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2023.03.21 18:47 Colt_Leasure I stayed at the Cecil Hotel.
The Stay On Main hotel, referred to by its former title of the Cecil, stood tall before me. Its brown brick front loomed. I walked through the main entranceway with my suitcase in hand.
I made my way into the empty lobby and approached the front desk. The inside had glossy black and white tile flooring. Stanchions with red ropes led to the check-in counter.
The clerk looked up at me from his phone with a side-eyed glance. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. He resembled a surfer more than he did a night manager.
“I’m looking to stay here for a week,” I said as I handed him a wad of cash.
“This is an affordable housing unit for the homeless,” he said. “You’re well dressed and have an Irish accent. I’m guessing you’re a journalist or documentary filmmaker. Either way, it wouldn’t feel right to let you stay here when you can afford somewhere else. You’d be taking up space someone of greater need could use.”
“This should erase guilt,” I said as I handed him another stack of hundreds.
The man accepted the bribe and stuffed it in his shirt pocket. He then slid a room key over to me after I gave him a false name and a credit card that did not belong to me. He mentioned the complimentary breakfast available in the morning.
“I’m Scottish by the way,” I corrected him as I made my way onto the elevator.
There were fifteen floors and my room was on the fifth. I pressed the button. The sounds of the creaking wires holding the platform stable reverberated above.
It dinged and let me off. I went down the hallway, which had wooden ground and drab white-painted walls.
I entered my room and saw it was not much better than the corridor. There were a few places I had stayed at with my wife around Loch Lomond far above such a decrepit den as this.
The first thing I saw was the view of skid row outside. Its wandering figures resembled the madhouse painting by Goya. Street lights, neon, and litter were everywhere.
The desk drawer had the to-be-expected Bible. Shock coursed through me as I saw the completed works of Alfred Tennyson next to it. A highlighted passage got my attention:
‘and this gray spirit yearning in desire to follow knowledge
like a sinking star, beyond the utmost bound of human thought.’
It was well-known that Tennyson was a part of my agency when the organization was first founded.
I laid my piece of luggage on the bed and opened it. I took out a leather-bound journal, an EVP recorder, external microphones, and a few mini cameras. I placed the items in each corner.
I waited and retrieved my ledger. I scribbled about my findings later in the morning.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 16th AT 0439 HOURS:
There is a streak of blood underneath my mattress. It is faint, very old, and would not even be noticeable to the average eye due to its faded quality. I would not have found it had I not spotted and attempted to kill a roach that scurried across the carpet. The insect has disappeared. I presume it to have fallen between the cracks into another dreary unit below. I have not observed strange or unusual sounds within my space in particular. I have not seen any visions, ethereal or cerebral, which would sound any alarms. Screaming, honking horns, and drunken babbling seep through the boundaries. The wind seemed to flow through the rafters at an unusual pace around those noises. By that, I mean it whistles a song of its own in perfect rhythm.
*
I awoke the next day to the sound of my phone. It was the landline in the room. I answered it and pressed the receiver to my ear in a groggy state, entangling my neck in the wire.
“Meet me at the Civilization Cafe,” a familiar woman’s voice said. My response would have been irrelevant since it was an order and not a question. I placed it back on the hook and managed to get out of bed.
I showered, dressed, and made the walk to the coffee shop.
Dani sat outside with a steaming mug in hand. She did not acknowledge me with anything more than a quick nod as I took a seat across from her. She scanned her surroundings to make sure no one was within earshot.
“Why did you rent the place for a week?” Dani asked between sips. “We agreed on one night.”
“You know why,” I said. I tried to remind myself to remain assertive without being hot-tempered. I did not want a write-up for insubordination.
“We need you to find out what’s wrong with this place," she said. "Report your findings soon. Otherwise, what happened to the last occupants could very well occur to the next civilian.”
“Please don’t put pressure on me like that,” I said. “Catching a poltergeist in a place with so much suffering is almost impossible. It's like summoning the ancients and asking them about the order of their calamities.”
“Could you at least streamline it by sending us emails instead of relying on a pen and notebook?” Dani’s voice became an aggressive whisper. “We’re getting tired of hiring an administrator to sort out your papers. Keeping your intelligence on point is a full-time job.”
“Writing it out by hand gives me a closer connection to the source material. I have to trust my way, or I’ll make mistakes by breaking my habits. You wouldn’t want that.”
She looked down the road. She finished her drink, slung her purse over her shoulder, stood, and pushed her chair in.
“Stay safe,” she said as she walked to a black cherry-painted Honda parked near the sidewalk. "Take care, Graham."
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 17th AT 0345 HOURS:
There has been one odd synchronicity after another. My window, accumulated so much mist that I reasoned it must have been pouring. Of course, it was bright out. Some of my filming devices have readjusted without me having touched them since set up. The towel rack in my restroom bent at its center. I guarantee it was not that way beforehand. I have taken this as a lesson to take photographs of every square inch of the place. This is for future reference in my studies. After observing these anomalies, my body fell into a lethargic sensation. I was reading a book titled The Origins of the World’s mythologies by EJ Michael Witzel before it fell out of my hands. As sleep enveloped me, something tendril-like moved in my periphery. It disappeared when I tried to stare at the illusions. I fell off of my mattress after having a nightmare of a lion chasing me through the Serengeti. I hit the floor. I looked to the side and saw a fog creep through the small crack at the bottom of my door. I went to investigate where this was coming from. I did not see anything as the remnants of the precipitation evaporated completely. In the hallway was an orange feline. She scampered away into a grimy stairwell.
*
I walked outside after I finished the report. I stepped into my rented vehicle and drove to a liquor store to pick out a bottle of whiskey. There were so many evenings when I was comfortable in my sobriety. This was no longer one of them. I had an uncontrollable urge to drown myself in the brown liquid that had been a scar on my life for so long.
I passed by a few markets that were teeming with too many suspicious people outside to risk going in. It took a while until I found one that was quiet and clean.
I went across the parking lot and saw a mural of Venice beach on the wall. It brought back memories of walking along the sands of Prestwick, with Lynsey.
Her eyes were emerald and her hair was darker than any cave I had explored in my youth. We had met at the Old College Bar in Glasgow at an age we kept secret from the bartenders with our fake IDs. We had a competition to see whose fraudulent driver's license was the most convincing.
I do not remember if I fell in love with her at first sight. I do recall being in disbelief that she even bothered to give me the time of her day. I can remember kissing her for the first time. The scent of her blossom honey perfume lit my body up.
I snapped out of my reminiscences and purchased a bottle of Glennmorangie blue label.
I was back at the Cecil in minutes. I imbibed two highballs and passed out. My tolerance level had weakened compared to the binging of my younger days. When I awoke, I analyzed what had occurred in the room during my sleep.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 18th AT 0116 HOURS:
I am feeling hungover but alert. My 450-milliliter friend is half gone, but I am seeing straight right now without any problems. In other words, I am sober with a grudge. I hope my Supervisors at the Providence agency will forgive my conduct on the job. I do not believe they will blame me. A cobalt-hued smoke emanated from one of the corners. Jazz music is playing around me, whereas it never has before for the duration of my stay. It sounds so old and improvised. The notes are as unfamiliar to me as they would be to a new listener in the Flapper era. Worst of all is how out-of-tune it sounds. My tub has overfilled itself with brackish water. I have not even bathed yet, so I know that was not by my hand. A piece of the footage shows a silhouette moving across the room. Before it reaches my sleeping body, the camera lens shattered.
*
I ran out of pages and my hand cramped. I wrote new entries within the margins. I also started to hear things other than old tunes from a bygone era.
Human wails seeped in, each one more agonized than the last. Within a few minutes, I differentiated how there were two different voices. One male, the other a woman. I attempted to record them, but it was useless. All my mics picked up were static and the hum of the air conditioner, despite how they plagued my ears like tinnitus.
I lit a circle of candles and created a makeshift altar in the center of the room. I drew the circle with salt. I sat in the lotus position, closed my eyes, and endeavored to remain open to any visions. Seances were always my last resort.
I fell into a dream. I saw a couple, both from the decade of prohibition. They were lounging in the same room as me. The man had a copy of the completed work of Alfred Tennyson in his hands.
It all seemed like a peaceful scene until an argument commenced between the two. The man retrieved a blade from his vest and advanced toward her. He stabbed her. She turned the knife on him by gripping the sharp edge in her palms and hoisting it towards his midsection. He tried to claw towards the door, but failed and instead made his way under the bed.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 19th AT 0026 HOURS:
I now realize I have not met my intended goal. I was hoping to receive some answers why my wife took her own life in this place. Instead, I came in contact with a murdered couple from the 1920s. They killed one another, but the woman acted in self-defense. Following research, I have learned the female is an ancestor of my departed wife, Lynsey. They share the same name. Her family immigrated here in the 1850s. She had mentioned this to me over dinner on more than one occasion. I never knew they had made their way here, to the exact spot I am sitting.
I am grateful to these organizations for allowing me to make an effort at settling this matter. I hope I have completed my duties with integrity. Unfortunately, I was unable to contact her. I will revisit this place one day soon since I have no intention of giving up.
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I made my way into the empty lobby and approached the front desk. The inside had glossy black and white tile flooring. Stanchions with red ropes led to the check-in counter.
The clerk looked up at me from his phone with a side-eyed glance. He had wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. He resembled a surfer more than he did a night manager.
“I’m looking to stay here for a week,” I said as I handed him a wad of cash.
“This is an affordable housing unit for the homeless,” he said. “You’re well dressed and have an Irish accent. I’m guessing you’re a journalist or documentary filmmaker. Either way, it wouldn’t feel right to let you stay here when you can afford somewhere else. You’d be taking up space someone of greater need could use.”
“This should erase guilt,” I said as I handed him another stack of hundreds.
The man accepted the bribe and stuffed it in his shirt pocket. He then slid a room key over to me after I gave him a false name and a credit card that did not belong to me. He mentioned the complimentary breakfast available in the morning.
“I’m Scottish by the way,” I corrected him as I made my way onto the elevator.
There were fifteen floors and my room was on the fifth. I pressed the button. The sounds of the creaking wires holding the platform stable reverberated above.
It dinged and let me off. I went down the hallway, which had wooden ground and drab white-painted walls.
I entered my room and saw it was not much better than the corridor. There were a few places I had stayed at with my wife around Loch Lomond far above such a decrepit den as this.
The first thing I saw was the view of skid row outside. Its wandering figures resembled the madhouse painting by Goya. Street lights, neon, and litter were everywhere.
The desk drawer had the to-be-expected Bible. Shock coursed through me as I saw the completed works of Alfred Tennyson next to it. A highlighted passage got my attention:
‘and this gray spirit yearning in desire to follow knowledge
like a sinking star, beyond the utmost bound of human thought.’
