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DillyDaily ,

Yes and no, if you scambait hard enough your number can eventually be added to a blacklist for larger scam organisations that bought your data for use in multiple scam attempts.

In my experience that has really cut down on the calls.

In 2020 the department of human services accidentally posted my personal phone number on a list of support services for people experiencing housing or food insecurity. This number was then circulated by every major news source in my state. I couldn't change my number at the time because I had no legal ID (still don't... Can't figure out how to get ID without ID, but I have a new number now at least) at first I didn't really notice the ratio of spam calls to genuine calls for the wrong number (ie, people calling my number because they needed housing/food) . I just remember getting 40+ calls a day at many stages.

But as the actual number for the food relief service was circulated, I eventually stopped getting genuine calls and I was getting 3-5 scam calls every single day.

After a year of scam baiting, I was getting 2 a week.

Now, I'll do something online that requires sharing my current number, within a few hours I get a scam call because my data has been sold, but I bait the heck out of that first call and I usually don't receive any further calls which suggest my number was blacklisted by a larger scam organisation, and I won't be hassled until my data is sold again as a new item.

It's hard to avoid getting your number on scam lists when the largest health insurance company, and the second largest telecommunications company in my country both had major data breaches where millions of customers identifying information was accessed and sold to scammers....

DillyDaily ,

Dogs aren't cops, dogs are brainwashed by cops. Dogs are essentially trafficked victims of police. The dog just wants to be a good boy, it's not the dog's fault the pigs have been teaching it to nark on bullshit.

DillyDaily ,

Exactly! I have a genetic illness that caused congenital deformities and injuries and disability later in life, starting around my teens thanks to puberty.

From an early age my relationship with work was distorted because I found myself trapped in the gap between two pathways. I was obviously capable of work, with the right treatment and support I had a lot of potential. But I was disabled, and I required expensive supports and medical intervention, and under the public healthcare system there reaches a point of disability and limitations in capacity that you are written off by the system. Shoved in a residential group home, given a pension below the poverty line, and expected not to try. (genuinely, we're expected not to try, if someone on a disability pension works a job, they can loose their pension, which is many cases is also tied to housing and access to medical services)

I'd flip between the two systems, I'd have a great few months with regular access to treatment, I'd get a job plan from the dole office, I'd sit through work readiness courses, I'd be getting healthier and looking forward to working and being a good little contributor to society. Then I'd hit a waiting list for my medical care, my health would slip, I'd be re-assessed by the welfare department and deemed too disabled to work, my job plan would be shredded and I'd get a pension support plan. Then I'd get to the top of the wait list, resume treatment, and get back to getting to work.

I didn't start a "real job" until I was 24, it was a call centre gig and I near killed myself trying to do it.

It wasn't even hard. It was a true 9-5 (no overtime, no bullshit) and you mentally didn't need to bring any of it home with you. It was easy for me, but my body decided it was too much. My health suffered and it took years to fully recover, with me barely pulling myself together here and there for gig work in between being bounced on and off the disability pension system.

The whole endeavour was far more expensive to tax payers than a system like UBI. Processing my case 70 times because the disability support, and employment support eligibility requirements are so strict and the lines between streams so black and white took a lot of administrative resources.

I've been in my current industry for 10 years this November. I work part time, 12-20 hours a week depending on my health. I'm highly successful in my field because I'm working within my body and mind's means and playing to my strengths. I'm a whole person with a life outside work and I bring that range of experiences to my job, enriching what I bring to my organisation - which is good, because my job is a mutual exchange between me and my employer, it's not exploitive towards me the worker, which further prevents burn out for me.

But we exist within the capitalist system of funding and our wages are set by the department of health and human services. I make $34,000AUD a year and it's not enough to survive.

But if I work any harder my body will not survive.

I'm asking to do what I can do for my community, while living a safe existence.... Not being forced to choose between litteraly breaking my back working for someone else's greedy profit, or starving in a tent (though realistically, a lot of people are doing both)

DillyDaily ,

Buy physical media from independent production companies. Pirate whatever Disney, Netflix and Amazon are cranking out.

DillyDaily ,

Okay, you do you.

DillyDaily ,

Food I cook is starting to taste more and more like my mother's cooking. Moving out of home I always assumed my mums poor cooking was down to technique, boiling the brussel sprouts, steaming the peas until they were grey, water frying everything. As soon as I learned to cook properly it was amazing how much flavour everything had. Letting things brown fully, using oil, not overcooking everything.

But recently, no amount of skill can save the sad veggies sold in store.

