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@melatonicmadness
over-explaining everything because you’re scared of not making sense or people thinking you’re stupid
the thrilling sequel: under-explaining everything because you’re afraid of being seen as a rambling mess
the stunning conclusion: wildly varying between both based off the most recent way you’ve fucked up
Me: “How can I help you today, ma'am?” Client: “Is e-mail internet”? Me: “I beg your pardon?” Client: “Is e-mail on the internet? I have no internet, can I still read my e-mail?” Me: “Well yes, you must be able to get online to view your e-mail.” Client: “Oh, dear. I can’t see my e-mail.” Me: “Well, let’s see. Can you open up Internet Explorer for me and tell me what you see?” Client: “Open what?” Me: “Your browser, can you open up your browser?” Client: “My…my…?” Me: “What you click on when you want to browse the internet?” Client: “I don’t use anything, I just turn my computer on, and it’s there.” Me: “Okay. Do you see the little blue ‘e’ icon on your desktop?” Client: “You mean I have to start writing letters again?” Me: “I’m…what, I’m sorry?” Client: “I don’t have any pens at my desk. I just want my e-mail again.” Me: “No, ma'am, your desktop, on your computer screen. Can you click on the little blue ‘e’ on your computer screen for me?” Client: “Oh, this is too much work. I’m too upset. Just send me my e-mail. Can’t you send me my e-mail?” Me: “We…okay, ma'am. Can you tell me what color the lights are on your router right now?” Client: “My what?” Me: “The little box with green or possibly a couple of red lights on it right now - it’s most likely near your computer?”
Client: “Lights and boxes, boxes and lights, just get my e-mail for me.
Me: “My test is showing that you should be able to get online right now. Can you tell me what you’re seeing on your computer screen?” Client: “It’s been the same thing for the last two hours.” Me: “An error message?” Client: “No, just stars. It’s black and moving stars.” Me: “…Do you see your mouse next to your keyboard?” Client: “Yes.”
Me: “Move it for me.” Client: “Move it?” Me: “Yes. Move it.” Client: “My e-mail!”
This post gave me a fucking ulcer.
You meet people like this at the library. People who have been coming in every day for YEARS to use the computers and monopolize your time with conversations like this, that seem to go out of their way to avoid listening to anything you try to teach them because they’d rather you just do it for them.
So one day, this tiny, frail little woman comes to the desk with a huge folder of papers under her arm. She says “I need to use one of the computers,” and I’m like “alright, I’ll set you up with a guest account.”
And then she says “I’ll also need you to show me how to use a computer. I’m 97 years old and I’ve never even touched one before, but I need to file my health information and they told me I needed to do it using this,” and she holds out a little scrap of paper with a url scrawled on it in a shaky hand.
And I’m just mentally like ‘oh no,’ but I say of course I can help her. So I sit her down and sign her in, and she stops me to ask basically what the mouse is, and I explain it, but I’m just thinking that this is going to take a million years. But I start doing a quick and dirty run down of the parts of the computer, the programs, the desktop, what a url is and what the Internet is, what a search engine is, what websites are, and so on.
She doesn’t interrupt or ask any questions or anything, and then I’m like ‘okay let’s go to this url’ and it’s an interactive, multi-page form that she needs to put all that info in her folder into and submit, and I’m just terrified as I’m explaining it that I’m going to spend all day with this woman.
But she’s just like “alright. I think I’ve got it.” And she must have had a secretary job back in the typewriter days, because she just *whips* through the first page of the form and submits and goes on to the next, and tells me she’ll find me if she needs me.
She came over once to tell me she needed an email address and wanted to know how to set one up - I told her about her options and she picked Gmail and went back to the computer and set it up all by herself, and got her information all filed properly in about an hour and a half – and she’d NEVER used a computer before in her LIFE.
When she was done, she came over to ask me how to turn it off and I showed her and she thanked me for being so patient, and I told her quite honestly that I’d NEVER seen a novice adult pick up using a computer so fast.
And she said “oh, but it’s so simple! And so useful! My grandkids made it sound so difficult, but I’m going to pick up my own computer tomorrow!”
And I think she must have, because I never saw her in the library again.
Anyway I hope I’m that quick when I’m 97.
^ thank you for sharing this very positive experience because the experience from OP really gave me a headache. it was nice to end on a positive note.. gives hope
If I could offer a young person advice about anything it would be do NOT make life decisions based on your boyfriend or girlfriend. Girls especially. Do NOT stay close to home for him, do not skip opportunities to travel or study abroad, do not pick a safe college to be with him. Expand your horizons. Broaden your own life. He is not the world.
I want everyone who disagrees with this post to come back to me in a couple years and tell me how that shit worked out.
Note: if your relationship can’t survive a semester or a year apart, it’s probably not going to survive the rest of your life.
