morgan423

I’ve noped out on entire office days before where I’ve been “digestively energetic” so to speak. I’m not putting myself or coworkers through that at the office.

With jobs, it’s just the job market right now. Companies aren’t interested in keeping good relations with applicants. Expect to just never hear back on a significant number of your applications.

Never in the history of me sending thumb responses in work chats has it ever meant “whatever you say you fucking dumbass.”

It’s primarily used to show acknowledgement. It’s the office worker equivalent of “10-4.”

Seems like you have some pretty serious projection issues to work out OP lol

I had no idea of the intentions, but history of the internet says there was maybe 1% chance of being pure and 99% chance of being something malicious, so I just ignored it, figuring it was a bot to dm everyone it could find on the platform.

The IPA is fantastically interesting.

I don’t agree with people who think it should replace our standard alphabets and syllabarries (it is jarring, at least in my opinion, to essentially read other people’s accents from written text when they don’t match your own), but it can be pretty useful in some situations… where you’re actually studying accents, or the most common ways things are said in other languages.

A little old school here, but Tom Petty and the HB were always fantastic live, I got to catch them several times.

I also once was socially-dragged to a Sheryl Crow concert at the Ryman, and even though she’s not usually my thing, that show was fantastic. She had a bunch of folks from the Nashville Symphony Orchestra playing with her band that night, and I’ve never seen a group of classical musicians have so much fun. They really made it an unbelievable show. If you’re ever there and can catch ANYTHING at the Ryman, do it… the acoustics are absolutely insane.

My favorite concert story was that we went to a “Best of the 80s” concert in Indiana in the late 90s when I was a teen (bands that performed included Wang Chung, A Flock of Seagulls, and a few one-hit wonders I’m struggling to remember right now). At the end, the promoters took the mic and apologized to everyone that the show was ending a little early, the closing band, Missing Persons, couldn’t make it. My friends and family I was there with laughed our asses off the entire way out of the arena, but it didn’t seem like a single other person there got it.

Pretty sure the game theorists channel on youtube did that one several years back. It’s been a minute since I watched it but a search should pull it for you.

Middle age guy here (if I live out my family’s typical life expectancy).

I try not to worry about death, as it’s something I can’t change. Doesn’t mean I’m ready for it to happen tomorrow, just that I realize that it’s going to happen when it happens and isn’t worth wasting thought on outside of preparing affairs for it once it gets closer.

I’m not religious, but I’ve had an experience (and others have had experiences, such as out-of-body NDEs where the details that they witnessed in places and circumstances they shouldn’t have been able to see were later verified by others) that indicate to me that we continue on somehow after death… it’s not a nihilistic void.

But even if it were one… that’s not so bad. You wouldn’t perceive stimuli, you wouldn’t notice time passing… the unbelievably long mass of practically eternal time between your death and the death of this universe would be the blink of an eye for you. And if scientific theories about Poincare recurrence of the universe are correct, then eventually you’ll go trhough life again from the same starting point, none the wiser that you didn’t exist for an unfathomably long time.

In short, try not to worry about it. You can’t change it, and once you get there, there’s either something or absolutely nothing afterward… and you’ll be fine either way.

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If you’re doing them, any time before the deadline from here is fine.

If you’ve got complex stuff going on and are using a tax service or accountant, I’d say the best window is the back half of February through the first half of March. This misses all the people on the front end who rush to get them done the femtosecond they have all of their documents, and also misses the people on the back end scrambling for the late-season rush.

Just tell me that you turn the water on pre-hork instead of touching the fixtures with hork hands, and I’m totally fine with your suggestion.

I’m going to go with that horrendous, non-absorbent, 1/8th ply toilet paper that gets stocked in public and office bathrooms.

I’m on Team Bidet now, so it doesn’t bother me as much as it once did… but the stuff should not exist.

I’m guessing that one day, the people who buy the stuff will figure out that it they’re not winning if it costs one-third the price of normal TP when everyone has to use ten times more of it, but who knows when that day will happen. Because it hasn’t happened yet.

I personally find it hilarious when people have slanderous conversations en español, thinking that none of the non-hispanic people in the vicinity understand them.

Están equivocados. Lo aprendí como segunda lengua cuando mi hermano se casó, y agregamos venezolanos a la familia lol.

It’s adorable that someone world think that the fourth most widely-spoken language on the planet is a secret code that no one in public would possibly have a hope of comprehending 😆

My personal target is 105% of the performing mark, when I’m in a churn and earn job somewhere that I don’t want to promote.

That wiggle room is enough to keep me above the performing mark if there are any productivity impactors outside of my control that my company refuses to adjust for (that has happened to me in jobs before), and it also keeps me off of bottom-performer lists when layoffs roll through. And it’s barely more than the bare minimum. Win / win / win.

Also, never answer the question, “Do you know why I pulled you over?” with anything that sounds like an admission. They’re fishing and looking to have you confess to a traffic violation.

The honest answer is “No, I’m not sure why you pulled me over,” because it’s true. There are a million motivations they might have come up with to pull you over, and you’re neither psychic or telepathic.

Somehow, the thought of someone raised by AI being the modern day version of “raised by wolves” is hilarious to me.

Correct, I wasn’t saying that they’d put it in one spot.

No. Every single one of them could pull $100,000,000 out of their personal money circulation and just store it in various stupidly safe places that barely return the rate of inflation. For all I know, maybe they all do that.

They have so much money that it’d be almost impossible to lose it all, but if they managed to do it somehow, then they could pull out that safe nest egg and still have more money than they could ever need in a lifetime. There’s almost zero chance that they’ll ever be poor.

“Today I embark on my preparation for my future astronaut career.”

You could argue that no one is ever truly remembered. Even people who are mentioned in history books and have their specific deeds remembered and preserved…

…within a couple of hundred years, there are no other humans left alive anywhere on the planet who personally knew said famous person. No one who knew them on any personal level, any more deeply that the handful of cold facts written down about them on record.

We are meant to be forgotten. Just another thing we have to come to terms with regarding our existence.

What about a password type? Like the password has the same format, but is different for each site? Like if her birthday is May 25 and her favorite dog’s name is Bunny, she can start it with that and then finish it with a differing sentence?

0525BunnyThisIsMyAmazon! 0525BunnyThisIsMyBank!

, et cetera.

It’s not the most secure, but at least it should keep it from being brute forced and give her things she can easily remember. And if there’s a leak and they have to be changed, you can just change the front part.