If people don’t reply to your email, it almost certainly didn’t get lost. It’s either you fault or theirs—not the internet’s.
For times of relaxed work, there’ s the artisanal coffee shop across town where the flat white tastes rich and sensual. Then for deadline, there’s Nescafé.
Honestly, you may as well just use WhatsApp.
It’s easy to blame your displeasure with contemporary behaviour on the technology in our hands. But, really, humans have been busy using whatever they can to ignore you for centuries.
Because it’s only a matter of time before you realize you need the help of someone who actually knows what they’re doing.
It’s just that we’ve forgotten how magical glowing embers are since we discovered glowing black rectangles of metal and glass.
Really, it’s just a mess of things you’ve managed to force to co-exist and work together that, could all come tumbling down at any given moment.
Not pictured: the $80 you have to spend when you leave one behind in a coffee shop.
The only problem with taking selfies alone is that it makes everyone painfully aware of how... alone you really are. But there could be a solution.
Presumably someone at Google is making sure that the car knows its driver is actually a human, rather than a rock. Or a particularly large cat.
Just because nobody uses your public key doesn’t mean it isn’t a good idea . It just means your friends don’t really care about security.
Oh man why don’t we all just give up right now and go and live in a field some place? (Full version below.) [Doghouse Diaries]
It might not be sensible to go around shooting UPS delivery trucks. But the grandpa of Cedar Van Tassel makes a potentially insightful point in this cartoon: drones might be new, but society’s problems with them are rooted in perennial concerns. [Comic Nuggets]
If you’ve decided to ignore a group chat on WhatsApp, you’ll know the options are a bit... strange. Seriously, who chose these three options? [Doghouse Diaries]
That, and mutter “someone’s gonna lose their jobs over this” under your breath as you mash the F5 button furiously. [Kind of Normal]