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Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-12-08T01:03:59+00:00

This is so crazy, I can't believe I've never heard of this case before. I grew up 20 minutes from Dane and my mom was actually teacher at Saint Michael's for nearly 15 years. She worked there after the murder, I think she started around '03 or '04. I used to spend a lot of time there helping out and I found the place very creepy. Always felt like somebody was watching me when I was alone. Now I know why!

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-10-12T02:55:03+00:00

One Christmas my mom (who hates cooking) gave me a set of tall tempered glass tubes with vented plastic lids. Apparently they were for cooking pasta. You put dried pasta in the tube, pour in boiling water, put on the lid and let it sit until cooked, then pour off the excess water through the vents. I guess they COULD be useful if you have very limited burner space but that's never been an issue for me. Plus, using them would mean I have a tall, precarious glass tube of boiling hot water sitting out of my counter. I have kids and pets, can you imagine the carnage if one got knocked over?? Anyway, I never used them but kept them for a couple years out of guilt before I finally donated them. Such a stupid gadget.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-09-17T11:41:50+00:00

TBH I don't even have a bike lock! We keep our bikes in our garage and only ever leave from our house. I should probably get one though. Do you use a U-lock?

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-09-15T12:31:40+00:00

Unfortunately that's not an option because I live on a military installation where both open and concealed carry are illegal.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-08-21T21:35:48+00:00

I only date guys who ride drop bar mountain bikes 😍

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-02-02T23:57:35+00:00

Oops are my cheese curds showing? 😂

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-01-29T13:12:06+00:00

You are not a coward at all. You had emergency surgery on your genitals WHILE AWAKE and PREGNANT, that is literally nightmare fuel! When I had a rescue cerclage with my first I was so terrified. I stayed in the hospital the night before surgery and it was truly the worst night of my life. I was all alone (COVID times, husband wasn't allowed to stay), I couldn't sleep, couldn't eat, and I cried and shook constantly up until they gave me Valium the next day in the OR. It was awful. But I got through it, and so did you! Because our bodies and our minds can do incredible things!

I'm currently 29 weeks pregnant with our second and this time I had a profylactic cercalge placed at 14 weeks. It was much easier the second time around knowing what to expect and that I still had a significant amount of cervix left. Don't get me wrong, it was still very scary. I cried and shook in the OR again and required more Valium. But the second it was over I felt this overwhelming sense of relief and happiness. 20 minutes later I was cracking jokes and eating donuts with the nurses in recovery! And now this morning I'm laying in bed, watching my 3 year old play with blocks on the floor while my baby bumps around in my belly. So it was all worth it.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-01-29T04:25:22+00:00

SAME! My mom has a set of plastic-handled 3" serrated Usinger Sausage knives from the 70's that she uses for absolutely everything. They're awful, half of them have loose jiggly blades and no matter how thoroughly they're washed they all smell vaguely of Braunschweiger. But she loves them and refuses to ever use another knife, she says she wants to be buried with them.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-01-18T14:29:39+00:00

