> be me
> hired as business analyst
> automate company purchasing process, hand responsibility to small team
> move to data analyst role, hands off for two years
> purchasing team stacks their shit at my desk the whole time instead of doing their job
> fiat clown world undefeated
Goat biryani wherein I helped the cook buy a goat leg from the trunk of an Afghan soldier's Toyota Corolla by making sure the seller and his buddy in a tower nearby didn't shoot us. The pickled garlic cloves were an unforgettable condiment, just *chef's kiss*
Sometimes I wish more people understood war's ROI but then I remember they'd need to experience it to do so - which is also bad. So that's motivation to educate others, I suppose, and validate whether the penis mightier than the sword.
The dong is approaching all time length, or um, high with the halving under 9,000 blocks away. Nobody is bullish enough.
Farming is harder than anything city folks can comprehend. After making it through each year, for generations on end, plenty of us don't feel any need to prove ourselves to anyone because the results speak. At least that's how I grew up on the plains - getting a gun and roofing houses beginning age 5, driving tractors at 7, etc.
Plus the cold winters keep riffraff out.
Mmm, cilantro so good. Mmm, cilantro so good. Gang gang. Yes yes yes. Yes yes yes. Yes yes yes. Gang gang. Mmm, cilantro so good.
Based grandmas like yours always remind me of the Bill Withers song "Grandma's Hands"
FREAKS TOGETHER STRONG
I still use LinkedIn in the fiat mines (yuck), but now have maybe 5% bitcoin-related connections. The algo understood the assignment and is pushing corn content (corntent) for 80%+ of my feed. Kinda cool ngl.