"Better Send this to Everyone!"

Every office has one: the person who just can't stop sending company-wide emails that really don't need to be sent. I'm not talking helpful stuff, like "It's Wayne's birthday so there are cupcakes in the break room." That's important shit people need to know. I'm talking shit like "Here are my photos from my trip to the botanical gardens this week!" or "I know we're spread out in multiple offices across the country but I figured all 1200 of you would enjoy seeing pictures of my daughter for some reason."

Making things worse is the fact that every office always has 10-20 people who might not overshare on company email, but definitely abuse the "reply all" function of their email. These psychos come out of the woodwork any time there's a new hire, with their "WELCOME TO THE TEAM STEVE" and sharing of various GIFs to prove their excitement.

Let me just state, for the record, that a reply all welcome message is not a sincere way to communicate. It is the email equivalent of standing in the middle of a crowded room and announcing, loudly, to everyone in attendance: "I AM SAYING HELLO TO TOM. DOES EVERYONE SEE ME DOING THIS? I WANT CREDIT FOR BEING NICE TO TOM."

If you really want to say hello and welcome someone, do it in a personal fucking email directly to them.


If You're Bothered by Lady Thor, You're the Reason There's a Lady Thor

The comic book nerdwire is all atwitter with reactions to the news that Marvel is going to make Thor, the actual-Norse-deity-appropriated-as-a-spandex-clad-hero, a lady. The reactions have pretty much split down the middle into the sort of predictable "Finally, lady superheroes and a positive portrayal of women in pop culture for all the young girls to look up to!" and "WTF U CANT MAKE THOR HAVE A VAGINA THAT RUINS THE CONTINUITY."

You can probably guess which side I'm on.


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The Road to Recovery, Part 4

When last we spoke, I'd just undergone surgery to repair my blown out L4-L5 disk. 

Think about the coziest, most comfortable sleep you've ever had. Now envision someone shaking you awake because it's time to go to some horrific amalgamation of school AND work, and for some reason it's freezing cold and you're already burdened by the knowledge that you'll never sleep this soundly again in your life.

That's what waking up in recovery was like. 

Do You Like Michael Keaton?

I am more excited about this than I maybe should be.

How rad is that poster, though?!