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2024.05.01 01:04 not_normal_ever People with high paying jobs what do you do and how did you get it?
People with good paying jobs, tell me your story of how you got it!
I would love to hear about the people who are making 50+ an hour or in the 6 figure salary pay.
How did you get your job? What courses/ education did you do if any at all? Is it possible to make 50 to 100+ an hour without education?
Tell me your story!
Personally im just breaking the 100k mark as a concreter with a cert 3 that I was able to get into for free as the course was new at the time and I was offered it as they needed people to sign up. The course is now worth a few grand š
although I wanna hear about you guys š
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I would love to hear about the people who are making 50+ an hour or in the 6 figure salary pay.
How did you get your job? What courses/ education did you do if any at all? Is it possible to make 50 to 100+ an hour without education?
Tell me your story!
Personally im just breaking the 100k mark as a concreter with a cert 3 that I was able to get into for free as the course was new at the time and I was offered it as they needed people to sign up. The course is now worth a few grand š
although I wanna hear about you guys š
2024.05.01 01:03 going_dicey Finally resigned today, a crossover with corporate hell
What a journey itās been with you guys over the past 6 months. I lurked for a while and became a bit more active in the past 4 months. Iāve been one of the lucky ones in the sense that Iāve been applying from a place of employment. I got my offer last week and negotiation was sorted in two days. If itās everything itās cracked up to be, it should be a huge improvement on my current gig. Iām excited and thankful for the support you guys have provided. I wonāt leave you and Iāll continue to give advice where I can.
Well, today I finally resigned. Various logistics meant I couldnāt do it the day after signing my offer last week. My manager was pissed. To be honest, absent the odd stressful deal ā Iāve never been spoken to the way I was spoken to today.
For a bit of background, my company tried to move three full time roles into one on me on top of my actual role. They gave me a promotion (but no payrise) and moved me into a new area of the business. They made me keep my old role (although this wasnāt the deal) on top of my new role. Two additional roles are covering long term sick leave (for whatever reason they wonāt hire FTCs). Initially I was just going to cover the absences for 3 months but it became clear they would be 12 months of cover minimum. I actually thought it was a joke at first. But they were dead serious and thought it was almost akin to a privilege. Paid in opportunities, I guess? It was weird and downright offensive.
For context, Iām paid about 20-25% below market rate and it was a hit I was willing to take at the time I joined to cover a very specific area. However, that area never panned out and I didnāt end up doing it even once. It meant Iāve spent the whole time trying to find something in my role to make me happy but I just couldnāt do it. I even went through 8 sessions of therapy thinking there was something wrong with me (hint, there wasnāt and I was just trying to force a job I didnāt enjoy).
So today, I pulled the plug. My manager immediately went very defensive. Didnāt give me a chance to get a word in or explain my reasons. Said that Iāve left the team in a lurch given that people are out and the team is running lean. I tried to explain that is exactly one of the key reasons Iām not happy. They werenāt having it and kept going in on me. I was gaslit for 6 minutes straight and at the end they just hung up on me. Itās crazy to me they act like theyāve done me a favour and Iāve gone around and slapped them in the face. I really struggle to understand it.
In 10 years, Iāve never resigned from a job without the line manager being very happy for me. Theyāll usually say something like theyāre sad to see me go but thrilled about the next step in my career development. This was a first for me. While it did only confirm my decision to leave, it sucks that it played out this way. In my last roles, Iād always reminisce with colleagues/managers about my time and Iād almost always have a period of regret (in terms of the decision to leave). But with this one, I just havenāt had that feeling at all.
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Well, today I finally resigned. Various logistics meant I couldnāt do it the day after signing my offer last week. My manager was pissed. To be honest, absent the odd stressful deal ā Iāve never been spoken to the way I was spoken to today.
For a bit of background, my company tried to move three full time roles into one on me on top of my actual role. They gave me a promotion (but no payrise) and moved me into a new area of the business. They made me keep my old role (although this wasnāt the deal) on top of my new role. Two additional roles are covering long term sick leave (for whatever reason they wonāt hire FTCs). Initially I was just going to cover the absences for 3 months but it became clear they would be 12 months of cover minimum. I actually thought it was a joke at first. But they were dead serious and thought it was almost akin to a privilege. Paid in opportunities, I guess? It was weird and downright offensive.
For context, Iām paid about 20-25% below market rate and it was a hit I was willing to take at the time I joined to cover a very specific area. However, that area never panned out and I didnāt end up doing it even once. It meant Iāve spent the whole time trying to find something in my role to make me happy but I just couldnāt do it. I even went through 8 sessions of therapy thinking there was something wrong with me (hint, there wasnāt and I was just trying to force a job I didnāt enjoy).
So today, I pulled the plug. My manager immediately went very defensive. Didnāt give me a chance to get a word in or explain my reasons. Said that Iāve left the team in a lurch given that people are out and the team is running lean. I tried to explain that is exactly one of the key reasons Iām not happy. They werenāt having it and kept going in on me. I was gaslit for 6 minutes straight and at the end they just hung up on me. Itās crazy to me they act like theyāve done me a favour and Iāve gone around and slapped them in the face. I really struggle to understand it.
In 10 years, Iāve never resigned from a job without the line manager being very happy for me. Theyāll usually say something like theyāre sad to see me go but thrilled about the next step in my career development. This was a first for me. While it did only confirm my decision to leave, it sucks that it played out this way. In my last roles, Iād always reminisce with colleagues/managers about my time and Iād almost always have a period of regret (in terms of the decision to leave). But with this one, I just havenāt had that feeling at all.
2024.05.01 01:00 Junepero Storyās of panem 112 pre games
Good morning, tributes, and welcome back to Stories of Panem! As usual, I want to extend my thanks to the splendid Christian Blanco, original writer of Tales of the Hunger Games, and Lauren from Panem Reborn, whose tales inspire us. This week's tale is quite the info dump, so I hope y'all enjoy it and find out who emerged victorious. And since I don't have much else to say, let's dive in!
**Game 112 (148) Tributes**
Twenty-six young men and seventeen young ladies raised their hands and were brought to a salt-like and desert arena as Amanda and her entourage watched through the viewing square via a large TV. This year, in a special twist, the guys' display was shown first. Seventeen-year-old Brociade Riggs Verland made himself out to be less of a threat by acting weak. However, when he was attacked by other tributes, he delivered a spectacular groin kick, causing most of his attackers to whimper in pain. His remaining opponent, Maverick, barrel-rolled onto him, attempting to rip his remaining bracelet from his neck before Brociade apparently had an idea cross his mind and fell backward as Maverick tried to realize hi...
As Brociade was declared to be the male tribute for District 2, he grinned quietly to himself. And as his volunteer game was being analyzed in the Capital, both Camilia and Silca seemed to appreciate his less chaotic demeanor. Probably due to the fact that in the last 5 games, a Dalton had won the volunteer games. As Brociade was brought back up to the reaping square, he was bathed and styled up before returning to the stage, shaking Amandaās hand, which many of the Capital ladies gawked over Brociadeās stylish light brown flow-style hair and sapphire eyes, along with his tall and stoic demeanor. Amanda smiled back at Brociade in a sarcastic smile before he sat down and joined her in watching the ladies' volunteer games.
The ladies' games took place 15 minutes later, with these games taking a record time frame of 6 minutes. Eighteen-year-old Qwendlon Prashina teamed up with her friend, 17-year-old Artemsia Haywill. These two young ladies were classmates in the Heath academy, which was run by Jade Heath, victor of the 106th Hunger Games, and Herminia Edwards, formerly Gold victor of the 109th games. These two proceeded to dominate the arena. However, when it was just Qwendlon and Artemsia remaining, Qwendlon got the upper hand in the fight, only knocking her unconscious in the fight and ripping off her final bracelet. As Qwendlon was crowned as the female tribute for District 2, she gave a guilty smirk as her long blonde hair was suddenly flown up into a messy frizz, leading most of the Capital citizens to laugh as she was then flown back to the reaping square. After Qwendlon was bathed and styled up, Qwendlon and Brociade were announced as the tributes of District 2, and immense applause followed. Amanda whispered "Good luck" into Brociadeās ear, causing him to smirk and nod.
During their family visits, Qwendlon's mother sharply reminded her to be on her best behavior and to "Not be such a spaz". Qwendlon nodded good-naturedly before she styled her hair further, greatly confusing her mother. As Peacekeepers came in to take her to the train, she shockingly slapped their hands away and told them to "Buzz off" and that she did not need an "escort", causing her mother to tell her off as if she was a "Spoiled little girl". However, Mrs. Prashinaās words were not heard as Qwendlon waited patiently for Brociade.
As for Brociade, he was visited by his mother, father, and younger sister, congratulating him on making it to the games. However, his little sister Diana had asked him if he really wanted to go into the games. Brociade shrugged before nodding contently, still, before allowing his father to straighten his light gold suit out. He gave them all one big hug before he and Qwendlon were brought on the train to the Capital.
Once the pair got onto the train, Avoxes later reported a large brawl formed against the pair, with Qwendlon calling Brociade every swear word in the book and Silca saying that she hoped Qwendlonās mother "Didn't hear what words she was saying". However, as Qwendlon grew more violent, they heard one of their mentors' voices say, "Scratching the one person that could maybe be your one way to win in the games isn't smart, especially for a Career."
Herminia Edward grinned before saying she was the "boy's mentor" and that she would be able to meet "Hers in the Capital". Qwendlon annoyingly walked to her own carriage before Herminia grinned at Brociade, saying, "Oh my god, your hair, it's like so stunning, get it king." Brociade chuckled before embracing Herminia as the pair had a good ol' catch up. After a brief dinner, Herminia displayed the past reapings that had happened so far in the districts.
When Anchor and Marina, both from 4, were reaped, Brociade grinned before asking Herminia if it would be "6-pack or the usual 4-pack".
Herminia shrugged before saying, "It depends".
After she drilled Brociade on possible strategies, Jade Heath, victor of the 106th Hunger Games, arrived.
"Where's the girl?" she asked.
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"She scratched him up already, so tread with caution."
Jade shrugged before saying she could "Deal with the feisty ones better than that Harley boy."
Herminia sniggered to herself before Brociade asked who that "Harley boy was".
Herminia grinned, saying, "He was a victor from the Damned Ones district." Brociade laughed before replying "Fair enough". As Jade laughed, she brought an assortment of dinner foods to Qwendlon. It is unknown what the pair talked about at this time, but much to the relief of Jade and Herminia, Qwendlon and Broicade agreed still to stick together besides their earlier brawl. As the train from District 2 soon settled into Snow Station, Herminia and Jade helped their tributes up and told them to just "be themselves". Immediately, loud cheers and excited squeals sounded as the two mentors from District 2 regally waved before introducing the crowd of citizens at the train station to their tributes.
Brociade appeared to be a hit with the ladies in the crowd, becoming quite the ladies' man from his boyish charm and "strong-minded" personality. Even after he finished talking to one of his admirers, he softened seeing one younger lad sinning to him.
Brociade smiled before giving the young kid an autograph. The wee lad smiled back with joy flowing through his face. Brociade looked back at Herminia as she smiled warmly and gave him a thumbs up. However, with Qwendlon, she opted for the train platform greeting time to be a time of strength showing, causing Brociade and Qwendlon to compete by proving who was stronger. As Brociade appeared to be the winner, Qwendlon nearly tackled Brociade to the ground. However, saving the favored district's reputation, Jade and Herminia thanked the Capital for their time as the excited Capital audience waved at the four of them. During the limousine ride, Jade yelled at Qwendlon for nearly embarrassing her and Herminia, shouting that this could "Ruin their chances and even the district's reputation". Herminia soon looked back and did goofy faces at Brociade, causing him to laugh. Herminia soon calmed her own mentor down before the limo arrived at the accommodation tower.
The pair soon were greeted by their new stylist, Junipero Cardew. However, after he did his best in showing his tributes his Roman soldier-themed ideas, when Qwendlon laughed out loud, saying "All you're gonna look like is a Roman guard with dog poop on his head."
"Well, I guess Bonnie dumped you because that's because you're the dog poop personality."
Immediately, Qwendlon broke out of her stylist's grip, throwing her fist up into Brociadeās nose. He lost his temper before kicking Qwendlon into a wall. He winced in pain as Qwendlon soon barreled into him again, causing Junipero, Jade, Herminia, and even a few Avoxes to get caught in the brawl. As the brawl continued, Brociade shouted "Herminia, a little help, please, she's choking me." As Brociade soon threw Qwendlon off again, a loud voice soon screamed, "ENOUGH!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH! I WON'T LET THIS RUIN OUR REPUTATION."
As a rather tired Junipero ordered for peacekeepers to lock Qwendlon in her room until the parade, Herminia and Junipero joined Brociade outside on the balcony.
"So, we know sheās out of the picture."
Brociade shrugged before allowing Junipero to stitch up the bleeding marks on his nose as Herminia brought a portable TV out before going through the past reaping commentaries in the districts. As he began to take notes, Herminia interrupted him, saying, "Keep the primadonnas at arm's length. Bonnie had an early out due to that spunky little brat from 8."
Brociade nodded before dressing in his Roman soldier outfit before Herminia brought him back as two peacekeepers escorted the pair from 2 with their stylists soon following with the addition of Herminia and Jade. Once they arrived, they were greeted by Sterling and Tiffany, both from 1. Brociade seemed to have an instant acquaintance with Sterling in particular, bonding over the fact of "Despising their district partners".
"So, what's the deal with the girl?"
"Eh, she dated my old girlfriend who died last year during the games, and she was her ex."
Sterling snorted out in laughter before he added that "Wanna get the boy over there to join?"
Brociade shrugged before he and Sterling walked over to Anchor from 4, having a chat with his district partner Marina and Clarion from 5. Marina seemed to be rather petrified seeing two rather strong Career boys nearby her, even her mentor Sienna Shoreville looked on. However, she was surprised to hear Anchor accepted but on the condition that Marina would stay with him. Jafar shrugged, saying "Fair enough". As the pair walked back, seeing Anteno from 3 asking,
"What about me?"
Brociade laughed seeing the 14-year-old ask eagerly before he replied, "Buzz off", causing Anteno to walk back to his own carriage, looking at a rather bemused Albert Latier.
"Nice job, remember what I told you."
He fist bumped Herminia before Junipero and Jade smiled and wished them luck.
As the parade kicked off without any issues, after the roaring cheers for the pair from 1 with their royal sapphire suits and gowns, the pair from 2 soon took the show, regally waving and giving a "Different side" of the 2s. However, Capital citizens and even many commentators noticed the growing annoyance on Brociadeās face as Qwendlon waved in front of his face and once she stood in front of him, leading Brociade to nearly fall off the carriage.
Jade could be seen in the crowd scowling at her nieceās "Peculiar attitude' during the parade. At the end of the parade, the crowd applauded as President Mcaine did his usual speech about the glory of the Capital and how it always overcomes adversity and issues before he welcomed Nico Anderson to the stage. Nico gave a rather flamboyant welcome as he was adorned in a rainbow suit covered with a load of flowers. After giving credit to the stylists, he then crowned the pair from 1 as Anderson Fashions best-dressed for their sapphire-themed couture.
As many of the Capital crowd clapped in appreciation, the parade concluded. Unfortunately, a rather violent brawl took place in the District 2 apartment, with Jade doing her best to keep her niece from "Stabbing everyone with a alcohol bottle or destroying every bottle on sight."
Brociade sniggered before telling Jade to "Keep your attack child down". Causing her to furiously look back, however, before she could say anything else, Herminia brought the rather angry boy from 2 to his room. As Jade gave up with her niece.
The next morning, training took place at 10 am as per usual. Apollo Price greeted the tributes with his usual strict demeanor. He also suggested to "Not scratch each other up yet", clearly referencing Qwendlonās "Fighting episodes" with Brociade. Price then turned on his taser as the trainers soon followed before he dismissed the tributes.
Rather surprisingly, the Careers did practice together. However, when Tiffany hurled a spear so hard into a display it went right through nearly hitting Wybrana from 3 in the head. Wybrana squeaked in fear as Qwendlon laughed so hard Tiffany heard.
"What's so funny?"
Jade and Quintin Mahoney, victor of the 108th Hunger Games, watched on in intrigue. However, when Qwendlon punched Tiffany in the face, a brutal hair-pulling, scratching fight broke out.
"Get off me, you psychopathic bitch."
Luckily for Tiffany, Jade and Apollo picked her up and put Qwendlon in an isolation pod. Jafar looked back and gave Tiffany a knowing look before she chatted with Marina from 4. Brociade seemed to enjoy his district partner's fight. He stayed with Anchor, hurling Tridents into many targets. The pair ended up high-fiving before seeing Clarion from 5 looking with intrigue. However, when Jafar looked at Clarion in a threatening manner, Clarion sinned, asking Jafar if he would want to spar.
As Jafar and even Brociade were taken aback by the sudden courage, Jafar smirked before nodding as Clarionās mentor, Regina Harrington, looked on in worry. As a small crowd formed, the men were dressed in the appropriate pads. And after a sharp reminder on a fair fight, the men begun. Rather surprisingly, Clarion had appeared to get the upper hand in the match before rather unsurprisingly being overpowered by Jafar, leading with a score of 17-8.
Brociade and the Career girls cheered Jafarās name as Clarion was soon helped out of the stadium door by his district partner, Victoria, to the camouflage station. And as for the remainder of the 3 days of training passed rather uneventfully for all.
As the game maker evaluations came into play, Qwendlon and Brociade were early on in the lineup. Qwendlon was brought up first before requesting for a plate of fire to be brought in. As mild sounds of concern sounded in the assessor's hall on the surprising "Psychopathic nature" of this tribute, Game Maker Monty nodded as Qwendlon walked into the containment room. As she began her assessment, many of the nearby assessors soon looked on in bewilderment as the girl from 2 hit all the provided targets, greatly scaring and impressing the assessors. And to top off her act, she shoved the burning arrow down her throat and then out.
She gave her usual sinister smile as she then walked out of the assessment hall. As for Brociade, he requested to be blindfolded. As an Avox did this task, Brociade then walked over to the nearby knives table. He threw many into the nearby targets; the assessors looked on in bewilderment as these knives soon turned into a smiley face as the assessors clapped. Brociade bowed as he removed the blindfold; he grinned, clearly being impressed with his work.
After the rather pitiful displays of the pair from 14, the tributes were quickly ushered back to their apartments as their mentors turned on the TVs, turning to Camilia Ravenstil's live show, reading the results. Leading the pack was Brociade from 2 with a score of 11, with Jafar and Tiffany both from 1 with a 10. Qwendlon scored a 9. Anchor scored an 8. Clarion, a 5. And at the bottom of the pack was Frank from 8 and Mina from 11 with scores of 2 each.
Qwendlon was beyond enraged that she was outraged with Brociade and how she had been outstaged. Brociade laughed before pouring himself a triple vodka cranberry as Herminia quizzed him on interview questions. As the pair watched, Junipero crafted their luscious dress and suits.
In the evening, Camila Ravenstil welcomed the excited Capital audience, twirling around in her seaside-themed dress with her newly dyed light blue hair. Even being 8 months pregnant, she was still the living definition of grace and beauty. After hyping up the audience for the upcoming games, the interviews from the pair from 1 were given a warm welcome, giving high praise for their stunning ruby gowns and charismatic demeanors. Tiffany from 1 even braided Camiliaās hair into a jewel-like style, and her charismatic attitude made her even more of a Capital favorite. Qwendlon was welcomed in next, fashioning a stunning golden dress and a laurel wreath.
Rather surprisingly, her overly competitive nature had faded away as she rather flirtatious response and attitudes to Camiliaās questions, leading her to sharply remind Qwendlon that "She was married". Qwendlon soon blushed in embarrassment before running out of the interview rooms, much to the amusement of Capital citizens. Jade could be seen in the audience slapping her face in embarrassment as Brociade was welcomed in next.
His light brown hair had been styled and dyed a light brown, falling with a gold suit showing his muscular figure and golden jeans, Brociade became more of a sensation in the Capital as he managed a decent bantering session with Camilia, almost daring her to be more flirtatious. Before the end of the interview, Camilia asked Brociade if the Career alliance would be "filed or would there be any modifications."
Brociade winked before saying "Just the little brat that I have to unfortunately call my district partner."
The audience laughed good-naturedly before Camilia then dismissed him. The rest of the interviews went rather uneventfully, with Clarion from 5 becoming an unexpected Capital favorite through his comedic sign language anecdotes with Camila. And Leon from 7 being fawned over by nearly every lady in the audience. After the rather pitiful interview from the boy from 14, Game Maker Monty was welcomed to the stage with a standing ovation. Cyrus was adorned in a fabulous suit of sapphire with a green and brown bountier. After a good ol catch up with Camilia and congratulating her on her pregnancy with triplets, Camila graciously accepted this complement before doing her usual attempt in asking for an arena hint. Unsurprisingly, Cyrus kept his mouth shut, resulting in good-natured laughter from the citizens in the studios. Camila smirked before thanking Game Maker Monty for his time before ending the interviews there.
After an uneasy night, with mentors calming uneasy ones and fights and arguments raged on, the day of the games finally arrived. The tributes were then flown to the arenas holding rooms. Once they arrived, peacekeepers brought in the outfits: breathable tank tops, cargo shorts, and shoes.
It was no surprise that Qwendlon was not visited by anyone. She grinned her now-infamous eerie smile before she walked into the tube. As for Brociade, he was visited by Herminia.
"Stay out of trouble and remember, put on a show."
Brociade smiled warmly before hugging Herminia.
"Wait."
Herminia was surprised to see a note that he had written the night before. And after re reading the note Hermina wiped a tear before nodding as Brociade smiled as he walked into his tube as it then rose into the arena.
