Well, I'll admit to this. I'm a Secular Humanist, I don't think that there are any forces out there that are caused by magical critters and that we could explain it all with some simple science. I know that we don't have all the answers, but I don't think any of the answers are "ghosts", "a wizard did it" or "it was the Hand of God!"
Yet, for some reason, computers and electronics will start working better when I get close to them. It's almost like they know that I am ready, willing, and eager to take them apart and that I'm carrying a screwdriver. It's even the machines that I haven't seen before.
That a company that puts someone in a 3-year contract worth thousands of dollars per customer has no record of what they are selling or they figured that they could get away with selling the same service twice to two different people?
"Your phone was stolen? It's only $550 to get another one, or we can just charge you for the services. Hang on, I've got a Mr. Crowbar McGee on the other line, how odd, same phone as you but no receipt."
I learned French in high school in Canada; it's a requirement for graduation. Of course, the rules run by a bureaucrat somewhere (I'm guessing from Ontario) made it so that we learn formal French from France, not Quebecois, which is what they actually speak in Quebec.
Now, over in BC, there are very very few chances to speak any other language but English. Those of my friends that speak ExL {x| 2 or more} don't like to speak to me in their native tongues. One, talking to me is like talking to a semi-literate drunk; second, they would rather get more "English time" in.
I know several languages. Mind you, most of them are only machine readable.
Nope, I'm suggesting that the next federal election in Canada has the Wild Rose party splitting up the right-wing vote. If the right wing won't do it, then the left will have to do it.
Look, I'd love to run as the PP candidate in the next election. Really, I would. I think I could get elected. The problem is that the people who would be voting for me would otherwise be voting for Randall Garrison, the NDP MP. It's a tight riding; one year only 68 votes let Keith Martin (Liberal) get in over Tory deSouza.(PC) Splitting up the left-wing votes is tantamount to voting for the Conservatives AND giving them a sizable donation.
So what we really have to do is run for the Wild Rose party and make up some shit about hating gays and abortion, split up the right-wing vote, and throw Stewie the Shithead out in the recycling.
Either that or have the Liberals and NDP shake hands, fold in the Greens, and call itself something new. We'll go to their convention wearing anti-gravity-jetpacks powered by cold fusion plants.
My first computer was a CoCo2 (basically, a souped-up TRS-80). I won it when I was eight and taught myself how to program with the manual using BASIC and the limitations of the internal hardware. I think I've still got it kicking around somewhere, and I really should see if it still boots.
I wonder which direction my life would have taken if someone else's name was drawn. But then, nobody gets to find out what would have happened.
BC Hydro. They just started rolling out these smart meters. They're pointless. If they'd gone with something like a Schneider Ion then they could figure out how to reduce energy consumption in the home. As it is, they can't even get billing and metering to talk to each other.
And there's been a recall already.
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I love, love, love, the calls when it's "loose power cable".
5 minutes work, 1 hour pay. Now, this customer was happy as a clam eating a... whatever clams eat because this was a piece of equipment that had been offline for years. They'd had a few people try to fix it up but they couldn't figure it out.
Funny enough, I have a deep voice (I'm a man) and I've had to speak in falsetto to get some people to hear me. Like the person in the story, I don't particularly mind if I have to switch voices. It's silly but I've done way sillier things.
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Actually, I am a Professional Electrical Engineer. ;)
Well, I'll admit to this. I'm a Secular Humanist, I don't think that there are any forces out there that are caused by magical critters and that we could explain it all with some simple science. I know that we don't have all the answers, but I don't think any of the answers are "ghosts", "a wizard did it" or "it was the Hand of God!"
Yet, for some reason, computers and electronics will start working better when I get close to them. It's almost like they know that I am ready, willing, and eager to take them apart and that I'm carrying a screwdriver. It's even the machines that I haven't seen before.
Which is more likely?
That a company that puts someone in a 3-year contract worth thousands of dollars per customer has no record of what they are selling or they figured that they could get away with selling the same service twice to two different people?
"Your phone was stolen? It's only $550 to get another one, or we can just charge you for the services. Hang on, I've got a Mr. Crowbar McGee on the other line, how odd, same phone as you but no receipt."
Malheursement, j'ne sais pas une mot francais.
