Upon reading the title I thought, this person has never been severely dehydrated before.

I don’t recommend it, I must say.

I’m a gamer, and I do…

Then again, I’m mostly excited about using CUDA cores for cracking hashes and the like, lol.

My last gig was using Teams as its call handler. As in for the help desk.

I’ll just leave it at that.

In an electronics tool kit.

Mostly because the only time recall using that specific tool was when I got my Pixel 8, and that was shortly after release, so its been a minute.

I haven’t heard that term for it before.

Bravo.

My wife will be horrified when I drop that in the future.

Sure, sure… but it all seems to be an interconnected web.

I could read in release order, but that can get rather disconnected… There doesn’t seem to be a good starting point.

So, that is what has stopped me.

Like knowing you need to clean up a disaster, but you just look at it and have no idea where to even begin approaching it. Throw in some executive dysfunction issues, and it seems the only time I can “find” to read for pleasure is when I have something else more important to do that I’m unable to start on.

I’ve been a fly on the world in the corporate world for many industries.

No one watches their mouth around the IT guy.

On so many levels, in so many jobs, it doesn’t matter what happened - it matters what can be proven.

Eh, task ChatGPT with it.

I lived around sea level for most of my life.

Then, I went to Bozeman, MT for a night before going down to Gardiner, MT to work in Yellowstone.

I was a metal head, heavy drinker, hop in the mosh pit, feel no pain until two days later type at the time.

3 fucking beers tanked me. 3 raspberry heffeveizens at the Montana Aleworks had me stumbling back to my hotel bed hoping I heard my alarm so I could keep this YS job.

I literally drank with metal rock stars before this point in time. Alexi Leiho fucking poured straight liquor into my mouth off the edge of the tour bus (Children of Bodom front man, Lead guitar, died of complications of alcoholism in his 30s). Not endorsing the behavior (in fact, no, alcohol long term fucking sucks) but it happened. Dime and Vinny of Pantera? More than a few times. I wasn’t an alcoholic, but I could drink. Youth and stupidity, eh?

So 3 beers? Damn.

I also smoked at the time. Climbed Bunsen peak in Yellowstone with some coworkers. I lit a cigarette, and got about halfway through it before I had to put it out and stop to breathe.

Like, this was your first bong hit and it was a filled 6 foot bong that you took in coughing. You might puke from coughing so hard.

What I’m saying is, altitude is no joke. You can handle your shit? Not coming from sea level of basically nothing, to roughly 1300 feet.

Though, if you’re “training” for some sort of drinking contest or something, yeah, drink at a high altitude. I came back from YS, from being a “good drinker” to drinking hardened alcoholics under the table and feeling only the slightest bit tipsy. Altitude training, bitches.

Note: I can not speak for how altitude training would affect tolerance when it comes to health complications. I have no math, studies, or anecdotal evidence to suggest that alcohol poisoning (or death thereof) would be positively changed by high altitude training.

In some cases, yes.

I’ve run into probably half a dozen applications that request a reboot before installation, even if you just rebooted and the launcher was the first thing you ran.

Usually older and very niche software. Business shit from the AS400 era, medical applications (including modern), not generally your standard stuff most people are installing.

I rocked long hair from grade school to my mid 20s.

Then, a lady friend (platonic) sat me down and had a talk with me.

The thinning, now seemingly always greasy, strands of hair was not a good look. Like, don’t visit a playground or I would be arrested on site lol.

So, being a metal head there are two main options, or at least were at the time. Long hair. Or take bare clippers to it.

So, I did.

That first winter fucking suuuucked. Still to this day, I tend to rock a hoody in cold weather, and toss my hood up to cover my head for warmth when outdoors.

Sometimes I let it grow out for about a month before taking clippers to it again, out of sheer laziness. A month of growth, from shaved, isn’t much in the way of hair, but temperature wise it is very noticeable.

During driving lessons.

Sure.

In the state I learned to drive in, they didn’t exist. They weren’t in the driver’s manual. Nothing.

So there are generations of people who can’t, or won’t, figure out how they work, its a fucking nightmare.

Moved to another state recently. No problems here. In fact, driving here is a much less harrowing experience.

