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  • I'm 40. The largest voting group in my country is 60+. It really doesn't have a lot of effect what you vote or try to do as someone <60, 60+ decides. Same goes for a lot of companies I've been in. 50+ is in the majority, especially in positions of power. Either learn to talk like them and kiss their ass or you'll never succeed and be out of the job in no time.

    Millenials are just not in charge. I've seen it in so many areas of life, be it business or civil society. Younger people try to change something and someone 50/60+ will scream bloody murder so things will stay the same because "we can't alienate those people".

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  • I've stayed in hostels before, but at least here in europe I haven't found many with single or double rooms. I also have a tent and went camping, but that only works fine in good weather. Also my last experience camping wasn't too good, as there were several people having loud parties until 3 a.m. and the people in charge of the camping ground didn't do anything about it and just told me to leave if I don't like it.

    I've also learned the hard way that not all hostels offer you a fridge to use. Many have breakfast buffets and don't allow you access to the kitchen, although that varies from country to country I think.

    I'd love to have an RV one day, that would solve so many problems (except for loud parties on camping grounds). Right now I don't even have a parking space for a car, so that's in the distant future.

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  • I am not a fan of AirBnB, but I have several life threatening food allergies and it's often the only option I have. I've stayed at hotels where they assured me they could take care of people with allergies on the telephone before, I always write my allergies in the booking, just to arrive and be told by kitchen staff that everything is prepared on the same cutting boards and actually I can't eat anything they have. They usually also don't allow you to store your own food, neither in the kitchen nor in the little fridge in your room.

    I just wish there were more hotels with fridges or even little cooking areas to make my own breakfast. I've only encountered that twice. So far AirBnBs are my best option to stay in a different city. And it wouldn't even be that hard, just put in a slightly bigger fridge and some plates in hotel rooms and allow people who can't eat your breakfast buffet to use it.

    I just feel like that's often forgotten in the discussion, that AirBnB - as bad as it is - also covers a niche for people with health issues that hotels aren't willing to cover. And that's also part of their success. Hotels are very standardized to fit the needs of most people, but as soon as you have health issues or can't eat a lot of things for whatever reason AirBnBs quickly become the better option.

  • Two and a half days. Also how I came to really understand how abusive my mother is. I needed surgery for a knee injury. I wasn't allowed to eat since the evening before. I went in, had surgery and my parents took me home to "take care of me". I was so hungry after the surgery because it was like 2 pm and I hadn't eaten since maybe 4 pm the day before, so I asked if we can stop for food. I was told no, we have food at home. "Home" was an hour by car away.

    So we come home, I somehow manage to get into bed and ask for food. My mother exploded, yelled at me to not be a lazy good-for-nothing that slouches around on the bed and that the only way I was getting any food was by getting up and sitting at the dining table like a normal person. I really don't know why I thought they'd treat me better this time. I guess I thought they'd know it's a legit surgery (unlike non-legit things like flu and fever that has never been an excuse to stay in bed). Anyway, I had my bottle of water with me but no food. Probably not enough water either. On the evening of my second day there my leg was feeling good enough for me to hobble into the kitchen and grab some snacks.

    On the bright side, I learned that the stuff I've been telling myself like "Yeah they're assholes but will be there for me when I need them" was a lie.

  • There's this café in Nagoya, Japan, that serves sweet spaghetti: the spaghetti are flavoured with strawberry or chocolate and then you have fruits and sauces on top. It's delicious.

    Edit because I just went through old photos and found one of the sweet spaghetti:

  • Or a calliope mini, they are geared towards elementary school kids.

  • I just really really don't care for it. Not the math, not physics. I don't care if you can calculate the velocity of a car downhill. I don't care how heavy the tower of our local castle is. I've yet to meet a math problem apart from grocery cost that I care to know the answer of.

    I was actually always pretty good at math, I had Bs and sometimes As. I can memorize the formulas and fill them in and do the equations. But none of it interested me even in the slightest.

    I started actively disliking math when people around me pushed it on me as this be-all-end-all definition of intelligence. Understanding math isn't enough, you have to actually LOVE calculating advanced math problems in your head, otherwise you're not smart.

  • I grew ip with a narcissistic mother and I can spot those people, too. Sometimes others don't believe me someone is bad news until month later when they get screwed by that person. I'm always baffled how people fall for the obviously fake niceness.

  • Since there are still horse drawn wagons around there are also still manufacturers for wagon wheels. But there were several opinion pieces in newspapers whenever a new technology took over. I'm sure you can find plenty for the time when cars became mainstream.

