I didn't think much of this when I lived in Florida. Many products were labeled in Florida ounces. But now that I live in another state I'm surprised to see products still labeled with Florida ounces.

I looked up 'Florida ounces' but couldn't find much information about them. Google doesn't know how to convert them to regular ounces.

I've seen so many memes that I'm not sure if it's real or fake.

Edit: this is ridiculous why is this the number one all time post for this sub?

I'm a high school student, just a freshman, and sometimes I feel that if I go to sleep early then I'll just be like "Well, this day just felt like school, barely any time at home." Sometimes I just stay up so I actually feel more at home and not always have that feeling of just school, school, school. Does anyone else feel this way, maybe with work as well?

Edit: I know people don't like it when others edit their message saying "thank you" or anything, but DANG did I not expect this post to be the highest post in the sub after I, ironically, came home from school. Thank you all!

It is interesting to see a lot more people than I thought stay up for free time as well. I can't imagine going to school or going to work, then going to sleep only a couple or few hours later, only to do the same thing again the next day.

My longtime friend had recently told me that he's waiting for his 17 year old co worker to turn 18 because he wants to ask her out. I was immediately grossed out and told him that that was predatory behavior and he laughed and said "a true gentleman waits until they are 18." He genuinely sees nothing weird or wrong with this.

He asked her for her number and she said that when she turns 18 she will give it to him. I'm stuck on the fact that he asked a 17 year old for their number anyway. What if she wouldn't have declined? He also went to her Facebook and saved pictures of her to his phone to send to us. I also found out that a girl that he previously talked to for a few years was freshly 18 and idk bruh this all grosses me out and I don't want to be his friend anymore. But I also don't know if I'm overreacting.

I want to eat them but forgot how they were called and can't ask anyone since I'm alone

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Most of my American friends and coworkers wear shoes in the house... It's so gross!

I'm Japanese and I always cringe when I see this.

EDIT:

I have learned today that people don't like it when I ask why they do things. I have had multiple people message me telling me to fuck off and to leave their country alone.

Apologise if I worded it aggressively or something. I really was just genuinely curious.

My point is, do we overemphasize the ability of individuals to make it to the top if they just try hard enough, within our current system? Is the system rigged, in a sense, so that trying and dedication aren't actually enough?

I don't know what it is, but even when I have tried taking a selfie by myself, completely alone, I feel so cringe. I couldn't imagine taking a selfie with other people around. What kind of mindset are people putting themselves in when they take selfies?

I am a math teacher for 8th graders at the school I teach at.

Throughout this whole past school year there was this running joke where the students would call me the goat.

And I would respond back each time that they are the goats and they would all laugh.

It was pretty funny to be honest, and I never gave it much thought. But I realized that I have been partaking in a joke that I never actually got.

I had a good connection with them, and they are all really good kids, so I don't really think that they were making fun of me.

Can someone (maybe an 8th grader) explain this joke to me?

And how would you respond if someone calls you a goat?

EDIT: omg I am IN TEARS!!! I can't believe they were complimenting me this whole time!!!! Thank you all for answering this question!!!!

EDIT 2: THANK YOU ALL for you responses and the awards this post got!! If those awards cost money, please can you donate that money instead to a charity that helps kids? There are so many good ones, this one in particular is one I personally recommend: Kids In Need Foundation

EDIT 3: the photo that appears on this post is NOT my photo. I think that the photo appears there due to the link I put in the 2nd edit.

I sincerely thought it was a fictional concept that “Dexter” made up. It shocks me beyond belief to know that people may have one.

How do you do it? I can’t imagine doing that.

Edit: yes guys I get it, I’m an NPC.

they always look so peaceful and innocent, i just like looking at them

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I just don't get it, is it the fear of losing the little people already have that's stopping them from doing anything against it, or is it thinking that any attempt to change it would be in vain?

It's only a month but I feel like there's something I'm not remembering. I've unplugged appliances and such, done my laundry, cleaned up, took the trash out, made sure my bills are good until I'm out, no food thats gonna expire while im gone. Is there anything simple I may have forgotten?

