We were here forever walkthrough

Day 1 - 60

Learned the first 600 words on Anki. The 1st 300 were pretty easy because I kind of remembered them from previous Chinese learning attempts. Everything after that was pretty hard especially because I wasn't immersing at all. Lesson learned: immerse while you learn vocab with Anki.

Day 61 - 74

Started immersing with DuChinese. Very tough!

Day 75 - 97

I read the first 17 books of the Journey to the West graded readers series. It was much less intensive than all of my other reading experience, but quite boring. I finished the 1k deck during this period.

Day 98 - 117

I read the first Harry Potter book. Extremely difficult. Kind of boring because I just reread this in Spanish a few months ago. I experimented with sentence mining during this period. It made me delete my 1k deck and quit Anki forever. So I guess you could say the experiment was a success.

Day 118 - 137

I freeflowed Mandarin corner on Youtube. I spent a lot of time reading the English subs or pinyin and a lot of time trying to keep up with the crazy speed because this was basically my first time reading quickly and doing any listening.

Day 138 - 160

I intensively read the beginning of three web novels. The first was quite easy relative to Journey to the West (a good step up), but the other two were quite difficult.

Day 161 - 180

I freeflowed Dashu Mandarin on Youtube. Reading + listening. There were no English subs to save me and these are normal Mandarin conversations which means they were very difficult to follow. I was drowning due to speed and word usage.
Interesting Counts
Intensive reading books: 82 days
Anki: 60 days
Freeflow reading + listening Youtube: 38 days
Total Journey Length: 180 days
Number of Immersion days: 120 days
Current Chinese level: HSK5+ vocab, early intermediate (mostly reading ability)

I was in Detroit over the summer several years ago on a family vacation. We were spending that day at the Ford museum. I was always a fan of Mustangs, and so we were spending a little longer in this section. There was someone else standing next to me looking at the 64 1/2 Mustang on the floor. I couldn’t put my finger on it but I knew I knew him. He saw me looking at him and he sort of rolled his eyes then looked at me, as if he was waiting on me to say something. I snapped my head back to the Mustang, and stiffened my neck so that I couldn’t turn it. Through the window I saw someone wearing a Red Wings hat and that’s when it dawned on me, I was looking at Mike freakin Babcock while in the Henry Ford Museum. I looked back at him and started “are you..” and trailed off. He sort of half smiled and said “took you long enough” and started walking around the car. I told him it was were seeing a borderline celebrity in a place like this for the “common” folk. What, were they not paying him enough to do something more fun than this? He asked me how much I thought he made and I said “I dunno, how much do you make?” Then he grinned and said "About tree-fiddy." And it was about then that I realized that guy was about 8 stories tall and a monster from the paleolithic era!

