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Figuring out which parts of the vendors’ documentation is lies vs. what isn’t
I am a janitor at McDonald’s. Sometimes I find a whole-ass burger behind the fryers and it had to be there for at least a week, with how often we clean behind them, and they are perfectly fucking preserved other than the fact that they are rock hard.
IDK what they put in the food, but real food rots. I’m extremely wary of eating food that even microbes won’t touch.
This has been so thoroughly debunked. Food doesn’t decompose if it dries out before it has the chance to, and thinly-sliced meat patties easily lose water to evaporation.
If you want to see a McDonalds burger decompose, keep one in a fridge for a few weeks, which will keep it moist.
One of the things I do at my job is emptying the trash bins of the car park, people throw away all sorts of things, some of them are useful, some of them are disgusting, some of them are intriguing. Then there are the patterns and trends.
I’m talking about a pay car park, all interior inside a building. There’s this spot where each week there was a gin bottle in the trash with three or four cans of tonic, but no plastic cups. Each week for maybe ten years then one day it changed to a bottle or two of Ballantine’s for two or three years and just recently it changed again to a herbs liquor popular around here.
Other times, not often enough, there are rejected presents, like a pair of new shoes that some guy tossed in the trash. How do I know it was a rejected present? Because it included a birthday note that read something like:
I’ve never forgot your birthday, I hope you enjoy it my dear [Joe], even though you hurt me that much you might know why you did it.
Sincerly [Jane]My friends tell me that I should write stories about the stuff I find but I’m really bad at that, it would be fun though.
My friends tell me that I should write stories about the stuff I find but I’m really bad at that, it would be fun though.
Just wait until someone tosses a set of baby shoes, then you’re off to a great start!
After writing that I went to empty the bins, in one of them there was a pregnancy test inconclusive result and vertigo medication
My friends tell me that I should write stories about the stuff I find but I’m really bad at that, it would be fun though.
This post turned out okay. If you think it’ll be fun, do it. Don’t expect to become a literary marvel overnight, just write 'em for you.
figuring out other people’s mistakes when trying to replicate their results, closely followed by figuring out my mistakes when trying to replicate my own old results
My security clearance certificate has me listed as a Government Agent.
Do you sing the secret agent song every time you go to work?
Not any more, for shame! (I don’t work for a government any more, it just says that for some reason)
Ill tell ya when I get some.
That I get paid what I do for the job I do. It brings no real benefit to society but it’s a living.
That’s the problem with overpopulation - everyone has to eat, but not everyone can cook.
I just fix problems.
Processing data broken? I’ll fix it.
VPN broken? I’m on it.
New server needs installed? Yeah I’ll do that. (I love hosting Minecraft on a server that costs more than my car)
Old server needs removed? Cool free stuff.
It’s always something different, and I get to explore new things and possibly get free stuff.
How bafflingly incompetent my supervisors are. I am entirely convinced useless retards are promoted to management positions on purpose because if they did actual work they’d just fuck everything up.
This is actually something that intrigues me quite a bit. If you’re good at one part of management you get promoted, until the point where you’re only okay. We are so obsessed with title and status that it’s better to be an average “Executive Vice Manager” than just “Vice Manager” or whatever, and we foolishly tied compensation purely to job title.
How much of the global telecommunications infrastructure is held together with cable ties.
The stupidity of the general public. Most people couldn’t be as stupid as some of the people I deal with if they tried.
Some examples;
No, you will not receive mail anymore if you haven’t picked up your mail in almost 2 years, it doesn’t matter if it’s important, you’ve lost that privilege over a year ago. Get a PO box.
Yes, you are required to pick up all your mail, whether you want the junk mail or not. You cannot pick and choose what you pick up. Empty it all from your box or you won’t get any.
Yes, you are required to use your apartment number on ALL your mail. Insufficient addresses don’t get delivered, especially in an apartment complex. I don’t give a shit if Amazon delivers without an apartment number, we’re not Amazon. If you don’t know where you live how can I?
You haven’t received mail in 3 weeks because you’ve had your car in front of your box for 3 weeks, move your car if you want mail.
No, writing a note to your mailman saying not to deliver mail for “current resident” and saying “NO JUNK MAIL” doesn’t work. You ARE the current resident, and again, you do not get to choose. You get all your mail or you get no mail. Pick one.
“I’ve lived here for 6 months and haven’t gotten any mail.” Well, is you name on your mailbox? “Well, no why should it be?”
Comments made by the utterly deranged
IT.
If you fix an issue that should’ve caused something not to work previously, but it did.
For me, it is bringing together a technical design that fits the best case for the various stakeholders and the client. It turns out that is a complicated thing to do.
Crawling around inside the guts of ancient ass buildings. I used to be obsessed with whatever was inside the walls when I was a kid. Daydreaming about climbing around. Now I get to see it. Also liminal spaces after working hours.
Audrey.
Don’t tell her. I think she knows, but it’s a bit awkward right now.
