I mean, I don’t think we need to tiptoe around voicing opinions about things, especially in context (in a coffee shop that sells the thing) as casual conversation. Things like “I’ve never understood the appeal of pumpkin spice, and how is went from a corporate marketing flavor to an inescapable and pervasive social phenomenon that assaults my senses everywhere I go in public starting in September and persisting through to Christmas.” Put that in your comic speech bubble.
But, yeah, mocking people who are buying sugary caffeinated drinks is as silly as mocking people for drinking hot cocoa. My objection to pumpkin spice is that people drinking them are may as well be walking around with thuribles; it’s as stinky as second-hand smoke.
It doesn’t smell “a bit.” It pervades a space. You can’t smell someone’s coffee, or their caramel macchiato, or their OJ, unless you stick your face in their cup. But if someone comes into an office with a pumpkin spice, you know it because it stinks up there entire room.
It wouldn’t be so bad, by itself. What makes it aggregious is that stores start pumping out the pumpkin spice scent around October; it’s everywhere. It’s inescapable. It’s like a crowded Austrian bar in the 1980’s, where there’s a literal cloud ceiling of cigarette snake at a meter high and an impenetrable haze that limits visibility to 2 meters. Candles. Infusers and incense.
“Smell a bit.” That’s like calling a nuclear holocaust “a little fire.”
Maybe they do it differently where you are? Or maybe you’re just desperate to justify your hate because actually you hate it because you hate the people who enjoy it not the thing itself?
Oh, no. I hate Pumpkin Spice. Pumpkin Pie at Thanksgiving is my bane. It’s probably why I hate Pumpkin Spice. I could live with the stink it for a couple of days, but after StarFucks came out with Pumpkin Spice, it started getting everywhere starting October and running through Christmas.
And it really does smell more strongly than other things. It’s invasive.
How about you having to work next to someone who slathers himself in surstromming every morning for three months, and then come tell me how OK it is for people to invade your space with “a little smell.”
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We all look like stupid monkeys no matter what you order so let people like what they like and don’t be dicks.
Pumpkin spice banana sounds good actually.
Yes?
I mean, I don’t think we need to tiptoe around voicing opinions about things, especially in context (in a coffee shop that sells the thing) as casual conversation. Things like “I’ve never understood the appeal of pumpkin spice, and how is went from a corporate marketing flavor to an inescapable and pervasive social phenomenon that assaults my senses everywhere I go in public starting in September and persisting through to Christmas.” Put that in your comic speech bubble.
But, yeah, mocking people who are buying sugary caffeinated drinks is as silly as mocking people for drinking hot cocoa. My objection to pumpkin spice is that people drinking them are may as well be walking around with thuribles; it’s as stinky as second-hand smoke.
So now people aren’t allowed food that smells a bit? The puritan fun police element on lemmy is really getting out of hand.
TIL people love their Pumpkin Spice.
It doesn’t smell “a bit.” It pervades a space. You can’t smell someone’s coffee, or their caramel macchiato, or their OJ, unless you stick your face in their cup. But if someone comes into an office with a pumpkin spice, you know it because it stinks up there entire room.
It wouldn’t be so bad, by itself. What makes it aggregious is that stores start pumping out the pumpkin spice scent around October; it’s everywhere. It’s inescapable. It’s like a crowded Austrian bar in the 1980’s, where there’s a literal cloud ceiling of cigarette snake at a meter high and an impenetrable haze that limits visibility to 2 meters. Candles. Infusers and incense.
“Smell a bit.” That’s like calling a nuclear holocaust “a little fire.”
Maybe they do it differently where you are? Or maybe you’re just desperate to justify your hate because actually you hate it because you hate the people who enjoy it not the thing itself?
Oh, no. I hate Pumpkin Spice. Pumpkin Pie at Thanksgiving is my bane. It’s probably why I hate Pumpkin Spice. I could live with the stink it for a couple of days, but after StarFucks came out with Pumpkin Spice, it started getting everywhere starting October and running through Christmas.
And it really does smell more strongly than other things. It’s invasive.
How about you having to work next to someone who slathers himself in surstromming every morning for three months, and then come tell me how OK it is for people to invade your space with “a little smell.”