I'm 29. Solo founder from Brazil, based in Barcelona. Looking to connect with more marketers & indie hackers!

fell for the claude is shit propaganda and moved to astra now i need a second job to afford talking to a computer

se sigue minando bitcoin? sí. y hay una forma de tener una parte de esa producción sin comprar una sola máquina @EverValueCoin mina en paraguay y todo el bitcoin que saca lo guarda en una caja fuerte digital. por qué te puede servir: si tenés 100 eva hoy, dentro de un mes seguís teniendo 100. pero si las máquinas siguieron minando, esos mismos 100 eva representan una porción de una caja más grande el mes pasado la caja creció un 1,6% en bitcoin y nadie puede sacar ese bitcoin de ahí, ni el equipo. no existe la función asi que si tenés btc, yo le daría una mirada

I returned to the cafe that gave me caffeinated coffee instead of decaf to conduct some investigative work. Here is what we know. I entered the cafe on Sunday, Aug 30th at 2:06 pm. I took roughly 15 steps to the ordering station (see image below). A woman in her early 20s cheerfully greeted me. “How may I help you?” she inquired. “A decaf coffee please” I said, matching her lightness. “Do you want any milk?” she delivered with mastery. “No thank you” I said delicately to avoid offending her generous offer. “A name for the order?” “Bryan” “Ok, that will be $5.09” I then double clicked the right button on my phone and tapped the bluetooth device. Then, unexpectedly, this woman smiled, looked at the device I was holding in my other hand, and said “I like your walkie talkie”. This took me by surprise. She had deviated from the script and routine. What was I to make of this? She then flipped the payment screen around for signature and simultaneously turned away, as if to allow me to do my business in private. I scribbled nonsense onto the screen and was presented with a tip conundrum of $1, $2, and “Other”. What was I to do? She had clear mastery of her craft and had provided great service thus far. But I was suffering a debilitating aftershock from the surprise compliment and friendly engagement. $1 would be shameful. $2 seemed more appropriate. That would be a 39% tip for the sixty second encounter. But I am rich. Should I give more? Should I give all? An existential dilemma draped over me. My fingers dashed to touch $2 and end the spiral. I then walked to the opposite side of the cafe where the barista would be fulfilling the order and handed them my stainless steel cup. This was to avoid using the microplastic lined material they would have otherwise used. I’d brought with me a flask of warmed, freshly made macadamia nut milk. Before walking to the cafe, I had heated 8 oz of nut milk to 145°F, near the ceiling before plant proteins denature and aggregate and the emulsion destabilizes. The ten minute walk inside my insulated flask would keep it around 140°F and pair perfectly with the 185°F freshly brewed coffee. This would be my companion over the next few hours on this splendid Sunday afternoon. As I headed to leave the cafe, I ran into some friends and engaged in a lively conversation for four minutes. I wrapped the conversation and left the building for the coffee pick up location outside. My cup and the coffee were on a ledge with a paper order receipt below it. I picked up the cup and eyed the BPA-coated thermal paper receipt that unfortunately needed handling lest I litter. Such a moral dilemma. In this ethical deliberation, I forgot to check the receipt confirmed “decaf.” Rookie mistake. I walked home with the anticipatory delight of savoring the first touch with my lips. I’d wait until at my desk, fingers on the keyboard, music in the ears and upright posture. Then the sipping began. It was glorious. At 5:43 pm I messaged Kate “the nap worked, I’m still going strong”. Earlier in the day I’d told Kate my plan was to complete 10 hours of deep, focused work. It was Sunday, my calendar was open and it was a unique opportunity to work in an interruption free stretch. To do this, my plan was to take a mid-day nap to refresh myself. So earlier that day, at 12:12 pm, I’d taken a 31 minute nap with 94% efficiency. I woke up feeling refreshed. Recently I’d been dipping with fatigue in the 2-4 pm window. Likely because I’ve been waking up at 4 am and completing an intense five hour morning routine (exercise, sauna, IHHT/HBOT) and then working 10 hours straight, until 7 pm. The nap did work. Turns out, I also made the mistake of attributing my caffeine high to my nap. Fatal. I finished work and began my wind down routine. I laid down in bed at 8:01 pm and only then did I realize I had a problem. Whereas normally I’d fall asleep within 2-3 minutes, something was off. My mind was wired and buzzing. There was no way I was going to fall asleep. Not having had caffeine in years, I tossed and turned all night, creating a subjective feeling that I was awake all night. Was this a mistake, a prank or a crime? Noise > yesterday, I returned to the cafe with a sound meter > the cafe’s background noise sat around 75 dBA > I replicated my order voice volume. It was 72 dBA > The person behind the counter is 3 feet in distance > this created a -3 dB signal to noise ratio > you can hear low-frequency vowel volume > but high-frequency consonant clarity drops off > even with healthy hearing between 1,000-4,000 Hz > “a decaf coffee” and “a cup of coffee” could sound nearly identical Ordering mistakes > I took a picture of the order screen (see image above) > that they use to input the order > the caffeinated/ decaffeinated buttons are adjacent > buttons are large enough a finger mishap is unlikely > the failure point here is a “capture error” > both buttons say “brewed” > therefore size/color do nothing to offset autopilot error > order error rate in a cafe is around 1 in every 8 orders > afternoon mistakes (when I was there) most common > there is also a possibility that the barista making the coffee messed up the order, or pranked me Recognizability and prank > given my social media presence, there is a ~55% likelihood that she recognized me > she could have thought "lol, this is going to be funny" Given this, what do you think happened?