I worked for a call center as a stop gap when I was younger. The economy had shit itself and while this company was doing great, it was looking to save money because they knew they could squeeze desperate people. Annual raises were coming up. They were based on a system heavily influenced by disciplinary action, so many of my coworkers started getting verbal and written warnings for ridiculous things.

I finally got written up for not pulling up a reference before telling a customer about a past event. I didn’t pull the reference up because I already had it and other common topics open for easy access, which my supervisor told us to do.

I disputed the write-up but the department manager denied it as “the information could have changed between calls, so you should have looked it up through our knowledge base”. I asked how the past could have changed and was told it doesn’t matter: it’s policy. I asked to see the policy. The goalposts immediately changed: “disciplinary action is at management’s discretion and this was a serious error in judgment”. I told them that I was shocked anyone could say that and still expect to be taken seriously, even by themselves, and refused to sign my write-up. I was pulled into the HR manager’s office and given a “Final Warning” write-up for my attitude and not signing my initial write-up. I signed that one and got on a PIP, so they were happy.

Annual reviews were that week. I had extraordinary performance stats but got a $0.04 per hour annual raise - $83.20 per year! I walked out once I got a new job.

I just checked: my old manager is now a “boss babe” who sells essential oils and scented candles for MLMs. Sometimes a life well lived really is the best revenge.

I’m even the kind in your picture, though he’s not seeing anything in that microscope.

I agree, you just should tell people first! Unsolicited story time:

We had been dating for a few weeks. She was smart, nice, and very fun. I really liked her and had decided to consider getting serious. I thought she had ghosted me for our dinner date, though, so I had left and was feeling sad. She called over an hour later to apologize profusely and beg me to come back, saying she’d explain and buy everything that night as apology.

What she didn’t mention was that she was going to alternate between incoherent rambling and staring, silent and unresponsive, into one corner of the cafe’s ceiling. I had no idea what was going on. I got ahold of her roommate, who said she had eaten a bunch of shrooms and walked to her friend’s house. I left after he arrived and I learned he was her roommate… and her boyfriend. Fun.

I went full no contact. Years later, we worked together briefly in graduate school, where she pretended not to know me despite having already told our lab mates we used to be friends. Super awkward, maybe mental problems.

I am one, and it’s the closest you can get to being a wizard. You use the in-depth knowledge and tools of your domain to do things the general population often doesn’t fully understand and can’t do well themselves, if at all.

Sounds like wizards to me.

I had a formula: “Hi!”, my real first name, a brief mention and open-ended question about something I found interesting on their profile, then closing with something like “Online dating can be a lot. I’d love to hear from you, but only when you’re ready. No pressure. I hope you have a great day.”

So about four sentences. It took me like two minutes. I got about 1 response in 10 instead of over 1:30 that way, at least from women. Success!

I then proceeded to have all of the worst dates I’ve ever been on. One person showed up on shrooms, a woman interrogated me about marriage and children within ten minutes of meeting, another seemed to be fabricating their entire life story on the spot… and more! There were good dates too, but soooo much bad.

Believe it or not, @themeatbridge@lemmy.world is correct, just not about why. It’s to adjust for differences in jug size caused by temperature.

Plastic jugs are made by blow molding, where a tube of plastic is warmed, then inflated within a mold using compressed air to create its shape. In winter, the air and environment are cooler so the plastic is also cooler and accordingly a bit less elastic while getting blown. This results in jugs that contract a bit more while cooling and are a bit smaller. To compensate, cool weather jugs have a shallower dimple. The alternative is either warming the air or warming the molds more, both of which cost more, while this actually slightly saves money by using a bit less plastic. The converse is true for summer jugs - bigger dimple, warmer air - as the warmer plastic molds more easily.

The dimple also adds a bit of structural stability, so the jugs can be made of slightly thinner plastic. These factories pump out millions of jugs, so even a $0.005 saving per jug adds up.

I actually did some work for a company that makes plastic containers, so I got it straight from them. Otherwise I’d provide a source. What I could find online that corroborates is low quality local reporting, so I didn’t bother with URLs.