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Other people at dance classes:
Me:
My community message board facebook group is getting the weirdos out in full force tonight
This reads like one half of a bot conversation and should be a meme Potential Employer: What can you bring to this position? This dude(/bot?): I’m a intricate diverse intellectual strong armed patriotic good doer samaritan citizen permanent resident with good banter sarcasm sense humour larrikin bachelor. Potential Employer: Wha...ok. What would you consider your weaknesses? This dude(/bot?): Because of my mental capacity mental and physical wellbeing goes inundated. Potential Employer: I think we’re done here This dude(/bot?): I don’t do self-loathing (I’m not a) passivist pacifist pessimist pathos saddest sadistic pervert sociopath unintellectual or satanist. Potential Employer: SECURITY
This just me when writing a resumè oooorr??:
My process:
Ask myself what I need to include.
Break up information into individual questions for me to answer.
Answer the question with whatever junk my brain spits out.
Make junk decent.
Try improve junk even further.
Have a breakdown.
It's not always effective...
I’m sad because when i was 14 i had a concept for a scifi romance novel where humans were extinct but brought back from fossils by the future-humans which were reptilian.
Then i saw Jurassic park for the first time and realised that my story idea was basically a reversed version of Jurassic park but with kissing instead of killing.
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I am so dumb.
So my apartment has one of those old dial thermostats: like the dial on the top of the wheel are the ones that can change and the ones on the bottom is what the temperature is in my place. I had the temperature I could change that one set at about 68, cause that’s what I had my air conditioning set at and the first half of October we had a much warmer fall than normal so I used the air a few times. Last weekend was the first time it dropped into the 40s, and I woke up Saturday and saw the temperature for what it is in my place had dropped to 65. And it was noticeably cold, and so I figured the heat wasn’t working. I waited until Monday to send a maintenance request, and then I felt guilty when I came home and realized just how much shit I had piled up in front of the living room and bedroom walls where the heating registers are, how much stuff was there. But I had a fancy new thermostat with digital numbers.
Although this one said the room temperature was 75 and I was like well can’t have that so I turned it down to 67 as I do.
And the maintenance guy texted me and asked if it was working and I said yes, but then it still felt cold and I wondered, is it working?
It had been 75 in my place the last day it reached 72 outside, and since then it had been dropping inside. I turned the thermostat up to 70 but still the heating registers felt cold.
I texted my mom I was worried the heat was still not on because I had told the guy it was working and I’d feel so stupid if I had to be like jk it’s not working…
My mom suggested turning it up a couple degrees and seeing if there was a difference. So I turned it from 70 to 72.
And I heard the ticking.
And the registers were warm.
And two words appeared on the thermostat screen: “heat on”.
I almost sent another maintenance request for them to come and find I had turned so low it didn’t recognize I wanted heat.
I am so dumb.