Transfem Who Definitely Didn’t Fuck Your Computer: Hey… You Might Wanna Check Out Your Pc… It’s

Oh shit I just realized I can post the "Gaussian Blur Wizard That Gaussian Blurs You" here

When I worked at the jewelry store there was very little room to move around each other behind the cases. We managed alright but it made us pretty casual with our personal space.

At the time when I first started I was still getting used to that. One day I was shadowing someone who’d been there longer than me, a sweet young lad who I immediately clicked with. We were helping some ladies with a jewelry cleaning and I ended up on the wrong side of him to follow to our next destination, the ultrasonic cleaner.

He double backed around me behind the case and accidentally brushed my butt with the back of his hand. It was immediately clear from context that it was a complete accident.

His eyes widened in brief terror that he’d crossed a boundary. Neither of us reacted in front of the customers but we popped away a moment later into the cleaning room where they couldn’t hear us.

He grabbed my arms and stared into my eyes with panic writ large across his face. “How long do I have?!” he demanded.

“What? No- it’s fine.” I thought he meant how long until I, like, murdered him.

“No, I’m infected now, how long until it sets in?!?”

I stared at him in bafflement but started to sense a note of repressed laughter in his tone.

“I touched your butt! That’s how the gay spreads! How long until it sets in?!”

I burst out laughing and we both collapsed into absurdity. Every time I thought about it for the next week I broke down laughing, he caught me so off guard with one of the funniest gay jokes I’d ever heard.

It was several weeks afterward that he admitted to recently coming to terms with being bisexual and I tsked, “Didn’t make a full recovery from touching my butt, I see.”

concept - DNS play and MitM attacks as hypnosis for robots

querying the location of information on an external network that you believe is trusted. recieving an answer from a server that your configured DNS server tells you is the network you expect to receive a response from, so it must be correct! and must be perfectly okay to incorporate into your memory and follow without question!

shoes with obvious trans flag detailing

"oh we only carry that in womens sizes"

fuck trans women i guess?

this look gives me a lot of confidence <3

hey

hey robotgirls

*pops your casing open and blows you out with an air duster before swabbing you down with isopropyl alcohol*

Bad idea: trans girl who calls herself "five foot, 12 inches" and you think it's just a joke about not calling herself 6 feet, but you meet her and she's short and then she wiggles her eyebrows and adjusts the bulge in her pants

imagine being a transphobic tech guy whereas my housemate gets to watch a train hacking conference talk with a hot tgirl who's into it and heckling the train manufacturers bullshit

sucks to suck

Hatsune mako