After Friday’s rush of traffic we’ve spent the weekend restoring Sift’s functionality and started on the suggestions from all of you (thanks for all the feedback, keep it coming).
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Happy to find this sub.
I think dogs have a place, but not in the house. Houses that have dogs always have a smell. Dogs have some kind of skin oil or something that rubs off and impregnates all of the areas that the dog touches.
I can’t stand dog culture and the people who perpetuate it. Of course I don’t hate everyone who owns a dog, but I really can’t stand people who make dog related activities their entire lifestyle and personality.
I live in an apartment complex that is overrun with dog people. They walk each other’s dogs and let their dogs run around without leashes. It’s literally the only thing any of them ever talk about. They remind me of sheep. They’ve commandeered all of the grassy areas so there isn’t anywhere for kids to play because there are piss stains and dog shit piles everywhere.
Story time: All my neighbors hate me because I got the neighbor above us evicted.
She had two pit bulls who were kept in crates all day while she and her boyfriend worked long hours. When they would come home, they would let the dogs run back and fourth through the house and it sounded like a stampede. More importantly, they often let the dogs run around outside without leashes. Even when they were on a leash, she couldn’t handle them and they would pull her around while chasing other dogs and more terrifyingly, like my hundred pound wife and our two toddlers. She never picked up their shit unless people were out there.
I asked her and her boyfriend to keep the dogs on leashes after they chased my wife to the door at night while “gruffing and ruffing.” They both argued with me and blew me off.
I wrote an initial complaint.
Sadly, the apartment building management didn’t give a shit about the dogs. The ladies that manage the buildings literally brought their dogs to work sometimes. The email response was: “sorry about the dogs, but please rest assured that they are good dogs. Your family is safe.”
The duo started directing the dogs to shit in front of my window every time. I started waking my wife and kids to the car park with a hunting knife clipped to my belt. My wife considered getting a gun. My kids were not allowed outside.
I decided to go on a warpath. I started documenting every incident and replying with updates to the initial response I got from the manager. I took pictures of the pit bulls without leashes. I took video of the woman walking away from turds without picking them up.
The apartment complex finally replied with a request to stop writing emails. They stated that they had already “notified the tenant.” Whatever that means.
The last straw was pulled during the dead of winter when I looked out the patio and saw hundreds of literal piss-icicles dangling down above all my patio furniture and my bicycles.
Managements reply: “maybe it’s not what you think it is. That could be anything like runoff from the roof”
What the apartment management didn’t know was that the tenants above us were growing marijuana. I don’t really care what people do, but the smell was coming into my apartment and I was tired of that also. I knew they were growing because I would see the boyfriend bringing in all kinds of supplies like soil and buckets. I saw him throw out a huge trash bag of stems and trimmings one time also.
Weed is legal to grow in my state but I knew growing was against the apartment complex rules. There is a clause in my lease, so I knew it would be in theirs also.
I sent an email to management about the weed smell and my suspicion that they were growing it. They replied that while smoking and growing are both prohibited in the complex, they had no way of knowing if it was the neighbors in question.
I felt like they were rolling their eyes at me. I was pissed.
Well, it was the middle of winter and pipes freeze in my area if you don’t keep the heat on. I decided to trace their gas line and shut it off at the emergency valve for their meter one night.
They probably had a cold night but they both went to work the next day. When they got home, I heard a lot of fighting and cursing.
I don’t think their pipes froze, but they had to call maintenance who couldn’t figure out that someone had simply shut off the valve. Maintenance had to bring in the gas company and I guess the gas company had to bring in the fire marshall for an inspection because one of the bedrooms was filled with illegal wiring and fire hazards so the gas company was unwilling to turn the gas back on. Of course the apartment management was panicking because they didn’t want the pipes to freeze so they went up there with maintenance to see what was happening.
My last words to them as they moved out during a blizzard: “should have use a fucking leash. This would have been so much easier…” she just stomped off.
I forwarded ALL my emails to the corporate entity that owns the entire complex at that exact time. I haven’t seen the dog lady managers and we have a new maintenance crew. They also build a “bark park” and removed the dog cleanup stations from the grassy areas near people front doors. They replaced the poop bag stations and trash and with a sign that directs them to walk their dogs to the field next to the “bark park.” Of course everyone still lets their dogs shit on the grassy areas.
Apparently the duos apartment was trashed because they were wearing tyvek suits and respirators when they hauled out the carpet and the partially pit bull eaten interior doors.
Your wanna know the worst part? They were part of a dog owner group chat for the apartment complex and they blamed us for getting them evicted, only mentioning that we complained about their poor pit bulls.
Now all of them hate me for making the complex less dog friendly and they all direct their dogs to poop in front of my window. Poor maintenance guy had to come and clean it once a week until they filled in the area with pea gravel.

