For when you’ve been crawling a river of shit, and need to come out clean

I would if I could get anyone to fill my fucking prescription

No idea. Picture it: Late summer, 1998.

I was working on the Jungle Cruise at Walt Disney World, and had a VIP group get on my boat with one instruction: no Brazilian guests could share the boat. Nice enough dude, built, good lookin’ dude.

As we moved down the dock to load the rest of the guests, a Brazilian tour group saw who was there and COMPLETELY LOST THEIR MINDS. Americans, including me, had no idea who it was.

Went through the ride, they got off the boat, left via the back way.

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Dammit moon moon

I can tell you that at least for stuff I work on, every single comment entered into those little dialogs is read by a human that actually works in a meaningful role on the product.

Comments that curse and complain with no topic in mind are useless, and easily ignored. Take two seconds and tell them exactly what is bothering you and what you’d rather see, and things might actually get better.

Anyone that gives anyone in the service industry less than a 10 on those support/delivery surveys is a cop.

I could never—eating (and cooking, for that matter) is one of the very few small joys I can rely on.

Well, yeah, it’s Amazon

[citation needed]

Given that my Mastodon feed is around 15% pooptoots (where I like it), it seems that you’re following the wrong people.

Pre-Eternal September.

The meat?

Cake.

I don’t trust Google with a goddamn thing, and Microsoft couldn’t get its shit together.

All the more reason to not reuse passwords, use a password manager, and turn on 2FA.