Fratty guys just get drunk and project their confidence by being loud alcoholics to cover up their massive insecurities
Or, they really have bought in to their own brand of bullshit and think they're awesome and special and definitely don't have a crippling chemical dependency because they never learned how to socialize properly
Just my field observations of four years as a bouncer at college bars
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Well shit. I thought it was going to be more complicated than that.
If it was a long black sleeved coat, it was Dress A or Dress B a.k.a. Alphas and Bravos.
If it was a khaki long sleeved shirt, it was Dress C a.k.a. Charlies.
If it was a khaki short sleeved shirt, it was Dress D a.k.a. Deltas.
This is all presuming the jarheads in question were wearing blue slacks with/without a red stripe along the outer seam running perpendicular down to the deck ... a.k.a. ground.
they make you call the ground the deck in the marines, too?
that's even dumber than having to do it in the 'bees
It's not a window, it's a porthole.
It's not a door, it's a hatch.
It's not a pen, it's an inkstick.
It's not your mouth, it's a soup cooler.
It's not your hand, it's a dick skinner.
Scuttlebutt, head, blouse, trousers, and cover still slip out sometimes and I look like an idiot trying to explain why.
Edit: You know what's really bad? I still find myself unconsciously 'getting in step' with other people.
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My sister is, for lack of a more accurate label, schizophrenic, frail due to developmental disabilities, and prone to non-epileptic seizures when stressed. She also was missing when we checked in on her room at 11:30 PM. It's dark and has been storming outside.
We drove over all the places we think she might have gone, went through all the main and side roads and parks around our house multiple times, called the police, and drove to the local crisis centers and hospitals.
I've been told to go home and wait at this point. I just have to pray and wait.
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My sister is, for lack of a more accurate label, schizophrenic, frail due to developmental disabilities, and prone to non-epileptic seizures when stressed. She also was missing when we checked in on her room at 11:30 PM. It's dark and has been storming outside.
We drove over all the places we think she might have gone, went through all the main and side roads and parks around our house multiple times, called the police, and drove to the local crisis centers and hospitals.
I've been told to go home and wait at this point. I just have to pray and wait.
Damn dude, that's awful... I hope everything turns out the best possible way.
It's not the first time something like this has happened, and these events have been happening less often, in general.
I hope to expect to find out she was at a person's house, and simply disabled her phone.
We never found any collapsed persons (which was our main worry), and we were thorough. She's gone on walks before without telling anyone, and wound up extremely hurt when found collapsed face first on a hot sidewalk.
It's a relatively low crime town, so it's less likely someone snatched her. (doesn't cause us to not worry)
Hopefully a relative or someone will call and let us know she contacted them and is safe. It's also possible she causes a disturbance somewhere and the local police or crisis center will tell us what's up.
Thank you for the well wishes. Giving it sometime, and writing it out, I think I can try to rationalize it not turning out the worst.
Sister was located. I'll spare the details for dignity's sake. She's not doing great, though I think she'll bounce back into normal rhythm after healing up.
Most important thing is that she's alive and resting. I'd been tasked with watching the shop most of the day, when folk were looking for her, and I'm glad I can stop worrying to that degree.
So my parents apparently went to a Rolling Stones concert recently. And now they are constantly sending really terrible quality video of the concert they shot on their phones. Imagine a bunch of fifty and sixty year olds acting crazy and hooping and hollering and you'll get the idea. It's pretty great. Glad they finally have time to do stuff like this in their retirement.
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So my parents apparently went to a Rolling Stones concert recently. And now they are constantly sending really terrible quality video of the concert they shot on their phones. Imagine a bunch of fifty and sixty year olds acting crazy and hooping and hollering and you'll get the idea. It's pretty great. Glad they finally have time to do stuff like this in their retirement.
When Bachman-Turner were touring a couple years back with Blue Oyster Cult, my dad became friends with their bassist and we got to have the full backstage treatment (not just the meet & greet). It was pretty cool to see my dad so happy and live out one of his dreams.
I love my cousins dearly but this outdoor wedding in the Texas summer bullshit gets old fast. Even though this one has a bar, it's an hour drive back to the house and I have to be awake at 4:30 in the morning.
Fuck it, I'm having a beer, I've earned it.
....
Aaaaaaand instead of 'Here Comes the Bride,' we're going with the intro music from Final Fantasy 3.
(she needs something that can run Java, which her ipad can't do, so she can use her proprietary school grades system, and to print coupons from shady ass coupon sites)
yeah they do, I bought one recently because I needed a cheap light laptop to cart around to robot shows to do demos and stuff. Apart from the nightmare that was trying to uninstall Windows, it's perfect.
Would never recommend it for anything serious, but for lightweight use a couple of notches above a tablet, they're pretty good.
I have an Asus laptop that I got for school last year around $250?
15" screen, 2.16 ghz, 4 gb RAM, 500 gigs memory, no cd drive, lightweight.
It handles most things pretty damn well! I can run xcom slowly on it, hook it up to TV for Netflix and HBOGo, pretty decent for typing, use excel on it regularly, browse Internet. Handled a year being hauled around in a backpack
Model number is X55IEB01
As far as cost and what I use it for, can't complain.
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All I would recommend as someone who ships out defective laptops by the truckload every single.month is, if you must buy something for under $500, check reviews for it.
$250, $300 laptops are that cheap because the part quality is garbage. Doesn't mean one is guaranteed to fail by any stretch, but yeah.
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Oh man today... so, apparently an old "friend", read former boss/coworker called my mother today trying to get her out of retirement. I won't go into the itty nitty details of the past... but I'll just say that my mother was a former senior management staff of a small mental health provider, this friend was the boss, and... things went bad. Money was mismanaged, employee checks weren't paid, and eventually my mother discovered and then had to report that several other life long friends were stealing tons of money. At best this boss was an incompetent fool and at worst she was aware of off all the blatant criminal behavior and simply managed to make the authorities buy that she had plausible deniability. She abused my mother's generosity and desire to help people and got her to take on more and more responsibility until my mother was basically the only one keeping the company afloat for months before discovering the massive fraud, when she reported it and quit working for that company.
So now, she calls and she's apparently managed to worm her way back to a position where somebody somewhere in the mental health system has made the poor decision to again trust her with managing services for patients. And she calls my mother. And she asks her to take on a position, nothing big, just advisory, and she says oh she'll pay under the table so it won't jeopardize my mother's social security. And oh one of those old mutual friends from the mental health industry died and oh how lonely she is having to take care of two children with mental handicaps and just... Fuck her. First off, starting off the conversation by mentioning the death of a friend that my mother didn't know about was a calculated, emotionally manipulative move. Second, her suggestion that she pay my mother under the table? That is super illegal, could get all my mother's social security taken away, and could even get her thrown in prison. So she is still either intentionally practicing shady business practices or she's still an idiot who doesn't understand rules or consequences.
And my mother... she was close to accepting. Because apparently she's been depressed because she feels worthless in retirement because she isn't helping people like she used to. And on top of that she's been worrying about money because of expenses related to a lot of her immediate and extended family where she's been helping to pay for (some other people's) really dumb mistakes. Luckily I think me and my father combined have pretty much talked her out of it, although neither of us are going to try to stop her because it's really her decision either way, even if we overwhelmingly think it's a bad one. She's agreed to not make a decision about it for awhile though, so I don't think she'll end up doing it. With the depression thing... well, it's not exactly new and depression runs rampant in my family so in some ways it's not going to be the hardest conversation for us to have. I am going to end up recommending she see some kind of councilor because I don't think my mother, bless her heart, ever likes worrying the people close to her. So I think having someone else to discuss her self-esteem issues with would really help. I'm glad it's out in the open though. I know from personal experience how important it is to have an open dialogue about this stuff.