It makes the hyperprocessed foods even more appealing when there's nothing you can affordably do to improve the simple produce and staples. When potatos cost the same as Pringle's, calorie for calorie (and they do, https://lemmy.world/pictrs/image/43ec2753-f085-435f-92a0-40a67df31a87.jpeg) it's easy to see why "just eat beans, rice, and in season produce" isn't helpful advice - yes it's frugal, but it's depressing, and not as easy as it used to be. Why waste money on already rotting food that tastes bland when the same money can buy me a more nutrient dense food that lasts longer and tastes better?

I've got a few things growing on the 2m concrete slab my landlord calls a back yard, it helps having home grown spring onion, parsley and pea shoots to dress up a dish.

I'm a terrible gardener, I can't even get mint to take. "grow your own" is thrown around too readily when people complain about produce quality. It's not always an option, there is a physical skill, a cognitive skill, and resource requirements.

DillyDaily ,

My entire understanding of skinheads was "skinheads are fascists" and I never delved any deeper into it. Until the other month when my barber told me I should consider getting a chelsea cut, my gut reaction being "why would I want to look like a neonazi?"

But one simple online search later, and I went back for the shave. The original sentiment of the skinhead culture is slowly being reclaimed, though there will always be two potential interpretations of what someone with that style stands for, I'll happily rock my skinbird cut at union rallies and antifa protective counter-protests when actual nazis try to raid our local queer clubs.

DillyDaily ,

IRL subtitles for deaf attendees feels like the only valid reason for this.

DillyDaily ,

Yes and no, live captioning software is common on phones and tablets, but we call them "craptions" for a reason.

If the speaker has a thick accent, isn't always facing the same direction when speaking, uses lots of slang terms, industry terms, or numerical data, it can really trip up the captions and sometimes it leads to a more confusion than having nothing at all.

Where as if you were basically just using the PowerPoint to display your speech so others could read along, the written words will match the spoken words.

Live captions are definitely better than nothing if you rely on subtitles, I'm only HoH so I prefer just straight up lipreading, compared to trying to lip read in order to retroactively process inaccurate live captions that make no sense.

DillyDaily ,

It's important to remember it this way:

If you're in a club with 99 amazing men, and one totally perverted creep who flips to aggression on a dime, guys like that won't stop after harassing the first woman they meet in the club. By the end of the night, 4 out of 5 women who attended that club have had an experience of a guy hitting on them and getting aggressive when they reject him, and there's a good chance it's all the same guy. It doesn't matter that proportionally there are waaaay more good men at the club, the reality is that almost every woman in that club had a scary experience that night because of a man.

Now that happens every night you go out, if it's not you getting harassed, it's your bestie and you need to stick together. Sure, you and your girls are meeting 2 or 3 great guys who you have lovely interactions without. But in the uber home you're not talking about how nice that bloke and his mates you met on the dance floor was, you're checking in to make sure your friend is okay after that one guy tried to slip his hand up her skirt while she was ordering at the bar, only to get threatened with rape when she said "please stop that".

So, yes, it is a regular occurrence, not because the men who do this are regular in the population (though in some areas due to the local subcultures, they are) it's a regular occurrence because the few men who do this are serial harassers, and for every woman you politely and respectfully flirt with, the assholes are out there harassing 10 or 20 women.

Now I do understand how frustrating it is when we say "Urgh, men" and not "Urgh, specific men who like this", but when that one creep is a new creep every time you go out, and you're creeped on every time you go out by the one guy there who is a creep, the other 99 men fade into the background because they aren't a threat, you don't need to be vigilant around them, so you aren't thinking about them. He's one guy out of 100, but his level of threat and danger dominates the women's lasting perception of the safety of the space, and why is it unsafe? Because of a man, which man? It could be any man, you won't know until you interact with them, so until you know, the danger isn't a man, it's men. I know that while there are a thousand species of snake only about 30 have a truly fatal bite, but I'm still going to say "I'm afraid of snakes", even while I'm giving a chill pet carpet python a happy little cuddle.

And it sucks, I'm sorry you get lumped in with assholes due to the way women use language to describe their fears and concerns over some men.

What you're experiencing is how these bad men effect all people, not just the women they harass. And it's a great reason to join the social movements working to reduce behaviours of concern among these groups of aggressive men.

But while it's frustrating that this social issue causes you to feel prejudged as dangerous, at least this social issue isn't a risk to your physical safety the same way it is for women.

DillyDaily ,

"body type" has always been a general term to express the entire shape, size and proportions of a person, including excess weight and obesity.

When I was obese I couldn't pull off crop tops because of my body size, it was incredibly unflattering, and now that I'm a healthy weight I still can't pull off crop tops because of my body proportions, I have a short torso.

Body type encompasses both scenarios, so it's often thought of as a polite way to tell someone something is unflattering without singling out specific "flaws" in their body.