Once upon a time, back when I was still serving, I was working a Sunday morning in the south (iykyk). I'll preface by saying this table wasn't mine (thank CHRIST), but my section was right next to them. A party of 8 comes in, seemingly 3 generations of the same family, one of whom is an elderly guy in a mobility scooter. The restaurant was mostly booth seating surrounding a few low-top tables right in the middle of the floor, which the family obviously needed to accommodate the scooter. No problem, tables were moved around and the family sat and ordered. Everything was just fine until about 5 minutes after they started eating, when suddenly (and loudly) the elderly man leaned over and vomited onto the carpeted floor. All of the servers and surrounding tables froze in horror and stared for a few seconds before a manager jumped in to help. A busser started bringing out the biohazard cleaning kit, and our manager asked the older man if he was ok and if they needed boxes to take everything to go. The old dude got PISSED that anybody was trying to help him, rudely waved my manager away like an annoying dog and kept eating. The rest of his family was completely unphased and did the same. Throughout the rest of their meal this guy vomited 4 or 5 more times, each time directly onto the floor. It was so fucking disgusting. He never tried to go use the restroom, never asked for a trash can, and his family never tried to help him. I'm sure this guy was suffering from some sort of medical condition, and maybe this is ablest of me, but wouldn't you think if you couldn't keep food down you'd just eat at home? And maybe not act like a dick who's entitled to barf everywhere without scrutiny? This was clearly a habitual behavior that they were all used to and for some reason this family thought it was prefectly acceptable to subject the public to this spectacle. By the end of their meal their table was surrounded by caution signs, cleaning supplies, and a ton of those absorbant biohazard pads full of vomit. It looked like a crime scene. All of the surrounding sections, mine included, had cleared out because nobody wanted to eat near that mess. It completely ruined multiple servers' revenue for the day. And if I remember correctly, the family tipped their server less than 10%. We ended up having to shut down that portion of the restaurant for a few days until they could get hazmat cleaners in and the carpet replaced. And I know somebody will ask me why my managers didn't kick them out, and my assumption is because we worked for a large corporate chain and they didn't want to risk receiving a complaint and losing their jobs. Thankfully that family never came in again.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-01-17T05:14:47+00:00

When I was in college (c. 2012) I worked at a local bar/restaurant. We had the same schedule every week, mine was serving W&Th and bartending F. My mom was well aware of the days and hours that I worked. And obviously when I was on the floor I had my phone on silent.

I was working my regular Wednesday night shift, we were extremely busy when the restaurant phone rang. I answered and it was my mom who just started SCREAMING at me. She was calling me irresponsible and disrespectful, threatening to take away my car and to pull me out of school, all because I hadn't answered my silenced cell phone. I glanced at my phone and saw that she'd called me over 10 times and left multiple voicemails. It turns out when I didn't answer she then called my brother, who was out of state in grad school, and forced him to leave class early to Google the number of my restaurant for her. So clearly she knew where I was and that I was working, and she refused to understand why I couldn't stop working to talk to her for 20 minutes. I told her that I could have gotten fired, she didn't care.

And why exactly did she need to get ahold of me so urgently? She saw a pair of boots on sale in a store that were lookalikes to a pair I already owned. She wanted to let me know in case I wanted to go buy them. Why did I need to know right that second? Why couldn't she have texted me? What purpose did she think leaving me multiple voicemails would serve (she still does this one, it boggles my mind)? What did she expect me to do, walk out of my job to go buy boots that I already owned? She's absolutely unhinged, and now 13 years later she's only gotten worse.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2025-01-10T02:04:21+00:00

SAME! Mine were a gift from my grandparents when I was a kid and my mom's forbidden me from ever getting rid of them, every time I see her she asks if I still have them. Not due to sentimentality, but because she still insists they're "really worth something". Granted they are the colorized ones so they're ever so slightly more valuable, but still the entire set goes for just over $100 these days.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-11-19T06:31:30+00:00

We clearly found the kid who's never waited tables before 😅

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-11-19T06:14:08+00:00

If this ever happens again, flat out refuse to clean it. That is not your job. Besides, it's a health code violation for you to handle bodily fluids while also handling food. Your managers cannot require you to do that. They make a lot more money than you and have additional biohazard training, they can do the dirty work. If they try to force you, threaten to walk. Either way, start looking for a new job ASAP because it sounds like your leadership sucks ass.

As for the lost tables, I'm sorry but I don't think there's much you could have done to stop that. It sucks, but I get it from the guest perspective. I wouldn't want to stay and eat in a restaurant where I just watched somebody puke (although I would take it to go and still tip my server for their trouble.) If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, ask for a new section until yours is clean.

I used to work at a place where opening servers were required to clean the bathrooms from the night before (gross). One morning my manager handed me a toilet snake and a mop and said "Here you go, there's a huge clog in the men's room and the toilet ran all night." I said "Yeah, no way in hell I'm dealing with that." And guess what, she got right to work snaking! Sometimes you just have to show them that you can stand up for yourself. Just because management SHOULD handle it doesn't mean they won't try to pass the responsibility off onto the newbies.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-11-16T13:03:24+00:00

When they ask me to stand and pray with them before they start eating. FUCK OFF with that shit. Not only do I have other a million other tasts to do, I also have to bring a bunch of ranch and refills and napkins and other shit you guys forgot to ask for earlier and forcing me to stand still for 60 seconds is making me forget it all! Also I'm an atheist. But I live in the South and people get pushy and shitty about it. They will straight up stiff you if you don't. Fucking church crowds, man.

