Every time I do a Bunnings BBQ for the community centre, it's women run, we get the onions on ASAP because they need time to cook, and we'll have people buying a plain onion sandwich in addition to a snag, because caramelised onions are so good!

Every time I volunteer to help my partners football club run a sausage sizzle, I'm saying "put the onions on, they take longer" and I'm told by the guys "I'm a man, I know how to BBQ, go away little girl, go hold the sign and be pretty"

Then everyone buying a snag is complaining about crunchy raw onions, and the guys are saying "why did we buy so many onions?" (because you were supposed to cook them down so they shrink!)

These same men will unironically say "women belong in the kitchen" then won't take cooking advice from a woman.

(also, the footy guys always giving me flak for deglazing the BBQ plate with water to help the onions cook down faster. They'll just keep adding oil, once saw a Rotary Club use 1L of canola oil to half cook 5kg of onions, when we've never needed more than 200ml to fully cook onions, because onions need water to cook down!)

Depending on what you're treating, 50% sounds pretty good.

I remember when I went for my last surgery and I was signing all the consent forms, my doctor was emphasising the 17% chance of this known lifelong complication, and the increased 4% chance of general anaesthesia fatality (compared to 1 in 10,000 for general public).

My mum was freaking out because when she had the same surgery she'd been seen much earlier in the disease process, she wasn't expecting such a "high" risk of complications in my care.

But all I was hearing is that there's an over 80% chance it will be a success. Considering how limited and painful my life was by the thing we were treating, it was all no brainier, I liked those odds. Plus my condition is diagnosed 1 in 100,000 people, so how much data could my surgeon really have on the rate of risk, the sample size would be laughable.

Still the best decision of my life, my surgeon rolled his skilled dice, I had zero complications (other than slow wound healing but we expected and prepared for that). I threw my crutches in the trash 2 years later, and ran for the first time in my life at 27 years old after being told at 6 years old that I'd be a full time wheelchair user by 30.

As a visually impaired person on the internet. YES! welcome to our world!

You're lucky enough to get an image description that helpfully describes the image.

That description rarely tells you if it's AI generated, that's if the description writer even knows themselves.

Everyone in the comments saying "look at the hands, that's AI generated", and I'm sitting here thinking, I just have to trust the discussion, because that image, just like every other image I've ever seen, is hard to fully decipher visually, let alone look for evidence of AI.

The lyrics on Spotify play along/highlight as the song plays so you can read along in time with the song.

This is actually a vital accommodation for the hard of hearing and partially Deaf because we can often hear/feel the beat and sometimes the melody, but we don't know exactly where in the song were up to because the tune of all the versus sounds the same, or vocal breaks of "ooooooh, lalala" can be mistaken for the start of a new line of lyrics.

So if you're just reading along with a static page of lyrics, it takes a lot of mental energy to figure out what's happening with the song, especially if it's a new song you're discovering.

We've had static lyric sheets for decades, you'd unfold the sleeve in your record and try to read along as you listened, never 100% sure you were doing it right unless a fully hearing friend was there to point at the words and be your version of the bouncing ball.

So to have this technology that almost completely solves this problem for a vulnerable community... Then to put it behind a pay wall despite the fact that Deaf people are more likely to be underemployed and socially disadvantaged than the general hearing populous is just callous.

Our experience of music is fundamentally different to hearing people, and yet Spotify will charge us the same rate for a sub par experience.

You do anyway without piercings.

The nipple isn't technically one hole, it's kind of like a porous sponge. After all, mammary glands are just mutated sweat glands, it's a series of holes connected to a series of ducts.

So a lot of people find when lactating that it can spurt in crazy directions from unexpected parts of the nipple.

"body type" has always been a general term to express the entire shape, size and proportions of a person, including excess weight and obesity.

When I was obese I couldn't pull off crop tops because of my body size, it was incredibly unflattering, and now that I'm a healthy weight I still can't pull off crop tops because of my body proportions, I have a short torso.

Body type encompasses both scenarios, so it's often thought of as a polite way to tell someone something is unflattering without singling out specific "flaws" in their body.

Exactly, and for any white people in the comments about to say "well they have to ask everyone to know you can legally work,I get asked about my citizenship status too in the job interviews, it's just a box HR has to tick"

Yes, it is just a box HR has to tick, which is why they will usually ask after a few other questions, and in my pasty pale experience, they ask me "and just confirming you're legally eligible to work in [country], are you a citizen... Or a PR" and the trail off, they don't ask about working visas or our equivalent of green cards, they assume I'm going to say "yes, citizen" and move on.

Meanwhile my partner, who is also white, but from his accent he is clearly not "from here" will also get similar treatment, they wait until a few questions into the interview, they ask about his legal work eligibility, they will mention working visas in the question, but it's still coming from a place of genuine information gathering.

