I can't do this again.
When I moved to Winston-Salem, everybody and their mama (literally mamas too) told me about how "different" things were there because they're southern. They say "bless your heart", they drink sweet tea, they like to be barefoot, they like to fry things and have barbecues. I just had to giggle every time because funny thing is, we do all of that here too!I will now push all my chips into the middle of the table and question the entire premise of Oklahoma being southern.
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I think this happens to me at least once a year and 9/10 its from a skimmer (gas station card). Fraud protection doesn't hold me liable so I'm not out of pocket anything and just have to wait for a new cardDag nabbit. My credit card was compromised. Glad I check it often and itemize the purchases so I can keep track. A charge posted on the 13th that I logged on to dispute as I have zero record of it and neither does the merchant. And as I was doing that, two new charges showed up with today's date on them, and I haven't used the card today.
such a pain in the ass. I won't have to pay for the disputed charges, but I detest having to update all of my accounts that automatically bill to the card.
I really hate thieves.
(I'm also a tiny bit worried I did make these purchases and have no memory of it, but I also have no confirmations or receipts, so I would have made them in my sleep!)
Sounds like you didn't go with the right people.Also, I went to a Mexican restaurant with a buncha people the other night and I was the only one eating guacamole.
The fuck is wrong with people?
What the what?! Let's go get our own tacos, with hookers and blackjack!Also, I went to a Mexican restaurant with a buncha people the other night and I was the only one eating guacamole.
The fuck is wrong with people?
I am one of the 10%. It either tastes like soap or like chemicals to me, and is disgusting.Could be the cilantro. Around 10% of people say Cilantro tastes like soap
Apparently we went 33 rounds, although I was technically disqualified after the 30th.
Probably best.
NYC is full of them. I've had it happen three times in four years.I think this happens to me at least once a year and 9/10 its from a skimmer (gas station card). Fraud protection doesn't hold me liable so I'm not out of pocket anything and just have to wait for a new card
I have a friend who is allergic. & I feel horrible for her, b/c she lives where the guac is fucking mana.Also, I went to a Mexican restaurant with a buncha people the other night and I was the only one eating guacamole.
The fuck is wrong with people?
Mexico?I have a friend who is allergic. & I feel horrible for her, b/c she lives where the guac is fucking mana.
True, I always forget about that. I guess I was with all of themCould be the cilantro. Around 10% of people say Cilantro tastes like soap
@cupcake doesn't play.Apparently we went 33 rounds, although I was technically disqualified after the 30th.
I want nothing more in life than to wear this hat, but with half salsa and half guacamole.
Yeah but I bet a lot of the state is Kansas-y. Plus it wasn't around for the what-have-you.When I moved to Winston-Salem, everybody and their mama (literally mamas too) told me about how "different" things were there because they're southern. They say "bless your heart", they drink sweet tea, they like to be barefoot, they like to fry things and have barbecues. I just had to giggle every time because funny thing is, we do all of that here too!
Another funny thing is that OKC is literally lower south on the map than Winston-Salem, so..... Plus, it's not our fault that Texas is so big!
Makes me *kind of* glad to live in an area where nobody likes accepting cards.NYC is full of them. I've had it happen three times in four years.
Makes me *kind of* glad to live in an area where nobody likes accepting cards.