wrote out a list of who I’m looking for.
X, work your magic.
non negotiable
- 35 to 42 y/o
- healthy masculine
- smart, funny, lighthearted
- provider/protector mentality
- post economic (still hardworking)
- must be kind, generous, thoughtful
- no kids yet, decidedly wants kids
- on the healing path (history of serious commitment ex therapists, books, retreats)
- can meet anywhere but will not date unless live in the same city
- fit and sober because you care about your health
strongly preferred
- no prev marriages or engagements
- works in tech (comfortable with risk and career is blended into personal life)
I was almost poisoned in a restaurant in NYC last night
The waiter brought me a steak that was still pink inside
"What is this?" I asked the waiter
"Your steak, prime sirloin, sir"
"Why is it raw?!" I shouted
"It's not raw, it's medium-well. Cooking it more would ruin it" the ignorant waiter replied
I told him to shut up and called the health department
To my shock I was told that undercooked steaks are not a food safety violation
I looked around, people were laughing and I heard someone using the word "europussy"
I paid leaving no tip, and left the restaurant
No wonder Americans are so unhealthy if they can't even cook their food properly
>came back from a week long trip to Morocco over a week ago
>have had diarrhea ever since i came back
>now having daily fevers for the past 4 days
Uh oh…
When people’s voice isn’t heard, things like this happens. If only CDU would hold their promises about immigration policy and didn’t rise the taxes into oblivion, people wouldn’t vote for AfD. It’s as simple as that.
To those who still don't get this when it comes to European politics:
LePen isn't a Nazi.
Farage isn't a Nazi.
Meloni isn't a Nazi.
Wilders isn't a Nazi.
Nawrocki isn't a Nazi.
AfD are total Nazi scumbags who whitewash the SS, repeat Nazi slogans and propaganda and have Goebbels as their phone ringtone.
F those Nazis.
King Charles WON'T meet Jamaican officials over £7.6billion slavery reparations - after they travelled to Britain with formal petition for Buckingham Palace https://t.co/FCgu0QTNRr
The problem of this notion is such, that, even if only the beautiful people bred, this group of attractive people by today’s standards would still divide itself into less hot and more hot groups, meaning the less hot will become the new ugly, making this reasoning obsolete.
Plato in the Republic said the best men and best women need to be breeding constantly and the dregs need to be kept away from reproduction. compared it to breeding hunting dogs. genuinely insane how many modern problems this would solve.
I returned to the cafe that gave me caffeinated coffee instead of decaf to conduct some investigative work.
Here is what we know.
I entered the cafe on Sunday, Aug 30th at 2:06 pm. I took roughly 15 steps to the ordering station (see image below). A woman in her early 20s cheerfully greeted me.
“How may I help you?” she inquired.
“A decaf coffee please” I said, matching her lightness.
“Do you want any milk?” she delivered with mastery.
“No thank you” I said delicately to avoid offending her generous offer.
“A name for the order?”
“Bryan”
“Ok, that will be $5.09”
I then double clicked the right button on my phone and tapped the bluetooth device.
Then, unexpectedly, this woman smiled, looked at the device I was holding in my other hand, and said “I like your walkie talkie”.
This took me by surprise. She had deviated from the script and routine. What was I to make of this?
She then flipped the payment screen around for signature and simultaneously turned away, as if to allow me to do my business in private.
I scribbled nonsense onto the screen and was presented with a tip conundrum of $1, $2, and “Other”.
What was I to do? She had clear mastery of her craft and had provided great service thus far. But I was suffering a debilitating aftershock from the surprise compliment and friendly engagement.
$1 would be shameful. $2 seemed more appropriate. That would be a 39% tip for the sixty second encounter. But I am rich. Should I give more? Should I give all?
An existential dilemma draped over me. My fingers dashed to touch $2 and end the spiral.
I then walked to the opposite side of the cafe where the barista would be fulfilling the order and handed them my stainless steel cup. This was to avoid using the microplastic lined material they would have otherwise used.
I’d brought with me a flask of warmed, freshly made macadamia nut milk. Before walking to the cafe, I had heated 8 oz of nut milk to 145°F, near the ceiling before plant proteins denature and aggregate and the emulsion destabilizes. The ten minute walk inside my insulated flask would keep it around 140°F and pair perfectly with the 185°F freshly brewed coffee. This would be my companion over the next few hours on this splendid Sunday afternoon.
As I headed to leave the cafe, I ran into some friends and engaged in a lively conversation for four minutes. I wrapped the conversation and left the building for the coffee pick up location outside.
My cup and the coffee were on a ledge with a paper order receipt below it. I picked up the cup and eyed the BPA-coated thermal paper receipt that unfortunately needed handling lest I litter. Such a moral dilemma. In this ethical deliberation, I forgot to check the receipt confirmed “decaf.” Rookie mistake.
I walked home with the anticipatory delight of savoring the first touch with my lips. I’d wait until at my desk, fingers on the keyboard, music in the ears and upright posture.
Then the sipping began.
It was glorious.
At 5:43 pm I messaged Kate “the nap worked, I’m still going strong”.
Earlier in the day I’d told Kate my plan was to complete 10 hours of deep, focused work. It was Sunday, my calendar was open and it was a unique opportunity to work in an interruption free stretch.
To do this, my plan was to take a mid-day nap to refresh myself. So earlier that day, at 12:12 pm, I’d taken a 31 minute nap with 94% efficiency. I woke up feeling refreshed.
Recently I’d been dipping with fatigue in the 2-4 pm window. Likely because I’ve been waking up at 4 am and completing an intense five hour morning routine (exercise, sauna, IHHT/HBOT) and then working 10 hours straight, until 7 pm.
The nap did work.
Turns out, I also made the mistake of attributing my caffeine high to my nap. Fatal.
I finished work and began my wind down routine. I laid down in bed at 8:01 pm and only then did I realize I had a problem. Whereas normally I’d fall asleep within 2-3 minutes, something was off. My mind was wired and buzzing. There was no way I was going to fall asleep.
Not having had caffeine in years, I tossed and turned all night, creating a subjective feeling that I was awake all night.
Was this a mistake, a prank or a crime?
Noise
> yesterday, I returned to the cafe with a sound meter
> the cafe’s background noise sat around 75 dBA
> I replicated my order voice volume. It was 72 dBA
> The person behind the counter is 3 feet in distance
> this created a -3 dB signal to noise ratio
> you can hear low-frequency vowel volume
> but high-frequency consonant clarity drops off
> even with healthy hearing between 1,000-4,000 Hz
> “a decaf coffee” and “a cup of coffee” could sound nearly identical
Ordering mistakes
> I took a picture of the order screen (see image above)
> that they use to input the order
> the caffeinated/ decaffeinated buttons are adjacent
> buttons are large enough a finger mishap is unlikely
> the failure point here is a “capture error”
> both buttons say “brewed”
> therefore size/color do nothing to offset autopilot error
> order error rate in a cafe is around 1 in every 8 orders
> afternoon mistakes (when I was there) most common
> there is also a possibility that the barista making the coffee messed up the order, or pranked me
Recognizability and prank
> given my social media presence, there is a ~55% likelihood that she recognized me
> she could have thought "lol, this is going to be funny"
Given this, what do you think happened?