Worked security at a hospital, and was responsible for signing corpses over to the funeral homes. One week, there was a car wreck in a nearby small town- a pickup truck flipped and rolled with five or six teenagers in the back. I spent the whole night rolling them out of the freezer and passing them off to various funeral homes.

If you’re the smartest person in the room, then you’re in the wrong room.

My planes had groups, but I don’t think they were grouped by seat.

Burn the heretic.

Ah yeah, true. Even with minor exceptions, I still feel like it could be done better. I’m just bitter because I had to take four different planes this week.

That’s the problem with society- all the damn people. *Shakes fist at cloud*.

Load the goddamn plane by column, window seats to aisle seats, grouped by odd/even seat numbers and make people line up largest seat number to smallest. It takes an extra five minutes before you board the plane and saves you twenty or thirty. It wouldn’t even cost you the five if it was the standard.

No worries. I feel like you probably do have to be a masochist to consume Tate media of any type, so it still works.

This is a pattern I’ve seen repeatedly.

Guys find themselves desperate to get laid, and that desperation comes across in all of their interactions with women, who don’t like feeling that they’re being treated like a vending machine, which leads to the guy being rejected for reasons that he doesn’t entirely understand.

He gets in a relationship with someone, finally, and everything is great for a while. Then he realizes that women are talking and flirting with him more than they ever have before, and isn’t sure why, but he enjoys it. He doesn’t understand that, because he is in a relationship, he has stopped being desperate and weird, and is now actually having real conversations with women about mutually interesting topics.

Surrounded by women that are (seemingly) available, he either breaks up with his SO, asks for some sort of open arrangement, or tries to cheat. Unfortunately, for reasons that he still doesn’t understand, as soon as he’s available for sex, women start being turned off by him again (if not to quite the degree they were before) and, again, he finds it difficult to get laid.

From here, guys often fall into some incel-style evolutionary psychology explanation for things, regularly cheat on everyone that they’re with, or gradually becomes aware of the pattern.

If they become aware of the pattern, they can begin to manage it and reduce the desperate, salesman vibe that they give off. As they become more confident and relaxed, it becomes clear to women that they’re perfectly comfortable going home alone or just being friends, which allows them to have more meaningful relationships and, incidentally, more sex with people they like.

Anyway, thanks for coming to my TED Talk on the origin and mating behavior of the involuntarily celibate.

Did you mean misogyny?

Fair. She works in a place that I’ve been a few times and I have said hello once or twice.

I can’t speak to how common this is, or if overall rates have declined, but I still do it. There are a lot of people in the comments who are worried about coming off as a creep, and I’m sure a lot of guys do come off that way, but I don’t think it’s that hard to hit on someone in a non-creepy way. I asked a woman out last week like so-

Me: “Hey, sorry if this is abrupt but would you like to have lunch or a coffee sometime?”
Her: “Yeah! That sounds like fun”
Me: “Cool, let me give you my number…”
Me (after chatting a bit): “Sorry for hitting on you out of the blue.”
Her: “It’s totally fine!”

Things to note:

1. I gave her my number instead of asking for hers so that she could turn me away by just not texting me.
2. I was relaxed and willing to joke about my abrupt approach.
3. I’m not exceedingly handsome, but not particularly ugly either.
4. I’m ready to exit the conversation politely and humorously if she turns me down.
5. We had talked briefly a few times prior to my approaching her.

Never went to public or private school until university.

I don’t vote locally, because I live in a deep red state in which my vote doesn’t matter. Because of the electoral college and first past the post voting, it also doesn’t matter during presidential elections, but I vote in them anyway, because my dad always said you weren’t allowed to complain about the president if you don’t vote, and I like complaining.

Did they fight against the bulge, or for it?

Same

Yep.

I can bend the last joint in my fingers independently. I also have a small nub on the tip of my tongue, which is only useful in one situation.

I’m fluent in C#, C++, C, Rust, Java, Python, and JavaScript, plus Sass/CSS, HTML, and SQL, although I’m not sure they count as full languages. I’ve also worked with Dart, Kotlin, Assembly (various flavors), Bash scripts, F#, Perl, and Lua.

I’ve probably done more but can’t remember them all offhand.