I left myself in my other pants - Tactical Ninja
Oct. 31st, 2013
10:33 am - I left myself in my other pants
Today I'm playing "Guess Who" with my flist, since names don't seem to be appearing above icons in my feed. I recognise a lot of them, but some folks like to switch their icons around and, well, if I say something inappropriate, it'll be kind of embarrassing. But that won't stop me. I have no shame.
Meanwhile, for those who are interested, my machine is currently undergoing disk rescue operations, wherein we're creating an image of my old data onto my new drive, in the hopes of keeping as much of it as possible. This is mainly to try and rescue my games, which I've never bothered to back up, along with the last couple of months' photos. Unfortunately to do this, it has to image the whole TB drive, and the faults on it are such that it times out trying to read stuff rather than just seeing it's broken and passing on. So every now and then it hangs really badly. So far it's done about 300G, after running for 36 hours, and found 82 errors. Hopefully it'll speed up for the non-broken bits and maybe I'll be able to get Aristotal going again soon.
Perversely, this weekend was the first weekend in a while where I've felt like playing games. Hmm..
Most people seem to have an opinion on this. Some say it's men in suits, others say it's elderly women, or teenagers, or *insert ethnic group here*, or cyclists. There's always someone out there who makes you go *gnng* by running red lights, almost taking you out through not seeing you, acting like they own the road, being ditzy, treating smaller vehicles as though they are 'lesser', whatever.
I've been a pedestrian in Wellington for a really long time. I cross at least twice a day at one of our busiest intersections (Taranaki/Courtenay), and I've been almost run over numerous times - even when I'm walking with the lights. And the whole time, I've been observing who it was that made being a pedestrian dangerous, scary or just anger-inducing. And I've finally reached a conclusion.
There is no 'inconsiderate type'. Men, women, young, old, all ethnic groups, and cyclists, are equally likely to act like douchebags on the road - to other motorists, to people in smaller vehicles, and to pedestrians.
Cyclists are more likely to run red lights and go up on the pavement among the pedestrians to 'cheat' the road rules.
People in cars are more likely to try to rush through on orange and/or block the intersection for pedestrians.
Buses are more likely to stop an inch away from the edge of the road and leave no room for you to walk past, or ignore the green man altogether.
But as far as general douchebaggery, rudeness, and lack of consideration goes, there is no discernable group that does it more than others.
I conclude from this that being a wanker on the road is just something some people do, and that as usual, evolutionary psychology is crap.
So next time some idiot almost takes you out on the road and you catch a glimpse of their smug face as they hoon off leaving you startled and adrenaline-soaked, stop yourself when you start thinking "Typical X" - because all they are is a typical douchebag.
This little observation brought to you by the nice young boyracer dude that stopped to let me cross this morning in the rain.
Gosh, it seems my work is about to start including travel again. I am going to Mosgiel. W00t!
I bought a bunch of work clothes yesterday, including a set of standard black pants. I haven't worn pants to work since 2006 - but they sure fit better into my snowboarding pants for the wet slosh down the hill this morning. And it seems that standard sizes haven't changed. I also bought jeans. The jeans are size 10 and a bit snug, the pants are size 8 and a bit big, but with no allowance for the fact that I have an arse.
Of course, all pants should be made with my body as the standard. Yep.