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  • My father was 41 when I was born and just from my personal experience I wouldn't do that to a child. My father was very active and played sports regularly, but still when I was in elementary school he was already too old for many things. Accidents happened and at that age the body doesn't really heal well from injuries. His back hurt too much to pick me up, no riding in daddy's shoulders. A lot of "Please be more quiet", "Don't be so wild" etc in my childhood. I always resented that, because I saw other dads being very active and going out, playing, running with their kids the same age as me. No matter how active your husband is now, his body won't tolerate injuries or sleep deprivation as much anymore.

    When I went to university my parents told me they wouldn't be able to support me as much as my older brother, because my father was retiring soon. Have you thought of the financial aspects? If your husband retires around 65, your child will be in his early teens. Will you be able to provide money for school trips, college funds etc.?

    You also have a high chance of any health related problem quickly becoming exponentially worse with age. As I said, my father was very active and played in a local basketball team. He had a knee injury and needed surgery when he was around 50, so I was still in elementary school. It was a minor surgery and would have been no problem for someone younger, but at his age it never fully healed and kicked off a lot of related health issues. He visibly deteriorated after that and within 10 years he became slower in moving and thinking. He was still as active as possible, but that wasn't very much. Being a teenager whose father always demanded peace and quiet, who needed things to be repeated several times because his hearing was failing, wasn't very fun.

    You will deprive your child of a lot. Their father won't be there for them in many key ways that other parents are: he'll be too old to help with moving to the first appartment, too out of touch and tired when the question of buying the first car comes up. There's a good chance he won't be there anymore for the wedding. And you aren't doing yourself a favor either when you're going to have to take care of an aging husband and a young adult who just left the nest and still needs support in your 50s.

    And all that is if you can get pregnant quickly, which is also getting unlikely given his age.

  • Most Metros and trains look different in different countries. I like to take photos of them when I'm abroad because it's part of the experience for me. Sure, the differences are small, but sometimes it's all the more interesting when something works almost like it does at home but not exactly the same.

    And then I think you underestimate the amount of people who photograph trains as a hobby. I think the German train photography subreddit regularly had posts in r/all.

  • German here, I've worked with several areas of our municipalities in the past and can only agree. A lot of public servants are overworked and really try to do a good job. Many work insane ours and you'd actually need at least three people for the job instead of one.

  • Translation: From the face speaks the race's soul

    (Left boy) Seven year old german boy

    (Right boy) Seven year old jew-boy

  • Office isn't the problem, I use Libre Office even on Windows. The problem is very specific software for some courses. Like we needed to work with SQL for one course and they wanted us to use a specific program. It was a group project, too, and I didn't want to be the one who messes up our database because something didn't work right with whatever Linux substitute there is.

  • I still need to use it for university. We often need to use very specific programs for homework and I don't know if I can always find an alternative on linux. Even if, I'd have to go through the hastle of converting to the requested file formats. And it's not guaranteed that I will always find a solution for every course I'll take. Unfortunately education still expects you to work with Windows and programs that only work on Windows.

  • What do you mean? Like cigar salons or coffeehouse culture, where people had philosophical discussions?

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    I love watching the Barbie Movies (the early 2000s CGI ones), especially when I'm sick.

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  • I'm a woman and I've been going to the sauna since I was pretty young. So I had my fair share of encounters with creepy old dudes commmenting on my body. Never and I mean NEVER have I experienced it that a comment on my body, any comment, and if it's just about my hair, did not end with a hand on some private part of my body. I get a comment on my body, 100% of the time it's a sleezy older guy trying to fuck.

    Someone saying "you are beautiful especially naked" would 100% translate to me as "I've been ogling you for some time and probably jerked off to you and want to fuck you." If you found her tattoos cool, you could say "cool tattoos". But you told her just hooow much you LOVE looking at her naked body and there's no way that isn't sexual. From the way you describe her in your text here I also don't believe you that you didn't have other intentions.

    Several people even told you it was inappropriate. There was also no need whatsoever to start a discussion with Y. It was his sauna and obviously he wanted X to enjoy it without being oggled by you.

    None of this would have been even half as much of a problem if you could just a) not comment on other people's naked bodies and b) just accept that you made someone uncomfortable and not approach them again. If it's a stranger you aren't going to see again there's just no reason to talk to them again.

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  • 6.5 km from my appartment to the hospital I was born in.

    I was born in the neighboring city, currently live in the district that is closest to said city. However I grew up in a village 90km from here. My parents moved out of the city when I was 2. I lived in several different cities, even on a different continent for a while. A couple of years ago I moved here for a job and 5 years ago my now-husband and I found this appartment together which happens to be on the border of our city that is closest to the city I was born in.