I'm working in a little nook at the library and these two ladies just came in, set up camp, and emptied about half a bottle of perfume in here. thinking about killing them in a slow and painful way, but I don't think that would be an adequate punishment for what they've done
if I'd had fart spray or pepper spray or something I would have deployed it in there just to spite them
I texted my mom that both me and my sister are arriving in New York just in time for the nor'easter, and she texted back "That's great!". I don't think she knows what a nor'easter is
I'm in a Starbucks and there are two people here having a conversation in ASL. it is SO COOL. one of them is signing away merrily while chewing a mouthful of pastry. is it still rude to eavesdrop if I don't know the language?
I'm at the age now where I don't even care that stretching supposedly decreases muscle strength and power. who gives a shit? it feels good
I'm too negative. what I mean to say with the last few tweets is, everything is great. everything is going just great. by the way, if anybody asks, we're an AI company
one of our customers has been emailing me about every 15 minutes and putting multiple meetings on my calendar for things that have nothing to do with our service or product. I swear to god if he schedules one more fucking meeting with me I'm going to eat a bullet
one of our employees has had issues with spinning his wheels and spending a lot of cycles in AI code review (AI suggests a change and he blindly applies it, no matter how minor or vacuous it is, rinse and repeat, leading to bloated diffs with nebulous scope).
do you ever occasionally experience this sustained feeling of surprise? like if your surprise receptors were all stuck open. or whatever the fuck the underlying mechanism is