I learned French in high school in Canada; it's a requirement for graduation. Of course, the rules run by a bureaucrat somewhere (I'm guessing from Ontario) made it so that we learn formal French from France, not Quebecois, which is what they actually speak in Quebec.
Now, over in BC, there are very very few chances to speak any other language but English. Those of my friends that speak ExL {x| 2 or more} don't like to speak to me in their native tongues. One, talking to me is like talking to a semi-literate drunk; second, they would rather get more "English time" in.
I know several languages. Mind you, most of them are only machine readable.
Nope, I'm suggesting that the next federal election in Canada has the Wild Rose party splitting up the right-wing vote. If the right wing won't do it, then the left will have to do it.
Look, I'd love to run as the PP candidate in the next election. Really, I would. I think I could get elected. The problem is that the people who would be voting for me would otherwise be voting for Randall Garrison, the NDP MP. It's a tight riding; one year only 68 votes let Keith Martin (Liberal) get in over Tory deSouza.(PC) Splitting up the left-wing votes is tantamount to voting for the Conservatives AND giving them a sizable donation.
So what we really have to do is run for the Wild Rose party and make up some shit about hating gays and abortion, split up the right-wing vote, and throw Stewie the Shithead out in the recycling.
Either that or have the Liberals and NDP shake hands, fold in the Greens, and call itself something new. We'll go to their convention wearing anti-gravity-jetpacks powered by cold fusion plants.
The Turks and Caicos have been asking to join Canada for years. We can't let them in because:
They don't speak French. It's Quebec fucking over the rest of the country again.
You can own rifles without registration and get permits for handguns.
You can't buy grenades, flamethrowers, or rocket launchers, although you can find them on the side of the road from time to time.
There ought to be some sort of ministerial accountability for passing brazenly unconstitutional bills... *head explodes*
Have you considered assassination?
We're not there... yet.
I specifically sought out and bought a 2007 Mazda5 with a manual transmission.
That's right, I have a minivan with a stick shift. Your argument is invalid.
used passwords like 12345 (queue luggage jokes...).
That's the same combination that they say in Spaceballs!
Well, they both had a cell phone. Maybe this was the first casualty in the Android - iPhone war.
Shit just got real.
Yeah, he said "ass" twice:
The proper metric is the ratio between mass out and mass in
I would pay double for my ISP if I got everything encrypted, no server logs, and a great big "fuck you, you warrantless fuck" attitude.
And I live in Canada, where our ISP rates are, "you got a purty wallet..."*
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*Does not include $5.95 government assraping fee which is not a government fee.**
**This is an actual disclaimer on Roger's agreements.
Let me guess, your book is called Poop your Way Thin!.
They would be like whiskey rocks, I assume. They're rocks (or sometimes metal cubes) that you freeze and drop into drinks you don't want diluted.
The F35-B only uses one sheet of paper, and we have to have two sheets to fly properly in Canada's arctic weather.
I would hand-dance naked in my living room for you.
I mean for a late payment. For a late payment.
My first computer was a CoCo2 (basically, a souped-up TRS-80). I won it when I was eight and taught myself how to program with the manual using BASIC and the limitations of the internal hardware. I think I've still got it kicking around somewhere, and I really should see if it still boots.
I wonder which direction my life would have taken if someone else's name was drawn. But then, nobody gets to find out what would have happened.
As the father of a girl, I would approve the electrocution of any man in my house that's not me or my son.
And really, my son is optional.
And no, I didn't forget to include my dad on the list.
My power company is run by the government.
BC Hydro. They just started rolling out these smart meters. They're pointless. If they'd gone with something like a Schneider Ion then they could figure out how to reduce energy consumption in the home. As it is, they can't even get billing and metering to talk to each other.
And there's been a recall already.
I love, love, love, the calls when it's "loose power cable".
5 minutes work, 1 hour pay. Now, this customer was happy as a clam eating a ... whatever clams eat because this was a piece of equipment that had been offline for years. They'd had a few people try to fix it up but they couldn't figure it out.
Funny enough, I have a deep voice (I'm a man) and I've had to speak in falsetto to get some people to hear me. Like the person in the story, I don't particularly mind if I have to switch voices. It's silly but I've done way sillier things.
Toy Story: 1995.
I know.
Oh yeah, that was pretty close. Uh... as long as the music sounds good and has a catchy beat.
And I like my glasses to look good.