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This is the thread to bitch about our jobs. Please show sympathy and support for your fellow posters, as often they need a place to vent some steam, unwind, or otherwise talk themselves out of doing stupid things in a fit of pique. Practically everyone has worked retail at some point, so can understand both the issues with being a retailer as well as the issues that customers experience. The same is true for office work. One place it isn't often true, but brings up a lot of feelings, is with our fellow teachers and librarians. We all went through, typically, at least 12 years of education, and it's impossible to live 12 years doing anything without suffering some trauma. However, please don't use the stories shared by our educators as a jumping board to bring up your own childhood trauma. It's very disheartening to receive nothing but negative feedback in response to your career, and they need our support, not our psychological issues. Everyone should have a safe space to complain.
So, lately I've been doing good. As a couple of major projects I wanted done but never had the time to work on were moved to another team, who will be rolling out a major portion of the work in a couple of weeks. So my workload is much more manageable now, although very busy as I've been helping get another major program started. But my work for that ends next week.
My dad has recognized that my step-mom needs to be in a nursing home, but he's not willing to take that step, because he's not willing to risk his own independence. We've talked a few times about his wishes when he passes, and he has made me the executor of his estate. Last week, he and a company called Veteran's Life Insurance contacted me about some of his arrangements. The gentlemen I was supposed to talk with sent me a text trying to sell me on planning my arrangements with his company. Which, I'm 46, I'm not at that point in my life. And this guy would know that if he was in any way legitimate. So I did some googling and found out it's basically an MLM Scam. I ended up getting in a very heated discussion with my dad before I just googled the company's name on his computer, and showed him that the very first suggested result from google was "Is Veteran's Life Insurance a scam?". He, and I, have since blocked his number entirely.
Spoilering this because it's extremely sad.
This is the thread to bitch about our jobs. Please show sympathy and support for your fellow posters, as often they need a place to vent some steam, unwind, or otherwise talk themselves out of doing stupid things in a fit of pique. Practically everyone has worked retail at some point, so can understand both the issues with being a retailer as well as the issues that customers experience. The same is true for office work. One place it isn't often true, but brings up a lot of feelings, is with our fellow teachers and librarians. We all went through, typically, at least 12 years of education, and it's impossible to live 12 years doing anything without suffering some trauma. However, please don't use the stories shared by our educators as a jumping board to bring up your own childhood trauma. It's very disheartening to receive nothing but negative feedback in response to your career, and they need our support, not our psychological issues. Everyone should have a safe space to complain.
So, lately I've been doing good. As a couple of major projects I wanted done but never had the time to work on were moved to another team, who will be rolling out a major portion of the work in a couple of weeks. So my workload is much more manageable now, although very busy as I've been helping get another major program started. But my work for that ends next week.
My dad has recognized that my step-mom needs to be in a nursing home, but he's not willing to take that step, because he's not willing to risk his own independence. We've talked a few times about his wishes when he passes, and he has made me the executor of his estate. Last week, he and a company called Veteran's Life Insurance contacted me about some of his arrangements. The gentlemen I was supposed to talk with sent me a text trying to sell me on planning my arrangements with his company. Which, I'm 46, I'm not at that point in my life. And this guy would know that if he was in any way legitimate. So I did some googling and found out it's basically an MLM Scam. I ended up getting in a very heated discussion with my dad before I just googled the company's name on his computer, and showed him that the very first suggested result from google was "Is Veteran's Life Insurance a scam?". He, and I, have since blocked his number entirely.
Spoilering this because it's extremely sad.
I called my dad on Friday evening to make sure we were still on for lunch the next day, and he agreed, but also told me that their 8 year old shih-tzu mix wasn't feeling good, and he had an appointment with our vet at 8:00 am. I offered to go with him, as I know if one of the dogs pulls while his cane isn't steady, it's easy for him to call. I arrived and picked up Jojo, who I had seen the previous week. She had gone from being an extremely fat dog to around her normal weight by losing 6 lbs in a week. I had been telling my dad for years that if he didn't get their weight under control, they would die years earlier than they should. Sure enough, the vet confirmed she was in Diabetic Ketoacidosis. I had gone through this with a previous dog of mine. Unfortunately, because she had been in DKA for 4 or 5 days, her kidneys were no longer properly functioning. The vet offered us the option to either have her stay until they closed at noon (this was Sat), or to have her put to sleep.
At this point, I offered to my dad to adopt Jojo, as my wife and I know how to care for a dog with diabetes. So she came home with us, where she would cycle through drinking too much water (because of her high glucose) then vomiting it up because her kidney function issue was making her nauseous. I started monitoring her water intake closely, and made sure to take up the water bowl after she had only a moderate amount. This seemed to help keep her from vomiting, and she was able to lightly urinate a couple of times in the evening. I also used a syringe to feed her some chicken broth, to make sure she got some nutrition.
