I am dead serious in saying this: I’d rather have to repeat the Malenia fight in my undies and with bare knuckles (yes, I play myself because I hate myself) for an entire week than join a single discovery meeting with the type of clients we started getting before I quit. And I’d be game for a performance review for that task as well!

I can say without a shadow of a doubt that there is no sweeter pleasure than watching utter panic and chaos unfold when the rockstar quits. I love quitting shitty jobs…

100% down. My experience with comms security has been such that we were still shitposting on ‘official’ Spam channels with people who had not been employed at that company for months. One of them even slipped up and accidentally dissed one of his former teammates on the project team channel, and that’s when they ejected him from Slack. About 5 months after he quit.

They did love insta-deleting GSuite accounts without switching doc ownerships or transferring associated accounts, effectively annihilating a lot of vital design stuff. Stuff was super-secure after that, I’ll give’em that much!

I was out with my friends once in my early twenties, drunk at the limit between “flying high on wings of booze” and “incoherent mass of sick and confusion.”

There was this girl who kept catching my eye every time I saw her out and about, and this time she happened to be at the same dive as us. I finally decided to try talking to her, so I kinda’ awkwardly accosted her at the bar and I think I started pulling my “over-the-top intellectual” bit for a laugh.

Somehow, it worked! We kept chatting (she was buzzed but significantly more sober than I was), we kept laughing, then she asked me to accompany her on an ATM trip after a while. Now, I’d completely lost my capacity for reading between the lines at this point, so I just took it as a generic action. About midway through the trip, she started pulling in very close to me, my current guess being that she had intended to try smooching. My drunk brain thought “oh, she must be feeling the drag, we need to keep her blood pumping.” So I called a race, last one to the ATM is a rotten egg.

Again, surprisingly, she was into it! I could hear her giggling as I was pulling away. I was running like a madman, I could feel my legs moving by themselves. I was a beast, a high-performance machine, a force of nature! Almost started congratulating myself for being such an irresistible hunk, when suddenly I could feel the curb grabbing my left foot. I plunged forward, but luckily my stage fighting reflexes kicked in and I completely unexpectedly started doing landing rolls. I literally rolled the rest of the way to the ATM - about 4-5 meters, not kidding, I’d picked up some serious speed while galloping like a horse on coke. She won and was laughing her ass off, the alcohol inside me had been angered and my brain was oatmeal.

I don’t remember many details after that. What I will say, though, is that it worked! Also, that I never again tried wooing or racing anyone while drunk.

And you just know he’s flying high while he has the kids on him, too… what a vile creature…

Edit: not saying this is universally a bad thing, depends on the drug and, most importantly, the parents. But in Musk’s case, I can’t imagine K mixed with an overinflated ego and the delusion of immortality fosters a safe environment for the wee’uns.

Edit: pot (heh) calling the kettle black corrected their errors.

Dude was blasted out of his gourd, Jesus Christ… good thing he’s not in charge of the fucking Government!

Nono, it’s better this way! At least this way it’s not yet another toxic pseudo-romantic situationship for me. I’m good with being frenemies.

True, especially with the xPressMusic ones. They felt as though they had slightly thinner plastic. Had one of the very thin ones, a friend of mine squeezed it between the door and its frame enough to turn it into a flip phone.

On the other hand, had a 6303i I threw at a wall to see what would happen and what happenes was an uncomfortable gash left in one of our clasroom’s walls. Phone was chillin’.

Thank you for the recs, will add them to the list! Maybe it’s time to go from one to many…

Excellent, the more options the better! Thank you!

Hands down!

Thank you kindly!

Grrrreat… Can anyone please suggest an alternative? I’ve switched to Proton trying to de-Google…

Many situations have proven the contrary.

I fail to see how that is significantly different than what we have nowadays with humans.

We are dependent on large corporations already, some of us just materially while others ideologically as well.

We are denying healthcare, food, water, and shelter to people who can’t afford ridiculous prices or hold the wrong social status or have the “wrong” beliefs, skin colour, sexual orientation, gender identity, (etc., etc.) which is essentially killing them. That’s if we don’t just outright decide to ““liberate”” some other nation from whatever arbitrary reason and start carpet bombing civilians in hospitals because a handful of terrorists are supposedly active within said nation.

Catfishing has been a thing since the inception of third-party dating, and scams were a thing since before recorded history. Lying is as old as sentience itself.

Nokia were doing insanely awesome things with their hardware, beyond basically building phones which were impervious to standard human idiocy (hi, I am an average human idiot).

I thought you were referring to Musk before you actually referred to Musk. They are indistinguishable to me.

If AI were sapient/sentient, I’d be 100% for this. Sapiosexuals assemble!

Given that LLMs are far, far from sapient/sentient at this point, however, this just makes me sad thinking about the sorry state of human interactions nowadays. I don’t and can’t blame her, though…

I hope they end up in a tie. As they both run off a cliff. And into a deep ravine. Then explode.

… can we just go with the future in which we figure out ethical self-euthanasia? I’d rather do that than have ChatGPT take care of me…