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  • Yup, that went well for Van Moof owners in the Netherlands. Also hipster bikes, the latest model turned out to be of dubious quality and was built using all custom parts. They had fun times getting their rediciously overpriced bikes repaired after the company went belly up.






  • I tried returning to WoW (Classic) after a 10 year absence, thought I’d try tanking for a change instead of healing. Deadmines, what could go wrong?

    Well, one mage managed to not only constantly draw agro from me, he also bumbled into the next group of mobs while the rest was still regaining mana again and again. Looted the box that starts that boss fight with a Tauren while the rest was not ready and wiping the party as a result. After that we all concluded that pressing on wasn’t going to work. Fucking hell, never gotten such a toxic shit load of crap in my chat ever before, he sent me a book’s worth of profanities all because “I sucked at tanking” according to him. Decided then and there that this was not the way how I wanted to spend my free time. When I quit WoW I already noticed that the social aspect was going down the drain, apparently it hasn’t gotten any better during my absence.


  • Aganim@lemmy.worldtoADHD memes@lemmy.dbzer0.comReader's Block
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    27 days ago

    I read so much in my youth, I could read cover to cover in one go thanks to the power of hyperfocus. Reading was fun and synergised greatly with my ADD-fueled daydreaming.

    Unfortunately though high school came along and had to fuck up my intrinsic motivation by force feeding the boomer drivel that ‘everybody should have read in their lives’, and having to write book reports where you’d have to analyse those books to death. Assignments could vary from analysing all the different narrative arcs in the story to the relationship between each main character in the story and even more obscure stuff that I don’t even (want to) remember.

    Anyway, this meant reading the ‘classic’ Dutch writers like Reve, Mullisch, Wolkers etc and then analysing a story you didn’t even care about. Fun fact: those writers seem to have an extremely limited repertoire: do you want to read about addiction, WWII, or sex? Ok ok, you had ‘het Gouden Ei’ by Krabbé, on which the movie ‘the Vanishing’ was based. Guess that was a breath of less stale air.

    But in the end it sucked the enjoyment I felt when reading from my very soul and replaced it with the feeling that reading books is a chore. At times a slight shimmer of that old spark returns, but never for long. Depending on how often I feel like reading, getting through a book usually takes me months to years these days and rarely captures me like in the past. I’ll never forgive the sadistic bastards who came up with this part of our educational system.

    Anyway, sorry for dumping this on you, turned out to be more of a rant than I initially intended. If anybody knows how to convince my brain to consider reading to be fun again, I welcome any insights.





  • Aganim@lemmy.worldtomemes@lemmy.worldThis is a robbery
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    Get the robber out, lock the door, call the cops.

    For us it was ‘hit the silent alarm as soon as it is safe to do so’ instead of calling the cops ourselves. Hitting the alarm would trigger a whole chain of events, which included alerting the cops, region manager and an emotional support team and sending out a notification to our intranet that your office would not be reachable for the rest of that day and the day after. It would also immediately notify the correct police departments, which was another reason why we were instructed to not call the alarm number.

    Our robber wrapped a plastic bag around his arm so probably didn’t have a firearm, but you simply do not take that risk. Although my colleague had to tell that nitwit that he walked into a branch office that didn’t handle money and had nothing on premises, which was clearly advertised at the door. It did have an ATM, but, as was also made very clear on the outside, we didn’t have access to that. Never seen somebody so confused, fortunately he 180’d out of there. We were lucky that it was probably just somebody who acted on an impulse, another office a few streets down had a real armed robbery, where one of my colleagues got a gun put to her head. Took her years to get her live back on track.