Allegedly my great (maybe great great, I don’t know) grandmother tried to murder her husband by putting rat poison in his morning coffee. I don’t know if the forensics back then would have been able to identify that, but fortunately it didn’t matter because apparently rat poison floats.

I was never told what happened to her, though.

Sleep with him while in disguise, then accuse him of sleeping with someone else. Then you’ve managed both!

I thought the first part was so that you could give a valet the keys to park and retrieve your car, but not easily get to your belongings.

Was that employee Elvis?

Until I zoomed in, I thought Kevin was holding an astronaut figure (using a mobile client).

Maybe you and they are on opposite sides of the world so, when the chimneys sink on their side, the counterparts on your side are pushed out.

I once worked in an IT environment where several very expensive servers and their accoutrements were prepped for installation, then put in an empty, locked office for a long holiday weekend, after which the servers were to be installed in our data center.

After the servers were put in temporary storage and my team had gone home for the day, there were some construction guys doing some kind of construction work in the area directly above the empty office. Whatever they were doing, they in some way unsealed a radiator unit or maybe cut it away and didn’t plug the tubing (I know a lot less about radiators and plumbing than I do about IT). They, presumably, didn’t realize this and went home for their holiday weekend as well.

After the long break was over, my boss - whose office was adjacent to the storage office - came in and observed that it was unusual for his carpeting to be so squishy. Turns out, as I’m sure you guessed, water from the compromised radiators had dripped onto the servers throughout the entire vacation, then leaked into the carpet and spread out to his office through the shared door between them.

As soon as my team got in, we were all immediately removed from our duties for the day and tasked with helping him to move the servers over some of the forced air sections of the data center to work on blowing the water out of them. These efforts were bolstered by some of the biggest mobile fans I’d ever seen - I have no idea where we even got them.

The servers were there for at least a week, but I think actually weeks. In the end, I think only one of the servers failed to boot and the rest stayed running for the rest of my tenure there. Still, I’m sure it was scary for a while for my boss - the one who authorized the original payment and who decided where to store the servers.

Hulu used to do something like this if they detected an ad blocker, IIRC … Except they would also display a blurb about what they were doing to encourage you to stop trying.

I was told the same thing literally across the country from you a decade and a half back.

I thought it was 42.

Or “A book, the contents of which are totally belied by its cover. For instance, any book the dust jacket of which bears the words, ‘This book will change your life’.”

Hey, I’m ~40 and this is that I do, too! Plus work.

I thought it was a paper bag to disguise whether she was.

Thanks!

Hopefully they don’t need to do an MRI of my spine after they operate on it - apparently for their sake, not mine.

I think, as someone else said, things installed into the body are usually titanium and thus non ferrous. Fortunately they don’t generally cause issues with MRIs as a result.

(I only know this because when I broke my ankle, during the pre-surgery interview, I asked the surgeon about going through metal scanners at an airport.)

I am prepared for impending friendship.

I don’t recall where I originally read the joke but I spent years - unsuccessfully - trying to find it again. The version I read followed it up with something like “hard as a rock, dumb as a brick.”

You are the only other person I’ve encountered who knows of this joke, so I now declare us friends.

I soon expect to have screws implanted in my spine. I also have other infirmities. I hope like hell to never have screws ripped through my vertebrae by an MRI.

Otto! You gotta do something! There’s a gremlin on the side of the bus!

I shall take that into consideration - thank you!