Crazy how fast she pulled back on that. Like she has been trained to not allow that sort of talk. It was almost instant.

Your dad is my spirit animal.

When politics felt like shades of policy disagreements I could see it. Now it is either you support democracy and human rights or you’re supporting pedophiles and genocide. Not much common ground anymore.

You can find all sorts of gore on the Interwebs. This one… This one terrifies me.

You’re my hero-of-the-day™ for putting quotes around AI. Thank you for all you do.

Art. Of. The. Deal. Push on any leverage perceived or actual regardless of the side effects and then collect concessions. Rinse, repeat.

Yeah, I should have specified “people” in this context are coworkers. So, on the same page.

That’s why I love Lemmy. Here you have a higher chance of having nuanced and intelligent conversations with strangers than on any other social media. Written communication still has challenges with nuance and you’ll always have reactionary trolls, but far better odds here.

That’s why when I see posts like, “How do we get more users on the Fediverse? Grow or die!” I tend to chime in to keep their goddamn hands off the last place on the internet where these kinds of genuine interactions with strangers can happen.

That’s why “I can’t even” was invented. That’s “I can but don’t care enough to give the energy to do it.” Which still blames the circumstance but cites a personal choice that it demands too much of the individual.

Filters are generally stronger when paychecks are involved. That said, there are definitely people who don’t trust others they’ve only met virtually. On the flip side I’ve found people who I’ve met in person are then more apt to share their more extreme views with me online even in a work setting. It is a fascinating psychological and sociological phenomenon.

Art of the Deal™ mother fuckers!

Always.

What a banger!

+1 on the bathroom. Few things suck more than having a morning coffee shit at the office, wiping with that ridiculous tissue paper that disintegrates if you get it near water, and then walking around all day with an air of confidence even though you know there is no way you got it all.

Protip for office dwellers: keep a single pack Dude Wipe or similar at the office so you can poop without it being a biological hazard. Just don’t forget it. Asking a random coworker to grab one out of your desk is awkward.

You know those times at the office where things are slow so you walk the hallway or bullshit with colleagues or make a coffee run or spin in your chair?

You know what I’m doing during those times? Petting my dog. Making a sandwich. Pooping on my own toilet with three ply TP.

Different people like different things, I suppose. I don’t miss the commute or the bullshit, but I do miss interacting with colleagues. And I’m pretty sure I haven’t been promoted because I don’t have enough face time with the bosses. All that to say I am mixed on it.

ITT: my people.

I love this community.

Ahh, yeah, maybe. Looked like exposed copper to me but it might be covered.

All good then!

Top right… Wire that comes from the top of the left breaker probably used to go to the right breaker is hanging in mid air. That’s the one most likely to change someone’s life.

Wired it. I fortunately have attic access over that part of the house. Getting frustrated when a wireless inevitably stops working for some reason was not something I was signing my future self up for.

Stupid one but it fits: added a third switch to my kitchen lights (aka four-way switch).

There are three rooms adjacent to my kitchen: family room, foyer to the front door, and hallway to the bedrooms. Only two of those exits had switches. Anytime you entered or left the kitchen by the foyer you’d have to go to one of the other corners of the kitchen to turn off/on the lights.

Minor inconvenience, granted. But if you’ve got a baby in one arm and a diaper bag on the other and you go to walk out the front door, you’d have to turn around, walk through the kitchen to one of the other lights, turn it off, and walk back across and out. The flow was all messed up. Three exits, three switches.

Think about the flow of your house. Where can it be made to reduce effort and friction? Even where you keep things. Dust pan in the closet at the end of the hall? Maybe instead keep it next to the garbage where you’re more likely to need it.