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Cake day: August 23rd, 2023

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  • I was 110% a Google fan until about 9 years ago, when Project Fi was headed towards public release, and devices purchased from them (effectively through the Google Store with a different sticker on the box) kept mysteriously going missing in transit, and the customer got an empty box/a brick/whatever. This is annoying on its own, but G/Fi cs response to these instances were awful. As I was a Fi user (woo closed beta gang), and I bought my devices thru Fi, I became concerned that this might happen to me. That thought quickly snowballed, and I started migrating out of the G ecosystem because the realization that their cs is useless and if I ever have a dispute or situation, they can just delete my account without giving a single fuck.

    To pay a company money and not receive some assurances that my data won’t be wiped out of the blue while I am asleep, is - in my opinion - fucking stupid as hell. I don’t know how the apple situation is, but until proven otherwise, fuck both of them for anything you care about.

















  • In high school, I had a classmate that I was not yet in the ‘friends’ territory, but we knew each other and would make small talk. One day she asked me to come around and look at her family computer, usual ‘slow and acting weird’ stuff. Sure.

    I go over, all prepped with a flash drive full of utilities, and get straight to work. After a bit, maybe an hour of just chatting while I run programs and make changes, she offers to show me her room. I mean, I’m just waiting for the progress bar, why not. So she leads me back and it’s a cozy room, all neat and tidy, and I stop in the doorway while she sits on the bed. I survey the room, I remember the bed being pink, like that of a flowers pedals (I don’t know names of flowers but you all know that one I’m talking about, pink with a shade of white making it a light pink). I said something about the room being nice or something, and she pats the bed next to her and offers that I sit.

    “No thanks, I should probably get back to the computer to see how it’s doing.”

    And I do just that. She asks for help twice more after that - and I’m just like ‘how are you this bad at computers’ but strangely the follow-up visits don’t show much for me to fix. Strange, why would she ask for help - and pay me - when it’s basically in pristine shape now?

    About a decade later, it clicked. She was cute, tall, quite intelligent, and nice to talk to, but I’m both an idiot, and like 99.4% gay, so that makes sense. Had it been a guy, I would have connected the dots immediately.

    Ah well, she had a better-than-new pc for quite a while, at least.