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My dad keeps complaining that his 14" screen is way too small for work and the battery on his old laptop is basically dead. Im looking to get him a 16" machine with solid battery life and decent performance for around 800 bucks.

Ive short listed like four options around 800 bucks but im lowkey leaning towards the new geekbook m16. On paper the specs look good bc a core ultra 9 and a massive 99.9wh battery should be plenty for his daily workload right.

Only thing is it only comes with a 512gb SSD. I mean my dad probably doesnt need 1tb anyway but id still prefer more storage since dell and asus are offering 1tb at this price point. Also it's super new so there are zero real world user reviews yet.

But for $799 on their official site the price to performance ratio seems not bad. What do you guys think should I risk it or stick to the safer options.

 I spent months reading forums before doing anything because every treatment seemed to have passionate supporters and critics.

Eventually I booked a consultation at Dion Clinic in Seolleung and what I liked was that they didn't immediately push me toward the most expensive option. We talked through my goals first and narrowed things down from there.

If you're overwhelmed by all the choices, finding a clinic that takes time to explain the differences might be more important than deciding on the treatment beforehand.

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This happened a few years ago when I was living in a big city. Im a white guy, but I speak fluent Spanish. I lived in Spain for a few years and it just stuck with me.

I was at a Whole Foods, waiting in line to pay. It was a busy Saturday and the line was long, but moving. In front of me were two guys, probably in their late 40s, very well-dressed in expensive-looking suits. They were clearly having an animated conversation, but in Spanish. I wasnt paying much attention until I started picking up on the tone.

One of them, lets call him Javier, was on the phone. He was talking loudly and laughing, clearly trying to impress the other guy. The other guy, Carlos, was nodding along.

Javier hung up and started talking to Carlos. Here is the gist of what he said in Spanish, of course.

That was my guy in Madrid. The deal is closed. We just made another two million. Its so easy. This is nothing.

Carlos responded, You are a machine, hermano. What about the project in Miami?

Javier waved his hand dismissively. Pfft, thats small change. A million, maybe a million-five. Its for my wife anyway. She wants another house.

They went on like this for a few minutes. It was all about their massive deals, yachts they were looking at, and how they were going to slum it at a normal restaurant for lunch because they were in a hurry. They were loud and clearly wanted people to overhear them, but they were speaking Spanish, assuming no one would understand in this part of the city.

I just stood there, holding my basket with some chicken and salad, trying not to smile.

Finally, it was their turn to pay. The cashier, a young girl, was having trouble with their card. The machine kept declining it.

Javier started getting flustered, speaking English now. There must be a problem with your machine. I just used this card yesterday for a fifty-thousand dollar purchase.

The cashier tried again. It says insufficient funds, sir.

Javier scoffed. Thats impossible. There should be at least three hundred thousand on that card.

He tried a second card. Declined. Then a third.

At this point, he was getting red in the face and starting to get angry, mumbling under his breath in Spanish, Estos idiotas... su sistema es una basura.

I decided it was my moment.

I stepped forward, smiled politely at the cashier, and said in my most perfect, clear Spanish, right to Javiers face.

Señor, la próxima vez que quieras impresionar a tus amigos con tus millones, asegurate de que el banco tambien este al tanto. Los idiotas que trabajan en este sistema probablemente no saben que eres un genio de las finanzas.

That means, Sir, next time you want to impress your friends with your millions, make sure the bank is also on the same page. The idiots working at this system probably dont know youre a financial genius.

The look on Javiers face was priceless. Carlos just stared at the floor, completely mortified. They both went completely silent.

Javier fumbled with his wallet, pulled out a wad of cash, and paid for his few items. He didnt look at me, not once. They just grabbed their bag and walked out as quickly as they could without running.

I paid for my chicken and salad, and the cashier, who obviously didnt understand a word of the exchange, just looked at me, confused.

I just smiled and said, Have a good day.