And if my mother wants to spend lots of time out of the house helping others, well... my father wouldn't prefer that, but he'd much rather her do what she loves and spend a few hours less time with him each day than for her to feel bad about herself. As for the financial situation, well it's not that bad and I'll start contributing to pay for the rest of my family before I let my mother take up a job like that again.
I've talked with her on numerous ocassions and told her that she needs to back the fuck off my husband. She continually finds ways to belittle him when he's not around to defend himself and calls our marriage into question because of how we have our tasks divided up.
I'm a stay-at-home mom. I do housework, grocery shopping, and baby stuff. He works full time in a warehouse, moving canoes, kyacks, safes, and other heavy things. Apparently, he's taking advantage of me because he doesn't do baby stuff as much as she would like.
My husband ADORES our daughter. Nothing brightens him after a shit day at work like her little 2-tooth smile. He plays with her, sings to her, changes her diapers when I ask him to, feeds her while I'm eating my dinner, and watches her when I need my alone time. Somehow, that's not good enough because he doesn't feed her in the middle of the night when she wakes up.
She's also pissed off that he doesn't have his driver's license yet. He's had to work through some emotional trauma regarding two car accidents he was a passenger in, so I'm not really bothered by his lack of ambition in getting a license. My sister sure is, though. And she brings it up every chance she gets. Apparently, she thinks he's treating me like a cheuffer. The truth of the matter, and I have brought this up every time, is that I have more need of the car than he does.
I'm just frustrated, because we get along okay otherwise. I wish she would back off my man. It's getting tiresome.
Sometimes though, telling a family member to back off (in this case, my father, and reverse the roles around, aside from both of us don't drive) is fruitless. Every time I see my father, it's the same thing. "Does he have a full time job yet? You really shouldn't be biking to work, he needs to get his license and drive you. You should cut down on work hours so when your maternity leave ends you can spend more time with the baby. I feel he's taking advantage of you" The last one is incredibly irritating because as the major breadwinner, I like having the financial independence, as opposed to worrying about asking my spouse for money to go grocery shopping or whatever.
In their minds they think they're looking out for you, but in reality, they're just projecting their expectations of family life onto you. In my case, apparently my dad thinks we should be living a 1950's Leave it to Beaver lifestyle.
Lost another grandparent, second one this year. It was my mothers father, and they lived about an hour away, which means I saw them a lot more often than my fathers mother, who died on new years day. I'm worried about my remaining grandparent, though. My mother and aunt are taking them back up to Boston with them so she won't be alone, but I honestly don't know how she'll cope with him being gone and her still being here. I'm worried she'll lose the will to live. She broke a bunch of bones after a fall a few weeks ago, so she's pretty much stuck in the house already, which already had her really depressed.
That's hard to deal with Javen, sorry to hear that. Just try to stay in contact with them as often as you can! Phone calls are always good! I can text my only remaining grandparent which is nice but I try to call at least once a week.
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My 9-year-old son had a full-on existential crisis yesterday. He was very concerned that he would die someday and even more concerned that I would die. In the middle of blubbering tears, he was determined that we needed to find a way to get a wish granted so that neither one of us died.
I did my best to talk to him about it gently and tell him that it was a long ways off for both of us, and we talked about why people are supposed to die eventually, and also wishes being just a fantasy. But man, I wasn't prepared for the fear of death to overwhelm him this quickly.
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I remember doing that in elementary school, except I was luckily a lot more subdued and asking "what if this is it?" and feeling really detached from myself (I was looking in a mirror at the time).
Freaked the hell out of the other 8 year olds. Though I think the faculty expected it a bit from me given that had depression from my parents divorcing when I was 5.
My 9-year-old son had a full-on existential crisis yesterday. He was very concerned that he would die someday and even more concerned that I would die. In the middle of blubbering tears, he was determined that we needed to find a way to get a wish granted so that neither one of us died.
I did my best to talk to him about it gently and tell him that it was a long ways off for both of us, and we talked about why people are supposed to die eventually, and also wishes being just a fantasy. But man, I wasn't prepared for the fear of death to overwhelm him this quickly.
