every time we have to do a major Spanish trΓ‘mite it's all this making online appointments and getting documents and nervous compiling of everything in a folder and getting to the place early and worrying and worrying and then all the funcionarios pΓΊblicos are super sweet and kind and generous. always makes me feel so fortunate to live here. π€
who among us hasn't had the dream of becoming mayor and then **immediately** fixing that super annoying/dangerous thing on our bike route? dude is living the dream.
so fucking angry. just got off the phone with my credit card's fraud department where they asked me to confirm my identity by **reading back the security code they send me by SMS** i was fucking furious. i just said "no, i'm not going to do that, every single anti-phishing training i have ever taken says not to forward security codes to anyone." guy said "fine" and confirmed with a message to my app instead. but holy shit, what a disaster.