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I'm familiar with public key encryption at the very simplest level. The idea is data should be inaccessible to anyone but the intended recipient, even to those systems that send the data.

But that applies to transmission. Once the data is on the device it must be unencrypted to make it accessible to you. At that point what is to stop a service accessing that data?

This is another supermarket queue story. The cashier came to the end of her shift and informed me and another shopper who joined the line just before me that this till was closing and to please move to the next one.

"Can't you just put these through for me?"

And that would have been it, absolutely forgettable and unremarkable in any way, if not for the cashier's response. In a tone that was part sweet childlike innocence and part absolutely intentional customer service voice for fuck you, she replies "..no?"

It was stunning. In a single word not only did she shut that shit straight down but even managed to imply "why would you even ask that?". I wish I could bottle the way she expressed that "no" and save some for myself. The shopper turns to me for backup but I'm looking at the cashier giving my best GOOD FOR YOU smile, so she doesn't bother saying anything to me and does that particular boomer huff and shuffle, then off she fucks.

I'm still smiling at the cashier. I want her to know I know exactly what she did, and how glorious it was. I wanted to communicate that to her and share my total admiration. But her shift has finished. She packs up without a glance towards me. Which was somehow even more fulfilling, she's off the clock and isn't getting paid to have a moment with a random nobody.

Good for you, good for you.

Hi, looking for a sub for posts I see where I read the title, look at the photo or video if there is one, my brain buffers trying to understand wtf is happening and then finally look at the sub name and think "ohhhhhh"

eg https://www.reddit.com/r/AITASims/comments/1rw5qoo/aita_for_locking_my_neighbors_in_a_basement/

What? Oh it's Sims.

or https://www.reddit.com/r/ufc/comments/1rx2050/islam_hiding_in_mecca/

Ummm.... Oh it's that guy and it's his name

Thanks.

I'm not big on traditions or cultural habits. I don't count magpies or make wishes blowing out birthday cake candles. But a while ago I was walking down the street just as a funeral procession came by. I saw the hearse with the coffin inside. And as I happened to be wearing one I took off my hat and held it to my chest, and waited for them to pass.

A dozen or so cars full of somber looking mourners follow on. Only a couple of them notice, an older man who curls one side of his mouth into a faint smile like he's pleased to see the old ways held to. Then another man in his 30s gives another small smile and a nod of gratitude. I return both in kind, small subtle gestures just enough to communicate what was needed.

It's no more effort than holding a door open for a stranger or thanking a bus driver for the journey but it felt important. A small connection. A tiny act of respect on a very sad day. And it was appreciated.

I once had terrible itchy eyes that were unbearable. I don't usually take pills or any kind of medication unless it's really bad, and it was bad. So I get some eyedrops and tilt my head back and push the pump. Immediately I feel a sensation that is intense but somehow familiar. What is that? Is this.. eucalyptus??

Well do the Shake n Vac and put the FRESHNESS back. It's not eyedrops. It's Vic's nasal spray.

I call 111, the non emergency medical advice line. I'm assured it's nothing to worry about if I rinse it out with cold water. I thank the person on the phone but then break down laughing my ass off. I'm squealing between gasping breaths "my EYE, it feels so ENVIGOURATED! My EYEBALL has never felt such VITALITY!!". She's trying to remain professional but she cracks just a little and I can hear a little giggle. We end the call, I hold my head under the kitchen tap for a minute and I'm fine.