It was well-known that Tennyson was a part of my agency when the organization was first founded.
I laid my piece of luggage on the bed and opened it. I took out a leather-bound journal, an EVP recorder, external microphones, and a few mini cameras. I placed the items in each corner.
I waited and retrieved my ledger. I scribbled about my findings later in the morning.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 16th AT 0439 HOURS:
There is a streak of blood underneath my mattress. It is faint, very old, and would not even be noticeable to the average eye due to its faded quality. I would not have found it had I not spotted and attempted to kill a roach that scurried across the carpet. The insect has disappeared. I presume it to have fallen between the cracks into another dreary unit below. I have not observed strange or unusual sounds within my space in particular. I have not seen any visions, ethereal or cerebral, which would sound any alarms. Screaming, honking horns, and drunken babbling seep through the boundaries. The wind seemed to flow through the rafters at an unusual pace around those noises. By that, I mean it whistles a song of its own in perfect rhythm.
*
I awoke the next day to the sound of my phone. It was the landline in the room. I answered it and pressed the receiver to my ear in a groggy state, entangling my neck in the wire.
“Meet me at the Civilization Cafe,” a familiar woman’s voice said. My response would have been irrelevant since it was an order and not a question. I placed it back on the hook and managed to get out of bed.
I showered, dressed, and made the walk to the coffee shop.
Dani sat outside with a steaming mug in hand. She did not acknowledge me with anything more than a quick nod as I took a seat across from her. She scanned her surroundings to make sure no one was within earshot.
“Why did you rent the place for a week?” Dani asked between sips. “We agreed on one night.”
“You know why,” I said. I tried to remind myself to remain assertive without being hot-tempered. I did not want a write-up for insubordination.
“We need you to find out what’s wrong with this place," she said. "Report your findings soon. Otherwise, what happened to the last occupants could very well occur to the next civilian.”
“Please don’t put pressure on me like that,” I said. “Catching a poltergeist in a place with so much suffering is almost impossible. It's like summoning the ancients and asking them about the order of their calamities.”
“Could you at least streamline it by sending us emails instead of relying on a pen and notebook?” Dani’s voice became an aggressive whisper. “We’re getting tired of hiring an administrator to sort out your papers. Keeping your intelligence on point is a full-time job.”
“Writing it out by hand gives me a closer connection to the source material. I have to trust my way, or I’ll make mistakes by breaking my habits. You wouldn’t want that.”
She looked down the road. She finished her drink, slung her purse over her shoulder, stood, and pushed her chair in.
“Stay safe,” she said as she walked to a black cherry-painted Honda parked near the sidewalk. "Take care, Graham."
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 17th AT 0345 HOURS:
There has been one odd synchronicity after another. My window, accumulated so much mist that I reasoned it must have been pouring. Of course, it was bright out. Some of my filming devices have readjusted without me having touched them since set up. The towel rack in my restroom bent at its center. I guarantee it was not that way beforehand. I have taken this as a lesson to take photographs of every square inch of the place. This is for future reference in my studies. After observing these anomalies, my body fell into a lethargic sensation. I was reading a book titled The Origins of the World’s mythologies by EJ Michael Witzel before it fell out of my hands. As sleep enveloped me, something tendril-like moved in my periphery. It disappeared when I tried to stare at the illusions. I fell off of my mattress after having a nightmare of a lion chasing me through the Serengeti. I hit the floor. I looked to the side and saw a fog creep through the small crack at the bottom of my door. I went to investigate where this was coming from. I did not see anything as the remnants of the precipitation evaporated completely. In the hallway was an orange feline. She scampered away into a grimy stairwell.
*
I walked outside after I finished the report. I stepped into my rented vehicle and drove to a liquor store to pick out a bottle of whiskey. There were so many evenings when I was comfortable in my sobriety. This was no longer one of them. I had an uncontrollable urge to drown myself in the brown liquid that had been a scar on my life for so long.
I passed by a few markets that were teeming with too many suspicious people outside to risk going in. It took a while until I found one that was quiet and clean.
I went across the parking lot and saw a mural of Venice beach on the wall. It brought back memories of walking along the sands of Prestwick, with Lynsey.
Her eyes were emerald and her hair was darker than any cave I had explored in my youth. We had met at the Old College Bar in Glasgow at an age we kept secret from the bartenders with our fake IDs. We had a competition to see whose fraudulent driver's license was the most convincing.
I do not remember if I fell in love with her at first sight. I do recall being in disbelief that she even bothered to give me the time of her day. I can remember kissing her for the first time. The scent of her blossom honey perfume lit my body up.
I snapped out of my reminiscences and purchased a bottle of Glennmorangie blue label.
I was back at the Cecil in minutes. I imbibed two highballs and passed out. My tolerance level had weakened compared to the binging of my younger days. When I awoke, I analyzed what had occurred in the room during my sleep.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 18th AT 0116 HOURS:
I am feeling hungover but alert. My 450-milliliter friend is half gone, but I am seeing straight right now without any problems. In other words, I am sober with a grudge. I hope my Supervisors at the Providence agency will forgive my conduct on the job. I do not believe they will blame me. A cobalt-hued smoke emanated from one of the corners. Jazz music is playing around me, whereas it never has before for the duration of my stay. It sounds so old and improvised. The notes are as unfamiliar to me as they would be to a new listener in the Flapper era. Worst of all is how out-of-tune it sounds. My tub has overfilled itself with brackish water. I have not even bathed yet, so I know that was not by my hand. A piece of the footage shows a silhouette moving across the room. Before it reaches my sleeping body, the camera lens shattered.
*
I ran out of pages and my hand cramped. I wrote new entries within the margins. I also started to hear things other than old tunes from a bygone era.
Human wails seeped in, each one more agonized than the last. Within a few minutes, I differentiated how there were two different voices. One male, the other a woman. I attempted to record them, but it was useless. All my mics picked up were static and the hum of the air conditioner, despite how they plagued my ears like tinnitus.
I lit a circle of candles and created a makeshift altar in the center of the room. I drew the circle with salt. I sat in the lotus position, closed my eyes, and endeavored to remain open to any visions. Seances were always my last resort.
I fell into a dream. I saw a couple, both from the decade of prohibition. They were lounging in the same room as me. The man had a copy of the completed work of Alfred Tennyson in his hands.
It all seemed like a peaceful scene until an argument commenced between the two. The man retrieved a blade from his vest and advanced toward her. He stabbed her. She turned the knife on him by gripping the sharp edge in her palms and hoisting it towards his midsection. He tried to claw towards the door, but failed and instead made his way under the bed.
EXCERPTS FROM FIELD NOTES/SURVEILLANCE MONITORING, FEBRUARY 19th AT 0026 HOURS:
I now realize I have not met my intended goal. I was hoping to receive some answers why my wife took her own life in this place. Instead, I came in contact with a murdered couple from the 1920s. They killed one another, but the woman acted in self-defense. Following research, I have learned the female is an ancestor of my departed wife, Lynsey. They share the same name. Her family immigrated here in the 1850s. She had mentioned this to me over dinner on more than one occasion. I never knew they had made their way here, to the exact spot I am sitting.
I am grateful to these organizations for allowing me to make an effort at settling this matter. I hope I have completed my duties with integrity. Unfortunately, I was unable to contact her. I will revisit this place one day soon since I have no intention of giving up.
2023.03.21 18:47 Gallacticwater What should I do?
Hello, I (20F) am starting college at Keiser University in May. For my major I’m going going to be doing medical assisting. I’m not exactly passionate about medical assisting but it’s a job that’ll pay the bills. My parents are retired veterans who are disabled so I basically get college for free so long as it’s a public school. I know it’s an amazing opportunity that others work their asses off for and it’s wasted on me. I’m not really the college type. I’m not much of an academic. I usually got decent grades in middle and high school but nothing the vast majority of colleges want. However, I’m not going to let my opportunity go to waste. I previously went to a community college online but I hated it and it was terrible for my mental health. I got a D in one of my classes so if a public school were to have taken me based on my high school gpa, they definitely won’t now so Keiser is really my only option. I try to tell my parents that but they don’t understand. I couldn’t do it in person because I can’t drive and my parents already take me to work. The thing about Keiser is that it’s a private school. Thankfully my mom had some other way for my school to be covered but it’s only for ten months. She said something about there being 30,000 dollars I can use (not her money) but each semester is 11,000 so that would only cover two maybe three months if I get a scholarship. That would only be a year of school when medical assisting is an associates degree which is two years. When I initially applied for Keiser they told me there was student apartments that had a bus route to Keiser but when I asked about it they basically told me to look for apartments. So I just have to hope that there’s a bus route to the school from where I end up living and none of the apartments I’ve been looking at are walkable. Usually when applying for apartments you have to have a job and prove a source of income. I do have a job but it’s not in the city I’m going to school in. My mom has offered to pay rent for my apartment (she makes plenty of money to do this) which is great but I don’t know how I’ll prove that to the person taking my application. Yes, she could just own the apartment but as much as I love my mom I’m not sure about her having that much control over me. I’ve looked for a person who has an apartment already and has a room for me to rent but no luck. I’m thinking about switching my major over to general studies that way I can get a year in at Keiser and work towards good grades that way I could potentially transfer to a public university. Also, a very important factor is that my insurance is cut off at 21 if I’m not in college. I posted on Snapchat asking if anyone knows someone who needs a roommate in Tallahassee, FL and my friend swiped up and said she needs one where she lives in Akron, OH and honestly I’d love to live with her. When she texted me I asked myself what I really want to do and I said live with my friend and get a full time job. Although, I don’t know how that would work because I can’t drive myself to work. Plus, it doesn’t really matter what I what because the free college and insurance make it so I don’t have a choice. Let me know what I should do. I hope I don’t sound like a spoiled brat complaining about things that not everyone gets a chance to have.
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2023.03.21 18:46 RayDonovanBoston Goodbye old friend!
Ben is a mix breed between Pekingese and Brazilian terrier. He would’ve been 15 years old in May.
I had him since he was 2 months old and he was my first pet.
We’ve traveled across the Europe a lot, on a plane, ferries, cars…I got married and my wife got the two of us in package. Then we traveled again…a lot.
Then daughter came on this world 7 years ago, he was there with her when we’ve brought her home and sleeping by her side, then we traveled again three of us.
Then our son came to this world 4 years ago, and he was there too, by his side and sleeping by their beds and we traveled a lot again, four of us.
