#id10t error

[sarah-ankh]

😑

Silly user nearly got phished because she was using bing and clicking on the first link without reading it.

She only stopped because the login page got flagged by our system as not secure.

When I backed out to the search results and made her read them she couldn't tell which one was real, so I had to search her emails for the original link she got sent.

Did I mention this was for a secure Dropbox for financial auditing?

And she doesn't actually know where shes meant to send our sensitive financial information...

Welp. I saved the right one now for her.

(who tf uses bing?)

[shadesofmauve]

I started reading a list of stupid-user style euphamisms, but they just made me think of that one coworker who's apparently incapable of starting at step 1 and following through to when the numbers stop. Which is traditionally how one follows numbered instructions.

So I occassionally field calls where the problem turns out to be "User started at step 5" or "user stopped following instructions halfway through for no apparent reason."

Sometimes all your picnic/pebcak/id10t errors are the same person, and you have to wonder wtf they're missing.

(Steps 1 through 4, apparently).

[trashlord-chichi]

Final chapter of ID10T Error has been released!

For those of you who like to read completed works rather than in-completes now is your chance. 😉

Bonus (naughty) extended chapters are tacked onto the series separately, so my fellow trashlords can get their daily dosage as needed. 😘

Link and summary below cut!

ID10T Error

(18405 words) by channilingus

Chapters: 16/16

Fandom: Naruto (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Mature (for language)

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto

Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke

Additional Tags: alternative universe, Slice of Life, Bad Temper!Sasuke, Idiot!Naruto, Idiots in Love, Naruto just wants Sasuke's attention, Uchiha Sasuke Has Issues, Banter, Naruto that's not how you flirt, Humorous Sabotage

Summary:

He toes the switch on the surge protector and it glows orange. He shifts back, hits the power button on the computer— success

“Whoa! It’s like magic!” The stupidest P.h.D-owner Sasuke has ever met, says.

‘4 years of college, 3 IT certifications, 6 years of IT experience, all to learn how to turn on a surge protector. What fucking magic.’

OR

Sasuke works in the IT department at a small university. Naruto is a professor at the university, who seems to always have computer problems!

[nickelkeep]

Hi, I was wondering if you know when the Crowley Big Bang fic you worked on will be available? It's giving an error screen still. It sounds great from the summary, I'm really looking forward to reading it!

Yeah. So, my dumb ass had drafted it up, ready to publish it on Friday. It didn't publish. I'm 100% it was either an ID10T error or a PEBCAK error. Just haven't determined which one.

My lovely artist let me know today that it's not published, so once I'm done with my errands and whatnot, I'm gonna fix the issue and get it up today.

Sorry for my absent-mindedness. 😅

[i-sovereign]

Left-Wing too. Bunch of gullible ID10T errors on both sides. https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmp2GRRoARr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[big-soda]

I think my printer is sick

[the-shade-perilous]

It's fine we'll just.

Start from scratch.

Maybe one day I'll learn not to be dumb

I clearly fucked something up big time because I load the game and my character is "dancing" like a white frat bro like which animation mod even added that

And she won't stop no matter what I do

Granted it does fit this character but like....there's shit to do stop it you're not even drunk

[louiseannbenjamin72]

I'm too stupid to figure it out

I’m too stupid to figure it out

Long live the snitch, but far away from me. Had a hard time with it yesterday. It was the change day for the patch and needle that was in my gut. The problem was, I was too stupid to figure it out. Google didn’t work, youtube didn’t work, I retried for hours, and gave up. I emailed the compnay and my Doctor, and took the damned thing off. I will test copiously. I will finger prick until my…

[queencryo]

had a site hang up on me three times in a row, last time going 'oh god, again?'. I was like damn, fuck you too??? Im trying to help u fix ur internet????

tried to call their service desk. Only then realized my microphone was muted.

[teledildofonics]

The Story Behind My Newest objkt.com Collection Entitled “A Penny”

https://objkt.com/collection/KT1K1Vr44uSbcP5h68xW7eQQMQQUPJTBuNU1

         TLDR

The wonderful msbourland.tez/.eth aka @msbourland on Twitterz, asked me the following about my new "A Penny" NFT 1/1 collection on OBJKT.com "So, this series is really weirdly cool - where did the idea come from? I'm a fan!!"

https://twitter.com/msbourland/status/1587017177919389696?s=20&t=qdMzfm4-5x_7CJnDV7q0_g

I decided to ramble as long as I could stand it on tumblr, because I rarely am asked about the background/inspirations/ideas behind of any of my works, so I thought it would be fun, and a shout out to my blogger/blogspot days (OMG, SMH). She is a famous writer you know . . .

