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Plain grey ball cap every time I step outdoors in anything less than smart casual. Slip slop slap and slide, kids.

Having bought 2 in my lifetime so far my approach has always been to say bugger all to the agent. I owe them nothing. If I have questions I ask, if they ask me questions I give them the most limited information possible, obviously being polite. I always kept my cards close to my chest until it was time to lift the auction paddle.

Say very little; it’s none of their business. Dress how you normally would.

Fuck

I’ve heard this phenomenon. That us Aussies go over there, especially to the south and are shocked at how cheerful ppl are with their small chat and how you goings as compared to here where we’re less inclined to strike up a conversation with a random.

But then I’ve had American friends explain that it’s all surface. That smiling yank agrees with Trump or reports their neighbours to the HOA for having grass over a centimetre high, or wants to go back to the good old days when the blacks knew their place.

Half the country wants Trump back. Fuck that.

I am turly sorry for your lots

Quora always feels like a fever dream

Alllll their posts are like this. It’s exhausting.

As Above, So below is reasonably solid

There’s a bit of a Mary Sue issue but otherwise good.

The original Candyman.

Everything about it is excellent and holds up even now. The musical score is exceptional.

Don’t bother with the reboot. It has a message it’s trying to send, which I get, but they’ve done it to the detriment of the horror. Something could’ve been done with the premise but they fell short.

OG all the way.

Yeah they’re ridiculous. Half of this seems imagined or shower thoughts she’s had.

We had arkanoid on our first PC and none of my peers remember it. I know it was an arcade game first (and a derivative of pong/ space invaders) but I recall booting it in DOS.

We were one of the only families I know who had a PC though, back in ~1993

I’m no expert on the technology but God I love our battery powered lawn mower. Our lawn, front and back is mostly temporally embarrassed grass (weeds) but keeping it down is critical in Australian snake season. Plan is to get rid of most of it and do the native plants and minimal grass thing.

In the meantime, no fumes, no refueling, the dog isn’t scared of the noise, and it works a treat. The batteries and how to recycle them in the future is certainly something to worry about, but in the meantime it’s vastly superior to our old stinky, do a rotator cuff turning it on, 2 stroke option.

Our phones are such amazing pieces of mobile, personal technology. We’re using them for all the most mundane details though and they’re detracting from some of the better things we could be doing with our time and intellects.

I feel it’s a problem for all of us but as an elder millennial at least I have experienced a world without them. I feel for the younger generations - they’re all consuming for them.

When I noticed it encroached on something I enjoy - trying to guess or remember a bit of trivia - my partner and I now have a rule that we must spend at least 5 minutes trying to guess who that actor is from, or who sings this song before we look it up. The technology was robbing us of imagination and rifling through the mental files.

I don’t disagree with you at all though - we’re using star trek tech and it’s fucking cool.

I’m starting to think this guy wasn’t very nice!

Yes. They started the rudeness and I was done being the polite one. It was clearly a misunderstanding that led to a mistake on their part but once I made that obvious to them, they doubled down.

I was getting more and more blunt, think ‘so what you’re telling me…’ type tone. And then I heard myself and internally cringed.

Yes the fuck up was theirs alone. But having worked in a similar role 20 years prior, I remembered how one interaction like the one we were having would completely ruin your day.

She was flushed red in the face and neck and I remembered being young and making the (wrong) decision to double down when I’m caught out in a fuck up rather than admitting fault and working on a remedy. It’s a lesson only learnt in time and humiliation.

I think she’d learnt it at that point but it was too late. And an angry middle aged woman ranting at her was not going to do anything.

So I stopped and said ‘I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be speaking to you like this. I’ve already had a bad day and this has made it so much worse. But that’s got nothing to do with you and you don’t deserve to be spoken like that by customers. When’s the next available appointment?’

She gave me a curt ‘that’s ok’ - and believe me that almost made me snap again, but we sorted it out.

I noted the next time I got a confirmation for my appointment that they’d included my suburb in my surname - I think to differentiate between me and another customer (the reason for the crossed wires). That’s a win. But I hope she learnt a lesson about seeking truth rather than victory and I hope she wasn’t too upset.

Imagine not being able to leave your phone in your pocket just for the duration of your friends’ wedding ceremony, irrespective of the location. Insufferable behaviour.

It’s so funny how upset it makes the free speech absolutist, ‘lol triggering leftist snowflakes, fuck your feelings’ types.

It’s the online equivalent of going to sit next to someone on the bus and then pausing to look them up and down, grimace and side eye someone else like ‘are you seeing this shit?’ and sitting somewhere else.

It genuinely seems to hurt their feelings and that makes me happier than it should. I think it’s the schadenfreude for those who spend their lives saying horrible, hurtful things about minorities and the vulnerable actually experiencing even 5% of the feeling.

Really warms the cockles.

I’m asking you what you meant, not taking it as advice.

I’ve dropped people for the former and similar drama. The latter would be… Gross

What’s the threshold here - on and off again with their ex type rough times, or ongoing cancer battle