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That glitch that discounts stock prices by a percentage?! What? Does that block of the code normally only discount a stock by a percentage under different circumstances?
That glitch that discounts stock prices by a percentage?! What? Does that block of the code normally only discount a stock by a percentage under different circumstances?
I’ve frequented Cracker Barrel’s since I was very little. And it’s a family tradition to always stop at one to eat on long road trips.
It’s gone downhill, and it started happening well ahead of COVID.
Every server used to be an old southern person. They cared about their job, and proudly wore “stars” on their apron to represent their seniority. They were engaging, sweet, and often interesting to talk to. These days, I usual just see teenagers, or people who act like they are working there as a condition of their probation. I assume this reflects poor / eroded pay.
A long standing “benefit” at Cracker Barrel has been the unlimited biscuits and cornbread that come with every meal. They used to bring out a huge basket of them - enough for everyone to have 3-4 - often as soon as you sat down. So good. These days, I usually have to ask for them. They usually seem to stall and only bring them with the food. And there is usually only 1 (maybe 2) per person.
Similar to above, the portion size of just about every meal has shrunk over time.
I know people that used to work there. All the food was either cooked to order or hand prepped and cooked that morning. There was pride in making the food fresh, and not letting it get old, cold, and stale. I’m not sure what they are doing now, but it seems like the quality is way down. It more often seems old, cold, and stale. I’m guessing the cooks aren’t paid very well anymore either.
So, I think this CEO has it all wrong. My guess is she’s going to turn it into another Applebee’s that gets some attention for a while for being new and interesting. Then, in a few years, it goes out of business.
Something isn’t right with this article. I’m suspect:
Type 1 is where your islet cells die off and you lose insulin production. Type 2 means your insulin production is fine, but your cells are resistant to the insulin. A Type 2 should have plenty of islet cells so adding more doesn’t seem like it would do anything. Your body should regulate those cells to output the same amount of insulin as before.
This same treatment has been done in Type 1s already. It’s not new. The problem is their body eventually kills off the transplanted cells and you have to do it again. Plus, you have to take immune suppressing drugs forever.
“Despite a kidney transplant, his pancreas still doesn’t produce insulin.” - This is just nonsense.
I’m no expert in this subject either, but a theoretical limit could be beyond 200x - depending on the data.
For example, a basic compression approach is to use a lookup table that allows you to map large values to smaller lookup ids. So, if the possible data only contains 2 values: One consisting of 10,000 letter 'a’s. The other is 10,000 letter 'b’s. We can map the first to number 1 and the second to number 2. With this lookup in place, a compressed value of “12211” would uncompress to 50,000 characters. A 10,000x compression ratio. Extrapolate that example out and there is no theoretical maximum to the compression ratio.
But that’s when the data set is known and small. As the complexity grows, it does seem logical that a maximum limit would be introduced.
So, it might be possible to achieve 200x compression, but only if the complexity of the data set is below some threshold I’m not smart enough to calculate.
I didn’t say “All kitchen staff are trashy people”. I said the industry attracts more than the average amount.
I have a few friends in the industry. If you are talking about cooking, my opinion of it is mostly negative. Sure, there are many good chefs, but unfortunately, the job is a magnet for people that really wanted to do something else with their life and failed. Those same people are often drug addicts, alcoholics, or just not great people. So, you work with alot of problematic and troubled people. Coworkers being out for prison sentences is common. The pay is not great because there are soooo many people doing it.
Sure, you could find a job at the nicest restaurant in town and avoid some of that, but think about how many of those restaurants there are in your town - compared to how many people in the world think they can cook. It’s like winning the lottery to get that job.
Do airlines typically handle 1 year olds flying alone? That seems nuts.
Why couldn’t this still be “big bang”? Look at a grenade for example. When it explodes, a shock wave expands from it in a near perfect sphere, but the fragments previous packed inside of it explode out at different speeds depending on their mass.
If you were in the center of that explosion, measuring the speed of fragments traveling away from you, they’d travel at different speeds. Only the initial shockwave would be constant.
Why would grocery stores lie that shoplifting happens more at self-checkout?
The article says the expected cost savings haven’t been realized because people steal stuff and generally suck at scanning & bagging their own groceries.
Selena Gomez - Good For You - “I’m 14 carats. I’m 14 carets I’m farting carrots. I’m farting carrots.”
Your example reminded me of this classic: Jesus: Water into Wine
(On Delta planes at least) The aisle armrest comes up if you press a little trigger underneath near where is meets the seat. Makes it easier to get up if you’re in the aisle seat and to exit the plane.