Ben recently developed tumor on his left kidney and in his mouth, and he declined last week a lot. He bled in entire house from his mouth, and rushed him to our vet last week Friday. They managed to stabilise him a bit, however his red blood cells are critically low and white blood cells are off the charts.
He declined so fast, it’s unreal. Vets suggested that we could do a surgery however due to his age and blood results, chances that he wouldn’t make it after the surgery are very high.
Even though being selfish and not wanting to let him go, and after another chat with vet today, we decided to let him go and give him peaceful transition today.
Heartbroken, soul crushed and crying, I cannot let him go even though we have to.
I took Ben home today from vet so entire family can say goodbye, cuddle with him, kiss him and say farewell to our trusted friend and family member.
Ben, I loved you for your whole life and I’ll miss you for the rest of mine.
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I had him since he was 2 months old and he was my first pet.
We’ve traveled across the Europe a lot, on a plane, ferries, cars…I got married and my wife got the two of us in package. Then we traveled again…a lot.
Then daughter came on this world 7 years ago, he was there with her when we’ve brought her home and sleeping by her side, then we traveled again three of us.
Then our son came to this world 4 years ago, and he was there too, by his side and sleeping by their beds and we traveled a lot again, four of us.
Ben recently developed tumor on his left kidney and in his mouth, and he declined last week a lot. He bled in entire house from his mouth, and rushed him to our vet last week Friday. They managed to stabilise him a bit, however his red blood cells are critically low and white blood cells are off the charts.
He declined so fast, it’s unreal. Vets suggested that we could do a surgery however due to his age and blood results, chances that he wouldn’t make it after the surgery are very high.
Even though being selfish and not wanting to let him go, and after another chat with vet today, we decided to let him go and give him peaceful transition today.
Heartbroken, soul crushed and crying, I cannot let him go even though we have to.
I took Ben home today from vet so entire family can say goodbye, cuddle with him, kiss him and say farewell to our trusted friend and family member.
Ben, I loved you for your whole life and I’ll miss you for the rest of mine.
2023.03.21 18:46 ThrowRA67589 My (25F) friend (26F) gets mad if I spend time with my BF.
TLDR: My friend gets upset with me whenever I spend time with my boyfriend, regardless of whether or not I've been spending alone time with her. I want to know how I can keep her happy without sacrificing my own happiness.
This is a pretty long one and potentially quite convoluted, apologies in advance, I just need to get it all out for it to really make sense. I (25F) have been friends with Amy (26F) for about 6 years. For the first couple of years that we knew each other I was dating a pretty horrible guy, Mike. Amy often used to get upset with me when I spent time with Mike. Amy didn't like Mike and Mike never really liked Amy. It made things really difficult because I always felt like I was upsetting someone, if I spent time with Mike, Amy would get mad at me, if I spent time with Amy, Mike would get mad. I always chalked up Amy getting mad at me for spending time with Mike to being about the fact that he was horrible towards me and she didn't support the relationship. Which although I hated that Amy always got upset with me, I never really dealt with it because I thought it was coming from a place of love.
I broke up with Mike and moved on and my friendship with Amy went back to normal with little to no issues. We even moved in together. Amy started dating Kyle and although at first I felt a bit alone being single and getting used to the fact that Amy now spent most of her time with her boyfriend, I made the effort to become friends with Kyle and hung out with the two of them together. I then started dating James who has been so kind and amazing to me. Everything felt good until Amy and Kyle broke up.
Amy has once again started getting upset with me more and more frequently without really telling me why unless I continuously ask. I had a hunch it was because she is now single and doesn't want to be alone, and I am splitting my time between her and James. I try to spend alone time with her and not spend all my free time with James, but I find that even though I'm doing this, whenever I get back from spending the night at James she is always slightly passive aggressive and cold towards me. She also often says no whenever I invite her to things at James' house or to even cook and have a meal together or watch movies together when Jame's is at ours. James has noticed the tension and has even brought up how he's worried that he is unintentionally putting me between a rock and a hard place when he invites me over and doesn't want me to feel like I need to choose him.
I got home from his place one evening and Amy and another friend Claire were getting dressed up, I asked where they were headed and Amy said out for drinks and opted to not invite me, it was one thing when she sulked with me, but now that she's Mean-Girl-ing me I'm just so fed up. I don't think it is unusual for people our age to transition towards spending more time with their partners, but I do understand that I'm her friend and perhaps she's lonely, but I really do try to do things with just her and our other friends without James. But I feel like she hasn't made the effort to even be close with James the way I did with Kyle, I also feel like this emotional terrorism every time I get back from spending a night or two at James is such an overreaction and I just really want to know if other people have experienced this and how they deal with it. I'm so tired of feeling anxious when I spend more than one night at James, I'm tired of the cold shoulder and passive aggressiveness when I genuinely don't think that what I'm doing makes me a bad friend.
What do I do? I hate confrontation but I really can't repeat the years of feeling like I need to choose between my friend and my boyfriend, I don't want my boyfriend to feel like he's causing a rift in my friendship when he's done absolutely nothing wrong. I don't want to be made to feel shit anymore, how should I approach this?
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This is a pretty long one and potentially quite convoluted, apologies in advance, I just need to get it all out for it to really make sense. I (25F) have been friends with Amy (26F) for about 6 years. For the first couple of years that we knew each other I was dating a pretty horrible guy, Mike. Amy often used to get upset with me when I spent time with Mike. Amy didn't like Mike and Mike never really liked Amy. It made things really difficult because I always felt like I was upsetting someone, if I spent time with Mike, Amy would get mad at me, if I spent time with Amy, Mike would get mad. I always chalked up Amy getting mad at me for spending time with Mike to being about the fact that he was horrible towards me and she didn't support the relationship. Which although I hated that Amy always got upset with me, I never really dealt with it because I thought it was coming from a place of love.
I broke up with Mike and moved on and my friendship with Amy went back to normal with little to no issues. We even moved in together. Amy started dating Kyle and although at first I felt a bit alone being single and getting used to the fact that Amy now spent most of her time with her boyfriend, I made the effort to become friends with Kyle and hung out with the two of them together. I then started dating James who has been so kind and amazing to me. Everything felt good until Amy and Kyle broke up.
Amy has once again started getting upset with me more and more frequently without really telling me why unless I continuously ask. I had a hunch it was because she is now single and doesn't want to be alone, and I am splitting my time between her and James. I try to spend alone time with her and not spend all my free time with James, but I find that even though I'm doing this, whenever I get back from spending the night at James she is always slightly passive aggressive and cold towards me. She also often says no whenever I invite her to things at James' house or to even cook and have a meal together or watch movies together when Jame's is at ours. James has noticed the tension and has even brought up how he's worried that he is unintentionally putting me between a rock and a hard place when he invites me over and doesn't want me to feel like I need to choose him.
I got home from his place one evening and Amy and another friend Claire were getting dressed up, I asked where they were headed and Amy said out for drinks and opted to not invite me, it was one thing when she sulked with me, but now that she's Mean-Girl-ing me I'm just so fed up. I don't think it is unusual for people our age to transition towards spending more time with their partners, but I do understand that I'm her friend and perhaps she's lonely, but I really do try to do things with just her and our other friends without James. But I feel like she hasn't made the effort to even be close with James the way I did with Kyle, I also feel like this emotional terrorism every time I get back from spending a night or two at James is such an overreaction and I just really want to know if other people have experienced this and how they deal with it. I'm so tired of feeling anxious when I spend more than one night at James, I'm tired of the cold shoulder and passive aggressiveness when I genuinely don't think that what I'm doing makes me a bad friend.
What do I do? I hate confrontation but I really can't repeat the years of feeling like I need to choose between my friend and my boyfriend, I don't want my boyfriend to feel like he's causing a rift in my friendship when he's done absolutely nothing wrong. I don't want to be made to feel shit anymore, how should I approach this?
2023.03.21 18:46 Blumushy How do I make a curved ramp?
 | So I want to make a house that I've dreamt of recently and I very specifically want a curved road that leads up to the house, but I cant find anything that lets me make it go up in a long slow manner AND also meet the end lines? Please I'm begging for any solutions submitted by Blumushy to Bloxburg [link] [comments] heres the layout of the road |
2023.03.21 18:45 jessica_byerly Restless boy
My boy is not neutered yet and is 5 months old. I work from home. We have had the same routine for the passes three months. We live in a rural area on a farm. This week our neighbors have started logging, so we have big equipment in the area. Since they showed up, he has been completely restless. Wondering around the house, barking, not satisfied. Just completely not his normal self. He is stressed I can tell. They will be here for two to three months. Any suggestions? He hears them and immediately goes into protector mode.
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2023.03.21 18:45 H3FF3RS Landlord Skipped Gas Checks and just posted the certificate through Stepsons door.
Today, my stepsons gas system has been condemned due to a leak under the floorboards. This is a ramshackled private property, leased to him through a company in the midlands called P3. He is classed as vulnerable due to Autism and has been failed horribly at every turn when trying to communicate with this company and also the owner of the house. NO yearly gas check has been performed in the near 2 years he has been in the property, yet the Landlord posted the yearly certificate thru his door. Also, the representative from P3 (Leasing the property from the landlord to re-lease) He is currently on route to the local A&E in the back of an ambulance, having called them himself, due to worries about his own health (breathing difficulties, headache, dizziness) I`m unsure which way to turn right now as we are gearing up to travel to the hospital.
I suppose what i need is a little advice on which way to approach this from and where to go. The failings of this company (P3) and the Landlord run so much deeper than just this, It was supposed to be supported living for vulnerable individuals, the actions of both these parties sounds to me, borderline criminal and with recent Gas explosions and deaths on the news i feel we have narrowly averted serious harm to him.
Plz Internet. Advise
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I suppose what i need is a little advice on which way to approach this from and where to go. The failings of this company (P3) and the Landlord run so much deeper than just this, It was supposed to be supported living for vulnerable individuals, the actions of both these parties sounds to me, borderline criminal and with recent Gas explosions and deaths on the news i feel we have narrowly averted serious harm to him.
Plz Internet. Advise
2023.03.21 18:45 lost-kapibarasan Book written by a drifter in America about his life
It's a book written by a guy about his life living in America being a drifter. I think it's meant to be autobiographical although I imagine it's very embellished.
The book was published by some anarchist book company.
He travels America, sometimes on his own, sometimes with a friend. They have no job and no money, they survive by either dumpster diving, charity or stealing stuff.
He travels by either hitchhiking or sneaking onto trains and stuff.
They sometimes sleep in abandoned buildings, sometimes they meet people who let them stay in their house for a short time.
I remember at one stage the guy and his friend meet these girls and stay at their house, but then the next day he gets really judgy about the girls smoking weed and leaves. He's really snarky about their beed curtains.
