So I certainly can’t talk to my neighbor about it because I think “they” know but don’t care, it’s a house that was bought for renovating/flipping. Last week a crew had to dig up the yard, and in the process they destroyed the roots of this tree that’s about 50/75 feet tall.
Will it definitely die? And if so how fast? They covered it all back up with dirt basically like nothing happened but they essentially severed all the roots about 4-5 feet from the base.

Previous Part
I woke up to the smell of sausage and eggs. Over by the side of my bed was a tray with a masterfully prepared omelet and sausage to match. That’s not what caught my eye though. What did that was the little note stuck to the side of they tray.
“Sorry for terrorizing you- R”
Was scrawled in barley legible hand writing, Rocco’s I imagined.
“So it can cook but not write?”
I muttered to myself as I got out of bed.
A fresh change of clothes was laid out for me and I decided just not to question it. The clothes fit perfectly and I tried not to let my mind wander as to why that was while I ate breakfast. Rocco’s omelet was outstanding, for a trash panda he made a great cook but I have no idea where he would’ve picked that up. After I finished I brought my dishes downstairs and ran into Stein in the kitchen.
“The clothes fit don’t they? My eyes aren’t what they used to be, I should’ve just sent Rocco up to ask your size.”
“No no, they fit fine, and please don’t send Rocco to do anything without telling me. I think that might just give me a heart attack on the spot. I’m still really not used to all… this going on”
I said gesturing to the raccoon who had wandered into the kitchen and was now flipping me the bird with both his paws.

Stein nodded to me with what I hoped was understanding. As much as Rocco seemed harmless (Maybe… hopefully?) I really didn’t want the furry little demon arriving anywhere near me unexpectedly. We already saw how that went in the basement yesterday. I finished washing my dishes in the sink as Stein ate his breakfast. He seemed so calm and normal, compared to the things I’d seen in this house so far. If you took one look at Bianca you say she looked too good to be true. Rocco is… well, he’s a talking raccoon, that’s immediately strange. But when it came to Frank and Stein you couldn’t tell there was anything off about them. Honestly I still had trouble seeing where they fit into this whole thing.
I was lost in this train of thought as I went through the motions of taking my groceries out of the refrigerator where someone had put them. I didn’t even realize Bianca was standing behind me till she tapped my shoulder. Jumping out of my skin I screeched out,
“Jesus Rocco what the hell!”
Bianca went from serious to laughing hysterically in no time flat.
“He really has you spooked after last night doesn’t he?”
She barely got out between bouts of laughter.
“I’m sorry really, oh and I’ve got this for you.”
Chuckled Bianca, handing me a wad of cash with a face that didn’t look remotely sorry for laughing at me.
“Just for that I’ll take it! But I’ve got to ask, how do you have this much cash just lying around, isn’t that a little risky?”
“You’d have to ask my unc… Frank or Stein.”
Bianca answered, stumbling on the apparently familiar lie. As she said this Stein stood up from the table and answered my question.
“Researching the supernatural isn’t always safe but Germany pays its scientists well, even if we don’t work for them anymore.”
“Germany? When did you work with the German government?”
I asked, a sinking suspicion settling into the pit of my stomach.
“1941, The Führer requested me specifically and I met Frank there. Oh don’t look at me like that! I didn’t support his cause, he simply wanted to look into forces outside his control and that was my specialty. It was business nothing more.”
Stein responded, pointing his finger at me and sounding a little annoyed.
“But that would make you… there’s no way you’re that old. Uh I don’t mean!”
“Think nothing of it, if anything, it means our serum worked. Distilled it from the DNA of a few pureblooded vampires and designed it to slow human aging to a crawl.”
Bianca cut him off,
“Stein, I think I can see steam coming out his ears. Can we maybe give the supernatural stuff a rest? I know you’ve been around it all your life but I think its a bit much for him.”
“Yes, I suppose your right Bianca. I’ll leave you two be then.”
Stein surrendered, as he turned and walked out of the room. Like he hadn’t just dropped yet another bomb on me.
I held myself together much better this time. After talking raccoons and succubi, learning vampires apparently existed in such an offhanded manner just didn’t surprise me as much. At this point I was just about ready to accept any supernatural entity I’d ever heard of existed in some capacity. In fact that might be the best policy moving forward.
“Hey you’re not going to pass out on us again right?”
Bianca asked turning back to me, genuine concern in her voice.
“No, I’ll be fine. The more I hear about this kind of thing the better I am at just accepting it. It’s a lot easier hearing it from one of you guys than having it drop out of the sky at me.”
I joked, walking with Bianca to the door. I noticed my poor attempt at a joke was the first time I said anything about Imalone without feeling like someone would call me crazy. I couldn’t dwell on that for too long right now though, I had to drop off the groceries that had taken me a full day to get. In hindsight though, I’ve had worst trips to the grocery store.
The next few days passed without any real issues, I got things set up in the house and ordered some furniture with the money I got from Bianca. On the second day I figured I should go out and explore the town a bit. I was getting bored being cooped up doing normal things and apparently I wanted to throw a wrench in all that.
“Maybe a bar” I thought to myself as I walked out the door just as the sun had started to think about setting, “Those are always a good place to meet people”.
This is where I tell you I may be just a little awkward. Even back home I didn’t really get out and meet new people much but I figured now is as good a time as any to start. I threw together a quick outfit with the clothes I brought with me from home. Hopefully I looked at least a little bit presentable in khakis and a red dress shirt. I walked out my door and immediately saw Bianca’s house peering out over the town. I considered dropping by to see if Bianca wanted to join me. I had told her about the reasons I ended up in Eagles Peak but I still knew precious little about her. I assumed her past wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. I wanted to know what exactly drew someone like her to a sleepy little town like this. Maybe seeing if she wanted to join me would be a good opportunity to learn something about her? It’s entirely possible I just wanted to spend more time around her because she was drop dead gorgeous. Maybe it was because she was the first person I bumped into in town? I couldn’t put my finger on it and if we’re being honest I didn’t want to admit the real reason to myself.
That would have to wait for another day though. I had spent so much time thinking about it that by the time I snapped back to reality I was by the greyhound bus stop, well past her house. There was another bus stopped there and people were getting off of it. None of them looked like what I would call a local but its not like I’d really know what a “local” looked like here anyways. Still, this town couldn’t get this many visitors right? It was weird but probably had a completely reasonable explanation.
“The Eagle’s Roost” read the sign above the bar’s entrance, it was actually a pretty high class looking establishment. The fresh red paint gleamed against the faded whites and grays of the other buildings on the street. Inside, a well polished dark wood floor greeted me. The room was completed by a roaring stone fireplace and a well used set of stools by the counter.
“Hey there! Anyone home?!”
I called out into the empty bar.
“Give me a minute!”
Replied a deep gruff voice form the back room. Eventually a man emerged from the room, well I say man but what I mean was a mountain in human form. This guy had to be about 7 feet tall and built from solid granite. Seriously, the muscles on this guy would’ve put The Rock to shame.
“Little early to start drinkin’ isn’t it?”
The mountain grunted judgmentally.
“Well I’m new here I just wanted to see the town. I could come back later if you want.”
“New, why didn’t you say so! New here, I haven’t seen anyone new here in years! come sit down if you’ve got questions about this place I can probably answer them!”
The now elated giant boomed at me. He turned hospitable in an instant, offering me a drink on the house for his poor manners before. His name was Tucker and he’d come to the town years ago as a foreman for it’s mine. The mine dried up and the workers moved on but something about this town spoke to him and he decided to stay. He opened up this bar and the rest is history. Something about the way he talked about the mine did’t sit right with me though. He kept mentioning how it dried up like he was trying to convince me that was what happened. Plus a mine out here didn’t exactly make much sense to me.
“So you run this place alone then?”
I asked, more to be polite than out of genuine curiosity. We had started to run out of things to talk about after conversation about the mine dried up much like it apparently had.
“Never needed any help besides my wife’s, but most days I just run the place alone, yes. No sense in hiring help here, not many people looking for work outside of the ones working at that grocery store down the street. Anyways I should get back to work, its getting to be about time we actually open to the public.”
I turned my head to look at the sign I now realized was stuck to the door. “Eagle’s Roost Hours: 6PM-1AM every night”. I realized with embarrassment I had walked through the door an hour before opening. Tuck had been nothing but friendly though, and I almost felt bad for assuming the locals like him would want to shoo me away. After all, everyone I’d met so far had been nothing but nice, not including Rocco that is.
As I turned my attention back to my drink I thought about the mine again. I hadn’t seen any records of the mine Tuck mentioned in my internet searches of the town before I came here. Honestly it had been incredibly difficult to dig up anything on the town. I wasn’t necessarily the most thorough in my search, but mines tend to be a staple of the towns they’re located in. This mine in particular seems to be what the town was built on. I’m not sure what had me so worked up on this mine issue but I was sure it was important. I sat there at the bar, mulling it over and sipping on my drink when a hand slapped down on my shoulder.
The man it was attached to said something but I couldn’t catch it even if I wanted to. I was far to laser focused on the mark seared black into the mans hand, the exact same eagle that was burned into my back. I pushed him off and bolted for the door, all I heard behind me was the mans confused “What?” And Tuck shouting at him.
“Now what in the Blazes did you do to the poor kid Robert!”
I shot off into the street from the bar, no one was chasing me but the fact that the symbol was here had set me off like a deer running from a gunshot.
“What the hell happened to you?”
Called a now familiar, heavily accented voice from the alleyway.
“Rocco, what are you doing out here?”
I questioned, bewildered at finding him out in the open. I’d never admit it but seeing a familiar face, even Rocco’s, calmed me down a little
“I’m a raccoon in an alleyway, what do you think I’m doing, fishing? No, I’m rootin' around in the trash, Frank needs some lithium foil and he can’t be bothered to run out and buy some batteries himself, stingy bastard.”
He retorted, looking for all intents and purposes like a normal raccoon at the moment.
“Even if I were to guess I wouldn’t have even come close to that.”
“I live to surprise”
Rocco sneered, taking a bow dripping with sarcasm.
“Anyways Frank is back at the house right? There’s something I’ve got to tell him.”