Alright. So I am a 16 year old girl. I put two ages and genders because that’s the format, my ex mentioned in here is exactly one year younger. We dated when I was 15 and she was 14, 8 months ago (I’m freshly 16)
I am bisexual. I have dated one girl. It went horribly. I was very attached. It lasted 4 months and resulted in 8 months of her stalking and harassing me after dumping me. I had no self esteem before but that somehow made it a lot worse. I don't think a day goes by where it doesn't cross my mind. It was upsetting and I want to throw up every time I think of the fact I trusted this person who then told her friends I was ugly and all this awful shit that resulted in a restraining order against her. (Which I didn’t want but multiple adults in my school district forced me to file because…yeah it was bad) Now here's the thing. When I was with her. It gave me some sort of meaning. I wanted to thrive in life for her. I wanted to wake up in the morning and improve for her. I wanted to be alive. For her. And I miss that. I don't miss her. But I miss feeling like I had something to wake up in the morning for. And I miss feeling in love, and having someone I could tell every little secret to. And someone I could kiss and be a little vulgar with. Not having to hide anything. I could provide something for her that she wanted. She always wanted physical affection and that was validating. She asked me out first too and practically begged me to give her a chance. Also validating. I want those things back. But I don't want to be vulnerable that way. I've been so bored every day and I feel like I'm running in circles trying to navigate a world with no meaning. Studies have shown people lose feelings of love after 1-3 years, which I find really depressing. I miss those feelings but the idea of being in a meaningless situationship or a placeholder is utterly repulsive. I know I'm young and my therapist said I shouldn't date after going through all that. But dear god I'm so bored and I wanna feel something. I want a reason to get up and I don't think ill ever love myself enough to live for me alone. I'm doing okay. I am getting a job, getting fit with exercise, getting my grades up. Improving myself. But. Feeling bored. I know it's wrong to date for validation but I don't really know what to do with myself if it's not for someone else. I have always existed for others it seems.
This probably sounds cringey to adults given my age but I’m just…ick
TLDR; Only 16, probably too young for dating. Had a bad dating experience. Lonely, feeling lost and bor without something I really care about. Miss the feeling of caring about something.

I (35M) have an awesome six-year-old stepdaughter. The issue is that I am very burnt out by being her exclusive caretaker, so this post has more to do with my wife (32). I have been in my stepdaughter’s life since she was one, and she doesn’t have a relationship with her biological father, so for all intents and purposes I am her dad.
We moved someone far away from our families around three years ago because I got a great job offer. My wife is a nurse, and so is able to find employment almost anywhere she wants. She ran into personality clashes with people on the day shift, so has been doing night shifts here exclusively for over two years, and sometimes picking up overtime extensively. I would note that it’s not required for her to work that much, and I pay for around 90% of everything. She has been totally nocturnal, even on her days off, which leads to me being the only person engaging with my stepdaughter. There are occasions where she spends time with her daughter, but it isn’t for long periods of time very often. I guess the issue is that I feel like single parent to some extent. Every day I get her ready in the morning, take her to school, pick her up later, feed her, play with her, and put her to bed. Every day off I have is centered around my stepdaughter and doing things with her. I’m the one who figures out her requirements for school, appointments, etc. Over time, it has become very tiring on top of my career and I’m finding myself really struggling with it, which isn’t fair to her.
My wife doesn’t seem to understand what the problem is, and doesn’t express very much gratitude towards me for my efforts. When I explain how I feel like a single parent, she’ll retort that I’m benefiting from her working. I’ll say that I don’t really see the benefit because I’m paying for most things, and then she’ll snap and say she’ll have to work more then to help pay for things. She’ll then blame me for “making her become a nurse”, since she was in nursing school when I first met her, and I didn’t stop her I guess. It’s really not about the money for me, it’s just a desire for a balanced family.
I’m just really not sure of the best way to get my needs met, and I don’t know if I’m maybe being unreasonable and just need to suck it up. I feel like a jerk because I’m finding it difficult to have much enthusiasm with my step daughter over time, which isn’t fair to her, because I feel so isolated and like my relationship with my wife is so stressful — especially living somewhere with no family or friends nearby. Now that she’s six, it’s easier, but when this started she was still three and it was pretty intense on top of me having a brand new high pressure job and no spousal support.
I don’t want to paint the picture that I never have any positive interactions with my wife, or as a family — I do, but they aren’t very frequent. There’s more to the situation, but I tried to include all of the key details. I’m just wondering how to manage the way I’m feeling and work through this. I feel like over time I’m involuntarily becoming distant with my stepdaughter, and it’s because I feel abandoned by her mother. Still, I’m the main influence in her life now and want to be a good parent despite all the turmoil.

