nope..no setting like that.Wifi settings. Select the wifi source (more settings or whatever) untick the box that says autoconnect.
It's worse than that, the entire notion of eating cereal for breakfast was created by marketing...it is so endemic that if you attempt to eat something not on peoples 'allow' list, they get quite upset.
You cant eat that for breakfast!
Really?
Why not?
Because I have been conditioned to assume certain norms spelt out to me by the capitalist system to assist them in profit.
major ISP's with fucking fucked up configurations or internal processes.
my mum's temporarily not at home, and because she's not accessing the intertubes through her own router her local email has stopped working. the massive ISP she's subbed to has set up mail things that the basic config only works when you're on their network and not remote. how they fucking manage mobile systems like portable devices is anyone's guess.
anyways, quick fix at her new place didn't work. I'm at home now and according to the pile of steaming turds that is the ISP's help site I need to make some kind of ID account so I can request her email to be fixed automatically and to do that I need to use another site to reset her email settings which....yes, you guessed it, sends her an email with the data. OR I can call the ISP's helldesk and they will send me the same data via snail mail because hell no will they fix it while I'm on the phone with them. Also, the ID thing needs her email as well. THE WHOLE SYSTEM IS DESIGNED AROUND THE HAPPY PATH
fucking fuuuuuuuck! *RAGE*![]()
So I'm down at the beach in the wifes Beetle, there's a not a quite big enough gap to our right for a car...an Indian family squeeze their Honda Jazz in, with all the windows down, shouting at each other in Hindu, the driver is just terrible, 3 goes he has, then casually crashes into my front wheel, gives me a hand up sorry, reverses and pulls his bumper strip off on the tyre.
I'm like..mate just stop, he ignores me to much shouting in the car, by this time a few people have stopped to watch.
He turns to me and says 'are you leaving?'.
I was a bit miffed at this point and said 'No, but I hope you are'.
bit aggressive, but what a tit.
He finally parks, but they can't open the doors, well they tried, and would have dented our door if I hadn't expected it and covered it with my hand which his wife smashed her door against.
She finally managed to squeeze her fat ass out, and without an apology or any shame sticks it right through my window so far I had to lean back in my seat.
The whole time shouting at each other in Hindu I guess.
The whole car park was watching by the end...Indians, they are like incompetent Italians.
I speak very excellent Hindu.
I speak very excellent Hindu.
It's like Hindi, but with religious words mixed in.