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**Game 112 (148) Tributes**
- **District 1:** Jafar and Tiffany
- **District 2:** Broicade and Gwendolyn
- **District 3:** Anteno and Wybrana
- **District 4:** Anchor and Marina
- **District 5:** Clarion and Victoria
- **District 6:** Geo and Lunar
- **District 7:** LeonLeon and Belle
- **District 8:** Frank and unknown girl
- **District 9:** Kaden and Raven
- **District 10:** Yriel and Blanche
- **District 11:** Argyle and Mina
- **District 12:** Sebastian and Remeda
- **District 14:** unknown boy and unknown girl
Twenty-six young men and seventeen young ladies raised their hands and were brought to a salt-like and desert arena as Amanda and her entourage watched through the viewing square via a large TV. This year, in a special twist, the guys' display was shown first. Seventeen-year-old Brociade Riggs Verland made himself out to be less of a threat by acting weak. However, when he was attacked by other tributes, he delivered a spectacular groin kick, causing most of his attackers to whimper in pain. His remaining opponent, Maverick, barrel-rolled onto him, attempting to rip his remaining bracelet from his neck before Brociade apparently had an idea cross his mind and fell backward as Maverick tried to realize hi...
As Brociade was declared to be the male tribute for District 2, he grinned quietly to himself. And as his volunteer game was being analyzed in the Capital, both Camilia and Silca seemed to appreciate his less chaotic demeanor. Probably due to the fact that in the last 5 games, a Dalton had won the volunteer games. As Brociade was brought back up to the reaping square, he was bathed and styled up before returning to the stage, shaking Amandaās hand, which many of the Capital ladies gawked over Brociadeās stylish light brown flow-style hair and sapphire eyes, along with his tall and stoic demeanor. Amanda smiled back at Brociade in a sarcastic smile before he sat down and joined her in watching the ladies' volunteer games.
The ladies' games took place 15 minutes later, with these games taking a record time frame of 6 minutes. Eighteen-year-old Qwendlon Prashina teamed up with her friend, 17-year-old Artemsia Haywill. These two young ladies were classmates in the Heath academy, which was run by Jade Heath, victor of the 106th Hunger Games, and Herminia Edwards, formerly Gold victor of the 109th games. These two proceeded to dominate the arena. However, when it was just Qwendlon and Artemsia remaining, Qwendlon got the upper hand in the fight, only knocking her unconscious in the fight and ripping off her final bracelet. As Qwendlon was crowned as the female tribute for District 2, she gave a guilty smirk as her long blonde hair was suddenly flown up into a messy frizz, leading most of the Capital citizens to laugh as she was then flown back to the reaping square. After Qwendlon was bathed and styled up, Qwendlon and Brociade were announced as the tributes of District 2, and immense applause followed. Amanda whispered "Good luck" into Brociadeās ear, causing him to smirk and nod.
During their family visits, Qwendlon's mother sharply reminded her to be on her best behavior and to "Not be such a spaz". Qwendlon nodded good-naturedly before she styled her hair further, greatly confusing her mother. As Peacekeepers came in to take her to the train, she shockingly slapped their hands away and told them to "Buzz off" and that she did not need an "escort", causing her mother to tell her off as if she was a "Spoiled little girl". However, Mrs. Prashinaās words were not heard as Qwendlon waited patiently for Brociade.
As for Brociade, he was visited by his mother, father, and younger sister, congratulating him on making it to the games. However, his little sister Diana had asked him if he really wanted to go into the games. Brociade shrugged before nodding contently, still, before allowing his father to straighten his light gold suit out. He gave them all one big hug before he and Qwendlon were brought on the train to the Capital.
Once the pair got onto the train, Avoxes later reported a large brawl formed against the pair, with Qwendlon calling Brociade every swear word in the book and Silca saying that she hoped Qwendlonās mother "Didn't hear what words she was saying". However, as Qwendlon grew more violent, they heard one of their mentors' voices say, "Scratching the one person that could maybe be your one way to win in the games isn't smart, especially for a Career."
Herminia Edward grinned before saying she was the "boy's mentor" and that she would be able to meet "Hers in the Capital". Qwendlon annoyingly walked to her own carriage before Herminia grinned at Brociade, saying, "Oh my god, your hair, it's like so stunning, get it king." Brociade chuckled before embracing Herminia as the pair had a good ol' catch up. After a brief dinner, Herminia displayed the past reapings that had happened so far in the districts.
When Anchor and Marina, both from 4, were reaped, Brociade grinned before asking Herminia if it would be "6-pack or the usual 4-pack".
Herminia shrugged before saying, "It depends".
After she drilled Brociade on possible strategies, Jade Heath, victor of the 106th Hunger Games, arrived.
"Where's the girl?" she asked.
Y
"She scratched him up already, so tread with caution."
Jade shrugged before saying she could "Deal with the feisty ones better than that Harley boy."
Herminia sniggered to herself before Brociade asked who that "Harley boy was".
Herminia grinned, saying, "He was a victor from the Damned Ones district." Brociade laughed before replying "Fair enough". As Jade laughed, she brought an assortment of dinner foods to Qwendlon. It is unknown what the pair talked about at this time, but much to the relief of Jade and Herminia, Qwendlon and Broicade agreed still to stick together besides their earlier brawl. As the train from District 2 soon settled into Snow Station, Herminia and Jade helped their tributes up and told them to just "be themselves". Immediately, loud cheers and excited squeals sounded as the two mentors from District 2 regally waved before introducing the crowd of citizens at the train station to their tributes.
Brociade appeared to be a hit with the ladies in the crowd, becoming quite the ladies' man from his boyish charm and "strong-minded" personality. Even after he finished talking to one of his admirers, he softened seeing one younger lad sinning to him.
Brociade smiled before giving the young kid an autograph. The wee lad smiled back with joy flowing through his face. Brociade looked back at Herminia as she smiled warmly and gave him a thumbs up. However, with Qwendlon, she opted for the train platform greeting time to be a time of strength showing, causing Brociade and Qwendlon to compete by proving who was stronger. As Brociade appeared to be the winner, Qwendlon nearly tackled Brociade to the ground. However, saving the favored district's reputation, Jade and Herminia thanked the Capital for their time as the excited Capital audience waved at the four of them. During the limousine ride, Jade yelled at Qwendlon for nearly embarrassing her and Herminia, shouting that this could "Ruin their chances and even the district's reputation". Herminia soon looked back and did goofy faces at Brociade, causing him to laugh. Herminia soon calmed her own mentor down before the limo arrived at the accommodation tower.
The pair soon were greeted by their new stylist, Junipero Cardew. However, after he did his best in showing his tributes his Roman soldier-themed ideas, when Qwendlon laughed out loud, saying "All you're gonna look like is a Roman guard with dog poop on his head."
"Well, I guess Bonnie dumped you because that's because you're the dog poop personality."
Immediately, Qwendlon broke out of her stylist's grip, throwing her fist up into Brociadeās nose. He lost his temper before kicking Qwendlon into a wall. He winced in pain as Qwendlon soon barreled into him again, causing Junipero, Jade, Herminia, and even a few Avoxes to get caught in the brawl. As the brawl continued, Brociade shouted "Herminia, a little help, please, she's choking me." As Brociade soon threw Qwendlon off again, a loud voice soon screamed, "ENOUGH!"
"THAT'S ENOUGH! I WON'T LET THIS RUIN OUR REPUTATION."
As a rather tired Junipero ordered for peacekeepers to lock Qwendlon in her room until the parade, Herminia and Junipero joined Brociade outside on the balcony.
"So, we know sheās out of the picture."
Brociade shrugged before allowing Junipero to stitch up the bleeding marks on his nose as Herminia brought a portable TV out before going through the past reaping commentaries in the districts. As he began to take notes, Herminia interrupted him, saying, "Keep the primadonnas at arm's length. Bonnie had an early out due to that spunky little brat from 8."
Brociade nodded before dressing in his Roman soldier outfit before Herminia brought him back as two peacekeepers escorted the pair from 2 with their stylists soon following with the addition of Herminia and Jade. Once they arrived, they were greeted by Sterling and Tiffany, both from 1. Brociade seemed to have an instant acquaintance with Sterling in particular, bonding over the fact of "Despising their district partners".
"So, what's the deal with the girl?"
"Eh, she dated my old girlfriend who died last year during the games, and she was her ex."
Sterling snorted out in laughter before he added that "Wanna get the boy over there to join?"
Brociade shrugged before he and Sterling walked over to Anchor from 4, having a chat with his district partner Marina and Clarion from 5. Marina seemed to be rather petrified seeing two rather strong Career boys nearby her, even her mentor Sienna Shoreville looked on. However, she was surprised to hear Anchor accepted but on the condition that Marina would stay with him. Jafar shrugged, saying "Fair enough". As the pair walked back, seeing Anteno from 3 asking,
"What about me?"
Brociade laughed seeing the 14-year-old ask eagerly before he replied, "Buzz off", causing Anteno to walk back to his own carriage, looking at a rather bemused Albert Latier.
"Nice job, remember what I told you."
He fist bumped Herminia before Junipero and Jade smiled and wished them luck.
As the parade kicked off without any issues, after the roaring cheers for the pair from 1 with their royal sapphire suits and gowns, the pair from 2 soon took the show, regally waving and giving a "Different side" of the 2s. However, Capital citizens and even many commentators noticed the growing annoyance on Brociadeās face as Qwendlon waved in front of his face and once she stood in front of him, leading Brociade to nearly fall off the carriage.
Jade could be seen in the crowd scowling at her nieceās "Peculiar attitude' during the parade. At the end of the parade, the crowd applauded as President Mcaine did his usual speech about the glory of the Capital and how it always overcomes adversity and issues before he welcomed Nico Anderson to the stage. Nico gave a rather flamboyant welcome as he was adorned in a rainbow suit covered with a load of flowers. After giving credit to the stylists, he then crowned the pair from 1 as Anderson Fashions best-dressed for their sapphire-themed couture.
As many of the Capital crowd clapped in appreciation, the parade concluded. Unfortunately, a rather violent brawl took place in the District 2 apartment, with Jade doing her best to keep her niece from "Stabbing everyone with a alcohol bottle or destroying every bottle on sight."
Brociade sniggered before telling Jade to "Keep your attack child down". Causing her to furiously look back, however, before she could say anything else, Herminia brought the rather angry boy from 2 to his room. As Jade gave up with her niece.
The next morning, training took place at 10 am as per usual. Apollo Price greeted the tributes with his usual strict demeanor. He also suggested to "Not scratch each other up yet", clearly referencing Qwendlonās "Fighting episodes" with Brociade. Price then turned on his taser as the trainers soon followed before he dismissed the tributes.
Rather surprisingly, the Careers did practice together. However, when Tiffany hurled a spear so hard into a display it went right through nearly hitting Wybrana from 3 in the head. Wybrana squeaked in fear as Qwendlon laughed so hard Tiffany heard.
"What's so funny?"
Jade and Quintin Mahoney, victor of the 108th Hunger Games, watched on in intrigue. However, when Qwendlon punched Tiffany in the face, a brutal hair-pulling, scratching fight broke out.
"Get off me, you psychopathic bitch."
Luckily for Tiffany, Jade and Apollo picked her up and put Qwendlon in an isolation pod. Jafar looked back and gave Tiffany a knowing look before she chatted with Marina from 4. Brociade seemed to enjoy his district partner's fight. He stayed with Anchor, hurling Tridents into many targets. The pair ended up high-fiving before seeing Clarion from 5 looking with intrigue. However, when Jafar looked at Clarion in a threatening manner, Clarion sinned, asking Jafar if he would want to spar.
As Jafar and even Brociade were taken aback by the sudden courage, Jafar smirked before nodding as Clarionās mentor, Regina Harrington, looked on in worry. As a small crowd formed, the men were dressed in the appropriate pads. And after a sharp reminder on a fair fight, the men begun. Rather surprisingly, Clarion had appeared to get the upper hand in the match before rather unsurprisingly being overpowered by Jafar, leading with a score of 17-8.
Brociade and the Career girls cheered Jafarās name as Clarion was soon helped out of the stadium door by his district partner, Victoria, to the camouflage station. And as for the remainder of the 3 days of training passed rather uneventfully for all.
As the game maker evaluations came into play, Qwendlon and Brociade were early on in the lineup. Qwendlon was brought up first before requesting for a plate of fire to be brought in. As mild sounds of concern sounded in the assessor's hall on the surprising "Psychopathic nature" of this tribute, Game Maker Monty nodded as Qwendlon walked into the containment room. As she began her assessment, many of the nearby assessors soon looked on in bewilderment as the girl from 2 hit all the provided targets, greatly scaring and impressing the assessors. And to top off her act, she shoved the burning arrow down her throat and then out.
She gave her usual sinister smile as she then walked out of the assessment hall. As for Brociade, he requested to be blindfolded. As an Avox did this task, Brociade then walked over to the nearby knives table. He threw many into the nearby targets; the assessors looked on in bewilderment as these knives soon turned into a smiley face as the assessors clapped. Brociade bowed as he removed the blindfold; he grinned, clearly being impressed with his work.
After the rather pitiful displays of the pair from 14, the tributes were quickly ushered back to their apartments as their mentors turned on the TVs, turning to Camilia Ravenstil's live show, reading the results. Leading the pack was Brociade from 2 with a score of 11, with Jafar and Tiffany both from 1 with a 10. Qwendlon scored a 9. Anchor scored an 8. Clarion, a 5. And at the bottom of the pack was Frank from 8 and Mina from 11 with scores of 2 each.
Qwendlon was beyond enraged that she was outraged with Brociade and how she had been outstaged. Brociade laughed before pouring himself a triple vodka cranberry as Herminia quizzed him on interview questions. As the pair watched, Junipero crafted their luscious dress and suits.
In the evening, Camila Ravenstil welcomed the excited Capital audience, twirling around in her seaside-themed dress with her newly dyed light blue hair. Even being 8 months pregnant, she was still the living definition of grace and beauty. After hyping up the audience for the upcoming games, the interviews from the pair from 1 were given a warm welcome, giving high praise for their stunning ruby gowns and charismatic demeanors. Tiffany from 1 even braided Camiliaās hair into a jewel-like style, and her charismatic attitude made her even more of a Capital favorite. Qwendlon was welcomed in next, fashioning a stunning golden dress and a laurel wreath.
Rather surprisingly, her overly competitive nature had faded away as she rather flirtatious response and attitudes to Camiliaās questions, leading her to sharply remind Qwendlon that "She was married". Qwendlon soon blushed in embarrassment before running out of the interview rooms, much to the amusement of Capital citizens. Jade could be seen in the audience slapping her face in embarrassment as Brociade was welcomed in next.
His light brown hair had been styled and dyed a light brown, falling with a gold suit showing his muscular figure and golden jeans, Brociade became more of a sensation in the Capital as he managed a decent bantering session with Camilia, almost daring her to be more flirtatious. Before the end of the interview, Camilia asked Brociade if the Career alliance would be "filed or would there be any modifications."
Brociade winked before saying "Just the little brat that I have to unfortunately call my district partner."
The audience laughed good-naturedly before Camilia then dismissed him. The rest of the interviews went rather uneventfully, with Clarion from 5 becoming an unexpected Capital favorite through his comedic sign language anecdotes with Camila. And Leon from 7 being fawned over by nearly every lady in the audience. After the rather pitiful interview from the boy from 14, Game Maker Monty was welcomed to the stage with a standing ovation. Cyrus was adorned in a fabulous suit of sapphire with a green and brown bountier. After a good ol catch up with Camilia and congratulating her on her pregnancy with triplets, Camila graciously accepted this complement before doing her usual attempt in asking for an arena hint. Unsurprisingly, Cyrus kept his mouth shut, resulting in good-natured laughter from the citizens in the studios. Camila smirked before thanking Game Maker Monty for his time before ending the interviews there.
After an uneasy night, with mentors calming uneasy ones and fights and arguments raged on, the day of the games finally arrived. The tributes were then flown to the arenas holding rooms. Once they arrived, peacekeepers brought in the outfits: breathable tank tops, cargo shorts, and shoes.
It was no surprise that Qwendlon was not visited by anyone. She grinned her now-infamous eerie smile before she walked into the tube. As for Brociade, he was visited by Herminia.
"Stay out of trouble and remember, put on a show."
Brociade smiled warmly before hugging Herminia.
"Wait."
Herminia was surprised to see a note that he had written the night before. And after re reading the note Hermina wiped a tear before nodding as Brociade smiled as he walked into his tube as it then rose into the arena.
2024.05.01 00:57 markbrev Cancel on my kid brotherās wedding at three weeks notice? Enjoy being at the top of google rankings for all the wrong reasons.
So my kid brother got married 12 years ago this year. Being non religious they got married and had their reception at a tithe barn at a country house. Thinking for something different for their wedding present, my dad decided that instead of getting several wedding cars for them, heād hire one car to take them from the venue to their hotel and as a surprise hire a helicopter to take the bride and her dad from my parentās place where she was getting ready (her family is from down south) to the venue. Then after the ceremony the newly weds, her immediate family and ours would each get a ten minute flight.
So we (me) set out looking for a helicopter hire. We find this one company, they survey my parents place to make sure they can get in and out (we have a six acre field adjoining their garden/our driveway) and do the same at the venue, confirm all is ok, and my dad signs the contract and pays the 50% deposit.
3 weeks before the wedding they ring back and decide that they canāt actually get the helicopter into either the venue or our field and would be cancelling the hire and would be refunding the deposit when they do their next invoice pay run at the end of the month. Cue my old man losing his shit and by the end of the day getting his money back. What followed was a mad scramble to find another helicopter firm, which in rural Lancashire arenāt exactly to be found on every street corner. After a fraught couple of days we find another firm who are more than happy with getting in and out at both place, are cheaper and more relaxed than the initial firm. When we told them why we were booking it last minute they told us that we werenāt the first that theyād heard of being let down by that firm.
Hereās weāre the petty and honestly unintentional revenge comes in. Back then I was a frequent contributor to a car forum Iāll call Markās car nerd forum (which is how my wife referred to it). Not a massive one, at most I think we had about 70 members, but it was ours. One guy sorted out set up and we each bunged him a fiver a year to admin it. There were half a dozen sub-forums where weād chat about motor shows, new car launches, F1, etc and one invite-only VIP area. Anyway out of frustration I posted on the open pages about how pissed off and stressed we had been over the whole thing with a post title of āBeelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!sā. Nothing I wrote was untrue, I just laid out the facts of what they did and the stress it put us through a couple of weeks before the wedding. Of course the guys all chimed in in support about how shitty weād been treated, until someone pointed out that we (as a forum) had paid for google ranking boost and that if someone searched for a particular thing (say āLamborghini Gallardoā) then our forum would be on google page 1 because one of us had posted about it. So everyone changed their post to start with a version of āWhatās that? Beelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!s?ā.
Within a day if you searched āBeelzebubās helitoursā on google, one of the top results on page 1 was a link titled āBeelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!sā.
Eventually one of the directors of said firm emailed the forum admin demanding the post was removed as it was damaging his firmās reputation. Dave the admin told him that unless he could provide irrefutable proof that my version of events was in any way incorrect then the post would be staying up. This was followed by various threats of legal action to which Dave responded by locking the post with the message āBeelzebubās helitours have threatened to sue Markās car nerd forum to remove this post. We have repeatedly asked them provide evidence that this version of events is in anyway untrue which they have failed to do so. Until such time that they do, this post will remain up as a true account of how our member was treated by them.ā
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So we (me) set out looking for a helicopter hire. We find this one company, they survey my parents place to make sure they can get in and out (we have a six acre field adjoining their garden/our driveway) and do the same at the venue, confirm all is ok, and my dad signs the contract and pays the 50% deposit.
3 weeks before the wedding they ring back and decide that they canāt actually get the helicopter into either the venue or our field and would be cancelling the hire and would be refunding the deposit when they do their next invoice pay run at the end of the month. Cue my old man losing his shit and by the end of the day getting his money back. What followed was a mad scramble to find another helicopter firm, which in rural Lancashire arenāt exactly to be found on every street corner. After a fraught couple of days we find another firm who are more than happy with getting in and out at both place, are cheaper and more relaxed than the initial firm. When we told them why we were booking it last minute they told us that we werenāt the first that theyād heard of being let down by that firm.
Hereās weāre the petty and honestly unintentional revenge comes in. Back then I was a frequent contributor to a car forum Iāll call Markās car nerd forum (which is how my wife referred to it). Not a massive one, at most I think we had about 70 members, but it was ours. One guy sorted out set up and we each bunged him a fiver a year to admin it. There were half a dozen sub-forums where weād chat about motor shows, new car launches, F1, etc and one invite-only VIP area. Anyway out of frustration I posted on the open pages about how pissed off and stressed we had been over the whole thing with a post title of āBeelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!sā. Nothing I wrote was untrue, I just laid out the facts of what they did and the stress it put us through a couple of weeks before the wedding. Of course the guys all chimed in in support about how shitty weād been treated, until someone pointed out that we (as a forum) had paid for google ranking boost and that if someone searched for a particular thing (say āLamborghini Gallardoā) then our forum would be on google page 1 because one of us had posted about it. So everyone changed their post to start with a version of āWhatās that? Beelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!s?ā.
Within a day if you searched āBeelzebubās helitoursā on google, one of the top results on page 1 was a link titled āBeelzebubās helitours are a bunch of absolute C@#!sā.
Eventually one of the directors of said firm emailed the forum admin demanding the post was removed as it was damaging his firmās reputation. Dave the admin told him that unless he could provide irrefutable proof that my version of events was in any way incorrect then the post would be staying up. This was followed by various threats of legal action to which Dave responded by locking the post with the message āBeelzebubās helitours have threatened to sue Markās car nerd forum to remove this post. We have repeatedly asked them provide evidence that this version of events is in anyway untrue which they have failed to do so. Until such time that they do, this post will remain up as a true account of how our member was treated by them.ā
2024.05.01 00:55 KillerOrangeCat Three True Scary Stories in the Country 4/30/2024
Number One: Searching
In the area that I grew up in, there was a story about an old abandoned psychiatric hospital that supposedly housed some of the craziest people around. There were various stories about the place, most which were probably not true. But the most consistent one was that the place was closed down for malpractices. It was supposedly closed down in the 1960ās.
The hospital was built way out of town in a rural setting. I always thought this was because they wanted to keep dangerous people away, but I have since learned that mentally ill people are not mostly dangerous. I mean some definitely are, but I donāt believe most are. I guess that maybe the country setting was to make it more tranquil for the patients.
Well, my friend Eric and I had often talked about wanting to go out and try to find the old hospital. We supposed that it might be haunted and that would make it a lot more fun to try and explore. However, it was something that we talked about more than we actually went about doing. But finally, when we were both 16 years old, we decided to go out and actually try and find this place. Other teenagers had told us before that they had gone out there and had smoking and drinking parties. They even told us where to find it in case we ever wanted to go out and see it.
The forests around the area that we lived in were pretty dense. But that didnāt stop Eric and I from trying to make it through them. We eventually came across a barbed wire fence with no trespassing signs on it. The other guys told us that indicated that we had reached the property that the hospital was on. So we knew that we were getting close.
It didnāt take too long before we found the place. And it was pretty impressive when it did. The building was huge and definitely showed its age. But what surprised me the most was that all the windows seemed intact. I always pictured abandoned buildings with them all broken.
We needed to find a way to get in though. To cover as much area as possible, we decided to go in opposite directions, looking for doors or broken windows. We didnāt want to break anything ourselves, because if we got caught, that would have just put us into even more trouble.
I went to the back of the building and Eric went toward the front. We told each other that we would meet up on the other end of the building.
I never made it to the other end of the building, however. After walking for a while on the back of the building, I came across something unexpected. I guess at a back entrance to the building, there was a van there. A couple men were by the van and looked like they were moving something. Two other men showed up, carrying something which they put in the back of the van.
I didnāt want to get caught, so I quickly went back in the direction that I had come from. I realized that I would have to try to catch up with Eric rather than meet him at the end of the hospital.
So, I made it around to the starting point and then started walking along the front of the building. There was no sign of Eric as I walked along the front of the building. My guess was that he had already made it to the other end. So, I just kept walking until I got over there.
Imagine my surprise when Eric wasnāt there either. I crept around to the back side of the building and peered around. It looked like the men there had finished loading their van and were about to be on their way. Fortunately, for me, they drove off in the opposite direction. I had really been scared of getting caught.
I felt safe, but I had to wonder where Eric was. This was the spot that we were supposed to have met up in, but he was nowhere to be seen. I looked around for him, thinking that he was looking for me, but I couldnāt find him. I wondered if he had gotten into the hospital, but I couldnāt figure out how he might have. The men who I came across locked up the entrance that they had been using. Plus, I couldnāt find any other way to get into the building.
After looking for him for a while, I figured I should probably wait in one space. If he was also searching for me, then maybe constantly moving would have kept him from finding me. However, I waited a long time and he never showed up.
I didnāt know what to do. I didnāt want to leave the area without my best friend. Also, I thought that he might have been in danger. But hours went by and he never showed up. Finally, I decided the best thing to do was go home and maybe get the police involved.
The police looked in the area but were unable to find Eric either. I was worried that I would never see my best friend again.
About two days after this happened, though, Eric did make it home. But whenever he was asked what had happened, he claimed he simply got lost in the woods. But I never believed that. Other than exploring the woods, he never talked about anything else. He never explained why he had left the hospital area to go back to the woods. He denied ever seeing the men that I had seen with the van. But when I brought it up, there was a look in his eyes that told me that he knew more than he was telling me. He had seen them and possibly interacted with him. I could tell by how scared he was when we talked about it.
He never told me anything though other than āI got lost in the woods.ā
Number Two: Followed
I had a really creepy experience once when I was out taking a hike. Although I was hiking in a national park, there were areas where one was not supposed to venture into. However, I always assumed that people would go out there anyway. Only hiking in areas that you are allowed to hike in is not very fun really. Although you could face a fine if you were caught by a ranger or someone in one of those areas, I figured that a little bit of money was worth the risk in order to have a fun adventure.
I wonāt name the park that I went through, but just know that it was a pretty large park and itās not in the United States, if you were thinking that. But my plan was a five day hike through the woods. I did have a map of the area, so I was pretty confident that I wouldnāt get lost.
So on the first day, I hike pretty deeply along the official trail. But when I found a good opportunity to get off trail, also by remembering the spot that I had gone off of, I went off into the forbidden area, so to speak.
The first day was pretty uneventful. I mean, the hiking was good. But I didnāt run into anything strange befitting a scary story. It was just a normal and enjoyable hiking day.
It was the second day that things began getting a little weird. I kept hearing noises that made me think that someone or something was also walking in the general area that I was in. It began making me nervous, thinking that someone may have caught me going off trail. But what was also worrisome is thinking that it might have been a dangerous wild animal of some sort. The possibility of running into a bear was pretty frightening and at least the park ranger wouldnāt try to kill me or anything.
The noises continued throughout the day. I heard breaking twigs mostly. Whenever I heard one, I would quickly turn to look in the direction that they were coming from. But at least on that second day, I didnāt come across anything that I could see.
The second night in my tent was a bit unsettling as well. I kept hearing noises that really indicated that someone might be stalking around outside. I looked out of the tent several times and even called out āhelloā to see if anyone was there. I was past the point of thinking it might be a ranger because likely the ranger would have arrested me rather than just creep around me. So, a wild animal was the conclusion that I had come to. Eventually, I just had to fall asleep because I needed my rest to continue.
It was the third day when I was out hiking that I finally noticed something. On this day, I had to sort of turn back in a curved direction to make it back to the trail so I could make it back home on the last day.
I heard a twig snap again, and my head immediately shifted toward the direction of the noise. When it did, for a brief moment, I saw a man standing off in the distance. He quickly moved away and out of my sight. But there was no doubt that I had seen a man there. And like I mentioned before, he couldnāt have been a ranger. If he had been the source of all the noises that I had been hearing, that also meant that he had been following me for a while. That made me extremely nervous as I continued hiking.
The occasional noise continued all through that day, but I never caught a glimpse of the guy again. When I made my camp and tried to relax for the night, I found that I couldnāt get very comfortable. My mind was just too focused on the guy that I had seen and wondered what he was up to. But eventually, despite still hearing occasional sounds such as the twigs breaking, I was able to sleep.
I woke up to something very odd. My fire was burning outside my tent. I always put my fire out before going to sleep. I am a very responsible camper that way. Not only that, some of my food was missing. I kept everything rationed out exactly in order to have the right amount of food for the trip. It seemed really odd to me to even think that maybe the guy who I had seen might have started a fire and heated up some of my food. I mean, I guess I could understand if he was hungry, but he also could have asked or approached me.
That fourth day, things began getting even worse than before. I was still hearing noises that made me think that the man was following me. But also, I had been catching more glimpses of him too. Whenever I shot my head around in the direction that I thought that I had heard him, I would see him for a second or so before he moved away. And each time it happened, it made me just hurry up further along the path. Whoever he was, he was acting strange and that meant that he might be dangerous.
Going to sleep that night was so difficult. A few times, it seemed like something was hitting my tent. It was if someone was throwing pebbles at it or something. I began thinking that the man I had seen was getting bolder and bolder each night and that was not a good thing. However, this would be my last night in the woods, as by sometime the next day, I would be making it back to the official trail. Eventually, I fell off to sleep again.
Well, getting up the fifth day was the worst of all. I didnāt have another fire or any missing food. But the hatchet that I brought with me to cut firewood was gone. I had kept that hatchet inside of my tent with me while I slept. It was hard to admit to myself the night before that I was really scared, but I was. So I had the hatchet with me for protection. It was gone though which meant if the man I was seeing took it, he had gotten into my tent somehow without me waking up.
The last day was a little different than before. I didnāt really hear many noises and began to feel a little bit of relief. It seemed like maybe the whole thing was finally over. I was missing a hatchet and some food, but felt like there was no real harm done other than just being a little scared.
However, at one point I finally heard a different noise. It was a loud chopping sound. And when I turned to see where it had come from, I got my best and longest glimpse of the man who had been following me the whole time. He had what I assumed was my hatchet and had thrust it into a tree. Then, he pulled it out while I was watching. He stood there with the hatchet and simply looked at me. This time, he made no attempt to move away and no attempt to hide from me.
I didnāt know what to do except go along my way and hurry while doing so. I kept looking back over my shoulder to see if he was following me but I only saw him standing in the same spot until I was too far away to see him. He may not have been following me, but that didnāt keep me from walking as fast as I could. I wanted to get back to the official trail as quickly as I could.
Maybe an hour after seeing him, I made it back to the trail. I then began following it, in order to get out of the woods. I did catch about two more glimpses of him, watching me from afar, but he made no attempt to come after me.
I got out of the woods without any further problem. But the worst part of the whole story is that I couldnāt even report the guy for what he was doing. If I did, I would have had to admit that I had gone off trail. Besides, I wasnāt sure that anyone would believe me if I did tell them. Also, other than stealing the hatchet and the food and also being off trail, he hadnāt done anything wrong. But he was deliberately antagonizing me and I guess his message was very clear, to not go off the trail into his neck of the woods.
Number Two: Mine
I enjoy finding old caves and old abandoned mines to explore. For the most part, nothing scary or such happens when you explore these places. They can be creepy and make you nervous, but other than that, they arenāt anything special. And I am never really scared when I go exploring one of them because I have done it so much.
The only time I ever got scared when exploring happened about 30 years ago. I had been researching and found a mine that I wanted to check out. It was a bit of a hike to get to it, as is often the case with these places. But, it is normally worth it for the experience.
It took me a while to find this old place and when I did, I almost second guessed myself about trying to explore it. It was very rundown looking and it was very wet on the ground. I often try to avoid some of the places that are really wet like that.
But I decided that I had come out all that way through the woods to find the place, so I might as well check it out a little bit.
I went into the mine. I donāt recall offhand how deep it went, although I did know at the time. So, I wasnāt going in blind at all. If it got a lot wetter as I went into it, I could always turn around and be confident that I had given it my best try.
It seemed to be fine as I went deeper and deeper and the water didnāt really rise up in any significant way. So I was enjoying myself.
But then I began hearing this strange noise. I canāt really explain it exactly, but it was sort of like a clicking noise. Imagine someone taking a pen and flicking it against a blackboard over and over again. Then, combine that with the fact that I was in a mine and it was going to echo over and over again. That was what I was hearing and it got louder the deeper I went in there.
I was really curious what the noise was and was already more excited about the experience than before. The noise was very consistent and it wasnāt like a dripping noise. It was a constant echoing clicking sound.
I was following the sound when it suddenly stopped. I stopped too, but only because I was wondering why it had ceased.
Then I heard a different sound. It was a growling sound, which also echoed off of the walls. It was a low, guttural growl that basically was telling me, āI donāt want you hear and I think you had better leave.ā
I wanted to turn and just run out of the mine. But, part of me thought that if this was a dangerous animal, it might then chase after me because I was acting like prey. So, rather then turn and run, I began slowly walking backward. I did that for a little while, while hearing the growling continue on and off.
Hell, even when the growling ceased, I didnāt turn and run. I was too afraid to do that. I did eventually turn around, but I just kept walking very slowly until finally I made it out of the mine.
Now, I didnāt really feel safe right away though. But I did hurry away once I had gotten out.
I donāt know what I experienced there. I mean, I donāt know enough about animal growls to pick out what animal I might have offended. Plus, the clicking sound was something that I couldnāt explain at all. I wish that I had a tape recorder on me at the time so I could have recorded that, but I didnāt see the point of taking a recorder into a mine at the time.
Whatever it was, I took its warning seriously and that was probably my best choice.
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In the area that I grew up in, there was a story about an old abandoned psychiatric hospital that supposedly housed some of the craziest people around. There were various stories about the place, most which were probably not true. But the most consistent one was that the place was closed down for malpractices. It was supposedly closed down in the 1960ās.
The hospital was built way out of town in a rural setting. I always thought this was because they wanted to keep dangerous people away, but I have since learned that mentally ill people are not mostly dangerous. I mean some definitely are, but I donāt believe most are. I guess that maybe the country setting was to make it more tranquil for the patients.
Well, my friend Eric and I had often talked about wanting to go out and try to find the old hospital. We supposed that it might be haunted and that would make it a lot more fun to try and explore. However, it was something that we talked about more than we actually went about doing. But finally, when we were both 16 years old, we decided to go out and actually try and find this place. Other teenagers had told us before that they had gone out there and had smoking and drinking parties. They even told us where to find it in case we ever wanted to go out and see it.
The forests around the area that we lived in were pretty dense. But that didnāt stop Eric and I from trying to make it through them. We eventually came across a barbed wire fence with no trespassing signs on it. The other guys told us that indicated that we had reached the property that the hospital was on. So we knew that we were getting close.
It didnāt take too long before we found the place. And it was pretty impressive when it did. The building was huge and definitely showed its age. But what surprised me the most was that all the windows seemed intact. I always pictured abandoned buildings with them all broken.
We needed to find a way to get in though. To cover as much area as possible, we decided to go in opposite directions, looking for doors or broken windows. We didnāt want to break anything ourselves, because if we got caught, that would have just put us into even more trouble.
I went to the back of the building and Eric went toward the front. We told each other that we would meet up on the other end of the building.
I never made it to the other end of the building, however. After walking for a while on the back of the building, I came across something unexpected. I guess at a back entrance to the building, there was a van there. A couple men were by the van and looked like they were moving something. Two other men showed up, carrying something which they put in the back of the van.
I didnāt want to get caught, so I quickly went back in the direction that I had come from. I realized that I would have to try to catch up with Eric rather than meet him at the end of the hospital.
So, I made it around to the starting point and then started walking along the front of the building. There was no sign of Eric as I walked along the front of the building. My guess was that he had already made it to the other end. So, I just kept walking until I got over there.
Imagine my surprise when Eric wasnāt there either. I crept around to the back side of the building and peered around. It looked like the men there had finished loading their van and were about to be on their way. Fortunately, for me, they drove off in the opposite direction. I had really been scared of getting caught.
I felt safe, but I had to wonder where Eric was. This was the spot that we were supposed to have met up in, but he was nowhere to be seen. I looked around for him, thinking that he was looking for me, but I couldnāt find him. I wondered if he had gotten into the hospital, but I couldnāt figure out how he might have. The men who I came across locked up the entrance that they had been using. Plus, I couldnāt find any other way to get into the building.
After looking for him for a while, I figured I should probably wait in one space. If he was also searching for me, then maybe constantly moving would have kept him from finding me. However, I waited a long time and he never showed up.
I didnāt know what to do. I didnāt want to leave the area without my best friend. Also, I thought that he might have been in danger. But hours went by and he never showed up. Finally, I decided the best thing to do was go home and maybe get the police involved.
The police looked in the area but were unable to find Eric either. I was worried that I would never see my best friend again.
About two days after this happened, though, Eric did make it home. But whenever he was asked what had happened, he claimed he simply got lost in the woods. But I never believed that. Other than exploring the woods, he never talked about anything else. He never explained why he had left the hospital area to go back to the woods. He denied ever seeing the men that I had seen with the van. But when I brought it up, there was a look in his eyes that told me that he knew more than he was telling me. He had seen them and possibly interacted with him. I could tell by how scared he was when we talked about it.
He never told me anything though other than āI got lost in the woods.ā
Number Two: Followed
I had a really creepy experience once when I was out taking a hike. Although I was hiking in a national park, there were areas where one was not supposed to venture into. However, I always assumed that people would go out there anyway. Only hiking in areas that you are allowed to hike in is not very fun really. Although you could face a fine if you were caught by a ranger or someone in one of those areas, I figured that a little bit of money was worth the risk in order to have a fun adventure.
I wonāt name the park that I went through, but just know that it was a pretty large park and itās not in the United States, if you were thinking that. But my plan was a five day hike through the woods. I did have a map of the area, so I was pretty confident that I wouldnāt get lost.
So on the first day, I hike pretty deeply along the official trail. But when I found a good opportunity to get off trail, also by remembering the spot that I had gone off of, I went off into the forbidden area, so to speak.
The first day was pretty uneventful. I mean, the hiking was good. But I didnāt run into anything strange befitting a scary story. It was just a normal and enjoyable hiking day.
It was the second day that things began getting a little weird. I kept hearing noises that made me think that someone or something was also walking in the general area that I was in. It began making me nervous, thinking that someone may have caught me going off trail. But what was also worrisome is thinking that it might have been a dangerous wild animal of some sort. The possibility of running into a bear was pretty frightening and at least the park ranger wouldnāt try to kill me or anything.
The noises continued throughout the day. I heard breaking twigs mostly. Whenever I heard one, I would quickly turn to look in the direction that they were coming from. But at least on that second day, I didnāt come across anything that I could see.
The second night in my tent was a bit unsettling as well. I kept hearing noises that really indicated that someone might be stalking around outside. I looked out of the tent several times and even called out āhelloā to see if anyone was there. I was past the point of thinking it might be a ranger because likely the ranger would have arrested me rather than just creep around me. So, a wild animal was the conclusion that I had come to. Eventually, I just had to fall asleep because I needed my rest to continue.
It was the third day when I was out hiking that I finally noticed something. On this day, I had to sort of turn back in a curved direction to make it back to the trail so I could make it back home on the last day.
I heard a twig snap again, and my head immediately shifted toward the direction of the noise. When it did, for a brief moment, I saw a man standing off in the distance. He quickly moved away and out of my sight. But there was no doubt that I had seen a man there. And like I mentioned before, he couldnāt have been a ranger. If he had been the source of all the noises that I had been hearing, that also meant that he had been following me for a while. That made me extremely nervous as I continued hiking.
The occasional noise continued all through that day, but I never caught a glimpse of the guy again. When I made my camp and tried to relax for the night, I found that I couldnāt get very comfortable. My mind was just too focused on the guy that I had seen and wondered what he was up to. But eventually, despite still hearing occasional sounds such as the twigs breaking, I was able to sleep.
I woke up to something very odd. My fire was burning outside my tent. I always put my fire out before going to sleep. I am a very responsible camper that way. Not only that, some of my food was missing. I kept everything rationed out exactly in order to have the right amount of food for the trip. It seemed really odd to me to even think that maybe the guy who I had seen might have started a fire and heated up some of my food. I mean, I guess I could understand if he was hungry, but he also could have asked or approached me.
That fourth day, things began getting even worse than before. I was still hearing noises that made me think that the man was following me. But also, I had been catching more glimpses of him too. Whenever I shot my head around in the direction that I thought that I had heard him, I would see him for a second or so before he moved away. And each time it happened, it made me just hurry up further along the path. Whoever he was, he was acting strange and that meant that he might be dangerous.
Going to sleep that night was so difficult. A few times, it seemed like something was hitting my tent. It was if someone was throwing pebbles at it or something. I began thinking that the man I had seen was getting bolder and bolder each night and that was not a good thing. However, this would be my last night in the woods, as by sometime the next day, I would be making it back to the official trail. Eventually, I fell off to sleep again.
Well, getting up the fifth day was the worst of all. I didnāt have another fire or any missing food. But the hatchet that I brought with me to cut firewood was gone. I had kept that hatchet inside of my tent with me while I slept. It was hard to admit to myself the night before that I was really scared, but I was. So I had the hatchet with me for protection. It was gone though which meant if the man I was seeing took it, he had gotten into my tent somehow without me waking up.
The last day was a little different than before. I didnāt really hear many noises and began to feel a little bit of relief. It seemed like maybe the whole thing was finally over. I was missing a hatchet and some food, but felt like there was no real harm done other than just being a little scared.
However, at one point I finally heard a different noise. It was a loud chopping sound. And when I turned to see where it had come from, I got my best and longest glimpse of the man who had been following me the whole time. He had what I assumed was my hatchet and had thrust it into a tree. Then, he pulled it out while I was watching. He stood there with the hatchet and simply looked at me. This time, he made no attempt to move away and no attempt to hide from me.
I didnāt know what to do except go along my way and hurry while doing so. I kept looking back over my shoulder to see if he was following me but I only saw him standing in the same spot until I was too far away to see him. He may not have been following me, but that didnāt keep me from walking as fast as I could. I wanted to get back to the official trail as quickly as I could.
Maybe an hour after seeing him, I made it back to the trail. I then began following it, in order to get out of the woods. I did catch about two more glimpses of him, watching me from afar, but he made no attempt to come after me.
I got out of the woods without any further problem. But the worst part of the whole story is that I couldnāt even report the guy for what he was doing. If I did, I would have had to admit that I had gone off trail. Besides, I wasnāt sure that anyone would believe me if I did tell them. Also, other than stealing the hatchet and the food and also being off trail, he hadnāt done anything wrong. But he was deliberately antagonizing me and I guess his message was very clear, to not go off the trail into his neck of the woods.
Number Two: Mine
I enjoy finding old caves and old abandoned mines to explore. For the most part, nothing scary or such happens when you explore these places. They can be creepy and make you nervous, but other than that, they arenāt anything special. And I am never really scared when I go exploring one of them because I have done it so much.
The only time I ever got scared when exploring happened about 30 years ago. I had been researching and found a mine that I wanted to check out. It was a bit of a hike to get to it, as is often the case with these places. But, it is normally worth it for the experience.
It took me a while to find this old place and when I did, I almost second guessed myself about trying to explore it. It was very rundown looking and it was very wet on the ground. I often try to avoid some of the places that are really wet like that.
