people that YELP are scumbags

gordian milkshake

The security at this mall harasses and kicks out people for dressing differently. No explanation was provided for why a group of girls was kicked out; they were just shopping and placed some purchases before heading to the food court. However, they were dressed in an alternative Japanese fashion style. They were escorted to the exit with no reason given and even though they left without making a fuss one security guard harassed one of the girls, getting very close and in her face. She is now traumatized from this aggressive behavior and is seeking legal and psychological counsel. The security staff called the police, but since there was no crime committed the police officer did nothing. It is unclear why security acted in the manner, but I urge you not to support a mall that hires such unprofessional and rude security guards.

"Awful techno music with no vocals or any sort of build"

sounds great!

"Rude bartender, regulars charged different than others."

From a 1-star review of a dive bar. Textbook Yelp view, the idea that giving regulars a deal is a bad thing. DISCOUNTS SHOULD BE GROUPON BASED LIKE GOD INTENDED.

http://reviewercard.com/

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http://gawker.com/5977970/reviewercard-lets-you-bully-businesses-into-freebies-with-the-threat-of-a-bad-review

omg

watch the video at the top of the gawker link

The 35-year-old "lifelong entrepreneur" says he came up with the card after visiting a restaurant in Paris where he got poor service — they served him the wrong kind of tea with his meal — until he threatened to write a bad review on TripAdvisor.

"The next thing I knew, the waiter was back with the manager, who apologized and offered to pay for my breakfast," he said.

Thinking in a hurry, Newman decided to start issuing cards that do nothing except tell proprietors that you have an account on Yelp and you're not afraid to use it.

back of card should read "when the revolution starts, i will be first against the wall"

ugh that is so gross

http://gifsoup.com/webroot/animatedgifs4/1073726_o.gif

lmao al

hahaha

For those who want their food spat in by management rather than the workers.

HELLO I AM A DOUCHEBAG AND THIS ESTABLISHMENT IS NOW MY DOUCHETERIA, HERE IS MY CARD

I'm going to make cards that businesses can give to Reviewercard cardholders with their receipts that say, "people that YELP are scumbags."

A. CARDHOLDER

If I were a restaurant owner I'd throw them out.

whaaaaaaaaaat
but...but...but he has a card

Cannot wait until I can wave my certificate of internet-disseminated opinions next time I receive the wrong kind of tea in a foreign country known for not really drinking tea

we should really print up stickers that at first glance look exactly like those "read about us on Yelp!" stickers businesses put in their front windows but actually say "people who Yelp! are scumbags"

lol

http://www.trbimg.com/img-50fdd1c8/turbine/la-1192392-fi-0115-lazarus-001.ik.jpg-20130121/600

i just want to slap it out of his hand as hard as i can

one douche to rule them all

really hope Yelp sues them in to oblivion, seeing as though the logical conclusion of their business model eventually invalidates all Yelp reviews

This is amazing. So the idea is that anyone who gets one of these cards converts themselves into a protection racket on two legs? I knew all this media fetishization of the mob would end poorly.

it's as if these people have no idea what the function of a food critic is

we should really print up stickers that at first glance look exactly like those "read about us on Yelp!" stickers businesses put in their front windows but actually say "people who Yelp! are scumbags"

"People hate us on YELP!" stickers exist and I have seen them posted on the doors of insufferable coffeeshops, a phenomenon in which a scumbag has actually climbed into its own bag and inverted itself into a kind of scum Klein bottle

http://www.comfortmewithoffal.com/post/41276851167/introducing-the-douchecard

it's getting to a point where the pure weird scumbags are preferable to the average yelper, but really everyone that yelps is a scumbag i guess. it's annoying going to a great restaurant where literally everyone in our party was ecstatic about everything we were served only to go on yelp to find a 3-star avg because everyone wants to pretend to be a real food critic and probably had a grading rubric running through their brains during the entire meal, and these are all people who probably never took atmosphere or decor into account when judging restaurants pre-yelp, and they probably didn't care so much that their waiter wasn't the most perfect waiter in the world (nb our waiter was the most perfect waiter in the world what are you all talking about)

like hey yelp thanks for convincing me that some zagat shit is the pinnacle of the where-has-good-food industry, just shut down bc you are a net negative to the quality of the universe

It's Royal Farms, man. What do you expect to get here except, you know, Royal Farms things?

