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  • PhobosAnomaly@feddit.uktomemes@lemmy.worldDecisions
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    5 days ago

    Yeah, it works both ways at the end of the day.

    I know fine well when I need to take some holiday days - I work with a team of fantastic guys and girls in a very bureaucratic environment, so any deviation from the norm in certain projects come with a raft of paperwork (an unnecessary volume in some cases), before the issue can really be put to bed.

    Everyone makes fuckups. I’ve made fuckups and caused by line manager paperwork when I was at the coalface, and I’ll continue to make fuckups and learn from them in the future. I know my spuds will drop a bollock every now and then, and that’s cool.

    There are times when someone has made a royal arse of something and it’s stacked another load of paperwork on top of me, and I get a bit angry about it. It’s not rational, it’s not fair to rag on the poor dude or dudette or dudethey who made an error, and I’ll let my partner know that I’m not after solutions - I’m just needing a bit of extra time to calm down and refocus. Solutions to those problems mean overhauling a heavy and entrenched system of work, and it’s not something that can be done at home - I could have married Kofi Annan, but unless he’s familiar with the system of work, there’s fuck all he could actually do.

    At that point, it’s time to book a week or two off, and think about anything - everything - but work.

    e: clarity


  • It works spectacularly well with people you’re close to or on very good terms with.

    If my other half is kicking off about something, a quick “hey listen, are you wanting help to fix this or are you wanting to vent like fuck to feel a bit better?”

    It’s rarely the former, though I’d be more than happy to help if it was. At least then I can let her rage out and decompress without throwing in unwanted suggestions.

    Probably comes across as a bit blunt to people you don’t know well though.







  • Negative health effects aside, I do kinda miss the smell of certain places - the smoking tables of a restaurant, an 80’s arcade, the back bar of a country pub… not in a way that I liked the smell at all, but that’s what it always was, and taking an element away from it leaves a noticeable gap.

    I suppose people of a later generation will never remember the difference, much like I never really knew anything but colour TV.

    That said, I absolutely 100% do not miss going out on the piss, getting home somehow, and waking up in my clothes that absolutely reeked of smoke. It was horrific. A quick wash never seemed to clear it fully either - it was either a wash that lasted so long that it looked like you bought your clothes from the children’s aisle, or a whole day line drying to get rid of that stale smoke smell.

    I’m glad the world is moving on.


  • I was going to say that it had prioritised the most uses combination of letters… but I have a unique name that I’ve saved to the custom dictionary and it still reverts back to the anglicised name, like “stop autocorrecting my own damn name to something else”.

    At least we know AI is fucked for a few years yet.


  • I can see two use cases for this:

    When I’m at mile 12 of a half marathon and I’m absolutely dying, and running on caffeine and verbalised self-hatred to put one foot in front of the other, like “come on dickhead, you’ve done this in training, stop being a fucking fanny and get through this, you can do a mile on your dick and that last tenth of a mile is your poseur time, get through it you arse piece”

    Or, if I’ve got a cold and need to walk the thirteen-point-one yards to the kitchen when my stomach is doing somersaults and my joints ache, like “go for it bellend, you ain’t getting better sat on your fat hoop, get some paracetemol and stop being a miserable cunt, you can do this”.

    Maybe I’ve been leaning too hard in to the self-loathing as a coping strategy.




  • PhobosAnomaly@feddit.uktoComic Strips@lemmy.worldSelling Stuff
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    1 month ago

    Even if I want to get rid of something for nothing, I’ll put it up for a fiver.

    The number of fucking idiots that come out of the woodwork rises exponentially when you list it for free, proper unreasonable or a ludicrous false sense of entitlement.

    I’ll wait until someone wants it, offers to pay, and tell them to keep it and put it in a charity box on their way home or some shit. Saves a lot of hassle.






  • Hi American friend!

    I absolutely get it - “too good to be true” is definitely a thing in the English speaking world.

    I absolutely get the apprehension - if I was jumping on to a Bee Bus or the Edinburgh Trams with a ticket that some rando was trying to offload, then my Spidey senses would be tingling too.

    In this instance though, we’re probably looking at a value of US$10ish, so in my own perfectly subjective opinion, I’d be happy to give it a bash. If it doesnt work, the the ticket gets yeeted and the contactless card gets used instead.

    I absolutely understand settling in to the “normal” of buying your own ticket though and I really appreciate you taking the time to share your experience.


  • Nah that’s fair enough, I get it. It’s a reasonably common thing in the UK - either the person who takes it is a local rogue who’ll flog the travelcard for a quid, or it’ll be used by someone away out on the piss for the night.

    I just found it odd is all. Like, if you take it and it works, happy days - you’ve saved yourself a bit of cash. If the ticket gate spits it back at you, then oh well, back to plan A.

    It’s cool to hear your take on it though, thank you.