I would posit that it could be based on something else entirely, a civic or moral obligation a person feels to abide by the spirit of the law to help protect fellow people, even if they would not be punished or could some how gain something - in this case, a finite resource - time, for violating the law.

I don’t go back to straight Debian, but generally something Debian-based.

By that, of course, I mean Kali to continue my on-again-off-again pentesting studies… I know there are other platforms, but that is where I’m comfortable.

Sadly, my daily driver is fucking Win11 (gaming rig). Why? I work in IT, and MS is killing Win10 so I’ll have to support shitty Win11 soon enough, need to know its quirks to support it. I do miss my Linux build for gaming though.

I won’t quote it, but yes. First thought.

My first IT job was at a school district. Elementary school.

I wasn’t in charge of kids, per se, but sometimes I was surrounded by kids and no other staff.

We had a power outage, it was between periods, kids everywhere. I was making my way to the network closet to do my fucking job.

Suddenly, I had like a hundred kids looking to me for guidance. Some questions I could answer. What happened? We lost power. What should we do? Well fuck man, I dunno. So I stood in the hall to monitor as best I could (you know, make sure they didn’t kill each other) and announced that they needed to go to their next location.

Kids started filing around each other and me, heading where they knew they needed to (late in the school year) except one kid.

I knew this kid. He was special needs. He didn’t know where he needed to go. Ok, cool. Well, when he was a classroom disturbance, because I couldn’t set boundaries, I let him “help” me.

Honestly, this kid was probably just autistic though I never saw paperwork. He was decent with computers. I put him in my lab and had him imaging machines for me. He loved it, and I’d like to think he may wind up with a career because of it. I had him “help” me a lot more throughout the year. He replaced some hardware even!

Anyways, while he was imaging, I called his collective of teachers and figured out where he needed to go. He wanted to watch a machine finish imaging (PXE boot, it was a time bar) and then got him to his next class.

As I relate this, I really miss working in an elementary school. The kids are so curious about everything. I only worked there a year, I received an offer that literally doubled my take home pay. Now I’ve been corporate and medical IT and I hate it. Ah well, capitalism is a bitch.

Reminds me of the DOS days of my youth.

fdisk does not stand for friendly disk.

No, not all things.

However, we’re - in this post - operating on the premise of immortality.

There are less and less “free” things to do as the days pass.

Something something capitalism, something something monetization.

Not entirely relevant to the hypothetical, but as LPT - it falls a little flat.

People optimize to make their life easier, less chaotic, or stressful.

I’m not gonna take an hour detour for the views and risk losing my job. I need that. To live. Of course, immortality solves that - but that falls outside of the “Life” part of the Life Pro Tip.

Maybe my perception is warped however. ADHD and the requirement for constant novelty can be draining. I freely admit I don’t have the healthiest views on everything, and what works for others may not work for me.

I’m a gamer. And I can LOVE a game. For a while. As I get older, it seems to take less and less time for the honeymoon effect to wear off. But hey, that could be the bipolar disorder clouding perspective as well.

So focus on my mental health? See a therapist, get different meds? Yeah, not in America. Not easily, and not cheaply… oh wait, back to money.

Easier said than done.

Seeking daily novelty would get expensive quickly.

That being said, if I were immortal I’d probably just sock away funds into a low risk investment vehicle and do a variety of drugs to keep me comatose until my investments made life easier.

If you can’t die, you don’t need a lot of fentanyl to keep you under, and from what I gather it can be had relatively cheaply - though I’ve never looked into it much. I realize from my brushes with opiates that were legitimately prescribed and mostly taken as directed (I’m sorry, if I’m in enough pain to warrant them, I’m popping two of em and going to lay down for a nap, then taking as directed) and I like them waaay too much to think of doing it for fun - I would ruin my life, and fast.

I remember a friend’s first child’s birthday.

Me and the mom killed a pony keg because no one else had the balls too.

I’m about that friend’s age now… man, she went hard. Gonna miss her. I couldn’t keep up now.

Edit: She’s alive and well, married with a gaggle of kids, we grew apart. Just miss those late summer nights where the only place we had to be was a shit retail job, and we could get stoned for that.