tiny. Also, she thinks they wouldn't waive the fee because she's fat. Cue the special.

FREE MEANS FREE ZOMG
Don't blame the waitress
Not everyone hates fat people
It's definately because you're fat (Further down this thread, there is something about her having posted wankiness in the past)
You are imature and I want to ground you
Don't waste food

And don't share your thoughts on fat people or food wasting in the comments.

ETA: I'm having to turn off notifications for this post with the amount of serious teal dear now that OP has shown up and responded to everything ever.

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queencallipygos
2007-08-21 02:55 pm UTC (link)

I got all four out at once too, and I totally had the best drugs. I was paranoid about general anaesthesia, because I was underweight then (I had the metabolism of a lab rat on crack), but I didn't just want a local because I did not want to be alert. So they proposed a midground they called "twilight anesthesia," which they described as "we'll use pain killers, but no general anesthesia; we'll just also give you so many sedatives that you may just fall asleep all on your own anyway; and even if you don't, you won't care what the hell we're doing to you."

I said I had just one question: could I bring in a Walkman and listen to Hendrix while they were working? They said yes, and I was sold.

I remember nothing after they started the drugs until I was waking up on the couch back at home and Sleeper was on the TV.

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jat_sapphire
2007-08-21 03:22 pm UTC (link)

I had the twilight thing, too, but I wasn't asleep at any point. I stopped them, initially, because I could feel the teeth breaking up, and I thought there would be pain any minute, and they had to tell me they'd given me as much drug as was safe.

That's how much of a weenie about pain I am--the fear kept me wide awake. And feeling vaguely cheated.

But I guess I was a bit peculiar. At least I hope I would ordinarily have remembered that the friend who came with me (neither of us drive and the place was within walking distance) was allergic to pollen BEFORE I led her through a field full of ragweed.

She forgave me, however, even though I only remember saying "Oh, is that stuff ragweed?" *facepalm*

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magic_lilybean
2007-08-22 06:36 pm UTC (link)

Fear not, weinie. I was a weinie about the *sound* involved in an extraction. I'm pretty tough in terms of pain, or so my dentist tells me (he didn't hesitate to put in my crown without any novocaine when I'd found out I was pregnant), but my hubby had had a wisdom tooth out and said he'd never forget the sound of it.

So... when I needed an extraction, and they offered to knock me out? HELL YES.

I don't remember a damned thing, which is exactly how I like it. Although my husband kindly took a picture of me knocked out because he thought it was funny. Thanks, sweetie!

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