The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

I've been carded buying R18+ shit at a JB Hifi by young ladies that look barely older than my fucking beard, which is pretty big and grizzly.
Does common sense even exist anymore?

She must've thought you taped it on or something. :lol:

Im convinced people in our generation don't look at other people too closely (unless it's a picture online).They just glance and get a general gist or something.
 
She must've thought you taped it on or something. :lol:

Im convinced people in our generation don't look at other people too closely (unless it's a picture online).They just glance and get a general gist or something.

Well it's either that or their minds are elsewhere.
I read some study recently that said people today, on average, are more distracted than their older co-workers and that social media and higher education schedules are a big factor in this.
 
Don't those signs always say "We card anyone that looks younger than 30"? Maybe it's not legally-enforced for people to do that, but Idunno.
 
Arrived home just now to some ebay parcels, wet from the rain and considering they've been there all day and it's now night I'm surprised they aren't water damaged/stolen, my neighbourhood is a piece of shit.

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The last book I needed to complete my William King-era Gotrek & Felix collection, fucking keen to read the shit too, also a Conan The Barbarian film pin and a Trouble patch.

Boring shit but, fuck it.
 
im 30 and i get carded all the fucking time. i got mad at an old walmart cashier lady for refusing me alcohol when i forgot my id. "I'LL GET IT FROM MY LIQUOR STORE THEY DONT GIVE A SHIT!"
 
Spent a good portion of my day voice acting for a presentation. Then the few hours putting together a study guide for my cohort for the math CST and splitting it into folders by topics. What a pain in the ass. I hate organization but once I'm locked in on that it takes me literally FOREVER, because I get really OCD about it. I still wasn't satisfied with the final product but I got to give my brain a rest by drinking some whiskey and listening to some metal.
 
Tommorow I'm meeting my supervisor so I better write at least one more paragraph tonight. Tomorrow afternoon I might get drunk a little.
 
I feel like the range of girls I would fuck is increasing. I wouldn't mind tapping a bigger ass for example, something unthinkable to my younger self. There were two girls in a bar yesterday and hell, they were kinda dumb and one had two little kids and also fake tits, the other was just dumb, and I thought, well, what the fuck, if I had no girlfriend on another level, yeah I would probably try shit. I had to leave sooner so I didn't have to take the fake-titted one home because it turned out she's my neighbor and she was horny as fuck and the father of her kids left and that was all kinda scary, and I bragged about that to my girlfriend today so she sees I'm a good boy and shit.
 
I scared my favorite bartender girl from my favorite pub because I told her about being an eyebrow expert. She immediately left all things behind the bar as they were and ran to the toilet to check her eyebrows in the mirror. She's ginger so you can't really see her eyebrows anyway but I told her they were fine. We then talked about eyebrow esthetics for a while. I was complaining about the other bartender chick, I mean, her left one is a little more to the side and I just can't forgive a thing like that. Other than that, a fine body in a tight black dress. Not bad.

EDIT: Didn't seem very talkative though. A Slovakian.
 
In a bar, reading and drinking and waiting. Sky news are showing gunshot victims from tunisia being wheeled around. I go on sites like liveleak so idgaf, but it's always seemed odd to me that people bitch about games and films when this is on news channels in the middle of the day.
 
Just popping in to say that I'm so ready for a gay bachelor/ette. And man how awesome is gay divorce court going to be?

All jokes aside, this is awesome. America is always late to everything but I suppose better late than never.