Especially when I have socks on.
Living dangerously there, aincha?
Especially when I have socks on.
Living dangerously there, aincha?
Last week I moved the cheesegrater so I could look behind it… for the cheesegrater.
One of my current co-workers. In his previous job, his company had him managing a warehouse by himself. Doing all the work, including the jobs that by the company handbook required two people and protective gear that they also didn’t provide. When they were finished with that place they fired him for ‘working unsafely’.
Not his responsibility, but still a dumb way to get rid of an excess employee.
Well, I shoot myself in the head a lot. It’s a habit I’m trying to – whoops! There I go again.
What do you think of me eating the last of the chocolate when my SO used the last of the milk?
I see some of the strangest questions in the sub. Objectively awful thing that only benefits a morally bankrupt few - yes or no?
I certainly did. Rarely managed to get more than 5 - 6 hours sleep, spent half my time in an exhausted daze.
The time to post this was a week ago.
Get killed in the background of Attack of the Clones like everyone else!
I’ve been downvoted by someone who wants to have sex with their time-clone! Or possibly a kinky Lower Cretaceous butterfly.
Well, I imagine rule 3 of time travel will apply.
Isn’t it about five years too late to be asking this question?
The wealthy have an out. Peter Thiel, for example. He has a private compound in New Zealand he can bug out to if it gets too hot where he is right now.
I’d be kind of impressed with myself if someone disliked me enough to make a voodoo doll of me.
Local council food scrap bags. We’re supposed to separate our food waste and store it in compostable bags made of cornstarch plastic. Which start to break down the moment you put something wet in there, like food tends to be. How hard is it to design a bag that stays intact from Wednesday to Wednesday?!
Whatever, now my wife has her own compost bin I can cut out the middle man.
I would LOVE that.
About an hour. New Zealand. Things weren’t well-organised that day.
By changing the global standard.
Ever get the sense that just maybe, someone out there past the boundaries of the only nation that exists, probably fictional, certainly not worth having on your Christmas card list, might have figured out a different way to do things?
When people let their phones ring endlessly. For God’s sake - either answer it or mute it, don’t just ignore it!