Even worse. I lived in an apartment that suffered water and smoke damage because my upstairs neighbor fell asleep with a cigarette in his hand. It could have been worse than just a fire really. We could have all lost everything or someone could have died.
Me too, I used to live there.
Yup, I agree. Tell him you noticed and ask why and if you can help. If you think he’s just nervous I think it helps if you tell him how much you like touching him/how good he is to hold, that kind of thing. It might help build his confidence.
I quit my job. Not sure if it gave me something but it sure took away a lot of asses I had to kiss.
Does that work?
I have a very small car so I make sure to park toward the end of the parking spot so people don’t pull half way in before realizing it is occupied. Your welcome.
Don’t quote me on the exact time but I heard somewhere that they run so close to schedule that a bullet train arrived something like 18 seconds late and the company apologized for the delay. ( might have been a minute or two but I recall it was really, really short. )
Awesome. It seems so few people have even heard of this game.
Major Havoc.
Super cool arcade game c. 1988 featuring a simple line drawing type environment where the Major runs through hallways, a little like the original Prince of Persia. The controls were a cylindrical scroll wheel and a jump button. The really cool thing though was that there were pads on the floor that would trigger various effects, like a gun that shoots a star shaped bullet down the hall that you had to avoid. Many new and exciting challenges to face with every quarter. Ah, good times.
Went on a 3 week long trip to the Netherlands, Germany, Sweden, Norway and Denmark with my girlfriend. The majority of the time was spent in Norway and one night we took a gondola to the top of a mountain to watch some kind of show. I don’t remember if it was a laser show, concert or what, but when it was over, as you can imagine there was a very long line to take the gondola back down. Not liking to wait so long we noticed that there were a number of people heading down the mountain, on foot. So we followed them. What could possibly go wrong? I mean it’s a mountain. . . in town. . . All you have to do is go down and eventually you’ll be back in town, right.
I started to get a little warm, so I took off my leather jacket and carried it in my arms. This is when I found out that even a 5 pound load can get heavy if you carry it long enough. Also, downhill, while easier than up hill, still isn’t easy. It took forever and when we finally spilled out onto the street, we were in a completely unknown area. We’d somehow circled partly around the mountain and come out a different side. All of the people we were following had magically disappeared, like in the movies when the Vietnamese just step off into the forest before the bombs start falling on the soldiers.
We found ourselves standing in what appeared to be a suburban neighborhood. No one on the streets. No cars. No taxis. It was late and there were no busses running as far as we could tell. We had no idea how to get back to where we were staying. We didn’t really speak the language. At that point we just looked at each other and said, “How did we get into this situation?”
In the end we found a bus terminal with a driver sitting in his bus, after his shift. We asked him and he told us which bus was still running and heading our way and that we couldn’t get on at the terminal. The funny thing is when we finally boarded the bus, the driver was one of the passengers.
Live in Florida. Had a super cold winter in the '70’s. Finally the moment I had been waiting for. The snow came. I looked up and could barely see these little tiny chips of snow. It was falling very sparsely from the sky and melting just out of reach. We all jumped up in the air to try and touch some.
Later I heard from a friend that, in his area of town enough fell to make a snowball from all of the snow collected on a single car. Lucky bastard.
I find many of my store brand (Publix) products are as good or better than the leading brands. Not all, but many.
But if you need a specific one, I’d say yellow mustard.
Whew! Dodged that bullet.
Antenna engineer. It’s a subset of electrical engineering. It’s often referred to as black magic by other electrical engineers but I don’t agree with that. That would be an engineer specializing in PIM testing. Anyway, it was a great career and I was able to command a higher salary at first, because if you need an antenna engineer, you need an antenna engineer. Unfortunately very few companies need an antenna engineer so, no, I wouldn’t choose it again. Changing companies is too limited. Plus, due to lack of antenna engineers and the high cost of the resources needed to do the job, more companies are moving away from it, preferring to buy off-the-shelf antennas. This means there are fewer and fewer companies doing the real design work.
I got into it, because it was the first professional job I got. Sticking with it was easier than starting over.
I watch a YouTube channel called The Hated One. He explains a lot about how to stay safe on the net. Unfortunately, it doesn’t sound like it’s possible to be completely safe and to be even a little bit safe is a HUGE PITA.
That’s kind of silly really. Consider the example above where the woman gets fired for being pregnant. Now just pretend it was a man thing instead. What if you are diagnosed with a curable cancer, but your employer only sees oncology and fires you. What if they find out you go to a bar that is NEAR a gay bar and they just establish a policy that draws a radius around them? I can go on forever. You don’t have control over what makes you vulnerable.
OK. I hear you but for the record I meant the trunk space of my small car, not the whole car. They make bike trailers in different sizes and some fold up.
You know you can get a trailer for the bike. I made one and use it to get groceries and it has plenty of space. Holds almost as much as my small car.
Peanut butter and banana sandwich.