Requirement for class... responding to Facebook. Dear gods. I'm old.Oh ffs. Requirement for an assignment had us responding to a Facebook page for a book. Of course, the teacher couldn't find my posts so now I have a zero for that assignment. Christ almighty, I knew this would happen. Emails away.
Loved Hugh Jackman in that.Which, of course, means that every time you step into one, you are killed and a clone of you is created at your destination.
And it didn't require your teacher to sift through a months worth of posts to find if you responded to anything I imagine.In the defense of facebook, I was in a group project once where one of my partners cheated and facebook posts were the only way I was able to prove it was him and not me.
Mmmm.... Cardassian voles.I know there's no shunning. I once heard that the doomies are die-hard trekkers, anyway. Something about those sexy Cardassian voles, I think.
I had a similar experience with shrimp when I was 17. One day I can eat shellfish, the next my throat swells up and I feel woozy. It's not fun at all.Hylian
I feel ya man, finding out your allergic to something is never a good day. You know what I love? Crab meat. You know what I'm allergic to? CRAB MEAT! And the day I discovered that...not the best day.
Anonymity on the internet makes small little pissers into giant douchebag fucktards. It's a fact.What the fuck is wrong with this world?
Damn straight. First time I found I was allergic to crestaceans, my eyes got all puffy and hurty. I was twelve at the time. It was horrifying. And then I puked.I had a similar experience with shrimp when I was 17. One day I can eat shellfish, the next my throat swells up and I feel woozy. It's not fun at all.
The problem is, it's hard to tell who's who, or which is which.Anonymity on the internet makes small little pissers into giant douchebag fucktards. It's a fact.
Well, it didn't work out. Fired his ass. Not for the porn and sleeping and the verbal abuse of his underlings, oh no. Nobody gave a rat's ass til he got new tires for his boat trailer and paid for them in advertising trade. Then, suddenly, it was a big frickin' deal.Wait, wait! He watched porn and slept all day? Where do I send my resume?
edit: How does this post need a spoiler?
Some of our hires make that guy look like employee of the year.[DOUBLEPOST=1360696397][/DOUBLEPOST]Was one of their hires this guy?
Oh absolutely. Just... you know.. hope you don't have a FAMILY to feed or anything.So you're saying there's a chance.
I have decided that henceforth an alternate meaning of the "needs spoiler" tag will be "TMiiiiIIIIiiiii...."edit: How does this post need a spoiler?
Yeah, but one of my bosses is so shameless he'll be sitting in my chair when I walk back into my office and he'll just say "hey what's your password?" GTFO MY CHAIR OLD MANIf your computer is password protected, and it should be if its part of any corporate network, then get in the habit of pressing the windows key and L at the same time when you leave your desk at all, and sign back in when you get back.
This locks your workstation so that it refers someone log in using your username and password to access it. It doesn't stop your programs or anything, it just makes sure the next person to use your computer has to login first.
In some industries, say automotive and aerospace, you a required to do this for security, since there are contractors and so forth in the same work area, and they should not have access to some company information.
Also prevents people from posting terrible, terrible things to your Facebook page, or playing various pranks on you.