At least once a month something breaks in my house and we have vinyl planks all over.

It’s certainly a team effort between me, my wife, son and the cats. God forbid we leave a glass empty or not out where they can reach it.

I lost my grandmas casserole dish when I had what I can only assume was the best casserole in the world sitting on the stove right out of the oven and my trouble maker cat decided to taste test it, realized how hot it was and got in a fight with it.

The cat won.

At a previous job where I had basically become the manager of my manager and held my department together, I spent 3 months just trying to get a meeting with the guy who had the power to give me a raise.

In that time I found another job and put in my two weeks, my new job paid 90k but for shits and giggle I told them I was getting 130 and asked if they could do any better, they immediately came back with 110 which was almost worse since I was only initally asking for 80. I said no and went on to my new job which was 110% the right call.

Shortly after that they announced that they were selling the company, I heard from my old manager that the sale went through but in the mix that had to drop a good chunk of their clients from my old department (the most profitable one) since I was the only one there who knew how to handle a majority of the work and the only reason they could bring them on was me. I don’t know how it all worked out but the old owner got sued for fudging numbers and is now the current owner.

Last I heard they fumbled keeping my department alive and all of my coworkers got layed off along a lot of other people and the company’s not doing so hot.

I hate apples almost as much as corn on the cob.

The skins always get stuck in between my teeth and it makes me want to use a chainsaw to get it out.

I’m all for skinned apples and uncobbed (decobbed? cobbless?) corn though.

Not really a dumb reason, but back in the day I was stuck in the WordPress developer loop and tired of it. I was pretty familiar with a handful of languages, but wasn’t doing much more than setting up themes and building out pages with builders.

One day I heard the CTO talking about a tool he would love to have but couldn’t find anything that worked how he needed it to. The CTO was a big buzzword guy and recently shared an article with my manager at the time about how C++ was “the best language”. So naturally I chimed in and told him I could build that tool easy peasy and I would use C++ obviously because it’s the best language.

It was such a simple tool, basically just matching phrases and categories and spitting out a list of options. It took me months to make, but I learned a lot and it kind of worked for the most part and everyone was happy. I eventually got a de-facto department in the company where I would just build internal tools and handle some legacy codebases that they were previously outsourcing.

I later on got my current job because of that leap.

TLDR: I learned C++ because I was bored and lied that I already knew it.

I look forward to missing you at next months meeting.

I hate fireworks and always have. I get people like them, but I wish they didn’t go all night from every direction. If each area had a central park/spot where they did a big firework show for everyone for a little bit I wouldn’t mind it as much, but now every street has they’re own fireworks that go off randomly through the night.

Also something I don’t think a lot of people think about. In my old neighborhood a lot of us had varying forms on PTSD and couldn’t deal with the loud bangs. Holidays where fireworks were heavy were treated as a ceasefire/peace day for the most part since basically everyone who had been involved in a shooting was a mess, which was almost everyone. Others took the chance to disrespect that and use the fireworks as cover, they weren’t treated well.

I’m sure most veterans feel the same or worse.

It’s not just dogs who lose it at fireworks.

I do something similar, I’m on a dev team of 2 and a while back we started going in once a month for a “planning day” where we spend a couple hours in person planning out our month and spend the rest of the day talking to the teams who actually use our software to get feedback and ideas. At first the owner would take me and the other dev out for lunch but we’ve turned it into a whole office thing. So usually the whole offices shuts down for about 2 hours for a nice free lunch when we come in. One day a bunch of us went out for mini golf after lunch on the bosses dime. Another month a couple of us played old Xbox games and smoked cigs in the basement while we “brainstormed”.

This is why whenever my toddler asks for Mac and cheese I give him a dry salad. Gotta build that character.

I’ve always thought of smart as essentially the ability learn. Can you pick something up that you know nothing about, take a look at it and figure out how it works and how to fix/build it? That’s smart in my book

I’m here for this, I recently found out that I can’t really distinguish shades very well, so pink just looks mostly red and I have a really hard time telling blue from green, but can usually make it out if I look hard enough and get at least 2 guesses.

Either that or my wife got my doctor in on a really intense year long prank.

If I wan unemployed and had no savings and no other job offers, of course I would take whatever job I could get. I hear the market is shit right now but still, it was never that hard to find a remote job if you’re qualified at least as a software dev.

Also my wife would let me turn down whatever job if it didn’t feel right as long as we’re covered. I turned down a job for ~60% more pay that would’ve required 2-3 days in the office about 40 minutes away for my current job that’s fully remote and let’s me make my own hours. I spent a couple nights working on my couch watching movies and working last week so I could take Friday off with full pay and go to a water park.

You cannot replace that freedom and extra time.

Although there are circumstances that could make me consider going into an office, they would have to be dier.

When I was looking for a new job a couple years ago I turned down a lot of on-site and hybrid job for the sole reason that they weren’t fully remote. Some of the jobs actually interested me and I would have loved to take at the time. And I can assure you I am far from wealthy.

Working from home I get to see my wife during the day, play with my son whenever I want, make my own lunch in my kitchen, water my garden during the day, work outside if I want to.

The peace of mind that it brings me is worth $400k. That’s the minimum I would take to go into the office no more than 30 minutes away once a week at most.

I know that’s unrealistic but so is making employees go into the office for something they’re fully capable of doing at home.

I would love for robots to take over the boring jobs like making art, I think it’s a great advancement that our overlords have engineered for us. Now we can get back to things we really enjoy like shoveling shit and suffocating in mines.

Thank god they didn’t make robots more useful for everyday life tasks, freeing up a portion of the day. I have a hard enough time deciding what to do with my free 25 minutes every week as it is.

Got to go, my mining shift at the shit factor… Never mind they made robots to mine shit now, guess I’ll go starve to death in line waiting for free bread crumbs.

To a lot of people that’s too much effort for “no reason”.

People care, but not enough to put any effort in whatsoever.

I actually just started watching it a few months ago as my background show while I was working.

I thought it was pretty good and just fine at times, but the last episode of season 6/beginning of season 7 I had to stop.

This is the first show I’ve watched with any sort of gore since my son was born and I realised I can’t take the the dark psychological stuff I used to. Watching the scene where negan is telling rick to cut off his sons arm was my breaking point before going back to curious george.

Back in the day I had a friend who ran essentially a fish dispensary and had a good connection on quality fish antibiotics. I would stock up on a bunch of stuff whenever they were making an order.

My numbers are surely off but I was paying something like $5 for ~500 amoxacillan, where at a rite aid or CVS you’d be paying, what $50 for 14 pills. The same ingredients, the same markings, the same thing. Just a lot cheaper for fish.

This is a great response that I’m gone a steal the next timee someone has an issue with my son carrying around an Elsa doll

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I generally agree with this, there’s specific circumstances but for the most part its true.

I went from a C# position to PHP, to Python, to perl all with little or no experience with what I was jumping in to. There’s different nuances and the syntax might take a bit to get used to but as long as someone understands the how and why of what their code is doing that can be pretty easily transfer to most other languages. It’s all about the fundamentals.