I remember having that crisis when I was a kid! Middle of the night and there I was, blubbering away in the bathroom. good times, good times. :bro:
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Or, they really have bought in to their own brand of bullshit and think they're awesome and special and definitely don't have a crippling chemical dependency because they never learned how to socialize properly
Just my field observations of four years as a bouncer at college bars
Whoa, slow down there hotshot!
Trousers!
Satans..... hints.....
We drove over all the places we think she might have gone, went through all the main and side roads and parks around our house multiple times, called the police, and drove to the local crisis centers and hospitals.
I've been told to go home and wait at this point. I just have to pray and wait.
Damn dude, that's awful... I hope everything turns out the best possible way.
I hope to expect to find out she was at a person's house, and simply disabled her phone.
We never found any collapsed persons (which was our main worry), and we were thorough. She's gone on walks before without telling anyone, and wound up extremely hurt when found collapsed face first on a hot sidewalk.
It's a relatively low crime town, so it's less likely someone snatched her. (doesn't cause us to not worry)
Hopefully a relative or someone will call and let us know she contacted them and is safe. It's also possible she causes a disturbance somewhere and the local police or crisis center will tell us what's up.
Thank you for the well wishes. Giving it sometime, and writing it out, I think I can try to rationalize it not turning out the worst.
Most important thing is that she's alive and resting. I'd been tasked with watching the shop most of the day, when folk were looking for her, and I'm glad I can stop worrying to that degree.
When Bachman-Turner were touring a couple years back with Blue Oyster Cult, my dad became friends with their bassist and we got to have the full backstage treatment (not just the meet & greet). It was pretty cool to see my dad so happy and live out one of his dreams.
Fuck it, I'm having a beer, I've earned it.
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Aaaaaaand instead of 'Here Comes the Bride,' we're going with the intro music from Final Fantasy 3.
Keith, you are giant fucking nerd.
American 3, Japanese 6.
I also have to think you actually meant 2/4, because (had trouble getting the timestamps right, they only seem to sort of work):
Gets used a lot at weddings, while this would be kind of... ominous:
Unless you meant this:
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"I need to buy a laptop, can you help me?"
Shoot me now, please.
(she needs something that can run Java, which her ipad can't do, so she can use her proprietary school grades system, and to print coupons from shady ass coupon sites)
Steam ID: Obos Vent: Obos
Wait, do those even exist anymore?
Would never recommend it for anything serious, but for lightweight use a couple of notches above a tablet, they're pretty good.
I don't dread getting him set up with one.
I actually bought a new one for myself recently. Putting in an SSD and extra memory made it pretty damn good for the overall cost.
15" screen, 2.16 ghz, 4 gb RAM, 500 gigs memory, no cd drive, lightweight.
It handles most things pretty damn well! I can run xcom slowly on it, hook it up to TV for Netflix and HBOGo, pretty decent for typing, use excel on it regularly, browse Internet. Handled a year being hauled around in a backpack
Model number is X55IEB01
As far as cost and what I use it for, can't complain.
Everything else is what I know he'd probably find nice once he started using it.
$250, $300 laptops are that cheap because the part quality is garbage. Doesn't mean one is guaranteed to fail by any stretch, but yeah.
The Imperial March from Star Wars is played out, so I would probably use something else that sounds imposing and spoopy. Maybe like this:
https://youtube.com/watch?v=2vYmO5i-KVI
It's upsetting.
I hope she grows out of it soon. She better grow out of that shit before she goes to college, she worries me.
