My cat Chili could relate.
I am Lattrommi. Yes, that one. You’ve never heard of me? I’m not surprised. It is often said that anything you put on the internet will live there forever. It becomes immortal. I do everything backwards and wrong. I do not live forever, I am always dying. ¿|√∞²|?
My cat Chili could relate.
Find out if you can whether the company has a dress code or uniform. Try to wear clothes similar to their dress code. The interviewer will be able to picture you working as an empoloyee more easily.
If they ask if you have any questions, ALWAYS ask a question, even if it’s a simple one or a little dumb (not too dumb though!). It shows you are actually interested in the position and not just looking for a paycheck. A risky but often good one to ask is “Why are you hiring for this position?” If they need clarification, ask if it is a new role in the company or if someone left, in case of the latter, ask if they gave a reason why they left.
Know your value. Set a minimum wage that you will accept. Don’t take an offer for shitty pay. If they offer a starting wage lower than your minimum, add 33-50% to their offer and guage how they react. If 33-50% doesn’t bring the amount up to or higher than your set minimum, thank them for their time and leave.
Go to the company website and look for their “about us” page. Read everything on the page and try to pick out their key words. Use those words somehow in your interview to describe yourself or your work ethic.
Sleep with the owner. This is a joke to make sure you are paying attention.
Practice an “elevator interview”. That’s where you imagine you just got on an elevator with the person in charge of hiring and you have 30 seconds or less to make a good impression. Take all things into account as if you were really in an elevator. That means try not to fart and wear deodorant. Talk fast but not too fast. End it in a way where they do not even have a chance to respond, you get off the elevator and leave, wishing them a nice day.
Find out if you know anyone already working there or even have a friend of a friend that does. An in-house recommendation always will increase your chances, provided you are on good terms with that person or their mutual friend.
I was on the roof of a 4 story building and was trying to show off to others. The building next to the one I was on was 3 stories and there was an alley between the buildings. The alley was wide enough for cars to get through and a line of trees next to the driving part, about 20 feet total from building to building. I wasn’t going to try jumping the entire alley, my plan was to jump to a tree, grab one of the branches and ‘ride’ it to the roof of the other building. I executed the manuever almost perfectly. It went exactly as I had imagined but with one exception: I was also smoking a cigarette. The lit part of the cigarette was knocked off the end and the burning coals managed to slip around my glasses and got stuck directly in the middle of my eyeball. It burned my cornea, thankfully not too seriously. I was blind in that eye for about a month while it healed.
I honestly don’t know how I am not blind in that eye. It’s my good eye too. I’ve had 2 other situations that led to being blinded in the same eye, that was the second incident. Both of the other two incidents are also dumb.
The first was from me forgetting to take out my contacts, during the brief time I wore them. They were one pair a week contacts, which I wore for a month and a half. The eye got infected and prevented me from wearing contacts again due to corneal scarring. It also prevented me from seeing much of anything at my first concert. I was 14 and the headliner was Blink 182. I was told that they had ladies take their shirts off on the stage, something 14 year old me would have been very interested in seeing. I saw nothing though, one eye was covered with a medical patch, the other was contactless, I had no glasses at the time and my vision in the eye that worked is 20/180.
The last and most recent dumb injury was not really my fault, at least I don’t think it was but that’s debatable. I was working in an aluminum extrusion factory. They made parts for the frames of windows and doors. After the parts are extruded and cut, some of the edges are razor sharp. A coworker of mine had to take a tool and deburr these sharp edges, so that workers handling the material don’t cut themselves by accident (or on purpose I suppose). The process leads to piles of razor sharp slivers of aluminum all over the place. I was chatting with a coworker after my shift was done, waiting for her to finish cleaning up her work area. I had removed my work glasses and was wearing my normal glasses. Big OSHA no-no. My normal glasses did not have the requisite side shields. The coworker used compressed air to clean up the area by blasting the pieces off the extrusions and onto the floor to be swept up. She playfully blasted some in my direction while we were talking. A sliver of aluminum was blasted into my eye and got lodged there. I had to have minor surgery and was blinded in that eye for 2 months. Since I was clocked out at the time, I was not covered by workmans comp. I probably could have gotten it covered but at that time I regularly smoked weed, so I would have failed the mandatory workmans comp drug screen and lost my job. I chose to keep my job and paid for the removal, approximately $9,000 in 2005 money.