If you are always hot, get a windows seat. When you’re at altitude, the side of the plane gets cold, so the window seat tends to be cooler.
If you are on the tall side, once the fight attendant isn’t looking anymore, put your backpack or laptop bag behind your legs / knees instead of under the seat. Then you have full legroom available to stretch out.
If the person in front of you reclines their seat back, ask the fight attendant for a pillow and a can of soda. Remove the pillow case, and put the full soda can in it. Then batter up, and bash that fucker right in the face. Just kidding. Don’t do this. Just calm down.
I was about 8 or 9 years old. Sitting in the bleachers at my older brother’s baseball game. I was bored and daydreaming about: What if the batter hit a foul ball right into the light above the bleachers and smashed it to pieces. About 3 seconds later, that exact thing happened - exactly as I imagined it. I thought that was pretty weird.
Uh dude, your girlfriend is pregnant
It’s telling that you think this is a real thing people take seriously.
That’s literally what this whole thread is about: Companies trying to constantly motivate with things other than money - but only for the lowly workers. You keep trying to shift the argument to corporate duties, or talking about WHAT you do instead of WHY you do it. You’re being childishly frustrating on purpose.
I’m glad you’re motivated by your job, and by pizza parties, and pats on the back. Good for you. Be sure to tell HR tomorrow they can give your pay to the CEO instead. You’re so self-fulfilled and all.
Lol, you’re cherry picking a sentence and then addressing it totally out of context. I think you might be insane, but here’s one last try: Why does the CEO go to work? Why do you go to work? Why do you do the tasks that are required of you in your job? Why does anyone? MONEY! Would you go to work if they didn’t pay you? Would the CEO? How about for pizza parties and pats on the back? Fuck NO! Why is that such a difficult fucking concept? Like I said before, this shouldn’t even be a discussion. The propaganda is so powerful, it has created corporate bootlickers, like I’m worried you are, whose brains glitch out when you try to claim CEOs work for money.
I think you’ve veered off the subject man. You’re making points no one is talking about.
Not sure of your point. You think the CEO does that out of the goodness of their heart? Or because they just love obtaining funding? No one works for any reason but to make money for themselves. CEOs included. Yet it’s debated like it might not be true - which is a ridiculous notion.
Edit: My comment was not trying to educate people on the corporate duties of the CEO
Not the happy ending I was hoping for. Here’s how you should have ended it:
"Turns out, the guy she was cheating on my with gets fired from the college for inappropriate relations with students. Afterwards, he gets a job at my dad’s company as a corporate trainer - reporting to my dad! My dad knows who he is, but keeps it a secret for the next 8 years. All the while, he continuously passes the guy up for promotions, gives him the shitiest work to do, bad performance reviews every year, and generally makes his work life hell. It’s a small town though, so there is literally no where else for him to go.
Meanwhile, at home, my ex and the cheater are having trouble conceiving. Since they can’t afford the premium insurance at work, the fertility treatments they need are too expensive. They decide to keep trying instead of adopting, and eventuality the clock runs out. She’s 40 and it’s too dangerous to try and have kids at that point. They give up.
My dad finally decides to retire and the cheater thinks it’s his big chance to finally get promoted. Instead, my dad recommends hiring me as his replacement. They follow his recommendation. Day one, cheater confronts me about how angry he is and I fire him on the spot for insubordination.
He’s now out of work with no option. They can’t afford to relocate. So, my ex has to get a job. She has no skills or experience so she decides to work the local gentlemens club. However, at 40+, she’s not pulling in the tips, so she starts turning tricks for more money. To steer clear of the police, she starts bringing the Johns home for work. Cheater has to sit in the next room while he listens to her get plowed over and over by random dudes ever night. Every once in a while, he’ll hear through the wall one of the Johns ask “How’d you end up doing this?”. To which she replies, “My man just couldn’t keep his fucking mouth shut at work.”. It’s not too long after, on a night where she’s satisfying two dudes at once - one a local mechanic the cheater knew growing up, and the other the local youth pastor - that he decides to eat a bullet.
It’s been 3 years since then. My ex is still working, though with her age, she’s had to leave the local club locations and frequent the truck stops more. Every once in a while, I’ll stop for gas and meet eyes with her as she exits a truck on the other side of the parking lot. She never waves. She just stares. Then, she gets into the next truck."
Edit: Epilogue: Those cops died of dick cancer.