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So now, she calls and she's apparently managed to worm her way back to a position where somebody somewhere in the mental health system has made the poor decision to again trust her with managing services for patients. And she calls my mother. And she asks her to take on a position, nothing big, just advisory, and she says oh she'll pay under the table so it won't jeopardize my mother's social security. And oh one of those old mutual friends from the mental health industry died and oh how lonely she is having to take care of two children with mental handicaps and just... Fuck her. First off, starting off the conversation by mentioning the death of a friend that my mother didn't know about was a calculated, emotionally manipulative move. Second, her suggestion that she pay my mother under the table? That is super illegal, could get all my mother's social security taken away, and could even get her thrown in prison. So she is still either intentionally practicing shady business practices or she's still an idiot who doesn't understand rules or consequences.
And my mother... she was close to accepting. Because apparently she's been depressed because she feels worthless in retirement because she isn't helping people like she used to. And on top of that she's been worrying about money because of expenses related to a lot of her immediate and extended family where she's been helping to pay for (some other people's) really dumb mistakes. Luckily I think me and my father combined have pretty much talked her out of it, although neither of us are going to try to stop her because it's really her decision either way, even if we overwhelmingly think it's a bad one. She's agreed to not make a decision about it for awhile though, so I don't think she'll end up doing it. With the depression thing... well, it's not exactly new and depression runs rampant in my family so in some ways it's not going to be the hardest conversation for us to have. I am going to end up recommending she see some kind of councilor because I don't think my mother, bless her heart, ever likes worrying the people close to her. So I think having someone else to discuss her self-esteem issues with would really help. I'm glad it's out in the open though. I know from personal experience how important it is to have an open dialogue about this stuff.
And if my mother wants to spend lots of time out of the house helping others, well... my father wouldn't prefer that, but he'd much rather her do what she loves and spend a few hours less time with him each day than for her to feel bad about herself. As for the financial situation, well it's not that bad and I'll start contributing to pay for the rest of my family before I let my mother take up a job like that again.
Won't have to deal with shady boss or risk getting in trouble
I've talked with her on numerous ocassions and told her that she needs to back the fuck off my husband. She continually finds ways to belittle him when he's not around to defend himself and calls our marriage into question because of how we have our tasks divided up.
I'm a stay-at-home mom. I do housework, grocery shopping, and baby stuff. He works full time in a warehouse, moving canoes, kyacks, safes, and other heavy things. Apparently, he's taking advantage of me because he doesn't do baby stuff as much as she would like.
My husband ADORES our daughter. Nothing brightens him after a shit day at work like her little 2-tooth smile. He plays with her, sings to her, changes her diapers when I ask him to, feeds her while I'm eating my dinner, and watches her when I need my alone time. Somehow, that's not good enough because he doesn't feed her in the middle of the night when she wakes up.
She's also pissed off that he doesn't have his driver's license yet. He's had to work through some emotional trauma regarding two car accidents he was a passenger in, so I'm not really bothered by his lack of ambition in getting a license. My sister sure is, though. And she brings it up every chance she gets. Apparently, she thinks he's treating me like a cheuffer. The truth of the matter, and I have brought this up every time, is that I have more need of the car than he does.
I'm just frustrated, because we get along okay otherwise. I wish she would back off my man. It's getting tiresome.
In their minds they think they're looking out for you, but in reality, they're just projecting their expectations of family life onto you. In my case, apparently my dad thinks we should be living a 1950's Leave it to Beaver lifestyle.
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Dear Satan.....
I'd love nothing more than to stay at home and never have to work again. But noooo, my wife doesn't want to get a job that pays shitloads of money.
I do most of the cooking anyways, wish i could spend 3 hours on dinner in between chores err'day.
She has a better work ethic then me, but she won't believe me when i say she should be a principal instead of a teacher.
So i still make more money than her without even trying.
I did my best to talk to him about it gently and tell him that it was a long ways off for both of us, and we talked about why people are supposed to die eventually, and also wishes being just a fantasy. But man, I wasn't prepared for the fear of death to overwhelm him this quickly.
Freaked the hell out of the other 8 year olds. Though I think the faculty expected it a bit from me given that had depression from my parents divorcing when I was 5.
I remember having that crisis when I was a kid! Middle of the night and there I was, blubbering away in the bathroom. good times, good times. :bro: