mohdali4400
mohdali4400
mohdali4400

My own thesis advisors might have benefited quite a bit from taking a dip in a boiling river.

I just refuse nowadays except for very special family members. I just simply do not do it because that 15 minute problem always....ALWAYS...turns into three fucking hours.

I’m not even an IT gal, I’m not even near IT (I’m a goddamn humanities academic) and yet I’m in the same situation >.> word got round that I’m “good with computers” (i.e. I know how to download programs an install them without killing something) and now I have to install hardware and explain programs I never worked

My spouse is my most frequent customer. We’ve come to a polite understanding: she hands me a piece of tech with a brief synopsis of what isn’t working correctly, and later I hand it back to her completely fixed. Everything in between is assumed to be magic.

Some think that being poor is simple. You don’t have enough money to buy a lot of stuff, so you’re forced to buy

People who recline fully (unless its a long-distance flight where people expect to sleep), especially without first checking behind, are first-rate assholes.

I don’t mind people reclining. However, I fucking hate it when people recline without looking back to see if you have your laptop out (or at least reclining really slow so that you have time to move your laptop). Those people are going to Hell, I guarantee it.

rawr@both mcgonigals