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currently rewatching gemini and crying over how replicarter can’t kill jack until fifth forced her to bc she has all of the real carter’s memories and feelings including the feelings she has for jack and she’s never actually met him but she’s also known him for seven years and loves him so much it hurts i am so unwell💔😭
Teal'c: "Do not worry, I have a few knives up my sleeve."
Jack: "I think you mean cards."
Teal'c, pulling knives out of his sleeves: "I do not."
Happy 29th Birthday SG-1!!!
BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT HER. A LOT MORE THAN I'M SUPPOSED TO.
man i love cj cregg and the fact she always has to perform being fine because she's the most public facing person in the white house senior staff. and not only is she public facing, she interacts with reporters who are going to throw questions at her and dissect what she has to say and what her reactions to their information are. not to mention the fact she interacts with these reporters isolates her in more ways than one. the others have mostly stopped leaving her out of the loop, but in high stress moments like after rosslyn or the MS reveal, she's the one who has to chat with the press while everyone else processes it together. she has to keep her cool and piece together the strategy. i know this isn't the world's most original observation about her but oh cj cregg and the way you're able to spin that you're okay. i want to put her under a microscope.
Stargate SG-1 | Teal’c and Jonas in 6.14 “Smoke and Mirrors,” Teal’c and Daniel in 2.21 “1969”
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I was talking to my husband the other day and, as a random example of a boring topic that nobody at a party would want to hear about, I happened to come up with, “The history of wheelbarrows.”
But then my husband and I got curious and decided to look up the history of wheelbarrows, and we both thought it was surprisingly interesting.
The very next day, we were visiting a thrift store with family and my sister spotted a toy wheelbarrow for her son, and my husband said, “Did you know that Jesus was older than wheelbarrows? They weren’t invented until around 100 CE.”
This is why curious people are my favorite type of people. No topic is really that boring when you look into it. And everything is more interesting when you talk about it with someone you love.
the thing about Tangled is that this is a story geared towards little girls (even if it's "fun for the whole family," it's a disney princess movie, it's geared towards little girls), and it says, "here is a girl who is naive and doesn't know anything about the 'Real World' or how to navigate it safely and correctly. now pay close attention: the good guys are the ones who help her grow and explore new things while still respecting her own perspective and feelings, not making her feel stupid. the bad guys are the ones who tell her that she is too weak/immature/naive to do the things she wants to do, because she is fragile and needs protecting." and I watched this when I was nine years old and it resonated deep in a part of me that I couldn't articulate with words yet.
So my parents are on vacation for a couple of weeks, which means that I am going up (literally up, they live just up the hill like a block from us) once a day to look after their cats.
They have 2 cats. Both very raggedy and now elderly former feral boys, both gingers. There is not a single braincell between the pair of them.
Wash (full government name Washburn) thinks all humans are friend shaped. Sherpa (Full name Stop Climbing That Get Down From There What Are You A Sherpa) is terrified of every human on the planet except my parents.
So, whenever I go up and let myself in, I hear the scrabble of claws on the hardwood floor. Wash then runs full speed into my shins demanding attention, and Sherpa ramps off the whatever he was perched on, a wall, another wall, and scrambles up the stairs to hide under the bed upstairs. Note that he has seen me regularly for 9 years now.
My mom texted me the other day to ask 'Did u see both of them'
Me; 'Wash is clinging to my pants and refusing to let me leave and Sherpa was on top of the fridge again somehow. He's upstairs hiding now.'
Mom; 'that cat is 14 years old HOW IS HE STILL CLIMBING THE FRIDGE HE KNOWS HE IS NOT ALLOWED UP THERE. ANARCHY AS SOON AS WE LEAVE UGH'
Today a woman pulled through drive thru. After examining the menu, she asked, "What's the difference between the blended version and the iced version of that drink?"
My barista on the headset tried. "Uh...one's blended and one's...not."
A note of impatience. "But how are they different?"
My barista turned to look at me.
I switched on my mic. "The blended version is more like sweet treat milkshake vibes and the iced version is better if you're looking for a caffeinated going to work moment."
And somehow it was the correct answer.
Half of my job is responding to nonsense with nonsense and I think it's truly beautiful that that's communication.
It is so ridiculously easy to gain a reputation for being competent by just reading signs.
This is not metaphorical. I mean actual, literal pieces of paper/plastic/metal/whatever explicitly erected to inform the public.
