You know everyone would be screaming about preemptively defederating, right?
You know everyone would be screaming about preemptively defederating, right?
First thing I would do is buy a house back near where all my friends and family live. I had to move 2000 miles away from everyone I know because it was too expensive to live there.
I would decline to answer, and if pressed, say something vague, such as, “a medical procedure”. That should be enough for most people, but if it they keep pressing, I would come up with something embarrassing, such as, “I need the time off to get my anal prolapse taken care of.” Then be upset that you had to disclose private medical information and ask to speak to HR.
This is my favorite in this thread.
I met Patrick Marleau a couple of years ago. He was on the Maple Leafs at the time, but just days after he was eliminated from the playoffs, I ran into him with one of his kids in San Jose. He was signing his kid up for hockey lessons at the local ice rink. Lo and behold, Marleau was back on the Sharks the next year.
I said hi to him and said I was a huge fan. He was doing his best to be nice, but he was 100% in dad mode, and his son was doing things he shouldn’t in the store, so he had to keep scolding him. So I basically shook his hand and that was it. 😅
I was thinking you meant Dickie’s, and I was confused for several reasons.
I have dual booted Linux and Windows many times and never had a problem. I just boot my old Windows install through grub. The Ubuntu installer asks you if you want to do this and sets it all up for you.
I think people are a little overly dramatic, tbh.
AC is absolutely necessary where I live. We don’t have the option of not using it to help the environment. I have my thermostat set to 80°F (26.5°C) most days, but without it we would likely have very a high heat-related death rate.
The best option is to have our grid use as much renewable energy as possible. I have solar panels on my house, which covers about 60-80% of my usage on these hot 104°F (40°C) days.
Where I live it is that hot and that humid, but not at the same time. In the morning we will have 95% humidity at 80°F (26.5°C). But later in the day, when it is 104°F (40°C), the humidity usually drops to 40% or lower.
I stay inside with AC on as much as I can for June, July, and August. I know many homes in Europe don’t have AC, but if we didn’t have it here, we would likely have very high heat-related death rates. It has been 100-104°F (38-40°C) almost every day for the past 6 weeks. And at night, it only gets as low as 80°F (26.5°C). It’s brutal. So AC is the answer.
But from mid September through the end of May, we can be outside almost the whole time. There’s the occasional cold snap in winter, but on a regular day, it can be as warm as 80°F (26.5°C) in December and January.
fuckers who walk towards you on a sidewalk and don’t even blink about moving an inch to the side to avoid hitting you. Like looking straight past you not budging not even a bit…
I call those people Zax after the Dr. Seuss story.
I used to know the guy who does the music for them. Our bands used to play together all the time like 15 years ago, and we would chat after the shows and online all the time. He’s like the nicest guy I’ve ever met. I haven’t talked to him in years, though.
Edit: To be clear though, he didn’t do 12 Dancing Princesses. I’m pretty sure he would have been in middle school at the time. He does the newer ones.
Hey Denise. I was just doing… This.
I’m a software engineer, and I don’t experience any of the issues that are commonly complained about in other industries. I get paid well, I get 6% 401k matching, I never have to do overtime, my company frequently pays for social events during work hours (instead of working that day), everyone I work with is easy to get along with. I work from home (I recently started going in one day a week, but it isn’t required, and I won’t get in trouble or anything if I don’t come in), I can take long lunches, I can stop working early if I finish all my work, I get 3 months paid parental leave if I have a baby, I get 5 weeks PTO a year, all my work expenses are paid for. I could go on and on. I literally don’t have a single thing to complain about regarding my job. And I felt the same way about my last job until we got bought out by another company. It took me only one application to get a new job when I decided that I didn’t like the new company that took over. I even found my first job within a month of graduating college, and that was with one week of that being Christmas/New Years.
“Just don’t be germaphobic”
OH, WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THAT!? THAT COULD HAVE SAVED ME YEARS OF THERAPY!!
I have reduced my usage by about 90%. The hockey community here is just not active enough for my hockey news needs.
Not even. They literally just stand there at the exit of the escalator, looking around for where to go next, and I have nowhere to go but to bump into them, because the escalator doesn’t exactly let me stop when they stop.
I thought I had this superpower, but it turns out I never chopped enough onions. I got a job in a restaurant and I couldn’t even keep my eyes open near the onions.
I posted a dumb meme about my power going out and my neighbors using the car for AC, and I had some guy screaming at me that I was lying about my power going out because they couldn’t find it on the internet, then when I posted a screenshot of my app that shows my power outages, they started screaming that I was a toxic person for not inviting them in my house. When I pointed out the irony of them being toxic, they essentially said it’s different when they do it because it’s online, but I’m toxic in person, which somehow makes me worse.
Even though it was just a fucking meme in the first place. The power did go out, but no one was dying in the streets or anything.
Oh, and then someone posted a picture in a comment of someone taking a shit on someone else.
That’s exactly the point. HR is there to protect the company from you suing them for forcing you to provide personal medical information that you weren’t comfortable sharing.