Thinking perhaps it’s better to not have pets if it causes too much pain when things happen.
Just realised facebook has added a ‘seen’ feature to it’s messaging, where you can see what time the other person read your message.
Bracing myself for the torrent of dysfunctional families/friends/relationships writing vindictive public status updates about being ignored.
Ultimate customer passive aggressiveness: When unable to get a further 20% off your purchase of something already 20% off, proceed to make three separate individual transactions under 10 dollars with cheque and forcing the cashier to ‘save’ their place as they return, pay for item and ‘remember’ and walk away for 10 minutes looking for cheap crap to pay you back by dealing with their crap.
I thought you didn’t like that album that much? :O
I have no clue who you are at all. Not even the faintest hint. What an odd question.
So, either we have to pay 7,000 dollars to a vet to fix our dog who has had both major arteries in his back leg give out and left him unable to walk or else we have to put him down. Both parents are disagreeing on what to do.
Also, some priest from a tiny town outside of my own told me about how heroin is a hell of a lot safer than people make it out to be.
>Printing a poster for down syndrome group in my town
>Paper in printer is slightly off, so poster isn’t even
>Work collegue says “this looks retarded”
>other work collegue goes “who cares they are retarded anyway”
>Mutter ‘uh guys’ and point to the lady waiting for the poster to be finished
>She is like 3 metres away, staring
>Poster is about inclusion in the community
>awkward silence rest of printing and transaction
I must be doing something wrong, I lost 10 subscribers in like two days. Huh.
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This guy… God I remember reading some creepypasta about the Grand Theft Auto games when I was about 12 or so. The story behind one of them was about a character that rockstar included as an easter egg of sorts. At one spot on the map in the back o’ beyond there was supposedly a figure that was either a man or a woman that was nicknamed the lone photographer, who standing in the exact same spot each time talks to themselves and mutters nonsense phrases, while taking photographs of supposedly nothing. What’s unusual about is that no other character uses these animations and sound/flash effects at all so it’s obvious that the character was completely intentional. Anyway after a minute or so of taking photo’s, the figure get’s up, and sometimes says something like goodbye, and walks straight into the water, drowning themselves. I was curious to see if this was true, and amazingly, it is. Rockstar obviously made it as an easter egg, much like apparently they included bigfoot in some versions of the game.
Something about these sort of bizarre, but clearly intentional things that developers put into their games have a strangely fascinating yet very creepy feeling about them for me. Despite them often being little touches, the thought that someone did this for only a few to find, and often for no understandable reason just makes them far creepier than what they should be.
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I don’t understand the guy I work with.
He’s 27 going on 28, and lately I’ve noticed he has a few quirks. He seems to think that me and my other coworker who are 17/18 live in some bizarre kind of social bubble where we know absolutely nothing about what happened in the world prior to 2009 or something. He keeps referring to things, and then saying “oh but you probably don’t remember it” or “You guys wouldn’t know what I am going on.” He did this today where he mentioned he’s been working at our store since “before the twin towers fell”, and then immediately goes “oh you guys wouldn’t know what 9/11 is would you? Well…” and proceeds to explain the whole event and Iraq war as if we had no clue what happened. This apparent void of knowledge seems to extend beyond stuff we may have lived through. My collegue admittedly knows little of history, and I mentioned I found it humorous as a customer today kept making jokes about her being ‘Catherine the great’ based on her name and all sorts of Russian based puns to her obliviousness, to which he told everyone else I work with how bizarre it seemed that someone knew some history. He then proceeded to spend the rest of the day asking me if I knew historical figures like Hitler and Napeolon and told me he was shocked anyone younger than him remembered who they were, as apparently people where only taught about their existence until the early 90’s.
Oh, another bizarre thing slightly related, he seems to have no sense of time whatsoever. Whenever a question like “when was the last time x was bought or sold” or something similar, he always comes up with strangely weird time estimates. Someone will say something like ‘it hasn’t been sold in two years’, and he’ll say “oh so not since 2006?”, or if it’s like 5 years ago, he’ll go “so back in 2011?” or something weird. He thought because I was 18 I must of been born in 2005 and when a customer a few days ago asked what he was doing in 1992, he said “Oh, that was like 34 years ago… I was about 15”, despite him being neither over 34 nor 15 back then.
This was a pretty pointless post about pointless observations, but I find them strangely odd and interesting his quirks. Maybe he’s a time traveller or something and so time is meaningless to him or something, or maybe working in a stationary store for 11 years does this to you. Whatever it is, it’s just odd.
I culled over half of the people I had from my facebook, and I could get rid of literally everyone minus like 4 or 5 and it wouldn’t bother me whatsoever if it wasn’t for that I know some people would act like getting rid of a friend on facebook was the end of the world and I’d have to awkwardly explain while they think I’m some horrible human being for placing no value on online ‘friendship’ that I do absolutely nothing with other than boost their online ego by boosting that all valuable friend number by one.
Hell I could delete the whole damn thing and not even care other than being glad about not taking part in that horrible Orwellian, intelligence gathering website that continually freaks me out to no end with it’s endless really quite horrifying changes to user agreements and behaviours that resemble a bot net or spyware more than ‘a way to keep in touch’. But then again that can’t happen either as not having a facebook makes you on par with the untouchables or a social retard it seems.
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