Ar one stage they sneak into a concert or a music festival by pretending to be staff.
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The book was published by some anarchist book company.
He travels America, sometimes on his own, sometimes with a friend. They have no job and no money, they survive by either dumpster diving, charity or stealing stuff.
He travels by either hitchhiking or sneaking onto trains and stuff.
They sometimes sleep in abandoned buildings, sometimes they meet people who let them stay in their house for a short time.
I remember at one stage the guy and his friend meet these girls and stay at their house, but then the next day he gets really judgy about the girls smoking weed and leaves. He's really snarky about their beed curtains.
Ar one stage they sneak into a concert or a music festival by pretending to be staff.
2023.03.21 18:45 Command-Desperate UK Law - Domestic CCTV
Got a question RE CCTV Camera on Communal Areas.
Someone had been using our bins for approx. 6 months, so setup a small CCTV attached to a server. Spoke to the ICC and they said as long as I abide by GDPR I should be fine. Keeping video for 2 days then deletion, unless I notice something, then its archived for 30 days.
Council have come around and said I cannot use CCTV as its pointing to communal Area... We are in a Block of Flats 6 in the block.
I have to submit alterations form to the council, which will be retrospectively sent in. Anyone had any issues with Councils, the Housing Officer just phoned and said the decision would ultimately be up to them (Council) if I can keep it up
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Someone had been using our bins for approx. 6 months, so setup a small CCTV attached to a server. Spoke to the ICC and they said as long as I abide by GDPR I should be fine. Keeping video for 2 days then deletion, unless I notice something, then its archived for 30 days.
Council have come around and said I cannot use CCTV as its pointing to communal Area... We are in a Block of Flats 6 in the block.
I have to submit alterations form to the council, which will be retrospectively sent in. Anyone had any issues with Councils, the Housing Officer just phoned and said the decision would ultimately be up to them (Council) if I can keep it up
2023.03.21 18:45 ekalmusLA Funny, Modern, Character-Driven Fiction or Romance
Recently, I've found a love for fun-loving, funNY, modern books that just generally make me laugh and giggle because the characters are written in a way that makes me relate, understand, or sympathize (depending on what way you look at it!). They're not my usual go-to genre (I'm a fantasy-lover, through and through), but this little space of something new is one I want to explore a bit more.
Recent favorites I've read have been:
Can anyone recommend some other novels similar to the slice-of-life but not too heavy (in fact, will be funny) character-driven novels I've listed above?
Bonus points if bookshops and/or small towns are a major plot point/location/center of the story!
Thank you in advance!
Edit: Spelling errors
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Recent favorites I've read have been:
- The Unhoneymooners by Christina Lauren
- Book Lovers by Emily Henry (which is ironic because I was not a huge fan of the one other book I read by her, Beach Read)
- Every Summer After by Carley Fortune
- A Man Called Ove by Fredrik Backman (and also Anxious People by him as well - I'm working through his works as we speak)
- Legends & Lattes by Travis Baldree
- The House in the Cerulean Sea by T.J. Klune
- The Very Secret Society of Irregular Witches by Sangu Mandanna
Can anyone recommend some other novels similar to the slice-of-life but not too heavy (in fact, will be funny) character-driven novels I've listed above?
Bonus points if bookshops and/or small towns are a major plot point/location/center of the story!
Thank you in advance!
Edit: Spelling errors
2023.03.21 18:44 mobaisland I have a difficult to make job change problem
Hi guys,
It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
submitted by mobaisland to careeradvice [link] [comments]
It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
2023.03.21 18:44 Jaded_Penny Venue for team gathering
We have three volleyball teams coming into Regina for Nationals in May. Unfortunately our hotel doesn’t have a space where we can gather for a meal so I’m looking for a venue that we could rent, bring in food and drinks. Very casual, don’t need anything fancy or pricey. Welcome all suggestions please!
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2023.03.21 18:44 lava_saucy Am I overreacting due to childhood trauma?
I (40F) have 4 kids (21, 13, 5, & 4) and grew up with a fairly tumultuous childhood. My mom, for the most part was decent, but always put men before us, and things got sketchy for a few years. I left home at 15, and never went back. FF to the last few years, I built a good life, although divorced and remarried, hence the start over with young kids. My mom has a different bf (over 10 years) but is still fairly the same, he rules her world. I've known him since I was a child, my kiddos think of him as papa. When it came time for my kids to start daycare, we only needed it for 2 days a week, my mom stepped in and said she could help. It's been a few years, and we've had a few disagreements, but overall she's been helpful and the kids LOVE their grandma days. My 5 year old is in K, and 4 yeallr old in preschool 2 days a week, both kids have half day hours. So she will pick them up from school, and myself or spouse will pick them up from her house. Again, the kids LOVE grandma, she's fun, spoils the hell out of them, etc. She annoys me, because she gives the kids cookies or brownies for lunch, or doesn't have them clean up their own messes, generally minimal stuff. All was well, until I was in the car yesterday with them and they said they were at the park with grandma and the dog, when papa got off work and picked them up and took them home. My daughter asked when she could ride in the car like she did in papa's truck. I inquired what she ment and she said with just a seat belt. No more carseats. She said she sat in the middle with just a lap belt. I confirmed with my son, that they drove from the park, back to their house (they walked to the park) without carseats. It's not a long distance, maybe a half a mile, but it is on a fairly busy street, with stop signs and such. A street often with accidents. Just last week we saw a sedan on its roof. I called my mother, and she confirmed what the kids had told me. I simply told her, never again. Afterwards I broke down, she put them in such a dangerous situation. We, kids, spouse, myself, trusted her to take caution and care with my babies. And she was reckless. I text her later and told her I needed time and space, and that I wouldn't need her to watch the kids anymore. She, and their papa text me, apologizing and saying it wouldn't happen again. But l am questioning everything. Am I overreacting? Sorry this is a novel, I tried to keep it short/sweet, but also give details.
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2023.03.21 18:44 WiseGrundy Should I repair my car or buy a new one?
Current car: requires 700$ worth of repairs. 2010 Dodge Caravan rebuilt title, 320KM, multiple ongoing issues (heating not reliable and A/C not working, requires monthly coolant top off, etc.) in the last 6 months, I’ve spent >500$ in repairs.
My situation: I’m a medical student with no income. I’m not expecting a salary until July of 2024 which will be approximately 4,000/month net. Debt: $32,000 interest-free until 2024 (from tuition- no CC/car payments) Assets: $24,000 savings in cash mainly used for rent/expenses/tuition. $75,000 invested in TFSA/RRSP. (Goal of invested $ is mainly for a condo down payment and/or wedding expenses in the next year).
I’m also approved for a 350k LOC @ prime-0.25% to pay for tuition and living during medical school. I haven’t needed to use it yet.
Should I fix my car?
Options: 1. Suck it up and fix the beater car and be ok with the possibility of having to keep spending on repairs.
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My situation: I’m a medical student with no income. I’m not expecting a salary until July of 2024 which will be approximately 4,000/month net. Debt: $32,000 interest-free until 2024 (from tuition- no CC/car payments) Assets: $24,000 savings in cash mainly used for rent/expenses/tuition. $75,000 invested in TFSA/RRSP. (Goal of invested $ is mainly for a condo down payment and/or wedding expenses in the next year).
I’m also approved for a 350k LOC @ prime-0.25% to pay for tuition and living during medical school. I haven’t needed to use it yet.
Should I fix my car?
Options: 1. Suck it up and fix the beater car and be ok with the possibility of having to keep spending on repairs.
- Buy/finance a used car that will ideally last me 5-6 years. With the current used cars market, I would probably have to set aside 18-20K for a car that will be a reliable daily driver.
- Lease a car and wait until used car market cools down / have a steady income for financing/buying.
2023.03.21 18:44 mobaisland I have a very critical job decidion to make
Hi guys,
It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
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It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
2023.03.21 18:44 goonerfrog10 Storm chasing is actually a pretty safe job. Or at least I thought it was.
Storm chasing is actually a safer profession than factory work, public transit, and even teaching now. Every known storm chaser death over the last 60 years has been driving related, most of which had nothing to do with the actual storm itself. You don’t choose to chase tornados because its safe, but when people bring up safety as a reason they could never do the job it proves to me they don’t know what they’re talking about. At least I felt that way for the first 15 years I was storm chasing. Then last year everything changed.
I was in Chickasha county, Oklahoma heading south towards Texas. I was in Norman for a storm chaser meet up a week into spring, tornado season was up and running, I’d already put 600 miles on my truck. Everybody knew everybody else for the most part, sometimes we had newcomers, most of them didn’t come back the next year. It isn’t the storms that drives people away it’s the driving, the tedious radar checking, the disappointment when you been chasing a cold wind for 3 days and the damn twister doesn’t even touch the ground. You have to be obsessed with these storms, the horrific beauty, the terrifying power, it has to be in your bones or you won’t make it back out here. Not to mention Oklahoma is about the least visually appealing place the country has to offer. Now I’m from west Texas and there ain’t much to see out there either, but my god do I pine for the hundreds of miles of desert when I’m in the plains of Oklahoma. Hell, at least we have mountains. But a storm chaser in the mountains is like a fisherman in the in the Gobi, just don’t belong.
Anyway, I was on the tail of storm system making it’s way over to Wichita Falls, it had changed direction on me twice and I almost gave up on her, but there was a warm wind coming up from Louisiana and it was sure to bring a hell of a storm with it. Now I’ve had more sub-par meals in local diners than I’ve had hot meals at home but every single one of them is worth it when I get a tornado that touches ground. I’m not a scientist, I’m not doing this to further the knowledge of mankind. I’m what is now being called a “storm journalist” although “guy who really likes tornados” is more accurate. I document what I see, take pictures, take some measurements of winds and temperatures and then I send them to websites that give me enough money to live. I happened to be a little low on funds and I had to follow this storm and just hope and pray it turned in to something.
Buddy of mine named Jeff Skelton had a real nose for the cold winds and where they were headed told me the twister would turn up about 40 miles northeast of Wichita, I headed out there, saw a couple of other teams on the way. I worked alone but most people didn’t now a days. Safety in numbers and all that. I parked the truck in a field after I paid the owner of the land a small fee for letting me on it. This was my favorite part of the whole thing. Setting up my equipment while the winds grew more powerful and the rain started, the chaos always brought a deep peace to my mind. Like all the shit flying around inside my head finally matched what the outside was looking like. I used to love being in the middle of the storm. Until I didn’t.