DillyDaily ,

I'm certain you understand, you are intoxicated, departing from the entertainment establishment before it closes, and you are responsible so you take it's upon yourself to secure safe, sober transport home. The application you use to order the ride informs you that your designated driver will arrive in a "Kia Chevy Juke". Despite being absolutely incapable of clear thought, you, or another member of your party is trying very hard to ensure you all enter the correct vehicle to avoid potential danger from nefarious individuals. Also, you have chosen to partake in this activity in a cold time of year, and as it is 4 o'clock in the morning, you are all quite cold.

DillyDaily ,

This is why they are also tell you the license plate number.

I don't need to know what a Honda Whatever looks like to know that if the licence plate and my app both say "ABC123", that's my uber.

My uber is a white Toyota camry? So helpful, there definitely aren't 7 of them parked outside the club each waiting for their uber rider and or kidnap victim.

DillyDaily ,

I think you're missing the point of the comic. Time is progressing for both women, and the people talking to them in the comments have questions based on where that woman is in her life and development.

While both women are in the same stage of life, the questions being asked are not the same questions.

The people asking que to the the woman of colour are brining a bucket load of presumptions to the conversation.

The comic is pointing out how racial prejudice or even innocent assumptions are forms of microagressions, as the questions asked to the white woman are mostly purely information gathering, where as the questions towards the black woman first require her to correct a misconception before she can even answer the question.

DillyDaily ,

Exactly, and for any white people in the comments about to say "well they have to ask everyone to know you can legally work,I get asked about my citizenship status too in the job interviews, it's just a box HR has to tick"

Yes, it is just a box HR has to tick, which is why they will usually ask after a few other questions, and in my pasty pale experience, they ask me "and just confirming you're legally eligible to work in [country], are you a citizen... Or a PR" and the trail off, they don't ask about working visas or our equivalent of green cards, they assume I'm going to say "yes, citizen" and move on.

Meanwhile my partner, who is also white, but from his accent he is clearly not "from here" will also get similar treatment, they wait until a few questions into the interview, they ask about his legal work eligibility, they will mention working visas in the question, but it's still coming from a place of genuine information gathering.

My brown cousins on the other hand? "do you have a work visa?" is one of the first questions they get asked. Not even "do you have the legal right to work here? Like a Work visa or citizenship", just straight up "do you have a work visa?" because the assumption is that they are not a citizen or PR because of their skin colour.

DillyDaily ,

Like if I was jewish and I made a joke about how cheap I am and someone at work didnt get the joke because they had never heard the "covetous jew" stereotype.

Oof, I accidentally used the phase "gyped" at work because sadly that word is still stuck in my lexicon and I immediately caught myself as soon as the word left my lips and backtracked to fix my sentence to "ripped off". My co-worker, who's father is Romani, looked confused and told me "I know what gyped means" to which I said "I know, I'm sorry" and after a bit of back and forward - me thinking I had offended my co-worker with a racial slur, my co-worker feeling mostly confused and condescended to, as to why I backtracked on my sentence to replace it with a synonym... Turns out my co-worker had no idea that the term "gyped" comes from gypsy and is rooted in racial stereotypes.

She's always openly and proudly self identifed as a gypsy, and the whole time I was thinking "fuck yeah, reclaim that phrase!" the same way I proudly identify as queer despite it being used as a slurr against me when I was younger.

But no, turns out she genuinely had no idea that in our country, gypsy is a slur, because her experience within her community and the places she's lived were totally different, it was an innocent term to her.

It blew my mind that an almost 80 year old Romani woman had been hearing people throw racial slurs at her for 40 years in this country, and she was fine with it because that word had no weight as a slurr for her.... But now it does, because I told her that most of the time, here, it's a slur.

Not dissimilar from when my British partner met my friends and they're all joking about who's the woggiest wog and the fobbiest fob, and my partner is sitting there horrified because in the UK wog and fob are slurs, but in Australia they're self used labels of pride, and I had to make a mental note to remove that from my vocabulary if I'm outside Aus because otherwise I would have found myself walking around England offending people by complete accident.

DillyDaily ,

I have raynauds syndrome and hyperhidrosis, as a result I'm terrified of inappropriate clothing on my feet and hands.

On a lovely 24°C day I made the mistake of wearing crocs to work without socks. When I got home and took my crocs off my feet were grey and the skin was already starting to slough off. I'd given myself trench foot in a single shift. And it's not like I was working in a muddy field. I'm an IT teacher.

It was 38°C last week and I was wearing short shorts, a wife beater, a sun hat .... And snow boots, because I like the skin on my feet and want it to stay there.

We don't get harsh winter's here in Australia (we get nippy winter's, mostly because we suck at insulating our houses here for some reason) so I've never thought twice about making sure my legs and arms are protected from anything other than sun exposure. If my legs are cold, oh well, their cool temperature doesn't really seem to effect the temperature of the rest of my body. But core, head, feet and hands are my big concerns!