But I decided that I had come out all that way through the woods to find the place, so I might as well check it out a little bit.
I went into the mine. I donāt recall offhand how deep it went, although I did know at the time. So, I wasnāt going in blind at all. If it got a lot wetter as I went into it, I could always turn around and be confident that I had given it my best try.
It seemed to be fine as I went deeper and deeper and the water didnāt really rise up in any significant way. So I was enjoying myself.
But then I began hearing this strange noise. I canāt really explain it exactly, but it was sort of like a clicking noise. Imagine someone taking a pen and flicking it against a blackboard over and over again. Then, combine that with the fact that I was in a mine and it was going to echo over and over again. That was what I was hearing and it got louder the deeper I went in there.
I was really curious what the noise was and was already more excited about the experience than before. The noise was very consistent and it wasnāt like a dripping noise. It was a constant echoing clicking sound.
I was following the sound when it suddenly stopped. I stopped too, but only because I was wondering why it had ceased.
Then I heard a different sound. It was a growling sound, which also echoed off of the walls. It was a low, guttural growl that basically was telling me, āI donāt want you hear and I think you had better leave.ā
I wanted to turn and just run out of the mine. But, part of me thought that if this was a dangerous animal, it might then chase after me because I was acting like prey. So, rather then turn and run, I began slowly walking backward. I did that for a little while, while hearing the growling continue on and off.
Hell, even when the growling ceased, I didnāt turn and run. I was too afraid to do that. I did eventually turn around, but I just kept walking very slowly until finally I made it out of the mine.
Now, I didnāt really feel safe right away though. But I did hurry away once I had gotten out.
I donāt know what I experienced there. I mean, I donāt know enough about animal growls to pick out what animal I might have offended. Plus, the clicking sound was something that I couldnāt explain at all. I wish that I had a tape recorder on me at the time so I could have recorded that, but I didnāt see the point of taking a recorder into a mine at the time.
Whatever it was, I took its warning seriously and that was probably my best choice.
2024.05.01 00:54 SoPeachy_7997 š Yahoo Sports AM: The end of an NBA era
 | https://preview.redd.it/vh88q2gl4pxc1.png?width=1200&format=png&auto=webp&s=fe3caa8b3a004fba555c95647d14350fa6e427d3 submitted by SoPeachy_7997 to PeachyCommunity [link] [comments] Good morning! Did we just watch LeBron James play his last game as a Laker? In today's edition: The end of an NBA era, from walk-on to potential No. 1 pick, Patrick Mahomes' surprise appearance, the Rockies' rocky start, and more. Yahoo Sports AM is written by [Kendall Baker](mailto:kendall.baker@yahooinc.com). For the web version, click here. Sign up for free at yahoosports.com/am. Let's sportsā¦ ICYMI HEADLINES OKC, Florida advance: The Thunder beat the Pelicans, 97-89, to sweep the series; the Panthers beat the Lightning, 6-1, to win the Battle of Florida in five games. USA, Mexico pull '27 bid: The U.S. and Mexico are withdrawing their bid to host the 2027 Women's World Cup and will instead bid together for the 2031 tournament. āTyson vs. Paul: Mike Tyson's upcoming fight against YouTuber-turned-boxer Jake Paul will be a sanctioned professional bout rather than an exhibition. Tyson is 57. Paul is 27. āHakstol fired: The Kraken fired coach Dave Hakstol, who led the franchise for its first three seasons. Seattle took a step back this year after reaching the West semifinals in 2023. āRyan and Rob strike again: After their success with Wrexham FC in Wales, Ryan Reynolds and Rob McElhenney have bought a minority stake in Liga MX's Necaxa. See what else is trending on Yahoo Sports. 2005-2024 THE END OF AN NBA ERA (Henry Russell/Yahoo Sports) Jamal Murray hit another game-winner on Monday to lift the Nuggets past the Lakers, 108-106, and win the series in five games. Mind-blowing stat: This is the first time since 2005 that the second round of the NBA playoffs won't feature one of LeBron James, Kevin Durant or Steph Curry. And more than half of those 18 seasons featured at least two of them in the semifinals and onward. Think about thatā¦ What were you doing in 2005? I was in eighth grade. George W. Bush was president. "We Belong Together" by Mariah Carey was the No. 1 song.
THE CHARLIE CONDON STORY FROM WALK-ON TO POTENTIAL NO. 1 PICK (David J. Griffin/Icon Sportswire via Getty Images) Back in 2020, Charlie Condon thought he might be playing D-III football. Four years later, he could be the No. 1 pick in the 2024 MLB Draft. A season for the ages: The Georgia first baseman is leading NCAA hitters in a laundry list of stat categories including batting average (.461), home runs (29), home runs per game (.67), slugging percentage (1.090) and total bases (182).
Condon, via ESPN: "It's hard to say that [the success] has taken me by surprise because I know how hard I've worked to get to this spot. But at the same time, if I pick my head up and look back at the last three years, and where I was in high school and my freshman year when I was just competing to stick around and hold on to my roster spot, I couldn't have imagined being here." Top 2024 prospects, per MLB Pipeline:
SNAPSHOTS THE WORLD IN PHOTOS (WWE/Getty Images) Kansas City ā Patrick Mahomes made a surprise appearance at WWE Monday Night Raw, lending Logan Paul his Super Bowl rings to use as brass knuckles during his fight. (Mitchell Layton/Getty Images) Baltimore ā The Orioles beat the Yankees, 2-0, to tie them atop the AL East as Gunnar Henderson, 22, became the youngest player ever to reach 10 home runs before May 1. (VCG/Getty Images) Madrid ā Rafael Nadal beat Pedro CachĆn in a three-hour marathon to advance to the Madrid Open's Round of 16 and improve to 435-11 (.975) on clay when winning the first set. Ridiculous. (Jane Barlow/PA Images via Getty Images) Troon, Scotland ā The Claret Jug arrived at Royal Troon on Monday for media day ahead of the 152nd Open Championship in July. ON THIS DAY APRIL 30, 1921: THE FIRST CHAMPS (Pro Football Hall of Fame) 103 years ago today, the Akron Pros were named the inaugural champions* of the American Professional Football Association, which became the NFL in 1922. A defensive force: The Pros finished the 1920 campaign with an 8-0-3 record and shut out their opponents in 10 of 11 games. They allowed seven points the entire season.
NHL PLAYOFFS WATCHLIST: FOUR ELIMINATION GAMES Winnipeg fans will be out in full force tonight. (David Lipnowski/Getty Images) Four NHL teams face elimination tonight. Toronto, New York and Nashville need wins on the road, while Winnipeg needs a win at home.
19 YEARS AGO NBA TRIVIA (Nathaniel S. ButleNBAE via Getty Images) As mentioned above, this is the first time since 2005 that LeBron, KD, and Steph are all absent from the second round. Question: The Spurs won the 2005 NBA Finals. Who'd they beat? Answer at the bottom. STAT OF THE DAY THE ROCKIES' ROCKY START (Michael Reaves/Getty Images) The Rockies (7-21) have trailed in all 28 of their games this season. The last team to do that? The 1957 Washington Senators, who trailed in their first 32 games. Not the kind of history you want to be making! Trivia answer: Pistons (San Antonio won, 4-3) Thanks for reading! Have a question or comment? [Email me](mailto:kendall.baker@yahooinc.com). Sign up for free at yahoosports.com/am. |
2024.05.01 00:50 UhJustNoBro Carnival Of Screams.
I am often reminded of the sweet smell of cotton candy, and children laughter filling the air on a crisp cool autumn night when that special day in October approaches yet again like it does every year.
Although 15 years ago on a cool October night that sweet feeling was quickly turned bitter, as that was the day I met him for the first time.
Halloween has always been my favorite time of the year, candy, trick or treating, more candy!! it's like a kids dream. It's funny how quickly dreams can turn into nightmares in a blink of an eye. It was 10th period and as always, I was counting down the final minutes to the last bell of the school day.
Gym had always been my least favorite subject in school which is why I am glad I always had it the last period of the day. I was drawing in my notepad while sitting on the bleachers when my friend Chirs bumped into me, "Hey man did you see how all those kids have been going missing in the next town over do you think our parents will let us go out this year" I looked up from my notebook and placed my gaze on to his.
"I don't know man where did you even hear that anyway it sounds made up" I said shaking my head going back to my drawing. "No man I heard some parents talking about it with the sheriff at town hall" I raised my head up again "Town hall what were you doing at town hall" He went to answer me when I placed my hand up to dismiss whatever he was about to say.
"Hey Chris, who is that over there" Chris turns away from me to set his attention on to the weird guy wearing a top hat and grey coat that was now just standing outside the school fence. "I don't know man why are you asking me" He replied "Because he" I stopped dead with my sentence as the man was now gone.
Me and Chris looked at each other and shivered as the school bell rang signaling the end of the school day. It was now Saturday and like every Saturday morning I was up bright and early, watching tv and eating my grandma's bacon and eggs that she took so much pride in making for me.
I was mid bite of a strip of bacon when the phone began to ring. "Honey, can you get that" my grandma said from the kitchen, "sure grandma" I said back mouth full of bacon. "Jackson residence" I said into the phone with a muffled tone. "James first of all stop talking with your mouth full and" "Oh hey Chris I began to say cutting him off" Chris sighed for a second "Are you done cutting me off" he said laughing.
"yes, I'm done" I said back now with a much better sounding tone as I had finally swallowed the piece of bacon I was chewing on moments before. "Ok and second have you checked your bag" "my bag, no?" I replied sounding confused. "Put the phone down and check it then come back and tell me what you found" Chris said now sounding anxious. "Ok hold on" I replied setting the phone down on the stand to go open my school bag.
I unzipped my bag and sorted through all the folders and books I had just tossed around in there before coming across something I did not recognize, it was a flyer but not just any flyer this flyer was an advertisement flyer.
I held the piece of paper in my hands for a few moments before reading it to myself, "Come one, Come all, Come and have a night you will never forget at Mr. Kline's Scare Fest. A one night only free scary experience for you and all your friends. And the best part is free admission."
I laughed out loud cursing myself for being such an idiot, I jogged back into the kitchen picking up the phone and placing it to my ear "Nice try Chris very funny you will have to try harder than that if you want to scare me."
There was a pause before I heard Chris's voice on the other line, "bro I did not put that in your bag I got one too why would I prank myself just to get you to believe it was real." For some reason the sound of his voice made me believe him. "You got a point alright so what do you think should we go?"
He paused again before responding, "the heck with it let's go what else is there to do right" "right see you tonight 8 o clock" I replied hanging up the phone. "Grandma!!" I yelled from the kitchen "can I go to a carnival tonight at 8 with Chris".
She looked at me as she strolled on into the kitchen hands on her hips "and who else is going to this said carnival" I thought carefully about my response "His dad will be there so it will be okay grandma" I said lying through my teeth.
"Well as long as there will be an adult with you guy's I don't see a problem with it" my eyes lit up with joy as she said this "thank you grandma you're the best". I said hugging her while pushing past her to the stairs to go get ready "You are welcome be home by 11:30 please no later" "Yes grandma" I yelled back from the top of the stairs.
7:30 came and I found myself sneaking out the backdoor with my cruiser bicycle, as I pedaled into the night towards Chris's house cool air beating down on my face, I could not help but feel so guilty that I lied to my grandma.
I arrived at Chris's house by 7:45 and he was already outside with his bike ready to go as I cruised up to the front of his house. "You ready" I said with a smile on my face "oh yeah it's going to be an awesome night" he replied back sounding more excited than me if that was even possible at this point.
As we got closer, we could see the lights and hear the music of the carnival. Me and Chris looked at each other and smiled as a rush of excitement filled our bodies. We approached the front gates where a man in a beat up looking striped shirt and baggy pants greeted us with a smile.
"Hello" he said with a smile "Hello" we both said in unison our excitement being replaced with a feeling of being a little creeped out. "Please, please, enter right this way we are so thrilled you have come to see us on this oh so special evening." the weirdly dressed carney said motioning us forward.
We proceeded through the gates to be met with almost a thousand screaming kids laughing, joking, and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Me and Chris wasted no time running to the first ride which really did not have a long wait.
We boarded the Ferris Wheel with excitement all over our faces. "Wow look at that view." I said to Chris who was shoving his face with popcorn. "Yeah, I like it nothing but woods and streams for as far as the eye can see its truly peaceful" he said with a mouthful of popcorn.
"Dude how did you even get popcorn up here, more importantly when did you even grab it this is the first place we stopped" I said elbowing him in the ribs. "I just grabbed it right off the display when we came in." Chris said stuffing more popcorn in his mouth.
"You are ridiculous you know that" I said laughing as the Ferris Wheel came to the end of its cycle. "Where to now" I said glancing in his direction. "Bro I really got to go to the bathroom" I looked at him for a second and rolled my eyes "really man really" I said chuckling "Just go I will be right here."
Minutes went by and there was no sign of Chris I pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, "hello anybody home did you fall in" I said jokingly as I walked further into the bathroom. However, as I got to the last stall he was not there, now panicked I said, "man this is not funny if you're trying to scare me it worked now come out."
I turned to leave the bathroom when I heard the sound of a stall door creaking open behind me. "Chris?" I said turning around slowly. And there as I stood in that barely lit bathroom stood a man in a top hat, grey coat, and skeleton mask staring back at me from the end stall. I screamed as I turned and bolted out of the bathroom into the cool and loud night of the carnival outside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I direct your attention to tonight main event great extravaganza special."
Are the words that filled the night as I sat on my butt still staring at the bathroom, I just practically threw myself out of just to escape the uncertain death that awaited me if I stayed. I turned to face the main stage of the park where the same man that I saw on the other side of the school fence and bathroom was now standing proudly as if he just won an award.
"Ladies and gentlemen thank you for joining me tonight for this special occasion I am Mr. Kline" as he said this his eyes locked with mine and for the first time all night I was scared. "We have a very special guest tonight we want you to put your hands together and give it up for Chris Morison".
My eyes shot up to the blanket Mr. Kline was pulling off the object that I soon realized was a cage holding my friend Chris inside.
I turned away in disgust as I saw my friend's face slashed with tiny cuts and his clothes riddled with blood. "Chris here has been a very bad boy you see he decided to deface our beloved carnival didn't you Chris" Mr. Kline said turning towards the cage.
My heart sunk when I heard Chris's plea for help echo through the night unanswered. "But you weren't alone were you Chris, no, no you had help oh and would you look at that I think I see the culprit right there." Mr. Kline said pointing through the crowd and directly at me.
My heart sunk as everyone's gaze turned and met mine, "I didn't do anything" I screamed turning around to run for the gates. "Get him he must be held accountable." Mr. Kline said still pointing his finger directly at me.
I ran and ran until I finally collapsed hitting the ground hard as I gasped for air. I rolled onto my back and sighed in relief as I realized they were no longer chasing me, my relief was soon over when I realized Chris was still with those freaks and I just knew I had to get to the police.
I forced myself to my feet and began walking until I heard the all too familiar sound of police sirens approaching from behind me. I spun around panting for air as I told the sheriff everything that happened.
The police arrived where I said it was but there was no carnival when they arrived just another empty lot with no signs of life. I got home well past 11:30 that night and of course my grandma had already heard but I do not believe she actually believed me.
The sheriff's department and neighboring police departments searched for Chris for days, but no clues were ever found on his where abouts, or where he could have gone. They called off the search for him about 2 years later when they found his shoes and his bag in a dumpster outside of town where according to their police department a similar kid under similar circumstances went missing as well.
I spent the next few years searching the web for Mr. Kline's Scare Fest of course I never found anything but an old blog from 1922 with a newspaper clipping reading,
"Man dies after a tip led police to Mr. Kline's Scare Fest Sunday afternoon alleging the man behind 22 kidnappings in 5 county's was held up there, a shootout with police soon began after they arrived, and Mr. Kline was shot dead on scene."
It has been 15 years and I still see his face in my dreams those hollow eyes no soul shakes me to the core even thinking about it. I still miss you Chris and hope you come home one day but I know deep down you're gone forever stay safe my friend.
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Although 15 years ago on a cool October night that sweet feeling was quickly turned bitter, as that was the day I met him for the first time.
Halloween has always been my favorite time of the year, candy, trick or treating, more candy!! it's like a kids dream. It's funny how quickly dreams can turn into nightmares in a blink of an eye. It was 10th period and as always, I was counting down the final minutes to the last bell of the school day.
Gym had always been my least favorite subject in school which is why I am glad I always had it the last period of the day. I was drawing in my notepad while sitting on the bleachers when my friend Chirs bumped into me, "Hey man did you see how all those kids have been going missing in the next town over do you think our parents will let us go out this year" I looked up from my notebook and placed my gaze on to his.
"I don't know man where did you even hear that anyway it sounds made up" I said shaking my head going back to my drawing. "No man I heard some parents talking about it with the sheriff at town hall" I raised my head up again "Town hall what were you doing at town hall" He went to answer me when I placed my hand up to dismiss whatever he was about to say.
"Hey Chris, who is that over there" Chris turns away from me to set his attention on to the weird guy wearing a top hat and grey coat that was now just standing outside the school fence. "I don't know man why are you asking me" He replied "Because he" I stopped dead with my sentence as the man was now gone.
Me and Chris looked at each other and shivered as the school bell rang signaling the end of the school day. It was now Saturday and like every Saturday morning I was up bright and early, watching tv and eating my grandma's bacon and eggs that she took so much pride in making for me.
I was mid bite of a strip of bacon when the phone began to ring. "Honey, can you get that" my grandma said from the kitchen, "sure grandma" I said back mouth full of bacon. "Jackson residence" I said into the phone with a muffled tone. "James first of all stop talking with your mouth full and" "Oh hey Chris I began to say cutting him off" Chris sighed for a second "Are you done cutting me off" he said laughing.
"yes, I'm done" I said back now with a much better sounding tone as I had finally swallowed the piece of bacon I was chewing on moments before. "Ok and second have you checked your bag" "my bag, no?" I replied sounding confused. "Put the phone down and check it then come back and tell me what you found" Chris said now sounding anxious. "Ok hold on" I replied setting the phone down on the stand to go open my school bag.
I unzipped my bag and sorted through all the folders and books I had just tossed around in there before coming across something I did not recognize, it was a flyer but not just any flyer this flyer was an advertisement flyer.
I held the piece of paper in my hands for a few moments before reading it to myself, "Come one, Come all, Come and have a night you will never forget at Mr. Kline's Scare Fest. A one night only free scary experience for you and all your friends. And the best part is free admission."
I laughed out loud cursing myself for being such an idiot, I jogged back into the kitchen picking up the phone and placing it to my ear "Nice try Chris very funny you will have to try harder than that if you want to scare me."
There was a pause before I heard Chris's voice on the other line, "bro I did not put that in your bag I got one too why would I prank myself just to get you to believe it was real." For some reason the sound of his voice made me believe him. "You got a point alright so what do you think should we go?"
He paused again before responding, "the heck with it let's go what else is there to do right" "right see you tonight 8 o clock" I replied hanging up the phone. "Grandma!!" I yelled from the kitchen "can I go to a carnival tonight at 8 with Chris".
She looked at me as she strolled on into the kitchen hands on her hips "and who else is going to this said carnival" I thought carefully about my response "His dad will be there so it will be okay grandma" I said lying through my teeth.
"Well as long as there will be an adult with you guy's I don't see a problem with it" my eyes lit up with joy as she said this "thank you grandma you're the best". I said hugging her while pushing past her to the stairs to go get ready "You are welcome be home by 11:30 please no later" "Yes grandma" I yelled back from the top of the stairs.
7:30 came and I found myself sneaking out the backdoor with my cruiser bicycle, as I pedaled into the night towards Chris's house cool air beating down on my face, I could not help but feel so guilty that I lied to my grandma.
I arrived at Chris's house by 7:45 and he was already outside with his bike ready to go as I cruised up to the front of his house. "You ready" I said with a smile on my face "oh yeah it's going to be an awesome night" he replied back sounding more excited than me if that was even possible at this point.
As we got closer, we could see the lights and hear the music of the carnival. Me and Chris looked at each other and smiled as a rush of excitement filled our bodies. We approached the front gates where a man in a beat up looking striped shirt and baggy pants greeted us with a smile.
"Hello" he said with a smile "Hello" we both said in unison our excitement being replaced with a feeling of being a little creeped out. "Please, please, enter right this way we are so thrilled you have come to see us on this oh so special evening." the weirdly dressed carney said motioning us forward.
We proceeded through the gates to be met with almost a thousand screaming kids laughing, joking, and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Me and Chris wasted no time running to the first ride which really did not have a long wait.
We boarded the Ferris Wheel with excitement all over our faces. "Wow look at that view." I said to Chris who was shoving his face with popcorn. "Yeah, I like it nothing but woods and streams for as far as the eye can see its truly peaceful" he said with a mouthful of popcorn.
"Dude how did you even get popcorn up here, more importantly when did you even grab it this is the first place we stopped" I said elbowing him in the ribs. "I just grabbed it right off the display when we came in." Chris said stuffing more popcorn in his mouth.
"You are ridiculous you know that" I said laughing as the Ferris Wheel came to the end of its cycle. "Where to now" I said glancing in his direction. "Bro I really got to go to the bathroom" I looked at him for a second and rolled my eyes "really man really" I said chuckling "Just go I will be right here."
Minutes went by and there was no sign of Chris I pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, "hello anybody home did you fall in" I said jokingly as I walked further into the bathroom. However, as I got to the last stall he was not there, now panicked I said, "man this is not funny if you're trying to scare me it worked now come out."
I turned to leave the bathroom when I heard the sound of a stall door creaking open behind me. "Chris?" I said turning around slowly. And there as I stood in that barely lit bathroom stood a man in a top hat, grey coat, and skeleton mask staring back at me from the end stall. I screamed as I turned and bolted out of the bathroom into the cool and loud night of the carnival outside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I direct your attention to tonight main event great extravaganza special."
