I Wear Pants;1175771 wrote:Ever try some of the better Newbalance shoes or Saucony ones? Both are excellent.

Just got my first pair of Saucony's (always been a New Balance/Adidas guy), and I love 'em--they're comfortable as hell!!!

8 tracks. Too poor of quality. Sorry.

List:

Skyline - Seriously, this crap is terrible
Monster Cable - Bought a $50 HDMI cable when I first got my TV. Realized the next day I over paid, so I brought it back. Purchased one for like $5 on Amazon. Looked online and discovered all their crappy sales tactics and business model. Never again.
Sushi
Tequila - makes my stomach turn just thinking about it. I've never had a night that ended well after tequila shots. Never!
Chivas Regal (don't remember the year) - see "tequila", also...it's flippin disgusting.

American Express.

During the height of the recession, they were looking to reduce their exposure by cutting large lines of credit that aren't used a lot. I had approx. $25k credit limit with them but used about $500/mo. They called me up with some trumped up nonsense and told me they were closing my account. I explained to them (very nicely) that they were making an error and would want me as a customer in the future, but I would never do business with them again. They persisted and closed my account.

Every few months, I get a call from them with some sort of offer--I'm in a good demographic for them (high income, travel often, put everything on a cc), but I've made it clear that I'll never do business with them again. Their loss.

Chase.
Same sort of thing--they ripped me off on a CD when I was a poor student and ate about $30 of my interest. They refused to refund it. I told them I'd never do business with them again, but they declined to budge. So they're forever off the list of banks with whom I'll do business, much to the chagrin of their mortgage/personal bankers who call me up to sell me X, Y, Z services and find out that I have no interest.

raiderbuck;1219786 wrote: Skyline - Seriously, this crap is terrible

Wrong

I've been maintaining a Ban list of companies, activities, products, etc for quite sometime. Once something hits my list it's a permanent ban.
Here's my list with the year that the item made the list...
1991 Epcot Center
1993 Ben Franklin's in Coldwater.
1995 GoldSchlagger
1996 Candlebox (the crappy mid 90's band, worst concert ever)
1997 Not Al's Too (Bar on High Street- This was more of a mutual ban)
1997 Straight shots of Cuervo (Ban was started same night as the Not Al's ban)
1998 Rolling Rock
2003 Blockbuster Video
2007 Lucky Dog (Hot dog cart in New Orleans)
2008 Boxing while drunk
2010 Four Loko (only experience with them was at Mardi Gras, each of us had two of them after 6 beers, we all blacked out. Our next memory of the night was dealing with the results of the evening- I badly sprained my ankle (no idea how), one friend traded his Iphone for a 6 pack of Abita, and my other friend ended up in New Orleans Jail)
2011 Oil Can Henrys
2012 Comcast
2012 Goose Hollow Inn (crappy Portland bar)

that_guy;1219945 wrote:I've been maintaining a Ban list of companies, activities, products, etc for quite sometime. Once something hits my list it's a permanent ban.
Here's my list with the year that the item made the list...
1991 Epcot Center
1993 Ben Franklin's in Coldwater.
1995 GoldSchlagger
1996 Candlebox (the crappy mid 90's band, worst concert ever)
1997 Not Al's Too (Bar on High Street- This was more of a mutual ban)
1997 Straight shots of Cuervo (Ban was started same night as the Not Al's ban)
1998 Rolling Rock
2003 Blockbuster Video
2007 Lucky Dog (Hot dog cart in New Orleans)
2008 Boxing while drunk
2010 Four Loko (only experience with them was at Mardi Gras, each of us had two of them after 6 beers, we all blacked out. Our next memory of the night was dealing with the results of the evening- I badly sprained my ankle (no idea how), one friend traded his Iphone for a 6 pack of Abita, and my other friend ended up in New Orleans Jail)
2011 Oil Can Henrys
2012 Comcast
2012 Goose Hollow Inn (crappy Portland bar)

Grandview Cafe - fucking worst service ever

that_guy;1219945 wrote:1991 Epcot Center

Wut?

my 2010 Epcot Center experience was fine. but my 1991 Epcot Center experience sucked. The difference? Alcohol.

Sonofanump;1219996 wrote:Wut?

Was at Epcot as a FR in HS on a band trip to Florida. They had us there for 14 hours. Within 20 minutes we were bored out of our mind. The day sucked enough that it started my creation of a ban list. It might be different as an adult, but that day left a scar in my memory so I will not go back there.

that_guy;1220044 wrote:Was at Epcot as a FR in HS on a band trip to Florida. They had us there for 14 hours. Within 20 minutes we were bored out of our mind. The day sucked enough that it started my creation of a ban list. It might be different as an adult, but that day left a scar in my memory so I will not go back there.

Got it. I guess that even as an adult without a child to experience it with, I'd be able to find something to do or look at (Pocohantos & Jasmine).

I think I've shared this story on here before, but just in case I haven't....

About 5-7 years ago, I visited a Hometown Buffet in the Columbus area. I was already weary of all-you-can-eat buffets and I went in spite of my better judgement. Needless to say, I was almost immediatly depressed and disgusted when I went inside. Hard to say this in America in 2012, but I have never seen such a concentration of morbidly obese people - old and young - in one place. Watching these people confront the buffet line was like watching Omaha Beach on 6/6/44 - violent and horrific. Had I not seen anything more, I would have crossed it off my list for life.

However, I did see more. And for that, I am eternally sorry.

After I was done eating, I went to use the restroom. I knew I was in for trouble when I was in there, standing at the urinal and a huge guy in the 350lb range came rushing past me (almost running) and into the stall. He slammed the door, danced around, dropped trow and then BOOM. I literally felt like the pressure of release made the air shake. There must have been minimal cleanup effort on his part, since he was back out of the stall in moments. It was what he said at the sinks, though, that solidified this as a horrific experience. As he dried his hands off from a 0.5 second rinse, he looked at me and said, "Time to get back into the game".

After he left, I looked into the stall. I saw what looked like a post-grenade explosion. My friend who was in the restaurant with me later explained that what I was seeing was the results of someone having gone "backboard" - i.e drilled the back wall tile with a blast that the bowl couldn't contain. My post blast investigation showed evidence that he went "backboard" in the stall (i.e. used a bit of the tile wall behind the seat). I also realized that any pressure release capable of producing this "backboard" would require a lot more than the 5-10 seconds this guy allotted proper whiping. There was no way to conclude anything other than the fact that he had gotten "back into the game" with less than clean hands. The stink made me gag.

This experience has eliminated the possibility of me ever going to a buffet restaurant ever, ever, ever, ever again. I would rather take my chances eating grass on the side of the road.

dlazz;1219830 wrote:Wrong

No way...how dare they call that stuff chili. It's disgraceful.

Dr Winston O'Boogie;1220057 wrote:I think I've shared this story on here before, but just in case I haven't....

About 5-7 years ago, I visited a Hometown Buffet in the Columbus area. I was already weary of all-you-can-eat buffets and I went in spite of my better judgement. Needless to say, I was almost immediatly depressed and disgusted when I went inside. Hard to say this in America in 2012, but I have never seen such a concentration of morbidly obese people - old and young - in one place. Watching these people confront the buffet line was like watching Omaha Beach on 6/6/44 - violent and horrific. Had I not seen anything more, I would have crossed it off my list for life.

However, I did see more. And for that, I am eternally sorry.

After I was done eating, I went to use the restroom. I knew I was in for trouble when I was in there, standing at the urinal and a huge guy in the 350lb range came rushing past me (almost running) and into the stall. He slammed the door, danced around, dropped trow and then BOOM. I literally felt like the pressure of release made the air shake. There must have been minimal cleanup effort on his part, since he was back out of the stall in moments. It was what he said at the sinks, though, that solidified this as a horrific experience. As he dried his hands off from a 0.5 second rinse, he looked at me and said, "Time to get back into the game".

After he left, I looked into the stall. I saw what looked like a post-grenade explosion. My friend who was in the restaurant with me later explained that what I was seeing was the results of someone having gone "backboard" - i.e drilled the back wall tile with a blast that the bowl couldn't contain. My post blast investigation showed evidence that he went "backboard" in the stall (i.e. used a bit of the tile wall behind the seat). I also realized that any pressure release capable of producing this "backboard" would require a lot more than the 5-10 seconds this guy allotted proper whiping. There was no way to conclude anything other than the fact that he had gotten "back into the game" with less than clean hands. The stink made me gag.

This experience has eliminated the possibility of me ever going to a buffet restaurant ever, ever, ever, ever again. I would rather take my chances eating grass on the side of the road.

I think I've repped you for this before, but I'll do it again. This is fucking hilarious.

vball10set;1219723 wrote:Just got my first pair of Saucony's (always been a New Balance/Adidas guy), and I love 'em--they're comfortable as hell!!!

Great expression.

Dr Winston O'Boogie;1220057 wrote:I think I've shared this story on here before, but just in case I haven't....

About 5-7 years ago, I visited a Hometown Buffet in the Columbus area. I was already weary of all-you-can-eat buffets and I went in spite of my better judgement. Needless to say, I was almost immediatly depressed and disgusted when I went inside. Hard to say this in America in 2012, but I have never seen such a concentration of morbidly obese people - old and young - in one place. Watching these people confront the buffet line was like watching Omaha Beach on 6/6/44 - violent and horrific. Had I not seen anything more, I would have crossed it off my list for life.

However, I did see more. And for that, I am eternally sorry.

After I was done eating, I went to use the restroom. I knew I was in for trouble when I was in there, standing at the urinal and a huge guy in the 350lb range came rushing past me (almost running) and into the stall. He slammed the door, danced around, dropped trow and then BOOM. I literally felt like the pressure of release made the air shake. There must have been minimal cleanup effort on his part, since he was back out of the stall in moments. It was what he said at the sinks, though, that solidified this as a horrific experience. As he dried his hands off from a 0.5 second rinse, he looked at me and said, "Time to get back into the game".

After he left, I looked into the stall. I saw what looked like a post-grenade explosion. My friend who was in the restaurant with me later explained that what I was seeing was the results of someone having gone "backboard" - i.e drilled the back wall tile with a blast that the bowl couldn't contain. My post blast investigation showed evidence that he went "backboard" in the stall (i.e. used a bit of the tile wall behind the seat). I also realized that any pressure release capable of producing this "backboard" would require a lot more than the 5-10 seconds this guy allotted proper whiping. There was no way to conclude anything other than the fact that he had gotten "back into the game" with less than clean hands. The stink made me gag.

This experience has eliminated the possibility of me ever going to a buffet restaurant ever, ever, ever, ever again. I would rather take my chances eating grass on the side of the road.

Lol

Bob Evans.

One of their managers made several passes at my daughter while she worked there - she turned it in to Corporate, and they refused to take any action since both of the other employees who witnessed it were under 18. Within a month, the same manager altered the schedules for all three of them during their off days - all of them were fired for not showing up for work "as scheduled" on what was a day off when they last left work.

They'll never get another dime from me.

se-alum;1172777 wrote:Hewlett Packard

agreed