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Surely they have their own dystopian capitalist modus operandi, but just as a factoid:
HR is actually called Personalabteilung in my language (personnel department) and I am personnel.
Surely they have their own dystopian capitalist modus operandi, but just as a factoid:
HR is actually called Personalabteilung in my language (personnel department) and I am personnel.
I’ve never made fun of hr, never seen a reason to. Also I have the feeling, that they’ve very much my health in mind and are on my side more than the employer.
But I live neither in the USA nor India, so different rules, different culture.
Disgosteng!
Oh, but the vanity!
Now, we don’t want to be vain, do we, Agnes?
In the first week, the Mormon airforce rises into the air and starts a carpet bombing campaign.
Seemingly, the Amish are destroyed as there are no signs of fighting back. The Mormon missionaries move in to pacify the newly conquered territory. But all the towns are dead and empty.
After two weeks of raising the Mormon flags everywhere, the top brass gets a notice: several Amish towns have sprung up in the hinterlands. Quickly the Mormon army rushes in but all they find are desolated settlements.
General after general gets burn-out from this game of whack-a-mole. The Mormons want a fight but the pacifist Amish aren’t playing along. The Mormon youth gets dissatisfied with their rulers who called then into a war and are not delivering.
On the other side of the curtain, the Amish are not allowed to fight back. They simply leave their homes and rebuild somewhere else, especially in places the Mormon army just left. But some amongst them are of the opinion that, although fighting is strictly prohibited, a few accident should be within the rules.
So the numbers of unexplained explosions in the Mormon homeland start to rise. It’s just the beginning, but the methane tanks on the Amish dairy farms overfloweth.
A Mormon officer suggests arming local cheese lords to get a hold of the situation. Wherever have we seen that before?
Neither are wardrobes and beds, so be aware
I travel a lot for work, and this is my experience in and around Germany (even for small, family owned, 10 bedroom hotels):
For drinks:
Sterz
I think Polenta is internationally more well known. Sterz is similar to Polenta.
Sometimes, it’s good to gatekeep. @pumpkinseedoil is correct on this one
The recipient might be in the same age range
2 fast 2 Furious (too fast too furious) moment
“Ich muss hier raus!”
The secret is to never want to remove it.
It’s easy to care for it, you can totally neglect it and it still thrives. When you think it’s grown to much, you cut it down, it springs right back. You can rip it out, as long as there’s a 5cm piece of root somewhere in the ground, it will be there again next year.
I’ve ripped out many a bushel and gifted to friends and still have my own mint. I like it.
There were also wars of “being a Native American and being allowed to live” Vs “fucking dying”.
I guess wars aren’t always a good metric.
Kuwait is not near Afghanistan or Pakistan. You’re mixing up two different US wars ;)
It has borders with Iraq, Saudi Arabia and almost Iran.
If you want to get into soapmaking, you can regulate the lye to fat ratio.
I think the word is superfatted soap. You could search for that. Or soaps made from different fats (f.ex. olive oil or lanolin). Lanolin is apparently the best oil for our skin, but it’s expensive.
Chickenf622 is prob talking about the vehicle/contraption
Similar to this
There are some elections between 1929 and 1939 that would be more consequential.
Even worse are the ones that go super slow.
And now we pluck the 3rd string in the 5th fret with our thumb. Bum
The next step is to release the string and move over to…