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Mixing Random Foods

I don't have much experience with computers. I finally got my first cellphone around 25 years of age. We had a freestanding computer at one point prior to that, but it wasn't connected to the Internet. I've been told that I have the brains for IT jobs, but it seems intimidating after being so far behind. Also, doesn't it get dreadfully boring?
Not to me at least, and the courses I take are quite comprehensive.
 
Does anyone else relate to this? When I am eating, my wide reaching seemingly perpetual curiousity tends to get the best of me. I want to find out what the various food or drink items are like combined. Even if I expect it to taste nasty, I still like to try the combination once to find out for certain what the flavor combo is like. Sometimes I actually get surprised and find something yummy. There is a very wide range of foods and drinks that I will sample together and occasionally make a point to attempt to combine all potential combinations in a meal at least once. I'll even try the desert with the meal if it is already on the table (eg. a bite of green beans with a bite of pumpkin pie or a swallow of my tea with a bite of my ice cream).

I thought I was the only one who did this so I never talked about it. I mixed heat oatmeal with strawberry yoghurt. I liked it a lot. I also put canned salmon with oatmeal, pretty good but weird.

One of the stranger things might be spaghetti noodles with strawberry yoghurt. I liked that a lot too. The textures were good for me. I like starchy and gooey.

I used to eat canned smoked sardines with rice and eggplant. That was very good. The smoked flavors and oils would soak into the rice. the starch from the eggplant made everything sticky and gooey. Sorry for talking about that for people who are upset by those textures, they are my favorite.

I tried canned vegetable soup with oatmeal, it was awful. I eat breakfast cereal with protein powder made into a shake with water and I think it is very good. I cannot drink milk so it is like milk for me.

Smoked sardines and oatmeal was pretty good, not good like rice though.
 
I don't have much experience with computers. I finally got my first cellphone around 25 years of age. We had a freestanding computer at one point prior to that, but it wasn't connected to the Internet. I've been told that I have the brains for IT jobs, but it seems intimidating after being so far behind. Also, doesn't it get dreadfully boring?

The It I have done has been fascinating. It changes a lot, new problems to solve, puzzles to solve. Also always learning how to do it better. I was very excited years ago when I figured out a trick with Google. This was 1995 so everything was new. HTML just became available. I found out that Google used webcrawlers and they captured the first text they read on an HTML page. So I put the information I wanted Google to tell people about our website printed at the top of the web page but in the same color as the background. No one ever knew it was there but the webcrawler read it perfectly.
 
I'm American so every time I eat Asian or Indian food, or food from a place I've never visited, it is an experiment in my mouth to taste those unusual and unexpected flavor and textural combinations.

BTW, carrots and orange juice are a flavor marriage made in heaven.
 
I've been told that I have the brains for IT jobs, but it seems intimidating after being so far behind. Also, doesn't it get dreadfully boring?

That's a fair question, but it's also highly subjective. I want to say something to the effect that in the real world, all jobs usually have some degree of "dreadful boredom". Just another hurdle to overcome that usually must be done whether we like it or not. At least that was always my experience, regardless of the job.

Which makes me wonder if those with comorbid ADHD have an enhanced amount of frustration or detachment over what they may consider to be "boring". And whether or not it would actually keep you from doing such tasks. Something I tried to explain in another thread reflecting any number of repetitive keystrokes that must be made when creating something with a computer.

Then again so many jobs ebb and flow in terms of what may pique their interest as opposed to what they consider to be boring. That the reality is that many jobs may involve periods of manic effort required, versus times when things are moving at a "snail's pace".

In essence, many jobs tend to have such highs and lows. That at some point you'll have to do some very lengthy repetitive things for hours on end. Simply because the nature of your job demands it.
 
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Have you ever tried mixing pinto beans with cantaloupe?
I don't think I ever tried that particular mix so far. We don't get to have cantaloupe very often and it is usually an afternoon snack separate from any meals when we do. Have you tried it?
 
I don't think I ever tried that particular mix so far. We don't get to have cantaloupe very often and it is usually an afternoon snack separate from any meals when we do. Have you tried it?
Yes. My mother loved it. I always thought it was really weird, but I tried it a few times. It's a whole new taste and not what I imagined it to be. I liked it, but not enough to make it an intended dish.

