Actually a Raven

why does my mother suddenly fail kindergarten whenever she tries to do anything on the computer

I know she doesn't know what "the maximise button" is so I told her "click the square at the top right" and she clicked...the printer icon...in the middle of the toolbar. and I'm just like okay. this isn't a technology thing you are flunking basic shapes and directions. I'm turning off your computer and getting you a block puzzle. you have a master's degree

knowing that the past tense of "hang" is "hanged" when it's a method of execution can be very entertaining because you'll be watching a horror movie and someone goes "local legend says a woman was hung in these woods" and you're like "👀 good for her I guess"

Whenever I post about being a local bakery manager in a past life, I inevitably get responses like "Fuck your bourgeoisie life, all power to the workers!" or "You are a literal slave driver" but like... every place I was a manager I basically just went from baking 8+ hours a day to at best baking 7+ hours a day and doing orders and writing schedules for 1+ hours. In most cases, I was still baking 8+ hours a day and then doing the managerial stuff on top of that. Some of y'all hear "supervisor" and immediately think "C-suite" or something.

"the world you grew up in is gone" but not in a reactionary "there are too many brown people" way more like i woke up one day and suddenly everyone is illiterate and believes jewish people are literal demonic pedophiles, raw dairy and steak cure cancer, and AI chatbots are their friends. and i want the old world back

I love the casual substitution of "gods" instead of "god" in colloquial sayings. "oh my gods" "gods, my feet hurt" etc etc. like yeah deconstruct the societal standard of monotheism with me. let's party

these relationships are always increasing numbers as well. so obviously we need six eleven to mean somethimg