PhobosAnomaly

That is a different question:

[…] as many incompetent white men in leadership as I have i suppose. My favorite one violates employee rights so often he has his own HR rep assigned to him, instead of just firing him for the verbal and sexual harassment.

That senior employee is being held there by either a system that doesn’t value its employees which would be a HR issue; or is showing behaviours that aren’t being challenged by their own line management - also indirectly an HR issue. You can have fifteen different systems for promoting the workforce but they would fail if they’re not challenged effectively or the HR policies aren’t robust enough to get this dude sacked.

The problem with having too many white males

I absolutely agree with you with this part. There’s dozens of reasons why this is the case. It’s a global tragedy that we’ve got this far in the world and we’ve not been able to remove the barriers for people in minority or marginalised groups entering or rising through the workforce.

The number and nature of those barriers is worth of - and have been - studies in themselves.

In fairness, that doesn’t sound like a problem with the merit-based system, sounds more like your organisation’s HR policies and enforcement are just weaker than cheap beer.

Not long after I passed my test and was still an inexperienced driver, went down a road that takes you from the top of a big hill down to the bottom, the road being around five or six miles long with a sharp hairpin bend about half mile from the end.

Being fairly new to independent driving and not appreciating the joy of engine braking; I rode the brakes the entire way down. Towards the bottom, the smell from the brakes gave away the telltale smell that something was very wrong, and it was only on the approach to the hairpin that I realised that the brake pedal was going right to the deck and offering no retardation other than my own.

Even after forcing the car into second gear and steering left like I was in a one man yacht, I barely got round that corner.

I started to appreciate the need for escape lanes after that.

haven’t got opposable thumbs, have they?

I asked my eldest child what he wanted to do when he was older.

He said “I want to be one of those people that put cables into people’s houses”.

Absolute lad. Electricians are fucking voodoo workers. I don’t think he’ll ever be short of work either!

edit: that said, if I had to change career tomorrow, I think I’d go into either data networking at the physical layer, or work for a telecoms firm dropping fibre and sorting telephony dramas and whatnot.

Could have really stirred the pot in 2011 with “u mad bro?”

Three word word of the year. Would have been a banger.

Fourth for Summit.

Say what you like, Summit Squad are nothing if not dedicated.

u just necro’d this post bro

Having experienced life in a city with a heavy tourism influence, it’s not the tourists that’s the problem, it’s counterintuitively a select few locals ripping the arse out of it.

• Housing shortages and sky high rents because homeowners and flat owners stick their places on AirBNB and other types of peer to peer services they provide access to;

• Ludicrous policies imposed on residents by locally-contracted private enterprises like event managers extending their road closures and parking suspensions a quarter mile away from their actual event areas, fucking over residents who actually live there for the other eleven months of the year;

• Zero hour contracts for those in gig economy or service workers, who get used and abused for a few weeks a year and fucked off when the good times dry up, while business owners have made bank;

• Increased pressure on public services for a few weeks a year, caused by influxes of folk putting heavy demands on the staff but leaving local residents to foot the tax bill;

• …and the usual creep towards city centre locations trending towards tat merchants selling utter shite.

It’s important to note that none of the above is anything wrong, it’s just assholery for the most part…

…and then those small numbers of “locals” have the gall to blame Mr and Mrs Miggins from halfway across the globe for ruining the city. Fuck all of the way off

On a similar tangent, I find hilarity in poorly drawn swastikas - or to use an entertaining but horrendously ablest term, a spastika.

I make no apology for equating the sort of dickhead that scrawls this shit everywhere in adult life with the sort of clueless fuckwit that tests sockets with a fork, and couldn’t pour water out of a boot even if the instructions were on the soles.

I don’t often like punching down on the lesser-intellectual folk (mainly because I’m dumb as rocks for 23 hours of the day myself) but this is one of the few times I enjoy the opportunity.