I do, however have cantaloupe in a meal quite often.
 
That's a fair question, but it's also highly subjective. I want to say something to the effect that in the real world, all jobs usually have some degree of "dreadful boredom". Just another hurdle to overcome that usually must be done whether we like it or not. At least that was always my experience, regardless of the job.

Which makes me wonder if those with comorbid ADHD have an enhanced amount of frustration or detachment over what they may consider to be "boring". And whether or not it would actually keep you from doing such tasks. Something I tried to explain in another thread reflecting any number of repetitive keystrokes that must be made when creating something with a computer.

Then again so many jobs ebb and flow in terms of what may pique their interest as opposed to what they consider to be boring. That the reality is that many jobs may involve periods of manic effort required, versus times when things are moving at a "snail's pace".

In essence, many jobs tend to have such highs and lows. That at some point you'll have to do some very lengthy repetitive things for hours on end. Simply because the nature of your job demands it.
Take the topic away from jobs. I can walk around outside for hours exploring different things, observing insect behaviors or following them with my camera, dissecting plants, gathering specimens to later examine under the microscope, taking walks alone or with company, singing back at the birds, run in to make a cup of tea, sit on the swing chatting with someone while I drink it or else sit by myself enjoying the scenery and coming up with poems and/or riddles that describe things I am seeing and never get bored at all. Even chores can be made fun (eg. observing texture differences as a food cooks, seeing which dishes sink fastest and theorizing as to why while you scrub them, pretending to be a horse pulling a cart while pulling the cart with the horse water across the pasture. On the other hand, I can try a video game and it might be briefly stimulating while trying to figure it out but it quickly becomes draining and monotonous. It zaps my energy and makes me sleepy. Shifting back to things like coding, I don't get where the enjoyable aspects even exist.
 
Shifting back to things like coding, I don't get where the enjoyable aspects even exist.

Do you see yourself being able to hold down a job (any job) on a long term basis regardless of whether you enjoy it in whole or in part- or not at all ?

I'm not suggesting a work environment that can accommodate you, but rather that it must be you who ultimately accommodates the job market. A cold reality for most working folks.

That it may be a blessing if you find a job you like in part, let alone aspects of it you may not appreciate as much. With an understanding of how many people may not like their job at all, but do it just to earn a living.

To focus on what you can do, rather than only what you want to do. Not a pleasant thought, but a very realistic one.
 
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Do you see yourself being able to hold down a job (any job) on a long term basis regardless of whether you enjoy it in whole or in part- or not at all ?

I'm not suggesting a work environment that can accommodate you, but rather that it must be you who ultimately accommodates the job market. A cold reality for most working folks.

That it may be a blessing if you find a job you like in part, let alone aspects of it you may not appreciate as much. With an understanding of how many people may not like their job at all, but do it just to earn a living.

To focus on what you can do, rather than only what you want to do. Not a pleasant thought, but a very realistic one.
I mean I worked at one company for almost 10 years even though I didn't enjoy most of it and was being persistently bullied for most of that time. At the smaller location where I started, I helped roll pallets off of trucks (That part was actually a bit fun. We had manual pallet jacks and the unloading dock was tilted. When the frozen truck came in you would literally be skating backwards with the pallet trying to barrel down on you. You had to bump it against the wall over and over to slow it enough to keep it from running you over. The other employees thought I was crazy, but I was eager to get to do the unloading part at that store), stocked freight, swept the parking lot, performed item counts, set up displays, placed price tags, zoned, and other task. After, I had to transfer to the big store where my Dad worked, My primary job was sorting freight as it came down a line. Not only was that boring, but my Dad would leave his work area on the floor and come back there and get the others to mock me for various things like not driving. There was also a lot of harassment to deal with due to being one of only a few women on a mostly male team. After the truck was completely sorted, we had to pull the pallets to the floor and it was common to end up with a broken jack. Pulling pallets of water, soda, or dog food out to the floor with a manual jack was very physical especially when you ended up with one of the broken ones. There was also pressure to run the freight for at least one aisle afterwards and I usually accomplished this unless we had multiple trucks that day. Eventually I got to transfer to a department out on the floor which was much better comparatively. I helped stock fabrics, crafts and stationary and kept it looking neat. I also learned to cut fabric for customers, which was a part of the job that I loved. Especially when I could actually help customers decide on a fabric and make suggestions. Then they started throwing me back in the backroom to sort freight again simply because I knew how but would be angry with me for not completing my department related task when I wasn't even in my department to complete them because they were pulling me to sort freight.
 
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I mean I worked at one company for almost 10 years even though I didn't enjoy most of it and was being persistently bullied. At the smaller location where I started, I helped roll pallets off of trucks (That part was actually a bit fun. We had manual pallet jacks and the unloading dock was tilted. When the frozen truck came in you would literally be skating backwards with the pallet trying to barrel down on you. You had to bump it against the wall over and over to slow it enough to keep it from running you over. The other employees thought I was crazy, but I was eager to get to do the unloading part at that store), stocked freight, swept the parking lot, performed item counts, set up displays, placed price tags, zoned, and other task. After, I had to transfer to the big store where my Dad worked, My primary job was sorting freight as it came down a line. Not only was that boring, but my Dad would leave his work area on the floor and come back there and get the others to mock me for various things like not driving. There was also a lot of harassment to deal with due to being one of only a few women on a mostly male team. Eventually I got to transfer to a department out on the floor which was much better comparatively. I helped stocked fabrics, crafts and stationary and kept it looking neat. I also learned to cut fabric for customers, which was a part of the job that I loved. Especially when I could actually help customers decide on a fabric and make suggestions. Then they started throwing me back in the backroom to sort freight again simply because I knew how but would be angry with me for not completing my department related task when I wasn't even in my department to complete them because they were pulling me to sort freight.

I have similar bad memories as well. I have some ugly stories about pallets as well working as a warehouseman and truck driver. Got hurt at one point.

Hated the job, but it was all I could find at the time. The blue collar crowd there hated me given I had a college degree. Hard times when I thought I had "paid all my dues" having gone to college. It was quite a revelation.

Though I didn't let such an experience keep me from looking for better work. Though even in very different circumstances I still found things I had to do that I didn't care for. That much is true, that all jobs have some undesirable aspects to them. Perhaps most of all, to be able tolerate monotony for pay.

Actually the monotony of such jobs didn't bother me nearly as much as the physical labor itself. Coming home totally exhausted each night. Only to be guaranteed to repeat it the next day.
 
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Similar to what you mentioned regarding sipping your tea, then eating a bite of ice cream - I love to add a scoop of vanilla ice cream to iced matcha tea. It is such a pleasing combination.
 
I want even spices to be measured in the recipe. Though I do alter those measurements towards my own tastes, but when I get dosages right, I write them down and won't deviate from them afterwards. But generally I really dislike "put a little bit this and handful of that"-kind of recipes. Metric system exists for a reason...

But I do try new things sometimes, but mostly if I can't or don't want to replicate the recipe accurately (for example, I don't like mushrooms, I'll leave them out or replace them with something else). I feel reluctant to do so as I don't want to waste work and ingredients to create something that is worse than the original.

I am more likely to find a new interesting recipe rather than creating one of my own. Actually, I quite often go thru cooking sites of the internet. Of my latest finds, jambalaya was really tasty, thought disgusting to make (that amount of grease in the sausage mentioned at the recipe...)

I wish. Maybe one day.
Oh... I actually thought you were some kind of lab technician. But now that you mention it, I don't remember if you have ever actually said to be working on that field, I just assumed that from your profile picture and the way you have written about related topics.


The blue collar crowd there hated me given I had a college degree.
I know that situation. I have avoided it by using phrases like "sure, I have an education, but it turned out to be a wasted effort as I do like working here with you guys more than at the office" (which wasn't entirely true - I liked both blue and white collar work, but for different reasons)... A little bit signaling that their life and work is as valuable and as respectable as white collar work, and that I don't think them to be any worse than I am.
 

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