DillyDaily ,

Better than the system being used by the department of human services in Australia. If the servers and service centres are overloaded, you basically just get told "tough shit, try again later, hope you're not desperately trying to get out of a DV situation or protect an elder from abuse, cause we're not paying for more servers"

At least with a digital queue system there's a sliver of hope that you might get through.

DillyDaily ,

Sounds like Dr Gunther von Hagen's, he invented a the plastination method of tissue preservation that's used in countless medical and anatomy training schools across the globe.

He had a series on BBC/Chanel 4 as part of his "Body Worlds" exhibits and that's all over YouTube, as part of promotion for the new technique that let him preserve entire intact body systems. Fascinating stuff if you're into general anatomical studies, or just body horror

The source of some of his older anatomical specimens is.... Controversial

BBC 4 has a bunch of autopsy videos floating around on YouTube. I vaguely remember the one with the blonde doctor from supersize vs superskinny dissecting a smokers lungs and a morbidly obese heart, and an alcoholics liver.

DillyDaily ,

My dad now uses AI to write all his texts to me.

He's autistic and dyslexic and texting was always a massive struggle for him, so he'd leave voice messages, or just call me, and they'd be rambling and non linear, but it was my dad and his voice, his personality.

A few years ago he'd use dictation to send texts, and it was pretty funny because he hadn't no way of proof reading them and dictation is never great for people with accents or speech problems.... but now he will just use the microphone to ask whatever AI assistant is built into his phone the same rambling question he would have previously just voice messaged me.

And Copilot re-writes his rambling question and spits out a message that sounds like some formal business email. So now there's an extra level of misinterpretation, an extra level of being removed from communicating with the human being.

I've asked my dad if he finds AI easier than just leaving a voice message (because I personally think sending a voice memo is easier) and he says he likes it because it makes him feel like he's "normal" and can do the things everyone else has always been able to do with ease, even though he knows its not perfect.

I can definitely see the value in AI as an accommodation tool, and it has helped my dad a lot in his professional life where previous accommodation tools haven't been adequate to "keep up".

But I do miss hearing my dad, or reading his personality come through in the poorly dictated texts. My brother has gotten really annoyed at dad for this because my brother it's also autistic and it's actually harder for him to communicate with dad with an AI middle man, they've lived together for almost 30 years and they basically have their own language, so the AI texts my brother gets from my dad drive him nuts, when he and my dad have never had issues communicating.

I'm also worried that it's effecting the limited literacy skills he does have, he's getting rusty because he no longer has to try at all most days.

DillyDaily ,

Oh definitely, he knows, but I also know and understand his perspective. For him, masking and unmasking when texting his boss then texting his family is exhausting and incredibly emotionally taxing. While I don't meet the clinical criteria for an autism diagnosis, I do struggle with a few of the same things my brother and dad struggle with, particularly around processing, emotional regulation, and burn out, so I've been in his shoes where I know I'm doing something the hard way, or I know we'd all be happier with another method, but changing the task or changing the routine or process is even harder, even though the process I'd be changing to would be easier and better, initiating that change feels like an insurmountable climb.

Besides, my dad had to try and put up with my hyperlexia when I was growing up - before I had the emotional maturity to understand my dad's needs, I can't even imagine how much he suffered from my frustrating communication style being imposed on him. Now he's older, it's my turn to suffer 😂 (that is, it's my turn to let him explore the ways he wants to communicate, even if it's not what I want.)

DillyDaily ,

I got sick when I was 16. In and out of hospital for years, studied by correspondence, tried to attend classes when I was could, somehow managed to finish a Diploma from a hospital bed, entering the workforce at 23 with zero working experience.

That was awful. I didn't get my first stable job until I was 26 because everyone wanted to know why there was no employment history, why it took me 4 years to get a 2 year qualification, why my highschool changed 3 months before graduation, why my college transcript listed my address as a "rehab facility" (they always assumed drug rehab, not "I had to relearn how to walk and not piss myself" rehab), why my references were all youth employment service officers or highschool teachers I hadn't seen in >6 years.

And sadly, despite anti discrimination laws that attempt to prevent this from being a problem, "I'm disabled" is not the right answer to those questions if you're hoping to get hired.

Took a lot of rehearsal to turn all those into positive proof that I will be a dedicated worker. But it sets a bad precident to say "not even a hospital admission will prevent me from working, have laptop will task monkey for money".

It didn't even feel like a "gap" for me, I never even got started, so how could there be a gap.

The longer I was unemployed the more "lazy" stigma my resume wreaked of.

Haven't had an issue with stable work since then because turns out once you're in, as long as you stay in, no one questions anything.

