I see you’ve met my boss!
This is his first time being a boss!
He LOOOOOOVES meetings! As far as I can tell he tries to fill his calendar (and mine) with “stuff” from 8AM to 7PM. Its the sign of being a boss see! Being busy all the time!
He also loves sending me emails at 4AM because he now HAS to get up that early to “work” because he has no time for it during the day! Wheeeeeee!
So I come in at 9AM to literally dozens of emails and a calendar full of meetings.
Currently at 200 unread emails… been that way since January 1st. I may need to take a “sick day” just to get through them all cuz I can’t get that number to go down.
Long story short, some obvious troll posted this comment:
TJ_Jacobson23h
“This and your story is a blatant lie. Reddit users proved she lied about creating the app. She stole work from someone else. You and others like you are covering this fact up due to her being female. You are being dishonest. You know it, and we know it.”
Of course, that was met with lots of derision, including small dick memes and gifs, which prompted wysinwyg to start concern trolling over possibly hurting the poor little fee-fees of anyone with a less than impressive peen.
(“It’s body shaming!”)
To which a few members including myself told him ‘no’ emphatically; if they would threaten a child with rape and death, mocking their obvious insecurities about their masculinity is the least that they deserve.
Then he decided to make it personal by basically stating that I “need to learn how to do better.”
The condescending fuck.
When I pointed out that he had resorted to making it needlessly personal, he apologized and I refused to accept, telling him he’d exposed his own insecurity by trying to police other people’s comments.
Occasionally.
I’m still there because I’m stubborn as fuck; I refuse to let the trolls take over or be driven off by the bad faith bears.
My LG G3 phone died this weekend. Telefono Asado.
I am currently using one that looks like it was run over by a car. I am unsure of its stability, so I may be out of touch for a while.
The phone was my calendar, work, and lifeline. Until I can replace it, I’m severely hampered. Luckily, a friend is helping work on doing something about it.
If not, see you on the other side.
A good friend is offering help.
I suggested a crowdfunding effort, most likely a raffle, with art as a prize to hopefully earn enough to skip the phone issue and build the work-oriented computer I’ve always wanted to build.
He’s on board, but I’m waiting to hear his ideas.
ETA: The way I see it, I’ve been work-dependent on this phone for two years at least, and hardly ever use it away from home. A computer would benefit my work much more.
If we end up staying here permanently, that’s going to be one of the big reasons why. Which is weird, because when I lived in the US, I was a big gun guy. But it just isn’t a thing here, and there are essentially no privately-owned handguns here, and we are better for it.
And I don’t particularly think we “need” one; but of course anyone is free to post whatever topics they like.
I was just making it (hopefully) crystal clear that I do not want this thread to turn into one; there are already days that I think posting a thread for minor gripes and bitching about annoyances was a mistake on my part, as it already is.
Sorry, where’s ‘here’ again? I’m sure you’ve mentioned it before, but my brain is a sieve sometimes…
When I was partnered it was miserable. Either I’d try to keep it low-key and my ex would accuse me of not caring anymore, or else I’d try to do something like make a nice dinner and get lectured about how it’s a Hallmark holiday and I was being sheeple. The 15th was worse, with everyone at work winking and asking if I’d had a good Valentine’s.
Now that I’m single, I make myself a nice but unfussy dinner, watch a not-stupid romance movie (High Fidelity this year), and just chill out. I used to make chocolate fondue, but that seems like too much fuss on a weeknight.
This is, I think, the first V-Day where I haven’t been obsessed with my relationship status.
Admittedly, I have something else to be stressed over at the moment, but even so, the fact that I’m single has barely intruded on my thoughts today, and certainly not more than any other day. It’s odd, but in a good way.
More like “Festivals in honour of We-know-nothing-about-this-guy-except-that-he-was-martyred.”
But, then, the Roman Catholic calendar is full of such festivals, so it seems that it’s only because of Chaucer that this particular historical obscurity gets more attention than his peers.
