I might have wanted to kill myself from loneliness last year but at least I wasn’t living with my family.

arctic-hands:

therobotmonster:

kuroba101:

prismatic-bell:

HERE’S THE THING THOUGH

I used to work for a call center and I was doing a political survey and I called this number that was randomly generated for me and the way our system worked was voice-activated so when the other person said hello you’d get connected to them, so I just launch right into my “Harvard University and NPR blah blah blah” thing and then there’s this long pause and I think the person’s hung up even though I didn’t hear a click

And then I hear “you shouldn’t be able to call this number.”

So I apologize and go into the preset spiel about because we aren’t selling anything, etc. etc. and the answer I get is

“No, I know that. What I mean is that it should be impossible for you to call this number, and I need to know how you got it.”

I explain that it’s randomly generated and I’m very sorry for bothering him, and go to hang up. And before I can click terminate, I hear:

“Ma’am, this is a matter of national security.”

I accidentally called the director of the FBI.

My job got investigated because a computer randomly spit out a number to the Pentagon.

This is my new favourite story.

When I was in college I got a job working for a company that manages major air-travel data. It was a temp gig working their out of date system while they moved over to a new one, since my knowing MS Dos apparently made me qualified.

There was no MS Dos involved. Instead, there was a proprietary type-based OS and an actually-uses-transistors refrigerator-sized computer with switches I had to trip at certain times during the night as I watched the data flow from six pm to six AM on Fridays and weekends. If things got stuck, I reset the server. 

The company handled everything from low-end data (hotel and car reservations) to flight plans and tower information. I was weighed every time I came in to make sure it was me. Areas of the building had retina scanners on doors. 

During training. they took us through all the procedures. Including the procedures for the red phone. There was, literally, a red phone on the shelf above my desk. “This is a holdover from the cold war.” They said. “It isn’t going to come up, but here’s the deal. In case of nuclear war or other nation-wide disaster, the phone will ring. Pick up the phone, state your name and station, and await instructions. Do whatever you are told.”

So my third night there, it’s around 2am and there’s a ringing sound. 

I look up, slowly. The Red phone is ringing.

So I reach out, I pick up the phone. I give my name and station number. And I hear every station head in the building do the exact same. One after another, voices giving names and numbers. Then silence for the space of two breaths. Silence broken by…

“Uh… Is Shantavia there?”

It turns out that every toll free, 1-900 or priority number has a corresponding local number that it routs to at its actual destination. Some poor teenage girl was trying to dial a friend of hers, mixed up the numbers, and got the atomic attack alert line for a major air-travel corporation’s command center in the mid-west United States.

There’s another pause, and the guys over in the main data room are cracking up. The overnight site head is saying “I think you have the wrong number, ma’am.” and I’m standing there having faced the specter of nuclear annihilation before I was old enough to legally drink.

The red phone never rang again while I was there, so the people doing my training were only slightly wrong in their estimation of how often the doomsday phone would ring. 

Every time I try to find this story, I end up having to search google with a variety of terms that I’m sure have gotten me flagged by some watchlist, so I’m reblogging it again where I swear I’ve reblogged it before.

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postllimit:

one day the louvre will thank me for this free advertising

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blamethewolf:

calibraptor:

Oh my god I’m glad I’m not the only person that sees this

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I haven’t heard anything about her wanting to re-transition (untransition?) But everyone around me is making a big fuss about it?

thewinksofgod:

whes:

liberalsarecool:

alwaysbewoke:

diegueno:

The special agent in charge, he says “You know, if we go out there and start messing with those folks, they know judges, they know lawyers, they know politicians. You start locking their kids up, somebody’s going to jerk our chain.” He said they’re going to call us on it, and before you know it, they’re going to shut us down, and there goes your overtime.

What I began to see is that the drug war is totally about race. If we were locking up everybody, white and black, for doing the same drugs, they would have done the same thing they did with prohibition. They would have outlawed it. They would have said, “Let’s stop this craziness. You’re not putting my son in jail. My daughter isn’t going to jail.” If it was an equal enforcement opportunity operation, we wouldn’t be sitting here anyway.

…it needed hashtags, too.

this needs way way way way more notes.

War On Drugs = incarcerate POC

why racism why D,|

Privilege at its finest

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bogleech:

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art-and-all-that-other-stuff:

followthebluebell:

blacklightco:

At the Discovery World in Milwaukee there is a black stingray. Why is it black you ask? Because the poor little guy is blind. All of the other stingrays in his tank camouflage with the light colored substrate, but because all he sees is black, he camouflages as that color.
@dreaming-in-circles, @followthebluebell, @thewanderersapprentice, @gekkers, @tailsandkabuki

whaaat this is so cool!  Thank you for tagging me!

@xxxkyrareaperxxx, @william-snekspeare, @lizardbeans Not reptiles, but still cool :)

Oh man this is so cool! thank you!

oh my god that’s the saddest most precious fucking thing I’ve ever heard

HE MUST THINK HE’S REALLY REALLY GOOD AT HIDING

OF COURSE YOU ARE

YOU ARE THE BEST ;;;;;;; ;;;;;;;

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athenadjg:

notyourtypicalhumanbeing:

GUYS THIS WAS WORTH 80% OF MY FINAL EXAM GRADE FOR OPERATIONS MANAGEMENT AND I GOT AN A

This is the good grades Pepe. Even if you don’t reblog this just his presence on your dash will give you better grades.

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blackfairypresident:

blackfairypresident:

everybody on this website says “we’re all problematic! we all grow and change”

so….. thats why you try to drag every single person who fucks up off this website, no matter how minor the offense, and no matter if they apologize or not

half yall are not for social justice or self
improvement. most yall just haply you found a “justified” way to bully people

ive been on tumblr for 4 years and i have seen SO many people literally bullied off this website over small shit

yall do the MOST and bully people in the name of social justice. yall dont even attempt to educate or correct anyone

you just see somebody fucking up and decide they gotta be slandered for all eternity

the social justice community on tumblr has a bullying problem. also yall believe anything thats said about another tumblr user

i could call anybody problematic right now, and there will immediately be a witch hunt for them

again, this community deadass has a bullying problem and yall think being problematic is justification to bully someone

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mediamattersforamerica:

Thank you, Janet Mock. This is what we need to be seeing. Right now, aside from Mock’s segments, violence against trans women of color doesn’t exist on cable news. And that’s simply unacceptable.

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whes:

mindyourstories:

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mishmonkey:

You know what makes me mad? I used to work at Pizza hut and everyday we would have to throw away perfectly good pizza or potato wedges or garlic bread in the bin because it was the wrong order or the customer had changed their mind. They made us bin the whole thing. We weren’t allowed to put it aside to eat from or take it home (we all earned minimum wage so it’s not like we culd afford pizza that expensive a lot). But what makes me even madder is that they could easily give that to the homeless or poor. Like, if a homeless person came into the store, we could have easily given him one of the 20 or so pizzas that we would be binning every single day anyway. Imagine all the pizza hut stores in the world. Imagine each and every one throwing away on average 20 pizzas a day. Imagine how many people that would feed. Fuck corporations man.

Capitalism is violence.

Grocery stores almost always throw out food when it reaches the expiration date, and most of them destroy it so no one can take it from the dumpster and eat it. Literally, destroying food so no one gets to eat without paying for it. My local Stop & Shop does this.

c a p i t a l i s m    i s    v i o l e n c e

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