It feels like some stupid elitist club.

DillyDaily ,

I'm on the asexual spectrum and I would also like to complain about our flag. The single purple stripe does not make up for the white and grey.

Fortunately I'm biromantic so I'm using the bisexual flag because at least it's pretty.

I'm also agender, that flag is really rare to see in the wild, but I'd like to complain about it too.

I don't get to have a sexuality, a gender, or a cool flag. How unfair!

DillyDaily ,

It looks like a flag for transphobic bisexuals who only date cis people who fall firmly within the gender binary.

DillyDaily ,

Disassociation maybe?

I used to think my hearing loss and visual impairment was the reason I got so stressed walking through a car park - I can't hear cars and I can't always tell if a slow moving car is indeed moving.

But that made no sense because I have no issues getting around a bus depot and public transport interchange. I'll be fine navigating the streets with buses, trams, bikes and pedestrians, but as soon as I step into the parking lot I suddenly can't detect obstacles properly.

My partner pointed out thatI very clearly dissociate when I'm in a car park. I've conditioned myself to feel anxious in car parks (from when I was younger before I learned to navigate with my disability, the fear of car parks did not make sense) so now I pre-emptively check out and try to navigate on autopilot, which makes it more dangerous and anxiety inducing, making me dissociate more.

As soon as I realised that I was dissociating and that was the problem, I started working on it and now I have no greater level of disorientation in a car park than anywhere else.

DillyDaily ,

I have a step through frame that you sit upright on. 20-25km/h is my average commuting speed for getting to work and going to the shops. I regularly have to push to 30km/h+ because of motor traffic trying to ride up my ass even though I'm in the designated bike lane. (cars in Australia like driving fast in the bike lanes to avoid the chicanes on the road designed to slow motor traffic for cyclist safety)

If ebikes are disproportionately represented in cycling accidents, then I would argue it's not the speed, it's the barrier to entry. People who have never ridden before, people who aren't physically able to ride a standard bike, these groups make up a significant portion of ebike riders because ebikes are accessible.

Yes, speed will contribute to this, people with limited riding experience being able to ride fast, possibly without the physical fitness required to control a bike at high speed.

The issue then isn't the speed itself, but rider education and training.

DillyDaily ,

Not a bad haul, I might be biased as an Australian, but that looks like good value for money for food that's balanced and easy to cook.

As a fellow non-meat eater, I am deeply disturbed by the lack of legumes in this photo, but if you're not a fan of cooking from dried, then I get it, canned can get expensive for what you get out of it.

Some charred chickpeas with olive oil lightly smashed on that rosemary bread would end up being my breakfast for a week straight if this was my house.

DillyDaily ,

Oh I assumed that was a cat for farming fur balls, not meat.

DillyDaily ,

Not too far off, $1AUD (0.60 euros) would be a cheap can of beans (which is often mostly water, even if it's a 400g can, once you drain the beans, your millage varies by brand) $3 a can is average for name brands that fill the can to the brim.

But when you can buy 500g of dried beans for $3.99, and that will make the equivalent of 8-10 cans of beans, as someone who doesn't eat meat (and has allergies so can't eat commercial "mock meats"), I eat at least 2 serves of legumes every single day. Buying cans adds up at that scale even though I'm just one person. So I always buy dry legumes when I can.

I definitely have some cans in the pantry for emergencies though, because they are very convenient.

But I also have some pre-cooked, unseasoned beans and chick peas in the freezer, when I cook up a big pot I always throw a few portions in the freezer. They defrost in less than a minute in the microwave, so I'll use them before I crack open a can of beans.

DillyDaily ,

I still remember the time I ran into Woolworths at 7am right as the door opened to buy $400 worth of their paper bags because the delivery of bags our food bank was expecting the previous day never arrived and we had 800 hampers to pack that day.

I was wearing my uniform and I had my card with me to get the wholesale discount as part of the agreement our organisation had with woolworths.

The store manager recognised me as I walked in and ran off to grab some unopened boxes of bags for me.

When I hit to the checkout the cashier ran everything through, applied the discount, and even engaged in some mindful small talk about how busy we were expecting to get today and if Aldi had stopped giving us green bacon (they had not).

Then when we were almost done the cashier asked if I wanted to donate to Food Bank.

While I'm standing there holding a Food Bank charity partner wholesale card, wearing my Food bank charity partner uniform.

I said "uh, no, thanks" and I suspected the the cashier was on autopilot when she said "really? But it's for food security" I said no again and they asked why not, at that point I realised that they weren't on autopilot, they genuinely didn't understand why I would not be using the food bank charity partner debit card to donate to food bank via woolworths.

