Most places, the store employees are trained to do nothing. Several stores I worked at specifically state with a lot of emphasis to never engage a shoplifter. They might have a gun or attack you or who knows what else. Plus the cost of prosecuting someone for shoplifting is often greater than the value of what was stolen, so the small time thefts are largely ignored. Instead preventitive measures are used like visible cameras and engagement. So if you're ever at a store and you find employees are repeatedly asking if you need help with anything, there's a good chance someone thinks you are shoplifting (but not always!)
lattrommi
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I do the same somewhat but mostly just repurpose things and rarely sell stuff. I think it's insane to see the things that some people throw away. I found a computer in the trash once, which was better than my system at the time. Sure, much of it was broken beyond repair (the RTX 2060 GPU most notable, as I was using a GTX 960 at the time) but the case, PSU, fans and an SSD I still use to this day.
The act of breaking down things to their core componants is one of my favorite ways to relax and helps me troubleshoot things when they inevitably break down.
To add to this/sum it up: the more you have on your profile, the higher the chance it has a dealbreaker.
Think of it in twitter context. If it takes longer than ~7 seconds to read, you are losing half your audience.
Disclaimer: i'm single but have been making online dating profiles for 20 years. also i've never had a twitter and the stats i made up and have no proof or source behind them.
move mouse to click "cancel"
page shifts.
accidentally click "i agree to the terms and conditions" checkbox
in mild panic try to click the checkbox again.
cookie permissions banner appears.
accidentally click "agree to accept all cookies"
heart rate and breathing increase. panic sets in. pupils constrict. sweat forms on brow.
slowly move mouse to the "cancel" button.
wait 60 seconds while hovering mouse over the button.
take a deep breath, clench all muscles.
click "cancel" button.
page shifts.
"congratulations on signing up for your new credit card!"
start screaming "no!" repeatedly.
popup appears: "as a bonus, you've been subscribed to our premium services."
start crying.
"your new credit card will automatically be billed weekly for this service."
beg audibly at computer to stop.
"to cancel, simply call our 1-800 number listed below"
legal disclaimer appears below, written in 0.001 point font. zoom does nothing.
page source shows 6 billion characters on a single line.
the end.
sorry for writing in 'greentext' style short sentences.
i had switched after losing a D&D campaign in onenote, then not long after switched from windows to linux (Zim being compatible with both helped with that a lot too). I have a memory problem (in my carbon, not my silicon) and I use Zim for to do lists, a journal, note taking of course and several other things. i had some issues a few times but overall it's what just works for me. i use it for worldbuilding D&D campaigns and i've started building/recording my actual real life world with it too. love it!
Not sure when this became a thing, but it feels relevant and might be useful to someone someday.
a formerly homeless friend once showed me that taking a brick and grinding it on top of the can, will open it without a knife. the 'ridge' of the can, the metal circle that runs along the diameter at either the top or bottom, is a metal 'lid' that's folded or pinched shut onto the other piece of metal, the 'cup'. (single quotes around terms i picked and might not be official jargon)
in just a few minutes, the brick ground the metal off the ridge, seperating the lid from the cup, which easily popped out. technically you don't really need any tool, just some relatively flat concrete or a rough flat rock. or even low grit sandpaper.
i don't recommend tossing out the can opener though, there is a chance of metal shavings falling in if you aren't careful. still might be useful in an emergency.
Here's a scenario: You have the password to my paypal account. The police arrest me for an unrelated public indecency charge after I urinate on the local government courthouse building. The account is then used to purchase illegal drugs from another country while I am in custody. Having no access to my account or the internet, I could not have made the purchase. The police learn of this purchase when customs detects a strong odor from a package and decide to inspect it, finding a massive hoard of marijuana and jenkem. the police are alerted and ask me, the account owner, who else has access to the account. Me, under duress and probably having shitty withdrawals, tell them everything i know about you, specifically things that might implicate you. As the only known person with access and having no alibi for the time period, you are then arrested for suspicion of involvement in an international crime ring. After searching your computer they find a VPN and TOR and then you are sequestered in a secret military prison and forced to do the chicken dance naked until you confess to every unsolved crime ever.
While this scenario might be far-fetched, hyperbolic and not really accountability per se, it is a plausible worry some people may have. Just playing devils advocate here.