I went off the road on an ice coated mountain road once. I suspected conditions were ripe for icing so I was going VERY slowly fortunately. I went into a tree. Well when I got out to inspect the damage as soon as I tried to stand up my feet went out from under me and I held onto the top of the door while my legs flailed like a cartoon character building up speed. The ice was the slickest I've ever encountered.
I gave the small town police a dunkin gift card for taking the time to drive up to a trail head parking lot in the mountains, in the winter, and pick up my expensive crampons that I had left there. I figured they didn't have to do it for some forgetful tourist. They said "no no" to the gift at first but I insisted.
There was a dunkin donuts near me that always had some city police in it like a cliche. I told my wife "If you ever have a problem around there go to that dunkin and there will be some cops in it."
Reminds me of a guy I knew who was in the navy on a "boomer" (nuke missile) sub. The toilets on it had special pressurization systems to force the contents out into the ocean when underwater. Well you had better follow the instructions if you used them, part of which involved closing a ball valve before flushing. If you didn't do this the pressurization would force the contents back up at the flushee resulting in "blowing shitters". Since you had to clean up your own mess nobody made this mistake twice.
When I was a teen we had adopted a neighborhood stray Maine Coon named Barney. He was a big cat. Well one day I heard screaming from the back yard and ran to the window only to see my mom running from Barney. My mom NEVER ran and was very mellow 99% of the time. I had to laugh seeing this cat that barely came up to her calf chasing her around the yard while she "ran for her life". In his defense Barney liked to chase us kids around and we sort of trained him to do it by chasing him too. It became his play.
I asked her later why she was so scared and she just said "Well the cat was chasing me!" and I responded "What was he going to do? Nibble your ankles?"
I was practicing my front kicks on a heavy bag in my kung fu school when I decided to try to work on their height. I kicked as high as I could which made me lean back (bad form). Well heavy bags fight back and between that and my unstable position I fell backwards like a log. Yes, I was defeated by a bag.
The meal subscription services strike me as premade salads on steroids. You're paying a premium for all the labor, ingredients, (excessive) packaging, shipping, their profit, etc and you still have to put it together and cook it. It really isn't that hard to look up a couple of recipes, buy the ingredients (you'd probably be going to the store anyway) and prep for 30 or so minutes a night. If you make full recipes you'll probably have leftovers so you won't even have to cook the next day.
Yup. I work with both and I greatly prefer working with linux now but I get paid to stare at it, dig into config files, understand file systems, etc. The average consumer does not want to do this and doesn't give a shit about internals, they just want to click install and work which windows is pretty good at. If you told them they needed to edit a config file and play with services your customer support lines would be jammed.
I went off the road on an ice coated mountain road once. I suspected conditions were ripe for icing so I was going VERY slowly fortunately. I went into a tree. Well when I got out to inspect the damage as soon as I tried to stand up my feet went out from under me and I held onto the top of the door while my legs flailed like a cartoon character building up speed. The ice was the slickest I've ever encountered.