SoyViking [he/him]

Someone I knew was living in an old building with old-timey fuse boxes placed outside the apartments. When she got tired of her idiot neighbours partying on a weekday night for the millionth time despite being asked to dial it down she finally had enough and went to the fuse box and took away all the fuses to the neighbour’s apartment.

She never had trouble with noise again.

When I went to university, our lecturer would literally pass around a flash drive with the ridiculously overpriced textbook he was the author of. He was a cool guy who had the extremely valuable skill of turning a dull subject interesting.

When I’m reading the dinosaur book with my four year old they always point at the brachiosaurus and say that it’s me, so that’ll be my favourite dinosaur.

In Danish we have “you can’t cut the hair off a bald guy”

I’ve received checks three or four times in my life. I’ve never written one. As a kid I had a physical paper booklet for the savings account I put my birthday money into. The only way I can get to own a house is by winning the lottery. I remember when small shops had manual credit card machines that would transfer your account details to a slip of paper. I also remember when local stores would give credit to people from the community. I get low-key annoyed when I have to use cash instead of digital payments. My retirement plan is not to retire.