As a poor person in the US, I treat Geoguessr like a virtual street tour around random parts of the world. Actually traveling would be nice, but seeing real life on street view is fascinating in its own way.
Whats_your_reasoning
joined 9 months ago
The first time I took an online IQ test was when I was about 12 years old, around 2001. Even then, when I got back high results, I thought, “They probably make everyone’s score high, to encourage them to share the test. I’m going to take this result with a grain of salt.”
I never shared it, because I didn’t trust it. I soon learned that IQ tests are culturally biased anyway, and later on learned about the more up-to-date multiple-intelligence tests.
Seeing a grown adult taking and sharing an online IQ test in this day and age, my inner 12-year-old is rolling her eyes. It seems like someone is desperate for validation.
Ahh, such a classic human tradition.
Oh, it's absolutely possible, but only after experiencing such abuse and isolation that you come to prefer your own company.
The last straw for me came when I finally stood up to my so-called "best friend," who acted perfectly sweet when we were alone, but who threw me under the bus whenever my bullies were around. Our families were (and sadly, still are) friends, so I'd known her since she was born and there was a lot of social pressure for us to hang out together. She abused me constantly and loved to fuck with my head. I figured that if that was the "best" friend I could have, then I didn't need friends at all. One day on the bus home, shortly after she'd spread yet another rumor about me, I called her a traitor and a backstabber.
She immediately turned to the bullies sitting behind us (whose hobbies included talking about me, stealing my stuff, and putting gum in my hair) and said, "That's so funny! She just called me a traitor!" Yep, I was done.
That was in my last year of middle school. Going into high school, I was resolved to not give a fuck what anybody said about me. I decided to stop trying to change myself to fit in. I embraced my own interests without a care what anybody would say.
And that first year of high school was when I ended up making actual, real friends for the first time. People who actually get me. The payoff was huge and still benefits me today, but it came at a great cost during my most impressionable age.
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Ohh, if only my love life were that adventurous.
There is a way out, but it involves not caring what classmates think. That's a high bar for a lot of kids, especially in middle school. Kids have to come to that conclusion on their own. No amount of adults telling them "you shouldn't care" will change things.
By high school I found social success after not caring what others thought. But I had been bullied my whole school experience up til that point, so by high school I had run out of fucks to give. In other words, I learned the hard way, but that's something every teen has to figure out for themselves.
I remember when high tops were in vogue. Granted, I hung out with kids in the "alternative music" scene, and Vans sponsored Warped Tour so much that "Vans Warped Tour" was just a normal term for us.
Some kids ask "why" because they understand the question and want to know more, but that isn't the only reason.
Asking "why" tends to result in people talking to you. Ever hear a kid ask "why" over and over again without caring about the answer? They may have been asking the question because it provides them with attention. It's a single word that nearly guarantees an adult will talk to you, and sometimes that's all a kid really wants.
What a great story to read while I wait for a call back from my doctor, due to a sore throat...
It would be nice if there were information on what part of the throat is supposed to hurt. I've got pain in the esophagus, but not the trachea. I can talk pain-free, but it hurts like hell to swallow.
I feel like I could save this picture and show it to people next time they ask what foods I can't stand.
As a member of Gen Y, it's been interesting seeing younger generations take on habits I've been doing for years. A few years ago I took a couple weeks to take a road trip across the country, after quitting one job and acquiring a start date for a new one (to start after I returned.) I've been doing this because vacations in the US of 2 or more weeks are impossible to get in many jobs.
For the situation above, I had planned a vacation for the first job - I requested it nearly two months early. Then a few days before I was set to go (after I'd already booked a place to stay), my boss attempted to deny my time off. Thankfully, HR put their foot down and I was able to go, but it was the last straw for me. So when I got a new job, I planned out time to enjoy for myself before returning to the rat race.
Workers are human. We need a break sometimes. If companies aren't going to respect that basic human need, we're going to find ways to reclaim our time.
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Trump reveals executive order requiring Pam Bondi to prosecute ‘anti-Christian bias'
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I love finding new special interests, but the accompanying sleep-deprivation is real.
cross-posted from: https://lemmy.world/post/21148286
I was kicked off Medicaid at the start of this year and subsequently lost access to my ADHD and depression medication. In February, I moved to a new area and got a new job, but had to wait several months until I qualified for health insurance through it.
After that point, I had to wait for a weekday when I wasn't working and when I had the mental capacity to tolerate back-to-back disappointing phone calls... all without medication that would make the process significantly easier to tolerate. These are only the calls I've made today.
Finally, FINALLY, I have an intake appointment scheduled.
It's absolutely shameful how much a struggling person is expected to do in order to access basic mental health care.
I was kicked off Medicaid at the start of this year and subsequently lost access to my ADHD and depression medication. In February, I moved to a new area and got a new job, but had to wait several months until I qualified for health insurance through it.
After that point, I had to wait for a weekday when I wasn't working and when I had the mental capacity to tolerate back-to-back disappointing phone calls... all without medication that would make the process significantly easier to tolerate. These are only the calls I've made today.
Finally, FINALLY, I have an intake appointment scheduled.
It's absolutely shameful how much a struggling person is expected to do in order to access basic mental health care.
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I remember studying a Broadway play for drama class in middle school, and the original plan was to go watch it alongside our studying of it. However, 9/11 had just happened, and the idea of going to New York City at that time scared enough parents that the fieldtrip was cancelled.
The teacher lamented that we weren't going to get the full, proper experience of the play without seeing it performed live. Even reading it in a classroom was considered a low bar.
And now, here we are, expecting AI to summarize a script, a script which already fails to capture everything the play would've provided.
We're making copies of copies, and nobody's refilling the toner.