You’re talking to each other’s ears, not tonguing them
Shrews were tamed like this.
You’re talking to each other’s ears, not tonguing them
Shrews were tamed like this.
what the hell is the deal with people that walk around in public on speaker phone, with the phone held 2 inches from their head
Like they’re eating a pizza or they’re some reality TV episode?
It’s because they’re stupid. Just stupid.
Engineers and designers spend their days optimising the mic and speakers for people holding the phone LIKE A PHONE and these halfwits hold it like a slice of pizza, shouting over the loudspeaker that we all can hear but they can’t because they’re shouting.
Like an idiot.
My oncle sailed into early COVID season with late non-hodgekins and not long to go. He thought of his pregnant daughter and her child, and the risks of attending treatment, now daily, and took a voluntary.
Our med system made this horrific decision slightly less so by handling everything but the go button; and while we miss everything about him to this day, we’re grateful.
It’s important work, even when we don’t win.
Meanwhile, a person like me who lives in an apartment and must charge his car during the day
Why not use the outlet at your parking space? That’s in the building code now.
Microsoft requires a proof of presence through Windows Hello.
… which requires a hotmail account or something, right?
So no. The only interaction I’ll have with this is coding cinc.sh to remove it.
My sister got the one where the scam says her son got into a car accident and - mumbling through ‘a broken jaw’ so thats why the voice is off - Officer Peterson needs to arrange bail, but off the books.
It was surprisingly effective, and my sister had a freakin’ heart attack as any parent would, and THOSE people can rot in a hell made of mealworms, ticks and black flies.
I’m torn between asking them to put up or shut up, and maybe just not confirming they got an address that still works.
because the another backdoor
You’re gonna want a cat-scan.
tuat
You whot?
“Water to wine” was a metaphor for sneaking it into the party.
no agency or are uniformly of one mindset, protecting the company at all costs
One comment is anecdotal. A million is a statistic.
If you’re suggesting different, then I’d point you to the word ‘exception’, and also suggest that HR has an image problem deeply rooted in a conflict of interest that it needs to solve. And if it wants to support the workers it will need to be funded by the workers to remove that conflict, and once it supports and is supported by the workers in a group, it’s a union.
Please don’t use Mirriam-webster as an English source. Noah was on a tear to re-make English when he created American. And it’s as american as a hot-dog eating contest – but in as much as dictionaries only tell you what’s popular and only accidentally say what’s right, this one is the farthest from canon outside of one country. I’m surprised there’s still a ‘u’ in ‘source’; or a ‘c’, for that matter.
They are being paid by the company
I overlooked this part. That’s where the conflict of humanity comes in.
As expected, it’s now called Resources. They stopped treating us as resource that are human, and now just resources.
You can argue that those are not important to you, personally but I don’t think you can argue that they aren’t good reasons.
These sound like “value-add module purchased at or after time of sale” reasons.
In short, they’re features and not requirements.
Susan Boyle?
Realtors.
I don’t know of a job more pointless. And I worked (reception) at a realty office and still didn’t see the value.
You may not understand this, but humans are selfish and immoral and need rules. without all those jobs you mentioned, the rules are meaningless.
The town west of Kelowna?
That’s a false comparison. We have Lithium and NiMH batteries available off the shelf for common things that aren’t phones. The technology is available for a COTS phone battery replacement, as long as it matched a common form-factor.
And if phones can’t work around a common battery form-factor but yet all look like fucking candy-bars, then I call bullshit.