On average, what is the total MONTHLY amount that you spend on dining out*?
*(This doesn't only count going out to restaurants, but also stuff like picking up fast food to bring home, getting a coffee on the way to work, getting a premade sandwich from a grocery store deli during lunch, buying a quick snack from a convenience store or food cart whilst walking somewhere, ordering a pizza or any other food to be delivered to your home, etc.)
*(If you often dine out in groups/as a household: calculate and divide the costs so that you get a Per Person average. This is for YOU individually, NOT the total household/group costs)
(I'm sure polls similar to this have been made before (very common topic), I just haven't personally seen one that I can remember, so, I was curious to do my own! I was discussing this with a group of people today and it was very interesting to see how widely the number varied between individuals. :0c )
(Reblog for bigger sample size if you can, and feel free to explain your answer in tags if there's anything extra to add!)
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I keep thinking about Lewis' review of The Hobbit, because he claimed that the main thing contemporary reviewers compared it to was Alice's Adventures in Wonderland. Was fantasy in that poor of a state that Alice was the closest thing they could think of? Comparing that chaotic fever dream to Tolkien's intricately crafted world? Lewis does specify that the comparison is that both books are by an "Oxford professor at play", but they're otherwise so different that putting the two in the same category baffles me.
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i'm just making the rounds at this point haha
Cobblepot beckons Danny closer with a slight crook to his fingers, and a weak part of him bristles at it, but. Really, who is he to refuse? Gamely, he ambles over, the other staff's feelings going weird and vaguely uncomfortable. The man reaches out and ruffles Danny's hair, rounding the touch off with a firm pat to his cheek — he can't help but lean into the cold palm, to chase the comforting chill. Cologne stings his nose.
“Good man,” Cobblepot says, pleased, but then clicks his tongue, tapping the underside of Danny's scruffy chin before withdrawing. “We do have facial hair requirements, however, do remember that. How much have you had to drink tonight?”
Smiling limply, Danny says, “Only had one drink, promise,” and gets an arched eyebrow for it. “Sorry, boss. I'll clean up.”
“See that you do. Dismissed.”
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