She said it wouldn't matter because the money would "go back to food bank eventually" (ignoring admin and financial management costs, it's a net loss).... So why would I donate it if it would litteraly do nothing to benefit food bank other than give Woolies the opportunity to say they donated x money to food bank, bich that's basically fraud.

DillyDaily ,

I was a staff member, so it wasn't exactly donating my time (though I won't deny I put in a lot of free overtime and rarely took the allotted breaks, so some of my time at that organisation was donated, but I was a paid staff member)

The bigger issue was that they money I was using did not belong to me, it already belonged to the charity that I was being asked to donate to.

DillyDaily ,

This is a really good point that I hadn't considered at the time.

I'm always wondering this when my current boss (working at a different organisation now) will tell me to uber somewhere because it's too far for me to cycle and use the company debit card.

I hate that American style tipping culture is becoming more common in Australia, but I hate the idea of someone not being paid a fair wage even more, and my boss is on the same page, but I still second guess myself every time I go to enter the tip because its not my money, so I'm always trying to decide how much to tip based on what I think is fair but also what our accountant might say.

Not to mention how many carers and support workers and financial powers of attorney would be asked to make donations of opportunity. I wonder if there are sort of "financial intentions" documents people can prepare in advance with trusted people to say "these are my values, if a charity aligns with my value's, my carer can donate up to $y of my money or x% of my income per year"

[OC] Anyone else insist on using the generic name for all meds? (lemmy.world)

Image: 4 panels organized in a rectangle following a sequential order like a comic strip. The first panel is of a man with a very serious face stating, "Hey man, got any diphenhydramine?" The second panel is a grainy picture of the actor Robert Downey Jr. with a slightly inquisitive face and saying, "What's that?" The third...

DillyDaily ,

This is a case where the brand name actually unites understanding of a drug whose chemical name differs by location.

Except we don't have Tylenol in most countries where it's called paracetamol.

We have Panadol, Panamax, Calpol, Herron and Hedanol.

If it wasn't for ER, Scrubs, Greys Anatomy and a bunch of other American media, I'd have no idea that Tylenol and acetaminophen are the same thing as Panadol and paracetamol.

Standard Tylenol and standard Panadol are different dosages too. Regular strength Tylenol is 325mg, standard Panadol (and every other paracetamol brand I've seen for adults) is 500mg, which is the "extra strength" of Tylenol.

DillyDaily ,

Yup, that's what the meds are called.

The only reason I'd ever use a brand name is if I genuinely need a specific brand (I have allergies so there are some brands I can't have because of the inactive ingredients they use) or if I physically can't pronounce the generic name.

Diclofenac is a prime example. No matter how many times I study the word and practice, I can't stop myself from saying "dick flen ick" when I get to the chemist. Which is just so wrong. So I ask for "the generic Voltaren"

But I'm also just as likely to ask for a drug by its class if I can't pronounce the name.

Eg: the beta blockers I used to be on, I'd have to think really, really hard to say "Propranolol" because otherwise I'd end up accidentally saying "propofol". Not too big of a deal because obviously If I'm picking up a prescription for Propranolol and I ask for propofol the pharmacist is just going to chuckle and correct me. But to avoid it I'd just say "I'm here to pick up a my beta blocker script for, [name] [birthdate]".

DillyDaily ,

There are dozens of us! Dozens!

My education background is nursing and social work. I've only ever used Windows and very surface level. I've never programmed anything, the closest I've gotten to anything technical is troubleshooting a game that I've modded to within an inch of its life.

Though I'm picking up an old laptop from a school surplus next Monday to wipe and begin exploring Linux. My only other experience with Linux is the interface of my housemates NAS (which I use only to manage a plex and valheim server)

I'm an IT tutor in a community centre - basically just teaching grandma how to close all her iPhone apps. No experience or formal qualifications needed. If you can be patient while showing seniors the basics of the devices they've got at home, you're hired.

Our organisation currently pays too much for an IT managed service provider, who doesn't provide a comprehensively managed service, so my boss wants to end their contact and hire me as a dedicated IT management officer. My boss is 75 and is confident in my abilities because she thinks power cycling the router when the internet goes out is an amazing and high level skill, but I know enough to know how much I don't know. But I also know I can learn.

So maybe in a year or so I'll understand more of the jokes on lemmy.

DillyDaily ,

I had two email addresses throughout all of highschool. The one I gave to adults if they asked, firstname-lastname@, and the one I used to sign into msn and give to all my friends... I forget the exact address but it was definitely along the lines of "hotpants-sexi.kitty.87@"

The former is still my primary email. The other one is sitting abandoned since I was 17 and smart enough to realise what a stupid idea it was, but I never deleted it and I can't even remember it.

DillyDaily ,

But isn't the tether still too thin and fragile to remain connected forever?

