never have I ever used a single-character slack message-highlight keyboard-shortcut on purpose; never to React to a post, never to reply to a post in a Thread, never to Forward a post, not sAve a post for later, never to add a post to a list (V?).
never have I ever attempted to bookmark a meeting in chrome only to find that I accidentally toggled my microphone settings.
RE: https://mastodon.palewi.re/@OldLAPhotos/116345653554076981
Old L.A. Photos (@OldLAPhotos@palewi.re)Attached: 1 image Turtle race https://tessa.lapl.org/cdm/ref/collection/photos/id/108866palewire’s MastodonI’ll put a crisp new $2 bill on the lady in the car.
rookie mistake but on my first ride on metro in mexico city a cop saw us on the platform and suggested we ride in a different car further down.
ok?
went walked down the platform as the train was approaching but hit a fence and couldn’t go further so got on. the cop followed and suggested the same, we were like ???.
Thankfully someone on the train spoke english and let us know my mistake.
“He’s saying that this is the women’s car and you need to get off and back on."
As soon as she said it, I remembered that people have talked about adopting a similar system in the bay area on BART and recognized my error. If the cop had simply said “women only" that would have helped!
completely unrelated to why I posted the O.P. originally but I’m pretty sure this cognitive error also contributes to a lot of boss gaslighting.
it is akin to universalizing your experiences and the preferences they inform, to universalize one experience you had as the norm. such a bummer when not used for love or other reproductive labors.
The dairy we buy milk from now features an identical promotion on the rear panel and top closure (rear panel) of all of their gable-top cartons.
Given where the pour side of the gable is, and the fridge door side we keep our milk, and our family handedness, this creates an illusion where it appears that we have three identical open cartons in the fridge door when in fact we have half & half, whole milk, and 2% milk.
As a result, I feel insane every morning for about fifteen seconds.
I’ve considered using painters tape and sharpies, which are ready to hand in junior’s craft bin four feet away.
I’ve considered moving the milk from the fridge’s right-side french door to the left-side french door.
I’ve mostly just been frustrated though.
"I should post about how frustrated I get coping with this situation”, I think to myself, and then fail to remember to do, until just now.
What a weird impulse to have.