Caitlin beadles phone number 2011

Throwaway account as people I know use this. Sorry this will be a long one.
I [F32] found out my partner [M33] has been keeping a lot of secrets. One of which was a secret girl best friend for the past 2-3 years (he hasn't cheated). I found out after finding him chatting to other women on this site, no sexting or anything horrible, but day to day chat, (I read through all the messages). I confronted him about this and we talked it out, I was hurt more that he felt he had to talk to strangers and not me.
He went out for 30 mins but left his phone home, after the discovery of his reddit acc i wanted to confirm nothing more had happened, so something in me felt like he had left it for me to look through the contents. While searching through all his social media's, on one particular platform, I found thousands of messages between him and someone he had told me he didn't really know that well. They had been meeting for coffees, going to the gym together amongst other things.
He walked into the house while I was looking through the messages, I didn't want to hide it, and continued scrolling through as he looked on. He confidently told me that there was nothing sexual between them, that he was afraid I would be angry that he was friends with another girl, that he had left it too long to tell me and didn't want me to think he had an affair. I told him that him keeping her a secret has made me think this and he's an idiot, we cried, I had stern words, I told him no more secrets. We made up.
He gave me her number and free reign of his phone if I wanted to contact her and confirm they were friends, I do trust him in this.
Unfortunately, it still hurts, my female ego is still a bit broken from it and I told him that I'm embarrassed to go to the gym because they go together and act all buddy buddy and close (he told me people have commented on their relationship being more than it is and he's told them no way). But I still feel like I'll be looked at as the poor girl being strung along.
That was all the backstory, which leads us to today, he told me he doesn't deserve me, he's a disgusting human, that he's destroyed our trust, that he needs to leave and let me get on with my life and find someone that will treat me right, I told him that I make my own decisions and I don't want him to leave me, I don't need anyone else, that I love him too much to break up over a few stupid secrets. He's human and we make mistakes. But I'm worried, he's been depressed for a long time and refuses help, I feel like he's trying to self destruct so he can leave this world. That he's trying to make everyone hate him, so that when he leaves, people will be relieved.
I'm so worried, what should I do?
TL;DR
My partner kept his girl best friend a secret for 2-3 years and I found out. (No cheating). Now I fear he might do something stupid to himself. Help.

