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Cake day: September 22nd, 2024

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  • I used to live in apartments with an address set up of “(building) letter + (unit) number.” Maps and GPS didn’t direct people to the unit you put in, instead directing every address to the rental office, regardless of what building you actually lived in.

    It made deliveries hell. If the space for written directions was available, I would copy/paste directions I had pre-written so the drivers could find my specific unit. I put those directions in both English and Spanish, since so many drivers spoke Spanish primarily.

    I was in building L, but the address line wouldn’t let you capitalize letters. So my unit would always print out as “l”, which delivery drivers (who didn’t read my clear instructions) would think was a capital i.

    After twice having my food delivered to the wrong address and arguing with drivers about it, I gave up entirely. But both times I contacted Doordash to say my food wasn’t delivered, and thankfully, I got full refunds on both. I should note that the Doordash account was a perk from my workplace, where the fees weren’t included, so maybe having some kind of “premium” account factored into the response. Still, it just wasn’t worth the hassle. The way I see it, the whole point of food delivery is not having to get out of my pajamas and leave the house. If I’m going to have to get dressed and drive across the massive complex to get my food anyway, I might as well just pick it up from the restaurant myself and cut out the middle man.










  • I knew it. Utah really, really loves naming their streets like this.

    If anyone’s in doubt, you can see it for yourself. Open an online map and zoom in on any city, or even town, in Utah. Just pick one at random - they pretty much all have streets with a name of some number + some direction. It’s honestly kinda of impressive.

    Editing before comments inevitably arise:

    I’m not saying all streets are named this way, but that streets of this naming scheme exist in almost every city/town. It’s an important distinction, and the existence of other streets makes the regularity of the number + direction schema no less impressive.



  • That’s the neat thing - you don’t! For the same reasons that some people in your country will continue to hold their own stubborn beliefs about other people despite all evidence to the contrary, some people in other countries will do the same to you.

    I never fit in with my home culture. For me, that’s racist, fascist Americans. Even as a kid I wasn’t accepted by my peers, school admin, and even my own mother. Having grown up under that, and becoming myself despite it all, some of those people (my mother at least) have come around. But honestly, I wouldn’t count on it.

    The best you can do is keep being yourself (I know, cliched, but seriously) and live by example. Take it from someone with a lifetime of dealing with this - attempting to convince people doesn’t work. However, those who are open-minded will see you as you are and note you as one of “the good ones.” Instead of trying to change the mind of someone who’s dead set on seeing you as an enemy, focus on the people who already understand that it’s wrong to define a group of demographically-related people by the actions of a few.



  • Fun fact - some of the “sound” is actually infrasound. Infrasound is caused by pressure waves below our hearing threshold, but our bodies and brains can still detect it. It’s often associated with feelings of “doom” and discomfort. Volcanoes, severe weather, earthquakes, and other massive earth-moving events are known to cause it, as are many large animals, such as elephants. It’s part of the reason that animals flee before natural disasters.

    Humans, with our superstitious nature, sometimes attribute the sensation to supernatural causes. This can happen when old houses settle and create infrasound, leading people to feel that the house is “haunted.” The vibration of infrasound is also very close to the natural resonance frequency of our eyes, which can result in visual hallucinations, adding to “haunted” reputations.

    Either way, if you’re near the beach and you feel a sudden sense of doom overtake you, it might be best to listen to your gut and leave the area.






  • Hard agree. But I’m autistic, and as far back as I can remember, I’ve avoided social interactions. My mom talks about how I happily played by myself as a toddler. I also remember a neighbor kid who seemed to call constantly to ask to play, and I turned her down over and again. (She eventually back-stabbed me, so don’t feel too bad for her.)

    Some people legit like to be around others. Some people can’t stand the thought of spending time alone at all. Everyone’s built differently. For me, it takes a special kind of person to make me want to socialize with them (almost always other neuro-divergent folks, where I can “remove the mask” so to speak.)