I remember being extremely drunk in here once and I think I might have stolen some chicken or something and eaten it. I apologize for that, but I'm not really certain if I did that or not. It was all through the haze of a fever dream, the skyward spear of apollo that pierces the sun.

My friend eats the fries here but he really shouldn't because man they are not healthy, even though they are delicious. I typically buy some chicken. Sometimes I steal chicken, I think. Maybe. Probably not. Is this usable in court? I've been to court, man, it's not fantastic but at least it's a good reason to wear a decent suit.

Once I was in here with my friend A. and one of the girls that works here was leafing through a selection of plastic wrapped porno mags, one with 3 free DVDs, and she asked us if "*um s*cking "unts" was a term we found sexy, as it adorned the cover of one of the magazines. We said no, and made jokes about the fact that anyone that buys porn in this day and age of online pornography is either a fool or a fool's brother. The girls told us that there is one guy who comes in every month in a business suit, normal looking guy, but he spends around 10 minutes looking through each magazine so he can buy only the ones that have not been touched, like virgin magazines. He then scans them himself because he doesn't want anyone else to touch them. This guy exists, and he is in Baltimore, and I don't know that seems kind of amazing in a way, like finding a deep fried bug in your fries and marveling at the fact that it is so delightfully crispy between the teeth.

Anyways, it's a Royal Farms, so yeah, it's ok I guess. It's not as good as waking up to the soft feathered sighs of a blue shaded dawn with the pale shoulder curvature of a lost love beside you, but not every place can be as great as my bedroom, girl.

Bonus: This is my 69th review. heh.

......................... heh.

bum socking aunts

ok nvm the weird ones are the worst

i remember back in internet 0.9 days when review sites were this new thing and everyone was over-earnest and all jean teasdale about it and there were the occasional gonzo reviewers and they weren't great, but somehow it felt fresh and exciting like "you can _do_ that?"

and now there are no rules to break worth breaking and everyone has no respect and everything sucks.

Essentially, the Internet, as a tool to discover people's opinions, became almost unusable sometime shortly after Seanbaby.

i for one welcome adulthood

Essentially, the Internet, as a tool to discover people's opinions, became almost unusable sometime shortly after Seanbaby Maddox

There were 7 people in my party. The food was great. Everyone had a game burger save for my daughter who had a regular 1/2lb burger. The food was pretty good. Not great but it was good.

a regular 1/2lb burger

don't ask me why i was reading the yelp reviews of a local fuddruckers, but yeah 1/2 lb is their 2nd smallest of 4 choices

I had a dream last night that one of you started a Yelp competitor website called "FeedbackShack." Alas, all iterations of the domain are registered but unused.

hahaha

I'm commenting on their catering and customer service rather than the product itself or the stand alone shops. I had a friend who used them to cater for her wedding and what a disaster! They came an hour early while very one was just sitting down to eat so it ruined the element of surprise. Then when we did go out for ice cream, they did not bring bowls or spoons or cones. You were to just hold your hand out and get ice cream I guess! You know, just like at the store..you bring your own? Then the company never apologized to her. Nothing! It was a disaster. People were eating ice cream with drinking straws from the bar and coffee cups! Ugh!
The ice cream is great but you know...there are alot of great ice cream. So thumbs down on customer service.

the best catering is done by surprise

I was fortunate enough to grow up in a home surrounded by fruit trees, vegetable gardens... filled with the smells of baking and cooking. This is one of the reasons I chose to live in the Bay Area - for the Food Culture - and perhaps, as a subset, the Cult of Food.

We baked seasonal pies by the dozen, peeling, coring and slicing bushels of apples in the Fall, often having warm-from-the-oven pie with milk and sharp cheddar cheese for dinner. Summer meant doing battle with the Japanese fruit beetles, racing to pick nectarines that grew heavy in our tree: jam, pies, and cobblers cooled on every kitchen surface.

The towering lemon tree meant sugar-slicked smiles and dueling lemonade stands operated by rival teams of siblings. Just typing this memory conjures the grinding whiirrrrrr of the old ice cream maker, the perfume of sun-warmed strawberries, the crunch of rock salt and chipped ice.

I have my upbringing to thank for my infatuation and great weakness for frozen dairy treats. It is also to blame for my inability to appreciate most commercially available product because it simply isn't "rich enough". It just depresses me to look at the packaging and see "Low Fat" or "Reduced Fat" - to me, it may as well read: REDUCED PLEASURE.

sugar-slicked smiles

fucking barf

this person... ate pie for dinner, often

apparently baked in the family vegetable garden