Edit: HI everyone, I'm back! I'll do a detailed update after work, but overall it was incredibly boring. I have plenty more to share but all in all, 2/10 don't recommend

Edit 2: Well I already typed this out once and accidentally deleted it, so sorry for the delay. I'll start off by saying jail is not very fun that's for sure. So after I made this post, before it blew up, I did a last check of my apartment, made sure my bills were good and I had someone to check on my place. My sister came and picked me up around noon, we got a bit high and went to watch Across the Spider-Verse (10/10, loved it). After that we hit up the Wendy's by the jail for my proverbial last supper. Honestly I was very anxious so I had to pretty much how force myself to eat it, but I'm glad I did. I turned myself in at exactly 6:00pm to the jail. Initially they didn't even know I was supposed to show up, but they got that squared away pretty quickly. First they had me sign some paperwork and get a little medical check up, just vitals and some questions. Next they had me strip down and take a shower, they gave me some anti lice shampoo that made my scalp and body incredibly cold. Next they gave me my jail clothes and had me go through a full body scan to make sure I wasn't carrying drugs in my prison wallet. They give orange jumpsuits to inmates who have been arrested, but are awaiting court, gray to inmates who have been sentenced (me), and white clothes to the workers. Workers have their clothes and towels changed out every day, while everyone else got them switched on Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday. They also gave us new sheets on Sundays. After I was dressed and clean enough, they sent me back to the "intake dorm" so to speak. This was a room with 24 cells in it, 12 on top, 12 on bottom. There was a common area with 6 tables and a TV, as well as a pull up bar that you could also do dips on. This specific jail doesn't have outside recreation time anymore because the state says a pull up bar is enough to count as recreation time. So basically I was inside a room with nearly no windows for my sentence. My cell here was about 12 feet long and 7 feet wide. It had a sink, toilet, and a desk in it. The "bed" was a metal rack with about an inch of foam to lay on. We didnt get pillows, but we got 2 sheets and a wool blanket that was very itchy. I used the wool blanket as my pillow and covered up with a sheet, while using the other sheet to act as a barrier between me and the foam. Luckily for me I am a very warm sleeper, because the jail was kept very cold at all times. Since the intake dorm is a medium security block, we had to lockdown in our cells from 1pm-3pm, as well as 9pm-6am everyday. At 6am sharp, they turn all of the lights on and announce "head count" on the speaker. This means I had to get out of my bed and go stand by the cell door while the guards came around and made sure no one escaped over night. If you didn't get out of bed they locked you in your cell for 24 hours until the next morning. After that I would lay back down and try to sleep until breakfast came at 7am. Breakfast was generally cereal with milk, peanut butter with toast, and either apple or orange juice. The food menu was the same every week, I'll post that somewhere down below. After breakfast I always went back to my cell to lay down and try to get some sleep, but the intake dorm was incredibly loud. People couldn't seem to have a conversation without yelling, people were playing dominoes and cards from 6am to 9pm slapping them on the table, no one had any respect for other people basically because it's a bunch of literal criminals who just got to jail. Not to mention how bright the lights were. What I'm saying is there wasn't many nap opportunities in that block. Since I couldn't sleep much I read my books (library was every Wednesday morning, luckily my first morning there. Could check out 4 books), brushed up on my spades and rumi skills, learned how to play tonk, played a bit of poker too. I played some chess, and lost a game to an old man. I was thinking all day about how bad I wanted to play him again, only for him to get released right after dinner. I still want that rematch Randy. Sometime before lunch I would shower. In this dorm there were 2 separate single person showers. They were very small, and way too hot. Don't even THINK about stepping foot in there without your sandals on. Also don't touch the walls. Or the curtain. Basically don't touch anything but the button that makes water come out, the showers were nastier than any shower I've had to use in my many many years playing hockey. This includes the multiple showers with literal shit on the floor.  I managed to not drop the soap too, a skill I've been honing all my life. Now, I went in on a Tuesday night and immediately put in a commissary order of shampoo, conditioner, soap, toothpaste, some Ramen, some candy, you get it, the essentials. I got all of that on Thursday morning which was nice, until I realized I forgot to buy deodorant, yay :) I'm very about my personal hygiene, and commissary didn't come again until the next Tuesday, so that was a rough week for me. Honestly it didn't make much of a difference, since half of the people in there didn't shower or brush their teeth at all, making the dorm smell.. unique to put it lightly. The toothbrush they give to the inmates is a grand total of 2 inches long, which meant I had to basically deepthroat my fingers two or three times a day to clean my teeth. Not a good look in jail. The reason is so no shanks could be made, but they gave us a very long very hard plastic spoon that could stab someone perfectly well, so I call bullshit. Anyway, after all that, lunch came around 12pm. We would eat and lounge about some more until 1pm when they locked us in our cells. From 1pm-3pm it was generally pretty quiet since everyone was in their own space, so naturally I slept as much as I could, because why would I want to be conscious in jail when I don't have to be? When 3pm came around they did head count again, and again if you weren't fully dressed by your cell door they would lock you in your cell for 24 hours. I never had that happen but I sure witnessed it happening plenty. Usually it was because someone was withdrawaling from drugs or they were understandably depressed about being incarcerated. After that we would do the same shit, just waiting around until more food came. Dinner was sometime between 5:30 and 6pm. I guess ill post the food menu here since you're all dying to know. I'll preface that by saying the county jail that I went to has a reputation, unbeknownst to me, for actually having good food compared to other jails in my state. I would compare it to the school lunches I got in high school, not amazing but it was edible, and for that I feel lucky. So here's the menu

