Both my parents smoked so I didn’t notice it growing up. Once I went to college and got away from that environment I really started to notice it all around me. Nothing was worse than opening up the closet and smelling the smoke on the coat you wore the night before at a bar. Luckily, my county was an early adopter of non-smoking sections and eventually outright banning and that changed everything.
Go ahead and laugh, but just wait until the class gets to Beowulf.
8/8 for all his Nazi followers.
Our HP inkjet scanner/copier/printer stopped recognizing cartridges were installed. We replaced it with a Brother laser and it just works.
I’m on the Boomer/Gen X border. I’m still working because I want to but in a different career (college professor) than before, one with less stress and a lower salary. I have plenty of hobbies but don’t derive the same satisfaction from them as I do from work. I just don’t expect that to be the case forever, though.
It’s never been profitable but Huffman gets millions as CEO. Fuck spez.
In college, after working Friday night in the dining hall kitchen, a Pabst 16oz can was my shower beer before heading out to the weekend parties.
How I still got up to work Saturday and Sunday breakfast shift is nothing short of miraculous.
In theory, but then there’s Goop and its ilk.
From the same era when heroin was sold as the non-addictive alternative to morphine. “Truth in advertising” wasn’t a thing then.
Space pierogis from Planet Polski.
Supply exceeded demand, it happens.
Anyone reveling in “punching down” is a piece of shit.
Oh no, Telsa drivers may have to look at the pedestrians they run over instead of watching Mickey and Goofy? Awwwww.
“Run” for president.
Who, exactly, was waiting for this?
This cannot be overstated. Just reading the summary would invoke serious head-shaking, the casting would result in an explosion. Which tells you the snow blew over everyone.
Mid/late-90s, a woman who was having an affair with one of the managers gets a huge promotion despite not even being qualified for the job she had. No question as to why. Proceeds to embarrass herself at every turn, yet manager thinks she’s great. Meanwhile, truly deserving people are overlooked.
Mid-2000, same woman is now in charge of a new product team. I’m working as a technical consultant and evaluating products for purchase by GSA (Government Services Administration, the buying arm of the US Federal government). Her product is on the GSA-approved list but has never been evaluated for compliance. Lying to the Feds subjects you to the False Claims Act and can result in fines and being blocked by GSA from selling to the government. I alert company management to this. Not only is it a danger to the company, she had to have lied about it to launch the product in the first place. Lawyers get involved. I hurriedly evaluate the product. Luckily, it qualifies. We cross our fingers no one from GSA ever asks to see the paper trail.
A month later she’s leaving the company to start her own catering business (I’m not making this up).
It didn’t last a year.
And I want a hippopotamus for Christmas. So what?
He claimed to have been drunk since he was 14. How he lived as long as he did is one of life’s mysteries.
What could possibly go wrong?