I'm a late 30s woman who has always had trying relationships with my immediate family. I have one sibling (an older sister) and my mom and dad are still married. My father is an alcoholic who was absent from most family matters and has been physically abusive to my mom. My mom suffers with major codependency issues, anorexia, and her own substance abuse problems. My sister demonstrates a lot of borderline personality disorder characteristics but has never been diagnosed. She has also physically and psychologically abused me. I went no contact with my sister 10 years ago because I could no longer tolerate being bullied and threatened by her. Since I've been an adult, I've done my best to put physical distance between myself and my family. But in my late 20s, my mom tried to re-enter my life and as her daughter and someone who admittedly still desperately wanted her love, I let her back in. A mistake.
My mom would torment me as a child, often going months without speaking to me if I did something she didn't like or if I wasn't able to predict what she wanted without her telling me. I would literally ask her a question and watch her pick her things up and leave the room to avoid talking to me. I watched her suffer at the hands of my dad but take her rage out on my sister and me, with either this kind of silent treatment or verbal abuse. The worst was when she and my sister would gang up on me and invent things to ostracize me with, like that I was on drugs (when I was literally 11 and in their presence all the time, like, what drugs could I have been doing, lol) or that I was a "tramp" (again, 11). They called me helpless, weak, stupid, slow, etc. and destroyed my self esteem at an already difficult age. My sister would make screen names on AIM (the 90s lol) and talk to my classmates to repeat this weird shit to them, too. When I caught her and confronted my family with this information, they told me it was my fault and I was punished. I learned I couldn't trust them, which hurt so badly and made me feel hopeless. I've struggled with depression since, but as an adult I prioritized my mental health and did a lot of really difficult work to make myself into a person I'm proud of now.
My mom and dad made a major scene at my college graduation fighting with each other so I don't even really remember it. I just knew it was finally my time to get away once and for all. I got a great job in NYC in my field and was making plans to move there when my mom confronted me. She told me I was a loser, that I broke my father's heart when I went to college far away (news to me, he almost never talked to me), and that she would see me in six months when I failed. I ended up staying there for over 10 years building a career with a lot of effort. I even saved up enough money to put a down payment on an apartment with, which my dad came through and helped me with financially too. I still own the apartment even though I've since relocated and got married (more on that soon).
My mom worked her way back into my life in my late 20s by telling me that she was going to file for divorce and was getting her own place. Even though we hadn't resolved our issues, I was so happy that she was making positive choices that I let those things go and did my best to help her. She went about it in a very odd way, which was to move out, not tell my father or sister where she was going or why, and to make me the only person who knew what was going on. She also has a large immediate family and they didn't know what was happening either. So I felt a huge responsibility to help her as I was the only one she was trusting with this new plan for her life. And by the way, in the months when she was "missing" like this, my dad never asked once where she was to me or my sister. Or my mom! He just carried his life on as usual. Bizarre.
But soon her plans became less important than her being able to complain to me about my dad and all of their many problems. It wasn't anything I hadn't heard as a child, but it still had the power to make me feel pity for her and want to help her. I visited frequently from NYC, made us plans to do fun things together, and showed her some of the books that helped me work through depression and my own relationship issues. And then suddenly one day, she announced that she was moving back in with him. I was disappointed but I also know it takes a lot of tries to truly separate from an abusive relationship so I didn't give up on her. She moved out another time -- same story, another vanishing act that only I knew about -- only to return home after a few months with no explanation to me. I want to say this cycle repeated at least three times but I genuinely lost track.
I found a partner who treated me with love, kindness and respect and we dated for about four years before I made the decision to relocate with him to the west coast. We recently got married and it was the best choice I ever made. We're celebrating our one year anniversary soon and things are truly only getting better. I feel like I hit the jackpot. The only thing is, it's made things even worse in my family somehow. I asked my parents if they'd like to participate in our wedding and my dad seemed interested, but my mom withdrew again and started a new disappearing act. She was living with my dad again and suddenly I was public enemy number 1. I asked if she'd like to meet my partner and she declined. I asked her if she'd like to visit and she declined, angrily saying that where I was living was unsafe (literally the suburbs lol) and that she wouldn't set foot there. And she later told me she'd "catch up with me at a later time" if I did decide to get married. That was so, so painful. I knew we were at another crossroads, like we were when I initially moved to NYC, and that she hadn't learned or changed at all in all of those 20 years.
It's also worth noting that when my sister got engaged, she went and hid in the shower for about 4 hours rather than coming down and congratulating her. So there's that.
I decided to preserve my sanity and protect my new family by having a small ceremony on the west coast. I was so insanely blessed to have very good friends who I've been close to for years come and support me, and his family was amazing too. It was so painful to be asked where my family was, but it was also something I realized I had been explaining away my whole life. Something in my brain clicked that day.
It's always been more important to my mom to be a victim of life than to take any responsibility in her own choices. My dad is no angel and I don't exactly have sympathy for him, but he's been showing her who he is their entire relationship and she will not stop believing he's actually different. I don't know why he won't leave her, but he has also never made this my problem. She will not do anything to help herself. My mom has outsourced her happiness to me and my sister, pushing us to always be the best, get into the best schools, be the most successful, always moving the goal posts, etc. but when we actually achieved those things she would talk shit on us (in front of us) to anyone who would listen. And then she tried making it my responsibility to help her when she wanted out. She made her relationship with a man who doesn't like her our problem for our entire lives. It robbed us of space for so many things, including support for my sister whose BPD I can't help but see as rooted in our tumultuous environment. Because my sister only sees the world in black and white terms, she sees me as trying to destroy our family by being supportive to our mom in her choice to separate. And my relationships with extended family are almost nonexistent because no one else can find a way to deal with my mom -- when she even deigns to answer the phone for them -- and it makes them feel awkward around us.
And so I'm really looking at myself and the times I've chosen to abdicate responsibility in favor of being "the victim." It's hard work, and I've spent a lot (a LOT) of time and money in therapy trying to sort myself out. It wasn't fair to be put in a situation as a child where my physical, emotional, and psychological wellbeing were constantly jeopardized. It wasn't fair that she encouraged my sister to bully me. And it's definitely not fair to feel rejected by her again because I married a man who actually likes me. I wrestled with a lot through the years with the violence between my mom and dad, always feeling like I could fix it, I had to fix it, as a child, a young woman, an adult. And this spilled over into my adult life as becoming a people pleaser, a fixer, etc. But the truth is they were the adults. They had many, many people in their lives they could reach out to for help. But they made their health and happiness their childrens' responsibility. A lot of my friends have kids now, and I look at these little kids and realize exactly how ridiculous it was to bully a child, your own child, plus expect them to solve all your own problems. I never want to put my "happiness" on anyone else in such a suffocating way. I can see where their putdowns on me as a kid were total projection now -- that I was selfish, useless, worthless, etc. -- because that's how they truly felt about themselves. Pathetic.
Mother's Day brought a lot of these feelings up for me and I feel like I'm moving in the right direction, but I still needed to get this off my chest somewhere anonymously to just feel like I was releasing it.
The last time I talked to my mom she was asking if she could move into my NYC apartment. You know, in the place where she said I'd fail in six months?
I said no.