Thanks for reading! Since this was pretty long, you get a bonus for reading: A dumb joke! In 2015 I had a job interview. I had seen a joke online and everything needed for the joke played out. The interviewers asked me where I saw myself in 5 years. I responded that I did not know because I did not have 2020 vision. I did not get the job. Still worth it.
i suppose a caveat of the ‘you do you’ mentality, should include no interefering or infringing on the rights and actions of others, but the more people there are in any given area, the harder that becomes as far as resources and personal space are concerned.
i do feel that realizing when you are being an asshole or not doing enough is a step in the right direction. it may lead to you being motivated to attempt change for something better. maybe what might seem like not enough, is seen by someone else and inspires them to change just a tiny bit for the better.
there’s that saying ‘an eye for an eye leaves the whole world blind’ (except that last one eyed person but all the blind people finding their way with sticks are sure to poke that out eventually) but the opposite of that is something like ‘one good deed deserves another’.
maybe if enough people strive to do just a little bit more to effect positive change in the world, no matter how insignificant, others might see it and might decide to do the same. i like to hope it grows and turns into a movement, where everyone lifts people up before putting anyone down, until we all have the same respect and responsibility for everything else. or something like that. i can dream!
I’ve frequently said that i am incapable of thinking inside the box. it’s a reference to a common interview question about whether or not a candidate can think outside the box. i believe most people start off like this, outside the box looking in. by the time they reach adulthood (or earlier) and begin looking for work, oftentimes they have become boxed in, now looking out from the inside of their structured life and the system which creates the walls. the walls don’t really exist, they are metaphors for what society deems to be within the realm of what is normal and what is not. i have a developmental disorder effecting my short term memory and learn through repetition until something becomes a muscle memory moreso than through study and training like one would find in schools or when starting a new job.
i think a lot of people are more like me without realizing it, which creates a sort of contradiction in my argument here, as the majority decides what is and is not inside the box. it might be better to assume there is no box, that the greater good is part of the walls, that doing what feels right is more important than doing what the world claims is right. more simply, you do you. you can go with the flow until landing in a majestic ocean or you can throw a rock into the river from the bank and laugh at the watery explosion. in the long run, the river will be unaffected, it will find ways to continue flowing until the stream has dried up. it is what it is. if you want meaningful change, get a bunch of friends and divert the river with lots of rocks. alternatively find those whose thoughts align and build momentum into a tsunami. maybe just float on, hoping things will continue going the right way, maybe the path is set regardless. your choices in life might mean nothing. they might mean everything. you don’t even have to make a choice, just you do you, as best as you can or want to.
to answer your question slightly more specifically, i’m probably a problem for current society. i use electricity, although i try to limit it. i create garbage, but try to minimize it. i don’t work but not for lack of trying, i simply lack the qualifications and abilities to do anything useful for a paycheck in my area. so i spend my time doing things on my computer of little consequence and alternate that with walking around my neighborhood, picking up trash. i also bite the hand that feeds me, by protesting the actions of my government while at the same time being reliant on the programs and benefits it provides. i hope i can help enact the changes needed for society as i see it, to become more like a society i’d like to be in, by going downtown and holding a sign stating that the president should be hung for treason and his main lackey should be deported, hoping that enough people see it and agree with the statement, to the extent and reach that takes the box i’m outside of and inverts it, so that i can be inside the box for once. much like a cat in a box, there is no change or purpose when i’m inside or outside, other than perhaps minor comfort, the illusion of safety and (because it’s a cat) a sense of superiority. is that helpful? probably not. i’m doing me. you do you. if you happen to be a straight woman between the ages of 32 and 52 and live in the US near the Miami Valley, maybe you could also do me. (that last line ruins this whole comment and i should omit it)
Who is “we”? You got a mouse in your pocket or something? I absolutely would make that sacrifice. I hate smartphones. I didn’t own one until 2020 and only ended up with it because some scumbag salesman tricked my aging mom into buying it and adding a new number on her account under contract. So she gave it to me. I wish smartphones would go away. They are as “smart” as AI is “intelligent”. I’ve gone without a car most of my life, i’ve never had netflix/instagram/amazon/twitter/etc accounts, I didn’t have internet for the first 15 years as an adult and I am ready to give these things I have now that I don’t want, which are somehow mandatory to participate in life these days. The prospect of getting rid of it all and trying my hand at hermit life or as a hobo grow stronger every day.