I asked, turning and running as soon as I got a response in the affirmative.
“Yeah he is, what exactly is so importa…. And he’s gone”
I made it to their strange high house in record time and burst through the door like I owned the place. For some reason Bianca seemed completely unfazed as I crashed into the entryway without so much as a knock.
“You know, you don’t live here right?”
“Oh yeah, good to see you too Bianca. Anyways, were is Frank, or Stein for that matter I’ve got something to ask.”
“They’re in the basement.”
Bianca said pointing to the door without looking up from the book she was reading.
Her dismissive attitude didn’t even register to me as I made my way down the basement steps. I got to the bottom and an acrid scent assaulted my nostrils.
“Do I even want to know what that is?”
I called into the basement, announcing my presence. Frank emerged from a room to my side decked out in a full lab coat and goggles along with a hairnet to protect what little of his still remained.
“What do you need?”
“You guys seem to know a lot about the supernatural right? Well, does this symbol mean anything to you?”
I said pulling off my shirt and turning my back to show him the mark that woman had left me with. His reaction could best be described by the sound of shattering glass as he dropped the beaker he was holding as he saw the symbol.
“Where did you get that?!”
He yelled more than asked.
“Back in Imalone.”
“Imalone? What’s that supposed to mean?”
It dawned on me that I hadn’t explained it to him like I had Bianca, so I filled him in. I told him the whole truth this time, where the mark came from, what really drove me to Eagles Peak, all of it. Frank listened diligently looking more concerned by the minute, at some point Stein joined him. A similarly shocked look was plastered across his face. I swear he was turning white when he answered my question.
“It’s the mark of the Thunderbird, and from what you told us, you met… her in person.”
“So why do you look so worried about it?”
I asked, feeling a little worried.
“Well she’s marked you personally, most people that have that mark would’ve gotten it to show devotion or allegiance and it certainly wouldn’t have come directly from the Thunderbird.”
The way Stein talked about this “Thunderbird” made me think I may be in even deeper shit than I realized.
“So do you two actually know anything about the Thunderbird?”
I asked, hoping these two would know something considering their long study of the supernatural.
“Until recently I only knew of the native legends surrounding the creature. I heard of people marking themselves with that symbol so I assumed there must be some truth to the legends. But neither me nor Frank has ever seen the Thunderbird, much less seen it..er, her take a human form.”
Stein answered, sounding almost disappointed in himself. I got the sense that not knowing something like this really ate at him. Which was just further proven by what he said next, a grin suddenly appearing on his face.
“Frank, I think we have our next big research project on our hands then.”
“I’ll start pulling any records I can find of accounts like Keith’s here.”
Frank said, hurrying over to a computer in the basement corner that looked ancient.
“Yes and compare those to the various legends surrounding the Thunderbird.”
Stein responded, rifling through a row of cabinets against the far wall.
Those two seemed to be whipped into a frenzy by something they knew next to nothing about being dropped in their laps.
“Guys… Guys! Can we hold off on going full mad scientist mode for just a second I’ve got one more thing to ask!”
I yelled trying to get their attention. when they turned to me I could see the spark in both their eyes as they hastily responded in unison.
“Yes, what!”
“Have either of you heard about a mine in this town? Tuck at “Eagle’s Roost” mentioned it but I don’t remember seeing anything about it when I looked into this town.”
“Ah the mine, it’s out in the forest north of town somewhere. There was a collapse or something a few years after it opened and the town covered it up. It would’ve been very embarrassing for them to admit the screw up so they just… didn’t, that’s all there is too it.”
Frank answered, seemingly bothered by the mundaneness of that question.
“So the mine is still out there then?”
“Of course! What did you think it just walked away? No, leave us be we’ve got work to do.”
Stein snapped.
As I left the two to their business and made my way out of the house I ran into Rocco, several grimy batteries grasped in his paws.
“They uh… I don’t think they’ll need those batteries anymore bud.”
“God damnit! That’s what I get for trying to be helpful.”
Rocco yelled, as he threw the batteries against the wall. I had to chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Here I was walking past a talking raccoon on his way down to two scientists looking into a Thunderbird. That’s a real thing that’s currently happening to me. Just a few days ago simply seeing Rocco knocked me out almost immediately and now he was just a minor inconvenience. Could it be that I was actually adjusting to all the crazy things that had been happening around me? I sure thought so.
Upstairs, Bianca was still nose deep in her book at the kitchen table.
“Hey can I ask you something?”
“Yeah sure, what is it?”
“Ever been into the woods around town? There’s something I want to check out there.”
“I don’t usually leave the house all that much if I’m honest.”
Bianca answered, a touch of sadness in her voice.
“Do you want too? Leave the house I mean.”
“What are you getting at?”
“Well, I’m going to be headed out there tomorrow looking for the old mine.”
“And why are you looking for that?”
She questioned suspiciously.
“I have a feeling it has something to do with the mark that woman… and I forgot I didn’t tell you about that.”
Bianca looked up at me as she said with a smirk.
“I knew there was more to that story from the other night. Why didn’t you tell me?”
I’ll spare you the details but needless to say I told the story again. I really need to start bringing everyone together when I do these things, it would save me time.
“So that’s why you came here, and you think this mine has something to do with it?”
Bianca exclaimed excitedly. I could almost see the lightbulb going off over her head.
“Yeah that’s pretty much it, do you want to come with? I mean you don’t have to go but I”
She cut me off,
“You know what maybe I should go. Two sets of eyes gives us better odds right? And you have a bad history with forgotten places I seem to recall.”
Bianca said with a coy smile.
“That’s what we’ll do then, I’ll get some things ready and stop by tomorrow, we’ll leave from there.”
And before she had a chance to rethink her answer I left feeling pleased with myself.
My next stop was the hardware store on the other side of town. Of course I still had my travel bag from the good old Imalone trip but I figured I’d pick up some more tools that could come in handy.. I ended up with two heavy duty flashlights, some work gloves of various sizes cause I had no idea what size would fit Bianca, and a set of bolt cutters. It was only when I got up to the counter and the clerk gave me the stink eye that I noticed my mistake.
“You planning to break into something kid?”
Questioned the older guy cashing me out. I responded before my brain caught up with my mouth.
“I was planning on it but you guys didn’t sell balaclavas. So I guess I’ll have to wait.”
The man eyed me for a second then burst out laughing as he handed me my things. Which was good because I knew a few places back in Wisconsin where pulling that would’ve got me pulled into a backroom for questioning. Not a lot of people knew how to take a joke back home. Weirdly enough it was the first time I thought of home since coming here. Obviously I had family back there but we weren’t exactly close like I said before. I just found myself missing the familiarity of the area I had lived in for the past 24 years of my life. I think that’s why I came to the decision to call my mother when I got home later that night.
The whole walk home I had this strange feeling of being watched. No-one was there, I’m sure because I checked… several times. But even as I locked the door to my house and starting sorting out a bag of supplies for Bianca, the feeling didn’t go away. As I pulled out my phone to call my mother the feeling finally faded into the background as I got her familiar answering machine.
“Hi, you’ve reached Carla, leave your name and number after the tone.”
Straight and to the point as quickly as possible, that was the best way to describe mom and it showed even in her answering machine.
“Hi mom I bet you’re wondering where I ended up. Well I’m in New York now, in a sleepy little town. Its nice really, I already met some new people they’re… well they’re a bit strange but I think I might fit in with them. I’m still looking for a job but I had a really well paying temp thing the other day so I’ll be fine for a little while. Anyways, hope you’re doing well, love you.”
I teared up a bit as I ended the call, I hadn’t called my mother in at least a year. She never checked up on me and I never checked in with her. We’d see each other at family gatherings and talk but outside of that I didn’t really contact her much anymore. It was sort of a mutual agreement that we both had, we assumed the other was alright. But being this far from Wisconsin, this far from home, had finally caught up with me. I wanted to at least hear her voice, even if it was just a recording.
As I finished up packing for tomorrow I was quite proud of myself. I’d thought of just about everything, I dug some old hiking boots out for myself and some rope from my old travel bag. Several different sets of flint and steel and about three days worth of dehydrated food adorned the top pocket of both bags. I’d even found an old water purification kit that ended up in one of the duffle bags I brought from my apartment. In short, I was the most over prepared for an excursion like this I’d ever been. It did help push back the eyes I felt peering at me from somewhere over my shoulder, the feeling of being watched still not leaving me. Once I laid down and tried to fall asleep the feeling only intensified. Sounds of rolling thunder in the distance reminding me of my time in Imalone and the fury of the storm the Thunderbird brought. I felt strangely confident as well though, tomorrow Bianca and I may finally start to uncover some answers as to why I felt called to this town, and maybe even what this mark could mean for me.

