Monument

So here’s how this played out in front of my bathroom mirror this morning:

Someone starts yapping about their god or whatever.
I loudly say “No thank you. Please stop.” while ensuring I have caught the eye of the nearest flight attendant.
I give them about 30 seconds to take their bows and sit the fuck down.
If they don’t, I move to the center aisle, stand up, loudly announce that they are creating a disturbance on the plane. I tell them for deeply personal reasons, the topic they are discussing is upsetting and unsettling to me, and if they continue, I will consider their continuation belligerence. I look directly at the flight attendant and tell them that it is their job to prevent passenger belligerence.
If I’m feeling charitable, I’ll mention that freedom of religion is also freedom from religion and that I’m about to freak the fuck out if they don’t shut up the wannabe preacher. And if they don’t, well, then nobody gets to be heard over the sounds of me screaming the account of my then 12-year-old childhood friend being molested by a youth preacher while I watched in the back of a church van.

So says the hero in the bathroom mirror that is devoid of consequence. We all know on this side of the mirror, I would be banned from flying and the idiot TikToker would get a gofundme.

Neat. I looked it up.

Less than a mile from a wildlife refuge.

I’d wager that better than 90% of people’s nipples are smaller than their butthole. Their areola, however…

The manager they brought in to bring him in line has been one of the best, kindest, and most human managers I’ve ever met. (But she doesn’t fuck around.)

She’s also an absolute shark at knowing the system, and without going into specifics, has done very well for everyone on my team that has been even modestly competent.

I honestly feel bad for the guy. He was too far in the hole of anger and resentment to realize that he’d been handed a whole new opportunity before he squandered it.
Shortly after I was hired, several other people were hired in to help with the flow of work, and my team went from being sort of an embarrassment to one that, quite frankly, is awesome. (And we still have a good work-life balance.)

You’re both speaking to the same point.

In the process of enforcing good boundaries at work, you shouldn’t be a jerk. Firm, no-nonsense, but polite. And the flip side is to use your capacity wisely.

That’s weirdly sort of how I got my job.

Apparently my predecessor was a nice guy with low boundaries that (at the time) lacked managerial support. When he painted himself into a corner on his commitments, didn’t get the accolades or raises he thought he should get, he got bitter, started to act out, stopped doing work he should have done, and finally, when management started pressing him to clean up some messes he had created over a year+ of neglecting his responsibilities, he left an unsigned resignation letter on his desk and didn’t come to work for a few days.
He called to discuss the terms of his return, expecting a raise, and they just told him they accepted his resignation.

I wish (sometimes). That thing is like a dowsing rod for trouble.

If I travelled internationally, this would be the wallpaper of my burner phone. Trauma for privacy.

But why install an integration when the Appliance Notifications and Actions blueprint exists?

I think the only functional difference is that Washdata attempts to infer which cycle was run, but the blueprint doesn’t have to be configured via yaml.

Oh, yeah. Loads of evidence.

My LiveJournal account is 25 years old as of last week. I’m just going to go back to that for social media.

What are they gonna do, accuse me of being too old for social media?

Studies have not ruled out the possibility that my penis cures depression.