Said "as an introvert".
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Said "as an introvert".
Not "overstaying your welcome" goes both ways. It is legit to feel "I'm done here", say the thank-yous, and go.
I don't understand. I'm open to understanding the other side of the coin.
He needed to retire long before I signed up, but that's neither here nor there.
There are stories. I'm glad that now that that's all they are.
"Right now, I am talking to you."
Realms of possibility range from personality type, depression, burn out, or simple disinterest as you age. You might know best or at least better than I/we here on HN for obvious reasons.
Granted that not all art is for all people. Many museums, I can be in-and-out in 90 minutes feeling satisfied and that includes the bathroom and gift shop ... and if I go with anybody I either have to loiter or leave and come back to pick them up. Other museums though it is the reverse. Could be that for you as well.
I've tried a quick search on Youtube for the video but couldn't easily find it.
The kid's friend joked about how soon HBO would hit him up on copyright.
Several years ago I went through several phases of "hands-on junk-to-art". The "third phase" was putting together clocks from found material.
So now I have a handful of unique clocks, lamps, and metal-pipe figures throughout my living space. Only one clock is misbehaving, but I'm taking my time in debugging and correcting it.
But it's a lot of clocks to circle about twice a year. I don't mind so much but it does remind me that perhaps something should be done.
My understanding is providing a nice song and dance for legal reasons.
For you.
Any day I'll trade any complaints about "spaghetti" against blutooth connectivity, having to charge yet another one more device, the possibility of loosing the base media device because you absent-mindedly left it on the subway chair next to you whilst offboarding onto the platform...
"Oh don't worry, it's always done that."
I lasted as long as I could but I finally walked over to the shop crew and asked if I could borrow some WD-40. "I'll bring it back in 10 minutes."
10 minutes later it's all "Thanks guys!", "No problem", and "Wow you really did mean 10 minutes!". [Note: I'm a man so there was no problem me stepping into the men's bathroom to make the repair myself].
And the door never squeaked again. My sanity was saved; it turns out I would be doing a decent amount of grunt work in that same area over my contract.
If anyone else ever noticed, they never said a word. The door had always squeaked and literally everyone either didn't care or did nothing about it; it just was how it was.
I also sense a desperate Hollywood clinging to this as a "reboot" to 'Them!'.
Also, talking about your interests should happen during an interview or even a phone screen. You don't list "Film Noir" when applying to a flowers shop.
I've lived/worked in the Seattle area.
I've also, in a different location, had a similarly long commute.
In either case, I would have gladly taken a 10% hit to save all that time, stress, and car wear against myself.
Wikipedia article here: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Evolution_(Baxter_novel)
I was a "TVC" at Google several times. One of those times was during the walkout period. Even though I had no way of finding out about it until a lucky "right now in 3 minutes" time period, I participated.
Whilst the walkouts may not have changed much on corporate or the outsourced "side-corporates" [the contract companies], it did change myself.
For decades I've heard of strikes, read about walkouts ... stuff in history books ... documentaries on the History Channel back when the History Channel was the History Channel ...
Seeing it live, participating in it live and in person -- added new color to the understanding. The live speakers, the live news cameramen right there, the whole deal.
"Mom, I thought this was Reading Rainbow."
"It is."
"But it's ST:TNG openings credits!"
"... huh. It is."
"And it's 330pm - ST:TNG isn't on until 7pm!"
And then Mr Burton comes on all Reading Rainbow about ST:TNG. Glitter in a glass of water, the whole deal.
"Oh, ok. I get it."
I'd like to understand. Is this something beyond wilful denial?
I'm already not wanting to work there any more.
Say this happens in America.
The defendant files for habeas corpus.
"Here I am, Your Honor, filing for my own body to be produced for trial. Shall I leave and walk back in or will it suffice for your bailiff to say that I am in fact standing in front of you making this motion? Thank you."
My first "real" job out of University had me pinball around the continental US, which eventually lead me to California.
When I drove down from Washington [state], I passed through a grove of Redwoods. Having never been to California and never seen live and in person Redwood trees before, I took a few minutes to pull over and chill.
Clearly an experience I still remember.
This ritual or ceremony of waiter, menu, waiting, ordering, signalling for the cheque that you apparently find vile... I enjoy it. Any inefficiency you have declared is part of the experience of going out to eat.
You want fast food? Go get fast food.
You want a butler and cook? Hire them.
You want to go out to dinner? Here's a waitress, menu, and some time for walking back and forth between their station and your table and their other tables in their zone.
All of this is, or at least should be, factored in to the restaurant's business. It's been 100 years, at least in the US. If they don't get it by now, at least you should.
I remember reading a Sci-Fi short story where the main character was digitally excluded; I forget if this was a criminal sentence or a matter of "backwards living" [no offence to Amish and similar]. I remember a scene where the main character had to interface with a digital menu type of terminal and he couldn't -- either because of ignorance or legal incapability. A child noticed and offered to help him out.
For about 15 years I had a flip phone, well into the "everyone has a smart phone now" age. I felt the limitations of no internet, no QR, no this, no that. Phone calls and texts only.
I switched after I lost my phone at ... get this ... a Sci-Fi convention. And I waited a year between loss and re-acquiring//upgrading. Yes I got the "You don't have a cell phone?!?" shaming, just as I did the Gibbs flip-phone shaming beforehand. Nowadays I "pass" like normal.
Rambling Point Being: This QR Code Menu deal going on... I've encountered it, I don't like it either, I've been able to deal with it only because I lost and replaced a cell phone.
One physical menu please. Thank you. Sorry for being an cartoon alien crab and here I am.
I don't "get" Instagram. I'm not on it, I don't use it, all that "I just don't just because".
I have a room mate // romantic partner who does use Instagram. OK, that's great, that's fine. They're younger than I am so perhaps they get something I don't; times change, I get that; I still don't get "The Insta".
Maybe some social media will ding on me the next time around. I'll wait.
I forget what my last straw was, but I went full Linux for all of my home computers around 2012 or so. At the time it bricked a piece of novelty hardware for me which I later ended up selling anyway, and that was not a hard choice to make.
My life has been so much better.
I segregate my usage of Windows and Mac OSs to work. I enjoy my OS sanity when at home.