Are the words that filled the night as I sat on my butt still staring at the bathroom, I just practically threw myself out of just to escape the uncertain death that awaited me if I stayed. I turned to face the main stage of the park where the same man that I saw on the other side of the school fence and bathroom was now standing proudly as if he just won an award.
"Ladies and gentlemen thank you for joining me tonight for this special occasion I am Mr. Kline" as he said this his eyes locked with mine and for the first time all night I was scared. "We have a very special guest tonight we want you to put your hands together and give it up for Chris Morison".
My eyes shot up to the blanket Mr. Kline was pulling off the object that I soon realized was a cage holding my friend Chris inside.
I turned away in disgust as I saw my friend's face slashed with tiny cuts and his clothes riddled with blood. "Chris here has been a very bad boy you see he decided to deface our beloved carnival didn't you Chris" Mr. Kline said turning towards the cage.
My heart sunk when I heard Chris's plea for help echo through the night unanswered. "But you weren't alone were you Chris, no, no you had help oh and would you look at that I think I see the culprit right there." Mr. Kline said pointing through the crowd and directly at me.
My heart sunk as everyone's gaze turned and met mine, "I didn't do anything" I screamed turning around to run for the gates. "Get him he must be held accountable." Mr. Kline said still pointing his finger directly at me.
I ran and ran until I finally collapsed hitting the ground hard as I gasped for air. I rolled onto my back and sighed in relief as I realized they were no longer chasing me, my relief was soon over when I realized Chris was still with those freaks and I just knew I had to get to the police.
I forced myself to my feet and began walking until I heard the all too familiar sound of police sirens approaching from behind me. I spun around panting for air as I told the sheriff everything that happened.
The police arrived where I said it was but there was no carnival when they arrived just another empty lot with no signs of life. I got home well past 11:30 that night and of course my grandma had already heard but I do not believe she actually believed me.
The sheriff's department and neighboring police departments searched for Chris for days, but no clues were ever found on his where abouts, or where he could have gone. They called off the search for him about 2 years later when they found his shoes and his bag in a dumpster outside of town where according to their police department a similar kid under similar circumstances went missing as well.
I spent the next few years searching the web for Mr. Kline's Scare Fest of course I never found anything but an old blog from 1922 with a newspaper clipping reading,
"Man dies after a tip led police to Mr. Kline's Scare Fest Sunday afternoon alleging the man behind 22 kidnappings in 5 county's was held up there, a shootout with police soon began after they arrived, and Mr. Kline was shot dead on scene."
It has been 15 years and I still see his face in my dreams those hollow eyes no soul shakes me to the core even thinking about it. I still miss you Chris and hope you come home one day but I know deep down you're gone forever stay safe my friend.
2024.05.01 00:47 UhJustNoBro Carnival Of Screams.
I am often reminded of the sweet smell of cotton candy, and children laughter filling the air on a crisp cool autumn night when that special day in October approaches yet again like it does every year.
Although 15 years ago on a cool October night that sweet feeling was quickly turned bitter, as that was the day I met him for the first time.
Halloween has always been my favorite time of the year, candy, trick or treating, more candy!! it's like a kids dream. It's funny how quickly dreams can turn into nightmares in a blink of an eye. It was 10th period and as always, I was counting down the final minutes to the last bell of the school day.
Gym had always been my least favorite subject in school which is why I am glad I always had it the last period of the day. I was drawing in my notepad while sitting on the bleachers when my friend Chirs bumped into me, "Hey man did you see how all those kids have been going missing in the next town over do you think our parents will let us go out this year" I looked up from my notebook and placed my gaze on to his.
"I don't know man where did you even hear that anyway it sounds made up" I said shaking my head going back to my drawing. "No man I heard some parents talking about it with the sheriff at town hall" I raised my head up again "Town hall what were you doing at town hall" He went to answer me when I placed my hand up to dismiss whatever he was about to say.
"Hey Chris, who is that over there" Chris turns away from me to set his attention on to the weird guy wearing a top hat and grey coat that was now just standing outside the school fence. "I don't know man why are you asking me" He replied "Because he" I stopped dead with my sentence as the man was now gone.
Me and Chris looked at each other and shivered as the school bell rang signaling the end of the school day. It was now Saturday and like every Saturday morning I was up bright and early, watching tv and eating my grandma's bacon and eggs that she took so much pride in making for me.
I was mid bite of a strip of bacon when the phone began to ring. "Honey, can you get that" my grandma said from the kitchen, "sure grandma" I said back mouth full of bacon. "Jackson residence" I said into the phone with a muffled tone. "James first of all stop talking with your mouth full and" "Oh hey Chris I began to say cutting him off" Chris sighed for a second "Are you done cutting me off" he said laughing.
"yes, I'm done" I said back now with a much better sounding tone as I had finally swallowed the piece of bacon I was chewing on moments before. "Ok and second have you checked your bag" "my bag, no?" I replied sounding confused. "Put the phone down and check it then come back and tell me what you found" Chris said now sounding anxious. "Ok hold on" I replied setting the phone down on the stand to go open my school bag.
I unzipped my bag and sorted through all the folders and books I had just tossed around in there before coming across something I did not recognize, it was a flyer but not just any flyer this flyer was an advertisement flyer.
I held the piece of paper in my hands for a few moments before reading it to myself, "Come one, Come all, Come and have a night you will never forget at Mr. Kline's Scare Fest. A one night only free scary experience for you and all your friends. And the best part is free admission."
I laughed out loud cursing myself for being such an idiot, I jogged back into the kitchen picking up the phone and placing it to my ear "Nice try Chris very funny you will have to try harder than that if you want to scare me."
There was a pause before I heard Chris's voice on the other line, "bro I did not put that in your bag I got one too why would I prank myself just to get you to believe it was real." For some reason the sound of his voice made me believe him. "You got a point alright so what do you think should we go?"
He paused again before responding, "the heck with it let's go what else is there to do right" "right see you tonight 8 o clock" I replied hanging up the phone. "Grandma!!" I yelled from the kitchen "can I go to a carnival tonight at 8 with Chris".
She looked at me as she strolled on into the kitchen hands on her hips "and who else is going to this said carnival" I thought carefully about my response "His dad will be there so it will be okay grandma" I said lying through my teeth.
"Well as long as there will be an adult with you guy's I don't see a problem with it" my eyes lit up with joy as she said this "thank you grandma you're the best". I said hugging her while pushing past her to the stairs to go get ready "You are welcome be home by 11:30 please no later" "Yes grandma" I yelled back from the top of the stairs.
7:30 came and I found myself sneaking out the backdoor with my cruiser bicycle, as I pedaled into the night towards Chris's house cool air beating down on my face, I could not help but feel so guilty that I lied to my grandma.
I arrived at Chris's house by 7:45 and he was already outside with his bike ready to go as I cruised up to the front of his house. "You ready" I said with a smile on my face "oh yeah it's going to be an awesome night" he replied back sounding more excited than me if that was even possible at this point.
As we got closer, we could see the lights and hear the music of the carnival. Me and Chris looked at each other and smiled as a rush of excitement filled our bodies. We approached the front gates where a man in a beat up looking striped shirt and baggy pants greeted us with a smile.
"Hello" he said with a smile "Hello" we both said in unison our excitement being replaced with a feeling of being a little creeped out. "Please, please, enter right this way we are so thrilled you have come to see us on this oh so special evening." the weirdly dressed carney said motioning us forward.
We proceeded through the gates to be met with almost a thousand screaming kids laughing, joking, and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Me and Chris wasted no time running to the first ride which really did not have a long wait.
We boarded the Ferris Wheel with excitement all over our faces. "Wow look at that view." I said to Chris who was shoving his face with popcorn. "Yeah, I like it nothing but woods and streams for as far as the eye can see its truly peaceful" he said with a mouthful of popcorn.
"Dude how did you even get popcorn up here, more importantly when did you even grab it this is the first place we stopped" I said elbowing him in the ribs. "I just grabbed it right off the display when we came in." Chris said stuffing more popcorn in his mouth.
"You are ridiculous you know that" I said laughing as the Ferris Wheel came to the end of its cycle. "Where to now" I said glancing in his direction. "Bro I really got to go to the bathroom" I looked at him for a second and rolled my eyes "really man really" I said chuckling "Just go I will be right here."
Minutes went by and there was no sign of Chris I pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, "hello anybody home did you fall in" I said jokingly as I walked further into the bathroom. However, as I got to the last stall he was not there, now panicked I said, "man this is not funny if you're trying to scare me it worked now come out."
I turned to leave the bathroom when I heard the sound of a stall door creaking open behind me. "Chris?" I said turning around slowly. And there as I stood in that barely lit bathroom stood a man in a top hat, grey coat, and skeleton mask staring back at me from the end stall. I screamed as I turned and bolted out of the bathroom into the cool and loud night of the carnival outside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I direct your attention to tonight main event great extravaganza special."
Are the words that filled the night as I sat on my butt still staring at the bathroom, I just practically threw myself out of just to escape the uncertain death that awaited me if I stayed. I turned to face the main stage of the park where the same man that I saw on the other side of the school fence and bathroom was now standing proudly as if he just won an award.
"Ladies and gentlemen thank you for joining me tonight for this special occasion I am Mr. Kline" as he said this his eyes locked with mine and for the first time all night I was scared. "We have a very special guest tonight we want you to put your hands together and give it up for Chris Morison".
My eyes shot up to the blanket Mr. Kline was pulling off the object that I soon realized was a cage holding my friend Chris inside.
I turned away in disgust as I saw my friend's face slashed with tiny cuts and his clothes riddled with blood. "Chris here has been a very bad boy you see he decided to deface our beloved carnival didn't you Chris" Mr. Kline said turning towards the cage.
My heart sunk when I heard Chris's plea for help echo through the night unanswered. "But you weren't alone were you Chris, no, no you had help oh and would you look at that I think I see the culprit right there." Mr. Kline said pointing through the crowd and directly at me.
My heart sunk as everyone's gaze turned and met mine, "I didn't do anything" I screamed turning around to run for the gates. "Get him he must be held accountable." Mr. Kline said still pointing his finger directly at me.
I ran and ran until I finally collapsed hitting the ground hard as I gasped for air. I rolled onto my back and sighed in relief as I realized they were no longer chasing me, my relief was soon over when I realized Chris was still with those freaks and I just knew I had to get to the police.
I forced myself to my feet and began walking until I heard the all too familiar sound of police sirens approaching from behind me. I spun around panting for air as I told the sheriff everything that happened.
The police arrived where I said it was but there was no carnival when they arrived just another empty lot with no signs of life. I got home well past 11:30 that night and of course my grandma had already heard but I do not believe she actually believed me.
The sheriff's department and neighboring police departments searched for Chris for days, but no clues were ever found on his where abouts, or where he could have gone. They called off the search for him about 2 years later when they found his shoes and his bag in a dumpster outside of town where according to their police department a similar kid under similar circumstances went missing as well.
I spent the next few years searching the web for Mr. Kline's Scare Fest of course I never found anything but an old blog from 1922 with a newspaper clipping reading,
"Man dies after a tip led police to Mr. Kline's Scare Fest Sunday afternoon alleging the man behind 22 kidnappings in 5 county's was held up there, a shootout with police soon began after they arrived, and Mr. Kline was shot dead on scene."
It has been 15 years and I still see his face in my dreams those hollow eyes no soul shakes me to the core even thinking about it. I still miss you Chris and hope you come home one day but I know deep down you're gone forever stay safe my friend.
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Although 15 years ago on a cool October night that sweet feeling was quickly turned bitter, as that was the day I met him for the first time.
Halloween has always been my favorite time of the year, candy, trick or treating, more candy!! it's like a kids dream. It's funny how quickly dreams can turn into nightmares in a blink of an eye. It was 10th period and as always, I was counting down the final minutes to the last bell of the school day.
Gym had always been my least favorite subject in school which is why I am glad I always had it the last period of the day. I was drawing in my notepad while sitting on the bleachers when my friend Chirs bumped into me, "Hey man did you see how all those kids have been going missing in the next town over do you think our parents will let us go out this year" I looked up from my notebook and placed my gaze on to his.
"I don't know man where did you even hear that anyway it sounds made up" I said shaking my head going back to my drawing. "No man I heard some parents talking about it with the sheriff at town hall" I raised my head up again "Town hall what were you doing at town hall" He went to answer me when I placed my hand up to dismiss whatever he was about to say.
"Hey Chris, who is that over there" Chris turns away from me to set his attention on to the weird guy wearing a top hat and grey coat that was now just standing outside the school fence. "I don't know man why are you asking me" He replied "Because he" I stopped dead with my sentence as the man was now gone.
Me and Chris looked at each other and shivered as the school bell rang signaling the end of the school day. It was now Saturday and like every Saturday morning I was up bright and early, watching tv and eating my grandma's bacon and eggs that she took so much pride in making for me.
I was mid bite of a strip of bacon when the phone began to ring. "Honey, can you get that" my grandma said from the kitchen, "sure grandma" I said back mouth full of bacon. "Jackson residence" I said into the phone with a muffled tone. "James first of all stop talking with your mouth full and" "Oh hey Chris I began to say cutting him off" Chris sighed for a second "Are you done cutting me off" he said laughing.
"yes, I'm done" I said back now with a much better sounding tone as I had finally swallowed the piece of bacon I was chewing on moments before. "Ok and second have you checked your bag" "my bag, no?" I replied sounding confused. "Put the phone down and check it then come back and tell me what you found" Chris said now sounding anxious. "Ok hold on" I replied setting the phone down on the stand to go open my school bag.
I unzipped my bag and sorted through all the folders and books I had just tossed around in there before coming across something I did not recognize, it was a flyer but not just any flyer this flyer was an advertisement flyer.
I held the piece of paper in my hands for a few moments before reading it to myself, "Come one, Come all, Come and have a night you will never forget at Mr. Kline's Scare Fest. A one night only free scary experience for you and all your friends. And the best part is free admission."
I laughed out loud cursing myself for being such an idiot, I jogged back into the kitchen picking up the phone and placing it to my ear "Nice try Chris very funny you will have to try harder than that if you want to scare me."
There was a pause before I heard Chris's voice on the other line, "bro I did not put that in your bag I got one too why would I prank myself just to get you to believe it was real." For some reason the sound of his voice made me believe him. "You got a point alright so what do you think should we go?"
He paused again before responding, "the heck with it let's go what else is there to do right" "right see you tonight 8 o clock" I replied hanging up the phone. "Grandma!!" I yelled from the kitchen "can I go to a carnival tonight at 8 with Chris".
She looked at me as she strolled on into the kitchen hands on her hips "and who else is going to this said carnival" I thought carefully about my response "His dad will be there so it will be okay grandma" I said lying through my teeth.
"Well as long as there will be an adult with you guy's I don't see a problem with it" my eyes lit up with joy as she said this "thank you grandma you're the best". I said hugging her while pushing past her to the stairs to go get ready "You are welcome be home by 11:30 please no later" "Yes grandma" I yelled back from the top of the stairs.
7:30 came and I found myself sneaking out the backdoor with my cruiser bicycle, as I pedaled into the night towards Chris's house cool air beating down on my face, I could not help but feel so guilty that I lied to my grandma.
I arrived at Chris's house by 7:45 and he was already outside with his bike ready to go as I cruised up to the front of his house. "You ready" I said with a smile on my face "oh yeah it's going to be an awesome night" he replied back sounding more excited than me if that was even possible at this point.
As we got closer, we could see the lights and hear the music of the carnival. Me and Chris looked at each other and smiled as a rush of excitement filled our bodies. We approached the front gates where a man in a beat up looking striped shirt and baggy pants greeted us with a smile.
"Hello" he said with a smile "Hello" we both said in unison our excitement being replaced with a feeling of being a little creeped out. "Please, please, enter right this way we are so thrilled you have come to see us on this oh so special evening." the weirdly dressed carney said motioning us forward.
We proceeded through the gates to be met with almost a thousand screaming kids laughing, joking, and running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Me and Chris wasted no time running to the first ride which really did not have a long wait.
We boarded the Ferris Wheel with excitement all over our faces. "Wow look at that view." I said to Chris who was shoving his face with popcorn. "Yeah, I like it nothing but woods and streams for as far as the eye can see its truly peaceful" he said with a mouthful of popcorn.
"Dude how did you even get popcorn up here, more importantly when did you even grab it this is the first place we stopped" I said elbowing him in the ribs. "I just grabbed it right off the display when we came in." Chris said stuffing more popcorn in his mouth.
"You are ridiculous you know that" I said laughing as the Ferris Wheel came to the end of its cycle. "Where to now" I said glancing in his direction. "Bro I really got to go to the bathroom" I looked at him for a second and rolled my eyes "really man really" I said chuckling "Just go I will be right here."
Minutes went by and there was no sign of Chris I pushed open the bathroom door and walked in, "hello anybody home did you fall in" I said jokingly as I walked further into the bathroom. However, as I got to the last stall he was not there, now panicked I said, "man this is not funny if you're trying to scare me it worked now come out."
I turned to leave the bathroom when I heard the sound of a stall door creaking open behind me. "Chris?" I said turning around slowly. And there as I stood in that barely lit bathroom stood a man in a top hat, grey coat, and skeleton mask staring back at me from the end stall. I screamed as I turned and bolted out of the bathroom into the cool and loud night of the carnival outside.
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I direct your attention to tonight main event great extravaganza special."
Are the words that filled the night as I sat on my butt still staring at the bathroom, I just practically threw myself out of just to escape the uncertain death that awaited me if I stayed. I turned to face the main stage of the park where the same man that I saw on the other side of the school fence and bathroom was now standing proudly as if he just won an award.
"Ladies and gentlemen thank you for joining me tonight for this special occasion I am Mr. Kline" as he said this his eyes locked with mine and for the first time all night I was scared. "We have a very special guest tonight we want you to put your hands together and give it up for Chris Morison".
My eyes shot up to the blanket Mr. Kline was pulling off the object that I soon realized was a cage holding my friend Chris inside.
I turned away in disgust as I saw my friend's face slashed with tiny cuts and his clothes riddled with blood. "Chris here has been a very bad boy you see he decided to deface our beloved carnival didn't you Chris" Mr. Kline said turning towards the cage.
My heart sunk when I heard Chris's plea for help echo through the night unanswered. "But you weren't alone were you Chris, no, no you had help oh and would you look at that I think I see the culprit right there." Mr. Kline said pointing through the crowd and directly at me.
My heart sunk as everyone's gaze turned and met mine, "I didn't do anything" I screamed turning around to run for the gates. "Get him he must be held accountable." Mr. Kline said still pointing his finger directly at me.
I ran and ran until I finally collapsed hitting the ground hard as I gasped for air. I rolled onto my back and sighed in relief as I realized they were no longer chasing me, my relief was soon over when I realized Chris was still with those freaks and I just knew I had to get to the police.
I forced myself to my feet and began walking until I heard the all too familiar sound of police sirens approaching from behind me. I spun around panting for air as I told the sheriff everything that happened.
The police arrived where I said it was but there was no carnival when they arrived just another empty lot with no signs of life. I got home well past 11:30 that night and of course my grandma had already heard but I do not believe she actually believed me.
The sheriff's department and neighboring police departments searched for Chris for days, but no clues were ever found on his where abouts, or where he could have gone. They called off the search for him about 2 years later when they found his shoes and his bag in a dumpster outside of town where according to their police department a similar kid under similar circumstances went missing as well.
I spent the next few years searching the web for Mr. Kline's Scare Fest of course I never found anything but an old blog from 1922 with a newspaper clipping reading,
"Man dies after a tip led police to Mr. Kline's Scare Fest Sunday afternoon alleging the man behind 22 kidnappings in 5 county's was held up there, a shootout with police soon began after they arrived, and Mr. Kline was shot dead on scene."
It has been 15 years and I still see his face in my dreams those hollow eyes no soul shakes me to the core even thinking about it. I still miss you Chris and hope you come home one day but I know deep down you're gone forever stay safe my friend.
2024.05.01 00:36 JustAly07 My friend keeps criticizing me.
I have a friend, who keeps criticizing me. It all started when we went prom dress shopping together. Her mom went with her, mine went with me. Anyways, I tried on a few dresses. I found this dress thatās black, and has a very simple design. However I liked the way I looked wearing it and it made me more confident. My friend and her mom both said āoooohā when they saw me wear it. Taking that as a good sign obviously, I bought it thinking I wasnāt the only person who thought that dress was made for me and that I looked good. I went to school the following day, where our mutual friend had to ābreak the newsā to me that our friend thought my dress was unflattering. I asked Olivia (my best friend I went shopping with) how it was unflattering. I was just curious, as you would be. She couldnāt give me a definitive answer to my question saying āit just isnātā. She said it looked like I was going to a funeral. She also said it made me look too old, that I needed a dress that was more for our age. She has a crush on another mutual friend Mike. Mike and I go way back before we Olivia and I met each other. We met each other in middle school, but ended up going to different high schools for a while til he joined ours 2 months ago. Heās a great person. He was giving me advice on dating, from a guys perspective ofc. He wasnāt paying attention to Olivia even though she was next to him at the lunch table. It was only us two talking. We were talking about how my ex in a long distance relationship started to prioritize football over me. I get you can love a sport, but there needs to be a balance there. Anyways Mike told me that any guy worth my time would never prioritize a sport over me. He would always be there. That is pretty good advice, if you ask me haha. Olivia chimes in out of the blue and says āWell, if he wanted to play football instead of talk to me (she used my name), isnāt that more telling on [my names] part. She told me my ex not making our relationship a priority was my fault, that I wasnāt good enough, basically. Mike stood up for me, told her that was disrespectful. She didnāt apologize. Mike knows about Oliviaās feelings towards him, and blocked her after telling her he was uncomfortable with her advances. He has told her heās not into her like that. She keeps having this idea in her head that he likes herā¦ after telling her explicitly he ONLY likes her as a friend. I donāt know what to think of this. Thoughts? What should I do? How should I move forward?
