A few years ago, I had the worst string of bad luck. My car was about to go down in flames so I bought a new one. These are just the car related mishaps. I bought a brand new car in October. In December someone ran a red light and hit me. Low speeds so just vehicle damage. A week after I got it back, a tire popped due to something on the road. THE NEXT DAY, a second tire popped for the same reason. Two weeks later, a third tire popped. This time they didn't have any in, so I had to wait without a car till it came in.
The guy came out to tell me, having been there through everything that happened, and the look on his face when I just started laughing was priceless. Remember this isn't all that happened during that time. It actually broke me that day, but in a good way. I don't really get angry or upset much anymore. But it actually scares me when my response to something bad is to laugh because of all that.
We had another string of bad things happening that ended last month. So much stuff broke at once. Second time I started laughing in reaction to bad news. Good times.
Try 77 sometime. The only reason I knew my mom's age is she was born in 57. Occasionally I'd even have to work the other way to figure out how old I was!
My kids were exactly 18 months apart, same day, one in 1999 and one in 2001. Math made (mostly) easy, baby.
Guys generally wear skirts or kilts in protest. We had a guy at work (US) wear his kilt a lot in the summer, as intended btw, as a protest for allowing shorts in a workplace that doesn't face customers. He got reprimanded exactly once. He is Scottish in ancestry and the kilt was real, although he also had one that looked like cargo pants too with pockets all over it.
Genuine question here: why? Text messaging that comes with the phone is easier to use than installing 20 different apps to talk to 20 different people. Is this a younger generation thing? "I just like it better" was the only response my daughter gave for this. That's nice and all if it's one person but if everyone does is, that's a lot of work. I don't even talk to that many people yet I have to use a different app to talk to every person I know.
My best friend has an iPhone. I'm a Samsung girl. Any time her phone doesn't let her do something I poke fun at the iPhone, but in reality they are just different versions of the same thing. The only real reason I have to complain is the price tag. I'm not paying double for an item that does the same thing as the cheaper version. That's just stupid financially. It's not a better product because it costs more. I can live without whatever it offers that android doesn't.
I tried that and the option to logout isn't there. It also keeps asking if I want to switch to my account, even though it shows my username at the top.
I've flipped over my bike and fallen from various heights an unknown number of times. Stubbed toes galore. I might be a bit clumsy. Never broken a bone.
I feel like it's more important to know why these defederations happened than how many there are. Well beehaw just screams their reason with their number but that's a separate thing.
I can say since I started using the internet in the 90s that I've never paid attention to whatever a website wanted to show me. I'm there for a reason and that's not it. This is probably why I never got into social media.
This is what happens when you grow up with boomers in your ear, yelling at you to get a job and make a family. They insist that's what life is about. But it's not. Life is about being happy. When it boils down to it, that's all we really want. Even terrible people do what they do because it makes them happy.
I'm only just taking my baby steps out of this mindset. I learned I can do things no one else around me can. Some may not be marketable skills, but that's not always necessary.
I don't work. Thanks to autistic burnout, I'm a shell of my former self. But in that time, I have saved 11 kitten lives and given 3 very short lives happiness they never would have seen otherwise. I've brought kittens from the brink of death by starvation to stocky, healthy kittens who now have loving homes. It takes time and effort to do that. One was so sick from starvation he barely moved, and I got him strong enough to get up and play.
It's not worth any money to have this talent. Not to me anyway. They are all attached to a shelter that makes the money. They make me happy.
It's not about "pacing up" as you say, or making a mark in history. We need those people, but you don't need to be one of them. If everyone made breakthroughs, they wouldn't be as important. The bar would just get set even higher. You make a difference to the people around you. I don't value my life, but I learned to appreciate that other people do value my life, and that's good enough.
I mostly fit that description. While I understand what you're saying, we all have other interests on top of this. That's what makes it diverse.
Personally, I feel like a more mature audience is needed. I have never liked the feel of places like Facebook, tiktok, etc. Let me have one place where I can pretend the world isn't overrun with stupidity. There is actual conversation on topics to be had, and people aren't jerks to others for no reason.
The fediverse is somewhat complicated to understand. Maybe like usenet or other such places.
But people give it value, therefore it does have meaning in the real world. The act generates a feeling in someone, and it says "I don't like what you just said." People want to be liked.
I am confused on how all this works. I can't join because I'm on lemmy not that other one. But I can't find the search function to put the thing it gave me in.
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A few years ago, I had the worst string of bad luck. My car was about to go down in flames so I bought a new one. These are just the car related mishaps. I bought a brand new car in October. In December someone ran a red light and hit me. Low speeds so just vehicle damage. A week after I got it back, a tire popped due to something on the road. THE NEXT DAY, a second tire popped for the same reason. Two weeks later, a third tire popped. This time they didn't have any in, so I had to wait without a car till it came in.
The guy came out to tell me, having been there through everything that happened, and the look on his face when I just started laughing was priceless. Remember this isn't all that happened during that time. It actually broke me that day, but in a good way. I don't really get angry or upset much anymore. But it actually scares me when my response to something bad is to laugh because of all that.
We had another string of bad things happening that ended last month. So much stuff broke at once. Second time I started laughing in reaction to bad news. Good times.