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  • HellieSkellie@lemmy.dbzer0.comtomemes@lemmy.worldgo happy or go home
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    27 days ago

    No, that’s how you meet people. That’s not the only way to meet people.

    I’ve seen the same people around the different skate spots or climbing gyms. I see them try and fail to land some trick a hundred times, or try and fail some boulder a hundred times. Then I see them make it for the first time and I shout hell yeah Tom. They do the same for me. By law you’re now homies.

    Roll up to your local weekly Street Fighter tournament. Lose against the same Guile player a dozen times in a row. Every week ask him for some friendly matches til you learn to beat Guile. Fist bump them once you get a win. By law you’re now homies.

    Walk down the local haunted railroad track on a friday night. Get scared by some local teens who jump out at you. Spot someone else down the rail who’s walking your way. Hide back in the bush with the teens and wait to jump scare the next passerby. You are all blood-bound as homies.

    Pick up some nerf guns off craigslist for $10 on your way to work or whatever. Spot the nearest person who looks like they’d play softball and shoot a dart at them. Softball Lesbians love nerf wars. Throw them a gun. Start a nerf war on the sidewalk. You’ve acquired a war homie.

    Go to a local makerspace/workshop. Build some RF Drum Sticks that bang on a real drum 5 feet away when you waggle them in the air. Ask people to play it while you “Calibrate the sticks”. Watch them pop off. You’re now band mates.

    I hate talking to people but I love doing stuff. This is all real shit that’s gotten me some friends without really talking to them. You just gotta do things in your free time. For every 10 nights you go do some dumb fun shit on your own only one of those nights leads to you finding someone who’s down to clown but that’s alright. It’s a thousand times better than the people you make friends with by talking about holiday plans with Marvin from Accounting. No hate to Marvin.






  • one morning my wife and I were talking about Penis Pumps. Then I left for work, got annoyed with managing how many different AWS account credentials I had to manage in my dev-box terminal, and wrote a script to manage it for me.

    I named my script PPump because lmao. My team lead saw me use it one day, logged into my dev-box and took the script and published it to our internal GitLab without knowing why I named it PPump.

    Now one year later our entire office has PPump baked into the default devbox image. Every day people penis pump into their AWS accounts. They have no idea and I can’t ever say anything about it.

    Anyway this meme speaks to me in primordial ways.




  • Yeah, more professional companies I’ve worked for gave between 20-30 days of paid time off a year. That includes any days you take off for being sick. After that you can take more time off but you don’t get paid. Fuck around too much and take too many extra sick days and get fired.

    Less professional places I’ve worked like local pizza joints or mall stores will fire you if you try and take the wrong day off, even if you’re sick.


  • More than half of US states don’t have a single tenant or renter’s union available.

    My previous apartment complex was bought out by BlackStone Inc. and within the next year began posting everybody’s eviction notices on the front of their mailboxes, which all mailboxes are in a shared area. Dozens of people were evicted due to failure to pay while I waited out my lease, it’s not a realistic option to not pay for many people.