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2024.05.01 00:34 SternOak78 Was I The Second Option/Rebound for My Girlfriend?
Me (21M) and my now ex-girlfriend (19F) recently broke up, and this feeling of me being her second option was definitely one of the many factors that contributed to it. I am curious to see what people other than my friend's circle think of this situation because I don't know if my expectations are probably just too high or something. Sorry but this is gonna be a long one because I want to provide all the context as to not seem biased by leaving out details. TL;DR at the bottom.
We met at a mutual friend's (let's call him E) Bible study gathering in December of 2022. At first, we didn't really talk to each other but we slowly got to be close and flirty with each other. We eventually went on a date in April of 2023 and confessed our feelings for one another, and we hugged & held hands for the rest of the date. I kind of messed up because as we were about to part ways that night, I tried to kiss her in my car and she backed away. The next morning she sent a long text about how she's not the type of person to rush things physically and I admitted that in most of my dates things would escalate pretty quickly and I got used to that. She accepted my apology.
The next day I flew out to Europe for a 2 week long trip with my family and we texted a few times daily, giving each other updates on our lives and sending cute selfies or nice scenery. I did upset her again however during that time away because she overheard my mom over the phone teasing me by saying her name; she was upset because she felt that I was already rushing to tell my parents that I have a girlfriend when we weren't even at that stage yet. I definitely didn't do that; the only reason my mom knew her name and her romantic involvement with me was because my brother overheard one of our other calls while I was in the bathroom and started teasing me as well. I apologized for both of these incidents and she said she forgave me but I don't think she truly did; keep this in mind for the rest of the story.
I come back late night from Europe and she facetimes me the next morning saying how she's not sure if we should be talking anymore. I was devastated because she really seemed like a trustworthy, morally sound Christian woman (which is rare these days in the dating scene). I asked if we could meet up and talk about it, and she told me to come over to her place. The talk went great because she told me that she just didn't know me very much and just said what she said over the phone was a defense mechanism due to her trauma of being used by other guys (remember this for later). We went on a date to the mall and it went very well, we had a lot of fun. From then on, I hung out at her place a bunch over the next two weeks (nothing sexual though, I did respect her physical boundaries) because after that period she was going back to her hometown for the summer to grind out the good-paying job she had there and then come back. This was already planned before I even met her. In the last couple days before she left, we escalated to sensually making out, so I took it as a good sign of her attraction toward me. Definitely a good thing to have before going long distance for 3 months.
3 weeks into long distance I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she happily obliged. She even showed me screenshots announcing it to her friends and family. Things were going swell until she opened up to me about something a month and a half later that truly hurt me: she admitted to one of my close friends (let's call him J) that she liked him while I was away in Europe. I felt so betrayed because I thought I was the only guy she had feelings for when we went on our first date. I felt like a rebound because J turned her down and that's probably the reason she entertained me again when I came back (and why she seemed unsure at first about talking to me anymore from that morning I was back). I told her that it feels like she cheated, and she defended herself by saying that we weren't together yet at the time and it's okay for her to like two people at the same time; her saying this really made my heart sink because I definitely disagree with that. I then asked her to tell me the real reasons about why she was unsure about talking to me anymore after I got back from Europe, and a big reason she stated was because J warned her that I might be using her for her body. He definitely based this false assumption on the phase I had in the summer of 2022 chasing casual sex online (my suspicion which he did confirm, more on it in the next paragraph). I felt dirty for doing all that which was the whole reason I started going to Eās Bible study in the first place. Anyways, she felt that stacked with the two things I did that made her upset previously (things I didn't mean to do) and led to her feeling more comfortable talking to J in comparison. But she was adamant that they didn't have flirty conversations, just friendly ones, which I believe because J was already talking to another girl and his type is way different from hers.
Obviously I had to confront J after this to get his side of the story. E also happened to be in the room with us. J did admit that he spoke bad about me because he really disliked what I was doing during that 2022 summer. I was upset because I considered him a best friend and I thought he would back me up and wingman me, but in response he told me about how he was also concerned for my ex because she opened up to him as well about her trauma of being used, so he just saw it as looking out for her. I was mad at first, but the betrayal I felt from her confessing her feelings to another guy while talking to me overcame that anger so I forgave him. E then chimed in with something even more intriguing. E said that my ex told him at first she was going to confess to J, and he said it was a bad idea, but she did it anyway and it actually caused him to cut her off as a friend because of it. E wanted to tell me all about this earlier, but he saw how infatuated I was with my ex and he didn't want to get in the way of that. He also told others in our friends circle about our situation to get their opinion and all of them agreed that I was a second option for her.
After this whole revelation, my ex gave me space so I could think about whether I wanted to continue our relationship or not. I decided to continue with it because I still felt that someone with her traits was rare; I feel so stupid thinking back to that decision now. From that point on, we had an increased amount of arguments, and honestly my insecurity of feeling like the second option provoked/propagated most of them. Many more things happened that led to us breaking up eventually, but I'm specifically asking if you guys think I was a rebound or not because this was the root to our eventual downfall almost a year after officially getting together. I need clarity, so I will greatly appreciate your input. If you need more information to make your opinion feel free to ask me.
TL;DR: Became insecure and started feeling like the second option because my now ex-girlfriend admitted that she confessed feelings to one of my close friends while we were in the talking stage (after confessing feelings to each other first), but he turned her down. It is one of the main reasons why we eventually broke up. Am I right to think this was messed up or is there really nothing wrong with admitting feelings to someone, second guessing that person, admitting feelings to someone else, getting turned down by that other person, and then going back to the other one? BTW my entire friend's circle thinks she was in the wrong but I need opinions from people with no inherent bias.
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We met at a mutual friend's (let's call him E) Bible study gathering in December of 2022. At first, we didn't really talk to each other but we slowly got to be close and flirty with each other. We eventually went on a date in April of 2023 and confessed our feelings for one another, and we hugged & held hands for the rest of the date. I kind of messed up because as we were about to part ways that night, I tried to kiss her in my car and she backed away. The next morning she sent a long text about how she's not the type of person to rush things physically and I admitted that in most of my dates things would escalate pretty quickly and I got used to that. She accepted my apology.
The next day I flew out to Europe for a 2 week long trip with my family and we texted a few times daily, giving each other updates on our lives and sending cute selfies or nice scenery. I did upset her again however during that time away because she overheard my mom over the phone teasing me by saying her name; she was upset because she felt that I was already rushing to tell my parents that I have a girlfriend when we weren't even at that stage yet. I definitely didn't do that; the only reason my mom knew her name and her romantic involvement with me was because my brother overheard one of our other calls while I was in the bathroom and started teasing me as well. I apologized for both of these incidents and she said she forgave me but I don't think she truly did; keep this in mind for the rest of the story.
I come back late night from Europe and she facetimes me the next morning saying how she's not sure if we should be talking anymore. I was devastated because she really seemed like a trustworthy, morally sound Christian woman (which is rare these days in the dating scene). I asked if we could meet up and talk about it, and she told me to come over to her place. The talk went great because she told me that she just didn't know me very much and just said what she said over the phone was a defense mechanism due to her trauma of being used by other guys (remember this for later). We went on a date to the mall and it went very well, we had a lot of fun. From then on, I hung out at her place a bunch over the next two weeks (nothing sexual though, I did respect her physical boundaries) because after that period she was going back to her hometown for the summer to grind out the good-paying job she had there and then come back. This was already planned before I even met her. In the last couple days before she left, we escalated to sensually making out, so I took it as a good sign of her attraction toward me. Definitely a good thing to have before going long distance for 3 months.
3 weeks into long distance I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she happily obliged. She even showed me screenshots announcing it to her friends and family. Things were going swell until she opened up to me about something a month and a half later that truly hurt me: she admitted to one of my close friends (let's call him J) that she liked him while I was away in Europe. I felt so betrayed because I thought I was the only guy she had feelings for when we went on our first date. I felt like a rebound because J turned her down and that's probably the reason she entertained me again when I came back (and why she seemed unsure at first about talking to me anymore from that morning I was back). I told her that it feels like she cheated, and she defended herself by saying that we weren't together yet at the time and it's okay for her to like two people at the same time; her saying this really made my heart sink because I definitely disagree with that. I then asked her to tell me the real reasons about why she was unsure about talking to me anymore after I got back from Europe, and a big reason she stated was because J warned her that I might be using her for her body. He definitely based this false assumption on the phase I had in the summer of 2022 chasing casual sex online (my suspicion which he did confirm, more on it in the next paragraph). I felt dirty for doing all that which was the whole reason I started going to Eās Bible study in the first place. Anyways, she felt that stacked with the two things I did that made her upset previously (things I didn't mean to do) and led to her feeling more comfortable talking to J in comparison. But she was adamant that they didn't have flirty conversations, just friendly ones, which I believe because J was already talking to another girl and his type is way different from hers.
Obviously I had to confront J after this to get his side of the story. E also happened to be in the room with us. J did admit that he spoke bad about me because he really disliked what I was doing during that 2022 summer. I was upset because I considered him a best friend and I thought he would back me up and wingman me, but in response he told me about how he was also concerned for my ex because she opened up to him as well about her trauma of being used, so he just saw it as looking out for her. I was mad at first, but the betrayal I felt from her confessing her feelings to another guy while talking to me overcame that anger so I forgave him. E then chimed in with something even more intriguing. E said that my ex told him at first she was going to confess to J, and he said it was a bad idea, but she did it anyway and it actually caused him to cut her off as a friend because of it. E wanted to tell me all about this earlier, but he saw how infatuated I was with my ex and he didn't want to get in the way of that. He also told others in our friends circle about our situation to get their opinion and all of them agreed that I was a second option for her.
After this whole revelation, my ex gave me space so I could think about whether I wanted to continue our relationship or not. I decided to continue with it because I still felt that someone with her traits was rare; I feel so stupid thinking back to that decision now. From that point on, we had an increased amount of arguments, and honestly my insecurity of feeling like the second option provoked/propagated most of them. Many more things happened that led to us breaking up eventually, but I'm specifically asking if you guys think I was a rebound or not because this was the root to our eventual downfall almost a year after officially getting together. I need clarity, so I will greatly appreciate your input. If you need more information to make your opinion feel free to ask me.
TL;DR: Became insecure and started feeling like the second option because my now ex-girlfriend admitted that she confessed feelings to one of my close friends while we were in the talking stage (after confessing feelings to each other first), but he turned her down. It is one of the main reasons why we eventually broke up. Am I right to think this was messed up or is there really nothing wrong with admitting feelings to someone, second guessing that person, admitting feelings to someone else, getting turned down by that other person, and then going back to the other one? BTW my entire friend's circle thinks she was in the wrong but I need opinions from people with no inherent bias.
2024.05.01 00:33 honestfeedback2 Why do all Texas Volunteer opportunities feel like unpaid employee jobs, rather than, ya know, volunteering?
Animal shelters, libraries, hospitals, car mechanics, home building...every single place I've looked has an 'application' to volunteer, it has a list of responsibilities, you have to clock in and out, you have a list of responsibilities. What the hell is going on here? Like, if you don't clock in they get pissy. If you leave early they get pissy. If you act like anything other than a subservient employee who is unpaid, you are treated with open hostility. What the actual hell is going on?
In other places I've lived, I could roll into the cat shelter and pet/groom/socialize with the cats. Helping the ones still in cages get more comfortable and social. I've build over 20 homes with Habitat for Humanity, but here in TX they'll ask me to leave the site if I show up without signing up a week ahead and clocking in/out. The car mechanic near me has a volunteer program and they want to keep my SSN on file for 'background checks'. Not use and discard, keep on file. Electronically. By their IT guy who just graduated middle school...
"They have 100s of thousands of dollars of tools they're trying to protect." Ok, That kinda makes sense...except for the part where I have to bet my entire life's work and good decision making on them not losing it, something not even AT&T can do. Like...why is this madness tolerated? Why does it happen? Is there some state law that says you have to report volunteer hours to keep your status as a non-profit? Is there some legal precedent that if a person just shows up to help out they have to be a registered volunteer 'or else'?
I'm making the, perhaps wrong, assumption that there's an actual, logical, reason why volunteers are treated as unpaid employees, but maybe the requirement for having a volunteer opportunity is being of an authoritarian bent and lacking any form of sanity.
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In other places I've lived, I could roll into the cat shelter and pet/groom/socialize with the cats. Helping the ones still in cages get more comfortable and social. I've build over 20 homes with Habitat for Humanity, but here in TX they'll ask me to leave the site if I show up without signing up a week ahead and clocking in/out. The car mechanic near me has a volunteer program and they want to keep my SSN on file for 'background checks'. Not use and discard, keep on file. Electronically. By their IT guy who just graduated middle school...
"They have 100s of thousands of dollars of tools they're trying to protect." Ok, That kinda makes sense...except for the part where I have to bet my entire life's work and good decision making on them not losing it, something not even AT&T can do. Like...why is this madness tolerated? Why does it happen? Is there some state law that says you have to report volunteer hours to keep your status as a non-profit? Is there some legal precedent that if a person just shows up to help out they have to be a registered volunteer 'or else'?
I'm making the, perhaps wrong, assumption that there's an actual, logical, reason why volunteers are treated as unpaid employees, but maybe the requirement for having a volunteer opportunity is being of an authoritarian bent and lacking any form of sanity.
2024.05.01 00:30 WeirdViper Monday Night Raw Month 3 Week 5
Drew Mcintyre vs Dax Harwood vs Trick Williams vs Ricky Starks
Results: All 4 men trying to gain momentum for their team ahead of Wrestlemania, in the end Drew hits Dax with a huge Claymore kick as Trick and Starks are outside the ring and Drew picks up the win
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Finn Balor & Cody Rhodes are seen talking backstage
Cody: I am sure it was just in the heat of the moment, yeah it was a little cheap but come on we have all done things like that
Balor: Just watch yourself tonight Cody, don't let him catch you like that
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Karrion Kross vs Gunther
Results: These 2 have a hard hitting match, both men giving everything they got, just as it looks like Kross may be closing in on a win, from the crowd MJF runs in attacking Kross, clearly revenge for being put through a table last week. The ref calls for the bell giving Kross the win by DQ, Gunther angry walks off as Kross & MJF get pulled apart by officials
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Back from commercial we get MJF backstage
MJF: OK you big musclehead lunatic, I am not playing nice anymore, and not going to spend my time on any smart lines that these stupid fans will clap and cheer for without understanding a damn thing. Kross... me and you Wrestlemania!
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Paul Heyman is shown in the parking lot looking stressed out, as a large black SUV rolls up, Heyman looks nervous but once the doors open his face turns relieved as outsteps Roman Reigns, The Usos, & The Rock.
Roman stares at Paul
Roman: You talk to Aldis?
Heyman nods and holds up what looks to be 3 black leather folders as the 4 Bloodline men and Heyman head inside
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Sheamus vs Cash Wheeler vs Ricochet vs Alexander Hammerstone
Results: Much like the first Fatal Fourway, this match sees all 4 men trying to get momentum ahead of Wrestlemania. Sheamus and Hammerstone end up taking eachother out of the equation as they brawl up the ramp to the back. In the ring Ricochet hits a huge 630 on Cash to pick up the win
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Finn Balor, AJ Styles & Cody Rhodes are all shown backstage
AJ: It was in the moment, I was trying to win a match, don't take it personal
Cody: Guys relax, it is not that serious lets just move on
Balor: Alright fine, I will let it go, but I am going to go out and do commentary for your match just to... watch
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Cody Rhodes vs AJ Styles
Results: These 2 start with a handshake before having a very straight forward honest match, after Cody whips AJ into the corner hard, the turnbuckle pad falls off behind him. Moments later AJ is about to whip Cody into that now exposed corner when Balor stands up, AJ hesitates which allows Cody to move around and catch AJ with a Cross Rhodes and pick up the win
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As we come back from break we see Nick Aldis in his office
Aldis: So this is what the 3 of you want? Fine... you got it
The camera pans out showing Cody Rhodes, AJ Styles, and Finn Balor
Aldis: At Wrestlemania it will be AJ Styles vs Cody Rhodes vs Finn Balor in a Triple Threat match
All 3 men look satisfied, each one shaking Aldis' hand before walking out of the office
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Carmelo Hayes is in the ring, his WWE title around his waist
Carmelo Hayes: I ended Roman Reigns historic reign in the most vicious match there is Elimination Chamber and how was I able to do that? Because I am not the future of this business as some have called me, I am the right NOW an--
Hayes is cut off as 'Cult of Personality' hits and CM Punk walks to the ring
CM Punk: Sorry, Melo I really am I mean no disrespect but this is the last Raw before Wrestlemania and I could not just sit back and let you bore these people with some bullcrap lines that belong as a company slogan and are just fake. So let me make this very simple, I came back here, not to make friends, not to be a nice guy, I came here to make money, and that means being THE guy and that means taking that title from you.
Carmelo Hayes: Punk you couldn't take this from me if you were in your prime, but now? you will be lucky if you make it through our match without that arm going pop and infact...
Hayes stops as he gives Punk a cheapshot with the microphone knocking Punk down, by the time Punk gets back up Hayes has slid out of the ring and is walking up the ramp laughing
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Ilja Dragunov vs Swerve Strickland
Results: Days before the Wrestlemania Triple Threat these 2 go one on one and neither are trying to take it easy, after going back and forth for awhile, the crowd at one point chanting 'this is awesome' when both men are down, when suddenly Gunther appears and attacks both men, leveling both men with vicious powerbombs before picking up the Intercontinental Title and holding it high
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We now come to a very important segment as Nick Aldis is in the ring with a table set up, and he introduces The Bloodline, first out comes the newer faces, Solo Sikoa, Jacob Fatu, and the GoD. Then out comes Roman Reigns, The Rock and The Usos. The 2 groups sitting across from each other
Aldis: Gentlemen I know the longer we all are here the more tense this gets so let me make it simple, you all wanted this, but if ANY of you lay a hand on each other here tonight, then ALL of these matches are off.
As Aldis says that, all 8 men do not look happy
Slowly the 3 folders on the table get opened and signed by the needed individuals, and Aldis collects them and leaves the ring
Jey Uso: For those of you unsure of what was just signed, let me make it clear, we just signed the end of the GoD... because at Wrestlemania it will be The Usos vs the GoD in a Bloodline Rules Tag Team Match, and when its all said and done... we going to send you boys back to Japan... YEET!
Tama Tonga: Back to Japan? see that is how we differ, you want to send us to another company and be happy... this match is going to send you boys to the hospital... permanently!
The Rock: Solo... Solo my boy your daddy is a good friend of mine, hell he once ran a man over for me... it is just such a shame that his youngest boy has become such a bitch that he is no more than a lackey for these 3 Jabronis. So at Wrestlemania... Bloodline Rules, Solo Sikoa vs The Rock, boy you are in for the ass kickin of a life time!
Solo does not speak, just stares across at Rock and holds his taped thumb up slowly
Roman Reigns: And that leaves you and I Jacob... The Tribal Chief versus... the convict, the man whose big influence in life came while sitting in a cell...I guess it is fitting, since this Sunday, Wrestlemania, Bloodline Rules, I am going to make you wish you we back in that little cell
Jacob Fatu: Yeah I was locked up that aint news, Roman I am walking into Wrestlemania with one goal, you wanna bring up my time in prison? Fine, this Sunday... I am going to make you my prison bitch!
Fatu throws the microphone at Roman causing all 8 men to stand and overturn the table but they can't touch.
As the 4 younger bloodline are leaving the ring, out of nowhere Solo turns and in one motion nails a Samoan Spike on Paul Heyman laying him out and Solo hops out of the ring as Roman and his side check on Heyman and are clearly furious as they yell for doctors as Raw goes off the air
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Wrestlemania Card
WWE Championship
Carmelo Hayes(c) vs CM Punk
Intercontinental Championship
Swerve Strickland(c) vs Ilja Dragunov vs Gunther
Tag Team Championship - Ladder Match
Hammerstone/Starks(c) vs Mcintyre & Sheamus vs FTR vs Trick Williams & Ricochet
Women's Championship - Cage Match
Rhea Ripley(c) vs Tiffany Stratton vs Toni Storm vs Liv Morgan
Women's Tag Team Championship - Elimination Match
Cora Jade & Roxanne Perez vs Asuka & Giulia vs Vega & Kai vs Kayden & Katana
Becky, Charlotte, & Scarlett vs Skye Blue, Julia Hart, & Karmen Petrovic
Finn Balor vs AJ Styles vs Cody Rhodes
Karrion Kross vs MJF
Bloodline Rules
Roman Reigns vs Jacob Fatu
Bloodline Rules
Usos vs GoD
Bloodline Rules
The Rock vs Solo Sikoa
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Results: All 4 men trying to gain momentum for their team ahead of Wrestlemania, in the end Drew hits Dax with a huge Claymore kick as Trick and Starks are outside the ring and Drew picks up the win
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Finn Balor & Cody Rhodes are seen talking backstage
Cody: I am sure it was just in the heat of the moment, yeah it was a little cheap but come on we have all done things like that
Balor: Just watch yourself tonight Cody, don't let him catch you like that
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Karrion Kross vs Gunther
Results: These 2 have a hard hitting match, both men giving everything they got, just as it looks like Kross may be closing in on a win, from the crowd MJF runs in attacking Kross, clearly revenge for being put through a table last week. The ref calls for the bell giving Kross the win by DQ, Gunther angry walks off as Kross & MJF get pulled apart by officials
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Back from commercial we get MJF backstage
MJF: OK you big musclehead lunatic, I am not playing nice anymore, and not going to spend my time on any smart lines that these stupid fans will clap and cheer for without understanding a damn thing. Kross... me and you Wrestlemania!