         Project Overview

I spray painted 200-300 US pennies during the summer of 2021 for one good reason - I ran out of 12” LPs and 45s to paint, and many bad reasons. In late September 2022, I scanned a handful and had a teledildoepiphany while looking at the scanned images. In March 2022, I went live with this teledildofonics NFT project. On Oct. 25th, 2022, I began minting the pennies, with only level/brightness/contrast-esc post scan editing.  Pennies were scanned in at 600 DPI, come in either PNG or JPG files, and with two resolution used, 585x585px and 485x485px.

          The too long potion of a TLDR Post

Note: Tumblr ate the edit to about 3 edits for some reason, likely an ID10T user error code, while doing this, so if you complain about my typos, I will block you just like i do on twitter.  I am a typo machine, get over it.

I am writing this post because a couple of people have asked me about the origins of this “weirdly interesting” (thank you msbourland.tez/.eth for this particular label for my collection, I love it). I usually shit post on twitter all day, and I usually don't write many words on tumblr, I just post photos. I had been sitting on this project for about a year and a half before I did anything with it, and it was because I was thinking about what to do, so I have thoughts to share.

I have always enjoyed stamps and coins. I would not say that I collect them, but I do gather them. Specifically, I would say I gather those smashed penny machine pennies that cost 51 cents and you turn the handle to mush it, and I love wheat back pennies. I have a ton of those too, but no wheat backs were injured in the making of this NFT collection.  Pennies are just cool. I moved with my family from the southern US, 18 hours north to a little state called Maine during the summer of 2020. I will refer to Maine as "Almost Canada" from this point forward. I have always kept myself busy during various life transitional times with art, and that was the same during the summer of 2021, I did the same. I have always been into graffiti, not as a creator, but as a viewing consumer. I do, however, enjoy creating with spray paint and have for about 10 years now. Once the snow melted and the tundra began to thaw in the spring up in Almost Canada, I tried to soak up as much sun as I could and started spray painting everything I could think of. Of the coolest things I had found to spray paint were vinyl records. I started doing this as a test for another artistic friend who was brainstorming for another project. I had all of the materials so I tried it out and sent him photos of it.

the first record test . . .

I saw something I could do with the records, and I had a shit ton of very nasty, not listenable, garbage records (and many good ones). So I started spray painting all of them I could justify destroying. I sprayed about like 40-50 12inches and too many 45s to count. I had no intent for a longer project at the start, I was just doing it, and seeing where that took my creative spirit, with one exception

I made this drum trigger out of a painted record The real point of this long winded tumblr rant is to show off what I needed up doing with the records. I soon found that my heat gun would warp the hell out of the wax

I thought “Maybe I should mold them into a sculpture?” So I made a sculpture, one that is about .75 meters tall and wide and a few smaller pieces. This is hanging in my garage currently, my wife won’t let it in the house, and that is a wise move, iMO.

Up to this point, I used a whole hellava lot of words to lead up to the pennies getting painted. I am a walking train wreck, that is how I roll. Eventually I ran out of records that I could justify destroying, so I started spray painting anything I could find trying to brainstorm. I started experimenting with various paper types too. You know what happens outside though, it sure gets windy, and the wind loves to blow my bad pop art around my neighbors yards. Rocks do not work that great as outdoor paperweights for in process works, they sit to high and block the spray depending on your angle. Do you know what works pretty well for holding down paper in normal breezy day inland with out standing is your line of fire while paining? Pennies, pennies work great. And you know what? It is just a penny, you can just throw it away after things dry and that is perfect because I have about 1/8 of a metric ton of pennies in my closet. I don't even remember what I was working on and using pennies as paperweights on, because when I came back to check what ever it was, the pennies had dried, and now Lincoln was a Pink AF, or Green, or Sea Foam, and the 10 that had got hosed down looked pretty damn slick.

I had no idea of what to do with these pennies at first, I thought they were cool though. So did my kids. I live in Almost Canada, and I knew my outdoor oxygen friendly spray painting station would end at some point early fall, so I started painting a few pennies every day when I was working on papers or a canvas. At some point, I was just painting pennies till it got cold. I still have not counted how many pennies I painted, but I have minted 85 at the time this tumbler was tumbl'ed.