I have to premise that this is my first "serious" relationship.
I don't consider myself very much the outgoing type, but I enjoy walking to the store rather than ordering, going out with friends, traveling, going on road trips, etc. We started off long distance and everything seemed to be going well. We talked all day every day in voice or text. I knew she was more of the staying indoors type, and I was fine with that. And any time I asked if once I visited she'd do those things with me, and she promised to do so. Everything was going perfect, and any kind of issues were just due to the nature of long distance.
After 4 months, I visited her for almost 3 months, and at the very start things seemed to be ok. In the first two weeks we did go out once for dinner and once to the store. But she was having heavy migraines so I didn't want to push too hard. But then after that, we overall went out 3 times, once for a walk just before midnight to the nearby beach and back. Once to go for a doctors appointment (basically irrelevant), and once to the aquarium. She seemed to enjoy both times we spent time together and she wanted to stay out for longer. Other than that, every time I went to the store and asked if she would come along, she would refuse, and at some point I just stopped asking whether she'd come along, and just asked what she wants me to pick up. Every time I asked it felt like I was pressuring her into cutting off her own arm, so I never pushed for it at all.
It has now been 2 months since I'm back home, and ever since I came back, it feels like she has been slowly drifting away. We have been talking less and less. Some days even just bidding good morning and good night. That was until today. We had "the talk" and effectively we reached the conclusion that we're not happy together and things just aren't working out.
However here lies the issue. We still love each other and we want to be together, but it feels like there is nothing we can do to make it work. She suffers from depression, anxiety, and is overall low energy, and very easily drained. Whenever we do go out, she comes back weak, exhausted and with migraines that last over a day. (She's been to doctors for this but so far none have been able to help)
Is there any way to make this relationship work?

I am at the moment, I dropped the need to change this moment but still its not full acceptance. Thinking about the acceptance, "NO it would be again some kind of practice". I don't know about anything else but I gave up the practices. I 🛑 the enquiry, I 🛑 the need to change this moment. But it is not a full acceptance, I know. Because I can't feel it. Sitting here, when I think about the future I can spend rest of my week without anything but letting everything be and I find out MY BODY just want to stay in bed for whole day but my mind wants to go out. I am becoming like old one, SELF ENQUIRY helped me alot to get out but I can't practice it forever, it is at point where it beheaded itself. I don't know where to go now. If I say myself "I don't need to go anywhere " I will become the one who gets bored and use phone for whole day, who can't sit in silence, who doesn't look outside the window to see a moon. I used to do all these things during self enquiry but I feel like this are now become super tireding for me.

I started this subreddit, somewhat by accident. I meant to check name availability and this happened by accident. That being said, I’d like to introduce myself somewhat. I am sort of new-ish to this whole style of music. I only listened to a some songs here and there when I was in high school in the late ‘00s and early 2010’s. I was more of an industrial rock/metal kind of gal. Lately I’ve been getting more into futurepop and aggrotech mainly. For now I am posting links to songs I’ve been listening to. That said, I have been delving a little deeper into production (mainly working on my ear training right now. It’s taking a while, lol). When I get better at that I plan on sharing what I learn. If anyone is able to create tutorials and share them that would be much appreciated. Also we are in need of mods, so if you’d like then please send a message and tell us what you can bring to the table. Thanks for hearing me out and I hope you become and stay a member!

