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When you're unable to solve an IT problem at work, there really is nothing quite like having it escalated all the way up the ladder. With every step, there is a degree of smugness about how real my problem is, and that yes, I was right to have trouble with this.

You can get a minor version of this if one IT person solves it but they spend a bunch of time repeating things you’ve already tried and when they eventually solve it it’s by doing something you wanted to try but didn’t have the requisite permissions to do

Was in a situation where neither I, nor my boss knew what was causing the problem, so we ended up calling one of the head engineers, and ive never experienced anything quite as validating as the moment where said head engineer, after spending several minutes just staring at the problem, quietly said "what the fuck"

clark kent ticking the organ donor box on his drivers license automatically out of the goodness of his heart and then panicking because what if he actually dies somehow and some human gets a super heart what would even HAPPEN like he can't have his kryptonian retinas with laser vision donated to a random eight year old and so he has to awkwardly go back to the DMV to get it changed to not an organ donor but he's so embarrassed the whole time because the DMV employees will think he's a bad person that by the time he's done he has to go cry in the car

plot twist he's so clearly distressed and sad about doing this that the dmv folks just quietly assume he must have received some kind of awful medical diagnosis that makes him ineligible to donate and the first clerk that helped him immediately takes a smoke break and sees him crying in the car and that's how Clark gets at least 3 rock solid anonymous sources at the dmv and a free off-brand coke from the break room fridge.

big fan of rose quartz. i think we should have more rocks with just a bit of iron in them that makes them bright pink

why are scissors packaged the way they are it’s like they’re taunting us. Oh wow this is such a difficult awful packaging to get through that seems to cause physical damage to your hands as some sort of sick self defense mechanic, if only i had something to help get through it, something sharp perhaps

what sort of sick twisted game is it trying to play here

Basic mobility stuff like this does a lot of good to you, yes!

Around the time I (an eventual transsexual, to the surprise of none) turned 18 a bunch of the old dudes I knew would try to give me "life advice" all like "Here's what a Young Man(tm) needs to know before embarking upon the perilous journey to adulthood" and then they'd say just the most insane shit. Like "You have to be very careful because the world is full of malicious underage girls who'll try to trick you into having sex with them so you'll get in trouble" or "You should just go ahead and break up with your partner now before you leave town because once you're away you'll be helpless to stop the shadow legions of beautiful single women from tricking you into having sex with them, it's basically inevitable." And I'd be like "Boss, I don't think those are real scenarios that happen to people that often, I think you individually might just be a rotten son of a bitch" and the old dude would shake his head in gentle, paternal rebuke and be like "Ah, you poor, untested ingenue, you only think that because you haven't seen The Real World(tm) yet"

what a lovely translation!