6’ fat dude here… 46" I think… maybe only 44…

If you want to confuse people… I pronounce /etc as “ets”, but one of my coworkers recently called it “slash e t c” and I had to ask him to repeat it a couple times before I figured out what he meant…

Have you ever tried catching flies? Vinegar works better than honey, after all, flies eat shit.

Having worked both retail and call center, no, they’re not in the same league. People can be assholes over the phone, absolutely, but it’s quite different from face-to-face. Someone threatens to kill me over the phone, I can say “I’d like to see you try” and hang up, and the worst that happens is I get fired. In person, they can carry out the threat.

It’s nice when you have a boss that has your back. I worked at RadioShack back in the day, and the manager of the store I stayed at the longest was like that. Of course we didn’t have the whole x items or less, but we were in a busy college area, only on-street parking, so we’d get people running in and wanting to be served immediately regardless of how busy we were because they were double parked. The boss empowered us to tell them to fuck off, politely of course. “Come back when you have more time, we’ll be happy to help”. Also, we were next to a parking lot, it wasn’t ours, though we did have a couple of spots that were clearly marked employee parking only. Few things gave the boss more pleasure than calling a tow truck… Literally rubbing his hands with glee on multiple occasions.

I never worked food service, but I did my time in retail… That “Well we’re here now” just gave me a PTSD-like flashback…

Have I just experienced youngsplaining?

Once upon a time, there was a Linux distro that would fit on a single floppy, it was intended for system rescue, diagnostics, that sort of thing…

I don’t think the OS was sophisticated enough to tell the difference… A drive letter is a drive letter…

As I recall, my windows 95 CD-ROM contained a bunch of floppy-sized .cab files in a folder, so it’s entirely possible it was available as a set of floppies…

Now I want to do this at my job… I actually have a box of 5.25" floppies somewhere…

Yeah, when I hauled my groceries by bicycle, I wouldn’t want the larger sizes… But I also wouldn’t be bitching out the person who isn’t involved in the decision process…

On a related note, error messages. When I ask you what it says, tell me what it says, not what you think it means. If it meant what you thought it meant, you wouldn’t be asking me for help.

You could, but then we wouldn’t be talking about a carbon paper roller thingy…

Knuckle-buster was the industry term, and they were already obsolete 20 years ago…

Not sure how much good that’ll be… A lot of banks are giving out cards where the numbers are only printed, I haven’t had one with raised numbers in years.

Why not?

interesting if you’re interested in the topic

The first rule of tautology club is the first rule of tautology club.

I ran into this recently. Trying to get access to a credit union’s system as a vendor, they had a captcha that was the old style image of distorted text, with a text box labeled “are you a robot?”. Having the tendency to take things literally, I initially typed “no” into the box. That was not the right answer.

In other words… differently.