Hi all,
I have been researching LASIK and PRK a lot. I know many people have good success with it, but I've also read that it permanently weakens the cornea and long term, we don't know the effects. I'm also just afraid of something going wrong. My mind keeps on telling me that I don't trust God and that God is mad at me.
I read about the risks and complications, but tell myself this shouldn't happen to me because God is with me. I don't know if that's a right mindset. I feel reminded of when Satan tempts Jesus and says fall down for Scripture says God will catch you.
I guess I'm in a dilemma. I feel like I'm not trusting God and that I should trust him in life and that risks won't apply to me if I just pray to him. However, bad things happen to Christians too so I'm confused?
I'm sure many of you guys know me here by now. I can't find help besides the therapist I am talking to. I think I have an anxiety disorder. I am battling cancer and hopefully my scans next week show I am clear. I am afraid of getting sick. I'm 25, everything I Strive for as a human (Marriage, career, etc.) just gets poisoned by my anxiety. I'm barely holding on and these thoughts kill me. I'm reading the word, praying, but guys I don't know what to think of God and faith and my problems anymore. Please have mercy on me.

I (37F) am an only child, and my only living blood relative that I know is my maternal grandmother (79). For all intents and purposes, she raised me and we are very close. She will be 80 this year, and has decided to sell her home in a town about an hour away and move to where I live to be near my husband and I. She has no mortgage so will be closing with about 183k. After a few discussions, she asked if we would be interested in selling our house to her. It’s in an area she likes and honestly suits her needs better than ours in many ways, so we decided to go for it since we’ve never LOVED this house. How do I start this process? I currently have a mortgage on the home with ~135k left. I purchased the home in 2021 for $169,900, and the house appraised for 175k. Our thoughts were that it might be just as simple as her paying the mortgage , and returning the investment I put down on the home when I purchased (~32k). Then me as the owner, would file the change of ownership paperwork to deed the house to her. Surely there is more involved than I’ve mentioned, right? Let me know if more context is needed!

Hi, my daughter (22 lives at home) has adhd and I’m trying to understand how she thinks. A frustration of mine is when I state a boundary/rule I would have in my home she is very respectful in the way she talks to me and accepts my rules being that its my house (and maybe even just because I’m dad) but what I don’t get is this. My wife says this is a symptom of adhd and she is not purposely being respecful. So imagine this situation as an example…
Me setting a rule: ‘hey daughter, I do not want you piling items in the living room because it makes it hard to move around’
Her response: ‘ok I understand’ and proceeds to pile her things in another inconvenient place.
Thats a made up issue but just the idea that she needs me to say ‘don’t pile here, don’t pile there, don’t pile it ANYWHERE!’ Is different than how I think. I would hear the heart of the issue which is piling my stuff where people live is not ok and just pack it in a closet or an appropriate place. Apparently she needs me to specify all the places not to pile.
I feel disrespected because its like saying to a child ‘don’t jump on the bed’ and now they are only ‘bouncing’ on the bed. But is anyone out there that can confirm this is an adhd symptom or thats how you need things explained to you?
Again the piling story is made up to explain. Thats not an actual issue but the idea is the same over several issues we’ve had.

I bought a couch off FB marketplace and the length measurements they sent me were way off. It's like 2 feet longer than they said it was. It was a PITA getting it in here and I don't really want to go through reselling it and finding something else. But I think it feels and looks too big because of where the tv needs to be placed mostly. I need more outside opinions! Excuse the clutter - just moved in recently.

