I feel like everyone deserves at least one job related “fuck you” style moral victory in their lives and that qualifies for sure.

For me it was when the WORST manager I have ever had called me back a year after I quit to ask me to come work for her again and got to laugh in her face and tell her I’d have happily accepted half the pay at her place to scrub toilets as long as it wasn’t working with her, but instead I was making double what she paid me to do my dream job.

I’ve never done cocaine, BUT I’m pretty sure I know what it feels like.

No, it says the kidnapper gave him to another couple who raised him. The relationship of the kidnapper to those people, what they were told, etc is unclear.

This is legitimately so wholesome from start to finish. No “orphan crushing machine” vibes - just a reminder that most people are generally decent and helpful humans.

Life hack for OP and anyone else who ends up in this situation:

• Take boxed cake mix of your choosing.
• MOSTLY follow the package instructions. However:
• Add one extra egg (for example, if it calls for 2 eggs use 3)
• Substitute oil with 2x butter (for example, if the recipe asks for ⅓ cup oil use ⅔ cup melted butter.)
• Simple, easy, pro-tier cake.

Fun fact: even “regular style” crutches are not actually supposed to rest in your armpits! You are supposed to hold onto the arm portion and use them similarly to the above crutches. When we adjusted that for the spouse, we had to shorten the crutches by like 2-3 inches and he said it was WAY more comfortable.

There are some videos on YouTube by physiotherapists etc that were supremely helpful - recommend giving them a quick watch and readjusting your crutches.

Source: spouse recently broke the hell out of his foot and also Had Shit To Do™.

Noise Complaints Georg

I bought timer lid containers for my pills, ADHD and otherwise (believe you me, you do NOT want to accidentally take a second dose of migraine preventatives!). Now the cap shows exactly how long since I last opened the bottle, and I don’t have to go through the trouble of [not remembering to] refill pill organizers.

If I’m not sure in the morning I can just look at the cap and know for sure!

And then forget if I checked, and check again, etc. as one does.

In another life, I attended a large geology conference and went to a session with talks about this. They had two speakers back to back, one boiled down to “it was the asteroid” and the other “it wasn’t the asteroid”.

Not only did the speakers get heated in each other’s question sections, the whole ROOM felt like it was about to get into a fistfight - everyone basically taking over each other to the person to their left, right, front, back. Extremely hostile!

I can’t remember the evidence but I do distinctly remember thinking that it wasn’t my subject matter and I should probably avoid forming an opinion on it for my physical safety in my career.

Now I’m free to offend paleontologists both professionally and unprofessionally and I can’t remember how to :'(

I never considered this might be why I’m good at our system design and maintenance - I do a little bit of everything and every day is different!

I remember that - it was a few years back, I’ll see if I can find the link.

BORU link with links to original

Parent company doesn’t want ANYONE to have direct read access to the database - only the scant few heavily formatted reports the user-facing software will allow. Data analysis still needs to get done though, so…

Yeah. PQ -> Data Model saves my ass and my co-workers think I’m a wizard.

That, and learning how to quietly exploit minor vulnerabilities in the software to get raw tables I “shouldn’t” have and telling not one soul has been a winning combo!

There are entire INSTANCES for that, my friend, with varying rules, themes, and content focuses.