So Im trying another place tomorrow, its 2 buses but, hey. Then I called a place I had paper applied months ago. He still had my app, I am to go friday.
I hate not having cash in the summer. I love summer, and every year I plan to buy clothes, attractive ones, and make up, and it hasnt happened yet.
Yeah, I knew something was up when you never accepted my friend request. A decade is a long time to leave someone hanging./s
Surely you are not getting the notifications from the FB app, because you don’t have the app, right? So is it text or email notifications? Seems that you could delete or update those contact numbers.
Ohhhh… Facebook was a buried app on my phone. I removed it from my phone. Never used it. That should do it.
Odd that it is suddenly beeping me at all hours.
Thanks Dag_Otto.
This is what SDMB is all about, odd questions from odd people answered by you good folks.
Removed app from my phone, and just got another request. Crap.
FB continuously tweaks their processes to bug more people about more shit unless you have explicitly opted out of whatever new thingy they invent. Which you can’t do until they invent it. Every new thingy defaults to “Everybody loves this shit and wants it set to maximum bother and maximum ‘connecting’ with other people and (more importantly) maximum advertising bots.” I suspect this is where you are right now: some new connection option is set to “everyone everywhere always” which you need to kill.
Story time:
My late first wife was on FB back when she was healthy. She rarely bordering on never posted to it. But got occasional notices about the couple dozen friends and family she’d connected with. And she tended to use FB to read and keep up with their stuff.
Me? I have no Facebook at all. It’s blocked at my firewall. Zuckerfuck and his sprawling criminal empire have no idea I exist. Which suits me fine.
Wife had been dead for a couple weeks then great gouts of FB notifications start appearing in my personal email. Not hers. Mine. Not just about her friends & family connections most of whom I knew IRL, but about anyone those friends and family had ever hear of and everyone those other people had ever heard of. Zuckerfuck and company had somehow (probably the publicly available death notice) conjoined me to her and decided I was fresh meat needing recruiting.
I can’t say quite how much I was not in the mood for that intrusion at that time. Words fail me, and as you all know, I have a lot of words and I’m generally not afraid to use them.
That did not end well. For them. You can kill the Zuckerfucking Medusa-headed hell-beast. But it takes diligent work.
Some days I kinda wish Elon Musk would buy Facebook. He did so well with Twitter.
Thank you LSL for your response.
My Mother died 8 months ago (was never on fb, I’m taking care of her estate). A cousin/good friend is dying as I type (she was never on fb)
I’m 100 miles from home and my wife trying to do what I can for my dying cousin. I suspect she has less than a week (that’s what the hospice nurse said). The last damn thing I need is someone beeping me in the middle of the night because they had a good dinner.
I can’t just turn my phone off because if my cousin dies, I will need to be out the door in 5 minutes.
It’s lonely.
I am trying to lose weight again. It is going well so far. I’ve lost 18 lbs. I have a long way to go. I’ve upped my intake of veggies by a lot though and I had forgotten a consequence of suddenly doing that… My bowels are NOT HAPPY. Very not happy. I know from past experience that they will get over it in another week or two but in the meantime, I am a little miserable.
And speaking of miserable, my brain has also picked a bad time to act up again. I’ve had a good month an a half or so. The launch of my project went really poorly but I had good focus and I handled the stress really well. But now that we are kind of out of the thick of it, I am feeling really bad. I feel directionless and scatterbrained. I don’t know what to do next and I’m overwhelmed by all the different things I need to do. It’s not that I have nothing to do, I have lots to do. I just can’t prioritize it. I guess this is normal but I’m feeling horrible about it.
Our neighbor is cutting down a big tree in his front yard.
My entire neighborhood for blocks around, there are large trees in the front yard that were planted not long after the neighborhood was developed. It’s really nice.
When I asked him why, he said because it keeps the grass from growing and drops stuff on his driveway.
So he’s removing a 50+ year-old healthy tree, to grow a monoculture yard.
Well. Enjoy that grass, buddy.
I hope it drives him nuts dealing with the clover spreading from my yard that I’ve been overseeding with and planting whenever there’s a bare patch.
Heh. My neighbor nearly had a stroke when he saw that we had a section of our yard intentionally seeded with dandelion and broad leaf plantain (excellent tortoise foods).
A local miscreant decided to do a modification on the sign in front of the apartment complex last night. Ripped off the edge of the sign and added some custom artwork. Not cool.
Bad air quality is very real in the Tri-State Area today. At different times, the windows looking outside have seemed to be either tinted orange or tinted yellow. It’s been said that people are wearing air quality masks.
Are those simply multilayered cloth masks or are they N95 paper masks? Which works best given this…?
To be fair, that sign needed some maintenance anyway.
My advice is usually fair to middling. At rare times, it might even be good. But it is never great advice.
I suspect Dr. Doofenschmirtz created a Bad-Airenator.
Terrible in NYC today. Particulates at 413, anything over 300 is considered Hazardous. The sky is orange, the air is hazy and thick, reeks of smoke from Canadian wildfires.
Today we had the worst pollution in the world. We’ve been going back in forth with New Delhi for the #1 spot. 
My heart goes out to those caught up in these fires.
ETA: Mayor asking people to stay indoors, and to wear KN95 masks if possible. Very dangerous for the elderly, children, asthmatics, etc.
Thank you!
For some reason, my fine day turned to shit at about 3pm. I got an email from someone who irrationally annoys me more than I want her to. She’s so fucking condescending. I can’t stand that shit. I’ve been here eight years and you’ve been contracted to our development team for less than six months, I don’t need your fucking “reminders” about how to position my grant. The worst part is her advice is usually good.
And this grant. “Answer these five complicated questions about your agency in 100 words.” Every section is like this. It’s taking forever because writing short things is harder than writing long things.
Whatever. We’re not getting $1,000,000 from Jeff Bezos’ ex.
I’m going to play Diablo IV now.
“I hate Lilith. I have since ‘Cheers’…” - Overheard
For the last couple days, I have these hard bumps at the back bottom of my hairline. They dont itch, thank god, but is it acne, do I use something?