What task would you excel in if you lived in the Stone Age?
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Great! I got a random Excel question. Sometimes when I pull reports at work the format for the price changes. Instead of showing the $ and the correct amount of spaces after the cent sign like .00, it has no $ and many digits after the cent sign like .000000000000000.
Now when I try to change the cell format back to currency, accounting, text, or anything it keeps the same format and amount of digital after the cent sign. The work around I found is to open up a different Excel doc type it in the correct format and then copy and paste over the incorrect formatted cell.
Do you can a better answer or did I explain horribly and your as confused as me when I try to fix Excel?
Yea when I said that I excel at Excel I was somewhat exaggerating, much as I have at every job interview I've ever had. It's become something of a reflex these days. But as someone else has said I think that particular issue is just down to Excel being crap.
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Wash the wound with soapy water, apply cloth that has been boiled. Yeah that should have a better survival rate than most of human history.
Soap is animal fat and what in a survival situation?
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I'm a natural at shooting a traditional bow.
I know every edible plant in my area, and some that get you high.
I can find north without a compass, day and night.
I can make a fire from things I can gather in the woods.
I know how to safely fell a tree, split logs and build a shelter with hand tools.
I know how to act around most predators and have experience handling a spear.I think I'd do reasonably well.
Sometimes I wish I was born in the stone age. My ADHD is completely gone whenever I'm in the wild.I started reading and was like "okay, sure buddy" then I remembered I have developed a lot of the same skills, including tracking wildlife.
And then I remembered the time I learned to identify clay deposits and to separate out the clay so I could build stuff with it.
So I thought: "wth, this is so weird! Ohh, they have ADHD too... That explains a lot".
I wasn't diagnosed at the time, when I was learning to find clay, but that should have been a sign lol
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Fucking, for sure
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Being a bitch.
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tool making most likely. also fire keeping, and cooking.
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Either making elaborate traps and contraptions out of sticks and stones.
Or brain surgery.
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Great! I got a random Excel question. Sometimes when I pull reports at work the format for the price changes. Instead of showing the $ and the correct amount of spaces after the cent sign like .00, it has no $ and many digits after the cent sign like .000000000000000.
Now when I try to change the cell format back to currency, accounting, text, or anything it keeps the same format and amount of digital after the cent sign. The work around I found is to open up a different Excel doc type it in the correct format and then copy and paste over the incorrect formatted cell.
Do you can a better answer or did I explain horribly and your as confused as me when I try to fix Excel?
I haven't encountered this but have you tried select the cell, going to the home ribbon tab I think, then clicking normal. Then adding the number formating you want
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Either making elaborate traps and contraptions out of sticks and stones.
Or brain surgery.
It could go either way
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You don't think they'd hang you with your own rope?
I mean depends on how the crops looked; im sure they'd tie me for bog body purposes and toss me in the dip if the crops were bad enough and I went feverish. The gods gotta eat too after all.
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Ironically, brute force. I would be great at hunting too!
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geometry, politics and drugs
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I mean, I have, but I saw this long before he started trying to smelt Iron: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RuCnZClWwpQ
That was fascinating thank you! I watched the whole thing. There's a ton of work those people put into making their iron. Truly a community effort
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Either making elaborate traps and contraptions out of sticks and stones.
Or brain surgery.
Hey, maybe you'll be the most successful neolithic brain surgeon and only kill half your patients
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Soap is animal fat and what in a survival situation?
Leach wood ashes with water to make lye. Soap is easy
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Starvation.
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i'm a fairly deft hand at pottery. i'm also decent at fiber crafts. depends when and where during the stone age, of course, that's a pretty big expanse. if i'm really lucky, i'd be in one of the many cultures with special spiritual roles for trans folks. i've also got good rote memorization skills, so i can help with oral history.
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Robert Sawyer has a series of science fiction books where there's a parallel universe in which neanderthals ended up ruling the earth instead of modern day humans.
It's been a while since I read them but the fact that you comment itched that part of my brain tells me there might have been a steamy parallel universe crossover scene or two
I need to start reading again
Well that's going on the list
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There is a whole world of romance novels in this setting.
Glit walked slowly across the plain, eyeing the group of hunters that surrounded the creature. It was large, much too large for the tribe to eat before the meat spoiled.
As he approached he could hear the argument already.
"No, rapal, you take that part! It was your spear that slowed her enough for us to catch her!"
"But it was your arrow that finally brought her down, Jatam, you should have that part for your family! You have 5 younglings!"
They would carry on like this for hours if left to their own devices, none wanting to be seen as greedy.
Glit approached and broke into the conversation,
"Hunters, good hunting," he said loudly, "Karana has smiled upon you today! The beast has laid down it's life for the survival of our people!"
The hunters beamed, proud not only of their work, but now in the secure knowledge of it's righteousness. The hunt has been approved, sanctified by the Storyteller, the one who speaks for the gods. They know they will be rewarded.
The hunters began disemboweling the enormous creature and cutting the choicest sections of meat off of her as Glit began to tell the story of Olana, the great Mother Elephant. He has told this story many times, but the hunters never tire of hearing it. When the work is done, and the story is told, Glit will reward the hunters and walk back to the tribe with them.