Monday: Breakfast- sausage and cheese McMuffin (delicious), hash brown, juice, milk. Lunch- Mac and cheese (not bad), either cucumber salad or zucchini, milk. Dinner- sloppy Joe with a biscuit (eh), peas and carrots, bread and butter

Tuesday: Breakfast- froot loops, peanut butter and toast, juice, milk. Lunch- cheese pizza (cardboard) breadstick, salad, milk Dinner- meatball sub (pretty good), a random vegetable

Wednesday: Breakfast- cheerios, peanut butter and toast, juice, milk. Lunch- cheeseburger (good), fries (bad), cucumber salad, milk. Dinner- vegetable soup (tasted good but it was literally 6 spoonfuls of soup), celery and carrots, bread and butter

Thursday: Breakfast- egg and cheese bagel Lunch- grilled cheese (6 fuckin pieces of unmelted cheese), tomato soup, crackers, milk. Dinner- turkey (rubbery, but decent) with stuffing, gravy, peas, bread and butter

Friday: Breakfast- corn flakes, peanut butter and toast, juice, milk. Lunch- chicken tacos (delicious), zucchini, milk Dinner- polish sausage, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans, bread and butter

Saturday: Breakfast- "pancakes" with syrup, hard boiled egg, juice, milk. They were not good pancakes Lunch- hot dog, baked beans, tater tots, milk Dinner- don't remember

Sunday: Breakfast- rice bran, peanut butter with toast, juice, milk. Lunch- don't remember Dinner- rice and chicken with some sort of brown sauce. Not BBQ, wasn't bad, A vegetable, bread and butter.

All of the meat was turkey or chicken.

