Not to mention none knew that German Wehrmacht were popping insane amounts of pervitin that it enabled them to encircle the BEF thus coming through Belgium in a three day non stop march (early Wehrmacht wasn’t very mechanised).
It’s only cause they and the Luftwaffe collapsed after non stop combat operations that it gave the BEF that small window which they used to escape.
Billioniares please all hang out in the one place, no need to bring your security.
We just want to talk… Um, yeah that’s it. Just talk, real nice and easy talk.
You say that but I’ve repeatedly tried to double a tap words in books I’m reading to get a definition of the word.
Jeebus you rolled like ten ones in a row on the ole d20.
Can you go out and buy a lotto ticket, like right now. You got a 20 comin up any day now.
in my ~15 years of IT, I’ve never seen a backup not restore properly.
I remember Outlook backups failing like nothing else during the restore process 25 years ago.
Which was fucked because it would take 2 weeks to rebuild only to find out it didn’t work.
I think the problem with computers is when you make shit too easy.
Play a game. Tap on store. Tap on install. Play.
When I was growing up getting shit to run on my 286 was a challenge, Changing memory allocations, IRQ ports, a myriad of errors and work arounds, cfg files, memory editing, command lines, basic, and all that stuff meant you were forced to think.
The irony is script kiddies of the 90s would be viewed upon as hardcore hackers these days.
Indeed it warmed the cockles of my heart when my son got into Half Life and asked me to show him how to use the console.
I was like, awww you’ve taken your first step into a larger world.
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If you go to a doctor for genital warts but he starts to test your colour blindness you may be at a optometrist. You should pull your pants up if this is the case
Your favourite restaurant will end before you do
“Deleted by creator” is definitely got some wisdom hidden in it
Everything reminded me of her. I had to leave
Drinking warm beer is not normal
Just like how people in the early 2000s people thought Paris Hilton was a dumb blond bimbo. She went to HARVARD!!! But she played a character of a dumb blonde bimbo on tv. So now people think it’s real.
And how were people meant to tell she was smart?
It’s not like she did shit with that fancy degree
Because reddit moderation has become utterly unbearable, insufferable bad.
I’ve been using BBSs, newsgroups, MIRC, ICQ, a million ass forums and social media for almost 40 years now.
I’ve never been banned from anywhere on the net (and before).
And yet in the last three months I’ve been temp banned 3 times on reddit. All for their AI moderation systems misunderstanding Australian colloquialisms as threatening violence.
It’s utter bullshit.
People are leaving reddit as a result.
Are we talking form, coz a pizza in the form of a tokamak would be sick.
Or are we talking ingredients, coz 30 years ago I used to order
Pizza, thin tomato base. Cheese, tandoori chicken, corn, potato slices with avocado slices. It might have more stuff but the place closed down and no one else will make it for me.
I would then layer salt and vinegar chips on that motherfucker.
It was amazing.
Well no other animal has mastered Extreme ultraviolet (EUV) lithography either.
Also this one time I shot up heroin whilst peaking on acid and MDMA whilst sucking a bulb of nitrous whilst having sex (fine it was a blow job)
Even some of the more intelligent apes haven’t mastered that either
I share the author’s nostalgia for Telnet, as a kid who spent many lost hours trying to telnet into “interesting things” at the dawn of the internet.
We had a transmitter on our building for satalite backhaul. I used to have fun using it to telnet into various stuff in orbit.
You’d be surprise at how many times they didn’t even bother with credentials.
Really one day I realized I rather eat lunch with my cats than any of my coworkers and have never looked back
I know right. Being with my animals, (and I suppose, even my family) is priceless to me.
I’ll have a puddle of cats on my bed whilst the GSD is wedged between my chair and the bed, my lights are off, my room is dark and cool with a silver of light coming through the top shades. I got my tunes playing and I’m not getting interrupted.
I got my computers around me, I’m running multiple processes. If I get tired I can roll onto the bed.
The dog and cats are just happy to hang, we play, do commands and I get to take my dog out for a long lunch time walk.
Sure the cats do talk back a bit but it’s so much nicer to hear them meow then colleagues crapping about crap.
I hate going to work. I’m sitting in my office (forced to come in several days a week) and I realise I do not want to speak to a single person. Sometimes I try to avoid speaking to people for an entire day.
I guess it’s the 20 years I spent running frontline customer service teams that makes you despise humanity. I am in absolutel awe that the vast majority of humans have mastered the skill of inhaling and exhaling. I’m still astounded that people have worked out how to use the buttons on their shirts, or worked out how to pull clothes onto their bodies.
Seriously I used to image customers sitting at the kitchen table with a shirt over their face and various items of clothes half on their limbs alwhilst trying, but missing, to insert a spoon of cereal into their mouths.
I cannot tell you how many times I’ve had to make sure the goddam fucking computer was turned on (“oh is that why internet didn’t work?”) before going through troubleshooting steps, only to be meet with a “oh wow it’s working”.
Argh.
The other thing about work from home is that 10 years ago when I started my job I might have taken 8 hours to do a particular job.
Now I’m able to do it in 1 hour (ok fine, 5 mins via scripting and shit). I don’t need to explain or justify to my boss what I’m doing in the 7 hours as long as the job he pays me to do is getting done (I do time sensitive shit so it’s also being available at a moments notice to jump into action).
Most jobs come down to attitude. Now yes I’m doing my own stuff, picking the kids up at 3pm, walking my dog at lunch, but when the shit hits the fan I’m up at 2am, getting stuff back up and running and hitting/beating deadlines. I don’t mind the messy complex fucked up job and I don’t whinge/give my boss grief (unlike most of the staff I work with). He knows he can give me shit and it’ll get done, properly (not half assed), returned with even a bow tied across it and ready to present to his bosses without any further handling.
Otherwise WFH is just so superior to WFO, from a cost, time and sheer efficiency point of view.
Free the boys free the boys free the boys!
All it took was a little hand-me-down.
If only OP had kept it for himself, he might have been the IT boss.
Or just replace your tyres with ones with non sensor.
That said it is a little annoying. My dash is forever telling me it can’t talk to the tyres.