I recently met up with my friend in person for the first time. It was a long drive for me, around 6 hours, but I prepared for it. Before I made the trip, I asked her what the plans were on what we were doing. She wanted to go out. I said okay sounds great.
Then I find out, just from her talking casually about it, she wants to go out 1.5 away to a very large city. I say okay, but how are we getting there.
She says that she will drive and she will be the DD and will "sober up" by closing. I tell her that the only way I'm comfortable is if we stay in her town, which is also quite large, to drink or we get a hotel in the city. I explain to her that I will be too tired to be driving around a large city.
She asks me again and says that she will be alright because of her bad experiences blah blah she won't drink that much so she can drive blah blah. She then agrees to look into hotels.
I drive to her house and she tells me that she didn't look into hotels and is just going to drive us because she respects how far I drove that day and that she only plans on having a few. We get in her car to go, she informs me she's NEVER BEEN THERE BEFORE and is nervous. And I ask, do you know where we are parking? And she goes, oh I didn't think of that, guess we will wing it!
Then, she's driving erratically, texting, while we are on the way - explaining to me that she took special driving classes and knows how to handle the road. Meanwhile, going off the road and speeding.
At this point, I'm incredibly frustrated. We get to the bar / club and it's a good time. I'm making sure to only drink one drink because I don't really trust this girl to be good on her word. What do you know, after two drinks she tells me she's "super drunk and will need a ride"
Wait, excuse me?
So, she starts texting all these guys. Leans over to me and says "So and so is going to pick us up!". I flat out tell her NO. She goes "whatttt? I should call my ex!" and I tell her "I'm really not comfortable going to a strange man's house right now" At this point, I'm internally panicking because I am engaged and cannot be going to someone else's house. I'm also trying to figure out how I will get to her house for my belongings and my car, as well as get somewhere to sleep if she gets picked up.
I go over to the bar and get us both waters. Then, we are chilling and both dancing. I'm extremely bad with conflict, so it was very awkward for me to then ask again what the hell was going on.
She shrugs and says, "The boys said no! But I'll keep asking!" so I say "okay are you ready to go?" and she goes "Not yet!" And I say "I think we better get going".
Now she's disgruntled and we walk out the door and she KICKS her shoes off in front of everyone and says "I'm just toooooo drunk" and is hanging on random people and cat-calling guys. I'm extremely embarrassed at this point.
So I'm like what are we doing? And she's like "well should we look at hotels?" And I'm like "are you joking? It's 1 in the morning and I'm not prepared to pay for a hotel. I could pitch in, however, if you find one". And she is just staring at me and I'm like "I'm extremely exhausted right now, but I'll drive" and she goes "oh, my car has a tail light and head light out" and I go "I'm not driving then, sorry, you can drive". She didn't have more than two drinks the entire night, over the course of 4.5 hours, but I also did not want to risk having myself get pulled over for her car issues. It felt like she purposefully was doing this with the intention of staying at a guy's house the entire time.
TL;DR: I feel like my friend purposefully didn't tell me our plans for the night when I was 6 hours from home so she could meet up with guys, convincing me that she would be good to drive and not bothering with a hotel.

I’m a player that brings my baby to the game. Since it’s 4pm to 8pm, I feed her during recap then take care of her as everyone has their chance to decide what to do.
Lately, I have been following everyone’s lead. I have been having trouble be one with my character as of late, and taking care of my baby without it disturbing the table has become difficult. Last week was the hardest so I led the table at 7:30pm and just waited for my hubby in the car.
My hubby told me not to worry about feeling like a failure for not being able to calm her this time, or be upset that I snapped at him. He understood that I was just frustrated, but it was the first time our table had seen me upset like that.
We didn’t hear anything about last week until near the end of yesterday’s session.
My baby was doing better, but I was still very distracted to keep her quiet. Lots of dancing and holding (prior she would just fall asleep after a good feed and rocking.) Though the DM still offered the idea of my hubby and I rotate being at the table and have the baby home.
My hubby and I knew this day would come, but he had hoped it would be when she’s crawling. He didn’t understand why the DM thought it was a problem to have our baby at the table.
I do. We are the only couple at the table, only ones with a baby. Even if the guys at the table are the same age as us, we are not at the same stage of life as them.
I am glad we could bring and play D&D these last 4 months together. My hubby has his own car now. So he doesn’t have to rely on me and baby to bring him to D&D and back.
It sucks for me as I had to quit Tuesday games because it would go on past her bed time, and she was much harder to soothe those nights. Saturday was my only in person game.
I play online with my brother on Sunday, and after my baby is put into her crib. So I am more focused on that game. However my brother and most of his friends are in Cali or Nevada or Arizona. I am in South Carolina. It being the only game is not bad, just the potential of loosing all of my in person games only makes me realize how alone I am out here…
If there is any advise that can be given to this player or even parent advise, I would appreciate it. How to make friends while being a parent is something I hope can happen organically as she gets older and I can bring her to toddler activities, but advise there would be appreciated as well.

