Nah, that would just make me a dick.
At one time I did, and to my surprise, my friend did just that! Unlocked their phone and handed it to me without a word. Welp.
I tried arguing against this, but it’s no use. I tried pointing out how something can be branded illegal retroactively, like 20 years down the line, I tried the “give me your credit card info” approach, nothing took. 90% of the time the counter-argument is usually something to the effect of “big companies know everything about me anyway”, which is just guessing on their part.
I’m just going to take care of my own privacy, because I’m clearly in the minority (present company excluded, of course). Almost everyone I know disregards online privacy completely, so I’m done trying to get a dialogue going with these people; it’s every man for himself. The only way online privacy will become a hot topic among laymen is when something nasty happens and at that point, it will have been too late.
Well, I don’t go around asking questions and then refusing every single answer, I can tell you that much.
No, those work too. I couldn’t possibly exclude examples of such lovely books for children.
Average, but quiet and peaceful life and it’s not even close. Being famous sounds like a massive chore.
Yeah, definitely not kid friendly. I’d much rather give them a light-hearted story about puppies, like The Plague Dogs.
It’s been a while since I’ve seen the movie (and have no desire to see it again) and I don’t remember the scene as clearly, so that’s on me. Throwing away the gem was still colossaly stupid, though.
James Cameron’s Titanic. It’s marketed as a romantic film, but the moment you start looking at other aspects of the movie, it just seems stupid. The antagonist is so cartoonishly evil, it’s a wonder they didn’t give him a mustache to twirl.
And then there’s the ending. Oh dear lord, the ending. Spoiler warning and all that: at the end of the movie, The Titanic s(t)inks and the passengers try to get to safety. Rose finds a floating door or something to stay afloat and finds Jack swimming in the freezing ocean. Then Jack makes the most non-sensical decision in the entire movie: he sacrifices his own life for no good reason. The plot frames it as a necessary sacrifice, but it totally IS unnecessary, because there was enough room on the stupid door for two people. And then we flash forward to the present, where Rose is old, but still has that gem she wore throughout the movie… and then she tosses it into the ocean. WHY.
Basically the plot boils down to: two young people have a fling on a boat and then the boat sinks. It absolutely did NOT deserve all those academy awards it got that year.
I would get a house, get a dog and just chill with said dog.
It definitely is for me, with pretty much the same reasons as the ones you’ve listed. I spent most of the last two summers indoors, because the heat was just unbearable. My friends and I hung out in the evenings, when we could take short walks without discharging a small lake’s worth of sweat. I can’t wait for autumn to arrive.
I would watch a Batman movie that’s framed as propaganda by Bruce Wayne. At least it would be better than the trainwreck that was Batman & Robin.
Ah. I… honestly hadn’t noticed. Apologies, OP. Removing previous comment.
He was trying to save his love by freezing everything and she wanted plants to become the dominant lifeform on the planet. So yes, we’re rooting for the billionaire that has a better adjusted moral compass than those two yahoos.
Fellow IT guy here (welcome!). It’s like everyone else said: have some proof that your boss was informed of the situation. As someone who worked for a few years in IT: avoid verbal agreements; you won’t be able to prove they happened and they’ll make it your fault. As an example, I refuse to do any work that might have long-term consequences if I don’t have a ticket requesting as such or at the very least a mail in my mailbox. All agreements should be documented somewhere. Email is good, hard copies (paper) are even better.
Always, always, always document your requests. Bosses will not hesitate to throw you under the bus when something THEY fucked up goes wrong. Like southsamurai said: cover your ass, then follow orders. When shit inevitably hits the fan, you’ll have something to point to.
I used to love Chilli con carne, but not anymore. One day I woke up not feeling well and we were having Chilli con carne for lunch. Despite my condition, I sat down at the table and started eating. It didn’t last long. In a few minutes, I was feeling queasy and had to dash to the bathroom to throw up. Ever since then I can’t look at, smell or eat a Chilli con carne dish without remembering that day.