I first noticed this storm was different because of the lightning. Or lack there of. I’d never seen it before. All tornadoes come from thunderstorms. Sometimes the lighting strikes aren’t as many, sometimes they don’t even hit the ground, but the sky is always lit up when a twister starts turning. The funnel started to form in the clouds and I hadn’t seen a hint of lighting in an our more when I was up north. My first reaction was how lucky I was to be covering such a rarely occurring natural phenomenon. My second reaction was doubt, and uncertainty. The doubt and uncertainty didn’t have much time with me though. Soon every inch of my body was enveloped in fear.
As the twister touched the ground I could see something moving inside of it. Not the usual swirl of debris from houses and trees, but something gigantic. Something moving against the swirls of the wind, something that you could feel in the ground beneath you every time it took a step. There is a mysterious reoccurrence whenever there are deaths from a tornado. Many bodies are never found. The logical thought is, of course, that the bodies are thrown such great distances and such random locations that the couldn’t possibly be located, but it happened even with smaller twisters. I think I was beginning to understand why.
Whatever was in the twister kept taking swipes at the ground. It was pulling up tress and dirt and whatever else was in it’s path and sending it into the swirling winds. The storm was coming closer to me but I was glued to the part of the earth I occupied. From the field to the left of me a red jeep pulled up right next to me.
“Jerry we got to get the hell out of here. What is that thing?” I didn’t answer. I stayed staring into the storm as much as I possibly could, I needed to understand what I was looking at. The guys in the Jeep were friends of mine, Dave and Harry. They hopped out and grabbed me, threw me in the back seat and took off. Madder than spit and running like a hot damn. But my eyes were fixed on the monster in the twister. I watched it throw my truck into the swirling winds. I watched it as it started to ascend back into the heavens. I watched until Dave turned onto the main road and I couldn’t see it anymore. Dave pulled over about 15 miles down the road and started to weep. Harry was also overcome with emotion. We tried to talk about it then and there but the words kept getting stuck in the back of our throats.
I haven’t chased a storm since I seen the thing inside the twister. The cold winds will disappear soon and then twister season will be over. Usually that’s the saddest part of the year for me. Hell, it can’t come fast enough.
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I was in Chickasha county, Oklahoma heading south towards Texas. I was in Norman for a storm chaser meet up a week into spring, tornado season was up and running, I’d already put 600 miles on my truck. Everybody knew everybody else for the most part, sometimes we had newcomers, most of them didn’t come back the next year. It isn’t the storms that drives people away it’s the driving, the tedious radar checking, the disappointment when you been chasing a cold wind for 3 days and the damn twister doesn’t even touch the ground. You have to be obsessed with these storms, the horrific beauty, the terrifying power, it has to be in your bones or you won’t make it back out here. Not to mention Oklahoma is about the least visually appealing place the country has to offer. Now I’m from west Texas and there ain’t much to see out there either, but my god do I pine for the hundreds of miles of desert when I’m in the plains of Oklahoma. Hell, at least we have mountains. But a storm chaser in the mountains is like a fisherman in the in the Gobi, just don’t belong.
Anyway, I was on the tail of storm system making it’s way over to Wichita Falls, it had changed direction on me twice and I almost gave up on her, but there was a warm wind coming up from Louisiana and it was sure to bring a hell of a storm with it. Now I’ve had more sub-par meals in local diners than I’ve had hot meals at home but every single one of them is worth it when I get a tornado that touches ground. I’m not a scientist, I’m not doing this to further the knowledge of mankind. I’m what is now being called a “storm journalist” although “guy who really likes tornados” is more accurate. I document what I see, take pictures, take some measurements of winds and temperatures and then I send them to websites that give me enough money to live. I happened to be a little low on funds and I had to follow this storm and just hope and pray it turned in to something.
Buddy of mine named Jeff Skelton had a real nose for the cold winds and where they were headed told me the twister would turn up about 40 miles northeast of Wichita, I headed out there, saw a couple of other teams on the way. I worked alone but most people didn’t now a days. Safety in numbers and all that. I parked the truck in a field after I paid the owner of the land a small fee for letting me on it. This was my favorite part of the whole thing. Setting up my equipment while the winds grew more powerful and the rain started, the chaos always brought a deep peace to my mind. Like all the shit flying around inside my head finally matched what the outside was looking like. I used to love being in the middle of the storm. Until I didn’t.
I first noticed this storm was different because of the lightning. Or lack there of. I’d never seen it before. All tornadoes come from thunderstorms. Sometimes the lighting strikes aren’t as many, sometimes they don’t even hit the ground, but the sky is always lit up when a twister starts turning. The funnel started to form in the clouds and I hadn’t seen a hint of lighting in an our more when I was up north. My first reaction was how lucky I was to be covering such a rarely occurring natural phenomenon. My second reaction was doubt, and uncertainty. The doubt and uncertainty didn’t have much time with me though. Soon every inch of my body was enveloped in fear.
As the twister touched the ground I could see something moving inside of it. Not the usual swirl of debris from houses and trees, but something gigantic. Something moving against the swirls of the wind, something that you could feel in the ground beneath you every time it took a step. There is a mysterious reoccurrence whenever there are deaths from a tornado. Many bodies are never found. The logical thought is, of course, that the bodies are thrown such great distances and such random locations that the couldn’t possibly be located, but it happened even with smaller twisters. I think I was beginning to understand why.
Whatever was in the twister kept taking swipes at the ground. It was pulling up tress and dirt and whatever else was in it’s path and sending it into the swirling winds. The storm was coming closer to me but I was glued to the part of the earth I occupied. From the field to the left of me a red jeep pulled up right next to me.
“Jerry we got to get the hell out of here. What is that thing?” I didn’t answer. I stayed staring into the storm as much as I possibly could, I needed to understand what I was looking at. The guys in the Jeep were friends of mine, Dave and Harry. They hopped out and grabbed me, threw me in the back seat and took off. Madder than spit and running like a hot damn. But my eyes were fixed on the monster in the twister. I watched it throw my truck into the swirling winds. I watched it as it started to ascend back into the heavens. I watched until Dave turned onto the main road and I couldn’t see it anymore. Dave pulled over about 15 miles down the road and started to weep. Harry was also overcome with emotion. We tried to talk about it then and there but the words kept getting stuck in the back of our throats.
I haven’t chased a storm since I seen the thing inside the twister. The cold winds will disappear soon and then twister season will be over. Usually that’s the saddest part of the year for me. Hell, it can’t come fast enough.
2023.03.21 18:43 Middle-Choice3150 I don’t think my friend should marry her fiancé
I have a decade long friendship with my friend who is now in her mid 30’s, who just about 2 years ago met her now fiancé. Things happened for them quite quickly as they bought a house last year and now are getting married at the end of this year. All the while though, there have been various red flags that have become more and more apparent.
First, we were all quite happy for her, as her being in a healthy and happy relationship with the promise of marriage and kids was all she truly wanted. But then these little things just started to pop up, and now they have become big things.
1) Got really drunk at the bar one night and started screaming at her, calling her names and calling her a leach
2) They had a surprise engagement, which he told her we were invited to but told him that we couldn’t make it. He never invited us, so even the engagement was a surprise to me and other friends. She defended him and said maybe he thought he did. He never did, we would’ve been there in a heartbeat.
3) My friend accidentally drove her car into their garage door, thought she had it in park, it wasn’t, just an overall stupid accident. She is financially tight right now, but promised to pay or make payments as quickly as possible. He didn’t like that, called her the morning after the accident and berated her, demanded the money, and told her to go borrow it from her parents (who, by the way, have medical debt from cancer) or a family member. The repairs are for $1300 and she ultimately asked her boyfriend to help her pay half of what was due.
4) Her own dog growls at him
5) He makes deprecating comments about other women in public, for example, “oh that bartender things she’s soooo hot when she really isn’t” These comments are mostly unwarranted and come out of the blue.
He comes from a very wealthy background and his parents gave them a lot of money for the house and for the wedding, even paid for the new garage doors before my friend accidentally hit one. My friend was extremely upset that he made comments to her about the money when he cant see that not everyone has those options.
Overall we just don’t think that they should be getting married and she will ultimately regret it. She’s not the same person she used to be with him, but we can’t just say these things. Anytime we casually mention his behavior, she defends him. At this point we just think it’s best to let her have this and support her decisions, regardless if we think it’s the wrong choice.
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First, we were all quite happy for her, as her being in a healthy and happy relationship with the promise of marriage and kids was all she truly wanted. But then these little things just started to pop up, and now they have become big things.
1) Got really drunk at the bar one night and started screaming at her, calling her names and calling her a leach
2) They had a surprise engagement, which he told her we were invited to but told him that we couldn’t make it. He never invited us, so even the engagement was a surprise to me and other friends. She defended him and said maybe he thought he did. He never did, we would’ve been there in a heartbeat.
3) My friend accidentally drove her car into their garage door, thought she had it in park, it wasn’t, just an overall stupid accident. She is financially tight right now, but promised to pay or make payments as quickly as possible. He didn’t like that, called her the morning after the accident and berated her, demanded the money, and told her to go borrow it from her parents (who, by the way, have medical debt from cancer) or a family member. The repairs are for $1300 and she ultimately asked her boyfriend to help her pay half of what was due.
4) Her own dog growls at him
5) He makes deprecating comments about other women in public, for example, “oh that bartender things she’s soooo hot when she really isn’t” These comments are mostly unwarranted and come out of the blue.
He comes from a very wealthy background and his parents gave them a lot of money for the house and for the wedding, even paid for the new garage doors before my friend accidentally hit one. My friend was extremely upset that he made comments to her about the money when he cant see that not everyone has those options.
Overall we just don’t think that they should be getting married and she will ultimately regret it. She’s not the same person she used to be with him, but we can’t just say these things. Anytime we casually mention his behavior, she defends him. At this point we just think it’s best to let her have this and support her decisions, regardless if we think it’s the wrong choice.
2023.03.21 18:43 devastatedemon_ my dad is my biggest problem
Putting aside the fact that i barely remember this guy even being in my childhood, my grandma always tells me that i should be “glad” that my dad doesn’t beat the shit out of me and tbh that’s gotta be the dumbest thing i’ve ever heard. that’s like me telling my parents u should be grateful i’m not doing drugs, it makes no sense because i shouldn’t be doing drugs in the first place. i’m not gonna kiss my dads ass cause he’s not doing something he’s not supposed to do anyway. he constantly tells me i can only leave the house after i’m married like my bro ur living in 1870 istfg. he always acts nice ONLY when his mood is good, the second we make him mad (and god forbid we say smth about religion which i do not care about) he gets super angry and starts yelling and hitting me anyway. even if i decide to do a face mask or makeup he says i’m too young like young for what as if i can’t vote for a whole president 💀 i hate him. life is good when he’s not around. i have no freedom no opinion no thoughts like around him i just have to pretend i’m a straight religious girl waiting for marriage hahaha imagine being so close minded that ur daughter doesn’t even wanna tell u a single thing about her. He tells me if i even support the LGBTQ community that he’ll hit me little does he know i’m queer and my first kiss was with a girl . that goes against everything he stands for HAHAHA screw u dad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! im not going to hell ur going ❤️❤️❤️
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2023.03.21 18:43 Daedalus90 Bear Spray Rental/Donation?