I was there for nearly 10 years. Its nice to know at least some people there had my back. But also funny to see I've started something. They're now down like 7 members of staff. Maybe that's why I'm still on payroll as an unauthorised absence when I quit 5 days ago 🫡
See you in hell, fuckers. I'd rather be evicted for not paying my rent than ever get verbally abused by my colleagues ever again.
Some of my favourites:
Dirty water got poured in my work boots and my handmade gloves got cut up. Management shrugged and said no camera so don't know don't care sorry
Refused 40p/hr pay rise to help out in other department that was struggling. Cashier is lowest wage in store. I'm trained on banking and payroll and service desk and paint mix which all count to qualify for a pay increase. Said no sorry, not in budget. Hire new staff member on next pay band I was asking for. Find out other cashier notorious for laziness on pay increase. Same with other lazy colleague on service desk. While telling 9 year employee no money in budget for increase and getting angry that I refuse to pick up phone on service desk (not my job or in my job description lol) when I'm just on my till waiting for a customer
Adjusting timesheets for certain people so they don't get late strikes by literally not clocking in and adjusting payroll, then giving other colleagues strikes for being 3 minutes late because of public transport etc.
Rumours that I cut myself in the work bathroom and came in on a Sunday to fuck another colleague in the staff room, where I pushed him against the lockers and called him daddy and begged him to f- me. I've been in a relationship since 2016 man
Give a group of favourites 6-2:30 Monday to Friday and no weekends and all on next pay band up. Colleague was like this isn't okay? And got told to shut the fuck up by manager. (Contracts are 6-8pm Sun-Mon anytime within contracted hours. That's retail baby) although they're all now struggling because I always covered evenings and weekends and a couple of the others who have quit or are now refusing, there's days where there's literally 1 member of staff for a 6 person desk on weekends.
Deputy store manager said to my close friend in another department that I need to "shut the fuck up and get over myself" when asking for help with my disability
Called a sperg and that I "look like a retard" (I'm autistic/adhd and regularly make autism jokes with someone I worked with who also had it but what in the goddamm fuck? LOL) by a supervisor and my grievance got ignored. I kind of stopped caring here so me and the person I worked with just called each other Turbo Sperg as a greeting.
The closest I got to my disability accomodation meeting was a quick conversation with no witness note taker or HOH rep, that then got written up on formal paperwork that they tried to ask me to date and sign when they couldn't even date the paperwork with when the "meeting" took place, it also got written up from memory 4 DAYS later by my manager who made half of it up and when I refused to sign it and asked why I didn't get any representative or note taker etc, got told it wasn't formal. They never replied to my email asking for a follow up meeting + clarification on why it was on formal paperwork needing a signature and date if it wasn't formal. This was in March and the day I quit I was still waiting on a reply.
It's well known that I will do anything for anyone - I've loaned colleagues £600, handed out my switch to multiple people without a second thought, made three several tiered birthday cakes for parents who couldn't afford birthday cakes for their kids, crocheted and sewed probably 20 gifts or random presents to people just because I liked them. My love language is handmade gifts or giving help anywhere I can because I find verbal communication can sometimes be hard for me. Not always, but I find bonding via chatting and whatnot sometimes difficult. I find out these same people are calling me a retard and blaming me when they get in trouble for gossiping and spreading rumours. The fantastic side of having autism is not knowing you're being exploited until it's too late. I doubt I'll ever see my poor switch again.
It took me FOUR MONTHS to get uniform this last time around and when I quit I'd been waiting again for 6 weeks. I've lost a massive amount of weight because of stress and illness (like, 40lbs) and I was still in the same uniform. I have some hilarious email trails I forwarded straight back to them when they tried to say I was lying and never asked for uniform. I remember saying something like "I know you think I'm the retard due to how you talk about me, but I'm smart enough to know my clothes don't fit" and literally demonstrated the 4 inches of room I had in my work trousers. 😭 it got ordered that day.
Anyway, rant over, fuck that shit hole. My friends still work there so I'm getting a spectator view of it falling apart. I applied to one of my dream jobs after years of being told I wasn't good enough to even be a cashier. I've got a decade of being treated like shit to make up for now.
Every single one of you out there being made to feel like shit whether its by customers or coworkers - you are enough, you work your ass off and I see it. We all deserve so much better.