Sunday morning I was up early and had her out, and she urinated a bit. I let her get some water, then gave her the insulin shot and antibiotic along with more broth. By noon, her walking had become very unstable, so we took her to the ER Vet. They got her checked in and did bloodwork and found that not only only are her kidneys not functioning correctly, her pancreas was inflamed, and her liver wasn't functioning correctly either. She would need at least 2 if not 3-4 days of hospitalization split between the ER Vet and our regular vet (so having to move her twice a day), at a cost of around $5k per day. It would only be a 50/50 chance of her recovering, and she would likely go blind if she did recover. So we had to say goodbye to her.
Jojo was the sweetest dog I've ever known. Every human and every dog was her best friend, and she loved nothing more than giving you kisses or playing fetch with a ball. And I'm so mad at my dad right now, because not only I, but my wife, and his daughter in law have been telling him for years that this would happen. And I have asked him so many times to let me help him take the dogs to the vet, so he wouldn't have a reason to delay. But hey delayed anyway, and now such a jumble of joy is gone, fully half her life lost to his inability to care for his pets properly. He can't even properly care for his wife.
So when I got home, I sent an email to my dad and to my family and step family letting them know that Jojo has passed, and I told my dad that if they didn't get the weight of their other dog under control, or if they got a 2nd dog like they told my sister they wanted to do EVEN BEFORE JOJO HAD PASSED, then to take me out of the will and never talk to me again. This is the 2nd of his dogs I've cared for in their final days, and I care for them because I love them like they are my own family. But I just can't be the one to deal with the hard decisions while he gets the easy times. They got Lucy, the 26 lb Yorkie, about 20 months ago right after I agreed to take care of their Great Pyrenees/Golden Retriever because he couldn't get her to take her meds. She was around 2 years old, and 14 lbs when they adopted her. She's going to die of diabetes in the next couple of years if they don't address her weight. And there's not a fucking thing I can do about it.
At this point, I offered to my dad to adopt Jojo, as my wife and I know how to care for a dog with diabetes. So she came home with us, where she would cycle through drinking too much water (because of her high glucose) then vomiting it up because her kidney function issue was making her nauseous. I started monitoring her water intake closely, and made sure to take up the water bowl after she had only a moderate amount. This seemed to help keep her from vomiting, and she was able to lightly urinate a couple of times in the evening. I also used a syringe to feed her some chicken broth, to make sure she got some nutrition.
Sunday morning I was up early and had her out, and she urinated a bit. I let her get some water, then gave her the insulin shot and antibiotic along with more broth. By noon, her walking had become very unstable, so we took her to the ER Vet. They got her checked in and did bloodwork and found that not only only are her kidneys not functioning correctly, her pancreas was inflamed, and her liver wasn't functioning correctly either. She would need at least 2 if not 3-4 days of hospitalization split between the ER Vet and our regular vet (so having to move her twice a day), at a cost of around $5k per day. It would only be a 50/50 chance of her recovering, and she would likely go blind if she did recover. So we had to say goodbye to her.
Jojo was the sweetest dog I've ever known. Every human and every dog was her best friend, and she loved nothing more than giving you kisses or playing fetch with a ball. And I'm so mad at my dad right now, because not only I, but my wife, and his daughter in law have been telling him for years that this would happen. And I have asked him so many times to let me help him take the dogs to the vet, so he wouldn't have a reason to delay. But hey delayed anyway, and now such a jumble of joy is gone, fully half her life lost to his inability to care for his pets properly. He can't even properly care for his wife.
So when I got home, I sent an email to my dad and to my family and step family letting them know that Jojo has passed, and I told my dad that if they didn't get the weight of their other dog under control, or if they got a 2nd dog like they told my sister they wanted to do EVEN BEFORE JOJO HAD PASSED, then to take me out of the will and never talk to me again. This is the 2nd of his dogs I've cared for in their final days, and I care for them because I love them like they are my own family. But I just can't be the one to deal with the hard decisions while he gets the easy times. They got Lucy, the 26 lb Yorkie, about 20 months ago right after I agreed to take care of their Great Pyrenees/Golden Retriever because he couldn't get her to take her meds. She was around 2 years old, and 14 lbs when they adopted her. She's going to die of diabetes in the next couple of years if they don't address her weight. And there's not a fucking thing I can do about it.
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Today, i had a pretoddler fall asleep on me.
Eager to resume paying off my debts but this was nice.
I'm really thinking I shouldn't bother with LinkedIn anymore. Too bunch bullshit there. I've seen my fair share of remote jobs, that turn out to not be remote at all. Plus all the bullshit scams floating around. This is all on top of the bullshit that the site seems to do to your mental health. It doesn't feel good to send out application and never hear back from anyone.
I know when I ran into the scam remote work job, I was less than impressed with LinkedIN's setup for reporting them. I don't think they had an option for flagging a company as a scam.
Then of course, I had forgotten that my LinkedIN is one of those really old accounts that was made before they had two factor authentication and they've done fuck all to alert people to the idea that two factor authentication exists and if you haven't set it up, you should. So bit amazed that it took over a decade before someone brute forced the account. This is of course where I learned that LinkedIN doesn't seem too interested in dealing with their scam problem either. You'd think a company that is serious about getting scammers off, would make it rather easy to report that your account has be compromised. In fact, mine would have been perfect for them to investigate because I still had notification on and was able to regain control of the account by changing the password and establishing two-factor authentication over the account the day that the fuckers hacked it. Yeah, I was surprised they didn't change the e-mail address or do anything to ensure that I couldn't get back in with my saved log in credentials, like they didn't even change the password. So probably all the accounts that were added to interests and contacts, were all accounts that LinkedIN would want to likely want to take down because they were either bullshit dummy accounts or other compromised accounts. Let me tell you, LinkedIn, doesn't even give you the option to check "My account was compromised," when you go to delete it.
The cynic in my thinks that some fuckers in LinkedIN management did the math and concluded that they make a decent sum of money off the scammers. Like if the scammer that was claiming to offer remote work found it feasible to spend money on first class mail, to send out fairly legit looking checks to the people that they are targeting and they did go to the trouble of setting up a bullshit website for a non-existent company. They have likely decided that some of LinkedIN's paid services are worth the initial investment, since that could signal boost them well enough to land marks, they otherwise would have missed out on.
I really wish I was better at the job search thing or had better connections because the whole job thing is not good for my mental health and I really want to get the fuck out of it ASAP.
I hate this.
LinkedIn is owned by Microsoft so none of this would surprise me.
https://steamcommunity.com/profiles/76561197970666737/
Except this time we have absolutely no help because people are too busy(?). Just me, my para, and a couple student aides doing minor stuff.
I have background anxiety about how warm the weather is, but it was very nice to get outside and play with my daughter and wife. My (toddler) daughter loves play catch with a soft ball, and she's getting a catching it and throwing it, and thinks is great, she chuckles when she catches it. Very adorable. I'm very proud and happy.
I also spent about an hour shooting my bow. I wanted to shoot more, but I haven't shot it much lately and I was getting fatigued and sloppy, so I stopped. I need to get some shooting form stuff figured out so I can finish building some arrows. My shooting is too inconsistent right now to diagnose if my arrows are too long.
Show me an archer not working on form and I'll show you an archer that isn't shooting.
We're in a position in the next few years to possibly take over a camp from my mother, so we're trying to get our financial ducks in a row. We need to be able to pay the taxes on it, while also fixing it up a bit, and getting some updated stuff in it (like kitchen supplies). My cousin and his wife have talked about helping her rent it, which she has been hesitant about, but it might be something we explore for part of the summer to make it possible. Summer of '25 my son will be 20, and finally have his license, so we could theoretically spend a few weeks or longer out there since my wife has summers off and I can work from anywhere. I'm hoping my dad (former electrician and plumber) will visit it and give us some ideas on what we should update/replace, but we'll see if he wants to visit the camp owned by his ex-wife! It's weird to think we might own something - we've always been pretty content to rent, but the next few years will be interesting.
Other than that, I'd never use it to communicate, job search, or anything else actually important. The noise to signal ratio is just too awful.
What is pruning if not a kind of fluffing
So today I removed the desktop standing desk addition from my desk and already it feels loads better. I think the extra inch it added to mouse and keyboard height combined with the constraints it placed on mouse and keyboard positioning really screwed with my posture in a way I couldn't get this crappy chair adjusted around.
Just let me die.
Your boss, if phrased per the above (to wit; I am upset with you, please schedule a one on ine with me) knew exactly what response they would get from such a request. I’d go so far as to suspect that giving you this stress overnight was seen as giving you the right sort of punishment for your supposed misdemeanour. Lots of folks here happy to look over your resume, you don’t need that sort of BS in your life
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better
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Concept art of Future DD:
Steam: Elvenshae // PSN: Elvenshae // WotC: Elvenshae
Wilds of Aladrion: [https://forums.penny-arcade.com/discussion/comment/43159014/#Comment_43159014]Ellandryn[/url]
Just a slight cant, maybe like 15-20 degrees of can't
I need to get my eye over the shaft
Haha
only I was due for some equipment training this week, and on Friday the workshop organizer emailed me saying "hey would you be free to join a training session on Monday" so I was like UGH FINE I GUESS and hauled my carcass into the office on the early bus.
... literally realised just now, many hours later, that it's just a Zoom training and I could have done it from anywhere.
How dare the universe punish me for my own lack of attention to detail???
also I forgot my headphones so I'll have to go and find an unoccupied meeting room as well. Truly, an unheard of imposition.
Also this student has sent it out to staff as well.
Personally I don't hate it.
It means weed now. Not Pizza.
So it's specifically marijuana then, alright
It’s pizza.
Either that or I’m old.
Oh I’m just old.
That's how I read it, but I'm old too.
Now, I cursed quite a lot as a teenager, mind. But not in front of teachers, let alone in an assignment.
*clutch pearls*
This is just funny to me.
I should probably start putting that together sometime today
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A small price to pay for the blood and toil I put in