I didn’t think there was a confusion about that until now. Actually I still don’t think so. Explain.

Never again having trouble figuring out the exact welding wire needed for all the gathered materials in a project seems like an excellent perk by itself.

Alert fatigue is always a sign that the alerting isn’t on point enough. I have no good idea for a replacement here though.

And the eastern half of the country loves it. However, they are not exactly prime candidates for buying electric cars or any new cars at all.

Problem is, you didn’t notice the ones working correctly.

My motto while I was living in an urban area. I found that I could ride my bike right up to in front of my office window after cutting a little brush on the building corner and from that day on I’d do that, knock on the window and climb right into my office chair from my bike saddle if a coworker was already there. Most satisfying parking situation in my professional life so far.

The Seamstresses’ Guild of Ankh Morpork does not look favorably upon your judgement of their recent endeavors into digitalization and working from home.

Then they set their desk on fire and go on strike for the rest of the day.

Ah, that explains why I was cast into this existence last week after chilling in the void for eons, which I was actually pretty fine with, but here we are now, toast crumbs, income tax and all that. Thanks I guess.

I was lazily scrolling through my Jellyfin library and thought “heh, Director’s Cut. Everything that guy does in the kitchen is a Director’s Cut.” So, while that’s certainly not a new thought, it was new to me.

I tried it but the repetition of the word ruined it when I had it written out. I think it’s because it takes away the little “huh, oh, right” moment from the reader.

Oh Jeez. But, here is some gluten free cake I made just to cater to your specific headspace and to prevent too much overthinking which has been known to cause cancer in individuals in the state of California:

I wonder how many individuals across all genders, ages, cultural backgrounds, and career stages who happen to occupy positions of creative oversight, organizational leadership, artistic guidance, funeral arrangement management, photographic composition supervision, musical ensemble coordination, or administrative stewardship refer to it as a “director’s cut” when ethically portioning the plant-based or traditionally-sourced protein centerpiece at their chosen family’s consensual gathering that may or may not coincide with various cultural harvest celebrations, regardless of whether they personally identify with the role of food distribution facilitator.

Personally I think, the corn flour doesn’t work too well with the butter crumbs.

I don’t see anyone furiously angry.

Ugh, this is so tiring, but we are going to fight this one out. Fine then, substitute it by “bikeshedding”. It’s not the exact right meaning, I know, but it’s just the same energy as someone bringing a cake and that one person just NEEDS to point out that they can’t eat it because of gluten, and how dangerous gluten is and how ignorant it is to bake stuff using gluten and the bees for the honey, WHAT, THERE IS NO HONEY, THERE IS INDUSTRIAL SUGAR IN IT?

It’s all things we can talk about and maybe they are even valid and sorry, yes, next time I can use corn flour and see if that works, but I can’t lose the feeling that’s not what the purpose of that piping up was.

Yes, but you go ahead and construct a description of that scene where the word “director” and “cut” do not show up twice. The chuckle the reader hopefully has comes from completing the reverse construction they have to do. We can enhance their success rate by starting that reverse construction from a known common base, such as a well known cultural reference.

He hates when I tell dad jokes, but he loves telling them.

Such is the inherent duality of the dad-joke.

Check out Mom’s Dad Jokes on Instagram to see what I mean.

Seems to require an account, but anyway, I get the idea. Well, whatever works in your headspace is good, I guess, right?

Yes. I specifically engineered it to be easily digestable while eliciting at least 2 GPT (groans per teenager) if delivered over an average dinner table.

You are very welcome. Cherish the eye-rolling.

Shared pain is half the pain, thank you all for putting in the effort.

I think dad-jokes are by their nature unfortunately limited to the group I have described. Every other kind of person makes them, they’re just common bad jokes.

EDIT: …also I just went upstairs, threw some logs into the stove and stared at the flames for a good five minutes. What is it, that makes some people on feddit take something, strip away everything obviously core about it until some side aspect remains which they then get furiously angry about? Rest assured, I did not get up this morning and spent my morning cuppa devilishly plotting on how to enforce the patriarchy one more day. I do however love the awkward dynamics behind dad-jokes and imagining one requires the one setting I know them in which is one overconfident dad (who is accomplished at his job but refuses to accept, that doesn’t make him a master of everything), an arbitrary number of teenaged children and maybe a wife that loves the guy despite his attempts at humour. That’s where that thing thrives. If in your head it’s better to play the whole thing out with two deeply in love but very differently aged café owners who admire each other secretly across the street but dare not meet each other because, of course, dog person and cat person, you do that, however, I can’t quite get it to work for myself with that.

I think there’s even an editor in there, at least one of the old greybeards at work said something to that effect.