Next you’ll be telling me that “So, how often do you flick the bean?” is not a great pickup line.

I’m getting a sort of buffer underrun when doing routine so I’ll always try and make trivial tasks or busywork faster, more efficient, or superfluous through process design. When I cannot do that, I’ll listen to music or podcasts, that helps somewhat.
The main drawback of this condition is that many employers think I simply “like to work” and bury me in even more busywork.

I’m certain my productivity at work dropped significantly because of this fucking upgrade. It’s slow as molasses, at times unstable and 50% of the time I send the laptop to “hibernate,” both it and me wake up to yet another update cycle, meaning it did a completely unwanted hard restart and my unsaved work has been lost without a warning. Crazy my company is paying for that shit.

I used to be active on one of my country’s most popular forums, if ranked by daily visits. Self-help Q&A style. Apart from me, there were pretty much only three users contributing about 90% of the content. One of them being the only mod. It took me years to figure out, from the timing and the writing style of the posts, that this mod also poses nearly all of the questions and gives all of the first answers too, using a new single-use sock puppet each time.
At the start of this year, it devolved into plain attention whoring and it was really sad, so I left.

Wanna feel even more depressed? Nearly ¼ of the 21^st century is already over.

I remember ice-skating every winter as a kid. Rivers were frozen over solid, too. Sometimes, there were two separate layers of ice on top of each other, each being several cm thick. It kind of went away in the late 90s. I guess everybody just thought the ice and snow would return someday. Now even snow has gotten really, really rare where I live.

That Absolute, see also here, is something nefarious, possibly used for industrial espionage. My company is a client and using one of its IP addresses, I could see documentation that was quite concerning. In the background, it checks all of your files for anything that looks like a password, a social security number or a credit card number, then uploads these files to some server to protect them… What’s really weird is that I cannot access the same information from an outside IP address, but here’s a review, corroborating parts of it. Make of it what you will!

I was gifted the cheapest and most disgusting sweets money can buy. They looked like they came from the black market. Threw almost all of them away the next day. No other gifts.
Then, I was taken to a restaurant which served some truly disgusting food. To be fair, it had recently changed ownership and used to be decent up to that point.
And that was it for the day. I probably wouldn’t have minded too much, if it hadn’t been a milestone birthday.

Middle manager.
At least in my current job. There are nice AND useful ones out there, but in my dept., there’s positively neither.

Does anybody else also have a “bouncing tennis ball” upstairs neighbor, or is it just me?

Wulle wu kuschee awek mwa?

Hubert Schwarz famously cycled around the world… twice. IIRC, the first time at 40 and then again at 46. Previously, at age 35, he completed all of the - then five - world’s Ironman competitions in a single year.

Somewhere I’ve read that it takes at least 45 minutes to mentally detach from work. For me, that usually just means having different thoughts, but to stop all thoughts, I’ll have to exercise my body rather furiously.

Right? Way too often, I see some really interesting comments sitting at 0 or -1, and some still somewhat interesting and/ or arguably good-faith comments have something like -50 because they go against the current direction of the herd. I usually upvote at least the former, but for the latter, it’s not going to matter much, unfortunately.
Furthermore, some mods get way too personally invested and take an obvious disliking to you so everything you contribute will be pushed to the bottom of the stack anyways.

Wie Sie sehen, sehen Sie nichts.

My hair-thinning had gotten really bad, plus a wealth of other health issues. It was only when I realized that I had been taking high-dosed tranquilizers every day, starting in the morning, that I could admit to myself that I had a stress problem. On top of my objectively ridiculous workload, I started interviewing, and it took a long, very painful year to find a new job that was better in every way. And wouldn’t you know, within a year, my hair grew back so thick that I could hardly run a comb through it even when it was short and wet. It took a few more years for most of my other, stress-related issues to abate, though.
And to counteract some of the negativity in this thread, some people positively don’t seem to age, especially those regularly working out. I’ve known men and women that looked exactly the same over 20, even 30 years.
TLDR: Work out for fun, and don’t ever get salaried.

Some drink to remember, some drink to forget.
Especially after the Euro 2024.