I know fast food places have pretty low standards for who they will hire, the bar being set that low may still be too high.
Maggie’s Motivational Pic Thread v2.0 - - New Rules - See Post #1
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These days are kind of gone. Back in the late '70's / early '80's a local wine producer (I won't use the term winery because things weren't quite as boujee back then) would host an annual golf tournament for their sales guys and good customers. My dad ran the bar at my uncles dinner club, so he hung out with that crowd. All the cart girls/pin girls/hole hosts were at least strippers if not straight up prostitutes.
What the fuck is that?!!!!
Pvt. Pyle, why is there a jelly doughnut in your foot locker!!?
My, Kindergarten teacher, ex wife was a cart girl before I met her...... Golfers were brutal on the back 9.
This may be the single best post on the Hide. God I loved every second of Boot Camp! Even when I was caught eating ice cream at chow and was taken to the gear locker that evening and had the shit beat out of me.
I was in the chow hall by myself one day and figured what the hell, why the fuck not. I competed for and won series honor grad, but was told by the CO of PI that there was no way in hell he was going to put a Lance Corporal into the fleet straight out of boot camp. I was a contract PFC and the Marine Corps has / had an order if you are the series honor grad then you are promoted 1 rank (normally from PVT to PFC). So I was made the Series Guidon Bearer and given a letter in my SRB. So I had extra practice for graduation the week before, hence eating chow by myself. Ha, I now can tell you why the fuck not…
If you saw pizza in that picture I have some bad news for you!
Three of us got caught after lights out trying to teach a dumbass how to shine his boots. We got put on KP immediately, and got to eat cheese burgers after everyone went through the chow line.
Had a boost and a spotter holding the reins. Still not smart enough to step into the stirrup first.
At a certain point the rule needs to be if you can't get the fuck up there on your own power. Stay the fuck on the ground.
The dude is lucky that horse didn't yank his arm out its socket. She almost got her ankle/foot stomped on. Just dumb.
Can't appreciate how much force a horse or a cow can impart on you till it happens. Was bucked off once as young kid. Fucker then spun around and hip checked me and I barrel rolled. Dazed and winded down on all fours...next thing I see is a pissed off rear hoof come down square on my right hand. I think the only reason it didn't break my hand was the super soft dirt we had in the breaking corral. Fuck that hurt.
Nice looking group of plumbers.
