I’m Chris Hansen, take a seat. What exactly did you mean when you told a 14 year old to have a “Big Chungus weekend?”
Seems like a bit much to me.
I believe this is one of those scenarios where the only way to be certain is to fuck around and find out.
Makes sense. Having a ladies only exhibit that only shows women artists is a positive thing. Not allowing certain visitors into a museum because of their gender is sexist.
I’m suspicious of the idea that women respond favorably to those notices.
“You wouldn’t download a car…”
Women: Gee, officer, that’s a good point.
Riiiiiiight…
As a Texan, can confirm that Ken Paxton is a piece of shit.
Don’t forget the tits out for Harambe too. She exposed herself in the presence of children—a tried and true Republican tradition at this point.
Wait, people get on to strangers plex accounts? Like for money or something?
Bro, pirate your own movies and provide your Plex access only to your friends, friends friends, friends friends friends, coworkers, and family, as god intended.
There is a famous episode of Star Trek Next Gen where Picard is captured and tortured. Part of the torture is that they shine four bright lights in his eyes and keep trying to break him down until he will say that there are five lights instead of four. The entire episode boils down to a lot of moments of Picard dramatically shouting “there are four lights” every time he is asked.
It isn’t making the coffee that’s hard, it’s being on your feet for 8 solid hours while getting assaulted by a Karen every 30 minutes and playing the memory game of 3 pumps vanilla no foam cinnamon powder vinti super choco-latte. The coffee is just a minor part of the job.
I’m going to attempt to answer your question for real. I have never had to cremate a person, but I have cremated pets before. One time I think I may have gotten a symbolic collection of ashes, and the other time I was pretty sure I got my exact cat. The difference was visible in their system.
The first time I did not ask many questions, and I ended up with a bag of ashes that had a sticky note with my name on it. It would have been very easy for the wrong bag to be placed with my name, or for the notes to fall off and get mixed up. It was clear that accuracy was secondary to creating a chance for closure. They were very nice and professional, it was just clear that they had not felt it necessary to have an iron clad ash delivery system.
The second time I needed to cremate a pet, I asked a lot more questions, and all were answered without any surprise. Considering the type of business it is, it is always ok to ask a lot of questions about the process.
They put a tracking barcode on my deceased kitty as well as on the body bag he was placed in. When I picked up the ashes days later, the same barcodes were on the tightly sealed bag as well as on the carrying bag, plus they had his collar and a pawprint memorial in the bag too. They could have given me random ashes still, but the care that they clearly put into their system gave me a strong feeling that they had held up their end of the bargain.
The sad truth is that there is probably no way to be 100% sure, and it is likely normal for some ashes to get left behind while others may be unintentionally scooped in. The best you can do is make sure that you ask all the questions you need to (don’t let anxiety shut you up), and try to pick a place that will treat your loved one with dignity.