shininghero

I still occasionally slip on that myself. It's the first non-Microsoft office suite I used and it's burned into my memory.

32 hour workweeks AND lower the overtime threshold to match. And that's just using my office job as a basis.

The threshold from part-time to full-time will also need to be lowered accordingly for grocery store/fast food type jobs.

I get that the term LLM has 'language' in its name, but this is the dumbest way to go about implementing them.

Keep the contractors for all the language lessons and plans, and only provide an LLM for either advanced material or self-continued teaching, as it can act as a simulated native speaker. You don't use it to fully replace your employees.

Oof...

Not bad, but this is the sort of crass dark humor I would expect late on a Friday night after at least five beers with my friends.

Sweet. Hopefully those batteries will also be manufactured and sold for long enough for me to get at least one first party replacement, before having to deal with third party vendors.

You know what... Give me an option for a bigger battery, and ensure that replacement batteries are going to be available for a while, and I'll definitely look into it.

bUT bUT ThAT's Not WHAt hE MeAnT!!!1!11

Well then First Lady Trump should be more careful with their words, if they don't want 'Following the letter of the law' to constantly turn into 'Malicious compliance'.

"Your simple box needs words. Like these right here! Uhh, this one. And this one."

"Wait, no, stop! That's not supposed to be possible!"

Perpetual resting Monday face.

Peaceful. Heh. It definitely used to be peaceful, kiddo...
But those days are so long gone, and the moon so scarred, that those days might as well be out of a fantasy novel.

What happened, you ask? Heh... That's a silly question. Human nature happened.

You see, transit to Europa was never commercialized. Not back then, and now likely never will be. And yet, humans still charged forward, to that pristine icy moon. Charging so far off the beaten paths. Away from comforts, away from contact, away from society itself... Ask yourself now, what sort of man would willingly throw themselves such absolute solitude?

Prideful, arrogant, and sometimes even criminal, for a moment, Europa was a haven to it all. An age of constant advancement, stoked by the fires of so many supreme wills.

It was never destined to last.

Amidst that multitude, a hunger as old civilization grew. The hunger of dominion, festering in a place packed to the brim with wolves, but not a single sheep. Is it any wonder, then, that all it took was a single spark of prideful dissent? Just one, and it all gave way.

To want.
To discord.
To violence.
To insanity.
To ruin.

No one can stop you if you really want to go, kiddo. Actually no, that's not entirely true. You'll probably get interdicted and arrested on the way back. So I'll just tell you right now, there is nothing left.
Only ash, ice, and the remains of the fools of that age. Magnificent fools, but fools nonetheless.