Signing my name. If you’ve ever had to sign on a mortgage, oh my God they start out looking like words and end up looking like scribbles.
My realtor told us on the first day "just scribble in the rough shape of your name, you’ve gotta do 500 signatures may as well be consistent "
My wife and I were gonna order stamps to do it but that’s not allowed.
Makes me so glad my mortgage signing happens via DocuSign.
living.
Sleeping
It’s way easier when you’re tired
Live.
Weirdly Bowling. The first games I can hit a couple strikes the later games I’m seriously considering putting the barricades up.
Arm fatigue. Bowling balls are heavy! I have the same thing happen to me.
Me too.
My first thought! My first game stinks, my second game is pretty ok, my last game stinks. I blame my weak arm.
Being young
Connecting with people with things I’m interested in.
I’m twisting the question a bit but people who are extremely good in their own field are more often than not very bad at explaining concepts related to it to laymen and they get worse the more they know.
That’s a major skill I learned while training for my flight instructor certificate, how to break down concepts for the uninitiated. Make no mistake that is a skill you have to learn and practice.
I knew someone would share it
Dunning Kruger effect
Dunning Kruger is having just enough knowledge about a subject that you think you know more than you do because you don’t realize how much there is to know and some also add to that the shift that happens the more you know about a subject where you end up realizing there’s so much more to learn so you underestimate your knowledge.
No. The opposite, in a way. Curse of Knowledge.
Going out in public. When you’re young you really don’t notice just how fucking stupid people are. It gets to the point you actively avoid being in groups of people due to the overwhelming amount of stupid. Shopping trips go from whenever you want to aiming for when the store opens or just before close so the hoards of fools are less likely to be around.
Yeah similarly you also get worse at being responsible on nights out the more often you go out drinking
I fell in love with the city about a decade ago but now in my 30’s just walking the dog around the block pisses me off.
You really need to park in the middle of the street to drop someone off when there’s tons of available street parking at 2 PM on a Tuesday?
You’re mad at me because your dog barked at mine after you chased me down while I was actively trying to avoid you?
What’s up with that Honda that always sits in the middle of an obscure and dangerous intersection for like 10 minutes every day?
Some days I wish I lived in a cabin in the forest, damn.
For me, talking to new people. When I was in kindergarten, I’d just go up to a new kid, and be like"Hi! Wanna be my friend??? Great! We’re friends now!"
Today it’s more like “Who are you, and why are you in my vicinity???”
Real. Making a friend as kid was so much easier. We had formal systems and if a friendship didn’t work out, you had a system to break the friendship too, no hard feelings. None of this perpetually ambiguous nonsense we have to deal with as adults
Dude. I’m 40 years old, snd I work a job that has a rotating door. Which means they hire anybody, and fire people dho don’t “get it”.
So I work with a bunch of teenagers/early 20s kids.
One of them asks me, “Lost_My_Mind, why don’t you talk to us? Are we too much for you?”
Bitch please. I’ve worked hotel 3rd shifts in seedy motels, where I’ve LITERALLY…LITERALLY needed to csll EMS 3x in an 8 hour shift, because 3 different unrelated people OD’d on heroin on a single shift. You wanna get crazy? No, you don’t honey, because it would literally KILL you.
And what I wanted to say to her, was “I don’t talk to anyone, because I know all of this, this conversation, these set of people, everything you know in life, it’s all temporary. It’s all bullshit. All your friends will turn their back on you, violently if needed. But you haven’t reached your 30s yet. You haven’t seen people for their trueself. So buckle up, because life is about to take a fucking nose dive. All your dreams are dead.”
I WANTED to say that. Instead, to protect her innocence, I just said “I’m just quiet”.
She doesn’t know it, but I’m brunting the majority of the bullshit at our work, because I know she’s pregnant. I take the fall for mistakes she makes, because I don’t want to see that baby get born into a world where its mother doesn’t have a paycheck to feed them.
But as far as making conversation? I’m as useless as her 6 month old in belly unborn baby.
In retrospect, I feel as if I’ve gone off on a tangent. For that, I can only say that Aldis Natures Nectar lemonaide is an EXCELLENT mix with various vodkas.
Last night I had Strawberry Lemonaide mixed with Crystal Skull vodka (vodka in a glass skull from a company owned by dan akroid. I drank it in a souveneer ghostbusters cup I got from the threater when I saw the most recent Ghostbusters movie.
Tonight I’m trying Skyy raspberry infusions mixed with natures nectar standard lemonside.
Last nights drink 10/10 tasted like a jolly rancher.
Tonights drink 8/10. It just tastes like lemonaid, except I’m fucked up. Real smooth drink though.
I work in manufacturing and all the young kids wanna talk while we work. Which is fine, but I don’t engage much unless it’s about sports or cars or something. I’ve been asked why I’m standoffish. It’s like, look, you make it here for 2-3 months and maybe. But in all honesty you probably won’t.
yeh, that’s why I work with machines. they don’t talk back
Bowling
Mixing cocktails. The more I practice, the harder it gets.
*burp*
Jerking off.
Fourth time this hour and I’m mostly just waving it around now.
SatansMaggotyCumFart back again with the best comments
They’re the backbone of all Lemmy.
You’ve been lucky enough not to see their political takes.
Care to enlighten me?
Eh, I’d rather not dig up old comments and incite people to start attacking them. I was just making an offhanded comment because I’ve noticed them around a lot with some pretty uninformed takes that rubbed me the wrong way. Probably shouldn’t have said anything.
Come on, don’t tease me like that and not bring the receipts.
I can take being attacked.
I might even like it, daddy.
I regret bringing politics into this joke thread, so I’m gonna go with your take on Star Wars being better under Disney than George Lucas.
Anything repetitive. I just care less and less and quality suffers accordingly.
Breathing. Eventually you fail entirely.
