Hoo buddy, anxiety is a cruel beast. At least the surgery will likely be over before I know it. This has been one really long month.
My ex-coworker, who I thought we get along pretty well, text and ask me if if I have any phone for sale (used to help fix her phone issues) because she's going on vacation soon and her current phone is acting up. I rush to ship her my old LG G6 so she gets it on time (we're in different states now). I made sure to set it up pretty well, with a wireless charger and cables. I said she don't have to pay me right away, but it would be nice to get a $40 donation when she gets it. After it's delivered, she said she didn't have time to set it up yet, and I asked again twice and never heard from her again.
I don't mind not getting anything back, but it would have been nice to get an actual thank. It's technically my fault, I should make it clear if I don't expect anything in return or if I do expect something. But it's surprising some people appear nice outside, but is actually petty, imo. (And yes I know I was played like a chump.)
Hoo buddy, anxiety is a cruel beast. At least the surgery will likely be over before I know it. This has been one really long month.
Hoo buddy, anxiety is a cruel beast. At least the surgery will likely be over before I know it. This has been one really long month.
All the best with the surgery.
Concerning the phone, one of my favorite sayings is "No good deed goes unpunished". Unfortunately, it has happened to me also, good luck with it.
I believe in karma also, her friend will get her just rewards.Actually, I do not quite agree, and I prefer to think in terms of karma.
Do not regret the good deed, it was the right thing to do; if the person who was the recipient cannot recognise and acknowledge that, to the basic level of conveying genuine gratitude and heartfelt thanks for a favour done, the loss i- in so many ways - is on them.
Needless to say, that individual does not merit being on the receiving end of future good deeds; one can decline future requests from such a source without any remorse whatsoever.
I believe in karma also, her friend will get her just rewards.
The serial killer thread is over here.Karma? I must have been a serial killer in a former life then!
Thanks for this. Created my first one for work!Damnit, I told myself I wasn't going to let people on this forum make my cry anymore…
Hmm, my first impulse was to suggest something like FFmpeg, which is a command line tool primarily used for video conversion, but I figure that could be a bit tedious/cryptic for your purposes.
You have Photoshop? It's pretty good about that stuff. Mine is a seven-year-old version, but you should still be able to follow along with CC or whatever.
A GIF about making GIFs. Somebody get Chris Nolan on the phone.
It's not like posting selfies is a regular occurrence. The above GIF not withstanding. Or the Shrink vandalism. Or my avatar. Or all of those iOS beta jokes about the skin smoothing being fixed. Or… okay, you have a point.
but it would be nice to get a $40 donation when she gets it. After it's delivered, she said she didn't have time to set it up yet, and I asked again twice and never heard from her again.
... But it's surprising some people appear nice outside, but is actually petty, imo. (And yes I know I was played like a chump.)
I don't believe in that, that kind of karma anyway.Karma? I must have been a serial killer in a former life then!
I just believe in death and takes.I don't believe in that, that kind of karma anyway.
I imagine this topic is more than a little controversial, but it dawned on me that in the back of my mind I've always felt that some races are inherently superior to others. Nascar: super repetitive, a waste of fuel, and inferior. Gaming speed runs: kind of interesting insofar as they require players to exploit glitches and bizarre strategies, but ultimately they become rote exercises. Three-legged races: the clearly superior race; nothing forces the players to rely on each other quite like a good three-legged race. The short distances are conducive to strategy changes with every race.
As a kid, my friends and I used to engage in 14-legged races over the summer. We'd "capture a steed" by digging in the woodpile, draw a big circle in the dirt, then drop the contestants in the center. First one to leave the circle was the winner. A dot or two of paint for "racing colors" helped eliminate finish-line questions about ownership.I imagine this topic is more than a little controversial, but it dawned on me that in the back of my mind, I've always felt that some races are inherently superior to others. Nascar: super repetitive, a waste of fuel, and inferior. Gaming speed runs: kind of interesting insofar as they require players to exploit glitches and bizarre strategies, but ultimately they become rote exercises. Three-legged races: the clearly superior race. Nothing forces the players to rely on each other quite like a good three-legged race, and the short distances are conducive to strategy changes with every race!
It was awesome! Good memoriesFor me there's only one race: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stunts_(video_game)
It was awesome! Good memories
I hope everything will go well for you. I went through a very scary operation one year ago last March so I understand how it can be. I will be thinking about you and sending positive thoughts.I have no appetite. I'm totally terrified about how this will all go.
I have no appetite. I'm totally terrified about how this will all go.
I have no appetite. I'm totally terrified about how this will all go.
I hope everything will go well for you. I went through a very scary operation one year ago last March so I understand how it can be. I will be thinking about you and sending positive thoughts.
Best wishes!
As it happens, today is my birthday; more to the point, it is my first birthday where my mother (without whom I would not be here) is no longer with us, a point mad most kindly by both brothers when they got in touch today.
Now, in fairness and in truth, with her advanced dementia she hadn't known that today was my birthday for around the best part of the past decade.
For that matter, last August, she didn't know that it was her own birthday we celebrated, just that someone was being sung to and had their birthday celebrated - it was strange to see, how, with dementia she fully knew the words - and tune - of that song, but completely lacked the comprehension, the understanding, to know exactly what it meant in connection with her. And she was thrilled to be invited to blow out the candles on the cake.
So, I am feeling somewhat sad, infused with bitter-sweet thoughts, but informed by, and tempered, by warm memories and positive feelings.