I come from a family of hot beverage drinkers. Whether it's tea, chai, coffee, arabic coffee with cardamom, nescafe, all of it - if it's a hot beverage, we drink it.
So one of the first things my wife and I purchased when we moved in together was an electric kettle. It just made sense considering that we have cups of tea every night before going to bed.
Apparently, though, there are a significant number of Americans who don't know what an electric kettle is. Which I thought was a joke until I remembered that my brother-in-law's friend, when asked to fill up the kettle and boil some water, went to the kitchen, took the electric kettle off of its little station and put on the stove to boil. The plastic kettle was destroyed and I learned that there adults in the world who have no idea what an electric kettle is.
nothin fucked me up as much as learning Americans don't own kettles. no wonder trump won— Lucy Valentine (@LucyXIV) March 8, 2017
Some even attributed our deficiencies in widespread superior kettle-adoption to Trump winning the election.
america: our president will kill everyone— thomas violence (@thomas_violence) March 8, 2017
me: no surprises
america: we boil water in the microwave
me: fuck me rigid with the kings corpse
Especially considering, as one Aussie writer puts it, that the electric kettle is a more "commonplace feature in the Australian home than the fridge".
I just heard americans microwave water. If you're american you legally have to disclose every weird fucken thing you do to me, right now,— hairless pooper (@lonelydandruff) March 8, 2017
It's because most US homes' electricity are hardwired to deploy 120-volts of power to its outlets as opposed to Australia's 240-volts. Aussies get more power with their outlets, so their kettles boil water faster. Couple that with the fact that Americans drink more coffee than tea (standalone coffee machines take care of that problem) so getting an electric kettle just for tea is kinda redundant for many.
When I had my first drink, I didn't have much of a frame of reference, but I knew that a drink order says a lot about a person. So I chose wisely and just imitated whoever I thought was cool when I was growing up. And there's no one cooler than Clint Eastwood in any Western, ever.
So I ordered myself a whiskey. Neat. I didn't enjoy it. I didn't like the flavor. But I stuck with that drink every time I went out with my friends. I tried different types of whiskey and settled on Jameson. Why? Image. It was all image.
Although I don't really drink that much anymore, when I do, I let my best friend either make my drink or at least decide what I should be sippin' on (he's an amazing bartender), because I clearly have no idea what I'm doing. And he's probably doing me a solid by making me look like I'm somewhat cultured in front of other bartenders. Because, as I've learned in this AskReddit post, there are stereotypes associated with particular drinks and they can get pretty judgmental.
There are plenty of ways to troll a sleeping friend while on a road trip. My personal favorite is parking the car in front of a light pole or a wall, flashing your lights, and having everyone in the car at the same time scream their heads off as if you're all about to die.
That's one way to wake them up.
But Eria found a different approach to trolling her boyfriend, Scott, that had a much longer effect: she enlisted the help of the I'm Telling God Facebook group in roasting him mercilessly for his soporific ways. As a result, the 'Sleepy Scott' meme was born.
If you were like pretty much everyone in the world, you were probably let down by the fact that Croatia didn't have their storybook ending in taking home first place in the 2018 World Cup. Sure, France had an amazing team and all that, and the contest's youngest MVP player, Mbappé, even donated all of his winnings from the tournament to charity—so I guess it's hard to be too upset with the competition's end result.
And even though everyone played their hearts out (except Egypt, I mean, they went again Saudi Arabia and the results were just embarrassing), there was a clear winner this World Cup and it actually wasn't even any of the teams. S
ure there's a first, second, and third place result, but all of those accomplishments pale in comparison to the wonderful memes that sprung up as a result of this glorious tournament.
More than a few were thanks to Brazil's Neymar.
I grew up in a marginally superstitious family who brought some beliefs and hocus-pocus superstitions from the old country. I couldn't make too much noise late at night for fear of attracting a "jinn." I couldn't point at cemeteries or stare into a mirror for too long or my face would become deformed, and heaven help me if I was ever mean to or disobeyed my parents or grandparents, because then I'd be looking at a cursed life that would ruin me until the day that I died.
But the idea of "back luck" or stepping on cracks, walking under ladders, or stealing a black cat's macchiato isn't something that my family really bought into. Sure, we believed in supernatural stuff and the idea that karma gets back around to mess with you or your kids, but "bad luck"?
No honey, it isn't luck that's ruining your life, it's an unseen species of metaphysical monsters that exist in a different plane we know little about—but they are mentioned in the Quran, so be careful!
There are phenomena so unfortunate that simply looking at images of them will cause the same bad luck to befall you. So on this Friday the 13th, gaze upon these pictures with extreme caution.