Hak Mir Nisht Keyn Tshaynik

for about a year, i worked at a call center for sprint. i have a similar kind of story. a woman called, and said she had a question about the call history on her bill. “sure, let me just pull up your account-” and she cut me off going, “no, no, it’s not anything specific, it’s just. so, if you change the time on your phone, does that change the time on the bill?” “uh… no? the time on the phone doesn’t matter, the call history is recorded by the towers.” “ohhhh” she said in the saltiest voice i have ever heard “so even if you changed the timezone it wouldn’t change the time on the bill? to, say, the middle of the night?” i stg yall i looked into the camera like i was on the office. “um… no? it would still be the local time of the tower. is there anything else i can help you with?” to me, overly chipper: “nope! thank you! have a great day!” turning on someone as she hung up: “she says yoU’RE A LYING SACK OF-” i still mean-snicker every time i think about it.

I would have been on the side of goldfish being, ya know, GOLD.

one thing about me is i’m gonna go lay down

This will always be my favorite gifset. Ever.

im morally obligated to reblog this every time i see it

It’s back on my dash. 😂

at some point in your life you will be boiling fruit, water, sugar, and lemon juice in a pot to make a syrup or jam. the instructions will tell you to simmer for a certain amt of time. your timer will go off and you will look at the pot and go, "hm, this doesn't look thick enough. maybe i'll let it go for another 10 minutes." this is the devil speaking. it's only so liquid right now because it is at boiling point. it will thicken when it cools down. learn from the follies of my youth and do not let this happen to you

at some point in your life you will be making a sauce or a stew in which you need to add cornstarch to thicken it. and you will prepare a slurry of starch in cold water and think "this looks like way too little starch to thicken this amount of liquid." this is the devil speaking. cornstarch instantly polymerizes at 95°C and if you add too much it will turn into an impossibly thick goop.

at some point in your life you will be making some sort of cream based dessert that requires gelatin to thicken it. and you will soak some gelatin sheets in water and think "this is too few gelatin sheets for this amount of cream." this is the devil speaking. it will thicken in the fridge and if you add too much you will end up with milk jelly

at some point in your life you will be baking cookies. you will take the sheet out after twelve minutes as the recipe instructs and the cookies will still be glistening and soft. "these don't seem cooked enough," you will think to yourself, "i should place them back into the oven until their edges are nice and golden." this is the devil talking. this is how you get dry, overdone cookies. the cookies will continue to bake on the warm sheet for several more minutes and then harden up after sitting on a rack for a while. trust the process. trust the process.

at some point in your life you will be adding a small pasta to a soup and you will think "that is not enough small pasta." this is the devil talking. the pasta will absorb the stock and expand. this is how you end up with a soup that is a solid mass of soggy ditalini.

At some point in your life you will be adding garlic to a dish and you will think "that is not enough garlic." These are angels speaking. They are correct. Add more garlic.

A whole shitload of people lied about this in 2024.

open world game but there actually is a trajectory to follow, and everyone else knows what it is and gets prompts from the game about it while you wander around the open world

you eventually figure it out and start copying them, but you can’t seem to figure out how to progress to the goals that seem easy for everyone else. also, despite the open world, there are dozens of complex rules about what objects around you you’re allowed to interact with and how, how you appear, etc.

anyway autistic folks, mentally ill folks, homeless folks, and drug users face certain intersecting oppressions that base themselves on metrics of how Normal People Are Supposed To Behave

and all of this is exhaustinggggggg like thats where that particular example went but its Everything. so many hidden rules that the beautiful open world hashem gave us because just a minefield of things you can do wrong. its sad. i should be able to show up to a train station sweaty from being outside in the heat and not feel like im a weirdo because im sweaty instead of Presentable. it’s hot outside. i got here via the outside. i don’t know how everyone else is doing it, it feels like they’ve got some type of magical ability to be normal i never got, but i just ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

sorry this is kind of all over these are just my random musings on life and being autistic and what it means to try to appear normal, and who else it affects, etc

i misspelled woe

Btw, that idea that privilege makes you morally evil and suffering makes you morally good is just repackaged versions of the Christian concepts of the evils of luxury and the holiness of martyrdom. Hope this helps!