My only point was I never listened to a boom box outside.

To be fair the word contact is kinda sus. I had CPS “contact” when I broke my arm in kindergarten.

I was pushed off the play ground by another kid while at school. My parents were both at work. I had a lot of bruises they also didn’t like. I remember getting questioned about it at the hospital for what felt like forever. They kept pointing out scrapes and bruises and asking how that happened. I had no clue and kept saying from playing.

That sounds like the bare minimum to qualify as contact.

The only application I can think of off the top of my head that would require that precision is a R2R DAC.

Just sort through a bin until you find one.

Me trying to show a zoomed where a file is on the network. Me: “Open file explorer” Zoomer: “What?” Me: “Files…” Zoomer: “Huh?” Me: “Just click the folder.” Zoomer: “Ohhhhhh”

Almost as bad as watching my boomer coworker open notepad and drag a file into it. Just double click or right click open with. Ahhhhh.

I’d only give up my dog over my dead body.

They were on the sidewalk not in the road. Last time I checked cars don’t drive on the sidewalk.

Why are you assuming a protest is in the road blocking traffic.

7 all the way. Though a nice metal mechanical pencil does sound nice.

Probably 1 or 2 would be my style.

But they just disappear into the ether for no reason.

I was kind of lost in my late 20s and went to a career counselor. We did a bunch of exercises and I did a bunch of reading. After a few weeks with her help I narrowed it down to about 4-5 careers I was interested in. We then looked at job markets and education requirements and I picked a direction to go.

It’s been about 10 years and it was a great decision.

Doesn’t look like enough penis was added.