Older millennial nerd.
I prefer Edge at work. We can choose between that or Chrome, but add-ons are blocked and Edge syncs my bookmarks between computers automatically. I work IT, so jumping between computers is frequent. Edge isn’t horrible, it just isn’t great.
It takes money and know-how to create and maintain a real website, but Facebook is free and requires little knowledge of how websites work. Add the fact that many rural folks still don’t take the Internet seriously, and you get businesses that don’t realize that they’re neglecting a useful tool to help them gain and maintain customers.
What I said before was a little exaggerated. An example of the experience: this weekend I was looking to order lunch in an area that I don’t frequent. There was a sandwich shop that I had been meaning to try because people rave about it. I tried to call to place an order and the phone just rang. No voicemail, just ringing. I went looking for a website, thinking maybe they’re closed on Sundays (I hear the owner is religious) and I find nothing but Facebook. The latest post was from November saying something about the owner having broken his arm, so they’ll be closed until further notice. So I guess they’re closed?
I move onto another shop who does have a website, but it’s bare bones: just the name, address, phone number, and hours that are probably outdated. No menu. Their Facebook wasn’t any help. I had to Google to find pictures of the menu. I called them and ordered. If I wasn’t willing to take an extra couple of steps, I’d have to resort to Subway for a sandwich… no thanks.
The usual experience is like what happened with the second shop, sometimes with a menu, sometimes it’s up to date. No online ordering, no Doordash. Maybe they have a new customer form to fill out to get a call back for a quote, but don’t be surprised if they don’t call, because they don’t check those messages because they don’t take the Internet seriously. They’re great at their job, but suck at current forms of communication. If you want to support local businesses in a rural area, you call them or just show up. It’s like the 2000s out here.
You obviously don’t live in a rural area where almost all businesses do exactly this, minus the WhatsApp part. If I had that attitude, I’d only have Walmart and nobody should live like that.
I don’t have any examples of my own, but here is my favorite over explained joke from Scott Pilgrim vs The World.
Todd: Tell it to the cleaning lady on Monday.
Scott: What?
Todd: Because you’ll be dust by Monday… because you’ll be pulverized in two seconds. The cleaning lady? She cleans up… dust. She dusts.
Scott: So, what’s on Monday?
Todd: 'Cause… it’s Friday now, she’s got the weekends off, so… Monday, right?"
I’m so glad that I changed to Jellyfin. So much better.
I only lose my mind over advanced calculus. That’s some rough stuff.
For years I have said that y’all is the best thing to come out of the south.
“I hope you like lobster because I want to make you my Maine girl.”
Something about VerMOUNT.
“I’m glad I have a boat because I’m about to take you to rode Island.”
"Hi, I’m from Michigan. holds up hand and points to it with the other To be precise, here. I’d like to offer you a seat. To be precise, here. points to face.
“Girl, are you from the Midwest, because I love your cans, ass. (Kansas)”
At a meetup for technicians: “Are we in the Lonestar state because all I see is an amazing tech’s ass. (Texas)”
“Do you have a sister named Elsa because that would make you Anna. I’m on a trip around the country and my next stop is Mount Anna.”
“I’d love to get you in a threesome, but I’m not sure about my inuit girlfriend, so Alaska. (I’ll ask her)”
IDK about anyone else, but I call it the legbutt.
You don’t use any rotation? Next you’re going to tell me that spinners aren’t supposed to be spun.
Looks about right for an Adobe/Microsoft software package.
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From what I understand, some mental health meds take a couple weeks to see results.
I once got 29 in cribbage, then it was mostly 19s the rest of the game.
It’s sad to see people who want a bad boy/girl and just end up in a toxic relationship. It’s possible to find someone who is badass AND willing to treat you with respect, but they are not common. It takes way too long for people to realize that the gentler person is going to lead to a better relationship in the long run.
That encountering quick sand in real life was a real possibility every day.
Bonus: My kid doesn’t believe that Santa is magical, he just has really advanced technology.
My older sister hosted a Japanese exchange student when I was in high school. I learned a few words, but he was a regular teenager who barely knew English. We did crush a bucket of chocolate chip cookies in one weekend camping trip.
After he left, I found out his parents forced him into the exchange program so they could get a break. He seemed alright to me.
Amanda Lynn, unless you like musical instruments.
The penises were not because of the sewer backup, it’s just what you expected to see everyday. Edited the original post to clarify.
There was one study hall where a penis was drawn on the chalkboard every day. One time, the art showed the ejaculate dribbling a bit. The teacher came in, looked at it, shrugged, said “at least it’s a little more accurate,” erased it, and sat down.
My parents “pirated” all the time when I was a kid. We’d generally have no more than basic cable (usually just antenna). There would be free weekends for HBO, Cinemax, or Showtime back when there was only one of each. My parents always had blank 8hr VHS cassettes and they’d record three movies to each. They recorded on SLP or EP mode (depending on the VCR model) to get that much time per cassette and it would end up with the crappiest quality ever. If you think VHS is shit quality, watch a movie on EP mode. Our movie collection was pretty extensive, but 90% of it was this.
You’d have to remember to reset the counter when putting in the tape and fast forward to a specific counter time written on the cassette in order to see the movie you want. My favorites were always second or third.
I vaguely remember talk of Dad climbing the pole to connect the cable himself but that went away when cable boxes became a requirement. There was also a time when he ran a coax from the neighbor’s apartment and we split the bill. That didn’t last long though because that neighbor moved.
My parents were sailing the seven seas back when your only option was a row boat.