Also, if your SO can’t be supportive of your education/career goals, they’re probably not the right person for you.
guys you weren’t ugly 10 years ago you were just literal children
everyone in the notes asserting that children can be ugly, i know u think you’re being cute but you’re really not. like what the fuck is wrong with you? it’s nothing short of heinous to assign (often sexualized, always bigoted) standards of beauty to fucking kids, especially young girls, who should be focused on literally growing up. i’m not laughing
Also hot take but teenagers aren’t supposed to be “beautiful”. That’s when you’re developing and getting acne and your voice is cracking and shit. The fact that we think teenagers are supposed to be pretty is a product of pedophilia and toxic instagram/makeup culture. You’re supposed to look kinda like an awkward second-evolution-stage pokemon at that point, and we never should have put so much pressure on teenagers.
i wasn’t supposed to “beautiful” when i was twelve, i was fucking 12 when i was 12
A young boy, the protagonist, doesn’t want to be protected by plot armor anymore.
black and asian vikings 100% definitely existed (also, saami vikings)
you know how far you can get into eurasia and africa by sailing up rivers from the baltic and mediterranean seas? pretty fucking far, and that’s what vikings liked to do to trade
then, you know, people are people, so love happens, business happens, and so ppl get married and take spouses back home to the frozen hellscape that is scandinavia (upon which i’m guessing the horrorstruck new spouses went “WHAT THE FUCK??? FUCKING GIVE ME YOUR JACKET???????”)
and sometimes vikings bought thralls and brought them home as well, and i mean, when your indentured service is up after however many years and you’re a free person again, maaaaaaaaaaaaybe it’s a bit hard to get all the way home across the continent, so you make the best out of the situation and you probably get married and raise a gaggle kids
so yeah
viking kingdoms/communities were not uniformly pure white aryan fantasy paradises, so pls stop using my cultural history and ethnic background to excuse your racist discomfort with black ppl playing heimdall and valkyrie
Also we KNOW they got to Asia and Africa.
Why?
Because Asians, Africans, and Vikings TOLD US SO.
Also, we know there was significant mercantile trade between Scandinavia and parts of Pakistan, Afghanistan, Northern India, Kashmir, North and Eastern Africa because there is evidence in burial sites.
Check that out: the goods Vikings and Scandinavians were getting from their trade with the rest of the world was so important they buried themselves with it, as part of their treasure hordes.
We KNOW this.
There’s a reason you can still see many of the trade routes from the ancient world etched into the very earth.
Plus, we know that some Scandinavian cultures that participated in Viking raids had established minority communities of ethnically Mongolian folks living among them during the periods when such raids were common, and it’s difficult to credit that none of them would have signed on.
Islamic Ring in Viking Grave
Vikings in Persia
Black Vikings
Vikings in North Africa
Buddha statue in Viking hoard
Vikings brought Native American woman to Europe
Unflattering texts in Arabic about Vikings
Original text by Ahmad ibn-Fadlan
More about the Islamic World and Vikings (some Vikings converted to Islam! sort of sketchy site tho)
Viking technology came from Afghanistan
More on trade route determination via metallurgy
… is that enough? :)
Yet another on the pile of reasons why it monumentally honks me off when pusillanimous, pseudointellectual white supremacist scum try to use Scandinavian culture as a crutch for their arguments and act like Norse mythology agrees with their biases. No it fucking doesn’t, bitch. Odin would personally kick you in the dick for being a witless coward and then send your ass to the Realm of the Dishonored Dead.
I don’t usually reblog stuff, but this thread makes me so happy. See, I love the Viking aesthetic – I love the fusion of organic and geometric in its designs, I love the natural colors, the complexity of textures you get from juxtaposing metal/leather/cloth/fur–
–and I hate how the entire subculture has been so thoroughly co-opted by white supremacists. To the point where I, a person who likes viking stuff, am deeply and immediately suspect of anyone else who likes viking stuff, guilty until proven innocent, cuz that’s what the odds are these days.
Anyway.
As far as I’m concerned, anyone can be a viking, and thus I am so, so pleased to find that the historical record backs me up.
(And amused that Arab intellectual Ahmad ibn Fadlan was so thirsty for vikings.)
reclaim vikings from racists 2kForever
Thank, I thought I was gonna have to add some things, but I’m pretty satisfied. Atleast one Roman dude I know of has been dug out of a viking grave being buried with stuff that both labelled him clearly as of roman ancestry, aswell as integrated into viking life. Muslim coins were found in Sweden. Just. Lots. There’s so much proof of actual logical and interesting stuff. Imagine a society that shut out every other cultural infuence and remain uhhh… “pure”? How boring?? How unrealistic??
“no one likes to be around an eeyore”
excuse me eeyore had TONS OF FRIENDS, your statement is patently untrue according to WINNIE THE POOH CANON
The whole point of Eeyore’s character was that despite his depression, he had tons of friends and was always included in their lives.
THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT.
dealing with people who are spacing out
DON’T: -hit them -yell at them -wave in their face in excess
DO: -say their name once or twice -tap them gently and if they don’t respond, -wait patiently for them to snap back into reality
this still applies yo
Yes, thank you.
Sometimes I zone out due to boredom or whatever, but there are a lot of times where my zoning is because something has seriously bothered me and I need a minute. A lot of times, it’s something no one else will notice.
A startling noise, a certain type of noise, recognizing a certain line or way of speaking that prompts bad memories, little topics that mean something different to me (st Patrick’s day and bowling are sensitive to me, but without explaining the memories tied to them, no one would ever guess I zoned out when they asked if I wanted to go bowling because it reminded me of something terrible)— a milltiok things could cause t without anyone ever knowing. When it’s something serious, being touched out of nowhere can really scare me and being berated over and over “ALEX! ALEXX!1! AAAAALEX” can make my blood pressure go through the rough with fear and anger
Please be kind and considerate
Very Good Trope: Civillian is told “ stay in the car” while hero goes to confront villain. Hero gets in over head and all seems disaster. Civillian crashes car into villain.
Me, watching: ohhohoho! But they stayed in the car! Yesss, this is very good!
I know we’re all pretty down rn so here, have some cute pics of svalbard reindeer
it’s the smallest subspecies of reindeer on the planet and it loves you
the svalbard reindeer is also the northernmost herbivore in the world, and during winter they survive an average of −16°C (3°F) weather
look at those small fluffy ears and kind eyes, the reindeer is cheering you all on to stay strong in these trying times
just like the arctic winter, this too shall pass
the svaldbard reindeer proves that even under the most extreme of circumstances, life finds a way. so please, please keep on fighting
Common Phrases Correctly
Oh thank the gods
You could always nip it in the butt too if that makes you happy.
I hate it when you’re reading smut and you can’t figure out what position they’re in.
sometimes it just ends up being something like
ITS BACK
Y’ALL NEED JESUS
Please stop reblogging this post
This post made my water break
In honor of my daughter’s first birthday next week, I’m sharing the post that made me laugh so hard that it broke my water.
WHAT
I think one of the reasons why Achievement Hunter has my complete heart is cause they’re all the opposite of what you’d expect from them. Like I’ve shown my friends the video of Ryan literally flexing out of zip ties only to tell them that he has a college degree in theatre and that he used to be a model. Or how I can show people a picture of Jeremy and how he’s built like a fucking tank only to inform people that this man is only 5’4” and used to do gymnastics. Or how Gavin looks and acts like a complete idiot but then you turn around and he’s a scientist on Slow Mo Guys. Or how you’d expect Geoff to be so completely punk that he won’t show fear but he’s one of the biggest scaredy cats out of everyone. Michael looks like the type of dude who you wouldn’t want to meet in a back alley but he’s actually a giant sweetheart who hates when his coworkers make a mess and absolutely adores his daughter. Trevor seems like someone who’d be the voice of reason but he’s honestly just as destructive as everyone else even though he has a college degree in aerospace engineering. I just love Achievement Hunter and how they break they completely contradict the standards already set for them.
This group of idiots has my heart and I love them all so much and I really just want them to know I appreciate everything they do cause when I think about them they make me incredibly happy and proud .
ATTENTION! THIS IS IMPORTANT!
PLEASE BE AWARE! DO NOT BUY THIS DEODORANT! IT IS BAD!
This happened to my friend, she had an allergic reaction. It is undiluted and bad for your skin! Please reblog to bring awareness to this so no one else has to deal with it. PLEASE BE CAREFUL!
psa
no one fucking tells you this so here it is:
when signing out forms to apply for disability / filling out a form for diagnosis
you’re supposed to fill it out as you on your worst days
like, I filled out forms that said I could do most things usually
like, my doctor added in the conditions like “yeah, they can feed themselves when not stressed” “they can do this when not stressed”
but how I should have filled it out was more like
“some days I can’t feed myself” “some days I can’t leave the house”
My doctor didn’t even know this, but I talked to someone who had worked with people with both developmental and intellectual disabilities for a number of years, and she told me to write down how it is for your bad days
this should be a thing they tell you, but it isn’t
part of the reason I didn’t get my autism diagnosis as soon as I should have is because I filled out forms wrong!
This also goes for filling out forms for disabled parking rights. I’ve been rejected multiple times for a pass cause I didn’t find this out till recently.
Also you’re generally supposed to fill it out as you are without help.
That throws me too. Because the more help I get, the more capable I get. It’s easy to forget what happens when the help falls away even partially let alone completely.
Calvin and Hobbes still relevant 25 years later.
