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  1. Unless you're the company raking in the money. Then they're great.
  2. "In fact, forget the Windows 10!"
  3. I'll take Ross Time over Valve Time any day of the week.
  4. I'm just going to guess based on other forums I've in the past, you should be able to post like you normally would, and it would display who made the post just the same. The only thing it keeps hidden is just your online status. I'm also posting this while signed in anonymously, so I guess we'll see...
  5. Hey, with enough vodka, it's all going to be the same anyway. I need to replay those sometimes.
  6. I don't think so. I think he tries to keep the categories broad on purpose, since games these days can blur the line across several single genres at once sometimes, and trying to determine every single which category the game could possibly fit in probably gets old fast. Don't get me wrong, I think it would be cool if you could check more boxes to narrow it down further ("Let me see strategy games....Ok now let me see strategy games that are in real time... alright now let me see strategy games that are in real time with 2D graphics"), but probably just wants to keep it simple to conserve time and effort.
  7. Generic-User

    Hell Jobs

    I would rather relive my worst days in the military than work at an Amazon fulfillment center. Or really do any job related to Amazon.
  8. Now I'm trying to remember if vodka in S.T.A.L.K.E.R lowered your radiation amount or not. I will say, alcohol (specifically ethyl alcohol) works as an antidote for antifreeze poisoning though. We even had a bottle of it in the ER I worked in, ready to be administered via IV.
  9. Regarding the privacy concerns. usually most forums I've seen that have a "who's online" thing at the bottom also tend to have an option to just list you as a hidden user when you log in.
  10. Generic-User

    Hell Jobs

    Hah, thanks. Fortunately that's what the physical is for. If they think there's a health reason that might lead to you crashing the plane, they won't clear you for it. They're pretty damn picky about some pretty small things sometimes, but the FAA would prefer not to take any chances I suppose.
  11. Generic-User

    Hell Jobs

    A book would have been fine, and I remember even bringing one in one time, but the looming existential dread made it hard to focus. Or it would be jarring once you finally settle into the book and BAM the code phone goes off. Scares the hell out of you every time. It had a unique tone and was loud as all hell, and you can't possibly predict if or when it might go off, so it was also like working next to a jump scare on a random timer. It put you in a subconscious mode where you felt like you could never let your guard down, and it sucked trying to read a book while always feeling on edge. Right now I'm trying to go back to college to try and become an airline pilot (getting a medical certificate has been a lengthy ordeal that I'm still working through). I worked that hospital gig when I was going to college after high school (around 10 years ago), and I ended up quitting after only 3 months. I was also just burned out from school, and it just wasn't "doing it" for me, so I figured I'd try something else. I ended up going into the military and for the most part I loved it (despite it's own "hell job" moments at times). I had a good run, but once you started getting up a little in the ranks for my job it started to become less hands-on and more administrative focused, and nothing is more soul crushing to me than sitting behind a desk and handling dry policy and bureaucratic related stuff, that feels like it exists just for the sake of existing. After I got out (about 2 years ago) I just took money I had saved up and decided to enjoy my newfound "freedom" and just kick it on my own, while not having to work. While I was doing that I made plans to go out and try hiking the Appalachian Trail. I actually didn't make it very far, I got really sick and had to bail (without going into a whole other lengthy story, we think it was something to do with a side effect of a medication I was on, exacerbated by the physical exertion of the hike, as opposed to drinking bad water or something like that). Since coming back from that is when I started making preparations for the pilot gig. Going further and further into the process, I'm not optimistic on how it might turn out (I have a lot of health issues, and have had to get seen by, and get paperwork from a lot of different doctors), but I have a couple backup plans lined up. If it doesn't pan out, I'll jump on one of those, since it kind of sucks feeling like you're currently in limbo, which is where I currently am now.
  12. They actually tested that on Mythbusters (as far as bugs being able to survive radiation) and a couple species were pretty damn resistant to some strong radiation (I unfortunately don't remember the specifics of the episode; I think actually some form of beetle actually did better than the rest). I'll admit though, their ability to reproduce was outside the scope of their experiment. I'll have to find and watch that episode again sometime.
  13. Generic-User

