I can’t check on my 401(k) because freaking Wells Fargo asked me “What was your favorite book in high school” and “What did you want to be when you grew up”. I sheet you not. Looking back my answers should have been “Playboy” and “a dinosaur”.
Thats cool. I know its an easy mistake to make (particularly if learning the language).
rage lessening… 8)
Fucking. Screen. [i]PROTECTORS[/i].
I cannot be the only one that nerd rages over these fucking static-charged, hell spawned pieces of shit. I mean, are these things even worth it in the end? I know they’re made of cheap plastic so after a few days of use they’ll be covered with scratches, but I submit that the actual screen is far more resistant and would probably suffer no harm at all unless you put it in the same pocket as your keys all the time.
It is virtually impossible to apply one of these things without fucking up the display with air bubbles. And it’s not just trapped air that’s the problem; that’s easily solved by pushing them out. The real problem is the fact that as soon as they are exposed to air, they attract every microscopic dust, lint, and hair particle within a thirty mile radius which then gets trapped between the screen and the “protector” which creates a bubble that cannot be removed.
The last time I did this I ended up washing the thing and drying it with paper (every single kind of cloth I used left some kind of lint or dust). After about an hour or so I managed to get only one dust particle which luckily was not on the display, but over time it has degraded and now I find myself faced yet again with this impossible task.
Fuck screen protectors. Please tell me we’re close to developing scratch proof glass displays so we can forever be rid of this nuisance.
We’ve already developed scratch-proof displays, you have to hit gorilla glass with a seriously hard piece of steel to have a chance of scratching it. I just dedicate my right front pocket to my phone and nothing else, and forgo protectors or cases. My OG Droid made it two years with a single 3mm scratch at the end, my new Droid is still pristine. I just wish they’d start making sunglasses and shooting glasses with the stuff.
RichVR
2725
Same here for the right front pocket thing. As well I keep the screen toward my leg. The phone has a Ballistic case and so the back is adequately protected.
When I first got my phone the guy at the store put on a screen protector. He spent a good 15-20 minutes on it. Not a bubble or dust speck in sight. But all it did was ruin the view of the Retina screen. After a week I peeled it off and was amazed with how good the screen actually looked. What a waste.
Yeah I mean, these things are used to prevent cosmetic damage to the screen, but in doing so you end up making the screen look like shit by masking it or covering it with bubbles. And of course since it’s so much more susceptible to scratches, you end up constantly viewing a scratched screen just so you can protect it…from getting scratched.
Surely it must’ve been mentioned before in this thread, but any time anyone writes the contraction of ‘have’ as ‘of’. Lately I keep seeing “should of” and “could of” fucking everywhere, and I can’t remember the last time I saw someone use a contraction properly. For some reason the fact that even people who otherwise write perfectly properly don’t seem to know this confuses and enrages me. It’s not tricky like trying to figure out clauses or when to use a semicolon here. DO YOU PEOPLE NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT WHAT YOU ARE SAYING? DO YOU THINK ‘OF’ MEANS ‘HAVE’?
Same difference. I could care less. Excetera.
You forgot “I mine as well”.
Mrenda
2730
All those really annoy me after I’m hopped up on three expressos.
To my ear, “same difference” just sounds like any other idiom that doesn’t make much logical sense but has a clear meaning. “Then” for “than” in written expression, on the other hand, still gets me every time.
Not nerd rage, as usual, but delivery companies. God damn fucking delivery companies. I mean, when I lived in Canada there was an excuse because the buzzer was broken in our apartment and I hadn’t caught on to the practice of telling them to buzz the super, but damn if they still don’t fuck up when I live in a place where there are no locked doors impeding their delivery. I suppose there might have been some construction vehicle on the road, but then I’d appreciate it if it didn’t say “recipient refused delivery”. Do I need to call them now? Will they make another attempt? Who knows!
I find normal postal delivery where I need to get it myself from the post office about 100x more convenient than home delivery, given the stupid timeframes and what at least feels like a 33% failure rate.
So, Mr. Jobs Website. Why. The. Fucking. Hell. did you mail me my username and password.
In plaintext.
There is no excuse on earth for this. None. Nada. Zero.
There! Right there! Neeeerrrrrrrrrrd rrrrrrrrrrragggggggggge! I could care less means you can indeed care less than you already do. It does NOT mean couldn’t care less. RRRRRrrrarrrarwwwwwwaaaaaagggggggge!
(froth, foam, urk, heart attack! Thud)
Dude, chill. I know the difference, trust me.
RichVR
2736
This happens so often that I’m not surprised. The first thing you do is log on and change the password. This happens constantly with automated email. I can’t fucking stand it.
No…you don’t quite get it…This was a HAND-SENT email from a potential employer, for their own website (which I’d registered on not long ago).
From their HR department, no less.
corsair
2738
I think you missed the point.
Edit in: and since that was kind of designed for you to further misinterpret, 1) it wasn’t about you per se, and 2) it wasn’t particularly meant seriously (an example of nerd rage to be laughed at). In other words, Dude, chill out! ;-)
You can never be too sure on the Internet. Inflection doesn’t translate well to text.
When did people start saying “I’ve not” instead of “I haven’t”?
I’m pretty sure nobody did that when I was a kid, and I first started hearing it with Indian colleagues, but it isn’t a British-ism that I ever encountered when I lived in Singapore. Where did it come from? It sounds so awkward, and I see it more and more with different contractions.
