I had a job doing inventory in a huge warehouse back in the aughts. I could finish my daily quota in two hours, then hide behind a stack in a far corner a half mile from the office and read. Hell, I even worked on my dance moves out by High-rise R36. There were cameras everywhere, but none of them functioned.
I knew that I was good at the job, but I was a perpetual temp, so no amount of grinding was going to get me a promotion.
I watched this when I first got into ST because it’s the earliest on the timeline (asides from various time travel episodes from other series).
I actually kind of liked it and the cheesy sitcom dad vibe that Bakula brought to the show.
That theme, though…
I think maybe, I had Stockholm syndrome. As he dipped deeper and deeper into madness, I felt like, were he still alive, I could help him.
Healthy? No.
But could you quote a work of fiction that strikes you similarly?
First time I saw the † used in a non-scholastic work. Loved every page of it.
: David Foster Wallace has entered the chat from beyond the grave:
Hey, maintaining that server is a 24/7 job after the last update. There are dozens of people depending on me.
Copilot? Write me a terse reply to the highlighted comment.
Manic Positivity: level 4.
Just say you had too much medication and politely deny any social contracts you entered yourself into while believing you were a human for a bit.
What is Fortran’s actual address on this visualization?
Asking for a friend.
I used to wear extended wear soft contacts, but I’m a trash goblin and I’d leave them in for a month at a time, only cleaning them by vigorously squirting my eyes with saline when they would bother me.
I cut that shit out years ago when one pretty much glued itself to my eye and I spent an hour aggressively pinching my eye to extract it.
I never got good at putting them in/taking them out. I’m jealous of people in instructional videos that can just pop them in/out in seconds.