          The Teledildoepiphany

The idea to mint just the scans of the pennies came from me doing what I usually do on twitter, I just post a bunch of random things I make or have made and shill a little and talk shit a little, so I posted these. I was still looking for something to do with them. Two people, Santiago @neymrqz and the marvelous ty/fu @tyfu67607885, also two of my favorite people in this whole damn wild world of anons, commented that they were really very good art'ing. The first couple of pennies I posted, Santiago DM'd me and said they were really good, and asked me when I was minting them. "just like the scan of them?" and he said "yes, my friend, yes.” This made me think about a decorated $2 bill I had bought a few years back of Micheal Jordan by Rency. It is an amazing piece. I think I paid $20 or $30 for it late 2019-ish.  $20 for a decorated $2 bill, and I laughed at myself for paying the 10x markup. When Santiago told me I should mint them, thought "should freaking mint these? LOL, what if I charge 1 tezos, cause that would be funny AF, charging 1 tezos for a jpeg/png of a penny. That would be really fu . . . oh. shit. yes. yes. mint them , yes . . . "

And here we are now, slightly after midnight on Nov 2, 2022! Once I started minting them, I began to get excited about it because I finally figured out what to do with a concept I sat on for many months. While this may not be the most entertaining story to other reading it, I wanted to write these thoughts down because given the amount of weed a I smoke and codeine dreaming I partake in, I may not remember the spark behind these. I may not remember my seed phrase, but whatever. So, if you made it to this point, thank you for reading my long winded, typo filled, anti climatic rundown on an NFT project that I feel is my most successful to this point. I have been surprised at the interest this collection has gained and how many sales I have had thus far. 25, 1 tezos sales is pretty good volume for me and my work, so I am glad to see others into it and asking questions. Thanks to all of the party people who have bought one, and all of the party people who will buy one in the future. I also wish you all luck in the secondary markets! To conclude, I will borrow a line from my favorite Empress and remind that this art I yapped about above, it is for sale, and you can buy it, with Tezos, and it can be yours!  No one will stop you. The collection “A Penny” can be found here - https://objkt.com/collection/KT1K1Vr44uSbcP5h68xW7eQQMQQUPJTBuNU1

[ask-smolder34]

"Wow, some humans really do suffer from the ID10T error." ~Chip Wing

Scream this is iconic….

[druidx]

Last Line Tag

I was tagged by @dustylovelyrun <3

This is from The Miner's Tale, part of Tales of the Starbound short story collection. I'm cheating a bit here - this isn't the last line, because the last line doesn't make sense out of context. Instead this is close to the end. This tale is told as a series of log entries from Devon Parker, a mine guard. One of his tasks is to ensure the teleporter functions correctly...

Official Guards log, Solar rotation 4 Day 090: Oh god! The Teleporter check was not normative! The check LED went from green to yellow. I don't know what this means! Alert! Alert! Panic stations!  Update: I sent a message through the computer asking what to do. Someone replied telling me to read the manual, and that it was probably an ID10T error. I don't know what that is. It sounds bad. Update 2: I have read back the previous entry. Idiot error. It means idiot. The tech support guy is an asshole. Update 3: I read the manual as advised. Turns out I need to change the battery in the device I use to check if the teleporter is operating correctly. I did so. All checks were normative. <Log Ends>

Tagging: @strosmkai-rum @spacetimewraithwrites @wildswrites @tetrodotoxincs @odysseywritings @ayzrules @morganwriteblr @my-writblr @bexminx @writingingraves @dreamwishing @aalinaaaaaa @wardenoftheabyss @pleaseloathemyveryexistence @jaguarthecat @catharticallysarcastic

[trashlord-chichi]

Posted my first Extended Scene (NSFW) for my sns fanfic ID10T Error!

ID10T Error has 3 more chapters before it is finished, and this extended scene is set after Chapter 2!

If you don’t like reading NSFW content, ID10T Error is completely SFW!

Link for ID10T Error:

[curtailedwhale]

I felt validated today when I went to the tutor lab about this weird error I was getting when I tried to compile my code and it took them twenty minutes and a lot of googling to figure out what was wrong.

[jheqiawrites]

Noooooooooooooooooo!

[wrathkitty]

You know I have to ask about the Kylo Ren passive-aggressive barista story? I barely know anything about the new Star Wars movies, but that shit is golden. More info, please? Perhaps a snippet?

