The name's Winter. 29yo Canadian Genderqueer writer. I blog about Tabletop RPGs, strange fiction, my experiences with mental illness and anything else that strikes my fancy. They/Them pronouns please. Things it's pretty much always okay to send me an ask or a message about: Cute dogs (especially labrador retrievers), questions or comments regarding tabletop RPGs (either the ones I play, the ones I write, the ones you think are just nifty, or the hobby in general), my posts regarding mental illness, and literary criticism concerning genre fiction. I can't promise I'll always reply, but if I don't, it means I've run out of social energy, not that I didn't appreciate hearing from you. If you'd like me to tag anything, please let me know.
“So let me get this straight. We’re here to rescue a princess.”
“That’s right.”
“At the request of a princess.”
“Right again.”
“And you, who will be leading the expedition, are also a princess.”
“You’re very perceptive.”
“How big is your royal family, again?“
“We don’t have one.”
“But–“
“We overthrew our monarchy centuries ago, but we kept most of the titles around. The rank of ‘princess’ is held by the directors in charge of various civil service branches.“
“Huh. And the princess we’re rescuing today is in charge of…?”
“Public sanitation.”
“The Lord of Death’s Dominion kidnapped your public sanitation director?”
cashier: I’m sorry it’s going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I’m going to kill you.
cashier: I’m sorry it’s going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I’m sorry I’m here.
Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to "whoever is in charge". She's going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen.
So I walk past the woman and put money in teen's tip jar. Haven't even gotten ice cream yet.
Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar.
The teen smiles at me. The woman can't think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I'm looking at her dead in the eye like "atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes."
As far as I understand things, one of the reasons that Boomers seem much more likely complain about service at fast-food or retail places is that, when they were younger, the service actually was better.
Not because people nowadays have poor work ethic or whatever, but because for the last decade or two, minimum wage employers have been following a trend of squeezing work hours to the absolute minimum. “Bring in half as many people and make them work twice as hard” kind of stuff. Of course, business owners have been doing something like that since forever, but with the aid of automation technology and algorithms designed to predict the minimum number of necessary labor hours for a given shift down to the minute, well, shit gets worse.
This doesn’t excuse anyone being rude to minimum wage workers, of course. Cases like the Dairy Queen example above are basically just assholes, and they’re nothing new. For a lot of the more moderate examples of angry boomer customer rage, though, I strongly suspect it’s a case of people feeling peeved at not receiving what they expect in terms of service, and taking it out on the people right in front of them rather than the ones responsible.
Desire paths are just the best human invention because cities will spend millions on sidewalks and yet. Our little foraging brains will think ‘too far cut thru grass for food’ and others will be like ‘other human have good idea. I follow’ until there’s a beaten path when there’s perfectly acceptable sidewalks to either side
these are called “olifantenpaadjes” in dutch (little elephant paths) (remember this for later it’s important) and there’s a whole facebook page dedicated to it, where people can send in pictures of these “elephant paths” all across the country and they get rated with stars.
apparently, a city renovated its park, and ended up putting a tree branch over a beloved path:
of course, this meant the path had become unusable, which is an utter tragedy, so an anonymous citizen did the rational thing and got up in the middle of the night, went to the park, and cut the branch in half using a chainsaw.
so like.. this citizen should probably get arrested for destruction of public property right???
nah. the city just thought it was funny and even made a joke about it when the renovated park got-re opened. the only thing to come out of it was this photo, posted by a local news site:
and that’s the story of how dutch people really, really, really love their little elephant paths.
The correct design solution is to take these paths. And then put a more formal paved path down. This prevents grass damage. And makes a more usable path
I sing of arms and the man who first from the shores of Troy, exiled by fate came to Italy and Lavinian shores, with a really unnaturally large dick, here look at these pills they’ll change your life.
After a refurbishment lasting from October to March, the York Street department store of Gloucester & Bros. will open on June 1st. Advertising fliers are appearing in mailboxes everywhere…
Now is the winter of our discontent
Made glorious summer by this sun of York;
And all the clouds that lour’d upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our lowest prices cut again;
Our special value items made more special yet;
And in the special sale on Thursday of next week,
Will be reductions wond’rous to behold.
Soft-furnished chairs reduced by more than half!
And now, instead of paying when they leave,
As would have happened in the older store,
Our customers may take advantage, if they wish,
Of discount cards for later charge.
There’s more! Our Children’s Section offers two for one,
And in our Pets and Livestock you will find
The cost of horses less than you expect.
Bulk purchase in our fine wine-shop is better yet,
Tower-brand Malmesey by the butt is best of all.
There are so many things that we could tout,
But why not visit us in person and find out?
Remember, shoppers, now you’ve read this post
That those who get here first will save the most!
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If some of the biggest theatre companies in Japan can regularly released multi-shot DVDs of their live shows, including special features with the understudy performances of certain scenes, then I don’t see how Broadway can’t manage it.
Okay first off, all the world is a stage, but I don’t see anyone saying we shouldn’t film the Superbowl or world cup. State of the Union addresses? Tragic (or comedic, or both) but we still have them streamed and on the news. A kids’ first day at school or first birthday party? Nobody’s saying that shouldn’t be on a home video or phone camera, even if it is fleeting, right? How dare you send pictures of your child or your pet or yourself to your family, huh?
Yeah, it’s bullshirt to say that Broadway shouldn’t be recorded. If you ever had the chance to make a DVD of the first showing of Hamlet or anything else at the Globe Theater without disrupting the play, would you shrug and go “ah, the ephemeral nature of the theatre” or would you get a whole film crew in there? We make kids read and reenact scripts from what, half a millennium ago as a prereq for high school graduation, but heaven forbid we ever document Daveed Diggs or Philippa Soo performing on the opening night of Hamilton
Do the “theatre must be live” crowd not get that plenty of people would rather experience something in sub-optimal circumstances rather than not experience it at all?
I feel like the hostility against recording Broadway shows has little to do with quality, and more to do with exclusivity. Generally speaking, I find that whenever you run into arguments about how nobody has a right to be able to access all of X Experience, you’ve found someone defending exclusivity, because the argument in question doesn’t really address the actual issue.
Nobody’s claiming that they have an innate right to be able to see any given broadway show. What they’re saying is that it would be better if more people could see more shows. The people against this try to turn it into an issue of rights because the alternative is basically just arguing that no, it’s better if fewer people can have the good experiences, and valuing unnecessary exclusivity over other peoples’ enjoyment marks you as an asshole.
Software Creations: *in the middle of development for Solstice* Okay so we need an intro theme to set the mood. Something folky, like medieval times. Think you can try your hand at that?
Tim Fucking Follin: Yeah I got ya, check this out.
Software Creations: *barely seconds in* Ohhh yes finally, something that isn’t an overwhelming banger. You done good, Mr. Follin.