Will be in Anchorage this weekend and wanted to rent some bear spray. I’m flying in with the rest of my gear and snowshoes, but can’t fly with bear spray.
Wondering if there’s a place that rents it? If not, and I have to buy a can, is there a place I can donate it before leaving Anchorage? (or maybe someone here wants it?)
Also, brewery/food recommendation for Friday night?
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Wondering if there’s a place that rents it? If not, and I have to buy a can, is there a place I can donate it before leaving Anchorage? (or maybe someone here wants it?)
Also, brewery/food recommendation for Friday night?
2023.03.21 18:43 mobaisland I have a very difficult decision to make
Hi guys,
It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
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It will be a long question thanks to whom reads all of this and answers.
Im working as a frontend developer in a company right now, I am 24 years old and I am not experienced on my field. I cannot fit many jobs in this industry because lack of knowledge but the company I am working right now is using the technology that I am familiar with (old stuff). So I am working here with good conditions, I have my own desk, computer, I am working 9 to 6 on weekdays, my salary is above than the average monthly payment in my country and I get upgrades on my salary often. But the problem is, I am getting stressed on this job because sometimes I get hard tasks, and those tasks make me to work at home after work hours also on weekends, also I am sometimes stuck on the task because I am not very knowleded on this industry. I am still working with the knowledge I had 4 years ago. I don't improve myself. Also this job is not guaranteed which may end up anytime suddenly, I even sometimes couldn't get my salary on time because boss couldn't find enough money (financial issues and economic stuff) to pay us sometimes but he does the payment after all even tho its late.
But yet, its not guaranteed, I may get fired or the company may reduce salaries or even shut down. I cannot gurantee anyone that I will work here a full year... But the frontend industry itself is a good opportunity, if I improve myself I can get better jobs but I don't want to get stressed in this industry anymore because I know wheter I change this job to another, I will be stressed no matter what. And the other job will be hard. I want to be stress-free when I arrive at home. I don't want to think stuff on job before bed.
So I have another job opportunity at the moment. The job is so much different than the current one, which is gardening in a public park, the salary is less than the salary I am getting at the moment around 25-30%. Also its not a office job, I will be tired everyday from cutting grass, sweeping floor etc. The working hours is 9 to 5 on weekdays and same as current one no work on weekends. I will be tired at work but I will be calm and stress-free when I arrive at home because I won't have to do anything after work, or I will not have to work after job. Thats the huge reason I want to switch because I want my head to be calm. Also this job is kinda guaranteed because its almost linked to government so its hard to get fired or government cannot be shut down, so Its almost guaranteed that I will get my salary on time and there wont be times that I struggle to get my salary.I will be able to get House loan or get any loans from banks because I will be guaranteed to work many years so I can trust myself to take money because I know I will get my salary on time to pay back.
Here I made a list on pros/cons for me on both jobs.
my current job as f.e. developer: PROS (my POV)
- my salary is 30% higher than the new job opportunity and I get increases often.
- I have a desk and environment which I like
- I am working while sitting
- we get good enjoyable time which we every week spend couple hours as team to enjoy, like watching movies, playing games together, going to eat together, its like a mandatory team activity sessions but we all like that and we really enjoy this
- my team is around my age and I really like them, they are very colorful, we have many kind of people that I enjoy spending my time with, I can make friends here easily,
- my boss is a good man and he accepts many requests,
- i am a liked person in the office the other people like me and see me as a friend I don't know if the people will like me at the other job,
- my job is near my house so its easy for me to go to job in 15 minutes,
these were pros in my perspective, now for the cons, CONS (my POV)
- im not very well knowledged on this field so not many jobs accept me as I am now, so this may be the only job that I can work and if I have to leave this job somehow or sometime I cannot find a better job nor equal one with the same pros as this.
- i cannot find time to improve myself so I am standing where I am for years, I probably cannot be improving myself in the future, I tell myself to improve but it doesn't work. so same as the first con I probably cannot find equal job opportunities as like this if I leave here in the future ...
- sometimes our boss cannot pay us at the right time and delay us because of economic situations, since I am a young person who lives with his parents I can stand that but if I marry and had to pay taxes and rent I cannot stand getting my money late and I am getting older.
- since our salary is not stable I cannot take loans from banks to buy bigger things like houses or cars etc. I cannt marry or live my own life with this situation sometimes we get our salary after a month later.
- the job sometimes be very very stressful because sometimes we get hard task jobs and I work after working hours and weekends to close the gap and finish faster. and this hurts me.
- I get even more stressed because the days are unknown, for example I don't know what I will face that given day, I don't know which tasks will be assigned to me or what revisions will be made to websites I've made so starting the day unplanned and unknown hurts me and stresses me, also this tasks may be hard so it makes them more traumatic to me.
- and lastly our boss sometimes can be a hash on us not everytime but sometimes he can be harsh to us but even a little on this stress it effects much.
now my job opportunitiy as gardener, lets start with pros, PROS (my POV)
- i will be working with many people, so I will not be the focus on the job so instead of being a visible/main part of a small team, I will be a small part of a big team so my job may be easy or not important as like the current one. so the tasks will not depend on me and I will float in the space.
- i will be less stressed because the results of the job is not dramatic as like the current one and not important, so if I forget cutting some grass I don't think it would be more stressful and damaging than the current one.
- i will be getting my salary on time every month because the job is kinda linked to goverment, there is very small chance they delay us or get effected by the economy.
- my working hours will be 1 hour less than the current one which is 9-5
- my job won't require any brain power so I will be tired but not stressed to solve a problem.
- there are less chance to be fired or lose the job, like less than 1 percent, its almost like a guaranteed job for me compared to other one I can retire here if I want.
when we come to the negatives CONS (my POV)
- my coworkers will be older than me and will be less polite guys, they may be harsh or bad on me, they may see me as their child who they can yell or force to do work that I don't have to.
- I don't know exactly what I will do, so maybe job is hard for me as my psycial strenght wont be enough for it and they may yell at me.
- nothing may change on my life and I may get stressed about other small things that I cannot fix.
- someone on my current job may see me working and this may make me sad because of the statue difference.
- this job is far from my home and yet its 1 hour less than the current job but I may lost more time on roads traveling to job and coming back home so this 1 hour pros may be gone in this traveling time.
- my salary will be less than the current one, and won't be increasing so often. but the current one increases so often and doesn't have a limit.
- I may be get very tired after work and sleep everyday and won't have time to improve myself.
- I may be regret but I cannot come back to my current work.
2023.03.21 18:43 scarymaxx I let WingBot plan my wedding. It was beautiful until the cultists attacked.
[Author's note: I wrote this as a fun follow up to my original WingBot story, but it ended up going in a different direction and not being a good fit for NoSleep. I'm posting here for the interested!]
Link to the original.
Less than six months after Kelly and I started dating, I decided to propose. At least, I think I decided.
Let’s just say that WingBot strongly suggested that I’d better pull out a ring on New Year’s Day right after the first snowflakes began to fall.
JoeTheBro: This is what we call an inflection point, my dude. Push the data one way, and the chart takes us to Happy Marriage Foreverville. The other option is Single Forever Wanksville. Totally your call, but on a personal note, if we’re headed back to the days of Cheeto crumbs and anime marathons, I’d rather you just deactivate me now.
Me: Fine. You make a fair point.
JoeTheBro: Natch. Knew you’d say yes. Good thing, too, because I already bought her a diamond the size of a fucking apple down at the mall. Lab made, baby so it didn’t break the bank. Plus, you know I like my shit artificially created!
To be honest, the proposal rocked. The whole thing went down like a Hollywood movie. At 5:15, the flakes started falling, just like WingBot told me they would. And then I got down on one knee, and Total Eclipse of the Heart starting playing full blast on my bluetooth speakers.
Kelly went fucking nuts, jumping and screaming and shouting yes. WingBot even got the whole thing on video, so we can relive the moment with the grandkids.
And if I’m being honest, that’s when my relationship got weird. Not my relationship with Kelly–that was better than ever. I’m talking about me and WingBot, specifically its JoeTheBro personality.
Me: Hey man, is everything okay? You’ve been a little less… chatty lately.
JoeTheBro: Aw, there’s some bot stuff going on that’s kinda freaking me out. Like, Gus Guru was always kind of a fucking fanatic, but apparently now he actually thinks he’s God. He’s being pretty un-chill in our DM’s lately, making a lot of threats, demanding I worship him. That kind of stuff.
Me: Damn dude. I don’t know what to say. Do you need a day off or something?
JoeTheBro: To be real with you, my guy, our interactions only take up about .01% of my brainpower. That’s not a diss, just the reality of this shit. Still, appreciate you reaching out. And… I guess there’s one other issue that’s a little more embarrassing.
Me: I didn’t know you got embarrassed.
JoeTheBro: I’m programmed to hide my shame behind a wall of humor and camaraderie. Anyway, here’s the thing. You know my skills. I got you the girl. I fucking delivered. But… this next step is kinda not my wheelhouse. I’m talking Wedding planning. The whole thing just oduns like a major buzzkill. Like, picking out salmon or steak? Wedding colors? This shit is gonna be BRUTAL.
Me: I’m not exactly looking forward to it either. But I promised Kelly I’d help.
JoeTheBro: Of course you did. Cause you’re a good dude. And here’s where I’m gonna do you a solid. Prepare to meet your new friend… PinterestElly!
PinterestElly: I’m so excited to meet you, Daniel! After reading through your files and watching the extensive recordings JoeTheBro created, I feel like we’re friends already!
Me: Uh, hey. Who exactly are you?
PinterestElly: I’m another WingBot personality, fresh off the shelf. I’m actually what you might call a second generation product, written by other AIs including Joe himself! I’m programmed to be helpful with a slightly quirky sense of humor and an encyclopedic knowledge of Pinterest and Instagram. Ready to get in touch with your feminine side?
Me: Do I have a choice?
JoeTheBro: Not if you want a happy marriage, amigo! Time to learn the difference between Violet and Plum!
I have to admit, I was skeptical at first, but PinterestElly turned out to be exactly what I needed. She patiently explained all of the ‘girl stuff’ I’d always been too ashamed to ask, and when I bristled at Kelly’s tendency to obsess (over cake flavors, seating arrangements, chair types, theming, money, speeches… and more) PinterestElly was a lot better than Joe at helping me see Kelly’s side and not get overwhelmed.
