And don’t be ashamed about it. Don’t advertise it, but also don’t hide it. It’s 2024 and we’re allowed to ask for help.
Yeah, it’s about projecting confidence when you want something and you’re intimidated by it.
It gets mighty expensive.
I had the biggest crush on a coworker, but I stick to this rule like it’s oxygen. I waited to ask her out until after we stopped working together. To my surprise, she said yes.
Shit, I was able to get my GED to get in to college, didn’t complete, and get a job at one of the biggest tech companies on a prestigious project without completing either. But I was self taught and lived and breathed tech stuff to get there at 29 while the people with CS degrees were getting there at 22, so there’s a downside. But it’s just a piece of paper.
As a person with cats, I prefer anything but black because their hair is highly visible. But sometimes you gotta settle with what’s available.
Concept of a joke.
Jfc, they’re USA citizens. Ffs.
A colleague was trying to share a 365 file with me last week. I didn’t have permission to open it. I was begging them to just save a “physical” copy to disk and email it to me. I hate the cloud.
As an IT professional that uses a Mac and runs multiple Linux boxes, Windows is for people who don’t know about computers. MacOS and Linux are for people who do. Some Windows people should be the other two, but live on Windows because they’ve learned enough to deal with it.
Looks interesting. Marked it for exploration. Too many cool projects to explore and not enough time!
I only got around to blocking subs that are in other languages in the last couple of months. I should have done so sooner.
Two. And one of those was Blog Oklahoma cause I was tired of seeing their submissions and didn’t wanna block the community. I think blocking should be reserved for people who are obvious trolls only. I like to drink from the firehose.
Well goddamn, you’re right. I’m amazed.
Just cut your hair short or shave your head. At this point, long hair makes you look weird.
Welcome in from the cold. We’ve got blankets and cocoa.
thanks to my husband
It’s all my husband’s fault that I want to curse my child with a shitty name. How they go through life doesn’t matter to me. They’re my creation, and what I want is all that matters.
What the actual fuck. Just name your kid Paisley if you don’t care about their experience after they leave your body. Whether kids know who Jessica Simpson is or not, you’re giving your kid a stupid name. They will correctly hate you for it.
This morning I awoke with the following idea for a campaign issue: