This happened to me a few years ago when my mother and I were looking at my late grandfather’s film reels. Some of those reals were NOT labeled well enough.
At the height of World of Warcraft, a coworker of my mom’s moved from Vancouver to the southern US to live with a guy she had only ever talked to in WoW. Things were not as promised when she got down there. She eventually moved back.
Before WoW I played Ultima Online, and the co-GMs of my UO guild were a couple that had only met online. About 6 months after I started playing, they had an in-game marriage, and then about 6 months later both moved to Las Vegas to buy a house together (I think they’d met in person once by this point). Under a year later, they were married in real life too. Last I heard, they were still together.
If you’re out there Ramirez and Azizza, I hope you’re still happy.
I see your contextless non-sequitur CoD:MW2 campaign reference in a reply-to-a-reply 15 comments down on this thread. I like to think we all have a tiny Keith David sitting on our shoulder, yelling at us to live our dreams.
That we have the technology to make a paper towel dispenser that works well, and that we don’t do that very much because it’s cheaper to make one that works poorly, are not incompatible.
When we get mass market flying cars, we’ll get incredibly shitty flying cars that crash all the time, about a week later.
Or people are putting in too low quality of paper into the machine. The paper has to be strong enough to active the mechanism, they already say two hands since one usually rips before being able to pull it down.
“We are highly aware that the springs in our machine are too strong, thus causing disfunction of the machine. We will not change our design. We already paid for 300.000 springs, so fuck you, buy better paper.”
a little while ago a kid and I talked lenghthily on Rocket League. We hit it off pretty good in-game, good team. He vented about one issue and it led us into a conversation about neurodivergence. I hope he’s alright
Personally, I did a high school senior project on the absolute state of public education over 10 years ago. I don’t think my conservative, Ayn Rand-pushing English teacher even read my paper because she gave it a solid B.
(The same year I had forced an AP teacher to change his rubric because they wanted to flunk me and I met a condition that they thought we were too dumb to meet.)
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