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I'm new to money lending and my agent who I work with closely reached out to me regarding an opportunity with an investor she knows that flips houses and is looking for the last bit of funds to finish a renovation. I got in touch with the investor and he sent me a promissory note which I've attached below. My question is, does this seem "normal" or am I getting myself into too much risk with little to no safety? I assume there are others he's borrowing money from but how many borrowers and/or the amount, I'm not sure. Anything else I should ask him about and/or look out for?
Promissory Note: https://imgur.com/a/JoHkaaL

I remember when I was a little girl I would look in the mirror and just be so disappointed, in my mind, I was ugly, stupid, and poor, and it broke me completely. I would get bullied heavily in elementary school not only because I was poor but because I was chubby, while I ate lunch kids would stand by my desk and make pig sounds at me, oinking and calling me butterball. They told me I had meth head teeth. The only thing I liked about myself was my freckles but that brief feeling of liking myself soon disappeared when one boy told me it looked like I had shit splattered on my face.
I was eleven when I began to diet, whiten my teeth, and wear makeup. My teeth naturally straightened out on their own and I shed the weight with the help of heavy restriction, not without developing an obsession over how I looked. When I was twelve, boys began to notice me, I broke my nose and in doing so had to get it straightened out so I could breathe properly, no longer did I have my father's Roman nose which I so despised. I wanted desperately to be like the girls who ignored me and to be liked by the boys who bullied me for a little baby fat.
Because of this obsession, I didn't believe people when they told me I was pretty. Compliments always felt ingenuine and I naturally assumed boys were asking me out as a joke so I turned every single one down out of fear of humiliation. Deep inside me something seethed, I wasn't satisfied with the weight I had lost and begged and cried until my mom shared her Ozempic with me. I was thirteen.
Still, I could describe in detail the way I picked apart every flaw, the way I had autopsies on past conversations, searching for a new insecurity. One day I went into my dad's toolbox and stole his roll of duck tape and wrapped it around my waist. I was amazed by how beautiful I looked, my waist was the smallest of all the girls at my school and this felt like a victory. I tailored my favourite sundress on my mom's sewing machine to fit my brand-new waist and wore it to the first day back from summer break.
Everyone turned their heads to look at me, I thought that only happened in the movies until I strolled into English class with a waist the size of a tangerine. I shoved lies through my teeth about a gym and diet plan I had done over the summer to make myself look so small, my friends listened with eager ears and wide eyes trained on my midriff. The attention was more addictive than any substance I've put into my body. My friend had told me how the boys were talking about me and how they planned to ask me out, that's when I made up my mind.
It felt like a poison I happily drank, knowing all of the risks. Every Sunday after church I walked to the Dollar General by my house and bought five rolls of duct tape, two dollars each for one week of classes, ten dollars in total. The same woman was always there and she always smiled at me, asking what I did with all of the tape, my face would split into a sickly sweet smile as I told her a new falsehood every time.
My mother would comment on how she didn't want me to go anywhere by myself because I was too pretty to do so, this was like pouring gasoline onto my forest fire. In the morning when everyone was sleeping, I wrapped one roll of duct tape around my waist so no one could hear the sound; I took it off before my showers at night, water running as pain pushed tears from my eyes and bit the inside of my cheek until I could taste iron flood my gums. I was left with cuts and tears in my skin, flesh tender with torture, still, I mummified my body every morning with duct tape. Sometimes I would do my thighs if I wore leggings or skinny jeans so people would comment on my impressive thigh gap.
After a year of doing this, my midriff looked like a piece of raw steak beaten with a meat tenderizer until it was almost torn apart entirely. I wouldn't even let people touch me in fear that they could feel through my attempt at perfection. I started skipping church. Every weekend I shut myself inside so I could breathe at full capacity while I shut my blinds and stared at my ceiling, my mind went numb with the impending doom that I would suffocate myself with that dreadful silver tape when the bell rang. My whole life I had heard that beauty is pain and that's all I thought this was, I thought that models did similar things and it was just something I had to accept to be beautiful.
Essentially, I had turned into a zombie; my breathing was shallow, and I became pale, clammy, shaking, and nauseous. I couldn't stomach meals. Every night I would wake up around midnight and cough up my guts but I hadn't eaten any food so there was nothing left in me to vomit but bile and eventually blood. I stopped talking to people, I thought it better for them just to look at my pretty long lashes and my tiny little waist than to listen to me tell them I was fine through shaky breaths. My dad was so scared for me, he kept bringing food into my bedroom and would come to collect the uneaten dish when he dropped off the next. He couldn't look at me without crying. It was just his drowsy gaze piercing into my vacant skull while we both swallowed back what we wanted to say, the words dying in our throats, never to be heard.
Everything hurt all of the time, it didn't matter anymore whether I had the duct tape on or not. I almost preferred the feeling of it on so the stinging of the cuts and the soreness of my ribs was shielded by something. One day in PE the teacher asked me to sit out so I did. I tried my best to keep my vision straight and my head up while I watched the other kids play California kickball. It was okay until there was a suffocating feeling, like something was consuming everything in my body like tiny creatures with razor-sharp teeth were cutting their way up my organs. My body began to convulse as I coughed until I fell to my hands and knees, coughing up this invisible force in my throat. The game stopped abruptly and every pair of beady eyes turned to watch me writhe in pain on the dusty gym floor while I clawed at my chest and throat, eager to tear the skin off completely.
Mr. Duke jogged over to me, crouching down to my level and putting a hand on my back. With furrowed eyebrows, he asked what was happening and with nothing more than Ozempic running through my system, I screamed at him to get away from me. That final wave came like a million little hands of wind pushing at the back of my throat until I heaved up the very last of what was left in me. Hands flew over mouths while some gagged at the sickness once inside of me. On that floor was a pile of what looked to be red coffee grounds in a little puddle of cherry wine. I was as terrified as anyone else in the gym, I screamed between heavy sobs while scuttling away from the mess I had made.
I knew that this was the end of me, that I would be taken to a hospital and everyone would know what I had done. I didn't even need to go to the hospital for everyone to know what I had done. Once I had collected myself and began talking frantically in a hushed circle of my friends while we waited for the ambulance, one boy on the hockey team caught a glimpse of shimmering silver beneath my gym strip and snuck up behind me, pulling my shirt up and revealing the secret I carried like a cross I had to bear.
My back laden with strips of duct tape like it was armour was on display to my entire class, my shame shown to what I had perceived to be the entire world. The girls didn't find this so funny but the boys came up with the name of Tape-Face. I remember rushing to the locker room with my friends following close behind, I grabbed scissors from my pencil case and began to cut it off myself, ripping it away madly along with little segments of flesh. My friends watched in horror, they just stood like it was a game of wax museum and I was the security guard there to punish whichever moved first.
In the hospital, I couldn't face my parents, not even the doctor, I kept my eyes locked on my lap. I couldn't see their stares but I could certainly feel them digging into me like a frog on a dissection table. My mom was utterly speechless and my dad spoke only through voice cracks and subtle sobs while he brought me soggy sandwiches from the cafe on the first floor.
I took another week off school because I could predict the painfully true rumours and when I finally set foot back into the school, it was worse than I anticipated. I felt hideous, like a pig that had been chugging back lard in my t-shirt, sweatpants, and perfectly average body. My friends were hesitant to eat around me and tiptoed around the incident like it had never happened which almost felt worse than bringing it up. Others were not so kind. A group of kids, guys and girls all mixed together, the kind that stole cigarettes from their parents had waited until I came back to sneak away from class and cover my locker in duct tape. Over top of the tape they scribbled on a dictionary of names they would call me in the hallway "Tape-Face" "Fraud" "Botched" "Duct tape Barbie". One of the girls sat behind me in math and had cut little squares of duct tape to stick them into my hair, I called my mom in the principal's office and cried while the secretary had to cut it out of my hair.
My dad made the decision to pull me out of school, so I started homeschooling but that didn't stop the harassment. We lived close to the school and during lunch and after school kids would throw duct tape wallets and wads of tape onto the porch. My dad's final straw was when someone dropped off a Barbie whose waist and thighs had been wrapped in duct tape in our mailbox. He had contacted not only the school but the parents of the kids several times with no avail to the torment ending anytime soon. He moved us to a new town where I could go to class without anyone knowing the pain I subjected myself to for two years.
I'm in college now and I've never told anyone this. I've cut contact with everyone from that school. One of the bullies tried to reach out and apologize, blaming her behaviour on mental illness but that felt like she had shattered a plate and said sorry, thinking that it would put the plate back together. I told her I didn't forgive her and blocked her. A boy from the hockey team also messaged me, the one who flipped my shirt up. He said he just had a daughter he couldn't imagine her going through what I went through and that he's sorry for what he did. All I had to say was that I hope she doesn't have to go through what he put me through either.
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My sister had a terrible car accident last year that requiered multiple surgeries and a month long stay in the hospital. A family member set up a gofundme to help with the upcoming bills. Fast forward to today, thank God but my sister is mostly entirely healed besides a couple therapies she still needs to attend.
So yesterday I'm taking my GF back to her house
After bringing up in a conversation that my sister is looking into buying a car soon my GF (who does not own a car and borrows mine to go everywhere) says:
"wow I wish I had a gofundme to get a car too."
Immediately I tell her that her comment was beyond out-of-pocket and also correct her by saying my sisters working. The fund is exhausted and she is financing the car and that getting a car isnt as difficult as it seems.
This triggered her which resulted in her to start talking how hard she's working and how it's not her fault that she can't afford a car etc...
Then we arrive at her house and she's yelling in the car now trying to get me to understand how I upset her. I express how her previous comment towards my sister made me upset that instead of sincerely apologizing for she chose to project her own insecurities towards owning a car that and this starts a back and forth for nearly an hour before I call it quits and leave.
As I drove home she called and we spoke on the phone 3 times. Each resulting with:
"oh you're just going to stay mad?"
"I already said sorry"
"You know I didn't mean it like that or towards her."
After the last call I say I need space as now it's 4am and I'm already home with 6 family members staying with me for the weekend.
She continues to call my phone 4 more times (I don't answer) and then messages me if I'm just going to keep ignoring her.
At this point I don't even know what to do or think anymore.
Am I flipping out? How do I even go on about this?
She says she's very sorry but also am I forgiving my GF for something I feel like my enemies wouldn't even look at me in the eyes and tell me?
What should I do?
Tl;dr
Gf said extremely off hand relevant comment towards my sister, threw a fit and now wants to fix what happened.
What do?
Edit: grammaspelling