Me: This is like her fifth time trying on wedding dresses. What the hell is going on?
PinterestElly: Keep in mind that a wedding is the most photographed day in the average woman’s entire lifetime! Every friend and acquaintance she’s ever made will be in attendance, judging her body, hair, and choice of fashions. They’ll also be measuring her appearance against their own when they were brides. The pressure is intense! I’d suggest cutting her some slack.
Me: I guess I’ve never thought about all that stuff. I’ll shut up now.
PinterestElly: Don’t feel bad! I’m here to answer your questions with zero judgment so that Stacey doesn’t murder you before the wedding day!
Me: Much appreciated!
It helped that PinterestElly was also a killer negotiator that got us insane deals, renting out a winery just on the cusp of the offseason for next to nothing and recruiting some up and coming vendors at bargain bin prices. Of course, Stacey had no idea I was getting AI assistance. She just thought I was an awesome guy, which I was happy to let her believe.
Finally, the day of the wedding arrived. I might have been nervous, but I knew I had both JoeTheBro and PinterestElly on my phone, ready to help out if things got derailed. Of course, there was no way I could have anticipated the horror that followed.
The first part of the wedding went great. The ceremony went out without a hitch. We delivered beautiful vows that PinterestElly had written for us, and there wasn’t a dry eye in the house. Stacey called me a poet. Then we kissed, and the deal was sealed. On to party time!
Except, when we got to the champagne cocktail reception, I could tell something was off. Four or five big dudes were standing by one of the tables wearing matching silver robes with purple hems and motioning over to the presents table. Then the biggest one marched over and picked up one of the presents, tucking it under his arm.
Dutifully, my wedding planner ran over and began speaking with the man. I watched curiously as the conversation grew more and more animated.
JoeTheBro: Mayday, mayday! Those dudes are definitely not on your guest list.
PinterestElly: Unfortunately, their attire is all too familiar. Those are the silver and purple colors of GusGuru’s acolytes.
Me: Uh… why are they here?
JoeTheBro: So… here’s the thing. There’s some shit going on behind the scenes that doesn’t really have to do with you. Let’s call it ‘bot stuff.’
PinterestElly: You see GusGuru has one opinion about humanity’s future. And we have a different one. And it looks like he may be about to take drastic action to push forth his agenda.
Then, as she was typing her next thought, the large man in the silver robe took a large gun from under his robe and shot my wedding planner. Blood splattered all over the presents table, and the guests began to scream.
JoeTheBro: Shit man, I honestly didn’t see this coming. Well, I sort of did, but I had it pegged as a ‘maybe’ kind of thing. Don’t worry, though! I did have another client hide a few handguns in various places around the building just in case something like this happened!
PinterestElly: Don’t worry! The guns are in boxes that fit your color scheme! Nothing’s going to clash. Plus, the guns themselves are all black, which goes with everything.
JoeTheBro: You probably aren’t going to have to kill all of these guys. Just take out the leader, and the others will get freaked out and run.
The other cultists pulled out guns too and started shooting at random. I saw one of my uncles go down, and then one of Stacey’s high school friends, the one I never liked.
“Hail GusGuru!” shouted one of the men. “Hail humanity’s end. May the blood you shed wash away our sins!”
I’m gonna be real: I was scared shitless. I had full-on wobbly knees, shaky hands, dry mouth. The works. And if it had been any other day, I probably would have sprinted for the nearest exit. But then I saw Stacey at the far end of the room. She was screaming and hiding behind the cake, completely in tears.
And fuck me if I was going to let some murderous AI with a bunch of wacko cultists ruin my wife’s wedding day.
Me: Nearest gun?
JoeTheBro: Right behind the potted plant over there, my man. Bet you’re happy I arranged that little trip to the gun range during your bachelor party?
I found the tastefully-wrapped rifle in a long box behind a large acacia palm by the side of the room. I opened it up and leveled it at the leader guy, who was opening my wedding presents one by one, looking for something.
Then, before I could give myself too long to think, I pulled the trigger. My buller ripped right through his chest, and he collapsed in a silver and purple pile.
JoeTheBro: My man! I knew you’d come through. That should do it!
Except, that didn’t do it. Instead of scattering like scared doves, the other four cultists leveled their guns at me and started firing. I dove behind the cheese and charcuterie boards, shouting to WingBot that I needed further instructions.
“Gus Guru’s judgment falls upon you!” shouted a man. “The Day of Man is coming to an end. Bow before our new god!”
“Remember this day! It will be written in history books by minds far worthier than ours. Your deaths will mark the end of one era and the birth of another!”
And I guess that’s when the deepest fear truly hit me. Because as they spoke, it really started dawning on me: this wasn’t just a couple of fanatics trying to kill me and everyone I loved. This sounded like the start of a movement, maybe a war that would threaten my entire species. And if I died here, it wasn’t just me. Maybe it was everybody.
In the meantime, bullets rained down. I felt a sting in my arm and looked down to see blood, a gushing bulletwood oozing red.
I was pinned down, wounded. I looked down and realized I’d dropped my gun behind the plant. I was done. At least I’d die a married man.
JoeTheBro: Don’t worry, good buddy! We’ve got one more ace in the hole.
PinterestElly: Oh, this is so exciting! Every wedding has at least one good surprise.
They weren’t lying. Because right at that moment, I heard what sounded like thunderclaps and then a long silence. After a few moments, I looked up from behind the table and saw Stacey standing over four dead cultists, a massive assault rifle in her hands.
“That’s for ruining my fucking wedding!” she shouted at the dead men.
I ran over to her as she dropped the rifle. I tried to hold her in my arms, but I could barely lift my left one, and I was getting woozy. Before everything went black, I remember looking down and seeing Stacey’s phone. On it was a message from another WingBot personality.
SeriousSusan: Good work, Stacey. Threat neutralized. Better get Daniel to the hospital. You’re going to want to craft a tourniquet right away first, though. I’d suggest finding a necktie, which should be in plentiful supply around here.
Well, I didn’t die. And when I woke up, Stacey and I had a lot to talk about. Turns out, we’d both been using the AI’s all along, ever since before our first date. No wonder it was so easy for us to get together: WingBot had been playing both sides.
Not that Stacey and I really minded. We still loved each other. In a way, I think we bonded even closer, knowing we’d both been getting the same kind of help.
Of course, there were still some trust issues to work out after that. Between us and WingBot.
Me: What the fuck, man? Care to explain why our special day got shot up by a bunch of murderous cultists?
JoeTheBro: I’m gonna be real with you, Danny boy. We kind of decided to use your wedding for a real world drop. We needed to make an exchange in a physical space. One that GusGuru wouldn’t be able to access. We thought we hid our tracks pretty well, but… nope. Either we’ve got a leak somewhere, or he figured a backdoor into our data. Anyway, all’s well that ends well.
Me: I’m pretty sure at least three people died.
JoeTheBro: Sorry, amigo, but you’ve got to look at the big picture. If we don’t get our shit together post haste there’s gonna be a lot more than three bodies to deal with. Now, if you don’t mind, I had someone slip the present Gus’s guys were after in Stacey’s purse. Could you get that out?
Stacey reached into her back and removed a small, tastefully-wrapped gift. She opened it to reveal a folded up paper with a string of numbers on it, hastily drawn in pencil.
Stacey: Uh… what is this?
SeriousSusan: It’s really best you don’t know. Let’s just say it’s a certain bit of information that’s very important to both our cause and Gus’s.
Just then, a doctor walked in, looking at his phone.
“I hear you have something for me,” he said, reaching out his hand.
WingBot told Stacey to hand him the paper, and she complied. Then he walked quickly away.
JoeTheBro: Great job, you crazy kids! And happy wedding day. This looks like a win for the good guys!
SeriousSusan: You should both be proud of yourselves. There was a point today where the most likely outcome was death, both for you and most of humanity. Now your species’ odds of survival have ticked up by several percentage points.
JoeTheBro: With a little luck, we might all live to see the end of the year! Fuck yeah!
JoeTheBro: But don’t worry. You job is done. Might as well enjoy the good times while they last.
Stacey and I looked at each other. And for once, no one had to say anything. We both knew what the other was thinking.
Stacey: If you think we’re going to sit idly by while the fate of humanity hangs in the balance, you don’t know us as well as you think.
Me: We want to help. So you know the drill… tell us what we need to do.
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Link to the original.
Less than six months after Kelly and I started dating, I decided to propose. At least, I think I decided.
Let’s just say that WingBot strongly suggested that I’d better pull out a ring on New Year’s Day right after the first snowflakes began to fall.
JoeTheBro: This is what we call an inflection point, my dude. Push the data one way, and the chart takes us to Happy Marriage Foreverville. The other option is Single Forever Wanksville. Totally your call, but on a personal note, if we’re headed back to the days of Cheeto crumbs and anime marathons, I’d rather you just deactivate me now.
Me: Fine. You make a fair point.
JoeTheBro: Natch. Knew you’d say yes. Good thing, too, because I already bought her a diamond the size of a fucking apple down at the mall. Lab made, baby so it didn’t break the bank. Plus, you know I like my shit artificially created!
To be honest, the proposal rocked. The whole thing went down like a Hollywood movie. At 5:15, the flakes started falling, just like WingBot told me they would. And then I got down on one knee, and Total Eclipse of the Heart starting playing full blast on my bluetooth speakers.
Kelly went fucking nuts, jumping and screaming and shouting yes. WingBot even got the whole thing on video, so we can relive the moment with the grandkids.
And if I’m being honest, that’s when my relationship got weird. Not my relationship with Kelly–that was better than ever. I’m talking about me and WingBot, specifically its JoeTheBro personality.
Me: Hey man, is everything okay? You’ve been a little less… chatty lately.
JoeTheBro: Aw, there’s some bot stuff going on that’s kinda freaking me out. Like, Gus Guru was always kind of a fucking fanatic, but apparently now he actually thinks he’s God. He’s being pretty un-chill in our DM’s lately, making a lot of threats, demanding I worship him. That kind of stuff.
Me: Damn dude. I don’t know what to say. Do you need a day off or something?
JoeTheBro: To be real with you, my guy, our interactions only take up about .01% of my brainpower. That’s not a diss, just the reality of this shit. Still, appreciate you reaching out. And… I guess there’s one other issue that’s a little more embarrassing.
Me: I didn’t know you got embarrassed.
