Oh wow. The sheer amount of tradition surrounding this, with a myriad of local variation, is impossible to keep up with. Then they make up "traditions" on the fly as well. It's so much fun!
Once you hand in notice you can start playing games so that they hustle you out the door with alacrity; you won't have to stay for months.
First, the old tried and true tool: work to rule. Do your job, as described, and no more.
Second, the incompetence gambit. Do your job BADLY. Do what's asked of you, but make dumb mistakes, do things slowly, "accidentally" hand in first draughts (with the correct draught already on your computer so you can produce it when they spot the problem...if they spot the problem in the first place!). You know, that kind of thing. If you're training your replacement, key pieces of misinformation are always fun to insert.
Third, make sure all communications are in something more substantial than speech. If they tell you something vocally, follow up with email summarizing the conversation and what action items you took from the conversation. Ask them to confirm that your understanding was correct so there's records instead of he said/she said. (This is both protection for yourself and fun.) Tinpot dictators really hate being held to account (it's why they favour only verbal communications!), so torture her.
Finally you can play the tardy/absentee game. Come to work increasingly late. Leave work increasingly early. When the complaints start, you can make a subgame with the third technique, driving your nemesis to distraction as you roll this activity back ... only to roll it forward again to test resolve and boundaries.
I'm in the beginning stages of Spring Festival. I've had three feasts in five days, plus the immediate family feast (which we could better control the contents of).
I think I've gained about 15kg. But in the good way!
I use water and soap. For everything. Including my hair. Unscented soap with no industrial chemicals to make it "smell good".
I horrify my coworkers when I tell them this. They're convinced my hair is going to fall out, and that my skin will dry out and slough off despite literally years of me not showing any of this.
I'm pretty sure the makeup industry is purely a scam.
It's about the same in terms of what it does (which means it hallucinates just as strongly and can't be trusted). It just takes less to do it. MUCH less.
I think even darker (as the response to @Glide@lemmy.ca indicates). When I see incel behaviour from a man, I make damned sure that man is always in my sight and at a distance. And I won't accept any drink from him, nor any invitation to go somewhere else, even if it's in the same building.
There is absolutely a cure for incels, yes, but nobody in the west would like it. So you're kind of stuck with them.
The prostitution thing won't work, though. I actually got fed up with a loud incel peripheral to a social circle I was part of and snapped, offering to hire him a hooker right then and there so he could STFU about how he'd never been laid.
Immediately he moved the goalposts and said he didn't just want to get laid, he wanted a "genuine emotional relationship". Saying this despite for the previous two hours only ever talking about sex, sex appeal, sexual characteristics, etc. with not a word spent on "genuine emotion".
Some people just want to whine, and when they gather in groups they spiral destructively.
The pipes tend to be insulated, the temperatures don't really get very low (coldest I've ever seen is -10° and that was for a couple of hours), and that's at night, and the cold "season" is very short. It takes time to freeze pipes, and here it just doesn't get cold enough to do that.
We used, as I said above, a PU (PVC? I don't know, I'm not a polymer expert) sheet the same size as the table to protect the glass under it. 1.5mm is all you need, it rolls up nicely to set aside, and you can put maps and stuff under it to keep it visible but protected.
And the metal dice won't shatter your tabletop like one evil d10 did mine. 😬
Central China. Wuhan to be specific. If you're going to visit, go to the south. It's pleasantly warm in winter. Or bundle up and go north. They heat their homes in the north. It's the poor suckers near the Yangtze that get screwed.
I caught the 2009 total eclipse here and it was awe-inspiring. It was also the longest solar eclipse expected for the 21st century at 6 minutes, 39 seconds, so it made a deep impression on everybody standing on the roof of the apartment block to watch it.
I don't wish to see a second, though, because the next one will be in the year 2200 and that would mean I'd still be alive in 200 years. Not something I want.