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I will give you an overview (its a pretty long read I'm sorry) of my dating life and then I will ask you guys 3 questions at the end. Please if you have criticism, tell me and don't spare my feelings. If you have more questions about me that I may have forgotten to put here, please ask them and I will try to answer them.
I was born in the Philippines but I was raised here in Canada. My first girlfriend was when I was in Vancouver Island. I was in middle school back then and she was my best friend. I was always an introvert and I always prefer to be alone or have at least one or two friends. I don't have a social anxiety or something like that. I just prefer to be friends with as few people as possible and I was happy the way I was. As the only asian person in the school I was sometimes picked on and most of the time ignored. But she was there for me despite what other people thought about me. We are each others first kiss and I thought at the time that she was the love of my life. My parents decided that we move to Edmonton, Alberta to have more job opportunities. So my girlfriend and I broke it off and we cried when we said goodbye to each other.
When I arrived in Edmonton, I was in junior high school. I had crushes here and there and many girls had crushes on me but I was never in a serious relationship. Fast forward in my high school days, I met my 2nd girlfriend. I am still an introvert. She had a crush on me and I had a crush on her so we hit it off. We were great together, we made each other laugh, we supported each other through tough times with school and with our families and I lost my virginity to her. This is when I find out that I have a pretty high sex drive. Almost everyday after school we would have sex in any secluded places like in my bedroom or in her bedroom and it was amazing. Fast forward towards the end of our relationship, I find out from her friend that she was cheating on me. So I talked to her if it was true and she admitted it. I tried my best to stay calm and as she was about to explain herself, I couldn't bottle up my emotions anymore and I stood up and left her there. I was holding myself back until I found a tree to hide behind and I started crying. I stayed behind that tree for 2 hours. (We were together for 1.5 years)
That relationship really broke me. My confidence was shattered. I felt like I didn't deserve love. Until one day when I looked myself in the mirror I thought to myself that maybe the reason why she cheated on me was because I didn't look attractive enough. I was very skinny during that time. So from then on, I started working out and started training in boxing and wrestling almost religiously.
Fast forward to around 2021 and I am now pretty muscular and I know how to defend myself boosting my confidence up greatly. I'm 5'11 and 170 lbs guy. I also saved enough money from my job so I can start investing in stocks. I earned enough money to invest so I quit my job (I was about to get fired anyway because of COVID-19) and I became a fulltime trader and I am now self-employed (I still am today). This is the time when i met my last girlfriend. I was still an introvert and she was also somewhat an introvert. I really thought we were perfect together. She became my best friend. We supported each other during the lockdown. We started long driving to go to hiking in Banff and Vancouver multiple times. She and I adopted a golden retriever puppy. Our sex was amazing we learned a lot of things about how to pleasure each other and I always made sure that she orgasm at least two times before I finish. We communicated perfectly about our problems. All in all it was a very healthy and loving relationship.
Then about 4 months before our break up, she started to "distance" herself from me gradually. I started planning surprise dates and decorating our apartment with romantic stuff and other cheesy stuff so when she comes back from work she can still see how much I love and cherish her. When I want to initiate sex she sometimes refuses politely and when she did accept to have sex she seemed uninterested and just laid there and I did most of the work. So one day I finally confronted her about it and she told me that she is just busy from college and work. I said, I understand and I offered my hand to help her in her studies and she said no. So she took a deep breath and told me she wants to move to her friends house for a while. I was shocked but I didn't resist her. I said, I understand and agreed to give each other some space. I made sure to let her know that when she is ready to talk I am always here. So she packed her stuff, took the dog and moved to her friends.
3 weeks later of waiting for her to contact me, she texted me one sentence. She said, "I don't think this is going to work out, we should break it up here." She didn't explain herself, she could have at least broke up with me in person or at least call me.. (we were together for 2.5 years)
I texted her about an explanation. No answer. I texted her friend about her. No answer. I tried to message her through her social medias but she blocked me from all of them. I was frustrated, angry and heartbroken again. I wanted to go to her friend house to see if she is still there or go to her parents home. The only reason I didn't was because I didn't want to look like a creep or a stalker. I was frustrated. I didn't know where did I went wrong. I did not know if I hurt her. I was given no explanation on where I went wrong! I kept thinking maybe she is seeing someone else from school or work which just further breaks my heart because my last cheating gf traumatized me.
I need help. I'm at my lowest right now and because I don't have any friends to talk to, I'm just by myself. My family and I are not close. We don't hate each other but we just don't talk to one another. They always raised me as an independent man. I usually come out on top when dealing with my problems by myself but this is different. Even after improving my body, being financially independent and trying my best to make my girlfriend happy, I was still left alone and discarded. I'm hating life right now. Suicide does cross my mind more than I would like. And I'm considering it. I need some advice. All my life I've dreamed of falling in love and starting a family. And right now, I don't know if I can start another relationship and ending in another heartbreak because I am certain if that happens again I don't know if I have the strength to keep living.
I don't drink or smoke or go to the club or parties. Her friend circle sometimes do that and she did partied with them two times. Maybe she left me because I'm too boring? I've asked in other social media and they told me maybe I should start drinking and start going to clubs. They told me that my gf probably felt like she didn't have any competition because I don't talk to other women. They also told me to try to stop being an introvert.
1) How do I get my confidence back up after this? Did you experience getting cheated on or being ghosted? How did you deal with it?
2) I know that there are good women out there. So how do I filter good ones from the bad ones? Is there a way to know if she is a good woman without getting in a relationship and risk getting heartbroken again?
3) Should I follow the other people's advices and start drinking and clubbing and also to stop being introverted?
I know you may think I'm naive about love and I'm starting to realize it now too. But I just want to listen to other people's advice because it does help me with the pain even if its just a little bit.