    Hell Jobs

    Only really major hell job for me that comes to mind was working at the switchboard of a large hospital that was nearby. We handled all the incoming calls to the hospital and had to route them around to what people were looking for (like "hey can you put me through to family medicine, I need to make an appointment"), and also route internal calls from the facility to either someone else internal or outside to whoever they needed to talk to. We also had to deal with sending messages to pagers (since cell signal inside the hospital was atrocious). We also dealt with paging codes, which was always usually pretty straightforward, but also stressful because any delays in response were automatically your fault until you've managed to handle the protocol for contacting everyone involved (depending on what the code was). Anyway, the day-to-day wasn't too terrible, especially on day shift, as it was very straightforward since the entire hospital was open, and practically all you had to do was just connect calls. Evening and night shift was a little different, since although the call volume dropped, the amount of work you had to do per call tended to increase, since you had to manage connecting patients to on-call doctors after hours, and other pain in the ass things. Normal customer service hassle stuff also applied (like getting cussed out by people that you can't talk back to, etc.), along with getting reamed by doctors and nurses for stupid stuff. Day shift was actually pretty great, but evening and night shift though was where it started to suck (especially night shift). I only got to do day shift during training. All the day shift people were full-time employees and also had worked there for like 20 years, and weren't going anywhere, anytime soon (one of those jobs where you can't get the slot until someone literally dies or retires). They put me on evening shift for a bit (I was part-time so they shuffled me around, though only between evening and night) which I still can't decide if it was better or worse than nights. Anyway, what made it a hell job for me was they primarily had me work night shift. During that time, it was only one person, just you. That isn't always so bad (I'm a pretty solitary guy anyway) but the place they had you working in might as well have been a dungeon. You were in the basement of the building, in the center of it, so there were no windows around at all. You were also under 9 stories of concrete, so cell service was completely out of the question. There was no wifi that you could access (not that I had a smartphone at the time, and you weren't allowed to bring in a laptop). You had a computer in front of you for handling all the switchboard stuff, but it had no internet (there was only a local intranet). Lastly we had a small CRT TV up in the corner of the room, but it only had local access cable, so pretty much the only thing on was infomercials at that time of night (though once in a while you got lucky). Basically, all you had was the switchboard phone, some TV that wasn't even worth watching, and yourself. Nothing else. You had to sit there and rot, while also maybe taking, at most, 10-20 calls in an entire night (this was both good and bad). It was hell trying to stay awake, unless you just brought a bunch of energy drinks to keep in the mini fridge in the room. You couldn't get up and leave either, since it was literally just you in the room, and you had to be in there at all times in case someone called (or god forbid a code). If you needed to use the bathroom, your only option was to wait halfway through the shift, where someone from security would stop by and see if they needed to cover the switchboard while you went to go piss or whatever (they had formal training on the system, but only a minimal amount, and if you took too long and a code came in and the security guy botched it, it was still your ass). They were good dudes though, and if you absolutely had to use the bathroom or something outside of that mid-way break period, they would come down to cover, but if they had stuff going on (like someone going apeshit in the psych ward), it could be some time, since they were also on a skeleton crew at night. So yeah, barring some exceptional nights (like the insane amount of stuff I had to do after a dude got stabbed in a bar downtown one night), it was mostly you just starting at the wall for 8 straight hours, constantly glancing at the clock and watching your own mortality tick away. There were some small highlights that broke up the monotony from time to time though. Like one night I got to listen to radio traffic of security chasing an escaped patient all over the campus, that was pretty hilarious. I also got a call one night from the clinical coordinator (it was a duty that rotated between nurses for after-hours, where they essentially assumed acting authority over the entire hospital) who told me to page the hospital president, CEO, the chief of infectious disease, and told me to announce a lockdown. I wondered if this was the beginning of the zombie apocalypse, and that patient zero was right here at this hospital. The pay also wasn't terrible for the work involved. My base pay was a few dollars above minimum wage, and I also made night and weekend differential to add up to a few more dollars an hour. Also despite being "part time" I still pulled in 40 hours a week, and sometimes overtime. I remember making close to 30 dollars an hour for the shift that was an overtime-night-weekend-holiday. Still, ultimately it was slowly devouring my soul, and I'm glad I got out of there, despite the positives that did exist with it.
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