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Paul Heyman is shown in the parking lot looking stressed out, as a large black SUV rolls up, Heyman looks nervous but once the doors open his face turns relieved as outsteps Roman Reigns, The Usos, & The Rock.
Roman stares at Paul
Roman: You talk to Aldis?
Heyman nods and holds up what looks to be 3 black leather folders as the 4 Bloodline men and Heyman head inside
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Sheamus vs Cash Wheeler vs Ricochet vs Alexander Hammerstone
Results: Much like the first Fatal Fourway, this match sees all 4 men trying to get momentum ahead of Wrestlemania. Sheamus and Hammerstone end up taking eachother out of the equation as they brawl up the ramp to the back. In the ring Ricochet hits a huge 630 on Cash to pick up the win
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Finn Balor, AJ Styles & Cody Rhodes are all shown backstage
AJ: It was in the moment, I was trying to win a match, don't take it personal
Cody: Guys relax, it is not that serious lets just move on
Balor: Alright fine, I will let it go, but I am going to go out and do commentary for your match just to... watch
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Cody Rhodes vs AJ Styles
Results: These 2 start with a handshake before having a very straight forward honest match, after Cody whips AJ into the corner hard, the turnbuckle pad falls off behind him. Moments later AJ is about to whip Cody into that now exposed corner when Balor stands up, AJ hesitates which allows Cody to move around and catch AJ with a Cross Rhodes and pick up the win
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As we come back from break we see Nick Aldis in his office
Aldis: So this is what the 3 of you want? Fine... you got it
The camera pans out showing Cody Rhodes, AJ Styles, and Finn Balor
Aldis: At Wrestlemania it will be AJ Styles vs Cody Rhodes vs Finn Balor in a Triple Threat match
All 3 men look satisfied, each one shaking Aldis' hand before walking out of the office
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Carmelo Hayes is in the ring, his WWE title around his waist
Carmelo Hayes: I ended Roman Reigns historic reign in the most vicious match there is Elimination Chamber and how was I able to do that? Because I am not the future of this business as some have called me, I am the right NOW an--
Hayes is cut off as 'Cult of Personality' hits and CM Punk walks to the ring
CM Punk: Sorry, Melo I really am I mean no disrespect but this is the last Raw before Wrestlemania and I could not just sit back and let you bore these people with some bullcrap lines that belong as a company slogan and are just fake. So let me make this very simple, I came back here, not to make friends, not to be a nice guy, I came here to make money, and that means being THE guy and that means taking that title from you.
Carmelo Hayes: Punk you couldn't take this from me if you were in your prime, but now? you will be lucky if you make it through our match without that arm going pop and infact...
Hayes stops as he gives Punk a cheapshot with the microphone knocking Punk down, by the time Punk gets back up Hayes has slid out of the ring and is walking up the ramp laughing
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Ilja Dragunov vs Swerve Strickland
Results: Days before the Wrestlemania Triple Threat these 2 go one on one and neither are trying to take it easy, after going back and forth for awhile, the crowd at one point chanting 'this is awesome' when both men are down, when suddenly Gunther appears and attacks both men, leveling both men with vicious powerbombs before picking up the Intercontinental Title and holding it high
__________
We now come to a very important segment as Nick Aldis is in the ring with a table set up, and he introduces The Bloodline, first out comes the newer faces, Solo Sikoa, Jacob Fatu, and the GoD. Then out comes Roman Reigns, The Rock and The Usos. The 2 groups sitting across from each other
Aldis: Gentlemen I know the longer we all are here the more tense this gets so let me make it simple, you all wanted this, but if ANY of you lay a hand on each other here tonight, then ALL of these matches are off.
As Aldis says that, all 8 men do not look happy
Slowly the 3 folders on the table get opened and signed by the needed individuals, and Aldis collects them and leaves the ring
Jey Uso: For those of you unsure of what was just signed, let me make it clear, we just signed the end of the GoD... because at Wrestlemania it will be The Usos vs the GoD in a Bloodline Rules Tag Team Match, and when its all said and done... we going to send you boys back to Japan... YEET!
Tama Tonga: Back to Japan? see that is how we differ, you want to send us to another company and be happy... this match is going to send you boys to the hospital... permanently!
The Rock: Solo... Solo my boy your daddy is a good friend of mine, hell he once ran a man over for me... it is just such a shame that his youngest boy has become such a bitch that he is no more than a lackey for these 3 Jabronis. So at Wrestlemania... Bloodline Rules, Solo Sikoa vs The Rock, boy you are in for the ass kickin of a life time!
Solo does not speak, just stares across at Rock and holds his taped thumb up slowly
Roman Reigns: And that leaves you and I Jacob... The Tribal Chief versus... the convict, the man whose big influence in life came while sitting in a cell...I guess it is fitting, since this Sunday, Wrestlemania, Bloodline Rules, I am going to make you wish you we back in that little cell
Jacob Fatu: Yeah I was locked up that aint news, Roman I am walking into Wrestlemania with one goal, you wanna bring up my time in prison? Fine, this Sunday... I am going to make you my prison bitch!
Fatu throws the microphone at Roman causing all 8 men to stand and overturn the table but they can't touch.
As the 4 younger bloodline are leaving the ring, out of nowhere Solo turns and in one motion nails a Samoan Spike on Paul Heyman laying him out and Solo hops out of the ring as Roman and his side check on Heyman and are clearly furious as they yell for doctors as Raw goes off the air
__________
Wrestlemania Card
WWE Championship
Carmelo Hayes(c) vs CM Punk
Intercontinental Championship
Swerve Strickland(c) vs Ilja Dragunov vs Gunther
Tag Team Championship - Ladder Match
Hammerstone/Starks(c) vs Mcintyre & Sheamus vs FTR vs Trick Williams & Ricochet
Women's Championship - Cage Match
Rhea Ripley(c) vs Tiffany Stratton vs Toni Storm vs Liv Morgan
Women's Tag Team Championship - Elimination Match
Cora Jade & Roxanne Perez vs Asuka & Giulia vs Vega & Kai vs Kayden & Katana
Becky, Charlotte, & Scarlett vs Skye Blue, Julia Hart, & Karmen Petrovic
Finn Balor vs AJ Styles vs Cody Rhodes
Karrion Kross vs MJF
Bloodline Rules
Roman Reigns vs Jacob Fatu
Bloodline Rules
Usos vs GoD
Bloodline Rules
The Rock vs Solo Sikoa
2024.05.01 00:07 Red-Curious The Courage to Be Disliked
This book by Ichiro Kishimi and Fumitake Koga, based on the teachings of Alfred Adler, is probably the best work I've seen on the concept of developing frame from the ground up (although we may not fully get there in this post, as this is more foundational). The entire work is a process of deconstructing our preexisting notions of processing the world and reconstructing it from the standpoint of operating out of your own internal point of origin. Audio book is on Spotify (may require premium) and reads as a dialogue between Victim Vomit Victor and a Professor.
LIFE IS SIMPLE: I remember Rollo commenting, "If marriage is hard work, you're doing something wrong." This book extends that concept to all of life, and he's right. Imagine a 225lb bench. To many people, that's a lot. To others, it's easy. The weight isn't changing. You are, as you get stronger. If you think life is complicated, that's your fault, not life's fault.
The premise of the book focuses on Freudian Etiology (i.e. most modern psychology) v Adlerian Teleology. To explain the difference, let's look at a guy who is in a dead bedroom because he is too scared to initiate with his wife (applying the book to my own personal pre-RP experience).
My post-RP purpose for my past rejection was to build self-confidence. But my pre-RP purpose was to use it as an excuse to stop initiating. In neither situation did the event change. I changed. My purpose changed, and that's what made the difference. Trauma doesn't make our lives complex. We make our lives complex. As you change, you can choose to see the simplicity of life and marriage.
EMOTIONS: Just as the past is merely a tool to further present goals, so are emotions. Consider a mother who regularly shouts at her children.
From there, often-times when we weaponize our emotions, we might achieve the goal of momentary submission followed by "the revenge stage," where people passively aggressively (or even overtly) get back at us for compelling their submission. Socially, this looks like civil rebellion to overthrow a government. Personally, it looks like the mother's children becoming defiant, slitting their wrists, or tanking their grades as ways actually in their control which undermine her desires over them and her own public image. They now get special attention and the mother bends over backwards to address these concerns, making her submissive to them. If you respond to provocation, even if you win you may lose through inciting revenge. Better not to let yourself get worked up in the first place.
In all this, "False Freudian Etiology" tells us that our personality is bestowed upon us by nature or nurture and that we cannot change it; we can only cope and evolve it. Teleology rejects the concept of "personality" altogether and instead uses the word LIFESTYLE. Lifestyle is a choice. Our choices can change, and therefore we can change.
Why don't we change? Because the devil you know is better than the devil you don't. Change is scary. Even if you are unhappy, it's safer to behave the ways that are familiar to you than to choose a new and untested lifestyle and how it will affect our future finances, relationships, etc. Consistency is safe. Secure. People don't change because they prefer some discomfort and unhappiness in life in order to achieve the goal of safety and security from maintaining our current lifestyle choices.
If you are not satisfied with your life, Adler argues it is because "you lack the courage to be happy" (incidentally the title of the sequel book, which I have not yet read). If you can overcome your fear of the unknown of new lifestyles, you can change and develop any lifestyle of your choosing. Notably: lifestyle is defined by how you experience life in the context you create for yourself, not the possessions you have (more on that later).
ALL PROBLEMS ARE INTERPERSONAL RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS
This phrase is at the core of human experience. If no human existed, we would have no context for any mental health struggle (only physically induced ones). Even loneliness would not exist because you wouldn't know what relationships were to miss them. Yet the minute we interact with others, that is when room for problems manifests.
Everybody has an innate drive for superiority. This is caused by a healthy feeling of inferiority - when we know that we are operating at less than our best selves and choose to strive to be better. However, this becomes an inferiority complex when we make the alternative choice: to give up, believing that past failures will only recur. Similarly, a superiority complex evolves when one feels compelled to publicly boast of themselves or shame others, assuming that they will be recognized as superior, and if others see them this way perhaps they can believe it of themselves too.
OBJECTIVES: Adler proposes two core objectives in life: (1) To be self-reliant, and (2) To live in harmony with society. If one can accomplish these objectives, we will find peace and happiness and be free from mental health ailments. They are supported by two psychological statements: (1) "I have the ability/am enough" and (2) "People are my comrades." If we believe these two things, we are capable of accomplishing these objectives, no matter the life circumstances we are born into or what we possess. What matters is not what we are given or now possess, but how we use them to accomplish these objectives. He further breaks these two down into 3 contexts called "Life Tasks," which we have no choice in life but to confront in relational contexts on some level:
This covers about the first 1/3 of the book material. The next 1/3 will delve heavily into the context of why a willingness to be disliked by others is essential to be free/happy in life, as the desire to be liked comes with social comparisons/expectations that are like chains which control our decisions away from what we would otherwise independently desire/process for ourselves.
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The premise of the book focuses on Freudian Etiology (i.e. most modern psychology) v Adlerian Teleology. To explain the difference, let's look at a guy who is in a dead bedroom because he is too scared to initiate with his wife (applying the book to my own personal pre-RP experience).
- Etiology is all about cause and effect. He has been rejected by his wife numerous times. The modern psychologist would say that he has been traumatized by all of that rejection and as a result is now incapable of initiating sex, leading to his dead bedroom. Sure, other things may play in, but let's keep this simple and on him.
- Teleology is all about assigning purpose to our experiences. The man has the goal of not having sex with his wife. Wait, what?!? That's right, as absurd as it sounds. Actually having consistent sex with her breaks his mental framework for understanding the existing marriage dynamic and introduces new risks. If she suddenly began accepting his initiation - or even worse: accepting and rejecting inconsistently in ways he can't predict - that's new and scary territory, whereas living in the dead bedroom is the much preferred devil you know over the devil you don't.
My post-RP purpose for my past rejection was to build self-confidence. But my pre-RP purpose was to use it as an excuse to stop initiating. In neither situation did the event change. I changed. My purpose changed, and that's what made the difference. Trauma doesn't make our lives complex. We make our lives complex. As you change, you can choose to see the simplicity of life and marriage.
- The etiologist would argue: "You have an anger problem. This is probably brought on by something in your past that caused you to be this way, or perhaps even a genetic predisposition. It is part of your personality. But I can teach you coping mechanisms to deal with your anger."
- The teleologist would argue: "You manufactured the emotion of anger to justify your purpose of shouting. You wanted to shout because you have seen that it causes people to submit, which is what you wanted your children to do. You could choose other methods of accomplishing that goal if you believed they were equally effective."
From there, often-times when we weaponize our emotions, we might achieve the goal of momentary submission followed by "the revenge stage," where people passively aggressively (or even overtly) get back at us for compelling their submission. Socially, this looks like civil rebellion to overthrow a government. Personally, it looks like the mother's children becoming defiant, slitting their wrists, or tanking their grades as ways actually in their control which undermine her desires over them and her own public image. They now get special attention and the mother bends over backwards to address these concerns, making her submissive to them. If you respond to provocation, even if you win you may lose through inciting revenge. Better not to let yourself get worked up in the first place.
In all this, "False Freudian Etiology" tells us that our personality is bestowed upon us by nature or nurture and that we cannot change it; we can only cope and evolve it. Teleology rejects the concept of "personality" altogether and instead uses the word LIFESTYLE. Lifestyle is a choice. Our choices can change, and therefore we can change.
Why don't we change? Because the devil you know is better than the devil you don't. Change is scary. Even if you are unhappy, it's safer to behave the ways that are familiar to you than to choose a new and untested lifestyle and how it will affect our future finances, relationships, etc. Consistency is safe. Secure. People don't change because they prefer some discomfort and unhappiness in life in order to achieve the goal of safety and security from maintaining our current lifestyle choices.
If you are not satisfied with your life, Adler argues it is because "you lack the courage to be happy" (incidentally the title of the sequel book, which I have not yet read). If you can overcome your fear of the unknown of new lifestyles, you can change and develop any lifestyle of your choosing. Notably: lifestyle is defined by how you experience life in the context you create for yourself, not the possessions you have (more on that later).
This phrase is at the core of human experience. If no human existed, we would have no context for any mental health struggle (only physically induced ones). Even loneliness would not exist because you wouldn't know what relationships were to miss them. Yet the minute we interact with others, that is when room for problems manifests.
Everybody has an innate drive for superiority. This is caused by a healthy feeling of inferiority - when we know that we are operating at less than our best selves and choose to strive to be better. However, this becomes an inferiority complex when we make the alternative choice: to give up, believing that past failures will only recur. Similarly, a superiority complex evolves when one feels compelled to publicly boast of themselves or shame others, assuming that they will be recognized as superior, and if others see them this way perhaps they can believe it of themselves too.
- Example 1: "I don't like myself." The book references a girl who is embarrassed by her blushing problem. She likes a boy, but is afraid of blushing in front of him, so she never talks to him. She asks the psychologist to solve her blushing problem. He says, "I could, but I won't. Your blushing causes you to find peace in the midst of your dissatisfaction with your present life. If I cure it and nothing changes, you will have no other excuse for your dissatisfaction, lose your peace, and will ask me to give you your fear of blushing back, which I could not do." He suggests the solution is to learn to embrace the outcomes of our desired actions, good or bad, and move on rather than living in fear of them (future) or letting them define us (past) [i.e. another way to say "outcome independence"].
- Example 2: "Women don't like me." Many men think this. The view is not actually a product of past experience. Rather, we use our past experiences as a tool to justify maintaining this attitude to meet our present goal: not pursuing women. Why is that the goal? Because one fears rejection. If you focus on your shortcomings rather than strengths, you can develop a belief that women don't like you, which justifies your lifestyle choice of not talking to them, protecting you from anticipated rejection. The problem is that you're living in the future (anticipation) and the past (pain of prior rejection) rather than the present. In this sense, people find it advantageous to not like themselves or to believe women don't like them, despite the unhappiness it causes them.
- Tasks of Work - Anything sustainable requires other people. Even the job of writing a novel, which seems entirely independent, requires an editor, publisher, marketing team, book stores, etc. in order to make it viable. As such, we are forced into some social context, as it is unfeasible to accomplish without others. These relationships exist only in the context of employment and stop outside the workplace. Even here, the problems are interpersonal. If a man is upset because of his poor performance review, it is not the work that upset him but the condemnation from his superior causing a feeling of inferiority via comparison.
- Tasks of Friendship - These are relationships outside the home and workplace. The number doesn't matter as much as the distance and depth. These are people you choose to value simply because of their existence, independent of whatever else they may contribute to your life.
- Tasks of Love - spouse, family, bf/gf. These are relationships involving bonds of consequence, making them difficult to break, making us more inclined to control rather than sever them. When we attempt to restrict them (i.e. mate-guarding, jealousy), it is a mindset of control, demonstrating that we view them as competitors and not comrades, undermining our ability to experience love in the relationship, leading to conjuring problems in our lives to justify our choices to control them ("I'm not a violent person, I just get so upset because I love you so much and can't bear when I see you being less than the wonderful person I know you can be"). When they behave in ways that hurt us, we must not run away; we must face it, even if we intend to cut it off regardless the outcome, otherwise we solidify a comparison (and resulting sense of inferiority or superiority) in our lives, for which we then make even more poor decisions to cope with it (unless one understands how to unravel it all).
- Example: Wife falls in love with a man. He does a lot of weird things, but she doesn't care/notice and things are great. Months later she's not as happy as she once was. She now wants to leave the relationship. Suddenly the things she did not care about before are reasons why she wants to leave the relationship. He did not change. She did. And these things are her excuses.
2024.05.01 00:07 Red-Curious The Courage to Be Disliked
This book by Ichiro Kishimi and Fumitake Koga, based on the teachings of Alfred Adler, is probably the best work I've seen on the concept of developing frame from the ground up (although we may not fully get there in this post, as this is more foundational). The entire work is a process of deconstructing our preexisting notions of processing the world and reconstructing it from the standpoint of operating out of your own internal point of origin. Audio book is on Spotify (may require premium) and reads as a dialogue between Victim Vomit Victor and a Professor.
LIFE IS SIMPLE: I remember Rollo commenting, "If marriage is hard work, you're doing something wrong." This book extends that concept to all of life, and he's right. Imagine a 225lb bench. To many people, that's a lot. To others, it's easy. The weight isn't changing. You are, as you get stronger. If you think life is complicated, that's your fault, not life's fault.
The premise of the book focuses on Freudian Etiology (i.e. most modern psychology) v Adlerian Teleology. To explain the difference, let's look at a guy who is in a dead bedroom because he is too scared to initiate with his wife (applying the book to my own personal pre-RP experience).
My post-RP purpose for my past rejection was to build self-confidence. But my pre-RP purpose was to use it as an excuse to stop initiating. In neither situation did the event change. I changed. My purpose changed, and that's what made the difference. Trauma doesn't make our lives complex. We make our lives complex. As you change, you can choose to see the simplicity of life and marriage.
EMOTIONS: Just as the past is merely a tool to further present goals, so are emotions. Consider a mother who regularly shouts at her children.
From there, often-times when we weaponize our emotions, we might achieve the goal of momentary submission followed by "the revenge stage," where people passively aggressively (or even overtly) get back at us for compelling their submission. Socially, this looks like civil rebellion to overthrow a government. Personally, it looks like the mother's children becoming defiant, slitting their wrists, or tanking their grades as ways actually in their control which undermine her desires over them and her own public image. They now get special attention and the mother bends over backwards to address these concerns, making her submissive to them. If you respond to provocation, even if you win you may lose through inciting revenge. Better not to let yourself get worked up in the first place.
In all this, "False Freudian Etiology" tells us that our personality is bestowed upon us by nature or nurture and that we cannot change it; we can only cope and evolve it. Teleology rejects the concept of "personality" altogether and instead uses the word LIFESTYLE. Lifestyle is a choice. Our choices can change, and therefore we can change.
Why don't we change? Because the devil you know is better than the devil you don't. Change is scary. Even if you are unhappy, it's safer to behave the ways that are familiar to you than to choose a new and untested lifestyle and how it will affect our future finances, relationships, etc. Consistency is safe. Secure. People don't change because they prefer some discomfort and unhappiness in life in order to achieve the goal of safety and security from maintaining our current lifestyle choices.
If you are not satisfied with your life, Adler argues it is because "you lack the courage to be happy" (incidentally the title of the sequel book, which I have not yet read). If you can overcome your fear of the unknown of new lifestyles, you can change and develop any lifestyle of your choosing. Notably: lifestyle is defined by how you experience life in the context you create for yourself, not the possessions you have (more on that later).
ALL PROBLEMS ARE INTERPERSONAL RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS
This phrase is at the core of human experience. If no human existed, we would have no context for any mental health struggle (only physically induced ones). Even loneliness would not exist because you wouldn't know what relationships were to miss them. Yet the minute we interact with others, that is when room for problems manifests.
Everybody has an innate drive for superiority. This is caused by a healthy feeling of inferiority - when we know that we are operating at less than our best selves and choose to strive to be better. However, this becomes an inferiority complex when we make the alternative choice: to give up, believing that past failures will only recur. Similarly, a superiority complex evolves when one feels compelled to publicly boast of themselves or shame others, assuming that they will be recognized as superior, and if others see them this way perhaps they can believe it of themselves too.