Like day-duhh, day-tuhh, day-tahh, d8-ahh, d8-uhh, d@-uhh or d@-ahh?
To clarify, that’s ether, eyethur, kneethur, nyetheir, kneethur ether, respectively.
I use either either and neither neither nor neither either.
How are you delivering it? That’s a lot of pennies.
I’m asking the wrong question, does it have to be the same 1 million dollars you gave me? Can it be something which is valued (by you) at 1 million dollars?
How does inflation effect this? A million dollars today might not be worth a million dollars in a year.
If I buried a million dollars worth pennies in my backyard, well actually, I probably wouldn’t be done digging the hole after a year. Also, I don’t actually have a backyard. If I did have a yard and it already had a large pit dug, which could contain a million bucks worth of pennies, after a year would I need to haul them out for you or does your OP magic also allow for easy transportation?
Is your OP magic for sale? Must be less than 1 million dollars or I can’t afford it.
videogames are a critical part of life for many people. find ways to integrate with, interact with or somehow involve steam. like literal steam it is pervasive, rising and hot espite being as old as time itself. look at gaben. some joke that he is a god. ignore that silly crap and look at the decisions he makes for the company. he rarely makes bad moves.
ai is being forced violently down everyone’s throats. i didn’t sign up for this internet snuff film. it’s all over the news. websites have removed assistant popups offering help. gppt, guinea pig potty training.
not the magazine, put down that spice. nothing needs to be spiced up. milhouse is not a meme. the streisand effect is temporary and ultimately works. let it grow naturally, if you force it, the masses will reject it, shit all over it then leave it for dead.
people need a place to go. you have a place. people don’t like change. they move when their home dies. when it turns to shit. your enemy, whether by design or not, is reddit. reddit grew as digg died. let reddit die. a sea of people will steadily migrate over unless you supershittify faster and harder than them. look at a-a-ron’s [rip] early work with reddit and markup. keep. it. simple. keep it tight. don’t make it look like a sea cucumber with all the extra shit twiddling off.
remember deviantart? remember tummbler? remember imgur? what do they have in common? they all got rid of porn. their slow decline began at that moment every time. porn is hard (i don’t mean like that), once a site’s ability to share porn goes down (not like that) it’s really hard (not like that) to get it back up (not like that). there are plenty of obvious risks. csam. trafficking. too much or too little goatse (it’s not that little baby, please).
in short, time (3) for hot (5), steamy (1) humans (2) giving enemas to sea anemone (4). or something like that (6-9)
EDIT: I notice that one of my words was redacted. I think that is an example of the slippery slope that is part of shittification. I understand why it was removed. Very well actually, despite my developmental disorder. That’s right, I am developmentally removed. It probably will automatically redact the word again in my previous sentence. I get it, the word itself has shifted in meaning due to it being used in a derogatory manner excessively.
I am not trying to provoke any specific reaction by mentioning it and reusing it. I do not want to offend anyone with the word or any words.
Same as certain other words, while offensive to some, to the point of it needing redacted, others whom the word is used offensively towards, may some day choose to take it on as a title proudly. The meaning of words can shift and changes over time. I recall a time when the word “queer” was bad. I wonder if that will be redacted here too. People got in trouble for saying it when I was younger, regardless of their intent. It had the same weight of offensiveness as fuck, shit, piss and damn. It shifted again though and now is part of the LGBTQ+ abbreviation and to my knowledge, is not considered offensive anymore, unless used specifically as such.
The part that concerns me however, is the automatic redaction. That sort of automation is potentially a weapon that can be abused. It is blacklisting speech without regard to intent. No, I don’t want people spammming racial epithets or derogatory language constantly, something I’ve had the displeasure of handling in the past, elsewhere, as a moderator in a group videochatting website and in subreddits i modded (including the infamous spacedicks).
