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She didn’t communicate her needs well enough.
Honestly, the Bee plates showing up is more her fault than his.
Lack of communication is one thing, losing your shit like this because of it is another. …but that’s two things now, so…
Didn’t communicate her needs? What more communication do you need beyond “get fancy dinner plates”? How do you fuck that up? If you’re unsure, communicate your need for further information, or google fancy dinner plates.
Seriously and if you fuck up buying dinner plates then it isnt the first thing they fucked up and was prolly the gf’s “this is the last straw” request and she really figured this was so stupid simple that she thought theres no way they could fuck it up.
These are fancy. and they’re dinner plates.
They may not be “formal”, but they’re definitely fancy.
No, they’re children’s dinner plates. That’s about as far from fancy as you can get. Made from sturdy plastic instead of ceramic or what have you so they don’t break when an unruly child throws it on the floor to spite their broccoli.
found the girlfriend
Plain children’s dinner plate:
Context is always important. Again, she meant “formal”,
Should he have known better? Sure. But she should have known him better too
In no context are the bee plates any kind of fancy.
Disagree. Bee plates are fancier than plain kid plates.
Stop beeeeeeing such a bitch!
I like how it has an attached dipping plate. Not doubt for ketchup to dip dinosaurs nuts in
Dinosaur… nuts? Never heard of 'em
I’m dyin’ to soar these nuts across your face
(I think that works, right? Barely?)
Can it bee?
Did your girlfriend come to her senses, and realize how great those plates are?
Obv its because he chose the plates and not the girlfriend
Dear god it them
The myth, the legend, the plate
Break up with gf and marry the plates
Woah, we‘re not on r/relationshipadvice here!
Clearly. If we were he’d be advised to hit facebook, delete the lawyer, and hire a gym too
Dang, sounds like those plates are perfectly age appropriate for your gf
Are you kidding me?! There isn’t a single person I know who wouldn’t at least appreciate those plates enough to chuckle! Those are awesome plates, I’d use those plates even for formal events, the only people who’d be upset by them are stuck-up assholes!
and teenagers insisting they’re no longer kids. (same fight as “kids table” stuff. To be honest, when I became an adult, the kids table was always more fun anyhow. Dinosaurs are way more interesting topics of conversation than adult-stuff.)
Drag recently had a family gathering and spent a lot of time debating biblical theology with drag’s adult relatives. Drag’s baby cousin assured us that we’re all extremely boring.
All drag can say in response to that is that the Torah says Elohim can take away a promise if it’s used as an excuse to sin, so Israel has no right to exist.
100% same. I’m the built-in babysitter for family events. Why would I want to hear my aunt ask for the 500th time why I’m not married, when my nephews and nieces are playing out a story where Bluey and Sonic the Hedgehog team up to fight crime? Screw boring grown-up talk, I want the imaginative adventure.
I 100% believe the moment we try to pretend we aren’t children anymore is the moment we deny a huge chunk of what makes us human.
Not to mention a HUGE mistake logistically speaking, because it also means that we wouldn’t be working with the actual data. We don’t lose who we’ve been, it constantly gets incorporated into who we’re becoming. Those kids we used to be are still there, alive and well (and probably sobbing in a corner for a friggin’ crumb of honest, carefree enjoyment of, like, anything!) and all we do is to try to bury them deeper and deeper, until we can’t hear those sobs anymore. But those sobs just get worse, until they… stop. After a loong, long time, they stop - killed where nobody else could hear it.
And if all of that sounds insane, it’s because it is. That’s my point.
Not drag’s inner child. Drag’s inner child is so wild and free that other adults have to pick up the slack of repressing drag. It doesn’t work. No matter how many times they say dragons don’t exist, drag still gets to go home and play with a dragon.
the only people who’d be upset by them are stuck-up assholes!
Wow that’s really judgemental, maybe accept that other people don’t share your taste?
People on the internet 100% believe these stories and will fight you over it.
If you are somewhat tight for cash or shopping for another person some conflict stemming from this is completely reasonable.
Then again I find it weird to give someone money and then say “Buy some plates” without any further details or supervision. Of course anon could have, yknow, asked if the plates are okay before ordering
“buy fancy dinner plates” is enough details
I mean, depending on context, these qualify.
Hmm, is the correct context a bee furry convention?
A greentext story is like a dream. You’re following the narrative, while simultaneously thinking that this makes no sense and how did things get here.
