I’ve used very similar techniques on men in bars who don’t think no is a complete sentence.

I’m well past the age for shame. I will make a fool of myself if it means some twerp will think twice about harassing a woman who’s repeatedly turned them down

I’d never considered doing the same for scammers - great idea! I’m just overly polite and that makes me seem like a target I think.

It was a general use of the word cholesterol - no concept was defined

The way they’re referred to being interchangeable does not alter the fact that they’re different.

It’s worth knowing they’re different and checking with a recruiting manager which one they mean. I check because I know people do, incorrectly, think they’re the same thing.

It’s wise to have both on hand and up to date.

So see your last reference.

Over 20 years I’ve worked in the federal and local governments, for academia adjacent organisations, NGOs and commercial companies, retail and hospitality, health services - as both a hopeful candidate and a hiring manager.

Different industries require different things and the distinction between the 2 is relevant. It’s the white collar roles that expect CVs or will actually make that distinction in the job advertisement. In retail etc they might ask for your cv but they mean a resume. More commercial companies I’ve worked with just want a resume and they mean a resume. If I submitted a resume for one of my most recent gigs, they’d say that’s not enough and ask me for my long form cv.

There is a distinction, it just depends on the industry.

Honestly one of the quickest ways I’ve found to cool down is to run my wrists under cold water.

And for my dog, wet t-shirts and wet towels tucked under his groin and armpits. I wish he was a water dog (we’ve tried wading pools, sprinklers etc) but he’s not so other than forcing him to drink enough water, I’ve found he’ll tolerate the wet items on him.

K. They’re not but I can’t account for what you’ve read online

Um, ok…?

I’m in Australia

Cv vs resume. Different.

It’s both sweet and bland somehow. Pointless.

Watched Fury road for the billionth time last night. God it’s good. Doesn’t set out to be anything it shouldn’t be; delivers what you want. Not too much dwelling on the past, no shoehorned romances. Just fast and fun.

To anyone out there with the ‘i can eat whatever I want without getting fat’ idea, yeah it’s not quite like that. Cholesterol and visceral fat are killers. So yeah, eat as much as you like but the healthy food factor applies to us all.

How this would translate to business applications - audit trails, documenting decisions etc - that’s where I can’t see a way out of email.

That’s not how you get pneumonia, but he may have weakened his immune system through exposure to make him more susceptible to viruses.

… Such as?

Do yourself a favour, if you haven’t already, watch the episode of Extras with him playing ‘himself’.

It’s not the same thing but the comparative lameness of it is kinda the point. I have a home office, carpeted. I bought a desk that can be used to stand because I sit way too much and it gives me back problems.

My feet started to really hurt because I was standing so much. In comfortable shoes (corrective ones that I need), on carpet.

I bought a ‘fatigue mat’ and now I stand all day without noticing any pain. Just about an inch of rubbery foam stuff has made a huge difference.

So I can imagine that someone working far longer shifts than I do, on likely cement floors would massively benefit from matting.

I lie down in my backyard. In Australia. There are ants of all kinds. The occasional little spider goes past. Midges and butterflies and dragonflies and bees. The birds have gotten used to me so they walk within feet of me too.

They go about their business and I, mine. No harm has come to me. It’s nice to be part of their world sometimes.

I’m waiting for invisible. I’m almost 40. I just want to do things without anyone noticing me, let alone staring, yelling, hitting on me etc. I just want to be an anonymous entity moving through the world, not a woman-that-men-want-to-fuck.

I’ve been that since I was 12.

…Mate