Nate 2/7/2014 3:40 PM RVA – It’s not often a story weaves around the country like an insidious spider following Widespread Panic from outdoor arena to 400 seat club. But when it happens, it’s almost too much to believe. Let’s preface this story by saying, as far as actual accusations, we only have one official source saying the hippy-frat bro in question, Eric Lannon, has done anything wrong (or even really exists). But on closer inspection (and after a number of Google searches) it’s easy to see a pattern emerge–including pink Vineyard Vines plastic sunglasses, flip-flops in November, and Romney events–which tracks Lannon’s 1% style jack-assery up and down the east coast. Lannon came to light via a University of Richmond Police statement warning students about him loitering on campus and taking advantage of any rube he could get close to. Lannon, police warn, has a “history of theft and swindling. He manipulates his victims into providing shelter, food, money, and transportation under false pretenses.”
I have gotten a few emails over the last two days about this guy. Apparently a TON of people know about him or have been used by him. So I finally read the article about him and he’s kind of a genius. I highly suggest you read it, because it’s pretty interesting. What we do know is this guy is just a swindler to the highest degree. But I don’t think it’s even illegal, is it? People are voluntarily giving him all the shit he needs to survive.
Link – A man identified on Wednesday as Eric Lannon is said to have a history of theft and swindling, according to campus police. He has reportedly slept in at least four University of Richmond student apartments or houses and has received money, food, alcohol and clothing from numerous students. “He seemed like a nice guy,” said one of the junior Richmond College students whose house Lannon stayed at Tuesday. Lannon is believed to be from Richmond, according to various sources. He has been spotted on Richmond’s campus several times during the past three weeks, students report. All students quoted have asked to remain anonymous in the interest of safety. A campus crime alert released Wednesday afternoon cautioned community members not to interact with this person, and to contact URPD immediately if he is seen on campus. Lannon was not in police custody as of Wednesday night. Lannon is known to manipulate his victims into providing shelter, food, money and transportation under false pretenses, according to the police report. At least 25 Richmond students have confirmed that they have interacted with him in the past three weeks.
Obviously this Lannon dude is a huge douche. Like Grade A, 100% piece of shit of a human. I knew a girl in college who did the EXACT same thing. To hide her privacy, lets call her “Celeste”. She would bounce frat house to frat house, person to person, using and sweet talking people to allow her to live there and eat their food and use their shit. When people would cut her off, she’d treat them like total shit and move on to someone else. Easily my least favorite person I’ve ever come in contact with. But to people like her and Lannon, it’s all in the game.
Editors Note: I really wanted to use that sentence so I could include the video.
But yea, apparently he’s just a complete asshole so that’s your little Friday afternoon PSA since a bunch of people end up getting their shit stolen by him.
EDIT: Stoolie Hatcher just sent me a link to another Lannon story. Good lord this guy is the worst. Link.

