Dave

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Not just country music, but BAD country music sung by someone who is largely tone deaf. Does not make for a good introduction to the genre.
 
In the same series of workshops, this time we talked about personality traits. Which, of course, to no-one's surprise, leads into the Meyers-Briggs style test.
I KNOW I used to score INTP or ISTP on this sort of tests, from back in college, and when I started my first job, and all that. Now? ESFJ - the exact opposite. Yet the description still rings true in many ways. Yah, I've changed over the years, but this much? On traits that are supposed to be fairly static? huh.
 

Cajungal

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OH MY GOD I remember that! I took one of those tests during a creative thinking camp when I was in middle school!

"Okay, kids are you ready to get creative??? The first thing we're going to do is put you in these boxes..."

What can I say? Sometimes people really crave labels. I have a friend who eats that up. She has a personality color, number, Meyers Briggs profile, she knows her "love language," believes her astrological sign means something... and a dozen other things I've barely heard about.
 
OH MY GOD I remember that! I took one of those tests during a creative thinking camp when I was in middle school!

"Okay, kids are you ready to get creative??? The first thing we're going to do is put you in these boxes..."

What can I say? Sometimes people really crave labels. I have a friend who eats that up. She has a personality color, number, Meyers Briggs profile, she knows her "love language," believes her astrological sign means something... and a dozen other things I've barely heard about.
Oh, man, this bullshit. Buckle up for an odd and meandering story.

Saturday, I spent the day with a "friend" from college. I put friend in quotes because it's complicated. When I was younger, I probably would have considered it friendzoning or some bullshit like that, but she sent legitimately mixed messages. Like one time I drove to Rockland Co, NY, to see her (about 90 miles each way, which I know is nothing in Texas or flyover country but in New York and New Jersey it's quite a schlepp) and spent a lot of the day making out while watching movies. After eating her out for about the first half of the extended version of Fellowship of the Rings, I needed some relief of my own, so I asked if she would maybe return the favor, and she said, "No, I don't like you like that."

But I digress.

Anyway, so I haven't seen her for a couple years. I spent Saturday with her because she turned 40 a few months ago and I'll be turning 40 soon so we were kind of reminiscing. Lunch, coffee at Starbucks, movies (Ant-man and the Wasp), dinner, got lost trying to find the minigolf place because I said "left" instead of "right" so we drove around Forks, Tatamy, Northwood, and Nazareth for like 20 minutes until we got back to the right intersection and made the correct turn. After minigolf she wanted to get ice cream, we're eating ice cream, and she goes, "It's too bad you're pretty much doomed by your star chart. Half of your aspects are in Virgo and Saturn."

Doomed. Out of fucking nowhere.

Of course then she started going on about all the Wiccan and Pagan people she's been spending time with and how she, and I am quoting directly, "spent a year going through the Underworld", and I was like, "Riiiiiight."
 
The Calgary Stampeders are leading the league with a 6-0 record and a five game winning streak.

I think my sports broadcaster just got Ron Burgandied.
 

Cajungal

Staff member
Oh, man, this bullshit. Buckle up for an odd and meandering story.

Saturday, I spent the day with a "friend" from college. I put friend in quotes because it's complicated. When I was younger, I probably would have considered it friendzoning or some bullshit like that, but she sent legitimately mixed messages. Like one time I drove to Rockland Co, NY, to see her (about 90 miles each way, which I know is nothing in Texas or flyover country but in New York and New Jersey it's quite a schlepp) and spent a lot of the day making out while watching movies. After eating her out for about the first half of the extended version of Fellowship of the Rings, I needed some relief of my own, so I asked if she would maybe return the favor, and she said, "No, I don't like you like that."

But I digress.

Anyway, so I haven't seen her for a couple years. I spent Saturday with her because she turned 40 a few months ago and I'll be turning 40 soon so we were kind of reminiscing. Lunch, coffee at Starbucks, movies (Ant-man and the Wasp), dinner, got lost trying to find the minigolf place because I said "left" instead of "right" so we drove around Forks, Tatamy, Northwood, and Nazareth for like 20 minutes until we got back to the right intersection and made the correct turn. After minigolf she wanted to get ice cream, we're eating ice cream, and she goes, "It's too bad you're pretty much doomed by your star chart. Half of your aspects are in Virgo and Saturn."

Doomed. Out of fucking nowhere.

Of course then she started going on about all the Wiccan and Pagan people she's been spending time with and how she, and I am quoting directly, "spent a year going through the Underworld", and I was like, "Riiiiiight."
Doomed, right off the bat, huh? So astrology people are like the Calvinists of kooks?
 
...drove around Forks, Tatamy, Northwood, and Nazareth for like 20 minutes until we got back to the right intersection and made the correct turn.
Ok, this alone would earn you a hug.

But seriously, are you sure she's around 40? Because that "doomed" nonsense is something I'd expect out of a very naive college student.
 
We met in college in 1996. I'm pretty sure. On the other hand, she hasn't really grown or changed as a person since then, so...
 
Doomed, right off the bat, huh? So astrology people are like the Calvinists of kooks?
Astrology people, I don't know or can't say about all of them. Her? Yeah, she's a fucking kook.

Another friend (who isn't yet 30) heard the story and ran my birth chart or whatever it's called to see for herself. This was apparently the result.

 
Astrology people, I don't know or can't say about all of them. Her? Yeah, she's a fucking kook.

Another friend (who isn't yet 30) heard the story and ran my birth chart or whatever it's called to see for herself. This was apparently the result.

Edited: What the crap is this supposed to mean?
 
We're doing subtitle translations for a client. The video to be subtitled has some very nice background music. The background music is punctuated by a voice stating the name of the site where the music was downloaded from. Presumably this music is supposed to be a sample, and if you like it, then you buy it from the site, and they'll give you a copy without the aural watermarks.

From everything the client's told us and the timetable they've set, we've every reason to believe this is the final version of the video. The translated subtitles will be applied using the video player software's subtitle feature. So... yeah. This client is about to release a major marketing video that has a ghostly voice saying the name of a completely different organization every five seconds.
 
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