sunshine and a little pink

I hate that whenever I complain about scam callers people are always like "just don't pick up!" BROTHER I DON'T PICK UP! YOU JUST WATCHED ME GO "ugh spam" AND HANG UP. It's still such an annoyance, and I can't just like, ignore phone calls because sometimes it's my wife calling about the children, or doctors offices or or or. Not answering doesn't make it not a problem omg.

If solicitors, salesmen, senators, scammers, and strangers were constantly knocking on one’s front door at all hours of the day and night, “just don’t open the door!” would come across as blithely stupid and unhelpful advice. In the digital age, a phone is as much a portal into your life as your home’s front door, and an unwanted invasion of either can be just as obnoxious, costly, or even deadly. The fact that we are 150 years removed from Alexander Graham Bell’s first phone call and yet today’s carriers still refuse to clamp down on the rampant abuse of their services is a scandal. “Just don’t pick up” exculpates the scammers and the complicit carriers who refuse to solve a solvable problem.

YEAH EXACTLY

Tumblr i have a mission for you. Reblog this and tell me something about how you go about it when you organisie a game of mafia/werewolves/loups-garous de thiercelieux. If you never organises any game, tell me about some fond memory you have as a player.

Lile seriously do it i'm doing market research for my job here

Imagine being hit by a meteor and tons of people get mutant powers and you just lose your hair at seven years old I would go evil too actually

I love getting unaccompanied minors (kids flying alone) who so clearly just. Don't want to be here lol. Sometimes I get to know a little of their story, like their parents are divorced, or a family member died and they're heading to the funeral, but usually they just don't want to talk about it and that's fine. But I always treat the flight like it's a challenge to make them smile. I offer them snacks and soda but that's never enough, that's whatever, they could get those from an airport vending machine. Chump change. So then I tell the worst jokes. Just the most embarrassing, kindergarten teacher, annoying dad jokes you can think of. And those always get a groan, or a "Seriously??" And that's my in! Now I can say "Why, what's your idea of a good joke? No, come on hotshot, make your best joke, let's see it." And they hem and they haw but of course they eventually tell me their very best joke because kids are little competitive comedy goldmines. And it's always super funny, so I laugh, and that's where they slip up. Because you know what you almost always do when your joke successfully makes someone laugh? You smile. And I'm like. Gotcha. Rookie move. Now you're going to end up having a good time in spite of yourself. I win.

Did this with an 11yo u.m. today and he said "What did the ghost say to the other ghost?" And I said "What?" "Nothing. Ghosts aren't real."

the impulse to hide what I'm doing at my computer still sits so deep even tho I'm literally never looking at anything objectionable , the door will open and I'll hurry to close the page like oh fuck no one can know I'm looking at the Wikipedia page for the Balkans