If you drop a tethered cap on the beach, a few weeks in the sun, getting polished by sand, and that cap is seperating from the ring, and how does that fix the problem?

DillyDaily ,

That makes sense, we don't have a proper bottle collection service in my area, everything goes in the mixed recycling bin, bagged up, it sits in a recycling landfill for a few months then if no one takes up the processing contract it gets scoop-diggered into the general landfill. (and the processing contracts rarely get picked up, we used to ship everything to China) During this process bags are ripped open and plastic debris gets everywhere, and heavy rains will wash it into the environment.

DillyDaily ,

I had read so many comments on line about how intensely painful gallstone are, and how that pain is no joke.

I was in my second year of nursing school and the chronic niggling abdominal pain I'd had for several months changed in an instant to the most crippling colicky pain I had ever felt. I swear it radiated throughout my entire body. The way it "gripped" in my entire torso made me feel like my heart was seizing, but it was just my gallbladder full of stones.

I knew immediately what it was. I'd been ignoring the niggling pain because I had stage 4 endometriosis at the time so abdominal pain wasn't unusual. And it's a common phenomenon for medical students and nursing students to experience strange pshycogenic symptoms, especially as they learn about a new disease, and the niggling pain had started around the same time I was doing my unit on biliary and hepatic anatomy and physiology, so when my gallbladder was "grumbling" I just assumed I was imagining it.

I booked into my GP, who instantly agreed it sounded like gallstones, she ordered an ultrasound and liver function test. My gallbladder was full of stones, most were tiny, 2-3mm, but there were 4 chonky bois, and my Liver function test was all sorts of abnormal.

Up until this point, everyone had treated this very seriously. My GP was rushing around like it was urgent, when I told my teachers at nursing school that I'll likely need time off because I was dealing with gallstones they all acted like it was a catagory 2 emergency, and everyone had this assumption that in less than 2 months I'd be gallbladder-less.

I was referred for surgery. That was April, I got my intake letter and my surgery was scheduled for October.

So I spent the next 6 months in occasional agony. I was lucky that I'd get a solid 3-4 days without pain, and then I'd get an "attack" that would last a few hours but fade out.

But as it got closer to October, the attacks were lasting over 2 days, by the end I was delirious. I went to the ER twice out of desperation. Both times they gave me buscopan and told me to go home and wait for my surgery. My GP prescribed me some muscle relaxants which helped a bit.

On the night before my surgery, I was having the worse pain of the whole ordeal by far. I was fasting for surgery so I couldn't take the pain relief my GP had prescribed because it was an oral tablet. I wasn't getting any sleep, so I just went to the hospital at 2am (instead of 8am for my surgery).

I went to the ER and explained that my surgery was in the morning, I'm fasting so can't take my meds, but the pain is unbearable. They gave me, you guessed it, buscopan. I sat in the waiting room and at 7:45am said goodbye and walked over to the day surgery wing.

Everyone I told was baffled, saying gallstones were so incredibly painful there's no way I'd have to wait that long for surgery and not get proper pain relief while I waited. Even my GP was confused, I saw her once a fortnight between August and October because I was just in such a sorry state. My skin was yellow, I was shitting clay, I couldn't keep much food down, I'd lost a lot of weight. My GP would spend most of the appointment on the phone with the surgical intake team asking "what the fuck?"

But 9 years after my surgery, my best friend started getting gallbladder attacks. She went to the ER, they confirmed the stones with an ultrasound, and they referred her for surgery. 2 months later she still hadn't gotten her intake letter, so when she had another bad attack she went to the ER and they gave her buscopan and advil and told her to be patient, the surgical list is backed up. She got her letter a few days after that, surgery was booked for August.

She scrounged together some money to see a private surgeon, she saw him on February 10th, and she had her gallbladder removed on February 15th, and they sent her home with endone for the 5 days between. It took a chunk out of the savings that she and her partner want to use for a house deposit, but there's no way she could have made it to August with how much pain she was in.

DillyDaily ,

Thank you!

I've had bike acid diarrhoea/malabsorbtion (BAM) almost every day since my surgery and my GP has said it's to be expected because I had inflammatory bowel disease and my deodeunum is the most effected so it's the reason I get gastric motility issues (some days I get gastric dumping, some days I have gastroparesis)

My doctor has just been changing my immunosuppression therapy trying to find the formulation and dose to reduce my BAM.

But it sounds like I need something to bind or neutralise the bile in addition to treating the IBD. I can't believe my GP never suggested it, I'm definitely going to be asking if it's worth trying.

DillyDaily ,

When I was 23 I moved into a sharehouse that had a dishwasher, I lived there over a year before I saw it, it had a false cabinet so it blended in. I'd always just washed my dishes in the sink and I keep all my dishes, cutlery and pans separate in a tub in the pantry because I have allergies. I'd never used a dishwasher before.