I believe that any kind of censorship like that should be handled on a case by case basis. Automatically doing it will alienate people, some who are unaware of the indecency of the word and some using it as it was initially intended, all to stop the bad actors hoping to gain a reaction. Automatic removal is caving and letting the bad actors win. It is letting them dictate which words can be used and which are to be removed. What happens when the word “holocaust” becomes a slur? What happens when it is decided that the word “removed” becomes offensive?
I’m not asking for any changes, I just felt the need to make my case and point, as I have done numerous times on many platforms. I want to issue this warning, that censorship and especially automatic censorship, is very rarely the right way to do things. I understand why. I also know it creates a sort of ethical debt that stifles the wrong people eventually, while the bad actors move on to their next target. So it goes…
I keep folders of bookmarks and then right click > open all in tabs depending on what i’m doing.
i like to start with by opening a bunch of tabs depending on my task, then close them as i progress. if i need to stop with many tabs still open, like with topics being researched for projects, i’ll save all tabs to a temp folder to resume later. about once a month i clean the temp folder and sort things i want to save in various categorical folders.
the categories are divided in a hierarchal manner of my own design, which is arbitrary and fluctuates constantly. my last count showed i was just a few shy of 2,000 bookmarks. it’s current state is like this:
myshit
-my emails
-my websites (created by me)
-mine (sites with content about me but not made by me, like interviews)
-my cloud storage
-friends sites
-job search
-gov shit
-banking
-adult
-hookers (dating sites and local shopping like craigslist)
tools
-testing
-networking
-conversions
-freeshit
-search engines
-info (things like cheat sheets, connector and componant ID’s, thesaurus, etc)
maps (i like maps)
-weather
-geology
-contamination
-space
-water
-animals
-electronic
-human stuff
-other
all this shit
-ai
-art
-audio
-auto (need to remove as my car died and i can’t afford a new one)
-business
-compsci
-d&d
-electronics
-emoji/symbols
-gaming
-graphing
-hardware
-homebuying
-language
-linuxcetera (has several nested categories)
-nature
-neat people
-neat websites
-programming
-psychology
-radio (amateur)
-virtualization
temp
-todo
-sort me
-dated folders of project related tabs
I believe in myself. I believe in everyone else too, until they give me a reason not to.
I believe every particle/atom/point within my reality has a connection equivalent to what one might call a ‘soul’ and it exists outside of dimensional reality, the dimensions being represented by a line (1d), a plane (2d), a field (3d) and the function of time (4d). Currently for me this puts these connections in the 5th dimension. I use the term “philote” as a label for each connection. That term is borrowed from the Ender books.
Life as we know it is made up of many atoms, formed into molecules, cells, organs and so on. At the core, each atom having its own connected philote, an organism is a community of philotes working together to stay connected and keep the organism going. The organism they represent is in a way, their religion. I believe in the philotes representing my human body. They believe in me.
When I die, my atoms with scatter. Some philotes will be swept away in the atmosphere, some will become the rotting and disintegrating organs of my body. Unless I’m cremated or destroyed in some other way similar, some parts of my body will remain connected. The philotes that make up my bones will remain connected to each other, as the philotes of my skin and blood etc. spread and become new things.
If I meet someone and have an affinity to them, I believe that some of my philotes and some of their philotes were once part of the same organism. They belonged to the same philotic ‘church’ of that organism. They recognize each other. They like each other. Thus I like the other person and they like me, even if we can’t explain why ourselves. It is like magnetism, our philotes know each other and know they have similar goals and will work together. Since philotes exist outside of time, this affinity may be caused by something which has not occurred yet. Perhaps the other person and I die and many of our philotes become a new entity sometime in the future. A new church or religion of philotes.
If I meet someone and do not like them and cannot explain why, I believe that my philotes and their philotes are of opposing goals. Their philotic church does not agree with my philotic church. The philotes are repelled from each other, like how a magnet will repel. We go our separate ways. Perhaps their philotes were once part of an organism and my philotes were once part of the blade which killed their organism. Perhaps one day some of my philotes are part of an organism that is consumed by their organism. Some philotic clusters do not like an event. They accept it but will repel future or past encounters with philotes of the opposing mass. They do not believe in them. Their church is not the same. They do not like the outcome. There could be many reasons. Your beliefs still exist within my beliefs, even if yours do not include mine.
