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Religion. The all-time champion, no contest, just as George Carlin said:
Religion. The all-time champion, no contest, just as George Carlin said:
“For here or to go?”
They ask this because the tax is different. Yep. You get taxed more if you eat it there. Why? Fuck if I know.
Massage school. They say they’re teaching you a trade and will help with job placement but there is a glut of graduates and not enough jobs for them. Yet the school keeps signing up new students because that’s how they make money.
The real purpose of profit is to incentivize investment. Without starting liquidity, industry and business can’t get off the ground.
It’s good to hear that even small instances benefitted from Reddit Day and not just lemmy.world
Why’d you start an instance?
I had an account before I even knew there were many instances. I thought it was just a website.
Yeah. I would also say that WE don’t understand what it means to “understand” something, really, if you try to explain it with any thoroughness or precision. You can spit out a bunch of words about it right now, I’m sure, but so could ChatGPT. What’s missing from GPT is harder to explain than “it doesn’t understand things.”
I actually find it easier to just explain how it does work. Multidimensional word graphs and such.
It’s super weird that it would attempt to give a time duration at all, and then get it wrong.
Rolled up to the front desk of the Paris hotel in Las Vegas. Chaotic lines and staff were doing nothing to organize it. Finally got someone to help me. Nope, they don’t have my reservation. Here’s my confirmation number and everything. “Nope! Don’t have it. You can call your travel service,” she said. I asked her to try again on a variation of my name and then she found it. “You should have said that the first time!” she complained.
Every step in the checkin took 5 minutes to complete. Twice she just wandered away from the desk and started talking to someone else, making me wonder what the hell was going on and if I would get checked in. Finally I get my key card, schlep up to the room, and it doesn’t work. I schlep back down and walk straight up to counter where this woman was, bypassing the line, like you do. “Back of the line!” she said. I tried to explain that she had made an error with the keycard. “Back of the line, please sir!”
So I waited in line again. Then I rolled up to the desk. She said “You look like you want to kill me! It’s not my fault!” I said did I say anything? Did I blame you? “That expression on your face! You look like you want to kill me!” she repeated.
At this point I leaned over to read her name off her tag and began writing it down, intending to have a conversation with the manager later. “Yes! You can take my name! And I will take your name!” And she made a big show of ripping off a piece of paper and writing my name on it, copying from her computer screen.
Somehow in all this I took possession of another key card which finally worked. What a shitshow. Took two visits to even find a manager to complain to, and when I did he just nodded and nodded, staring into the distance like he was dead inside and couldn’t possibly give a shit.
If the stereotype about rude service in France is true, they sure were authentic! (It’s not true by the way. I’ve visited three times and never had a moment’s trouble).