My idiot brother, who fancies himself a tech guru… because he reads the news marketing around the tech specs of new console releases every couple of years…
Legitimately thought I was hacking into our own ISP when I opened a terminal infront of him to configure a VPN setting that didn’t yet have an option to do so in the GUI.
Lile he tried to have an ‘intervention’ with me over it.
For … running a few commands to check my existing and active network interfaces, then glancing at a webpage and starting the vpn process with an extra flag or two.
I was completely unable to convince him that I hadn’t done anything even remotely close to like pen-testing the local DNS server… which is what he… seemed? to think I was doing?
Gotta love incredibly overconfident + incompetent people.
…
I have also had people at cellphone shops either get angry at me for mentioning outloud, or try to hide the fact that you can plug a phone with a broken screen into a usb hub, and then their own keyboard, monitor and mouse, in certain situations, and be able to log in to the phone to do inane parts of their recovery or migration processes … when your screen is borked, but the phone itself is still functional.
I had employee guy laugh at the notion this would work, another guy say sure you can try it, and then got angry that it worked, and another act like I was performing some kind of dark magic that the other customers in the store could not be allowed to know about.
…
EDIT: Oh I forgot to mention the abominable absurdity of my brother trying to give me an ‘intervention’ over anything, at all, ever.
See, while I was studying the blade getting two simultaneous bachelors degrees from the best Uni in the state, he was going to raves, giving himself serotonin shock syndrome, all while functionally being homeless.
Multiple times in my life I have had to drop everything I was doing and prevent him from carrying out a very credible suicide threat, or save him from ODing.
Myself on the other hand, … uh, no nothing like that, and I’d not even given him an ‘intervention’ after saving him from an OD or two.
Anyway, I’m fairly sure I could drive him back to drug use if I somehow forced him to learn how some of the R code I used and wrote for statistical analysis actually works, or the same for any of the insane spider webs of 200, 300 line custom, one-off SQL queries I often had to write in various data analyst positions before they let me restructure their DBs a bit into something less insane.
… but another thing that my idiot brother did, which was actually the final straw between me and my entire family:
My doctors, over the year prior, with me seeing them fairly frequently, running a good deal of blood work tests on me … well they decided to change up my medication somewhat, take me off of one drug, replace it with another…
… because that drug they were taking me off of was causing me to … not quite develop actual diabetes, but develop many signs of pre-diabetes… and they had figured out a way to switch me over to a set of drugs where that would not be a problem.
My brother interpreted this as me making up all of what I just said whole cloth, as if i was delusional and insane, despite me literally showing him the blood test results, annotated by the metabolic expert, and the new medication plan from other doctors.
So we got into an argument, the next day my entire immediate family has decided that I need to be institutionalized, in a mental asylum in the middle of fucking nowhere, fuck my career I guess?
I was making almost twice as much as my brother and probably more than my dad at the time.
I just moved out while my brother was at work, never looked back.
But, typing it out is… better than just stuffing it down… 6 months ago, typing out a similar story would have filled me with rage, all muscles clenching… this time I only grit my teeth once.
Progress.
… I appreciate the condolences though.
… Spent a long, long time being gaslit, its … helpful for me to type it out, and not be blamed for it.
Yeesh. I relate fully to the brother part. Mine also likes to pretend, but at least isn’t that oblivious about the terminal. Intervention, though?! LMAO
He has an extremely thin skin, a massive inferiority complex, somehow has worse social skills than myself, despite me being autistic and him not… I could go on, but I already added more in an edit to my above post.
So anyway I went no contact with my entire dysfunctional family (they’re all this magnitude of nuts but in their own special ways) years ago rofl, my mental health has never been better.
My idiot brother, who fancies himself a tech guru… because he reads the
newsmarketing around the tech specs of new console releases every couple of years…Legitimately thought I was hacking into our own ISP when I opened a terminal infront of him to configure a VPN setting that didn’t yet have an option to do so in the GUI.
Lile he tried to have an ‘intervention’ with me over it.
For … running a few commands to check my existing and active network interfaces, then glancing at a webpage and starting the vpn process with an extra flag or two.
I was completely unable to convince him that I hadn’t done anything even remotely close to like pen-testing the local DNS server… which is what he… seemed? to think I was doing?
Gotta love incredibly overconfident + incompetent people.
…
I have also had people at cellphone shops either get angry at me for mentioning outloud, or try to hide the fact that you can plug a phone with a broken screen into a usb hub, and then their own keyboard, monitor and mouse, in certain situations, and be able to log in to the phone to do inane parts of their recovery or migration processes … when your screen is borked, but the phone itself is still functional.
I had employee guy laugh at the notion this would work, another guy say sure you can try it, and then got angry that it worked, and another act like I was performing some kind of dark magic that the other customers in the store could not be allowed to know about.
…
EDIT: Oh I forgot to mention the abominable absurdity of my brother trying to give me an ‘intervention’ over anything, at all, ever.
See, while I was
studying the bladegetting two simultaneous bachelors degrees from the best Uni in the state, he was going to raves, giving himself serotonin shock syndrome, all while functionally being homeless.Multiple times in my life I have had to drop everything I was doing and prevent him from carrying out a very credible suicide threat, or save him from ODing.
Myself on the other hand, … uh, no nothing like that, and I’d not even given him an ‘intervention’ after saving him from an OD or two.
Anyway, I’m fairly sure I could drive him back to drug use if I somehow forced him to learn how some of the R code I used and wrote for statistical analysis actually works, or the same for any of the insane spider webs of 200, 300 line custom, one-off SQL queries I often had to write in various data analyst positions before they let me restructure their DBs a bit into something less insane.
His “intervention” reminded me of this old sketch. Thought you might appreciate!
You know, I hadn’t seen that sketch before…
… but another thing that my idiot brother did, which was actually the final straw between me and my entire family:
My doctors, over the year prior, with me seeing them fairly frequently, running a good deal of blood work tests on me … well they decided to change up my medication somewhat, take me off of one drug, replace it with another…
… because that drug they were taking me off of was causing me to … not quite develop actual diabetes, but develop many signs of pre-diabetes… and they had figured out a way to switch me over to a set of drugs where that would not be a problem.
My brother interpreted this as me making up all of what I just said whole cloth, as if i was delusional and insane, despite me literally showing him the blood test results, annotated by the metabolic expert, and the new medication plan from other doctors.
So we got into an argument, the next day my entire immediate family has decided that I need to be institutionalized, in a mental asylum in the middle of fucking nowhere, fuck my career I guess? I was making almost twice as much as my brother and probably more than my dad at the time.
I just moved out while my brother was at work, never looked back.
Damn, seems I unlocked a core memory. Condolences. Thanks for sharing though! Quite the story…
Ah, this one was fairly recent, and I have more recently been diagnosed with ©PTSD from… how often insane shit like that has happened to me.
But, typing it out is… better than just stuffing it down… 6 months ago, typing out a similar story would have filled me with rage, all muscles clenching… this time I only grit my teeth once.
Progress.
… I appreciate the condolences though.
… Spent a long, long time being gaslit, its … helpful for me to type it out, and not be blamed for it.
Glad to help!
Yeesh. I relate fully to the brother part. Mine also likes to pretend, but at least isn’t that oblivious about the terminal. Intervention, though?! LMAO
“Friends don’t let friends Gentoo”, or something
He has an extremely thin skin, a massive inferiority complex, somehow has worse social skills than myself, despite me being autistic and him not… I could go on, but I already added more in an edit to my above post.
So anyway I went no contact with my entire dysfunctional family (they’re all this magnitude of nuts but in their own special ways) years ago rofl, my mental health has never been better.