@caffiend-queen (This is actually one of my favorites...)

Kylo Ren peered out of his chamber door, eyes narrowed to slits behind the confines of his mask.

“What,” he growled, “do you mean they’re out of caf?”

ID10T, the latest in a long line of unlucky protocol droids sent to darken the Supreme Leader’s doorstep each morning at 0500, gulped.

“As I have said the last two times, sir,” nervously repeated Ideetentee. “The Starcaf has run out of, er, caf. The proprietor expresses her sincere regrets and suggests you check back again tomorrow.”

Kylo Ren took a single step forward.

“The...proprietor,” he repeated.

Ideetentee took a single step backwards.

“Yes, sir, the proprietor.”

Kylo Ren’s eyes narrowed further. “Expresses her...regrets.”

The droid cocked its head to the side.

“Y-yes. Which she said were sincere, although she was snickering at the time, which admittedly calls into question whether she actually was sincere. If I may say so, sir,” added Ideetentee thoughtfully, “You may wish to have a diagnostic run on your primary auditory processors. They seem to be in need of a tune up --”

The droid’s attempt to be helpful ended in a spectacular shower of sparks, its silver chassis slashed in two by the blade of a lightsaber.

A pair of astromechs meekly wheeled themselves over from where they had been standing sentry in the hallway, bearing witness to Kylo Ren’s first fit of pique of the morning. As he was wont to do, the Supreme Leader paid the droids no mind and took off down the corridor, black robes billowing behind him.

Yes, Kylo Ren furiously brooded to himself as he stormed into the lift, a pattern had developed, these past few weeks. Three cycles’ worth of careful analysis had confirmed his suspicions:

He was being toyed with.

And that simply would not do.

Why is why, now, at long last, he was marching right to the source, so as to inform the aforementioned source the profound errors of her ways.

Pity he had no choice but to let her live.

It was no secret throughout the fleet that the Supreme Leader suffered from a few personality flaws. Poor anger management skills, no frustration tolderance whatsoever, predilection to vandalism, and the like.

The list went on.

But only a select number -- the recently-departed Ideetentee and scores of other unlucky protocol droids who had preceded it; one or two stormtroopers who happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time; as well as Hux and Phasma (the former and latter both suffering from from the same weakness as Kylo Ren, and therefore very much reliant upon each others’ discretion) -- were privy to the fact that the Supreme Leader suffered from...an addiction.

Indeed, contrary to popular belief, the Knight of Ren could not live by Force alone. Not since the day his uncle Luke Skywalker lured him towards the true Dark Side with that fateful cup of caf.

It was all over, after that.

His elixir of life was easily sourced, at least, and in the years since, he had never encountered any difficulty obtaining his morning hit.

One triple-shot Coruscanto with extra foam meant the difference between a productive day alternately spent terrorizing various star systems and making fun of his ginger second-in-command...or countless hours lost to withdrawal-induced rages and destruction of property.

Not even the First Order, however, was immune to budget cuts. Snoke had proved to be a miserable failure at balancing a checkbook and as a result, the First Order’s coffers had taken a severe blow during his tenure.

Kylo Ren, being in possession of keener financial acumen than his predecessor, had managed to stave off most of the bloodletting of the bank accounts (both literally and figuratively; the body count tended to be rather high on days his investments dropped in value).

Serving both as both full-time despot and part-time broker was exhausting, however, and so he was not paying close attention the morning his auditors presented him with a rundown of Things That Were First To Go.

Complementary hair styling products, gone.

Pick-up and delivery dry cleaning, gone.

Evening turn down service, gone.

Starcafs on every floor of the ship, gone.

Kylo Ren had blithely signed off on the list of recommendations, sat down later that night to read the fine print, and promptly executed his entire financial team.

Fronting the cost for organic shampoo was a sacrifice he could deal with. But losing the First Order’s franchise of Starcarfs?

Unacceptable.

Alas, an eleventh-hour hiring of his CPAs came too little, too late. The wheels had been set in motion, and within a week, the number of Starcafs on the Finalizer dwindled down to one.

The one Starcaf he had made sure to spare.

Her Starcaf.

One Triple-shot Frappacino With Extra Foam for the Supreme Leader

Kylo Ren's secret love of bespoke caffeinated beverages means he is at her mercy, even after he begins to suspect she's Resistance scum.

But she makes one hell of an espresso.

Pity he has to let her live.