Two years ago, I had just moved to a new house from a different neighbourhood for work. I was settling in and getting used to the place, but I was still lonely and went through bouts of depression.
My ex-boyfriend of five years had ended the relationship a while before I moved, and I wasn't having much luck going on dates. I eventually decided to focus my energy into work and fitness instead, but the loneliness lingered. The house still felt empty at times, and the silence was painful. I went through the motions numbly as the days passed by.
About two months after I had moved in, I started noticed a stray dog pacing around my front yard from time to time. It had big, brown, sad eyes, and there was no collar around its neck. I couldn't tell you what breed it was - a reverse Google image search tells me it looks like an Indian Pariah dog. I could always recognize it, as its left eye was slightly larger and darker than the right, but that gave it some unique charm. After seeing it outside my front door for three days straight, I put up some posters along my street inviting anyone who might have lost a dog to call me. I quickly learned that I probably shouldn't have done that, after getting a few silent calls from an unknown number that I eventually chalked up to being a prankster or some scammer.
I called a local animal shelter and them pictures of the dog. A guy came over to scan the dog for a microchip, but found nothing. He said it was most likely abandoned as a puppy. He could take it back to the shelter, or I could look after it for the time being - they would contact me if anyone ever tried to claim it. My grandad had a german shepherd that I used to love playing with, so I always had a soft spot for dogs and agreed to look after it, even if it was for a while. The guy from the animal shelter advised that if I didn't hear back in a week, I should take it to the vet to get it checked out and microchipped, or to the shelter if I didn't want to keep it.
I took care of the dog and let it roam around the living room, with free access to the back yard. I decided to name him Charlie, and purchased more dog food, a labelled dog collar, some brushes to groom him with and dog toys. The nearest vet was a two hour drive away. Work was busy so I wasn't incredibly flexible for a visit, but I managed to get an appointment booked in two weeks' time.
The first night I spent with Charlie, I realized that he might just be what I needed in my life. Late in the evening, I sat on the couch looking at him, sitting quietly in the middle of the room on my wooden floor. I began talking out loud to Charlie. It seemed stupid at first, but the way he sat quietly and listened was comforting. After a while, I got more into it, and vented about my loneliness and frustrations to the point of tears.
How I stayed with my cheating, gaslighting ex-boyfriend because I was too insecure to be alone, until he dumped me. All my failed dates, and how I thought I would die alone and unloved. I poured my heart out to my new companion, spilling my deepest secrets until I cried myself to sleep. The next day, I again began talking to Charlie about the pain and depression I had been through, and he listened patiently once more. I discovered that spending time with my new friend was cathartic. Perhaps I needed to get it all out, and be listened to for once, even if not fully understood.
The third day after I had taken Charlie in, I woke up to realize that I'd overslept half an hour. I poured some food into Charlie's bowl and brushed my teeth at lightning speed, then grabbed my bag and flung the door open, ready to bolt into my car. A surprise greeted me at the front door, that made me stop.
There was a bouquet of red and pink roses on my front door step.
I picked it up and looked at it, confused. There was no note attached or anything. I couldn't think of who it would be from - I obviously hadn't been on any dates recently. Being late for work, I didn't have much time to ponder, so I dropped the roses back on my doorstep and drove off. During the drive, I panicked for a second at the thought that it could have been my ex, but then realized he didn't know my new address, or even that I had moved. The mystery bugged me all day at work. When I came back home, the roses were gone, so I assumed someone had accidentally left them at the wrong address.
That night, I woke to the sound of creaking. As I opened my eyes slightly, I saw something at the foot of my bed and bolted upright, adrenaline rushing through me. As the fogginess faded, my heart rate settled a little.
"It’s just you, Charlie," I sighed, "you scared me."
Charlie continued to stare at me from the foot of my bed. After a minute, he stood up and left the room. I didn't think much of it, and fell back asleep.
For the next week, I continued the usual ritual of talking to Charlie before I went to bed. I would talk about my day, my plans, hopes, dreams and other such things. I found our one way conversations getting more positive each day - they were very therapeutic. Charlie would always stare at me with those big brown eyes and sit quietly still as I talked.
On the morning of the vet appointment, for which I had taken the day off work, I noticed that my car was much cleaner than usual. Had it always been this shiny? I thought. I had driven it to work the Friday before, but I hadn't taken notice of how clean it was then. The last time I had, I could swear there were bird droppings on the back window, and some general grime that covered it all round, but it was now spotless. I pondered for a few seconds, and came to the conclusion that it must've just be a brain lapse on my part - it was probably always clean. Those droppings must have washed away over time with a few rainy nights.
I drove Charlie down to the vet and explained the story of how I'd found him.
"He's very well behaved," she beamed, as she began examining Charlie on the table. "We see a few of these cases from time to time. People's dogs have puppies, and they get sold or abandoned."
"It's a real shame," I sighed. "Charlie's been a star, I'm lucky to have him really. I live alone, so as odd as it sounds, I've been talking to him and it's helped me through some difficult moments."
"That's not strange at all," replied the vet, checking his teeth. "Owning a dog can do wonders for your mental health, especially if you live alo-"
