Love trailers, fucking hate ads for cars and stupid bullshit played before or after trailers.

I’m sorry, what??? I’m just as perplexed as you are, where are you seeing this and can you drop a link?

It’s always best to address stuff like this with a very wide grin and say “Ah, it’s good to know that for all your self-righteousness and false piety, you will burn in hell, and Jesus will weep knowing his sacrifice meant nothing to you. Ta!”

You don’t even need to believe it, it just really gets under people’s skin. Fuck 'em.

There’s been more than a few times my kid has called me out by saying “Use your inside thoughts”.

Canada, various provinces - either weed whacker or whipper-snipper.

Scott calls it a trimmer sometimes, but Scott’s a dick and we hate him.

Edit: Fuck you too, Scott.

Fair enough - glad you’re trying something to address this lot! Believe it or not, did actually mean this as a ‘what if/what are the ramifications for orgs like this if that happened’, but probably best not to entertain that yourself at the moment.

As a total aside, good song to keep spirits up today might be The Last Saskatchewan Pirate by Captain Tractor - very last line before final chorus is relevant :)

Good luck with what you’re doing!

Silly idle thought (for real): Suppose in a situation like this, particularly if people complain on the internet drawing attention to the fact that there’s 1000s of pounds of produce in a space that likely doesn’t have funding for strong security measures, a group of interested parties brought some trucks and took it without explicit permission or consent from the organization.

What’s the impact to the org in situations where this isn’t given away to unauthorized parties, but gets stolen instead?

Whenever I see someone with sunglasses inside, I always chalk it up to a) not being arsed to remove them, b) light-sensitivity due to migraine/hangover, or c) being on some sort of drug (sunglasses = invisibility cloak/comfort blanket for some folks).

All of these are totally valid. Douchey is as douchey does, if folks are acting polite/keeping to themselves I don’t judge.

It’s not the worst idea, though of course you’d need to figure out if taking a job in another city is worth maybe having to move your family/your wife having to transfer or find a new role herself.

Don’t limit yourself to this, but something to think about re: searching: What private labs operate in your part of Canada (Lifelabs, Dynacare, etc.)? Who holds the contracts for hospital lab sample/supply transportation (this can be tricky to suss out, but if you find yourself near hospitals at all, think about the branding on courier vans you see)? Etc.

I see you’re at lemmy.ca - are you a Canadian? If so, and you don’t mind sharing, where in the country do you live?

Your experience makes me think something re: logistics operations in the medical industry could be of interest, and I see postings from time to time. But availability really hinges on where you are. Won’t lie, they are stressful jobs, but compensation and benefits can be good, and there’s some opportunity to cut your teeth on projects like route optimization and/or get paid PM training.

Imagine if instead of going to the bar for a beer you went to the restaurant to eat some THC infused food

Brother I’ve been imagining this since legalization here. More than a few restaurateurs were as well, only to be disappointed by the current legislation.

My kingdom for a legal, indoor cannabis consumption space that doesn’t have to get around things by being a funded experiment or ‘grey area, members only “private club”’ (translation: open as long as cops can’t be arsed to bother raiding, and you do a little kabuki theatre the first time you visit). And tinctures, infused drinks and edibles are the clear best choices of RoA in those spaces given anti-smoking laws.

I don’t have enough space, good enough acoustics, enough money, distance from my neighbours or appropriate zoning to let bands play in my house on a regular basis. So alas, I must leave my house once and a while.

Edit: And the people outside my house make way better tacos than I do, though this can be worked on.

🎶Gotta catch 'em all, 2C-B!🎶

Based on your definition of chav (I too thought tracksuits, trainers, and UK urban slang), think about the kind of hobbies folks like this do. Dunno if it’s an exact equivalent, but if someone was looking for a redneck here in Canada, they’d be going to car and truck shows/events, hunting events, small town bars, fishing derbies, small circuit pro-wrestling events, farm/harvest festivals, county fairs, that kind of thing.

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For me, it was always consoles I never actually got. Dreamcast for a while (VMUs were so fucking cool), then the GP32.

Two reasons: Practical considerations (shared assets, certain legal protections, I’ve seen people get married for an easier go re: immigration in some cases, etc. Basically check your local laws); and ritualistic.

I find people often discount the importance of certain ritual practices in Western secular society, and for a lot of people ritual in general is a whole lot of fluff and nonsense. But having a ceremony to recognize a formal joining of two people, and by extension their families (to varying degrees), with the at least ostensible intent that you will live and die in partnership with that person, is a powerful thing. It’s a common ritual among multiple societies, with lots of variation and differences in exactly what it signifies, but the ubiquity speaks to that power IMO.

Don’t get me wrong - I think divorce is a good thing for when the partnership truly does not and cannot work, and people can live happily in lifelong unions without marriage - but for some folks, taking that vow in the eyes of your friends and family (and whatever deity concept you may have, if that’s your kink) is a very important and serious thing. Something changes, to some degree, when you take that oath.

It doesn’t have to be expensive - that it often is, IMO, is a function of capitalism infecting a beautiful thing more than anything else. You can have a wedding in someone’s backyard officiated by someone who paid $25 online for a certificate, with a small number of close friends and a potluck BBQ afterwards, and it would be just as valid and meaningful as a wedding that cost 100k (shit, IME the smaller one is actually more meaningful in a lot of cases). It’s the intent, ritual, and meaning participating parties place on it that’s important.

I second mycoboutique, it is cute as fuck.

Sometimes, I think about the fact that if I post something really useful here, our traffic’s still so comparatively small that it probably won’t come up in a search engine query.

But that’s the way I like it, baby - I don’t want to live forever.

So I’ve since quit, and I understand why even what I’m about to describe doesn’t exist anymore where I am, but right at the tail end of smoking indoors there were businesses/buildings doing totally walled off, wellish ventilated smoking areas. Those seemed ok to me, and when I (stupidly) took up smoking I was sad those were gone.

The only, and last, one I saw when I was a smoker was in an airport, which was an unexpected godsend because my fuck does it suck to be a smoker waiting for a flight.

(Yes, it’s a gross and deadly habit that’s also unhealthy and gross for the people around you and the employees who had to work in/clean such spaces, and it makes sense to have no smoking indoors).