if her skirt has accidentally ridden up in the back or is stuck in the waistband, you discreetly tell her
if a woman or girl comes up to you and acts like she knows you, you pretend to know her (unless you are certain it’s an actual misunderstanding and not her trying to escape a situation)
Me: hits return.
Word: “Sure, here, a new line. I already indented it for you, same as the one before. Like a good IDE.”
Me: “That’s nice of you, Word, but I want this one to be indented one tab stop less than the line before.” Hits delete.
Word: “Delete, you say? Sure, back to the line before.”
Me: “No, no! Just delete one tab! Maybe, if I select the line and hit dele…”
Word: “Why of course!”
Me: “Shit, it’s gone. Undo! Hmm… Move the thingy here on top?”
Word: “Move all the lines you say? No problem!”
Me: “Nvm, I’ll just indent everything by hand with spaces.”
Relevant xkcd. No presents from Santa for Gandalf this year.