Apytele

Independent / self-directed. In the right position (especially field work, wfh, or onsite overnight) it's very useful to have someone who doesn't need other people to get things done.

My resume: I survived working for the state for over a year without any of the patients grievously injuring me. Here's my license number.

Them: you're hired!

I keep trying to explain to people that prisoners (or I guess in this case rehabbing addicts) should have to grow and cook their OWN food, make and wash their OWN clothes, clean and maintain their OWN housing, but that any unpaid work they do for the wider society fundamentally incentivizes imprisoning people. Sometimes I get people to understand, but idk that it really sticks long enough for them to be outraged by it.

When my parents were talking about starting a blueberry farm I was like if you're worried about birds eating the berries I bet the local SPCA would gladly provide you with a small feral cat colony on a "they fix 'em, you feed 'em" basis.

I need to know your location to know what grass is ecologically appropriate to grow there. Wouldn't want you growing an invasive species. Also need to know the layout of your water, soil, proximity to water, amount of shade, etc. Would be easiest for you to just provide your address so I can find the best grass location near you.

There is also the option to just not interact with things you don't like on the internet. You can just not respond. You can block people that say things you don't like. You can also make your own community that you moderate how you want to. Why are you demanding that someone else do work that you're unwilling to do yourself?

Or you can go touch grass. If you find google maps data collection too invasive to find a local park with you can also try duckduckgo.

3 or 54 exactly, and nothing in between. Also, you are taking all of this waaay too seriously. Go touch some grass.

As a psych nurse I tell people "prune the leaves. Take a little off the top. Give a few leaves out at a time. DON'T give out all your leaves at once before any have grown back and for the love of god, NEVER let anyone touch the stalk."

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I've been mentioned a couple times for both my specialty knowledge and because I banned a person from curated tumblr for throwing a tantrum so that's a thing. Idk about tags tho

Tom Bombadill. To the extent that one of my main goals in life is to be as chaotic and inexplicable to people as possible, but benignly so.

Marvin the depressed robot

It's because most of the blood return to your heart is passive. The heart pumps OUT through the arteries pretty hard, but the blood finds it's way back through the veins whenever it feels like it, it just can only go one way because the veins have valves along the way that prevent backflow. A lot of the pressure that actually gets the blood back comes from the contraction of the nearby muscles squeezing the blood up past the valves. So especially if you're standing with your legs all the way down there from your heart, most of the work to get the blood back up is going to come from your calves and thighs flexing.

My A&P teacher very cheerfully illustrated the point by telling us there's actually one animal that does have valves in it's arteries.

We had a guy at one of my old jobs who was trying to get a not guilty by reason of insanity charge because he was facing a life sentence for something he didn't want to spend that time in prison for (the only time it's worth it). Unlike most guys however, instead of faking, he actually drove himself insane! He was actually fine coming in, just had some (dubious) suicidal ideation but perfectly cognitively intact. But the doctor wasn't buying the suicidal thing after a week or two so he started staying awake for weeks on end then slept for weeks on end, soiled himself constantly, refused to eat then binge ate. Just went absolutely feral until he really was.

One of the things he did for a while was refused to lie down at all. Just stood completely still in the hallway staring at the wall. Did it for weeks. Started to look like a candle melting down into his feet until they began to split open and weep interstitial fluid. Anyway the point is we started having to chase him around the unit a little. You'd go just stand next to him and bug him a bit until you got him to walk a little because we needed to start stimulating some blood return. I forget how that story ended he may have still been there when I finally had it with that place and left.