The big bang. The heat death of the universe. The big suck. No, the big suck is not referring to an adult video or a powerful vacuum or my ex. It’s the opposite of the expansion of the universe. The big bang exploded. It spreads all atoms out. An atom and its philote no longer want to spread out. They want to return. They flip. They become dark matter or dark energy. They change direction in the 4th dimension. They contract instead of expanding. Other philotes agree and flip. Eventually, the universe stops expanding and contracts. The philotes reunite. They become a singularity. All existance in one point. That is too much for one point. It explodes. The big bang happens again. This never ends. This is happening an infinite number of times right now. Dark matter and dark energy are not measurable because they do not exist anymore at that point in time. From the perspective of a flipped philote, our existance is the dark matter. The flipping happens in all directions in 4 dimensions. It can be backwards on a line, diagonally on a plane, it can loop in a field and go sideways in time.
The big bang, the heat death of the universe and the big suck I represent like this: ∞=|¿√∞²?|=∞ Reality is equal to the question of the absolute value of the square root of infinity squared. A pointless math formula. A story that unfolds and returns.
Sounds like everything you try doing to de-escalate things backfires. Consider reversing course and escalate hard. Play pornographic videos loudly (if you know their sexuality, play videos that are not), throw shit around, move furniture as a daily workout, let out orgasmic screams at random, re-enact choice scenes from Stomp! and drown out their retaliatory noises until you are unable to hear them anymore.
If the landlord tries to say anything, play it innocent, do not let on that this is vengeance, say it’s just a misunderstanding or that you didn’t realize how loud it was. They wanna say it’s all you, make it all you and then some. Fight fire with fire. Make them fear you. Make the landlord break the lease if you have one.
The other options is to grey rock them but that’s a lot less fun. https://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/grey-rock#uses
I’m not a professional anything. This is probably horrible advice. Talking to a lawyer might be the better option. Moving might be the best option.
my tech news sites are slashdot, hacker news, phoronix, techdirt (although they are mostly a political site now but their source linking is phenomenal), fedscoop (entirely US based, also more political than tech now and possibly a psyop) and reddit with an account that has a very selective set of followed subreddits to try and avoid the slow and continual decay of dead reddit.
My dad calls himself a BuJew Cath, which is Buddhist, Jewish and Catholic. “How does Jewish and Catholic work together?” you might ask. The answer is, it doesn’t. My dad is insane. He does it to prevent people from accusing him of being close-minded and so he can claim he’s a minority. It’s pretty sad.
Me personally, I follow my own even stranger belief system, which I haven’t defined fully and hopefully never will, because definitions turn into rules and rules are too binary and create impossibilities. I like to believe that anything and everything has already happened, is currently occuring and will do so constantly for all time. There’s a pseudo-solipsist angle as well, where my reality is created by me but others do the same, so as to allow for all believe systems independently. If two individuals have conflicting views, their own truths are true for each of them but not the other. Those with similar beliefs are then drawn to each other and those with dissimilar beliefs are repelled, like a type of magnetism. That’s the simple version.
“How to Invent Everything” by Ryan North.
I’m hesitant to suggest it because it is not exactly a ‘history’ book per se. It might not have the specifics, depth, breadth or even content you are looking for but I found it to be very, very engaging.
From the website for the book: It’s a (fictional) time machine repair guide that (non-fictionally) explains how to reinvent civilization from scratch.
A tattoo that works like a sign on the forehead that says “warning: grumpy” that lights up accordingly, would be useful for all of society in my opinion.
a pair of working wings like a bat, a prehensile tail like a monkey that is strong enough to pick stuff up equally as my arms can, skin like a chameleon that can transition to the color and texture (visually) of my surroundings and regenerative cells like those immortal octopuses.
that’s just for regular life, my ultimate fantasy version would have all that but also an improved ass, that sits in an office chair more comfortably so i can write TPS reports more efficiently and with better clarity.
Destroy my credit again.