So my stupid smoke detector's going off for no reason
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I don't know why you'd bother asking such a thing when any answer I give will fail to impress you.
But for your sake, yeah, I did turn it off. Removing the battery did the trick.
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<b><font color="lightsteelblue">Veteran</font><fon
you realize that by renting property, property malfunction is the fault of the rentor and any costs incurred would be on them
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edit: i would have been totally impressed at this being a HoF troll
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edit: i would have been totally impressed at this being a HoF troll
No, I was being sarcastic. The damn thing's still running, but again, I really don't care.
Honestly, I don't see what the big deal is. It's just a smoke detector. It's not going to kill me if I let it run for a few hours. This is one instance of my daily life, and I really fail to see how it establishes precedent for all the other aspects of my life that I have to deal with.
There is no one definitive trial/dillemma that determines what makes a man, where if you fuck up there, you fuck up forever. (Unless you're, say, literally in life-and-limb danger. If you can't hang onto that cliff, you let go, you fall, and unless it's a short cliff, you probably die.) Life is lived on a case-by-case basis, and in this case, I don't think it's worth yanking wires to silence an inanimate object. This doesn't mean that I'm going to roll over and die for something where the emotional/metaphysical stakes are a lot higher. It just means I don't feel like yanking wires from a piece of plastic screwed to the ceiling.
And realistically, by this point I've already lost. You all will never look at me the same way again, no matter what I do to that damn detector. There's no point trying to impress you, because you won't be. But that's all right with me. The way I see it, following the "By God, I'll SHOW TW what's what!" philosophy to life is a slippery slope to outright stupidity. Now, I'm not saying ALL your suggestions are without merit -- but they can't go unquestioned. That's just plain dumb.
This is not to say that my life is perfect or ideal. But rest assured, I am doing more to improve it than you all get to see from the Internet. I think I can be faulted one screaming smoke detector at this point in my life, because it's far from over.
Honestly, I don't see what the big deal is. It's just a smoke detector. It's not going to kill me if I let it run for a few hours. This is one instance of my daily life, and I really fail to see how it establishes precedent for all the other aspects of my life that I have to deal with.
There is no one definitive trial/dillemma that determines what makes a man, where if you fuck up there, you fuck up forever. (Unless you're, say, literally in life-and-limb danger. If you can't hang onto that cliff, you let go, you fall, and unless it's a short cliff, you probably die.) Life is lived on a case-by-case basis, and in this case, I don't think it's worth yanking wires to silence an inanimate object. This doesn't mean that I'm going to roll over and die for something where the emotional/metaphysical stakes are a lot higher. It just means I don't feel like yanking wires from a piece of plastic screwed to the ceiling.
And realistically, by this point I've already lost. You all will never look at me the same way again, no matter what I do to that damn detector. There's no point trying to impress you, because you won't be. But that's all right with me. The way I see it, following the "By God, I'll SHOW TW what's what!" philosophy to life is a slippery slope to outright stupidity. Now, I'm not saying ALL your suggestions are without merit -- but they can't go unquestioned. That's just plain dumb.
This is not to say that my life is perfect or ideal. But rest assured, I am doing more to improve it than you all get to see from the Internet. I think I can be faulted one screaming smoke detector at this point in my life, because it's far from over.
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you're a fuckin weirdo
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<b><font color="lightsteelblue">Veteran</font><fon
i wish parents would realize the massive impact home schooling has on social skills and independent decision-making
You know, I thought a lot about this question throughout my life, and I'm not sure I disagree with you.
On the one hand, being outside the high school environment DID remove me from some of the stupider aspects of the high-school-specific social environment (cliques, class warfare, questions of educator integrity). Having grown up outside that environment, I basically made myself the man I am -- I did some volunteer work, I read a lot of books, and I was free to pursue most of my own interests without worrying about the opinions of others. I also actually kind of improved as a student -- from 5th grade onwards I had a very bad habit of doing, but never turning in, my homework. As the stakes got higher and I had a couple close calls, I actually learned to get over that somewhat and started applying myself a bit more.
But at the same time, being removed from the idiosyncracies of the social environment also meant, of course, that any socialization I was expected to engage in was all up to me. I had few friends when I was a kid, and I lost touch with many of them after I finished the eighth grade. I worked with children a fair deal during my volunteer work (children's museum, animal exhibition floor -- I handled various herps and invertebrates, I did some on-stage speaking during their bi-hourly animal presentations, I answered the kids' questions), and I worked with numerous adults, but I never really had that many relationships of any kind with people my own age. I'd be a liar if I said that didn't make things awkward for me.
If I were asked if I would home-school my own kids (lol you're going to die alone lol), quite honestly, I would probably say no. But at the same time, I can't totally dismiss my home-schooling experience as a wasted effort. I think I DID get some benefit out of it, even if there were some associated downsides.
(Just to clear facts up here: I DID go to normal public school from grades K-8. My parents are not any denomination of Christianity, Judaism, or anything of the sort. My experience was kind of a special case as home-schooling goes.)
At this point, I think I'll open the floor to questions about myself, since what is done here cannot be undone. I will refuse to give out my phone number or my current address, but pretty much anything else is fair game.
gigafool: If I had a dollar for every time I've heard that phrase during my life, I could hire Donald Trump to fly down from New York and smash my smoke detector for me.
Hell yes, I'm weird. But I'm just as human as you are, and I do my best to show it and never forget it.
I won't lie and say I'm proud of everything I've ever done in and with my life. But this is hardly the last gasp of my humanity you're seeing here. Corny as it is to actually SAY this, there's a side to me most of you will never see, beyond the guy screaming at shadows on the Interwebs.
Hell yes, I'm weird. But I'm just as human as you are, and I do my best to show it and never forget it.
I won't lie and say I'm proud of everything I've ever done in and with my life. But this is hardly the last gasp of my humanity you're seeing here. Corny as it is to actually SAY this, there's a side to me most of you will never see, beyond the guy screaming at shadows on the Interwebs.
They use a low level radioactive souce to pull smoke particulants across the detector.
Cleaning it is a good suggestion.
Especially in Florida.
Zero, currently. I take 12 credit hours this term. Haven't pursued a part-time job mostly because I'm not sure if I can get anything that fits my somewhat spastic class schedule (one class early Tuesday morning till noon, one at 3 in the afternoon Tues-Thurs, two back to back from 5:30-9:00 on Mon/Wed).
I used to do around 15 hours of volunteer work at the aforementioned children's museum, but I kinda fell off the grid as I got more involved in school.
Only 20ish currently for the week (at around 3 hours a day). I quit WoW recently to free up more time for school.
About six inches past my shoulders. I am ready and willing to cut it whenever I'm faced with a REAL job interview. The same goes for my beard. But until then, I'm just going to let them stay as they are. Chopping them off won't make a radical difference in my physical attractiveness, and may in fact draw attention to less obvious aspects of my hideousness (my weight, while not of Mav proportions, is not ideal, and my face looks something like the moon on a clear summer night).
So basically, everything you assumed about me is true.
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icard:IT VIOLATES APARTMENT SAFETY CODE.