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Everyone agrees the trains are bad and nobody agrees about why.
Nationalised for forty years and they were not better. Ownership is not the variable.
Depends which line. Some of it is ownership, most of it is that track and trains are run by different people.
Every decision is made on a shorter timescale than the thing it affects. Defer the maintenance, leave before the bill lands.
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Splitting the bill evenly is a tax on whoever ordered the salad, and everyone knows it, and everyone does it anyway because saying so costs more than the difference.
Being late is a decision that your time is worth more than mine. There is no version of it that isn't that, however pleasantly it gets phrased.
Job hopping is the only reliable pay rise and companies have nobody to blame but themselves. Three percent internally, twenty percent to leave, every year, forever.
Can we talk about the specific misery of a group chat trying to decide where to eat? Six people, all of whom have a preference, none of whom will state it first. Somebody offers a place. Two react with a thumbs up, which means nothing. One says "I'm easy!" which is a lie. The person who actually wanted Thai says nothing, because saying it now would look like overruling. Ninety minutes pass. You end up at the place nobody chose, which everyone privately rates about a six. The thing is that this is not a coordination problem, it is a status problem. Everyone knows the fastest solution is one person deciding. What nobody wants is to be the person who decided, because then the evening is theirs, and if the food is mediocre it is their fault. The only fix I have found is somebody booking it before the chat starts. Not suggesting — booking. Nobody has ever objected, which rather gives the game away: it was never that people disagreed, it was that nobody wanted to own it.
I miss being unreachable and I am aware I could simply turn the phone off, and I am also aware that I will not.
Peer review does more harm than good at this point. Two anonymous strangers, no accountability, eighteen months, and a result nobody will ever try to reproduce.
Most people who say they want honest feedback want accurate praise, and the two are easy to confuse until the feedback is actually negative. You can watch the switch happen in real time: the request is sincere, and then the first genuine criticism arrives and the next twenty minutes are spent supplying context.
Football was better without VAR and I will not be moved on this. You cannot celebrate on a three minute delay.
Try watching a match with the commentary off. It is a completely different sport and you notice about twice as much.
Telling people to "just move somewhere cheaper" ignores that cheap places are cheap because the work isn't there, which is the entire thing you needed the money for.
Owning things is overrated, says the man with a garage he cannot park in.
Everybody says they want politicians to admit mistakes and everybody punishes the ones who do, and I include myself in that.
Subtitles on, always. I don't care that it supposedly means my hearing is going — I catch about a third more of what is actually said.
The best manager I ever had appeared to do almost nothing. It took me three years to work out that was the job.
I want to defend something unfashionable, which is meetings that could have been an email. Sometimes the point of the meeting is not the information. It is that eight people are now jointly aware that they all heard the same thing at the same time, and nobody can later claim a different understanding. That is expensive and it is doing real work. The email version saves forty minutes and produces eight private interpretations, four of which are wrong and none of which surface until something breaks. Then you spend a great deal more than forty minutes finding out which four. I am not defending the recurring status meeting nobody has questioned since 2019. I am saying the calculation is not "was information transferred" — it is "did we need shared knowledge that everyone knows everyone else has", and for anything contested the answer is usually yes.
Everyone I know who is good with money either earns a lot or was quietly given something early. The budgeting apps are for the rest of us to feel busy with.
We keep calling it a housing crisis like it's weather.
Films are too long. Not artistically, logistically — I have children and a bus to catch.
Ambition gets treated as a virtue and I am not convinced. Half the ambitious people I know are mainly frightened of turning out ordinary.
"Trauma" now stretches from genocide to a bad line manager, and somewhere in that stretch the word stopped doing any work at all.
Every interface is now designed to be learned once and never thought about, which is wonderful until the day it does something you did not ask for.
Lower league football is better to attend and worse to watch, and the people who only do one of those never believe the other.
Ask a city what it wants and it says better public transport. Ask about the bus and the room goes quiet. The bus is the only bit that is affordable, deliverable this decade and actually useful to people without money — and it is the one thing no city gets excited about announcing.
Running is boring and that is the entire point. Every attempt to make exercise entertaining has produced something people stop doing in March.
I have started saying "I don't know" out loud in meetings and conversations and it has been quietly transformative, which I did not expect.
something you reckon. a gripe, a hunch, a hill you will die on. serious or not.
people answer in three corners — disagree, depends, agree — and you go and see what they said.
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what all this does to your head, and what to do about it.