i was considering replying there but then the reply would be lost in the aether and i think i wrote an interesting thing so i will put it here instead
Yeah I remember her back then too, she used to be a lot more tolerable.
True story: One time at Anthrocon, she and several friends went to a restaurant and two or three of the guys at the table were talking about WoW to each other. Out of nowhere, she yelled out “OH MY GOD, WHO FUCKING CARES?” to them loud enough to interrupt everyone else’s conversations. The guys weren’t even talking to her, and they weren’t being loud or obnoxious in any way. She just decided she shouldn’t have to endure other people talking about things to each other that she doesn’t care about I guess. This is the kind of shit she does.
There’s a reason why she’s lost so many friends over the years, and it’s not because her friends suddenly turn out to be shitty people.
true story: i have also done this, also at Anthrocon, and almost certainly to the same group of people
imagine you are a dealer at a con. you spend the majority of every day selling, including lugging stuff back and forth to your hotel room and finishing commissions. so you only have a few hours a night to hang out with people you get to see once a year. those same people aren’t dealers, so they do whatever they want all day.
you go to a group dinner during your limited evening with me, your hypothetical internet buddy. and all i do is talk (to the people i already talk to 24/7) about the particulars of how various dynamic language implementations prevent threading from interfering with reference counting.
would that not feel slightly inconsiderate, or even like i’m wasting your time
when you hit the point that you never feel like you have enough time to do what you want, it’s hard to hang around people who don’t know what that’s like. not all lost friends are bad people; sometimes you just don’t live in the same world any more.
this is a post on lulz griping about mel
i was considering replying there but then the reply would be lost in the aether and i think i wrote an interesting thing so i will put it here instead
true story: i have also done this, also at Anthrocon, and almost certainly to the same group of people
imagine you are a dealer at a con. you spend the majority of every day selling, including lugging stuff back and forth to your hotel room and finishing commissions. so you only have a few hours a night to hang out with people you get to see once a year. those same people aren’t dealers, so they do whatever they want all day.
you go to a group dinner during your limited evening with me, your hypothetical internet buddy. and all i do is talk (to the people i already talk to 24/7) about the particulars of how various dynamic language implementations prevent threading from interfering with reference counting.
would that not feel slightly inconsiderate, or even like i’m wasting your time
when you hit the point that you never feel like you have enough time to do what you want, it’s hard to hang around people who don’t know what that’s like. not all lost friends are bad people; sometimes you just don’t live in the same world any more.