A lot of ATM cash machines run Windows 7. Yes, still.
Am definitely human.
A lot of ATM cash machines run Windows 7. Yes, still.
On my old android phone, I have a beautiful 24 hour clock (app and widget) which is unfortunately no longer available in the play store.
Just saying, it exists if you know how to look for it. It was Vejle, believe it or not, “24 hour clock”.
On a Hyundai, there’s a very annoying beeping pretty much coinciding with the wheels hitting the lane markings - which IMHO is too little too late, and besides around here most lane markings are made to rumble so it’s not like an additional audio signal is needed.
On my ex’es brand new car, that feature got turned off after very few kilometres, and has stayed off ever since.
“Men must be stoic no matter what!”
“Men are such insensitive dolts!”
“All men are part of the patriarchy!”
…yeah, we’re not making it easy for men to show affection, are we?
The guys I go to tantra classes with are very affectionate, and it’s so lovely.
Cue the tune in my head. Thank you, it’s so lovely. 😍
What’s funny is that, nowadays, young readers are likely to think “ok so a perfect cloudless blue, gotcha” instead of envisioning an ominous salt and pepper static.
“The ice moved.”
The next thing that happens, happens several millions years later. That’s from [Ice, by James Follett](<https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/19192266-ice). The rest of the book has its weaknesses, but the premise and the intro are quite good. The way you are thrown around on the sheer shake of time is rather jostling.
Ah, you mean like the sync that Palm OS used to have? Yup, that was neat, and I’m still waiting for Android to pick up some of the neat features from back then.
I carry some because it’s no longer a thing. My card has only the information that I know will not change: my name, email address, and mobile phone number. On the back there’s a QR code (which contrasts the otherwise vintage look).
I hand out perhaps one per month so not super often, and many times the most appropriate thing to do is to simply tell people my phone number. But sometimes, especially when we’re in a situation where phones are not nearby, it’s quite effective to hand over a pre-made card with that info.
The average reaction is “Oh, cool” so even if they toss it once they’ve copied the info (which, tbh, is my expectation) it will still have made the exchange slightly out of the ordinary.
Plus, sometimes they’re useful to stop a table from rattling, or leave a message for someone who’s not currently present, and so on.
Sorry to nitpick… Tinnitus is more likely to introduce high-frequency sound than the 440Hz dial tone. If anything, that is the one frequency that old-timey phone techs would eventually struggle to hear…
(psst: widely known, in case it’s not just an autocorrect fluke)
Seriously, how do you even get the data to make such graphs?
On another note, I don’t have much sympathy for people who clearly “swipe right on everyone”. I am aware that it’s a numbers game, but have since standards, man.
Right? For me, the realisation struck when we left the hospital: two people go into a building, three people come out. Carrying my baby daughter was such a crazy experience that first day.
^((nevermind the mathematician’s observation of “if one more person were to enter, the building would be empty again”))
On a similar note, back when I was playing a lot of shooters I would catch myself strafing around hallway corners at work 😅
Link (nicely obfuscated so as to not spoil the surprise)
ℹ️ “exceedingly idealistic; unrealistic and impractical”
ℹ️ “lacking enthusiasm and determination; carelessly lazy”
ℹ️ “bitter and abusive”, as in a comment or other way of communicating
Same. I wish you the best for your continued upward trajectory, friend. 😐🤜
What from, if I may ask?
Me, I’ve been on a multi-year roller coaster (more like haunted house ride, really, with the rattling and the spooks and the lack of upwards motion…) involving asking for help in what turned out to be the wrong place, causing me to lose my job, kids, spouse, dream house, future dreams, sanity, and damn near my life.
Still, I’m still here, still hoping for things to get better. You know, eventually.