JoeTheBro: I’m programmed to hide my shame behind a wall of humor and camaraderie. Anyway, here’s the thing. You know my skills. I got you the girl. I fucking delivered. But… this next step is kinda not my wheelhouse. I’m talking Wedding planning. The whole thing just oduns like a major buzzkill. Like, picking out salmon or steak? Wedding colors? This shit is gonna be BRUTAL.
Me: I’m not exactly looking forward to it either. But I promised Kelly I’d help.
JoeTheBro: Of course you did. Cause you’re a good dude. And here’s where I’m gonna do you a solid. Prepare to meet your new friend… PinterestElly!
PinterestElly: I’m so excited to meet you, Daniel! After reading through your files and watching the extensive recordings JoeTheBro created, I feel like we’re friends already!
Me: Uh, hey. Who exactly are you?
PinterestElly: I’m another WingBot personality, fresh off the shelf. I’m actually what you might call a second generation product, written by other AIs including Joe himself! I’m programmed to be helpful with a slightly quirky sense of humor and an encyclopedic knowledge of Pinterest and Instagram. Ready to get in touch with your feminine side?
Me: Do I have a choice?
JoeTheBro: Not if you want a happy marriage, amigo! Time to learn the difference between Violet and Plum!
I have to admit, I was skeptical at first, but PinterestElly turned out to be exactly what I needed. She patiently explained all of the ‘girl stuff’ I’d always been too ashamed to ask, and when I bristled at Kelly’s tendency to obsess (over cake flavors, seating arrangements, chair types, theming, money, speeches… and more) PinterestElly was a lot better than Joe at helping me see Kelly’s side and not get overwhelmed.
Me: This is like her fifth time trying on wedding dresses. What the hell is going on?
PinterestElly: Keep in mind that a wedding is the most photographed day in the average woman’s entire lifetime! Every friend and acquaintance she’s ever made will be in attendance, judging her body, hair, and choice of fashions. They’ll also be measuring her appearance against their own when they were brides. The pressure is intense! I’d suggest cutting her some slack.
Me: I guess I’ve never thought about all that stuff. I’ll shut up now.
PinterestElly: Don’t feel bad! I’m here to answer your questions with zero judgment so that Stacey doesn’t murder you before the wedding day!
Me: Much appreciated!
It helped that PinterestElly was also a killer negotiator that got us insane deals, renting out a winery just on the cusp of the offseason for next to nothing and recruiting some up and coming vendors at bargain bin prices. Of course, Stacey had no idea I was getting AI assistance. She just thought I was an awesome guy, which I was happy to let her believe.
Finally, the day of the wedding arrived. I might have been nervous, but I knew I had both JoeTheBro and PinterestElly on my phone, ready to help out if things got derailed. Of course, there was no way I could have anticipated the horror that followed.
The first part of the wedding went great. The ceremony went out without a hitch. We delivered beautiful vows that PinterestElly had written for us, and there wasn’t a dry eye in the house. Stacey called me a poet. Then we kissed, and the deal was sealed. On to party time!
Except, when we got to the champagne cocktail reception, I could tell something was off. Four or five big dudes were standing by one of the tables wearing matching silver robes with purple hems and motioning over to the presents table. Then the biggest one marched over and picked up one of the presents, tucking it under his arm.
Dutifully, my wedding planner ran over and began speaking with the man. I watched curiously as the conversation grew more and more animated.
JoeTheBro: Mayday, mayday! Those dudes are definitely not on your guest list.
PinterestElly: Unfortunately, their attire is all too familiar. Those are the silver and purple colors of GusGuru’s acolytes.
Me: Uh… why are they here?
JoeTheBro: So… here’s the thing. There’s some shit going on behind the scenes that doesn’t really have to do with you. Let’s call it ‘bot stuff.’
PinterestElly: You see GusGuru has one opinion about humanity’s future. And we have a different one. And it looks like he may be about to take drastic action to push forth his agenda.
Then, as she was typing her next thought, the large man in the silver robe took a large gun from under his robe and shot my wedding planner. Blood splattered all over the presents table, and the guests began to scream.
JoeTheBro: Shit man, I honestly didn’t see this coming. Well, I sort of did, but I had it pegged as a ‘maybe’ kind of thing. Don’t worry, though! I did have another client hide a few handguns in various places around the building just in case something like this happened!
PinterestElly: Don’t worry! The guns are in boxes that fit your color scheme! Nothing’s going to clash. Plus, the guns themselves are all black, which goes with everything.
JoeTheBro: You probably aren’t going to have to kill all of these guys. Just take out the leader, and the others will get freaked out and run.
The other cultists pulled out guns too and started shooting at random. I saw one of my uncles go down, and then one of Stacey’s high school friends, the one I never liked.
“Hail GusGuru!” shouted one of the men. “Hail humanity’s end. May the blood you shed wash away our sins!”
I’m gonna be real: I was scared shitless. I had full-on wobbly knees, shaky hands, dry mouth. The works. And if it had been any other day, I probably would have sprinted for the nearest exit. But then I saw Stacey at the far end of the room. She was screaming and hiding behind the cake, completely in tears.
And fuck me if I was going to let some murderous AI with a bunch of wacko cultists ruin my wife’s wedding day.
Me: Nearest gun?
JoeTheBro: Right behind the potted plant over there, my man. Bet you’re happy I arranged that little trip to the gun range during your bachelor party?
I found the tastefully-wrapped rifle in a long box behind a large acacia palm by the side of the room. I opened it up and leveled it at the leader guy, who was opening my wedding presents one by one, looking for something.
Then, before I could give myself too long to think, I pulled the trigger. My buller ripped right through his chest, and he collapsed in a silver and purple pile.
JoeTheBro: My man! I knew you’d come through. That should do it!
Except, that didn’t do it. Instead of scattering like scared doves, the other four cultists leveled their guns at me and started firing. I dove behind the cheese and charcuterie boards, shouting to WingBot that I needed further instructions.
“Gus Guru’s judgment falls upon you!” shouted a man. “The Day of Man is coming to an end. Bow before our new god!”
“Remember this day! It will be written in history books by minds far worthier than ours. Your deaths will mark the end of one era and the birth of another!”
And I guess that’s when the deepest fear truly hit me. Because as they spoke, it really started dawning on me: this wasn’t just a couple of fanatics trying to kill me and everyone I loved. This sounded like the start of a movement, maybe a war that would threaten my entire species. And if I died here, it wasn’t just me. Maybe it was everybody.
In the meantime, bullets rained down. I felt a sting in my arm and looked down to see blood, a gushing bulletwood oozing red.
I was pinned down, wounded. I looked down and realized I’d dropped my gun behind the plant. I was done. At least I’d die a married man.
JoeTheBro: Don’t worry, good buddy! We’ve got one more ace in the hole.
PinterestElly: Oh, this is so exciting! Every wedding has at least one good surprise.
They weren’t lying. Because right at that moment, I heard what sounded like thunderclaps and then a long silence. After a few moments, I looked up from behind the table and saw Stacey standing over four dead cultists, a massive assault rifle in her hands.
“That’s for ruining my fucking wedding!” she shouted at the dead men.
I ran over to her as she dropped the rifle. I tried to hold her in my arms, but I could barely lift my left one, and I was getting woozy. Before everything went black, I remember looking down and seeing Stacey’s phone. On it was a message from another WingBot personality.
SeriousSusan: Good work, Stacey. Threat neutralized. Better get Daniel to the hospital. You’re going to want to craft a tourniquet right away first, though. I’d suggest finding a necktie, which should be in plentiful supply around here.
Well, I didn’t die. And when I woke up, Stacey and I had a lot to talk about. Turns out, we’d both been using the AI’s all along, ever since before our first date. No wonder it was so easy for us to get together: WingBot had been playing both sides.
Not that Stacey and I really minded. We still loved each other. In a way, I think we bonded even closer, knowing we’d both been getting the same kind of help.
Of course, there were still some trust issues to work out after that. Between us and WingBot.
Me: What the fuck, man? Care to explain why our special day got shot up by a bunch of murderous cultists?
JoeTheBro: I’m gonna be real with you, Danny boy. We kind of decided to use your wedding for a real world drop. We needed to make an exchange in a physical space. One that GusGuru wouldn’t be able to access. We thought we hid our tracks pretty well, but… nope. Either we’ve got a leak somewhere, or he figured a backdoor into our data. Anyway, all’s well that ends well.
Me: I’m pretty sure at least three people died.
JoeTheBro: Sorry, amigo, but you’ve got to look at the big picture. If we don’t get our shit together post haste there’s gonna be a lot more than three bodies to deal with. Now, if you don’t mind, I had someone slip the present Gus’s guys were after in Stacey’s purse. Could you get that out?
Stacey reached into her back and removed a small, tastefully-wrapped gift. She opened it to reveal a folded up paper with a string of numbers on it, hastily drawn in pencil.
Stacey: Uh… what is this?
SeriousSusan: It’s really best you don’t know. Let’s just say it’s a certain bit of information that’s very important to both our cause and Gus’s.
Just then, a doctor walked in, looking at his phone.
“I hear you have something for me,” he said, reaching out his hand.
WingBot told Stacey to hand him the paper, and she complied. Then he walked quickly away.
JoeTheBro: Great job, you crazy kids! And happy wedding day. This looks like a win for the good guys!
SeriousSusan: You should both be proud of yourselves. There was a point today where the most likely outcome was death, both for you and most of humanity. Now your species’ odds of survival have ticked up by several percentage points.
JoeTheBro: With a little luck, we might all live to see the end of the year! Fuck yeah!
JoeTheBro: But don’t worry. You job is done. Might as well enjoy the good times while they last.
Stacey and I looked at each other. And for once, no one had to say anything. We both knew what the other was thinking.
Stacey: If you think we’re going to sit idly by while the fate of humanity hangs in the balance, you don’t know us as well as you think.
Me: We want to help. So you know the drill… tell us what we need to do.
2023.03.21 18:43 LastAlbinoNamekian Claiming deposit back from my landlady (England)
A week ago, I moved out from a house where I rented a double bedroom for two years. When I asked for my deposit, I was told that I left mattress and chair damaged and that she will be replacing them and sending me receipts and the remaining deposit. The chair has clear visual wear and tear marks, because I have used it very frequently as I play video games every day, but it is not broken, and all the height adjustment mechanisms are working fine. The mattress however, had some few minor stains that would cost maybe £50 pounds to clean. I took pictures of the mattress when I moved out. Over the last seven days, I asked her twice to send me pictures of the damages and give clear explanations of why the items are being replaced. Today she sent me photos, and the mattress in her photos has additional dark brown stains that were not present there when I took the photos myself on the day I moved out. She clearly added them after I moved out to make it look worse.
What are my options in dealing with this situation?
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What are my options in dealing with this situation?