I grew up in NZ - we used to spray fake snow on the windows at Christmas and send cards with winter scenes, reindeer, robins, all that. On the day we'd have a big meal topped off with plum pudding. Bloody ridiculous.
Consider this: a million seconds is 12 days. A billion seconds is 31 years. It really helps me understand just how obscenely wealthy these people are, how much money they are hoarding. They're leeches.
I had an ex boyfriend I'd stayed in touch with phone me to say he was now a Christian and part of his new-found faith was contacting people he'd treated badly in the past and apologising. So, he realised now that he had not been a good friend, and he was very sorry for any hurt he'd caused me. I accepted the apology and we chatted a bit.
A few weeks later he called again, this time to ask me to sign an affidavit affirming that he was a good person and had been a good friend to me. This was to support his effort to gain custody of a baby, who may or may not have been his, from his most recent ex, along with her two sons, who definitely weren't. I said absolutely NOT and told him why. He hung up, and I haven't heard from him since. Such a great friend, lol.
Old lady here - I was the first woman in my role in a couple of jobs back in the 80s and was accused of being a token plenty of times. Had to slog my way uphill through a mountain of sexist shit every single day while seeing men cruise along because they played golf with someone high up.
Never mind computers (my first one, in I think 1985, had two floppy drives and an amber screen, very fancy), it's phones that blow my mind. I grew up with a heavy black bakelite dial phone that lived on a special bench in the hall, and now I do video calls with my family on the other side of the world from wherever I happen to be. Toll calls used to be a huge deal, you had to call the operator, we didn't even have direct dialling. I watch TV on my phone, not even Star Trek had that!
How about learning a skill? I spend a stupid amount of time knitting, especially in the winter. I like knitting socks in particular - learning different techniques is absorbing, the variety of sock yarns is wonderful, they're something small you can carry around, and you end up with warm feet. Plus they make nice gifts.
And the knitting community is amazing. Ravelry.com has stacks of free patterns, forums etc etc. People post their projects, so you can see what things look like in different colourways. I started out knitting cotton dishcloths to get the hang of it.
If you get stumped on anything there is almost always a YouTube video of a kindly Canadian lady showing you how it's done.
I didn't delete my comments, they're welcome to keep that pile of rubbish. (Though the black swan story did get a bit of traction, even a vague death threat!)
Some of the churches where I live have a big banner outside that says, "Try praying". It strikes me as comically desperate. Imagine a car dealership with a "Try driving" banner, a restaurant with "Try eating".
I was searching for a fix for some MS bullshit and clicked on a link that had a good answer... and lo and behold, Reddit. "Came for the cats, stayed for the empathy." Yes, they still have that on the banner. Lol!!
I deleted my account during the "strike", and this was my first time back. I couldn't upvote the poster, and for a second that made me sad.
Amazon gets these dumb answers because it emails buyers with the questions. So Joe Blow gets an email saying, "will this fit my XYZ?" and he answers, "I don't know, but it works ok on my ABC". It makes the Q&A section mostly useless.
I don't generally judge people based on their appearance, but this man's face gives me the heebie-jeebies. There's something alienating about the lack of affect he seems to have, plus his features seem to be an approximation of a human face - the mouth is too small, the ears too big, the forehead too shiny...
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I grew up in NZ - we used to spray fake snow on the windows at Christmas and send cards with winter scenes, reindeer, robins, all that. On the day we'd have a big meal topped off with plum pudding. Bloody ridiculous.