I just had a slice with this kind of cheese/sauce coverage from a late-night pizza joint. Sure, they drenched the crust in garlic butter, but I wanted pizza, not a breadstick.
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I just had a slice with this kind of cheese/sauce coverage from a late-night pizza joint. Sure, they drenched the crust in garlic butter, but I wanted pizza, not a breadstick.
Red Bull commercials confused me so much in my younger years. Obviously it can’t make you fly, so what does it do?
Even into my adult years, I’ve found myself avoiding energy drinks, not just because they usually taste awful, but also because they trigger this subconscious feeling that they’re trying to scam me.
Ah yes, that thing that sites mention on those annoying popups before making us sign away our privacy anyway.
Just logged in, just found it, just opted out. Thanks for the heads-up OP.
But fucking fuck. Can we put a stop to this? Legally? We could call it sometime like… The National Opt-out Policy Elimination (NOPE) Act or something.
I guess cuz it sounds enough like the much more common saying “as the crow flies”.
I have also never heard it used to describe direction, only distance.
Think of an October heat wave as summer trying to use a restroom that doesn’t match its assigned season at birth.
That’s an oof and a half right there.
“What’s a viable business model for all these idiot robots we keep building?”
I hate to post because I have loved and trusted Wikipedia for years, but the fact that there are folks out there who equally trust what AI tools generate just baffles me.
Dang. It’s like he’s using an asset to lessen the impact of a legal penalty. If only there were some form of legal penalty that were equally impactful on all people regardless of how well-resourced they were.
Wasn’t this man fined a gazillion dollars? How is he still able to say things and have me hear about them?
Passing thought: maybe they’re right. Government inaction has made it worse.
But at the same time… If you don’t pull the lever, thereby passively allowing the trolley to run over a bunch of people as a result of your inaction, are you really “controlling” the trolley?
Training then: Making all the new hires sit down and listen to a recording of you get increasingly frustrated with their dumbass coworker.
Training now: Burning through a neighborhood’s worth of power for data processing to ensure that the phone tree understands you with absolute certainty when you say “speak to a representative”, yet continues to ignore you anyway.
Get a load of this!! Get a load of this!!
“My local restaurant is awful but unfortunately if I don’t keep going there I’ll starve”
I’d say stage 4 is being the keystone attendee: if you don’t go, the whole thing falls apart. Even if you somehow manage to get out of the meeting, it has to get rescheduled because it “needs” your input. The meeting thus becomes inescapable.
Stage 5 is when everyone else realizes you’re in stage 4 and begins to cater to your availability and preferences. Obviously this is mostly theoretical.
This would be like if someone bought out everyone’s favorite restaurant and totally ruined it. The food is worse, the staff are rude, and the only people who still hang out there are a bunch of jerks. And now you’re telling me the owner sometimes shows up and kicks you out of your seat because you’re in “his” spot?
The obvious remedy is to stop fucking going. And yet, people keep fucking going.
A bus pass maybe, that way you can just get on and not have to fumble around paying the fare when you board.
Continuing with the analogy, even the honest attempts to fix Mondays are characterized as impractical, idle fantasies.
How about we don’t schedule critical meetings to start first thing Monday morning? Even if that’s the “only” time everyone can meet? And if it’s really the only time everyone has available, doesn’t that warrant questioning a bit?
Or what if we just start later on Mondays? And maybe we consider not offsetting it but working later on other days? 39-hour week? 36-hour week?
& Knuckles