“How did you know this was the right trail?” I read the sign.
“Wow, how did you know what that flower is?” There’s a SIGN.
“How did you know we needed to use the side door?” THERE IS A SIGN POSTED ON THE FRONT DOOR.
Just…why are we having such different experiences of the world? People can read. I KNOW they can read. There’s nothing wrong with their vision.
Just. READ. THE. GOD. DAMN. SIGN.
This also applies to:
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Also, please do not listen to how people talk about cover letters on this site. Cover letters are important, and in many industries you can be damn sure they'll be read. And no, they're not 'fanfic about working in your office', or just re-stating the resume contents in a fancier guise. If you treat them like that, then of course they're not doing much for you. That makes you sound like a syncophantic windbag, and it's not doing anything else to help.
I was trained in the dark arts of the cover letter by my mother, who is a hiring manager. And her training has paid off: I've been consistently told my cover letters are excellent. Let me pass on the wisdom.
The job of a cover letter is to give a prospective employer strictly more information than is on the resume. This is where you take the resume contents and put them into context. You look at the job requirements (you are looking at the job requirements before applying, right?) and look at your resume and ask the question (in your head) "why would a person think this candidate would be good for this job?" and your cover letter is the answer to that question. If you don't answer that question, the hiring manager is going to have to do it themselves, and you have way more information to work with than they do.
This is especially important if you're moving from one industry to another, because then the relevant connections aren't obvious. It's also very important if you're overqualified, because then you can use the letter to say "I know it looks like this job would be too entry-level for me, but I'm interested to pursue it for reasons x, y, and z". You can also use this space to explain away something that might otherwise be disqualifying, like job-hopping or a long break in employment. The tone to strike here is always matter-of-fact and constrained to topic - don't go into detail about health stuff or personal tragedy, just tell them what they need to hear: that this period of your resume was affected by [bad thing] but that it's now in the past and you're looking forward to the next chapter. Remember, one of the things they're trying to learn is whether you'd be content in this role, or whether you'd be miserable and leave after 2 months, which would force them to do all the work of hiring again. You're trying to establish that you will fit right in and not cause problems. Knowing what drew you to this job in particular (and don't just say 'money', that's true for everyone) helps with that.
And the other mistake? Everyone writes cover letters that are too long. One page is fine. Two is the absolute maximum, and that's if you have a lot of specific things to say. It's a waste of your time and theirs to pad it out with fluff. Of my two most recent successful cover letters (i.e. jobs for which I was interviewed) one was 390 words and the other was 550. That's the length of this post. How long did it take me to write this post? About 15 minutes to write, 5 to proof and edit. That's how long you should be spending on a cover letter, maximum.
My parents have one of those ring cameras. This means, even when they are in New Mexico, dad gets a notification on his phone when someone wanders in front of it. Unlike many people, they have it set up in their yard as a wildlife watching camera, to watch the squirrels and birds and foxes and deer who wander up to the feeding stations and salt block.
This means, when I was up there today after looking after their cats, I got a baffled call from my father.
"honey". He said. "Why are you picking up sticks in the yard. Like go ahead but why."
Mom, in the background, as if this should explain everything; I told you sweetie it's the birch trees.
Dad; ......okay???
Mom; she probably wants them for dye.
Me; birch bark and twigs, dad. For dye.
Dad, sounding no less confused; my god you really just are your mother but younger
Mom, in the background; TEXT ME PHOTOS OF THE RESULTS HONEY
Everyone: Agatha Christie's mysteries are generally very surprising
Me reading the Mysterious Affair at Styles: That was probably very true when they were written, but there's a whole genre based on her work now. It's probably more predictable to those of us who have experienced so many derivatives of her work in the hands of other authors.
Me finishing the Mysterious Affair At Styles: Oh hot damn. Those were literally the only candidates I didn't suspect even once in the entire book.
“Dad, the spouse and I both have meetings at nine, could you take the lead on child supervision? Play some legos, watch some YouTube, maybe describe the uses of some of your tools?”
“Sure!” my dad said. “YouTube or Legos, right?”
Fifteen minutes later I’m arguing a point of nonprofit law on the deck and I look over to see my child holding a propane torch and my dad carefully explaining which plants are weeds growing between pavers that the child can set on fire and which ones are there on purpose.