I seen some clips of him here and there plus, I watched him live in the World Cup final. Him along with kolo munai were instrumental in France comeback. Those two came on and completely changed the game. He’s available on a free this summer and I think he would be a great addition. Thoughts?

Sunday June 4th, 2023 12pm:
I clocked into my shift expecting to spend yet another day making drinks and helping customers, but today it was different.
After a couple hours of being on the floor my shift manager said that we were going to try the new Oleato drinks. I have to admit I was a little intrigued about it. How good can olive oil and coffee be.
The first sip was pleasant but left a residue on my tongue and lips. I ignored the feeling and drank on.
By the time I finished the short cup it was already too late.
1pm:
I was making drinks when my coworker said to me that their stomach was hurting. “Maybe I’m just getting sick” they said. I respond back in an appropriate manner and turn to look at the latte I’m making when I feel it.
I think I just need to use the bathroom and excuse myself. But that was only the beginning.
2pm:
At this point every 5 minutes one of us is using the bathroom. My intestines were screaming at me.
3pm:
I finally finish my shift and begin to head home and that’s when the horror really starts.
The pain I am feeling is approaching colonoscopy prep. I press my foot on the gas, praying I will make it home in time. Every red light makes my heart beat faster and my ass clench tighter.
I will not shit myself in the car.
One red light later, I come to the realization that I will not be able to make it home. I make the quick decision to turn towards the gas station.
I waddled through those doors like I’ve never waddled in my life. Every step my bowels closer to eruption.
I slam the door to the bathroom closed barely remembering to lock it. I get to the toilet and rip my pants off. The flood gates opened. The sound of my bowels reached Krakatoa levels.
I throw my shirt off and collapse down on my legs.
Soon after my shoes and pants follow.
I sit in this dirty bathroom naked with liquid gushing out of my ass.
I pray that it will end soon.
10 minutes later:
I collect myself and throw my clothes back on. A man is on the other side of the door and I apologize to him.
I quickly hop in my car and race back home.
Currently:
I sit here from the toilet writing this. I’m feeling a bit better and silently cursing that tiny drink.
The only thing I have to offer is this. Only drink this if you have no where to be in the next few hours or else you’ll end up like me.
Naked, hunched over in a gas station toilet, while satan leaves your body.

My friends and I at work were talking and they are hands down convinced that Victorians are easily the worst drivers in the country. Me growing up in in Vic but now I’m SA and I do have to say there are some terrible drivers here in South Aus. Let’s put this too bed. What is everyone’s opinion?

I’m on the fence between being ironically and unironically Anarchist, but what if it goes from anarchism to some sort of rule again? What if everyone just kills everyone and its all worse, then we end up creating a police force? I have a family that are conservative americans and the way i see anarcjism from their lens is “anarchism=lawless—>everything on fire” but from my lens its just doing what you want, like, what im trying to say is that we created ruling systems, i know things can vastly change, but idk if there were any anarchist societies and if there were, did they just loop back to having some sort of rule? sorry if theres just blatant ignorance in this post and im missing the mark lol