I’ll start. I watched every minute of Francis Ford Coppola’s “Megalopolis”.

Just finished… it made me think of this topic.

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    7 days ago

    physically mailed requests to opt out of binding arbitration agreements

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    I’m the first of my kind to land on a payroll on my line of work in my country. I’m the reason my job recognized in the national job definitions papers.

    I exemplified other companies that we’re worth permanent hiring, so I know at least 50 people got permanent jobs a few years after I did.

    (We’re usually hired for gigs or projects)

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    As a kid, I once killed a fly by squeezing an empty yogurt bottle, propelling the lid of said bottle and squatting the fly on the wall. I did that on purpose and it took some attempts.

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    Cool? Definitely not, or at least I don’t think so. And I very seriously doubt anyone would be jealous.

    I used to go up in the mountains by myself. Bare minimum supplies, like a knife, the clothes on my back, and an emergency pack for “in case shit”, that if I had to touch, the trip was over. I also went armed because shit can happen.

    Now, I did this for years, and it was very rare for anything bad to happen at all, and the worst stuff wasn’t life threatening except once. I’d run across bears, a few crazy people, maybe twist an ankle or some such.

    But that one time.

    So, there’s a feral dog problem. They’ve interbred with what’s called the eastern coyote, which itself is supposedly a mix of coyote, wolf, and a little dog.

    The eastern coyote is rarely a problem. Small family groups, avoid people. If you see them at all, it’s unusual.

    But when they mix with dogs, and those dogs are feral, the packs get bigger and they tend to not be scared of humans.

    Well, I was cooking a fish I caught during one summer when the weather had been dry, and small animal populations were low.

    The smell brought a pack in. Enough of them that they tried to circle me in and come at me after the fish I threw to them wasn’t interesting enough.

    I had 14 rounds on me, and I needed most of them. The first couple of shots missed because I was fucking terrified. At that point, I’d never taken any training for shooting under pressure, so I was panic breathing and shaking hard.

    You’d think the sound of a 45 going off would have scared them off, but it didn’t. I dropped a couple of them, swapped mags and dropped two more before the rest ran off. One of them, I had to finish because I didn’t get a clean shot because it was early in the half a minute it all took.

    I hiked my ass back out as soon as I could stop shaking and keep my legs under me. And I did the hike with a nice wet spot because I pissed myself a little.

    Went to the ranger station, reported it, did all that crap and went home.

    Now, there was also a less dramatic event not maybe ten miles away where I found a body. Suicide, shotgun vs head. That was not fun either; but plenty of people have found dead bodies. Those were the two worst things I ever had happen up there on my own.

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      I really appreciate your honesty. You absolutely could re-tell this story to make yourself look like a cool rugged survivalist, but I imagine you didn’t much feel like one in the moment.

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        Man, I felt like dinner in the moment.

        Being honest though, I sometimes tell the story like an adventure tale, right until the end.

        Give details, all the flashes of memory that come with it, hype the story. Then, at the very end, describe the pee dripping down my leg in as much detail.

        It’s one of those stories I had to tell for years, because telling it as a story breaks down the horror of it in my head. You tell a story like that enough times, you kinda blur the emotional edges off of it, and it loses power. Nowadays, it’s just another story, luckily.

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    I fell out of an aeroplane with no parachute and lived.

    Was sweeping the little Cessna out when i stepped back missed the step and went arse over head into the tarmac.

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    Waaaaay back in college (this was over a decade ago), I wrote a 16-page paper making the argument that there were only four continents, not five, six, or seven as various countries proclaim:

     

    The Cliff Notes:

    • North America and South America can be still considered a single continent due to the fact that the Panama Canal doesn’t fully bisect the two landmasses. (The Isthmus of Panama is still very much wild rainforest and lakes, and the canal is essentially two points on each side connected by a boat route across multiple of these lakes).

    So, #1: America (alt. the Americas)

    • Europe and Asia are not actually bisected into two landmasses, and if anything any physical connection is reinforced by the fact that the boundary is the Ural Mountain range.

    So, #2: Eurasia

    • Prior to the construction of the Suez Canal in 1869, Europe and Africa were indeed the same landmass, connected by the Isthmus of Suez. However, as the Suez Canal is a sea-level canal, it is created by literally cutting the landmasses apart down to relative sea levels.

    So, #3: Africa

    • Australia…Yeah, I didn’t see any reason why it should lose its status as the world’s biggest island and smallest continent.

    So, #4: Australia

    • Antarctica I didn’t consider a continent because it’s mostly ice, and if Australia is considered the minimum bound for how big a “continent” should be, then, well, the portion of Antarctica that is actually ground below all that ice is actually a smaller contiguous size than Australia, ergo it cannot count as a continent.

    'Course now I’m older and realize that was all bullshit. Lol. Sure it makes sense from a geological standpoint (but even that is bullshit as geologically there are no “continents”, only plates), but a continent is more than its geological structure; it’s geological, political, and economic, all three of these rolled into one.

     


    Sources for Images Used:

    1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Panama_Canal
    2. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ural_Mountains
    3. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suez_Canal
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    I attended a 1-on-1 meeting that a billionaire scheduled with me but that they themselves did not attend.

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    I might be the only American to have applied for a light sport flight instructor certificate on physical paper, and I believe I caused an update to the IACRA system.

    For those unaware, IACRA is the system for applying for airman certificates online. Instead of mailing a paper 8710 to Washington you fill it out on one of the US government’s many shitass fuckchild web 0.8 websites. The FAA isn’t as bad as the FCC on that front but shew buddy.

    I was applying for a light sport flight instructor certificate. One of the prerequisites for this is a credential in the Fundamentals of Instruction. Per the FARs, this can be:

    • A passing score on an FAA FoI knowledge test (70 or better) within the last 24 months
    • Holder of at least a Basic Ground Instructor certificate
    • A state issued teacher’s certificate for grade 7 or higher, or
    • A job as a college professor

    I had taken and passed the FoI test, but the 24 month mark was rapidly approaching before I could arrange the practical test, so I took the BGI test (which is another knowledge test) flew to the FSDO in Greensboro, filled out a form, and one clammy government handshake later I was a ground instructor. Ground instructor certificates don’t expire so that effectively eliminated the time constraint on the FoI test result.

    Checkride time approached, it was time to fill out the 8710…IACRA had no way of accepting a BGI certificate number as the FoI prerequisite. It was designed to only accept a LaserGrade test result, there wasn’t a way to use the other legal prerequisite types. So I had to print out a physical 8710 and mail it to Washington. Last I heard of the matter, my DPE let me know she had contacted somebody at the FAA about the matter, so teachers, professors and ground instructors should be able to correctly apply for a flight instructor certificate now.

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    Not all at the same time:

    • Broken both ankles at once
    • Bitten by a snake, twice (two different snakes)
    • In (temporary) remission from myeloma, an incurable blood cancer
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    Hmmm, for something that very few other people on lemmy have?

    no spoiler

    Made a post on lemmy and remembered to answer my own question in a reply rather than the post.

    really joking here, folks

    :::Asked out my crush. :P

    For the general world?

    I tried to talk someone out of suicide and failed. Can’t think of something less cool or envy-inducing.

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    Been in a plane crash.

    It was a Beech 18 that experienced fuel starvation on climb out. The pilot raised the gear and belly landed it in a freshly tilled corn field off the end of the runway. It was a lot like being in a car accident, just lasted longer with a lot more rending metal noises. The port engine was ripped off and was sitting about 50 feet behind where the plane came to rest.

    It wasn’t cool, believe me…