My brown cousins on the other hand? "do you have a work visa?" is one of the first questions they get asked. Not even "do you have the legal right to work here? Like a Work visa or citizenship", just straight up "do you have a work visa?" because the assumption is that they are not a citizen or PR because of their skin colour.

I still remember the time I ran into Woolworths at 7am right as the door opened to buy $400 worth of their paper bags because the delivery of bags our food bank was expecting the previous day never arrived and we had 800 hampers to pack that day.

I was wearing my uniform and I had my card with me to get the wholesale discount as part of the agreement our organisation had with woolworths.

The store manager recognised me as I walked in and ran off to grab some unopened boxes of bags for me.

When I hit to the checkout the cashier ran everything through, applied the discount, and even engaged in some mindful small talk about how busy we were expecting to get today and if Aldi had stopped giving us green bacon (they had not).

Then when we were almost done the cashier asked if I wanted to donate to Food Bank.

While I'm standing there holding a Food Bank charity partner wholesale card, wearing my Food bank charity partner uniform.

I said "uh, no, thanks" and I suspected the the cashier was on autopilot when she said "really? But it's for food security" I said no again and they asked why not, at that point I realised that they weren't on autopilot, they genuinely didn't understand why I would not be using the food bank charity partner debit card to donate to food bank via woolworths.

She said it wouldn't matter because the money would "go back to food bank eventually" (ignoring admin and financial management costs, it's a net loss).... So why would I donate it if it would litteraly do nothing to benefit food bank other than give Woolies the opportunity to say they donated x money to food bank, bich that's basically fraud.

I'm an IT teacher at a community centre, I genuinely never thought I would see the day when a student younger than me enrolled. I wrongly assumed my role as a public educator would just fade out as younger generations required generally less training around computers.

Obviously courses in disability service centres would remain, and accredited training for people to kick off or retarget their careers would still exist.

But the person at the local library who meets twice a week and teaches grandma how to close the tabs on her phone felt like a job that was destined to die.

I'm in my 30s and this year I have a few teenagers in my class. The conversations are hilarious, they don't know how to read a file location adreess or open a program that isn't pinned to the taskbar, but at the same time, I don't know how to access the notifications bar on an iPhone or quickly find the wifi settings without going through general settings....because I went from windows to 98, to a blackberry, to an Android, just like they went from an ipad toddler to an iPhone teen, and only now are they having Windows 11 thrown at them, and of all the computers to try and learn to use, this wouldn't be my first recommendation (but it's what our government funds us to teach 🤷‍♀️)

The skill divide is so hard to explain too. My elderly students just stare blankly at one screen, overwhelmed and confused, unsure how to recognise anything. Nothing stands out as a link, or a click able button, because the entire visual landscape is new to them. There is often a lot of hand holding which can be frustrating especially when you made a huge breakthrough in their confidence and independence only to have come in the next week feeling insecure about their skills because they've forgotten a little bit, or had a bad spam caller over the weekend who made them want to never touch a computer again.

Then the teens, who know what links look like and generally what they do will rush ahead, they may not know what it is exactly they're trying to do, but they think they know what end result is expected and they generally know how to avoid catastrophic issues so they just barrel ahead, I'll see them make 40 clicks a second for something that usually takes 2, because they're throwing spaghetti at the wall.

I had a project last week. Dead simple. Save a linked file to a target location, import the file into another program through either drag and drop or browsing for the file, then change 1 thing, and export the final file into another target location, as specified on the activity sheet.

Barely 5 minutes in, I'm still helping Brenda get her mouse dongle plugged in, and one of the teens is finished. And yes, they have every file I asked for, and every edit I asked for, but both are just sitting in the downloads folder. And now we're at the end looking back, the teen is confused because they have the edited file that is required to "finish*, how is it wrong, and I'm trying to explain why skipping the steps about target locations means they'll have to start again because this activity is all about target locations and I don't actually give two shits about this file I just need them to put things in and out of a folder until they can explain to me "a folder is a container" and not just stare into space because a folder is a black hole on their phone things they save go to until they need them again and just download them again.

Exactly, I didn't have a tantrum. I used a third party app because of the accessibility features it offered that the official app doesn't. I can't use reddit now, so I don't use reddit.

I mean, I'd be confused and concerned too if a time travelling European from the 18th century stepped off a boat in 1492

Bread wasn't rationed but the only bread you could get your hands on was "the national loaf", which my grandmother informed me was "saltier than unwashed seaweed".

Potatos and carrots were abundant so lots of people learned to make potato scones and potato dumplings to make their flour stretch further.

The ministry of food developed recipes to help people make their rations last.

Woolton Pie is one that stuck around because it was so versatile.