How do you know when player has top pair vs set?
Specifically. In the case of a heads up game my friend in the button (440bb) played vs the bb (240bb)
Friend has AK spade and raises preflop 4bb. everyone’s folds and bb calls.
Flop is K T 6 no spades
Bb raises 5 bb, my friend reraises to 15bb, bb calls
Turn is a brick and bb checks and friend continues to bet with 16bb and bb calls
River is a king which gives my friend trips with top kicker. Bb bets 32 bb and my friend reraises to 70bb. Bb jams and my friend calls thinking he has top kicker.
Bb flips pocket tens for a full house.
Without knowing what the big blind had, how would you have played this? How could you have known that the bb had a set and then a full house?

I don't even how to frame this, I guess it's just a rant.
I have a child from a previous relationship, Anna (7) my current partner came into our lives when she was a baby and we've since had more children. He treats myself and our children very, very well, a stark contrast to my abusive ex.
I moved to my grandparents house fleeing that relationship, where my aunt lives. My aunt had been quite involved in our lives growing up as my mother was a single parent. Unfortunately in later years I realised how toxic she was, often speaking ill about our mother, stating that without her we would have had nothing etc. she is married but never had children of her own.
Myself and Anna spent 4 months here while looking for a place to rent, my aunt became heavily involved with Anna which at the time I saw nothing wrong with, as her husband and Anna had a wonderful bond. Following our move to our own house, Anna and I would often have sleepovers because I actually liked being down there. I met my now partner and we would have visited for dinner on Sunday or came down to visit in the week.
COVID happened and sleepovers were ceased as to protect my elderly grandparent. We were fine with this and began to make our own weekend rituals, which was especially nice as I spent the week studying and Anna was in nursery, so weekends were our uninterrupted time together, hence we had sleepovers together pre COVID.
When things started to open back up again, we resumed visits, but not sleepovers as by this stage we had moved in together, though I did allow Anna one or two sleepovers, just not on the scale that we had previously.
I was having a conversation with my aunt about choosing schools, I had a few in mind, two close to my home and one near the site that we were beginning to build our home on. She flipped and went mental, "you are not sending anna to those schools do you hear me" she screamed pointing her finger at me. Demanded I send her to a school closed to aunts house. I was gobsmacked, then she proceeded to say that she wanted Anna to have sleepovers every week again,and insisted I never slept over with her at all! when I explained that we are gone from each other all week and that's my only interrupted time with her she scoffed at me and said thing is your partner controlling you, he's just the same as your ex!
I left the house in a rage, told her husband passing to go in and sort out his wife. My partner wasn't there but he has never set foot in the house nor spoken to them since.
Since then,I've held out the olive branch to which she wouldn't apologise and stated she's entitled to her opinion. So I've kept myself and Anna away. I've heard through other family members that she is saying we are keeping Anna away from her (she knows we're we live FFS), that he's controlling me, he's an ahole, she has even had my mother on her side stating aunt is "entitled" to see Anna. When I was in hospital giving birth my sister rang to tell me that my mother was planning on bringing Anna to her house. So my sister intercepted and took her elsewhere. There has been other things, even before the fight, like Anna calling her mama when she called everyone mama and saying how she liked it, being overly cuddly with her, expressing annoyance that I wouldn't put outfits that she had bought her for special events, despite me already having done so, saying that she would love to adopt her should anything happen etc. she races to her at family events, she gives her birthday presents whenever she sees her regardless how long it has been since her birthday,, she doesnt acknowledge our other children, she also had no interest in my niece's either. Only Anna.
When I had my last child I brought the baby to my grandparent to see her, he barely acknowledged the baby, instead saying that I should bring Anna,that she belongs there, because if it wasn't for my aunt putting clothes on her back and food in her mouth social services would have taken her from me. Which is the biggest pile of stinking... I've ever heard. Nobody has ever given to Anna what I couldn't already.
So since the initial argument years ago, Anna has never been left alone with her. I've up and left as soon as anything untoward was said.
Today we had an event that my aunt was late for, we had been there a while so I was going soon because the baby was very tired and needed a nap. When I realised that she was there and gone, I saw Anna out in aunt's car alone with her. So I went out and toddler followed, told Anna we were going, to which aunt got irritated and told me to go on and leave anna there.i said absolutely not, but anna was visibly uncomfortable and seemed glad. Toddler climbed into the car with them and as I was putting the baby in the car I saw what I thought was her shoving him on the ground, proceeding to walk off before she spied me and sweetly said oh baby are you ok. I picked him up and put him in,followed by Anna nearly running out the door away from her.
Anna told me on the way home that my aunt had asked her to come out to the car talk privately. She told Anna to keep itsecret (no chance, we don't keep secrets from mum) that it was myself and my partner saying horrible things to her first, that we were the ones telling lies, that my partner is bad to me and bad to Anna, that my partner is not her daddy and that I shouldn't be her mother, but actually that she should be!
She was so annoyed and I was so angry I had to pull over for a minute to gather myself.
Anna said she knows it's lies, that we aren't bad to her and thought she was a bit delulu for saying what she said, especially since she is essentially a stranger to her now.
I'm ranting because I'm raging, I thought I did well keeping her from them to avoid this actual situation, but she sneaks her off to do this the first chance she got. I'm actually disgusted and feel so bad for my child for being put in that situation.
I don't know what to do, we have ignored it all over the years, maintained the bigger person. But now I just want to go to her house and blacken her eyes. My partner wasn't at the event due to other commitments and I haven't told him yet, but I know he's going to be upset too as he considers Anna his own.
I think from here on out I'll avoid affairs that involve her and totally cut her off.

