

I’d love to hear more about this likely very true story


I’d love to hear more about this likely very true story
BEDMAS cuz all y’all “parentheses” people are way too hoity toity and they’re called Brackets, y’all
Edit: this is a shitpost. The downvotes are deserved.


Yeah, it’s problematic.
Sorry you got down votes on this thread, it wasn’t me. But next time more details will definitely help flush out the question, because context matters. Best of luck dealing with this guy, he sounds exhausting.


What kind of work? Retail, Funeral, or elsewhere? Flirting with coworkers, customers, or someone else?


I have no idea, that’s why I’m asking you. In a retail or restaurant scenario it would certainly be less problematic (again, depending on context), whereas it would be extremely problematic at a funeral, for instance.


There’s a story here. I’d love to hear the story, because from a “simple basic facts” framework, it might be sketchy, but depending on context may also be entirely fine.
You’ll find out more if you take it out of the box


So far so good! Bazzite on my gaming PC has been flawless. My Rocket League rankings have improved because the game runs slightly smoother; higher framerate equals better personal performance. Been playing a bunch of Blue Prince also, though that one doesn’t exactly need a lot of CPU.
I don’t know why it took me so long to switch bit I’m never going back to Microslop
Let’s hope that Linux clears 10%! It’s an ambitious goal, but absolutely possible!


Like, upside-down?
We need rain, I’m told.
It rains, complaints grow tenfold.
Royksopp - Happy Up Here


Probably not reading them. A family member told me at their work someone had an LLM summarize an issue spread out over a long email chain and sent the summary to their boss, who had an LLM summarize the summary.
1 hour of gym per day will provide zero mental health benefits when coupled with how little sleep you’re planning to have.
Never heard of it, and you provided no context either. :)


It has become an ongoing issue that my wife complains that she smells something, then gets angry at me if I am unable to smell that same smell, sometimes accusing me of gas lighting her or calling her a liar, when actually I just don’t smell the smell she’s smelling.
I’m not making implications or accusations, I’m not trying to mislead or confuse her, I just can’t smell whatever she’s smelling and that fact frustrates the heck out of her as though I’m personally letting her down. Then she gets a bit aggro and I have to change the garbages / kitchen compost in the hopes that perhaps those are the sources of the smells I can’t smell. Sometimes that helps. She will never change the garbage or take out the compost herself.
When she insisted that she smelled a gas leak from our furnace that I couldn’t smell, we called a professional who confirmed our furnace was working fine and there was no gas leak; but I was still the villain for denying the gas leak ahead of time. Three times in the last 6 months this has been a thing.


Can’t speak for every guy, but some of us will make sure to give extra room on the sidewalk to purposefully indicate that we’re not a threat. A bit of mud is a small price to pay to know that we have prevented even a modicum of fear from springing up in the hearts of a random passerby.
Many of us understand why women choose the Bear over the Man.
So what you’re saying is, it’s fine to get some floating balloon labs in the upper atmosphere that send down little spoons and drillbits for samples and cores, then?