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I've been doing Cododev's Node.js core concept course after hearing very great things about it in this sub. I'm a big fan of - - low level programming - rebuilding framework from scratch - diving deeper into source code
I've worked as a Data Scientist and an Application Developer (Flutter). Dart has a strong backend support but since I was a complete beginner in Backend, it was hard for me to straight away start with Adapters, Middlewares and Routing.
I tried express but it felt like cheating.When I say app = Express() I get a server. What the fuck is a server??? With Firebase and Cloud, I was getting even more confused.
I wanted to learn Go, Axum, Spring, Node and I was evaluating - actually wasting time without learning anything because everywhere they were using some framework which felt like a black box and I needed a low level guide that ensures i become a backend master by the end of it.
Characteristic of a good course is it just doesn't teach you the code, it teaches you the algorithm and constructs which you could use in any language or tool you wish and that's when I found out about Cododev.
Why I decided to go with his Node. js course - 1. It was talking about basics before even touching HTTP for 30 hours. 2. He talked about TCP for 9 hours, HTTP for 9 hours, Taught UNix and C for 8 hours and a lot more... it's 50+ hour course. 3. You shouldn't measure a course by its length, so here's the projects which that course has -

• A File System,
• Literally any simulation with Event Emitters
• Streams from Scratch, and again a File System that uses stream to move files.
• A chat application on sockets(inherited from Duplex Streams) and TCP Server(extends Event Emitters)
• A fucking Google Drive, file uploader on Cloud
• DNS Server
• HTTP on top of TCP
• Coding and Express like framework from scratch ( this one made me buy his course)
• A social media with JWT authentication
• Unix, C, Bash Scripting
• Ffmpeg and using it with node on a server for an online video editor.
• Compression and implementating algorithm on buffer, binary, hex level.

Course isn't complete yet, moduls that are left are - 1. Encryption and Cryptography 2. Worker Threads (and multi threading? I don't know if Node is multi threaded, but whatever sort of Parallelism you could achieve with Isolates) 3. Security 4. Taking a huge open source project and Reimplementing the backend in the framework we started building from HTTP section.
What have I learned -
I now understand Binary, Hex, encoding ,ASCII, unicode(utf-8,16,32,..n), bytes, bits, how they relate to each other.
I understand the event emitters.. Events, .on(), .emit(), and could easily read docs for any such structure like Servers( they're EEs)
I understand Streams, How data is moved across places through memory, storage and network. I understand processing(CPU%), disk usage, and memory usage (of node's + high watermark value).
I understand Readable, Writable, Duplex and Transform Streams, and could implement them without the functions provided on file handle and I could manage and tweak how much memory or processing any Stream would use.
I understand about internal writable/readable buffers, buffer overflow, sync and async passage, safe/ unsafe streams, data event, end event, error event, drain event. Pausing, Resuming and Destroying a stream.
And at the end, piping and pipelines because that's the battle tested way but now I know both of those works and could even tweak source code at will.
Requests, Response, TCP Connection, Socket - they are all Streams.
Literally the bit level control over data, processing and memory - he taught me that.
I understand File Systems very well. On a server and on a client device. With streams, you could create a fully functional File system which can copy, move, delete, rename, create, etc. We did that.
Then he started with Networking. That was a journey. For hours he talked about followup things - 1. Internet 2. How it works 3. Communication 4. Wired Communication through Cables(he already taught us streams which is how communication or movement of data happen in memory and internal storage) 5. Switch, Cables, IP Addresses, Mac Addresses, Routers 6. Networking Layers and IANA. 7. Physical Layer, Data Link Layer, IP/Network Layer, TCP/ Transport Layer, and Application Layer. 8. DNS, IP Addresses - IPv4 and IPv6. Ports.
I'm sure I have missed something but you get the gist.. Now the course started properly. We started talking about TCP.
He literally went into Specifications, Headers, and on the wireshark captured the segments and made me understand how data flows throughout the entire world. I learnt about TCP Server in net module. It's events and methods. Clients(Socket Connection).
We then very casually hosted this Server on AWS. Made multiple clients and created a group chat with just readable and writable streams pausing, draining and resuming with a freaking Terminal UI. I was never as thrilled and understood chat application soo well.
We made a TCP and UDP uploader using which you could send your local files to any server through network using Streams with just TUI. We built an FTP protocol of our own.
At this time, without even knowing what HTTP and Web Server, I was able to Reimplement parts of Dart Shelf - A library in that allows you to create Middlewares and all.. Like implementing Requests, Response, headers and Servers from scratch, because it's the same thing with different syntax.
I then started with HTTP module. First of all I understood that I have already implemented HTTP while trying to make different custom protocols on top of TCP. That confidence boost was enough to go further -
I understood - all the headers - content type - mimes, content length, transfer encoding chunked, three way handshake, ack, syn was already done in TCP. - http versions, http headers, and body, HTTP methods ( for requests) - create, put, post, update, delete, head, get, option, etc and Idempotency and why adhering to it is important. - HTtP Responses ( For Responses) - Informational Range(1), Success Range(2), Redirect Range(3), Client Error(4), Server Error(5**). - We read IANA and MDN docs
He then started creating an express like framework. We started listening from a Server and used on() methods and functions to manage routes and sending different requests with different status codes.
I saw how if I returned HTML by writing it on a Response stream, it renders the freaking website. Fuck! I can also send audio, image, or any file type in the body through writing on the Response Stream at any required processing or Memory usage.
We implemented a routing functionality, a request handler and easy file transfer protocols and json protocols. I learned parsing and Stringifying and how even that is a cost.
Overall this framework can create a server like app = express(); about which I had no fucking clue about a month ago. Does JSON Parsing, Has an FTP, Handles routing for any kind of backend api structuring and send status codes. All in a chained method format..
Right now, I have just started building this Social Media application in the course using which we will develop our framework more.. I'm just starting this part of the course...
Over all I've never felt so confident in my backend skills and I have noticed that no matter in what language I see the backend code in - go, php, rust, Dart, python, Java, bun, deno, c, cpp - I understand it all. Everything makes perfect sense.
And I have only completed 60% of existing course. Course itself is 60% completed. I plan to use Dart anyways in my Flutter Apps but the crazy amount of knowledge this guy "Joseph" has poured into a course is unsurmountable.
For someone really experienced or a low level programmer, this might not be a big deal for a person completely new to backend and with very little knowledge of system programming and Linux - this course has been a freaking godsend.
That was my experience, Node is awesome! Thanks for reading.

So I am a home health care worker and I sometimes I go to assisted living facilities to see patients for about 30 minutes.
At this one facility, there's a receptionist, who I've met a few times, but never really struck up conversation with her yet because I would always be with my supervisor.
Now I've been able to see patients on my own, and have a patient in the facility.
I've struck up conversation with the receptionist on my way in and out 2x last week and we talk and everything seems good.
I know she literally gets paid to be nice to people, so I don't wanna read too much into it.
I don't even know if she's single, but I am planning on asking her more about her tattoos, and see if I notice a ring on her finger or anything.
I am seeing her 2x this week and I'm planning to ask her out to lunch without explicitly asking her.
Im gonna say something along the lines of "I'm gonna go get lunch at the pizzeria. if you wanna join me, great, if not totally fine dw about it".
And that way it's not putting pressure on her or anything like I'm asking her on a date.
Any thoughts?

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Are you passionate about poker and skilled at creating a thrilling gaming atmosphere? Our exclusive Private Members Club is looking for an enthusiastic and experienced individual to host our poker tournaments.
**Position:** Poker Tournament Host
**Location:** [Your City/Club Name]
**Type:** Part-time/Full-time
**Responsibilities:**

• Organize and oversee poker tournaments, ensuring a smooth and enjoyable experience for all members.
  
• Manage tournament logistics, including setup, seating arrangements, and prize distribution.
  
• Enforce club rules and ensure fair play.
  
• Provide a welcoming and engaging environment for all participants.
  
• Assist with member inquiries and maintain a high standard of customer service.
  

**Requirements:**

• Previous experience hosting or participating in poker tournaments.
  
• Strong understanding of poker rules and strategies.
  
• Excellent communication and interpersonal skills.
  
• Ability to manage and resolve conflicts professionally.
  
• Detail-oriented and highly organized.
  
• Flexibility to work evenings and weekends.
  

**Benefits:**

• Competitive compensation.
  
• Access to club amenities.
  
• Opportunity to be part of an exclusive and dynamic community.
  

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Long story short my store is extremely favoritism based, if your not that valuable to them you can literally call out as much you like or sit in the break room half your shift and they could care less but if your even a halfway decent worker you get slammed with “side quests” and have constant tabs kept on you.
For example I gave the new ASM who hired me a heads up a week before I had to call out and he said that’s completely fine and gave me the new procedure to calling out and because a customer service person forgot to relay my call out to him the day of, he jumped straight to trying to write me up and it took my supervisor fighting for me for the ASM to ask the customer service person who then said they “forgot” to let someone know but they do remember me calling
I started lumber as a PART TIMER 3 weeks ago (I worked here previously for 3 years from 2019-2022 and left to finish college) but still work 40 hour weeks because of my open availability and unfortunately my old managers are still here and remember how willing I was to knock out any task even outside my department but I’m not that naive anymore
It also dosent help that even with 3 years experience at this exact store they still started me out at the base starting rate which they said it outside of their control but that mixed with full time hours on top of wanting me certified on multiple equipment and already asking me to department hop for different things it’s getting all too familiar
Also to put the starting pay in perspective I can go work at my local movie theater for 50 cents more an hour starting out not including previous work experience which is crazy to think scooping popcorn and cleaning aisles up pays more than driving a forklift and lifting and moving around concrete and pressure treated wood all day

First and second

Alam ko this is too late na, since I am going 2 years na sa work. Pero I still want to do better here in my first job, before I finally leave it.
Alam ko na I got demotivated at work so much, because of toxicity, being overworked-underpaid(OT-Y)-unappreciated, and lack of good relationship with my supervisor.
To clarify, toxicity to the point na umiiyak na ko sa Mama ko sa sobrang pagod ng commute at toxicty (3 hrs to 4 hrs per day yung commute ko typically). Pero tiniis ko at tinibayan ko loob ko kasi breadwinner ako, and I cannot afford to leave my job yet, since hindi pa enough ang savings ko ngayon. Though planning to leave by Jan next year, or Dec this year.
So far, ito yung mga naiisip ko na binabato nila sakin, and feeling ko nag-marka na to sa kanila as my image. Pero I still want to leave here na I did my best pa rin.
I want to correct the following, para sana bago ako lumipat, I'll be able to build the good habits necessary for a good image and career in my next job.

• Tardiness
• Ineffective worker
• Hindi marunong makipag-biruan at work (like ibalik yung energy) typically kasi I don't respond at them (literally seenzone sa personal), or I tend to take their joke seriously kasi minsan di ko gets mga Tito jokes and meaningless-stupid questions nila.
• Build a good relationship with my supervisor
• madaling ma-overwhelm sa trabaho
• how to set boundaries at work?
• how not to seek appreciation sa work? Kasi minsan pakiramdam ko kahit sobrang ginalingam ko na, parang wala lang sa kanila, at kulang pa. :(

And if I may add, any tips for work as a fresh grad/new employee?
Hindi ko kasi natanong to bago ako mag-sign sa Job Offer. I learned some things in a "VERY" hard way.
Don't worry, I'm now planning to reach out for a psychologist soon, kasi until now, may mga bagay na kahit mag-2 years na ko iniiyakan ko pa rin.

Hi, Sarawakians! I am (25M) recent graduate in Multimedia Technology university graduate (2023). I interned at a company (name withheld for privacy reasons) in Kuching as a Graphic Designer and some document work for six months in 2023. Currently, I am a trainee (same job scope as well) under a government program called Protege, which is a one-year contract ending around October this year, at the same company.
The company wont hire any new staff in this department at the moment. So, I did more research on the company and found out they are also looking for contract work (Document Controller) [which suggested by my supervisor] (maybe high pay but without any EPF) and I also look for many jobs and received job recommendations from my university friends.
My university friends recommended that I try out jobs such as Web Developer (I have been rusty with this since my final year project in university). Most of the salaries are around RM3-4K. I am aiming for a job roughly around RM4k salary in Kuching. (Is that even possible?) But honestly speaking, I am pretty aimless in terms of what job I should be aiming for. At the end of 2022 (my uni time), I was thinking about trying something new other than coding (FYP). But now, after interning in graphic design and doing document work, I feel like I am falling behind my university friends, who are excelling at what they like and are doing. It's not that I don't like what I am doing now, but it's more like 'the grass is always greener on the other side.'
Part of me wants to go out and work independently instead of relying on my parents. Another part of me wants to retire my dad as soon as possible (since he's the sole breadwinner as a woodwork freelancer with 1.5K per month just to support three of us) and take care of my parents as they are getting older. I don't want them to rely on my elder siblings, as they are thriving as well (I'm the youngest, by the way). Also, I don't spend money on things such as leisure other than buying 2nd hand books (occasionally) to keep me learning new things.
FYI, here is what I learned about work from my internship and training, as well as from my colleagues and friends:

• Make sure to gain as much experience as possible.
• Work at a good company so the next employer will be more likely to hire you, and it will also make your resume look rather attractive.
• Moderate job hopping can increase your salary.
• Learn as many skills as possible (which I'm still applying nowadays).

So, my concerns are:

• I am pretty aimless in terms of what job I should be aiming for. Any suggestion for narrowing down my choices of job?
• Company job listing offers for contract job. (should I try?)
• Should I be working at semenanjung or stay and work in Kuching? (especially at KL bandar area despite of high living cost + pay and the fact that I have friends there)
• Should I get a full-time job as soon as possible, or should I get experience as much as possible "while I am still young"?
• Should I be working at SG? (Haven't look into what jobs are available yet)

My mind has been clouded with thoughts and it's getting exhausting to keep thinking about this for months.
Dear sifus, please advise and suggest me if I am wrong or anything. Thank you for taking out your time to read this such long and rambling post. Cheers.

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Need some advice as to what my options are.
I've been in the same position for 11 years but never had an official title or job description. Performance was stellar but it's a burnout job and I can't do it any longer.
I notified my supervisor that I'm leaving in mid-July. I have been pushing for a pay increase but HR has sat on their hands. In April, the head of HR said in an email that my position should actually be compensated at a higher rate but nothing ever changed.
Should I push for the pay increase and are they obligated to pay retroactively? Would it only be retroactive from April or could I argue that my retro should have been much earlier?

So back in 2020 I got injured (my shoulder got dislocated and popped back in all in the same motion) on the job and went through the whole process of worker’s compensation and going to the doctor’s office and everything. Well it happened right before Christmas and the claim worker they assigned me to was going on vacation for 2 weeks right after the first phone call I had with her. She didn’t pass me to someone else in the mean time and the doctor told me he couldn’t see me again until Sedgwick got ahold of him. So I basically went 2 weeks after my injury with no treatment plan or anything. After the 2 weeks and my claim worker was supposed to be back in the office to help I could never get ahold of her. It was always go straight to voicemail and she would never return my call. I was in so much pain I could barely work but because Sedgwick didn’t approve any time off or anything really I had to keep working. Lucking my assistant manager at the time was amazing and he let me do what I could and would check on me throughout the day. After 2 months I was finally able to talk with the Sedgwick worker and she asked how treatment was going I told her that I wasn’t getting any treatment because there was no communication between her and the doctor so he wouldn’t do anything for me. So she scheduled me to get an MRI done and it didn’t show anything and my case was closed. My question is I am still having issues with my shoulder and I’ve switched departments and I’m now on stocking 1 and I was assured that there wouldn’t be any heavy lifting but obviously there is but is there anyway to reopen the same claim or do I just have to make a new claim? Also will they let me make a new claim if it is technically an existing injury at this point?

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I started working as a consulting/lawyer for a start-up un finance some months ago. I like programming and made saas for our startup, idk how to price it, I also want to ask for a raise because the pay I get for consulting in insultingly low and tied to my junior role when I started. I took a pay cut compared to my previous job, but I just really wanted to shift industries.
I’m basically the start up founders right hand, and my colleagues praise me for doing so much. I know with startups no day and task is the same. However…
I am very young, 22, but I draft contracts, nda’s, advice on legal matters anf assist our CPA’s. (Lawschool takes a million years and I am not yet an attorney at law) handle our data analytics, web development marketinf, eventplanning and execution, handle our network, agenda’s, consult for big clients. My boss offered me an assistent for ahen I deem tasks to easy/ a waste of my time.
But I honestly just want a payraise. I work overtime a lot, and I get those hours paid. Thing is, I could be making much more money elsewhere but I fo not want to leave this job.
I am also in the middle of negotiating the price I get paid for our new website that I built.
I also developed a Saas for training and development for our clients and externals. Which adds to our businessmodel. And idk how to price this….
How do I navigate all this. Any advice is welcome. I feel I am heavily underpaid, as I get paid only 300 a month more than our recruiter whose sole job is to message and rarelt call people via linkedin and forward then to our senior recruiter all week. She’s my age and it’s her first job. (I have an extensive resume working and growing start ups)
I know it is ill luck to compare pay with co workers, But another colleague of mine who co-advises on one of my project’s developing another software gets paid 1100 more, he does have masters and I do not. However I create much more value and revenue to the company than they do. So how do I like
Navigate this??

Hi everyone
I started working as a consulting/lawyer for a start-up un finance. I like programming and made saas for our startup, idk how to price it, I also want to ask for a raise because the pay I get for consulting in insultingly low and tied to my junior role when I started. I took a pay cut compared to my previous job, but I just relly wanted to shift industries.
I’m basically the start up founders right hand, and my colleagues praise me for doing so much.
I am very young, 22, but I draft contracts, nda’s, advice on legal matters anf assist our CPA’s. (Lawschool takes a million years and I am not yet an attorney at law) handle our data analytics, web development marketinf, eventplanning and execution, handle our network, agenda’s, consult for big clients. My boss offered me an assistent for ahen I deem tasks to easy/ a waste of my time.
But I honestly just want a payraise. I work overtime a lot, and I get those hours paid. Thing is, I could be making much more money elsewhere but I fo not want to leave this job.
I am also in the middle of negotiating the price I get paid for our new website that I built.
I also developed a Saas for training and development for our clients and externals. Which adds to our businessmodel. And idk how to price this….
How do I navigate all this. Any advice is welcome. I feel I am heavily underpaid, as I get paid only 300 a month more than our recruiter whose sole job is to message and rarelt call people via linkedin and forward then to our senior recruiter all week. She’s my age and it’s her first job. (I have an extensive resume working and growing start ups)
I know it is ill luck to compare pay with co workers, But another colleague of mine who co-advises on one of my project’s developing another software gets paid 1100 more, he does have masters and I do not. However I create much more value and revenue to the company than they do. So how do I like
Navigate this??

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Last Wednesday I got called by the HR cause someone made a complaint about me, apparently they found me off when I got shocked when there were changes on the projects that I'm almost done working on which is due a few minutes later. Who wouldn't be shocked to know that hours of work you made will be trashed cause there are changes, I wasn't mad or directly blaming them I was just shocked and being honest with what I felt that time. I explained this to the HR and told them that this was just a misunderstanding and if this situation happens again I will control my emotions.
The HR then asked me for a follow up question regarding anything about work since I'm new to the company and I told her that my supervisor, the company stylist became so distant from me. I told HR that I've noticed that my supervisor wasn't interacting, talking, or even sitting next to me since we share an office desk. I told them that during my first day of work she was very engaging, I asked her a lot of questions about the company, the projects, the workers, and the CEO, I actually thought that we will become close because I told her that I'm gay and she told me that she's lesbian and I was glad to know that there is at least one queer person in the office that I can relate with. We shared our dating lives, how she's in a hurry to leave work cause she's meeting someone and wished her good luck, I shared my fashion style, my favourite films to watch and recommend some, and told her that I'm a Taylor Swift fan and my favourite album is "speak now", I even told her that amongst all the supervisors that I've had she was the only one who I get to be close and can relate with.
As time went on and as I worked there she started distancing herself from me, at first I didn't notice it cause I just thought that since she's the stylist she spends most of her days in the lobby where all the stylings and stuff are like for photoshoots, samples, and all... I went to the HR office to report about my requirements and as soon as I opened the door the first person I saw was her working on her mac, I just said maybe since in our office the ac is broken so she went here to have ac while working, but nope I was wrong the next day she was working in our office but on the other side in different department. The following day she reported to the office but she felt ill so she decided to book home instead, I wanted to ask her if she's fine but then I don't want to stress her with questions so I instead let her be and she was absent for the entire week.
The next week really was the one who takes the cake cause I reported to the HR and her (even though I wasn't sure if she's still sick or not anymore cause she wasn't replying or seeing my chats) that I'd be absent for Monday so that I can start working on my medical examination. The next Tuesday I went to work late cause I went to meralco to pay bills and I really thought that I can make it on time hence why I didn't report to both her and HR but I got a viber chat from her asking me if I'm still going to work. As soon as I arrived at work I saw her sitting on our desk and when she saw me she started packing up her stuff to move to the next desk, the "not reporting late" is also one of the complaints about me. I asked her about how she was after her sick leave since she was absent for the entire week and me being a concerned citizen and all she can say"I'm fiiine" with no follow ups. Okay cool then... So I told those things to the HR.
The HR then said maybe I made something that sets her off or she's just too busy with work or maybe I could go and ask her, I responded by saying that I don't want to bring back our previous interactions I just want to know if there could be a resolution for this since I'm a fresh employee I want to build relationships with my co workers especially her since where in the same department (I actually just told this to HR just to show faces but in reality I really don't care what she thinks of me anymore). The following day I saw her taking pictures with our co workers at dismissal and when she saw me leaving and gave my goodbyes she just byed back and never invited me to the group photo, I found it suspicious to why she's having group photos with all the employees without me up until the next day I found out that that was her last day in the company, I saw the group photos in viber and all I can say was "hmmm" does that mean I'm gonna take over her position, I'm not a stylist I'm the GA, I chatted her wishing her good luck ahead and thanking her for training me even though we were together just for 3 weeks and a half. So yuhh... I'm just there to work and whoever her replacement is I hope they can be as less toxic as her. Byeeee...

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My name is Rory Fars, and my little sister, Lily Fars, is the last family I had left.
A heavy sense of dread settled over me like a suffocating blanket as I sat in the worn leather seat of Lily's old jeep. The car, a relic of our happier days, seemed to groan under our shared sorrow. Beside me, Lily, my best friend, and confidante, absentmindedly twirled a strand of her long, dark hair, which swayed gently in rhythm with the haunting melodies from the oldies station on the radio. This car had seen us through countless joyful journeys when our family was whole. Almost three years had passed since that fateful Christmas trip in Texas when our parents were tragically killed in a horrific multi-car pileup. The memory of their loss was a constant ache, a wound that never fully healed.
My dad was from Amarillo, Texas, so my parents often took trips down there, visiting the places that held so many memories for him. During one of these trips, just before Christmas, a sudden blizzard struck while they were on the freeway. The snow fell in blinding sheets, making the world outside a disorienting white blur. As they tried to slowly pull to the side, their vision obscured by the relentless storm, they never saw the car barreling toward them at least forty miles an hour. The impact was devastating, an abrupt and brutal end to their journey and, in many ways, to our lives as we had known them.
My parents were always sticklers for safety, insisting on seatbelts every time we got in the car. So, of course, they had theirs on during that fateful trip. The initial impact wasn't what killed them, the coroner explained to me. Not even the first hit from behind, which was going at least fifty miles an hour, was fatal. I had to practically shake the information out of him—they were so resistant to tell me anything at first. By the time the third car hit, with an unknown speed, their survival was already in jeopardy. The coroner said that by the fifth car, they were likely dead. But it didn't end there. Another twenty-three vehicles slammed into the back of the pile, each collision further crushing their bodies, reducing them to a horrific, unrecognizable state. Each jarring impact pushed my parents deeper into a gruesome amalgamation of twisted metal and shattered lives.
I don't know why I felt compelled to demand those details at the time, but I deeply regret it now. I wish I had never asked. Almost every night, unless I drink myself into oblivion, I am haunted by nightmares of what they endured. I dream of driving up to save them, only to be caught in the same deadly barrage of cars, ending in a twisted metal tomb for all of us.
Lily is never in those dreams. Even in my most horrific imaginings, I can't envision her being hurt. Lily is my little sister, younger by eight years and three months. Whenever I mention our age difference, I see the judgment in people's eyes, but what can I say? Our parents never stopped loving each other. They had Lily late in life; she became our shared joy, our living reminder of the love that had bound our family together.
Lily wasn't my twin in the literal sense, but ever since she was born, it felt like we shared the inexplicable connection that twins often describe. As she grew up, our bond only deepened—we acted, sounded, and even looked remarkably alike. She became my rock, especially after our parents' tragic deaths. We leaned on each other, cried into each other's shoulders, and somehow found the strength to move forward. We eventually moved in together, finding solace in a two-bedroom apartment that became our sanctuary.
Lily seemed to handle our parents' deaths better than I did, or maybe she was just better at distracting herself with technology. Even before their passing, Lily was addicted to any kind of digital screen she could manipulate. Her ability to navigate the digital world was unmatched; she was the most intelligent person I had ever met. Her intelligence was a beacon of light in the darkness that had enveloped us, a testament to her resilience and brilliance.
After my parents' death, I embarked on a quest to find my spirituality by delving into paranormal investigations. I hoped these pursuits would bring me closer to my parents in the afterlife, spiritual realm, or whatever you want to call it. Instead, it created a chasm between me and any sense of spiritual existence. Each investigation seemed to push me further from the answers I sought, leaving me feeling more isolated and disconnected than ever.
I had hoped that by exploring these paranormal claims, I would discover a way to reach out to my parents and feel their presence again. Yet, as the years have passed, this endeavor has only deepened my loneliness and sense of loss. Despite knowing how detrimental it is to my mental health, I can't bring myself to stop. The hope that the subsequent investigation will be the one that proves the existence of an afterlife and that I'll find a way to contact my parents keeps me going. It's a desperate, unrelenting pursuit for a connection that remains heartbreakingly out of reach.
I should have accepted their death and moved on like any sane person would. Instead, I let my grief fester and dragged my sister and a stranger, Mark, through my obsessive quest for answers. My relentless pursuit of the paranormal didn't just alienate me; it consumed us all, leading to their untimely deaths. My name is Rory Fars, and I am here to confess my side of the story about the missing case of Lily Fars and Mark Lawrence.
This is the truth about how my desperate search for a connection with the afterlife led to a nightmare from which none of us could escape.
To start off, no, Lily was not a student of Mark's who fell in love with him and then got jealous of me hitting on him, leading her to kill him and herself. I know that sounds ridiculous, but given some wild theories circulating online, I need to address this one specifically since it seems to be the most popular.
First and foremost, Mark Lawrence was not, nor has he ever been, a professor at a university. Lily and I met Mark at the Local Museum in Redlin, a town nestled deep in the Appalachian Mountains. He was the curator of an exhibit showcasing the history of Raven's Nest, a forgotten mining town that neither Lily nor I had ever heard of. This is where our story begins, in a place steeped in history and mystery, far removed from the convoluted theories that now cloud the truth.
We were constantly searching for new ideas for our podcast about paranormal claims. Each of our twenty-five episodes so far had concluded with a rational explanation, so when Mark told us about the curse of Harper, I was immediately intrigued.
Mark was an older man, likely in his mid-sixties, with a full head of silver hair and a beard that stubbornly clung to its youthful color, only lightly dusted with grey. He had a presence that commanded attention, and his stories about the curse were delivered with an intensity that drew me in.
On the other hand, Lily was always more interested in the technical aspects of the paranormal. She had her own theories and was determined to debunk every claim we investigated. She wasn't easily swayed by Mark's tales about the curse of Harper, but she was willing to listen and give him a chance to prove himself. Her skeptical mind constantly checked my enthusiasm, and together, we hoped to uncover the truth behind yet another paranormal mystery.
"Hello ladies, care to hear about the mysterious town of Raven's Nest?" Mark asked with theatrical enthusiasm.
Lily and I exchanged a knowing glance, trying to stifle our amusement. Despite our attempts to remain composed, a smirk played at the corners of our lips.
"We're all ears," I replied, my tone laced with a hint of sarcasm.
He sighed, almost as if he was disappointed that we said yes. Taking a deep breath, he seemed to steel himself for the task ahead. "Well, you see," he began, his voice tinged with uncertainty, "in the early twentieth century, a man named Harper Franstein exploited many men and children in the coal mines. By the mid-1920s, he had established his own settlement in a secluded valley, which he dubbed 'The Raven's Nest.' It was never officially recognized as a town, but that's the only name we have to go off of."
I could see the beads of sweat forming on Mark's brow as he struggled to recall every detail. Despite his initial enthusiasm, he now appeared flustered, his confidence waning. Eventually, he resorted to consulting his damp and crumpled notes, a sign of his growing unease.
"Um, anyway, yeah, um," he stuttered, audibly gulping as his nerves got the better of him. Lily couldn't contain her laughter, emitting a snicker that earned us a glare from Mark.
"Hey, just relax," I interjected, trying to diffuse the tension. "We're not here to judge or intimidate you." With a gentle touch on his forearm and a chuckle, I attempted to reassure him, hoping to ease his obvious discomfort.
He paused, sharing a chuckle with me, while Lily struggled to suppress her laughter and eventually excused herself, leaving just Mark and me. Evidently, he felt more at ease with fewer listeners, so he pressed on with his narrative.
"Anyway," he resumed, "Harper held complete control over the town and the mine, and he made sure everyone was acutely aware of that fact. When the disappearances began, he tried to sweep them under the rug, attributing them to anything but his own negligence in mining practices."
"What do you mean by 'negligence in mining practices'?" I interjected, eager to delve deeper into his intriguing tale.
He looked up, clearly pleased by my question. "Yes, exactly," he affirmed. "Harper adhered to a mining technique outlined by Dwight Brunst in the mid to late nineteenth century. This method mandated only one entry and exit point into the mine."
"Wait, so they were forbidden from creating additional exits?" I pressed for clarification.
"Not explicitly," he explained. "The practice advocated for just one entry and exit as it was believed to minimize the risk of cave-ins, at least in theory. However, there were instances where miners, feeling uneasy about this restriction, took matters into their own hands and carved out what they called 'Emergency Exits' for themselves. After about half of the town started going missing, Harper couldn't take criticism about how he responded, but most people say he was losing money quickly and didn't want to live in a world where he was poor. He walked into the mine, never to be seen again, much like the cave's past victims. Visitors report seeing and hearing Harper, trying to get them to leave."
As I stood there, listening to Mark's enthralling narrative, I found myself captivated by the mysterious allure of Raven's Nest. Unable to contain my curiosity, I decided to pose a question.
"So, what does the town look like now?" I inquired, eager to learn more about the present state of this enigmatic place.
Mark's demeanor shifted slightly as he rifled through his notes, a subtle indication that he didn't have a straightforward answer to my query.
"You've never been there?" I asked, my tone softening with genuine curiosity.
He flinched as though my question had struck a nerve. "Shhhhhh... shut up," he demanded, his voice tinged with unease.
Suppressing a chuckle, I leaned in closer and whispered, "Okay, hear me out. My sister Lily and I are investigating paranormal phenomena. Your story about Raven's Nest sounds like the perfect addition to our podcast. What do you say we compensate you for your guidance? Let's say, three hundred bucks?"
He straightened up, contemplating my proposition for a few moments. Without uttering a word, he extended his hand, and I met it halfway with my own, sealing our agreement with a firm handshake.
Our journey to Raven's Nest was no easy feat. Situated a good twenty miles from town and nestled deep within a dense valley. After all of the tight turns, narrow dirt roads, and steep inclines, it took us a grueling two and a half hours to go twenty-something miles, but we finally reached the outskirts of the infamous settlement. As we stood at the edge of the "Nest," anticipation mingled with trepidation, setting the stage for the eerie exploration that lay ahead.
I glanced at my phone; the time read 11:56 pm, signaling the late hour. Sensing the exhaustion weighing heavily, I suggested we catch a few hours of rest in Lily's jeep. Mark, though visibly unsettled, remained silent from the back seat, his arms folded tightly across his chest as he slumped against the window like a sulking child.
Drifting asleep in the passenger seat, I soon found myself ensnared in a nightmare. In my dream, Mark was being dragged away into the darkness, his desperate attempts to claw his way back to safety only resulting in broken fingertips. Despite his struggles, he was powerless against the unseen force pulling him inexorably into the abyss. Suddenly, I was alone, engulfed in utter darkness, my heart pounding with fear as I ran blindly from an unseen terror that seemed to pursue me relentlessly, its malevolent presence palpable but unseen.
I jolted awake, gasping for breath, my heart racing as the remnants of dread lingered in the pit of my stomach. It was morning, and I was struggling to adjust my vision. Lily's frantic but comforting voice broke through the haze of my terror, grounding me in reality. With her comforting embrace, I gradually calmed my racing thoughts, drawing deep, steadying breaths.
As we sat there, enveloped in each other's embrace, Mark approached the driver's side window with an unexpected question, "Alright, what's for breakfast?" His nonchalant tone and casual demeanor were a stark contrast to the harrowing nightmare that had just consumed my thoughts, momentarily dispelling the lingering specter of fear that had haunted my dreams.
Lily and I both look up at him and back at each other as we burst out into laughter.
Amidst our shared laughter, Lily and I exchanged amused glances before turning our attention back to Mark.
"Ha...ha, yeah. No, but seriously, what's for breakfast? Eggs, bacon, toast, at least?" Mark pressed, hoping for a more substantial response.
His earnest inquiry fueled our laughter further, our giggles echoing through the quiet night air. Eventually, we regained our composure and stepped out of the jeep, stretching our limbs after the cramped confines of the vehicle.
Mark awkwardly moves to the side, still waiting for an honest answer. Lily tossed him a granola bar, eliciting a bemused chuckle from him. With a shared understanding, we set off on foot, embarking on the hike into the town.
The path ahead was clear: a single dirt road that wound its way from the abandoned coal mine into the heart of the small settlement. The road, now overgrown and muddy from years of disuse, bore the marks of neglect and isolation. Wary of the treacherous conditions, Lily opted to forgo the risk of getting stuck, steering clear of the decrepit road that likely hadn't seen a traveler in at least half a century.
We parked Lily's jeep at the entrance to both the mine and the town of Raven's Nest, opting to proceed on foot from there. Standing at the mountain's peak, gazing down at the desolate town below, I couldn't help but ponder the history beneath the dilapidated structures. I imagined how this valley must have once been a pristine landscape cherished by the indigenous people who roamed its lush terrain.
"Jesus, this place is more like a shit nest," Mark muttered in disgust, his disdain evident in his tone.
Lily shot me a knowing glance, silently communicating her skepticism toward Mark's assessment of the town.
Deciding to put Mark's knowledge to the test, I casually inquired, "So, what year was this area founded?"
Mark's reaction was almost defensive as if my question had caught him off guard. He hesitated momentarily before fumbling for his note cards in his pocket, a telltale sign that he wasn't as knowledgeable as he let on.
Before he could respond, I interjected with another question, "Mark, how long have you worked at the museum?"
As Mark froze, his gaze locking onto mine like a deer caught in headlights, I watched him closely, waiting for any sign of hesitation or discomfort. My narrowed eyes bore into his, silently urging him to be honest.
Finally, breaking the tense silence, Mark confessed, "Look, this is only my first week. I... I haven't had the greatest time lately, and I really need the extra money. I'm sorry I lied, but I'll help however I can."
I met his gaze unwaveringly, sensing the sincerity in his words. Clearly, he was a man in need of redemption, grappling with his own personal struggles.
"Alright, alright, don't cry too much," I teased lightly, trying to ease the tension. Gesturing towards Lily, who was busy preparing her wireless motion cameras in her backpack, I continued, "Lily and I already figured that was the case. Honestly, we're surprised you agreed to come along."
Mark remained frozen, but the tension seemed to melt away from his expression, replaced by a tentative smile. It was a moment of shared understanding, a silent acknowledgment that he was still welcomed into our expedition despite his initial deception.
"Alright, I have the cams and portable batteries to make sure the cameras and anything we have with power can last," Lily said, her voice brimming with determination.
We began our descent into the town, our hiking boots struggling against the thick, clinging mud produced by the constant light rain and years of disuse. Each step was a battle, the mud threatening to swallow our boots with every move.
After an eternity of trudging through the muck, we finally reached the town's only paved road—the main road. It had taken us only about fifteen minutes to hike down, but navigating the muddy slope had sapped our energy. We paused for a break, taking a few minutes to clean off our boots and catch our breath.
As we rested, I noticed Lily rummaging through her bag with a focused intensity. Curious, I asked, "What are you looking for?"
"I brought five motion-detecting cameras that I want to set up strategically throughout the town," she replied, pulling out one of the cameras. She walked over to the nearest building, a structure that served as a post office, police station, and fire station. She positioned the camera outside the building so it was pointed at the only road leading in and out of the town.
"We need to cover all potential points of interest," she explained, securing the camera in place. "This one will monitor any activity on the main road. We should place the other cameras around key locations like the mine entrance, the town square, and some more intact buildings."
I nodded, appreciating her thoroughness. "Good idea. We need to make sure we capture anything unusual."
Mark, having finally caught his breath, joined us. "Alright, let's get these cameras set up and see what we can find," he said, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Look," Lily said, turning her tablet screen toward us. She waved her hand in front of the camera she had just placed. The tablet displayed five squares on the interface, each meant to show a feed from one of the cameras. Since Lily had only set up one camera so far, only the bottom right square showed any footage pointed at the road leading out of town. She stopped waving her hand, and the feed went to a blue screen.
"What happened? Did we lose connection?" Mark asked frantically, his eyes wide with concern.
Lily cackled, struggling to contain her amusement. Composing herself, she waved her hand in front of the camera again, and the bottom right square showed her hand waving once more. "It's motion-activated. It's the best way to save on battery life," she explained.
Mark seemed to relax, though he was still catching his breath after the brief panic.
I glanced at my watch, noting the time. "It's 8:30. We're behind schedule. If you want to place the rest of your cameras, we better move now," I said, walking down the street.
Lily immediately got up and followed me, with Mark struggling to keep pace behind us. We reached the market building, and Lily positioned her second camera on the side of the road, pointing up at the market.
It's not much longer before we make it to the Town Hall. I suggest Lily place a camera nearby. She nods and heads into a building across from the Town Hall labeled, "Slaughterhouse: LOCAL ANIMALS ONLY."
As Lily explores the building to find an adequate spot for the camera, I wait for Mark to catch up. While I wait, I can't help but imagine this town in its prime, picturing the streets filled with families who loved each other.
My thoughts are abruptly cut off by a sound echoing in the distance—a roar unlike any I've ever heard. It was a mix of a human screaming in pain, the roar of a lion, and, near the end, the howl of a wolf. The chilling sound sent shivers down my spine.
I jump to my feet and immediately call out, "Lily, you okay?"
There's no response from Lily, but I'm interrupted by Mark finally catching up, panting heavily.
"Holy... shit... did you... hear that?" Mark said frantically between breaths.
"Yeah, we have to find Lily," I say, bolting into the slaughterhouse. I glance back to see Mark bracing himself on the steps of the Town Hall, struggling to keep up.
As I enter the building, the stench of rotting flesh hits me like a wave, causing me to gag. The smell is too fresh to be decades old.
"Lily? Lily, where are you?" I yell, using my shirt to shield my nose from the overwhelming odor.
"Rory, I'm in here!" I hear Lily yell from a room two doors down. I pass the first door, peeking in to ensure I hadn't misheard, but I wish I hadn't looked.
Inside the first room, I catch a glimpse of what appears to be a pile of animal carcasses, their decayed bodies arranged in a grotesque display. The sight is horrifying, the flesh still disturbingly fresh. The bile rises in my throat, but I force myself to focus on finding Lily.
I rush to the room where her voice came from, pushing the door open. Lily is there, setting up the camera, seemingly oblivious to the horror in the adjacent room. Relief floods through me as I see she's safe.
"Lily, did you hear that roar?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Yeah, I heard it," she replies, her eyes wide with concern. "I was just finishing up here. Let's get back to Mark and figure out what that was." She had placed the camera in a window, pointing directly at the Town Hall.
We hurry back outside, where Mark still catches his breath as we meet between the buildings. "We need to stay together from now on," I say firmly, looking at both of them. "Whatever that noise was, it's not something we want to face alone."
"Let's check out the Town Hall!" Mark says excitedly as he slowly clambers through a broken window.
"Did he not just hear what I said?" I mutter under my breath, shaking my head in disbelief.
Lily gives me a shrug, her eyes reflecting a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Guess we're heading into the Town Hall then," she says, adjusting her backpack and walking towards the broken window.
I sigh and follow suit, hoisting myself up and carefully maneuvering through the jagged glass. Inside, the air is musty, filled with the scent of old paper and decaying wood. Dust motes float lazily in the beams of sunlight streaming through the cracked windows.
The main hall is vast and eerily silent, with rows of empty chairs facing a stage draped in tattered curtains. The walls are lined with faded portraits and yellowed maps of the town, remnants of a time when this place was alive and bustling.
Mark is already at the front, examining a large, decrepit desk. "Look at this," he says, his voice echoing in the empty space. "It's like stepping back in time."
I walk over, glancing at the old papers scattered across the desk. Most are mundane—meeting minutes, maintenance logs—but one catches my eye. It's a letter dated June 1925, addressed to Harper Franstein.
"Harper, the disappearances are becoming more frequent. The townsfolk are getting restless, and I fear they may take matters into their own hands if we don't act soon. We need to find out what's causing this before it's too late."
I read the letter aloud, and the room fell silent. "Sounds like things were getting pretty tense," Lily remarks, her voice subdued.
As I'm distracted by the time capsule in front of us, Mark sneaks off.
I'm not sure how long it was before she noticed, but I saw Lily looking around before saying, "Where the hell did Mark go?" breaking me out of my trance.
I look around, turning my head in all directions, and shrug at Lily. I hear shuffling in the second room down the hall, so I slowly walk toward it.
"Mark?" I call out.
Just then, a loud crash reverberates through the building, making it sound like the whole place was about to come down.
We run in and see Mark struggling to keep himself from falling into a giant hole that must've broken under his weight. Trying not to laugh, I glance at Lily. We help him up as he dramatically falls onto his back, wheezing as he catches his breath.
Lily and I can't contain our laughter anymore as we bust out laughing hard. Startled by our sudden outburst, Mark jumps in fear. He looks around, confused for a few seconds, before realizing that we are laughing at him.
"Jesus, thanks, I guess," he says, clearly thankful but annoyed by our reaction.
After we contained ourselves, we headed back outside, exiting through the window Mark entered through. He struggles to climb out, but after Lily gives him a hand, he is safely out of the Town Hall.
"Alright, Ror, where should we put the next camera?" Lily asks me.
I stop to think momentarily, trying to picture the town's layout. "I think the only place left is the neighborhood," I respond confidently. I always talk like that with Lily. Over the years, I've realized she is the only person I can have that much confidence around. With anyone else, I'm worried about saying something stupid or wrong or how they'll view me, but with my sister, everything is easy.
As I look at the replica map of the town in its heyday from the museum, I determine that the neighborhood is to the East. "Okay, looks like we head East past the Library. Let's go." I say, walking away.
It only takes about eight minutes to get to the long strip of road that housed the town's workers. According to the map, there were fifteen houses along this strip of road.
The houses stand eerily silent, their wooden frames weathered and decayed by time. We walk down the road, our footsteps crunching on the gravel and echoing in the stillness. The air feels heavier here like the past is watching us, waiting to reveal its secrets.
"Let's put the last cameras on that house at the end of the road," I suggest, pointing to a house that looks slightly less dilapidated than the others, "another one at the last house on the other side, and the last we can save for a spot you choose."
Lily nods and heads toward the first house, pulling another camera from her backpack. She sets it up on the porch, positioning it to capture the entire street, and does the same in the opposite house. As I stand with Mark breathing hard, still unable to catch his breath since we first got here, I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched. I glance around nervously but see nothing out of the ordinary.
"All set," Lily says, breaking my reverie, "Still no ideas for the last cam?" Lily asks me.
"Like I said, wherever you think it would be best. I feel like we have enough good spots and angles, so go wild with that one," I told her.
She smirked and kept walking next to me. Mark was still struggling behind, but after the town hall mishap, he was trying his best to keep up. I looked at my watch, and it read '12:30 pm'.
"Holy shit, it's already 12:30," I said in amazement, but no one else seemed fazed. It felt like we'd only been here thirty minutes, not almost four hours.
We walked back down the street. Lily and I had been discussing on the walk that she should put the last camera at the town's only stoplight in front of the Library.
As we made our way to it, I could have sworn I was seeing something moving fast past my vision in the corner of my eye. Every time I turned to look, it was gone. I chalked it up to being my imagination until Lily and Mark both experienced the same thing.
"What the fuck was that?" Mark asked as he ducked, bracing for something terrible to happen. Lily and I looked back at him and then at each other as we shrugged. It was after that that I started seeing things, too.
I confided in Lily about the unsettling visions and sounds, and she admitted she had experienced the same phenomena but had kept quiet, fearing Mark would dismiss her as paranoid.
"Well, it's probably just a cat or something," I said, attempting to downplay the situation, but neither seemed convinced.
We continued our trek, and I noticed that the more we walked, the more frequently I caught fleeting glimpses of movement in my peripheral vision. It was beginning to grate on my nerves.
Finally, we reached the light in front of the Library. As Lily mounted the camera, I felt a sense of satisfaction. We were making good progress, and it seemed like a suitable moment to start exploring the town more freely. We decided to split up and cover different sections of the town.
"Wait, we have to go alone? Why can't we stay together like you said?" Mark asked frantically, but Lily and I ignored him as we headed in separate directions. He continued to protest, but we paid him no mind. Eventually, I was either far enough away to not hear him anymore, or he had given up. Either way, I was happy to enjoy the eerie silence of the town.
As I wandered, the stillness of Raven's Nest enveloped me. With its decrepit buildings and overgrown streets, the town exuded an unsettling charm. It was as if I had stepped into a forgotten world, a place frozen in time with secrets waiting to be unearthed. The ambiance reminded me of an amusement park's haunted town section—artificially eerie yet irresistibly intriguing. Despite the creepiness, the mysterious vibe of the town kept me engaged and eager to explore its hidden corners.
I glanced at my watch again, only to find the time glaring back at me: 3:19 pm. It couldn't be right. There was no way it had been that long since I last checked. Panic seized me, and I called out for Lily, my voice tinged with urgency. She appeared beside me in a matter of minutes, her expression mirroring my concern.
"What's up, Ror? You okay?" she asked, her voice laced with worry.
"How long would you say it's been since you put the last camera down?" I inquired, my heart pounding in my chest.
Lily's brow furrowed as she struggled to come up with an answer. "Uh, I don't know, thirty minutes?" she hazarded a guess.
I held up my watch, displaying the time: 3:20 pm. Lily fell silent, her eyes widening in disbelief. She was never great with time, but missing almost three hours of our memory was unprecedented.
"There's no way. Your watch must be—" Lily began, her voice trailing off as she checked her own watch, only to freeze in shock when she found it displayed the same time as mine.
"Lil, something is going on," I stated, my voice tight and apprehensive. I glanced up at the sky, my stomach churning as I noticed the clouds darkening and rolling in from all sides of the valley.
The sky closed rapidly, ominous clouds obscuring the sun as thunder rumbled ominously against the mountains.
"Mark? Mark, where are—" I began to call out, but before I could finish, Mark emerged from behind a wall, appearing as if he'd been too frightened to venture far on his own.
"We have to get inside!" Mark exclaimed urgently, his voice tinged with fear.

Hello everyone I just need some advice po. Here's what happen I'm working at BPO company for 2 months (NAG AWOL) bully kasi yung supervisor I inform HR na I want to resign but need mag render for 30 days which napakatagal for me ayokong magtiis sa ganong ugali nya. Then may na receive ako na email galing sa HR which is RTO and hindi ko po pinansin kasi if ever na sinabi ko yung totoo and bumalik for rendering baka lalo akong pag initan. Maganda po yung record ko & walang kaaway sa prod di ko alam ano ba yung problema nung supervisor
First question ko po is if ever na mag aaply po ba ako sa other company makikita ba yung record na nag AWOL ako?
Second question ko po is ok lang ba na hindi ilagay sa resume ko na nag work ako sa BPO company before?
Third question is need ko pa mag fill up about sa TIN ENROLLMENT na binigay sakin ng HR?
Fourth question is baka may alam po kayo na BPO COMPANY na pwede for newbie
TYSM SA LAHAT NG SASAGOT

So I started a new Job recently and I love it so much, the people are nice, and it’s something I really enjoy doing. I had been praying for a good Job for a while and was so excited when God finally blessed me with one, I had only one hiccup though, I’m a Seventh-Day Adventist and this job required its members to work on the sabbath. I only found out about if after signing the contract when the director mentioned it to the 3 of us being recruited, saying it’s compulsory. It left me with a lot of anxiety, I finally get the blessing but I’m forced to go against my convictions??? So I went back to God, confused and honestly a bit disappointed. The next day I fasted and prayed (this was Tuesday) and that evening, God told me I must tell them by Wednesday and no later than Wednesday about it, so I stayed obedient and I did.
The next day, I procrastinated until the afternoon, before deciding to approach my boss. When I finally did, I told them I love the job so much and am extremely great full for the opportunity, but that I am unable to come into work on Saturday because of my faith and was wondering if there was a way to make up for those hours (since Saturday is a half day work day). They said they would advise, so i left feeling relieved. My co-workers (the ones who were there before me)told me to just lose hope, and that our bosses are very strict and I risked losing my job but I decided because I believed God blessed me with this job then there must a way, and I was at peace with losing it if he didn’t want me there, what God has for me will be for me, because He comes first.
I didn’t hear back from them later on in the week so on Friday I went to them for feedback. They mentioned they had forgotten to discuss it and that they’d let me know. So now, after work with the sabbath approaching I was in a dilemma, wait for feedback and go to work or go to church and risk repercussions. I went to church praying extra hard, why? Because to me, going to work would feel like I am idolizing the blessing and not the blesser, like I’m choosing work over God, so obviously I chose God, it was my personal conviction and it gave me peace, like I trust you are in control no matter what happens.
No one else among my loved ones new I was supposed to be at work instead so they never questioned me. My coworker called asking why I wasn’t at work, I told them I was on my way to church, they asked if I communicated with management and I said yes because technically I did.
Fast forward, Monday came, I was nervous but luckily no repercussions, just a bit of talk regarding my faith, and questions about being SDA from people. One coworker mentioned in private that they were SDA as well, I asked her why she worked, but she couldn’t give me an answer, she just sighed looked down and stayed silent deep in thought. Later on in the week the next Wednesday, another coworker decides it’s his plac to confront me regarding Saturday, saying we are all employees subject to the same rules and that instead of taking to upper management, I should tell our supervisor because upper management probably will forget again, I told them I could come on Sunday to make up for lost time, but they disregarded that and were hellbent on it being Saturday which didn’t make much sense to me, but I had my peace and said nothing more, I could already sense the animosity behind it. The next day I heard my boss joke about it with my fellow newbie asking if she was sda as well after a meeting briefing he had with upper management so I atleast was reassured they discussed it but didn’t hear back yet.
And now for the miracle. On Friday as we were about to get off work, our supervisor introduced to us a recently devised weekend work schedule! They have officially started rotating work on the weekends, meaning everyone atleast gets 2 Saturdays off a month (in addition to Sundays) without it affecting their pay or anything and I am so happy and great full to God for answered prayers! Im so glad everyone gets to benefit from this change (and suddenly the coworkers who told me off are silent 🤫)
So I just wanted to share this testimony to you guys to encourage you that sometimes God will place you in uncomfortable situations because you are what the situation needs, because you are who God wants to work through, so don’t shy away when things feel uncomfortable and stay obedient to God. if God brought you to it he will get you through it.
God bless you.

I am currently at the end of my 6th year in a PhD program in the US. My supervisor wants to be a co-author of my paper, but he has completely given up from the beginning due to not believing in the work. I declined his request, and I was terminated from school. If I leave grad school early, in my 2nd or 3rd year, then I could explain to a recruiter that the academy is not for me. But since it is 6th year, recruiters might think I failed the program and even not give a chance to interview me. What should I put into my resume to explain about the 6 years of PhD, without affecting the chance of being interviewed?

Yall…i messed up. Okay so for context, I got another job and when I was talking about with my dad, I misunderstood him thinking that he wanted me to put in my 2 weeks to work full time over there(it’s a part time job but their part time hours go up to 8 hrs I believe so it’s a full time by kohls standards). I put my 2 weeks on Wednesday(May 29) and it should’ve ended June 11 but I got a terminated email on June 2z
Now for the problem. After I realized my dad wanted me to work both jobs, on June 4, I found the manager and told her the mix up and asked her if there was still a way to reverse it since my 2 weeks isn’t officially up.(Side note: Im VERY intimidated by her. Whenever she’s in the store, I avoid her of all costs because she makes me so nervous. I don’t even call her when she’s at the store helping around with bopus or fixing the fixtures. I call on the other supervisors and hope she doesn’t come in to help me. This information is very important)
She says that she can but she was hesitant to because she said she was in a meeting and heard that ever since I put in my 2 weeks, i’ve been disconnected like not helping around as much, not engaging, sitting down on the benches in the women’s fitting rooms and this threw me off so bad yall. I didn’t even know what to say because none of that was true because:
Not helping around: if it’s with coworkers, i’m helping out everytime because 9/10 im scheduled, im the only person on the floor who can back up registers and covers breaks(sometimes for Amazon too). If it’s for customers, not a lot of customers come to me for help. they would just ask me where the price checkers are, I tell them that we removed them, and check the price on the zebra or tell them where a certain area is(shoes, swimsuits, amazon)
Not engaging: Im assuming she meant not talking to coworkers and…yeah. I’m not a talkative person unless I know you or am comfortable. It’s to the out where my coworkers would even be shocked that i’m working because i don’t say anything unless i need help but i’m not rude. If you need help or make small talk, i’ll talk but i’ll be awkward about it(introvert gang).
Sitting down in the fitting room benches: ok now this i can give a pass because i understand how it could come off that way but when i would sit on the benches, I would organize the folded clothes on there by brand. Plus i find it easier that may since my hard is usually full of hanged clothes to be put back on the floor. So that I understand and i never thought it was an issue because the supervisors/LODs would walk past me and tell me to work on an area after im done or say hi because they’re doing bopus.
Now, as she said the reason why she was hesitant. I got really nervous because she gave me the strict manager and mom start so I was standing there 🧍🏾‍♀️😟💦 sweating bullets. So guess what I did :)
I agreed with :)
every :)) single :))) thing :)))) she :))))) said :))))))))))))))))))))))
I even made a little 😁fun😁 speech about why everything she said was correct
“Why did you do that?!” I don’t know. I honestly cannot tell you why I did that because my mind blanked when I realized I was in trouble with HER of all people. So, she told me to change my availability so match with my schedule at my others job and i’m just nodding at everything she’s saying at this point. So, i go to the back and do the availability sheet and as i’m sitting there, cooling down, i realized that i really f’ed up. I try to talk to her again, but she was busy helping sephora so I decided to talk to her later that day when i clock-in in the evening but i voicing talk to her because i was busy helping a customer on registers and decided to talk to her Thursday when I work.(This is all tuesday(June 4) btw)
Thursday(June 6): I walk in and im told that she already clocked out, i say that’s fine. I’ll talk to her Saturday but i went around asking the supervisors that were there if they were in that meeting and can tell me who said that. They said, they didn’t hear anything(one of them didn’t know i put my 2 weeks in) but hinted that it maybe the LP. I said okay. I talk to the LP and he said he didn’t report anything. I said okay but now im confused on WHO said that because I asked everyone except the assistant manager.
Saturday(June 8)comes and she’s not here today but she’s here tomorrow and now i stressed because i let this sit for 4 days( now 5 because it’s midnight) and I still don’t have a schedule for this week, my manager thinks i’m not a good worker, and for me to officially start my other job , I need to reference letters and everytime i ask my supervisors, they say i need the manager and assistant manager to do it. My assistant manager is on a 2 week vacation(i think he comes later this week) and my manager now has a negative perception of me😃 i don’t want to think about what she would write on there.
Please what do i do because it sounds so suspicious to say what i said tuesday and come back to her like “heyyy😙about tuesday, well umm i lied😗”(i wont say it like that but i bet it would come off like that to her). It practically looks like i was brewing a lie up.🧙🏿‍♀️and if your a manager, PLEASE put your input about how you would view so i can know whether i just give up and leave(but with my reference letters because girl i need that other job now) or try to rewrite my wrong doings.
Im sorry this was long