Feckin bastard
Feckin bastard
Yeah, the AI will suck your balls and tell you how funny you are. I will be a buzz kill for strangers who want to enjoy their text meme.
Anyway, I’m outnumbered. Will see myself out to another corner of the internet that has more value.
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I think this is just a more common anecdote for older generations. As a child I remember my dad taking me to his old neighborhood in NYC. It must have been over 15 years since he’d been back but all the business owners remembered him and greeted him by name.
I went back as an adult a few years ago and all those shops are gone and the neighborhood is completely gentrified. It’s just a different world now.
I’ve seen similar before. The missing bit is that the landlord and customer were old friends. They kept in touch loosely, either online, or via other friends.
Basically, the landlord likely knew it was coming, and played it for laughs.
From all the internet stories this one does not really strike me that unbelivable.
You have a favorite bar. Some dude comes there too for a really long time. You live in same part if town and see regulary eachother, but your interactions are mostly limited to a bar. One day you notice he does not show anymore. Years later he appears again. Not that far fetched you say something to him.
Its not like i dont recognise some people from my youth years when i bump in to them yeara later.
Also the Irish, English, and Scottish have a very refined sense of sarcasm that most North Americans simply don’t understand.
It’s very on brand for Irish humour.
The trick to this kind of anecdote is that they could have been there for two hours, explained that the grandfather had lived there before, and eventually someone said “oh, so he’s back?” and everyone laughed.
Change it just a little bit and there you go.
I see these type of comments a lot and I have a genuine question for you because there is something I do not understand.
Why do you care?
That’s not meant to be hostile or anything. Just… what difference does it make? What is it that makes you actually have a genuine interest in the veracity of some random anecdote before you can be amused or not? Because I don’t get it.
This sounds kind of bitchy, reading it back, but it’s legitimately not meant to be. Read this whole thing in a tone of genuine confusion. Because like… do you enjoy stand up comedy at all? Movies? TV? Or do you only watch documentaries?
I’m so confused.
Some people genuinely seem to think that nothing ever really happens unless it’s on the news.
I would hate to have lived such a boring life to have that outlook.
They’re the beige people that just exist, meandering through life, until they don’t.
They apparently also don't understand that both true and fictional stories can be entertaining.
Hell this story is plausible and I didn't even consider whether it was true or not, it reminded me of things that have happened during my life and therefore it was funny whether it was true or not.