After dinner we did a whole lot of nothing until 9pm when they locked us down. My block actually had 1 inmate who was waiting to be sentenced on an arson charge with attempted murder tacked on there, so he wasn't allowed around other inmates and was on 23 hour lock down. His 1 hour of free time was from 9pm-10pm when we were locked in our cells and oh my, this guy was a fuckin nut. He drank the cleaning products, are trash off the floor, walked around naked one night, harassed everyone else, and was just generally very entertaining to all of the other very bored inmates. We called him Charlie because he was basically Charles Manson Jr. I do not miss that guy. Anyway at 10pm they turned the lights off, but it never actually gets dark in jail. This posed a problem for me, because I have serious trouble falling asleep as it is. So I would read until I got sleepy enough, then use my shirt to cover my eyes and doze off. Usually I was pretty hungry at bed time so I would eat a Ramen before I brushed my teeth. There wasn't a microwave in the intake dorm so I would fill my bowl of noodles with warm water, until the noodles got soft. Then I would dump that water out and put new warm water in and mix in the seasoning. The cells sink water only got to about 100-110 degrees so it wasn't very good, but it was food so I'm not complaining. The food they served us was good enough, but there was never very much of it so I had to make due with what I had. For reference I'm 5"11' and about 165lbs. I've always been active and have a physically engaging job, so I eat a bit more and burn more calories. I would end up falling asleep some time around 1 or 2am most days until 6am when it started all over again. After a week in there they finally moved me back to the minimum security dorm. This was a room about the size of a gymnasium with much lower ceilings. There were a total of 78 beds, 19 bunk beds on the back wall, with 2 rows of 20 single beds just in front of them. There was a communal bathroom with 3 urinals, 3 toilets (and cleaner to use before every movement), and 6 shower heads. Despite the 6 showers we could only use 1 at a time, apparently with the exception of the one guy who just hopped in there with me for a few minutes, cleaned, and went about his day. Like I said I've played hockey for many years and showered with a lot of other guys, so I just treated it the same way and neither of us acknowledged the other. There was a guard desk with a guard in there 24/7. 95% of the time the guards were scrolling tiktok or playing online poker, paying no attention to the inmates, and even less attention to the showers that were 25 feet away from them. The other 5% they would walk from bunk to bunk looking for stashes of fruit or unmade beds. We had a couple shakedowns (where they tear the whole place up looking for contraband), nothing really came of them though. The intake dorm also had a vending machine stocked with Ramen, candy, other sweets like honeybuns and cinnamon rolls and things of that nature, pop (soda for you nonmidwesterners), coffee, sugar, you get the idea. A "Commissary to go" machine if you will. Everything from the vending machine was also less expensive ($1 for Ramen instead of $1.40, $2.55 for pop instead of $2.85, etc). There was also 2 microwaves and 2 TVs, 1 TV always on ESPN or some other sports channel, the other on a movie or show. The minimum dorm also didn't lock down from 1pm-3pm, and didn't lock down at night until 10pm. So while you sacrificed privacy, the microwave and vending machine were too good to pass up, so everyone stayed in there. Oh also the cot you slept on was actually somewhat comfortable,  as much as foam on a metal rack can be I guess. All of the workers stayed here as well as most non violent offenders who weren't a nuisance. There were a couple fights in here though, and the people involved got immediately sent to the hole (yes, it's a real thing). Basically a cell with no TV, no other people, no commissary, basically nothing at all but your thoughts and the occasional tray of food to tell what time it is. I luckily did not have to check it out for myself. The days went by the same way in minimum, except I didn't get a nap time from 1-3pm, so I got even less sleep in there. I did however get to read more books, so it wasn't all bad. The only things to do were sleep, eat, read, play cards, maybe a little chess if you're feelin froggy that day, or sit on a metal seat and watch TV. The seats were unbearable for more than an hour. A lot of people also walked laps or did pull ups on the bullshit machine that was supposed to be our recreation area. Did I mention we weren't allowed outside? Yeah I'm still a bit salty about that so I'll say it again. There were phones in each dorm to use. After your 1 free call, using the phone cost 21 cents per minute, which is damn expensive so I used it sparingly. There was a guy who was arrested on some crazy drug trafficking charges in there (2kgs of cocaine, $25,000 in cash) awaiting his trial. He used the phone for 8 HOURS A DAY.  I am not exaggerating. He also didn't speak a lick of English and would sometimes start screaming into the phone. He actually got sent back to the secure dorms because he missed headcount.. because he was on the phone. I feel like there's a lot I'm missing, and it'll all come to me later, but for now I'll wrap it up. Jail is not a fun place to be, never has been, never will be. That said I deserved it, and I did the time. Lastly stay positive, life is too short to spend it any other way.

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