She suddenly stopped.
I stared as she squinted and moved Charlie's head up and down, trying to get a look at something. She plucked a light out of her pocket and aimed it into Charlie's left eye.
"What's wrong?" I asked. She didn't answer, and kept looking at Charlie from different angles. He whimpered slightly.
"Did his eye look like this when you found him?" She asked. I leaned in closer.
"Yeah, I did notice his left eye was slightly darker and larger than his right."
She looked at me for a second and raised her eyebrows, then back at Charlie.
"I'd like to get a closer look at his eye and examine it in the next room, if that's okay?"
"Uh, sure," I said, confused.
Without further explanation, she hastily picked Charlie up and carried him off into a different room. I sat down and waited, reading the news on my phone, expecting her to be back in a few minutes. However, when the vet didn’t come back for a while, my concern began to grow. I paced around the room and tried to glance into the door she had left through a few times.
Then I sat back down and watched the minutes pass by, getting more anxious. Hopefully it's nothing, I thought to myself. An easily curable eye infection perhaps, or a defect he was born with - hopefully it was something like that or nothing. I'd only spent a few weeks with Charlie, but he was the best friend I'd ever had. I had told him so much about me, and he was the only one that had ever really listened to me. I had grown very attached to him quickly, so I almost felt like a worried parent, blaming myself for not bringing him to the vet sooner.
An hour and a half passed, but it felt like eternity. The vet finally came back through the door. I stood up.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
"Have you noticed any odd events recently?" she asked, "Like, anything you couldn't explain?"
"To do with Charlie?"
"No, just in general. Anything you've seen or heard around you that felt out of place in your life?" She insisted. I took a second to think.
"I'm pretty sure this isn't gonna be relevant," I said, "But I have a couple of times. For instance, this morning I thought my car was a lot cleaner than usual. I've been getting some unknown calls, and hearing some creaking noises at night lately, but I'm sure it's just Charlie walking around and waking me up. And… someone left roses on my front doorstep one day. Didn't say from who, but… Sorry, I'm not sure why I'm even telling you this."
I looked up at the vet, who now had a very concerned look on her face.
"I'm going to have to call the police," she said.
It took a few seconds to register. A million thoughts started racing through my mind. Did I say something wrong? Did she think I was abusing Charlie?
"I swear," I said, "Everything I've told you is true, I'm really sorry it took me so long to bring him in, it's my first time owning a dog and all…"
"No, no, it's not that," she said. She gestured for me to follow her into the room through the door.
Charlie was sitting on a table in the middle of the room. There were a few other tables surrounding it, with dog toys and surgical equipment on them. There was a large hole where his left eye had been, now a gaping black cavity.
The vet pointed at a sheet of blue paper on a table next to the one Charlie was on. There were two black domes resting on it, like two halves of a black ping pong ball had been split in half. A clear fluid was covering the outer sides, and staining the blue paper. There was also a tiny black cube. I looked closer, and saw some red and green wires coming out of the tube.
"I took this out of Charlie's left eye," the vet explained, "I thought my eyes were fooling me, but I took a closer look and was sure this thing definitely shouldn't have been in his head. When I took it out, I thought it was some kind of prosthetic eye, until I heard something moving inside it. I opened it up, and found this."
She pointed at the tiny cube and picked it up with some tweezers, revealing a transparent circular window on one side.
"Now I'm no expert, but I took that apart just now and to me it looked a lot like the inside of a camera lens you'd get on a smartphone."
She looked back at me.
"Do you think…" She paused.
"Do you think it's possible someone could have been watching you for the past few days?"
The police were eventually called and an investigation started. The tiny device inside Charlie's eye was indeed a camera lens with a built in audio recording device, and it had a wireless connection. It was an advanced piece of kit, but with some technical expertise they were able to examine its traffic logs and identify an IP address to which the miniature device was streaming.
That IP address belonged to my neighbor, who lived in the house opposite to mine.
I had never seen him leave the house before, although when I moved in I did see his silhouette in the top floor window a couple of times. He was a fifty five year old balding, slightly overweight man who worked as an engineer, but otherwise lived a reclusive lifestyle. I later found out that he had multiple restraining orders placed against him from ex partners. He had a collection of tiny bugging devices which he had been planting in various places including public women's bathrooms for years. These devices could livestream video and audio to his computer, and in his spare time he would watch and listen to this footage he collected.
A while before I moved into the house, he had purchased a puppy from someone he knew, and kept it as a pet without registering it. I assume he got bored of spying on women in bathroom stalls, and when he saw me move into the house opposite, he suddenly got a wild idea of how he could get a peek at something more intimate. The rest is some truly horrific history.
Charlie had been in my room while I slept and even a couple of times while I undressed. But worst of all, I had told him everything about me. The names of previous partners, things about my family, companies I had worked for and more. I wish I could say that I kept Charlie, but I just couldn't. Not after that. The vet arranged for him to be sent to the animal shelter where I'm glad to say he eventually did find a new home. I also relocated and changed my phone number.
For anyone out there wondering, I'm still single. The difference is that nowadays, I'm completely at peace with being alone. I've experienced a worse alternative, that's for sure.

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Is it a must for the applicant to put their own email and phone number for the application via the Gov website, or can the sponsors details be used to do this part of the application?
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Who has the ability or authority to change the phone numbers on the portal? I supposedly “no-show” for the telephonic PHAs but every time I go check my phone there are no calls for those days, and my numbers in the portal are changed. I always put my personal and work cell in there, but when I go back and look the number is different. It's always a weird West Virginia number that just rings if I call.

Title says it all. I have never used Groupon. I own a roofing company and they are posting Groupon ads for my company for ridiculously cheap services that I do not do. My company website, name, logo, and phone number are all being used. How can they let this happen?! I have a home owner who is upset when I told her I didn’t post this ad and she needs to request a refund. It’s making my business look bad and could create trouble for me turning down the services.
Simply, do I have a case here? They’re making my company look horrible for denying these services after the homeowner “purchased” the services.
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I got suspicious text message from Microsoft, on my Iphone : “Microsoft: The security info for aci@ho.com is being replaced to (number from my country, but i dont know that number)”
I dont have that email that starts with ac There is no link to click so i dont know how can it be phishing scam, but i am concerned. I dont think i use any microsoft apps or mails on this current iphone. Could this be that someone is in my phone or something like that?

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My husband and I are kicking around the idea to relocate. We are about to come into a huge windfall that will allow us to move and start fresh. My husband is my kids step parent.
The non custodial parent hasn't been in the picture since June 17th of last year by their choice. (Do you need Further context?) except for once for two hours in Xmas last year. Then they ghosted them again.
They do pay child support but do not visit nor make any attempt to contact the oldest who has a phone and the oldest kids number. Oldest attempts to contact them regularly only to be ignored.
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Hello everyone !!!
I am really super angry, mad, frustrated!!!!
I bought a PS3 GAME to someone, at 5 euros + shipping fees to a WEIRDO, the guy even wanted my snapchat, instagram and phone number at first !!! Saying "hey if i see some good games around my city, i can call you if that interest you" !!!
At first, he wasn't looking like a bad dude, just someone a little weird who was looking for some kind a friend... so i just gave him my snapchat. Then, the dude sent me a picture of his face and wanted me to show mine... like what ? What do you think this is ???? Vinted or some chatting app ????
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BUT THEN - I received the package and Oh, my, god.
Package was very poor, just a tiny little letter, nothing to protect the game !!!
I opened it, and the disk was cut ! Yes, you've heard that right, the disk was cut !!!!!!
At first, i thought it was just a package issue because the guy didn't protect it at all, BUT NO ! because the box was not even injured and the cut is pretty clean, SO HE DID IT HIMSELF !!!!!!! Maybe because he was upset that i didn't wanted to become his friend.....
Then, the guy is trolling me, saying i can fix it with some kind of glue, and that it's my fault!
Now, he's saying he reported me (LOL) and he choose a return for the item but i must pay the shipping fees!!!! No way, what should I do ???

My daughter and I really need help our neighbors had just moved in a a few days later took off leaving their dog in back yard for over a week no food water or shelter we live in the desert rosamond where it gets very hot cold and windy at night was 40 with winds 30 to 50 mph the dog would bark and cry all night animal control came out on the 5th day that i had noticed they had been gone but i know they were gone even before that but they came out two times on a monday put a notice on the people's door said they be back the next day and ask my daughter and i to feed the dog food and water which we did the dog was so hungry ate 3 big bowls food in a couple mins drank a big bowl of water tue the 2 nd day animal control came out again put another notice on the door told me they be back tomorrow and after putting the 3rd notice on wed that wed night or thur am they were going to come impound the dog and never let the owners get the dog back for neglect abandonment and violating 2 cal penal codes i beg them not to take the dog i didn't want it to be put down the animal control said if a neighbor or rescue can watch the dog till owners get back it be better then dog going to shelter so my daughter and i looked online tried to contact real estate and property management co that rented them the house so they could call the owners and ask them to call me regarding their dog which we weren't able to find who rented them the house so another neighbor said she would come wed afternoon before the animal control can't take dog till they got back the girl brought leash took the dog the neighbors came back late wed night and i got a knock on my door early thur am waking me up so i figure they were back looking dog i called girl said they are home bring dog back she said ok get their phone number i'll call tell them i got dog and i'm bringing it back and she ask me not to tell them she took it in fear they would be mad and beat her up so when i answers i told the girl i don't have the dog i'm sure neighbor does give me your number and i'll find the neighbor who has your dog and no one wants to steal the dog or take it the girl called neighbor right away brought dog back right away then i get a knock on my door the neighbor girl and husband said why i take dog i said i didn't a neighbor was watching it till you got home i tried to explain the whole situation to them the man didn't want to hear it just yelled cussed me out saying he was calling cops on me even though they were standing there with dog i said we only feed wanted to make sure you didn't get your dog taken away cops came of course animal control didn't tell cops scar they told me because he was in trouble for not taking dog day one if i was lying about what animal control told me i would never ask the cops to verify it with them then the rookie cop ask the neighbor he wanted to press charges he said yes and i was arrested then they lied saying it was a pure breed dog worth 5300 i have pics proof it's not they were just trying to make charges higher yet they had dog back my daughter seeing me put in a police car and the neighbors laughing and saying enjoy jail got so upset said i took dog was yelling at neighbors just to go to jail with me we spent 24 hrs in jail and now have to go to court 5/23 mojave superior court for theft of a dog when there was no theft they had the dog we were only trying save it's life do what animal control said and as soon they got home give them their dog if anyone can please know of anyone who can help us thank you

I am currently in the process of buying a house. My email was compromised, I am not sure when or how, but hackers managed to get in and set up rules that meant my emails weren't going to my conveyancer and they were able to send me emails pretending to be my conveyancer. They asked for me to transfer our deposit for the house and sent bank details. I said I would transfer £1 to ensure the details were correct and did this. They replied all was fine and kept pressing for me to transfer my max daily amounts. I phoned my conveyancer who had no record or emailing me about the deposit and said this wouldn't be done until exchange. Then obviously I panicked big time. Phoned the bank who said they couldn't do a block as it was just £1 voluntarily transferred and that the hackers won't be able to access my account. I had sent an email to my conveyancer with a bank statement that it is possible the hackers have seen so they have name, address, sort code and account number. My conveyancers were great and the IT department talked me through securing my email account, removing the rules that had been added etc. I have obviously changed all passwords now and will be watching for any unusual direct debits. Should I be relatively OK if the scammers were only able to get name, address, sort code and account number? Obviously worried they could access my accounts but don't see how. Also aware they could try and open credit but this doesn't seem to be their MO.

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About 14 years ago, I was working IT for a large medical center, one of several owned by the same people. The regional CIO personally put me in charge of setting up and issuing laptops to doctors and other medical staff to go to patient's homes when they could no longer come to the hospital for any number of reasons including disability, lack of adequate transportation, etc.
When we got a new shop supervisor (who was only promoted to that position exactly one year to the day after being hired from the outside, something that left myself and a lot of the other IT techs very upset), he made it abundantly clear that he was going to make several people's lives miserable, including me. He'd look at my Outlook calendar (we all had to share access to our calendar with him) to see when I had someone scheduled to pick a laptop up, do their three-month software update, etc., then a few minutes before the person was supposed to arrive, he would order me to do some menial project halfway across the hospital that he could have just as easily done himself or delegated to one of the new people. If I tried to tell him that I had an appointment, he'd threaten to write me up for insubordination.
Cue malicious compliance: One day, the regional CIO was due for his 3-month update. Right on cue, the shop sup tasked me with unboxing, then installing monitors on the first floor. About 15 minutes later, when the regional CIO arrived, he called to asked that I return to the office. I headed back up right away.
The shop sup didn't know and never met the regional CIO, so the shop sup had no clue who he was dealing with. When I arrived, the CIO asked the shop sup to leave the room. He asked me what was going on, since I was always punctual & thorough to a fault. I told him about the shop sup making several of the lives of anyone he disliked miserable with reassigning trouble tickets in multiple random floors at the last second, just as they had projects scheduled, or in my case, as I had appointments close to arriving for the laptops. The CIO even asked why the shop sup always seemed to be out of the office most times the director came up, and could never get him on the phone. I just told the truth; "He's been much too busy chasing skirts and shooting the breeze with his friends, sir." When the CIO asked if the shop sup had a girlfriend on the side, my response was "which one? He has us too busy running around to count them."
He told me to wait outside the office for a few minutes, and brought the shop sup back in to have "Come to Jesus" moment with him. The shop sup was put on 90-days' unpaid suspension, and was written up for gross insubordination for talking back to him, among other things. The CIO even asked HR to start an investigation to see what other department regulations he violated.

I (30M) am interested in a 23F. This started when my friend mentioned me while talking to her and sent some pictures, to which she replied that I was good looking. So he sent me some of her pictures, with her telling him to send me some concrete pictures and I told him she was gorgeous and that if she was interested he could give her my phone number. So he did and she wrote me in WhatsApp. To clarify, I've only talked to her in WhatsApp and she is the best friend of my friend's girlfriend.
We started to talk and have good conversation. I was told by my friend that this girl broke up two months ago after a two year relationship but my friend asked me the first day already if I'd like to have a romantic relationship with her, while she has stated in numerous times since then that she needs time to heal from that break up. That first day I talked to her about this circumstance and told her that I didn't bother to chat with her and that I didn't want to speed up anything.
But after a week or so I was uncomfortable with the situation because my friend was asking everyday "how it's going with her" or insisting that I talk to her after a one day absence while I wasn't seeing any signals from here that she was attracted to me so I told her that my friend had messes up things and that maybe we shouldn't chat further. She got mad and blocked me but my friend talked with both, convinced me that she was interested in me, so she unblocked me and we continued to talk.
After that, we continued to talk for another week and I started to like her more. But when she asked me to send her my reactions to her pictures from the first day, she just replied "thanks you". She didn't make me any compliment and eventually changed the subject of the conversation. She was still talking to my friend about me and sending him some of our conversation screenshots.
That made me a bit angry so I told her that she could be confident with me and that she didn't have to tell everything to my friend. I also tell her that I was told by my friend that she was attracted to me but I wasn't being given any signals by her of this. She insisted that she was post break-up and that she wasn't going to simply fall in love.
I talked to my friend and his girlfriend and they told me that I needed to go slowly but I replied that I was doing that from the start, but that I needed something to keep me interested in that possible relationship and that I was knowing of all that supposed interested by her from what he was telling me, not directly by her.
They tried to convince me of her interest by telling me that she wouldn't have unblocked me the previous time if she wasn't interested, or chatting me everyday when she works Mon-Sat during almost all day. Or about her will to meeting me in person. I told them that I was going to continue talking to her but that I'd lose romantic interest if time passes without any signals from her.
So I decided to continue chatting with her and so I did. More than a week after that, I chat with her more than before and I think we're develop in trust and good feeling but I don't see any signals of that supposed attraction or interest in having a romantic relationship with me. Talking about favourite colors she took the chance to send me some groul pictures with her and he again replied my moderate compliments with "thanks you". I sent her some group pictures where I was present and she didn't say anything about my appearance and also changed the subject of the conversation.
This girl continuously talks about her best friend's relationship and all her boyfriend does for his friend. She is very close to her friend and they share everything. She mentioned his ex boyfriend negatively a few times as well , as her break up was a very bad one as she was cheated on by her ex. There has been always the conversation about meeting me in person but she doesn't have much time, she uses to spend her only free day in the week with her family.
So now I'm wondering what she really wants because some of my friends are telling me that my friend has been confusing things and that she probably only sees me as a colleague while my friend keeps talking about that possible relationship and her supposed interest in having one with me.
She cried when I was talking about stopping talking with her and told my friend that I didn't know what I was missing by doing that. When talked by my friend about my negative past experiences with post break up girls she told him that she wasn't like the others. She has a personalized background in our conversation in WhatsApp with her profile picture with a song about finding light in a new person after darkness. She always answers very fast and message by message to me and has developed a lot of confidence because she has told me some personal experiences and private things about her best friend etc.
So what does she want?

I (55M) have a son (15M) who's severely autistic. He is mostly nonverbal, using one or two word sentences. He really doesn't have much in his life that he likes or is obsessed with other than sprinkling things with his hands.
When he's at home for the day, we usually go on a long walk in order to get him out of the house and get some sun. We usually walk through the dog park nearby because he likes seeing the dogs and he has this uncanny ability to attract them. Dogs LOVE this kid. They come running to him for loving as soon as they see him and he pets them and lets them lick his hands and face (ugh).
Today we were walking in the dog park and it was fairly crowded. I saw a Corgi puppy. Corgis are my favorite dog and corgi puppies are like my kryptonite. So I'm petting and playing with this puppy not wanting the moment to end. I know that I need to ask permission first but like I said, I'm willing to take my lumps for a corgi puppy.
A lady walks up and tells me that's her puppy and starts chatting me up. We're chatting a little and I notice that the skin on her face is a little too smooth and shiny and her lips are a little too puffy, which kind of makes her look really weird to me, but she seems friendly and we talk about corgis.
So I start to leave and she stops and asks for my phone number. I'm always flattered when that happens, but I show her my wedding ring but then I notice that she's got an engagement ring and a wedding band on her finger. My mind automatically goes to infidelity mode. I have experience with infidelity in my life and I don't really like cheaters, to put it mildly. Whether or not she was thinking infidelity I have no idea, I must confess. Maybe IATAH for thinking that.
Just then, my son starts squealing and jumping up and down flapping his arms like a bird (kind of). He does that when he's excited and it's because he saw his first chocolate Labrador retriever. He likes labs and he's only ever seen yellow ones and black ones. The chocolate Lab is licking his face while he's laughing and squealing.
I'm usually pretty understanding when complete strangers are startled by my son's behavior because I'm used to it but a 5' 9" man sized human who's squealing, jumping up and down, and flapping his arms would rattle anyone. So normally it's no big deal to me if there's a negative reaction.
So the lady who asked for my number says something like "who brought that to the dog park" or something like that and I was triggered.
I tell her he's with me and start to walk away as she sort of stands there with that look of disgust on her face.
I just couldn't let it go.
So I said really loud so that people around us could hear.
"NO! I WILL NOT HAVE SEX WITH YOU IN THE DOG PARK, GEEZ!"
I start walking off and she sputters out something loudly like I'm an old geezer (I'm 55) and dream on.
So I yell "STOP FLIRTING WITH ME!!!"
My son and I walk off and she looks mortified.
I was talking to my wife about it later on and she told me that the move I pulled was totally stupid and made me look like a crazy asshole. She did agree that the lady might have been flirting with me, though.
So, people, AITAH?

On April 29th, following the transfer of a large sum of money to my checking account, I received a phone call appearing to be Wells Fargo — spoofing a WF Commercial number — regarding suspicious Apple Pay charges on my account. The caller had my complete bank account number and personal information, along with my WF user ID, which were read to me to confirm. The caller also read off a series of recent transactions, including the large transfer that listed that morning, and was clearly logged into my WF account.
I was instructed to check my Apple Pay/Wallet and to test sending myself 10,000 to verify that the hold was in place , which it appeared to be. I subsequently received a WF text confirming the increase of my daily send limit to 20,000. Suddenly, the 10,000 that was pending was sent and my Apple Account locked me out. The scammer deleted my Apple ID, ostensibly from the Atlanta, GA location that subsequently pinged in an Apple notification.
I called WF immediately to open an investigation for the 10k and the account compromise, along with a suspicious Amazon charge and a deposit I did not immediately recognize (the payor code was a series of numbers and letters).
After investigating, WF rejected my claim for the 10k and the Amazon charge, and ruled that the deposit was made in error. I subsequently learned the deposit was my federal tax return.
I am filing with local and federal authorities and have since opened an account with another bank, after 23 years and two hacks with WF. I am also out 3 Apple devices, which are essentially expensive bricks now that the Apple ID they were registered to is gone (per Apple).
I have filed a police report (they will contact the federal agencies) and contacted the Consumer Division at the OAG.
Please share this post, as this is a terrifying scam. The caller had ALL of my account information upfront and my best guess is the Apple Pay angle is a way to circumvent the charges being reversed.
I am apparently not alone.

I’ve been calling the Hilton WiFi support phone number to ask them to whitelist the MAC address of my Portal when traveling for work. Getting connected usually hasn’t been a problem, but the guy last night refused to help me unless I could also tell him the IP address of the device. Is there an easy way to look up the IP address of the Portal?

In 20 days I'll be travelling to the US to meet my long distance partner for the first time. Im F17, almost 18, and my bf is M19. One of my main concerns is getting through border control although I'm hoping everything will go okay even if they question me further.
I have an ESTA, a valid UK adult passport, travel insurance, my return ticket booked and a letter of consent for travelling, signed by both of my parents which I'm also considering getting notarised. I'll have all of my documents printed out, ready to show the border control officers if they ask but mainly for my own peace of mind. I'll also have the address of where I'm staying written down, as well as my partners name and phone number AND his dads name and phone number written down too. I'll have proof that I brought enough money with me too. Is there anything I'm missing?
I know that my situation is pretty strange. I'm aware that most 17 year olds don't usually fly across the world, completely alone, to meet their LD bf/gfs. This is something we've planned out for a long time though and just want it to go as smoothly as possible.
Any advice or information would be much appreciated :)

In 20 days I'll be travelling to the US to meet my long distance partner for the first time. Im F17, almost 18, and my bf is M19. One of my main concerns is getting through border control although I'm hoping everything will go okay even if they question me further.
I have an ESTA, a valid UK adult passport, travel insurance, my return ticket booked and a letter of consent for travelling, signed by both of my parents which I'm also considering getting notarised. I'll have all of my documents printed out, ready to show the border control officers if they ask but mainly for my own peace of mind. I'll also have the address of where I'm staying written down, as well as my partners name and phone number AND his dads name and phone number written down too. They're both picking me up from the airport. I'll have proof that I brought enough money with me too. Is there anything I'm missing?
I know that my situation is pretty strange. I'm aware that most 17 year olds don't usually fly across the world, completely alone, to meet their LD bf/gfs. This is something we've planned out for a long time though and just want it to go as smoothly as possible.
Any advice or information would be much appreciated :)