Born and bred Texan here. Grew up in the DFW area, family has a ranch and family in the San Antonio area, went to college in Austin, and then spent 20 years in Houston. Then 3 years ago my husband switched jobs and we moved to Central Florida, which has exactly the same weather as Houston.
I am a person who HATES, LOATHES AND DESPISES heat and humidity. I’ve never acclimated to it. I don’t leave the house from May to October unless necessary. I’m not a beach person. We love mountains, drier climates (but not the desert), and would love to live somewhere that actually had all 4 seasons.
Our youngest child will be a freshman in high school in the fall. So after 4 more years, our options open up to places where we can spend more time, and potentially move to.
Our entire family lives in Texas. So I’m not tied to living near family. We LOVE Washington and PNW, it’s just so expensive to live there! If I had the ability - we would live in BC Canada. Unfortunately, my husband’s work experience and background is in manufacturing. There aren’t a lot of jobs where we are currently that lend themselves to that kind of profession. He’s a senior VP of a startup company currently and the head quarters is here, but the plant that they are building that he is at frequently is out of state (and not in a state we would want to move to).
We really like our house, and we love our neighborhood and area. We hate florida’s politics - same with Texas which is why we never plan to move back. We live in a little bubble in florida that has been great, and the ugly politics don’t really rear their head here. So I can usually overlook it. But I can’t overlook the humidity that slaps me in the face whenever I open the door.
Just trying yo figure out how realistic it would be to move to somewhere we actually WANT to live. And wondering how many here have done it?
We are in our mid 40’s, so retirement isn’t really just around the corner yet.

Walking my dog on a nice warm day.
Intermittently texting my friend about something. I pass by a man in a fluorescent yellow-green construction style jacket. He’s got a clipboard.
And a camo print ski mask.
It takes me a few more steps to realize that it’s highly unusual he’s wearing a ski mask. And in fact every inch of him is covered up vs me in flip flops and a T shirt.
I pretend to be busy on my phone and I spy him grabbing a box and some plastic-bagged item (yes, a la Amazon) from the row of townhomes, put them in his trunk (just a regular sedan).
I take a peek at his clipboard- it’s a blank sheet…
At this point I’m stopped at a mini park with benches 20-30 steps away so that it’s not obvious that I’ve stopped to observe him. I’m continuously pretending to be preoccupied with my phone by typing gibberish into the notes app. I wanted to catch a video of him just in case, but I was way too scared to lift/tilt my phone just-so to get identifiable info (eg. his license plate).
After he drives away I go to the apartment building that the townhouses are managed by to tell the guard. The guard is not present at the time so a female resident with an infant and an older looking fellow lets me in through the front door. They ask me why I need to talk to the guard. I tell them I saw something suspicious by the townhouses and described what I saw. I said maybe the guard would like to know this, in case they have cameras around there or at the least to inform the residents of those houses why their packages may be missing.
Turns out the old timer works in the building in some capacity and is real enthusiastic in informing me and the other lady that “they’re called porch pirates”. The other lady’s mind is blown by this, she looks at him like he’s a prophet and asks follow up questions. He doesn’t even ask specifically where I saw this happen before he exclaims that “they’ll never catch them, it’s pointless to tell anybody about it.”
I tell him I and my neighbors had multiple packages going missing when I lived in the very very big city just south of our county and even been broken into and we would all have appreciated people letting us know if it were likely a theft to at least avoid wasting time looking for them (or to encourage LL to up security eg. Cameras). Inform him I’m fine with waiting for the guard.
He goes, “look if you really want to, go ahead, but it’s a waste of time” and adds “That’s what they do for a living”. Me genuinely trying to understand, I ask “so are you saying that we should just leave them be?”.
I kinda cringed at this because it came off really passive aggressive, but that wasn’t my intention. I just wanted to parse out his motive for being seemingly adamant about discouraging me from talking to the guard- perhaps he did have the general belief that those less fortunate who resort to stealing to get by should be shown grace since their impact on the wealthy(er) is minimal? Like I was willing to have discourse, see his perspective, and be convinced. But both he and the lady were gasp aghast.
At this point I’m tired of this. From my perspective, I went out of my way to be potentially helpful to this community and this guy really made it seem like he had graciously condescended to speak with me.
I, smiling and very politely, tell him that I trust his wisdom on this so I’ll take his advice and get on with my day.
I dunno why but suddenly he shifts 180 and says I should wait for the guard. That, depending on where this is there may be cameras.
I’m like “ehhh, if it’s just to humor me and it won’t be helpful to anyone as you say. I’m alright.”
Walk back out with my dog. My parting greeting was “Good luck!”
Again, in retrospect that could be interpreted as sassy. In my defense, English isn’t my first language and even though I am fluent and can write well for academic and work purposes, sometimes I don’t have the best social phrases cued up…
Idk why that guy’s just bumming about in the lobby meddling with things. At least, as annoying as he was, since he works there I can tell myself that I informed an employee.

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Telus Araneta is Hiring for their In house account.

23,170 package + Up to 60k+++ incentives.
​
This is outbound lead sales.
Sa mga may sales experience dyan na solid 6 to 12 months or may sales metrics sa previous account mo. Pwede ka dito. Madali lang din hiring process. Currently need 200+ more headcounts for May 27 class, June and July classes
What to expect on the account?

1. Regularization increase and Annual increase
2. 15% night diff
3. Fixed weekend off
4. Canada holiday off
5. You can get up to 6 digits incentives (peak season is in November-December)
6. Premium outbound leads
7. No AHT and no survey just pure sales and retentions (renewal of contract)

​
Apply, get hired, and enjoy the following perks:

• 📷 FREE Shuttle
• 📷 FREE Gym with Instructor
• 📷 Shower Room
• 📷 Gaming Areas
• 📷 Sleeping Quarters
• 📷 Home room
• 📷600 regular load every month (SMART SIM)
• 📷 Rice allowance
• 📷 Meal allowance
• 📷 Uniform/Clothing allowance
• 📷 Laundry allowance
• 📷 Medical cash allowance
• 📷Telus International University - gives opportunity to study through subsidized tuition and classes
• 📷 Regularization and Annual Increase
• 📷 15% night differential pay
• 📷 21 Paid Leaves
• 📷 Birthday Leave
• 📷 HMO on day 1 with dental benefits
• 📷 Life insurance We have virtual interview and can do walk ins as well.
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Much prefer walk in kasi mabilis talaga process nila. DM me so I can assist you~ #HappyHere #TELUSPHHiring