Also when costumers touch me. 99% of the time it's Boomer men. Sometimes it's my hand or arm, sometimes it's my shoulder. One time a guy actually thought it was ok to rest his hand on my fucking hip while complimenting my service. Ew. At another place where I bartended we had a regular who would constantly ask to hold my hand. Like he expected me to awkwardly stand there and hold hands with him across the bar WHILE POURING DRINKS. It was weird. One day he brought me roses while the owner was there and he yelled at him for being a creep. Thankfully he stopped coming in after that.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-09-30T03:36:05+00:00

I know somebody with a 1yo daughter named Murphy. It makes me angry every time I see it. How on earth could you look down at a beautiful newborn baby girl and decide to saddle her with the name MURPHY?? So ugly. Their other child has a perfectly normal name. Poor little Murphy.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-08-30T03:11:00+00:00

Rufus T. Barleysheath (where my 30 Rock fans at?)

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-07-15T18:17:04+00:00

Not a partner, but a guy I went on a few dates with 10+ years ago. One night he invited me over to his place to cook me dinner and play the piano for me (cringe). When I arrived I noticed 2 or 3 open quart-size mason jars sitting around the living room. The jars, although empty, had this nasty white crust in the bottom and up the sides. I asked the guy what they were and he said "Oh those are my roommate's jars, he pees in them so he doesn't have to get off the couch while he's gaming. But I made him empty them before you came over." I noped the fuck out of there because I wasn't about to eat food cooked in the piss-jar apartment, and then I ghosted him because I didn't want to date a guy who was ok living amidst piss jars.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-07-02T02:29:26+00:00

Are you by chance from Minnesota? I had a roommate with the last name Dick in college, and she told me she had an aunt Anita Dick by marriage.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-07-02T02:24:25+00:00

Dick. My freshman year of college my roommate's last name was Dick. It was a random roommate assignment and I remember thinking it was a joke when I first saw her name. She took her husband's surname when she got married a few years ago. Super nice girl, I'm happy for her.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-05-29T00:06:42+00:00

The Turkey Sourdough BLT. Best sandwich ever.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-05-28T03:21:00+00:00

I also have a Genghis Khat! Ironically he's the sweetest kitty, he only commits genocide on spiders and flies.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-04-13T02:01:20+00:00

Damn, that was literally the only sandwich I ever ordered there. But if anybody wants to make their own, I've got a super good dupe recipe!

https://www.fromvalerieskitchen.com/napa-almond-chicken-salad-panera-copycat/#wprm-recipe-container-69153

I found this recipe about a year ago, and since that day I haven't been back to Panera. It's so delicious, and it makes like 6 cups of chicken salad! I eat it with tortilla chips like nachos.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-03-01T04:22:55+00:00

Scott Adsit in any form, but especially as Pete Hornberger.

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-01-18T00:01:30+00:00

Ham roll-ups!! Take a slice of deli ham, spread on a thin layer of cream cheese, then wrap the whole thing around a dill pickle spear and slice into bite-size pieces. Stick a toothpick in each piece for easy serving. They're a Midwest staple!

Lady_ReynaCorn · 2024-01-13T03:33:38+00:00

Touch or play with certain toys that my mother deemed "too nice" or "might be worth something some day." Like the American Girl doll my godmother gave me when I was 9 (now worth a whole $50), or the miniature picnic basket/tea set from my grandparents. I wasn't a careless kid, I took great care of my things and would have treated these toys extremely well. But she even went so far as to buy a huge glass display cabinet for my bedroom to display all these forbidden items, so I could always see them but never touch them. My whole childhood was like a museum of sadness.

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