MysteriaQueen

୨୧ xavier

ꕀ at no point of him knowing you does he realize you are wearing a wig

ꕀ you're sitting across from him at hot pot and the steam is probably peeling off the glue a little

ꕀ he looks up from shoving meat into his mouth with chopsticks

ꕀ he pauses. his brows furrow with worry because why is your forehead slowly increasing

ꕀ he doesn't say anything. not out of malintent but because he's genuinely confused and flabbergasted at what's happening in front of him

୨୧ zayne ノ

ꕀ you come home from a long day and your wig is loose by at this point unfortunately

ꕀ he notices right away but greets you properly first, hugging you tight before removing your jacket and shoes for you

ꕀ he then clears his throat, a light blush turning his ears pink, before informing you politely that your hair is slipping back

ꕀ your hands fly up to your scalp in a panic, but he's quick to reassure you that 1) you still look beautiful, as always and 2) it's not that noticeable — the only reason he noticed the difference is because he remembered what it looked like this morning

ꕀ it's the end of the day so you end up removing it anyway … he offers to help you brush it out and braid it so it'll be ready to go for tomorrow

୨୧ rafayel ノ

ꕀ he's driving you around in one of his fancy sports cars, but the wind is lowkey kinda snatching the shit off your head

 ꕀ the car comes to a halt at the stoplight, and rafayel looks over to you with adoration … before his face drops. you laugh nervously and ask him what's wrong

 ꕀ " … i can see your shiny five-head. and thoughts. and hopes and dreams"

 ꕀ you check the mirror. hell. no. you silently yank it back down then turn your back to that stank ass fish in the driver's seat, refusing to make eye contact with him no matter how much he begs and apologizes

 ꕀ matter fact, put the roof back up. roll the windows up. radio off. ain't shit funny

୨୧ sylus ノ

ꕀ it's late at night and he tells you that you might as well take the whole thing off — it hasn't been cooperating at all today

 ꕀ you'd been fussing over it and fixing it all day, so it might be time to retire it. you hate it when he's right

 ꕀ you pull it off and he reaches down to massage and lightly scratch your scalp. it feels heavenly. like taking your bra off

 ꕀ you pick up his phone and start ordering a couple new thousand-dollar units AND some better glue because okay???

 ꕀ sometimes you don't want your natural hair out!!! it's not a hat okay it's a defense mechanism. against the elements. mind your business

୨୧ caleb ノ

ꕀ you're at home playing a very intense game of kitty cards 

 ꕀ you are severely beating this man's ass. for once. somehow

 ꕀ he notices your wig slipping back

 ꕀ not a word is uttered from him as he leans across the table, scooping two fingers beneath the lace line, pulls it forward halfway down your forehead, pats you on the head and then sits back down, face neutral as he hits you with four back to back assist cards

 ꕀ ?????????????Bitch?????

୨୧ valko ノ

ꕀ doesn't say anything

 ꕀ thinks you're shedding your winter coat

Antis have reported and cancelled a well-known cosplayer, resulting in his account getting wiped. This is what we're dealing with. People who now go after real humans just because they've tasted power and can't get enough.

I work in tech, and much of what I do is support sales reps within the company by resolving errors with the software they use.

There is one sales rep who, every single time I send her a message or email with extremely specific instructions that will resolve her issue, does something completely different from what I tell her. Every time. Without fail. It is so glaringly obvious that she has never read even a single word that I have written to her.

So one day, she sends me a message that says little more than "(software) is broken, help"

So I do my standard song and dance of asking her what she's trying to accomplish, and what specifically is stopping her from doing that. And eventually, after much unnecessary back and forth, she tells me there's an error message. I ask her to send me a screenshot of the error message. She does.

The error message basically says, "these two required fields are blank. To resolve this, please fill in these two specific fields, and then click save."

So I take a few deep breaths.

Then I lie to her.

I message her back, saying "hey yeah, for some reason it's not loading that screenshot on my end. Could you type out the full text of the error message for me?"

She does.

I ask her if she still needs help.

Client is reporting that Some Thing Program doesn't work. I ask if there's an error message with further information about what's not working. Client says "no". I go over and ask Client to open Some Thing. Client double-clicks on the icon for Some Thing, it starts to boot, an error message dialog flashes up on screen, Client closes error message before I can read it, Thing closes after the error.

"What did that error message say?" I ask.

"What error message?" asks Client.

I tell Client to open the Some Thing again and then not click anything else. Client opens Some Thing, error message appears, Client clicks it away again.

I tell Client to stand up, step away, and give me physical control of the computer. I open Some Thing, start looking at the error message without closing it, and Client says "You should close that." I tell Client that I am reading the error message. Client is apparently accustomed to treating error messages as a kind of spam email that should be deleted as fast as possible, and gets agitated that I'm reading it.

I read the error message. It tells me what the problem is. I fix the problem. Some Thing works now.

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Later, I start thinking about how such an error message might perhaps be engineered to be more attention-grabbing and close-resistant as a way of making people read it. It's not important for some random program here, but there are more important systems (medical, etc) where it would be reasonable to demand the user's attention because people's lives depend on paying attention to the error message.

She was a computer programmer / analyst, a... Long Time Ago. Called in for a system she'd installed before, the office folk said they kept having problems where it Didn't Work Right (no error, a malfunction)

She investigated, and told them that could only happen if they did 3 specific things in a specific order, which they should not ever do.

So, she asked, did they ever do that?

No! Of course not, was the answer.

So she made a couple of small changes, packed up and said that should be fine, but they should call her if there were problems.

The next week

She had a call saying "We're getting a strange error message on the system, can you help?"

She said, of course, can they tell her the error?

And the message was: