Safka's Stating The Blindingly Obvious Thread

This may not be short and it's written with a tongue-in-cheek nonchalance that might not be to your taste. If you don't appreciate length (surely nay!) or sardonic sarcasm, irony or even public masochism... move on.

So... there once was an FC 2iC Queen Wannabe (actual rank, I kid you not) who, one day, went on a fit of babybathwaternonsense and threw yours truly, unceremoniously, out of an FC and right onto her Safkaderriere. Splat, she landed... and found herself in sudden dire need of rescuing a stabled Choco that sadly underwent a traumatic hostage ordeal before rescue. Poor thing. Anyway...

After a few blinks... and a few more blinks... you know the kind of blinks I'm talking of here... the rapid, gobsmacked, utter clueless blinks that indicate confusion and an inability to comprehend... usually accompanied by a faint 'oomph' noise emanating from the vicinity of the lower intestine.... anyway, after a few more of those, I did what any of you, normal, if non-Safka Esque, beings would do... I said 'do whaaaat?' in my best Georgia accent, rocked back in the chair and reached for a non-existant cigarette. I don't smoke. Which is a godsend as luckily, there were none to hand... otherwise I would have, for sure. Smoked, I mean. Anyway...

I thought I'd pass on a few thoughts... in the hope that my experiences are not repeated because, well, the therapy costs alone might run into ones of dollars.

For new FC members...

Spot the nutter on the bus REALLY early on. If, when everyone is in the FC lounge blowing kisses and hugging each other, one FC member only occasionally deigns to 'smile' at you. That's the one. It might sound innocuous but trust me... nutter.

Always agree with everything the nutter says. Once the nutbag has been identified, this one should be really really easy... but I should point out that if you have, to date, failed to identify the nutter, you're going to come across as pretty creepy. Why? Because you must just say 'that's awesome' or 'that's incredible' or 'that's the most fabulous thing I've ever heard' to ANYthing the nutter says. Always. Constantly. OK?

If this gets tiresome, write a macro.

Listen to every word the nutter says and if prompted, act... like... immediately. This might be tough if you're on different timezones, and all, but trust me... get your Safkabutt (equivalent) out of bed 24/7 to be sure not to miss a single, solatary phoneme that flows from the nutters brainpan. Oh and agree with it, as per above. Because each syllable is nectar and you must sup it.

Always do whatever the nutter wants you to do. This will often be couched in helpful terminology, such as 'do you want any help with a dungeon run?' This sounds really great and 'Hey Safka!' I can hear you saying... 'what's wrong with offering help, you ingrate?' OK... fair point... but the kicker here is... you can never say no. Like... never. Never say 'I'm fine, thanks!' or 'maybe later, if that would be ok.' Never say 'I really appreciate the offer but I'm just about to log off and take my niece to the hospital' because THAT is NO excuse for turning the nutter down. If you can't always do what the nutter wants, please consider paying a friend to sit at your rig and fill in for you. Or invest in a clone.

Don't contribute too much. Don't craft stuff for others, run stuff, throw gil into the common coffers, or be overly helpful yourself to anyone else. If you do, it means you want to take over the FC for your own nefarious reasons. No really, it does. Ask the nutter.

Always like the nutter. If you can manage true love or abject adoration, that would be even better. Because trust me, nutters judge you on the ferocity and abjectivity of your likingnesses against the Scale of Love Me... which is a purely personal thing, probably made of stained oak, with a sliding brass knob that can be moved from ONE to ELEVEN. Don't pretend to like... truly LIKE!

And finally... never ever ever... expect people to come to your defence, even if you deserve it and all that is being said is evidenceless aldgoatpoop. 'Cos a nutter in a command position is a pure divinity.

Also... while I'm here... for all the nutter-wannabe's...

People are people, except Zaphod, who's just this guy, y'know?
Perceptions are not reality though they may seem so, especially if you have a proclivity to nutterdom.
Everyone is subject to confirmation bias, even you. This is also not reality.

Thanks for reading, even if you haven't. Errrr...

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May I just say... what?
Can you speak normal English please?

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The "tongue-in-cheek nonchalance" seems really... forced.

Surely someone sees something satisfying stated secretly surrounding somebody!

Go home, Safka. You're drunk.

So you were kicked? Ok.

Uuuuh...should I get popcorn for this? I can't tell...

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Originally Posted by Dualblade

Uuuuh...should I get popcorn for this? I can't tell...

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Popcorn Difficulty: Expert

You would be an entertaining FC member to have around me thinks.

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Originally Posted by Safka

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`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

I personally enjoyed that short story. Thanks for that. I'd day I'm sorry but it sounds like it worked out better for you in the end.

Hi Safka, it's actually a good read, I'm enjoying it like I'm reading a format of a novel that has been lost due to time.

Sounds like your former FC leader was cray cray.

I believe that I have found myself a nutter!

In accordance to your wishes, I shall unanimously agree with everything you've said because it's absolutely fabulous.

I read it in a Georgia accent and it made perfect sense to me.

Hope the Safka-tush is okay after being splatted without warning.

Also, note to self: Kick all nutters out of the FC before they become problems.

this made my day.....LOL

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Originally Posted by Limecat

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

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Your quote has too much literary merit for this thread. This is more fitting :)

Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't.

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Simple solution: be the only person in your FC. It's a great way of removing such nutters from the equation.

I'm not sure of the equation itself, probably something like; Solution = (people in FC -1)*nutters + good time.

I read the first sentence (can you call it that?) after the disclaimer and stopped. The amount of brainpower needed to decode whatever you said could be much better used elsewhere.