Only a Genius could come up with a scheme that offloads the cost of their own laziness to the customer. Exactly the kind of innovation that Steve Jobs stood for.

This should help: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hyperbole

Battery is dead. Customer disservice can’t run diagnostics software on it because it won’t turn on because the battery is dead. They won’t replace the battery because the battery is dead. That entire cult is a fucking farce.

When we started learning about past tense (primary school, probably 6th year, amazing teacher), the first thing we learned was a list of irregular verbs. We spent at least a week just memorizing them before the regular -d/-ed verbs were even mentioned. I’d like to think it was a deliberate choice, to condition us to consider irregular verbs first when using past tense.

That same teacher also taught us how to write and read the international phonetic alphabet. Again, she was amazing.

Europe, but not an English-speaking country. No native speakers were involved.

My English-as-second-language teacher hated me because I kept correcting her spelling and vocabulary. But it was okay because I hated her right back and took every opportunity to annoy her (for the sake of rigorous accuracy, of course). Fortunately she couldn’t actually harm or sabotage me because I aced almost all of my tests and had good scores in national ESL competitions, and a sudden drop in grades would likely have been too obvious.

The point where I’d had enough was a test about the anatomy of vehicles. She had crossed out my answer to “left side of a ship” because I’d written port or larboard (not that I expected someone with a master’s diploma to know the etymology of nautical terms*, or not to confuse larboard with starboard because they looked similar), but what made my blood fucking boil was when she crossed out my answers of hood and trunk because I’d used the American words instead of the British bonnet and boot, and when I pointed out that she’d marked those same answers as correct in others’ tests, she went back and fucking changed the scores on the other tests. I told her it was “deplorable conduct for a teacher” (approximate translation, and as polite as I was going to get that day) and she dragged me to the principal for disrupting the class.

That was the third year of high school (I think “junior” is the American equivalent). I took an option to graduate one year early from ESL, in part out of spite. I’m sure she was glad to be rid of me.

* I knew “larboard” and “starboard” and the names of individual sails from Assassin’s Creed 4. Much of my vocabulary comes from games (including some Russian from STALKER, Metro, and MGSV).

edit: A resurfaced memory! Still regarding sailing – she thought “in distress” meant that things were calm and safe because “di-stress” was the opposite of “stress”. I swear I’m not making this shit up!

His right wing is also resting by his side (just hidden behind his foot) and the five-fingered arm is growing out of his shoulder. Someone should notify the analog horror community, there’s some fertile ground here.

And Tolkien’s Legendarium is just a bunch of hastily-written bedtime stories for Chris, right?

I’m sure Fabulous Bill has a couple of attachments that would make even Slaanesh blush.

Some people are just really passionate about their tiny yellow plastic toy soldiers all having imaginary penises. The penises are important to them. They can’t bear to imagine a Legio Custodes that doesn’t have a full armament of cock.

chroot was introduced in 1979 for Unix. arch-chroot is a wrapper around chroot that provides additional functionality and a tighter integration between the system and the new root.

Oh, you use pacstrap and arch-chroot, do you? Back in my day all we had was cp and install and we liked it that way! Kids these days wouldn’t know how to install SLS without their Yays and Pac-men.

Actually, Jon scores 2 by the time The Survey is conducted.

Link is NSFL. Seriously.

The reason is that we want it to fail. My original comment was more emotive than descriptive. The system is horribly designed and a fucking menace on the best day, so short of direct sabotage, we’re doing what we can to force the bossmang to replace it.

It’s surprisingly easy to get from the main hall to the server room. There are two doors between the entry hall and the server room, one can be bypassed by yanking it real hard, and that gives access to the breaker box for the electromagnets among others. The building is not particularly well-designed.

One of our servers is a rotting carcass being kept alive by our collective prayers. It runs Windows 7 and custom software whose developer is dead and the source is missing, nothing has been updated for over a decade, and it has its own independent UPS because once it goes down, it has an extremely slim chance of recovering, and we’re afraid to test it. It controls the card entry system into the building, including the server room. Boss doesn’t want to replace it because we’d have to replace all of the terminals and controllers too, and it hasn’t catastrophically failed yet.

You’re right. It’s not a pet. It’s like one of the Saw movies: if it dies, we’re all fucked.

Extrapolate from the context. I’m tired of explaining obvious things to unreceptive people.

The discourse goes to the same fucking place every time Felix is mentioned. People don’t deserve the benefit of doubt.

I seriously doubt that anyone who asks that question doesn’t already have a foregone conclusion, but fine, I’ll indulge you.

Probably not. If he was, and had been hiding it his entire life, even in the era when he was the youtube star and had zero restraint, why would he slip up those few times, and especially such highly public ways?

He did and said some shit in his early 20s, and he deserved the criticism at the time, but those incidents weren’t repeated and weren’t part of a pattern. He wasn’t the paragon of virtue and maturity, but I’m willing to bet my left nut that neither are the people who are lining up to crucify him, and the only difference is that he had an audience. The people who aren’t willing to let go of their prejudices after a decade are equally as immature.