"Standard deviation not enough for perverted statistician."
I don't know why
I don't know why
I can't get enough of your love, baby
(Afghan Whigs' version, of course. As if someone had to guess.)
Shir, have you discovered the Buffistechnology thread?
Why yes. Not a reader there, more like a random asker. I forsee another question, soon.
Now I'm scared.
YOu're not my supervisor, you're more than safe.
more than safe
And yet, I'm glad I'm miles and miles away.
You'll give us a five minutes heads-up BEFORE setting the world on fire, right?
You'll give us a five minutes heads-up BEFORE setting the world on fire, right?
Deal.
Edit: The world is probably safe, as I finally get to go have lunch. And today is my Friday and I have a three-day weekend before me.
Sle-ee-ep.
If someone is eating lunch and asks me what I'm reading about, and I reply, "Conditions in slaughterhouses," and he then asks for more details, and asks me to define several terms that I'm using, he has forfeited the right to tell me that I should have known better than to tell him about that stuff while he's eating a roast beef sandwich, right? I mean, he had to have known what he was getting into.
(I don't just start talking about this stuff to people who don't want to hear it, because usually, that's just rude. But you can't ask a question and then get upset because it was answered!)
That's why if I say "Never mind," really, never mind, you know?
I guess maybe I should have said something like "never mind" when he asked. But I said "slaughterhouses," and he asked for more details, so I figured he would be OK with more details.
It might not have mattered.
Because I've had that happen...you say "it's super gross..."
And they're like "That's okay," till you say it.
And then they act like you kicked their puppy.