I googled how to use a dishwasher because I didn't want to be the 20 year old that can't do basic chores. I read the user manual and looked for the filters and catchment drains. They were filthy so I cleaned them, then followed the stacking guide in the user manual and ran it with a full load of my housemates dishes.

I was very impressed with how clean they came out.

I mentioned it to a housemate who found it very amusing I'd only just discovered the dishwasher, he warned me that it was old and broken and not a very good dishwasher so the few housemates that use it were actually talking about splitting the cost of a replacement if I wanted to get in on it.

Why? When the dishwasher was working perfectly.

All 7 of my housemates flooded into the kitchen to assess the cleanliness of the dishes because no one believed me that the dishwasher worked.

Turns out in the 7 years the house had been used for student housing since the landlords son took over as head tenant, not a single one of the rotating cast of 8 housemates had ever cleaned the secondary catchment filter, and only rarely did someone remember to clean the main filter.

Turns out the dishwasher works great when you remove the months worth of old rotten corn building up in the filter, and drain off the 7 years of muck that's blocking the greywater outlet flow.

My housemates will still say I stack the dishwasher like a sociopath, but I learned from the user manual so I don't care, the dishes are clean.

DillyDaily ,

Meanwhile in our house, every pot needs to be precariously balanced in a stack in order to fit in the cupboard.

How precarious? This will blow your mind!

We have 3 pots/pans, A big one, a medium one, and a little one.

Now, and bear with me because I know this is an unorthodox way to stack things, but I think the little pan should go inside the medium pan, and those two should go inside the big pan. It's crazy, but it just might work.

My partner has other ideas when he stacks them though.

DillyDaily ,

I'm an IT teacher at a community centre, I genuinely never thought I would see the day when a student younger than me enrolled. I wrongly assumed my role as a public educator would just fade out as younger generations required generally less training around computers.

Obviously courses in disability service centres would remain, and accredited training for people to kick off or retarget their careers would still exist.

But the person at the local library who meets twice a week and teaches grandma how to close the tabs on her phone felt like a job that was destined to die.

I'm in my 30s and this year I have a few teenagers in my class. The conversations are hilarious, they don't know how to read a file location adreess or open a program that isn't pinned to the taskbar, but at the same time, I don't know how to access the notifications bar on an iPhone or quickly find the wifi settings without going through general settings....because I went from windows to 98, to a blackberry, to an Android, just like they went from an ipad toddler to an iPhone teen, and only now are they having Windows 11 thrown at them, and of all the computers to try and learn to use, this wouldn't be my first recommendation (but it's what our government funds us to teach 🤷‍♀️)

The skill divide is so hard to explain too. My elderly students just stare blankly at one screen, overwhelmed and confused, unsure how to recognise anything. Nothing stands out as a link, or a click able button, because the entire visual landscape is new to them. There is often a lot of hand holding which can be frustrating especially when you made a huge breakthrough in their confidence and independence only to have come in the next week feeling insecure about their skills because they've forgotten a little bit, or had a bad spam caller over the weekend who made them want to never touch a computer again.

Then the teens, who know what links look like and generally what they do will rush ahead, they may not know what it is exactly they're trying to do, but they think they know what end result is expected and they generally know how to avoid catastrophic issues so they just barrel ahead, I'll see them make 40 clicks a second for something that usually takes 2, because they're throwing spaghetti at the wall.

I had a project last week. Dead simple. Save a linked file to a target location, import the file into another program through either drag and drop or browsing for the file, then change 1 thing, and export the final file into another target location, as specified on the activity sheet.

Barely 5 minutes in, I'm still helping Brenda get her mouse dongle plugged in, and one of the teens is finished. And yes, they have every file I asked for, and every edit I asked for, but both are just sitting in the downloads folder. And now we're at the end looking back, the teen is confused because they have the edited file that is required to "finish*, how is it wrong, and I'm trying to explain why skipping the steps about target locations means they'll have to start again because this activity is all about target locations and I don't actually give two shits about this file I just need them to put things in and out of a folder until they can explain to me "a folder is a container" and not just stare into space because a folder is a black hole on their phone things they save go to until they need them again and just download them again.

DillyDaily ,

Technically they took Aotearoa in the name of Zeeland.

DillyDaily ,

I mean, I'd be confused and concerned too if a time travelling European from the 18th century stepped off a boat in 1492

DillyDaily ,

Ooof, I feel that. But I can't seem to consistently feel the same way about my features for more than 2 months at a time so doing anything to change feels like a gamble.

Anyone else think shape shifting is the best super power because you could just always be yourself, but with whatever bits you want that day?

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