OBJECTIVES: Adler proposes two core objectives in life: (1) To be self-reliant, and (2) To live in harmony with society. If one can accomplish these objectives, we will find peace and happiness and be free from mental health ailments. They are supported by two psychological statements: (1) "I have the ability/am enough" and (2) "People are my comrades." If we believe these two things, we are capable of accomplishing these objectives, no matter the life circumstances we are born into or what we possess. What matters is not what we are given or now possess, but how we use them to accomplish these objectives. He further breaks these two down into 3 contexts called "Life Tasks," which we have no choice in life but to confront in relational contexts on some level:
This covers about the first 1/3 of the book material. The next 1/3 will delve heavily into the context of why a willingness to be disliked by others is essential to be free/happy in life, as the desire to be liked comes with social comparisons/expectations that are like chains which control our decisions away from what we would otherwise independently desire/process for ourselves.
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The premise of the book focuses on Freudian Etiology (i.e. most modern psychology) v Adlerian Teleology. To explain the difference, let's look at a guy who is in a dead bedroom because he is too scared to initiate with his wife (applying the book to my own personal pre-RP experience).
- Etiology is all about cause and effect. He has been rejected by his wife numerous times. The modern psychologist would say that he has been traumatized by all of that rejection and as a result is now incapable of initiating sex, leading to his dead bedroom. Sure, other things may play in, but let's keep this simple and on him.
- Teleology is all about assigning purpose to our experiences. The man has the goal of not having sex with his wife. Wait, what?!? That's right, as absurd as it sounds. Actually having consistent sex with her breaks his mental framework for understanding the existing marriage dynamic and introduces new risks. If she suddenly began accepting his initiation - or even worse: accepting and rejecting inconsistently in ways he can't predict - that's new and scary territory, whereas living in the dead bedroom is the much preferred devil you know over the devil you don't.
My post-RP purpose for my past rejection was to build self-confidence. But my pre-RP purpose was to use it as an excuse to stop initiating. In neither situation did the event change. I changed. My purpose changed, and that's what made the difference. Trauma doesn't make our lives complex. We make our lives complex. As you change, you can choose to see the simplicity of life and marriage.
- The etiologist would argue: "You have an anger problem. This is probably brought on by something in your past that caused you to be this way, or perhaps even a genetic predisposition. It is part of your personality. But I can teach you coping mechanisms to deal with your anger."
- The teleologist would argue: "You manufactured the emotion of anger to justify your purpose of shouting. You wanted to shout because you have seen that it causes people to submit, which is what you wanted your children to do. You could choose other methods of accomplishing that goal if you believed they were equally effective."
From there, often-times when we weaponize our emotions, we might achieve the goal of momentary submission followed by "the revenge stage," where people passively aggressively (or even overtly) get back at us for compelling their submission. Socially, this looks like civil rebellion to overthrow a government. Personally, it looks like the mother's children becoming defiant, slitting their wrists, or tanking their grades as ways actually in their control which undermine her desires over them and her own public image. They now get special attention and the mother bends over backwards to address these concerns, making her submissive to them. If you respond to provocation, even if you win you may lose through inciting revenge. Better not to let yourself get worked up in the first place.
In all this, "False Freudian Etiology" tells us that our personality is bestowed upon us by nature or nurture and that we cannot change it; we can only cope and evolve it. Teleology rejects the concept of "personality" altogether and instead uses the word LIFESTYLE. Lifestyle is a choice. Our choices can change, and therefore we can change.
Why don't we change? Because the devil you know is better than the devil you don't. Change is scary. Even if you are unhappy, it's safer to behave the ways that are familiar to you than to choose a new and untested lifestyle and how it will affect our future finances, relationships, etc. Consistency is safe. Secure. People don't change because they prefer some discomfort and unhappiness in life in order to achieve the goal of safety and security from maintaining our current lifestyle choices.
If you are not satisfied with your life, Adler argues it is because "you lack the courage to be happy" (incidentally the title of the sequel book, which I have not yet read). If you can overcome your fear of the unknown of new lifestyles, you can change and develop any lifestyle of your choosing. Notably: lifestyle is defined by how you experience life in the context you create for yourself, not the possessions you have (more on that later).
This phrase is at the core of human experience. If no human existed, we would have no context for any mental health struggle (only physically induced ones). Even loneliness would not exist because you wouldn't know what relationships were to miss them. Yet the minute we interact with others, that is when room for problems manifests.
Everybody has an innate drive for superiority. This is caused by a healthy feeling of inferiority - when we know that we are operating at less than our best selves and choose to strive to be better. However, this becomes an inferiority complex when we make the alternative choice: to give up, believing that past failures will only recur. Similarly, a superiority complex evolves when one feels compelled to publicly boast of themselves or shame others, assuming that they will be recognized as superior, and if others see them this way perhaps they can believe it of themselves too.
- Example 1: "I don't like myself." The book references a girl who is embarrassed by her blushing problem. She likes a boy, but is afraid of blushing in front of him, so she never talks to him. She asks the psychologist to solve her blushing problem. He says, "I could, but I won't. Your blushing causes you to find peace in the midst of your dissatisfaction with your present life. If I cure it and nothing changes, you will have no other excuse for your dissatisfaction, lose your peace, and will ask me to give you your fear of blushing back, which I could not do." He suggests the solution is to learn to embrace the outcomes of our desired actions, good or bad, and move on rather than living in fear of them (future) or letting them define us (past) [i.e. another way to say "outcome independence"].
- Example 2: "Women don't like me." Many men think this. The view is not actually a product of past experience. Rather, we use our past experiences as a tool to justify maintaining this attitude to meet our present goal: not pursuing women. Why is that the goal? Because one fears rejection. If you focus on your shortcomings rather than strengths, you can develop a belief that women don't like you, which justifies your lifestyle choice of not talking to them, protecting you from anticipated rejection. The problem is that you're living in the future (anticipation) and the past (pain of prior rejection) rather than the present. In this sense, people find it advantageous to not like themselves or to believe women don't like them, despite the unhappiness it causes them.
- Tasks of Work - Anything sustainable requires other people. Even the job of writing a novel, which seems entirely independent, requires an editor, publisher, marketing team, book stores, etc. in order to make it viable. As such, we are forced into some social context, as it is unfeasible to accomplish without others. These relationships exist only in the context of employment and stop outside the workplace. Even here, the problems are interpersonal. If a man is upset because of his poor performance review, it is not the work that upset him but the condemnation from his superior causing a feeling of inferiority via comparison.
- Tasks of Friendship - These are relationships outside the home and workplace. The number doesn't matter as much as the distance and depth. These are people you choose to value simply because of their existence, independent of whatever else they may contribute to your life.
- Tasks of Love - spouse, family, bf/gf. These are relationships involving bonds of consequence, making them difficult to break, making us more inclined to control rather than sever them. When we attempt to restrict them (i.e. mate-guarding, jealousy), it is a mindset of control, demonstrating that we view them as competitors and not comrades, undermining our ability to experience love in the relationship, leading to conjuring problems in our lives to justify our choices to control them ("I'm not a violent person, I just get so upset because I love you so much and can't bear when I see you being less than the wonderful person I know you can be"). When they behave in ways that hurt us, we must not run away; we must face it, even if we intend to cut it off regardless the outcome, otherwise we solidify a comparison (and resulting sense of inferiority or superiority) in our lives, for which we then make even more poor decisions to cope with it (unless one understands how to unravel it all).
- Example: Wife falls in love with a man. He does a lot of weird things, but she doesn't care/notice and things are great. Months later she's not as happy as she once was. She now wants to leave the relationship. Suddenly the things she did not care about before are reasons why she wants to leave the relationship. He did not change. She did. And these things are her excuses.
2024.05.01 00:00 Proud_Discount1825 I need advice on a admin who I believe is harassing me
Please read and give any advice helps Iām just so lost!!!!
I (20F) work at a ABA clinic, if you donāt know what that is, itās a clinic/school setting for kids ages 2-15 with learning disabilities. Itās a very rare occupation and with that I take great pride in proving the best quality therapy for my clients and with client dignity being my first priority NO MATTER WHAT! With that Iāve ran into the problem weāre a former employee RBT like me (43M) was (what I believe to be harassment, you tell me) asking me if I was pregnant though out many different phrases. Such as āoh morning sickness is a bitch rightā right in front of my non verbal kid. Or flat out asking āyou were out sick yesterday, are you pregnantā knowing damn well at the time when I started my job I was right out of high school. He was already there when I came to work at 18/19. But I made admin aware of this situation and the first time the lady I told actually never wrote it down or investigated it at all but also promised when I first told her that it āwouldnāt happen again, I will have a talk with himā but come to find out maybe 3 months down the road it happened again and I told them again, when she then proceeded to gaslight me into thinking I didnāt tell her the first time. But in reality she just didnāt fucking do anything with it after I told her. Nothing was said or done to him to my knowledge at least thatās what it sounded like. Because he continued not only with the pregnancy questions to me but to others as well (even to a woman that has infertility problems and recently lost a baby) which made me burn even hotter. I had finally had enough and marched my ass into one of the admins and told them that if this shit didnāt stop and they didnāt take care of it I would be knocking his ass out if another comment was made to or about me. Because even with being talked to he continued to be inappropriate. They wrote me up for āverbal aggressionā and tried making me sign a contract saying that if I made any farther comments like that again my job would be on the line. I laughed in their faces and told them I wasnāt signing that. And they better hope the talking he got was going to make it stop and his job better be on the line too because I was done. But later that month he went into surgrey for a leg operation. After he had surgery he was no longer able to work with clients directly and began helping admin with making the schedule since he was chair bound or with crutches. Couple months into that they turned him into an admin so now he is above me and could be held to a ārole modelā status. He continued to make inappropriate jokes to employees around me but hadnāt messed with me in a while. As I was also avoiding any conversation bids he threw at me and stuck only to necessary discussions. Last Tuesday I was bent over talking to a client on the ground. (I had a tie dye work shirt tucked into my scrubs, and a crew neck over top of it). He was also in the room and he said āI have to keep reminding myself that itās your shirt and not your underwearā. Even though I had been through it before over and over again I knew what to do without even thinking. I wrote the time down on my calculator on my watch so I could direct admin right to the camera and audio video camera we have in every room. After thinking about what he has said it almost made me throw up and I was so pissed off to the point I couldnāt even say anything. I was in shock. I could not actually believe what he has just said. I emailed hr after I got home that day. She talked to me later that week and I was so mad and disappointed in her abilities to control her employees and actually ended up making her cry. Which at that point I didnāt care because why the fuck does he still have a job. I didnāt believe them the first time they told me the shit would stop and I definitely donāt believe them now. They literally sent me that same day to the adult program in a different building. And that continued from that thru the rest of that day and Friday. That next week I worked the morning session with my daily client at my original place of work and had a conversation with an employee that asked why they put me at the adult program. I told her what had happened and she said that and while she was with a client last week, he came up to her and said āsay what you want about child predators, but at least they drive slow through school zonesā and I couldnāt believe my ears. I told admin and they pulled the girl in and she told them exactly what she told me. That next day I came into work asking that they would send me right to the adults building because I refused to work with him. But I gave them grace with the morning session taken the amount of call offs we had that morning. I figured I was needed here in the morning and they would send me after. Once morning session was coming to a close I look at the schedule and it says Iām here for the rest of the day and I had my client for the next session and my lunch buddy (which is the person that watches your client when you go and take lunch) and it was no other than him. And my lunch was the only lunch he was covering which I found weird. I went to find another admin to have my lunch switched because I didnāt feel comfortable being around him and everyone should already know that by now. Every admin was in a meeting and wasnāt available. He came down to my morning kids room before switch and said to take my lunch at exactly 11:30 so I can ādecompress from the morningā. ( which I thought was also fucked up because I had a great morning with my client I didnāt need to even take my lunch that early I was fine) at 11:30 I go up the the lunch room to get my next client and he was there and told me to go. I went to try and find someone to talk to again before I went and ate. Ended up spending my entire lunch (15 min) trying to find someone fucking in charge. I knocked on the founders door and she was there! I went in and I told her everything down to the time He also tries to push clients into behaviors. Telling my client that he was going to ābring back terry, just for youā which was a therapist that got fired for abusing the children before I was even hired. I had no idea until my client finally calmed down enough to tell me this and who she was. I immediately went and told his BCBA (which is the person who makes the clients learning binders and everything the child does, which also includes them wanting to know everything, so they know what better way to help regulate them and keep them happy and learning. ) She was baffled he would even say anything like that and told me she would handle it. Then couple weeks down the road he was with a client and I was in the same room as him the client asked him ācan you give me some space and stop dancingā as this fucker dances around acting like a fool. I was proud of the kid for sticking up for hisself because I could tell it was bothering him. This mf has the nerve to say āwell you can either have space or watch me dance you canāt have bothā. Which is written no where in his learning materials that we are supposed to stick to no matter what (unless specified by BCBA) Another instance where something like this has happened was when he yelled across the gym to a client that needed daily medication to ācome get his drugsā. Or asking a different client that did the same thing if he ātook 6 or 1ā. Another instance was when he was asking a client if they wanted āpickle shotsā. And probably so many other ones that I donāt even know about. I know this is a long post but is there any reason this guy should still have a job or am I fighting an endless battle and should start looking for another job. Iām so lost on what to do. I feel like they arenāt taking me seriously and the fact that he continues to keep his job after so many inappropriate conversations time after time again. I need to know what if anything else I can do? Or should I just choke the mother fucker out in the storage closet?
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I (20F) work at a ABA clinic, if you donāt know what that is, itās a clinic/school setting for kids ages 2-15 with learning disabilities. Itās a very rare occupation and with that I take great pride in proving the best quality therapy for my clients and with client dignity being my first priority NO MATTER WHAT! With that Iāve ran into the problem weāre a former employee RBT like me (43M) was (what I believe to be harassment, you tell me) asking me if I was pregnant though out many different phrases. Such as āoh morning sickness is a bitch rightā right in front of my non verbal kid. Or flat out asking āyou were out sick yesterday, are you pregnantā knowing damn well at the time when I started my job I was right out of high school. He was already there when I came to work at 18/19. But I made admin aware of this situation and the first time the lady I told actually never wrote it down or investigated it at all but also promised when I first told her that it āwouldnāt happen again, I will have a talk with himā but come to find out maybe 3 months down the road it happened again and I told them again, when she then proceeded to gaslight me into thinking I didnāt tell her the first time. But in reality she just didnāt fucking do anything with it after I told her. Nothing was said or done to him to my knowledge at least thatās what it sounded like. Because he continued not only with the pregnancy questions to me but to others as well (even to a woman that has infertility problems and recently lost a baby) which made me burn even hotter. I had finally had enough and marched my ass into one of the admins and told them that if this shit didnāt stop and they didnāt take care of it I would be knocking his ass out if another comment was made to or about me. Because even with being talked to he continued to be inappropriate. They wrote me up for āverbal aggressionā and tried making me sign a contract saying that if I made any farther comments like that again my job would be on the line. I laughed in their faces and told them I wasnāt signing that. And they better hope the talking he got was going to make it stop and his job better be on the line too because I was done. But later that month he went into surgrey for a leg operation. After he had surgery he was no longer able to work with clients directly and began helping admin with making the schedule since he was chair bound or with crutches. Couple months into that they turned him into an admin so now he is above me and could be held to a ārole modelā status. He continued to make inappropriate jokes to employees around me but hadnāt messed with me in a while. As I was also avoiding any conversation bids he threw at me and stuck only to necessary discussions. Last Tuesday I was bent over talking to a client on the ground. (I had a tie dye work shirt tucked into my scrubs, and a crew neck over top of it). He was also in the room and he said āI have to keep reminding myself that itās your shirt and not your underwearā. Even though I had been through it before over and over again I knew what to do without even thinking. I wrote the time down on my calculator on my watch so I could direct admin right to the camera and audio video camera we have in every room. After thinking about what he has said it almost made me throw up and I was so pissed off to the point I couldnāt even say anything. I was in shock. I could not actually believe what he has just said. I emailed hr after I got home that day. She talked to me later that week and I was so mad and disappointed in her abilities to control her employees and actually ended up making her cry. Which at that point I didnāt care because why the fuck does he still have a job. I didnāt believe them the first time they told me the shit would stop and I definitely donāt believe them now. They literally sent me that same day to the adult program in a different building. And that continued from that thru the rest of that day and Friday. That next week I worked the morning session with my daily client at my original place of work and had a conversation with an employee that asked why they put me at the adult program. I told her what had happened and she said that and while she was with a client last week, he came up to her and said āsay what you want about child predators, but at least they drive slow through school zonesā and I couldnāt believe my ears. I told admin and they pulled the girl in and she told them exactly what she told me. That next day I came into work asking that they would send me right to the adults building because I refused to work with him. But I gave them grace with the morning session taken the amount of call offs we had that morning. I figured I was needed here in the morning and they would send me after. Once morning session was coming to a close I look at the schedule and it says Iām here for the rest of the day and I had my client for the next session and my lunch buddy (which is the person that watches your client when you go and take lunch) and it was no other than him. And my lunch was the only lunch he was covering which I found weird. I went to find another admin to have my lunch switched because I didnāt feel comfortable being around him and everyone should already know that by now. Every admin was in a meeting and wasnāt available. He came down to my morning kids room before switch and said to take my lunch at exactly 11:30 so I can ādecompress from the morningā. ( which I thought was also fucked up because I had a great morning with my client I didnāt need to even take my lunch that early I was fine) at 11:30 I go up the the lunch room to get my next client and he was there and told me to go. I went to try and find someone to talk to again before I went and ate. Ended up spending my entire lunch (15 min) trying to find someone fucking in charge. I knocked on the founders door and she was there! I went in and I told her everything down to the time He also tries to push clients into behaviors. Telling my client that he was going to ābring back terry, just for youā which was a therapist that got fired for abusing the children before I was even hired. I had no idea until my client finally calmed down enough to tell me this and who she was. I immediately went and told his BCBA (which is the person who makes the clients learning binders and everything the child does, which also includes them wanting to know everything, so they know what better way to help regulate them and keep them happy and learning. ) She was baffled he would even say anything like that and told me she would handle it. Then couple weeks down the road he was with a client and I was in the same room as him the client asked him ācan you give me some space and stop dancingā as this fucker dances around acting like a fool. I was proud of the kid for sticking up for hisself because I could tell it was bothering him. This mf has the nerve to say āwell you can either have space or watch me dance you canāt have bothā. Which is written no where in his learning materials that we are supposed to stick to no matter what (unless specified by BCBA) Another instance where something like this has happened was when he yelled across the gym to a client that needed daily medication to ācome get his drugsā. Or asking a different client that did the same thing if he ātook 6 or 1ā. Another instance was when he was asking a client if they wanted āpickle shotsā. And probably so many other ones that I donāt even know about. I know this is a long post but is there any reason this guy should still have a job or am I fighting an endless battle and should start looking for another job. Iām so lost on what to do. I feel like they arenāt taking me seriously and the fact that he continues to keep his job after so many inappropriate conversations time after time again. I need to know what if anything else I can do? Or should I just choke the mother fucker out in the storage closet?
2024.04.30 23:59 luminouschela Shogun MBTI (2024 TV show ā SPOILERS!)
**SPOILER WARNING AGAIN** I mention little moments that occurred at various points throughout the season.
Not sure if any MBTI enthusiasts also liked the recent Shogun TV show, so Iām not sure if this post will generate much activity, but here are my thoughts.
I loved the series and wanted to explore some of the charactersā types. Of note, I havenāt read the books, so these assessments are based only on the TV show.
I'm sure there are grammatical and spelling errors, please ignore them!
YOSHII TORANAGA - INTJ
Introverted intuition: Envisioning an outcome far off in the distance and feeling very dedicated to that vision. Not multiple options of what could be/what heās hoping for but one thingāShogun. His vision of himself in power, as Shogun, and of a peaceful Japan. His far-reaching plan to become Shogun (seems it may have been started all the way back when Akechi Jinsai killed the Taiko? Unclear to me if Toranaga pushed him to do it or not). Able to get a sense of the nature of others (this is how he can then apply Te so effectively to use the people around him to serve his Ni goal). His observant nature, his studying of the wind. They did an excellent job of having so many shots where Toranaga is just watching everything and everyone around him (understanding how he could use Yabushige and his playing of both sides; him saying to Mariko and John thereās a shadow over them, and him questioning Markio about whatās between them). His ability to understand Hiromatsuās planāwithout them needing to talk about it, he can understand how Hiromatsuās death would benefit his plan to seem defeated. The way the different types of hawks symbolize John, Yabushige, and Mariko to him. Of course, heās human and canāt anticipate everythingāhe understood his son but underestimated how reckless Nagakado was; I think he may have been surprised by his brotherās betrayalābut I think they did a good job of showing this as a strength of his.
Extroverted thinking: Makes concrete plans to bring his Ni vision to life in the real world. Uses the world around him, including the people associated with him, as tools to achieve his goals (and highly values the tools/people he feels are most useful). Able to really understand, create, work within, and manipulate systems and hierarchies (for example, he utilized the weaknesses of the Council of Regentsā structure to manipulate them). He is annoyed with distractions, poor strategy, and small talk (he got increasingly frustrated by his sonās lack of insight, Buntaro fixated on Mariko and John, John fixated on his ship). Wants the most efficient strategy to win (minimize loss, cost, etc.). Feels confident leading, giving orders, etc.
Introverted feeling: Hides his true intentions and feelings from most people and does so effectively. Because heās so secretive and hard to read, few know the depths of his feelings and beliefs. He certainly has his cold and calculating side (which becomes even more apparent in the last episode). I think he also truly loved Mariko and Hiromatsu, and that all of the tears he shed for them were genuine. By the end of the last episode, his fondness for John also seemed genuine. He doesnāt show much affection toward his wife (wives? Wife and consort?), but he is respectful to them and seems to try and keep them safe (maybe a personal value of his not to be harsh to them or something). He appreciates poetry and uses it to express his feelings in a more understated way. Also, NiFi work together to help him understand peopleāNi gives him data about what someone might do, Fi helps him understand why.
Extraverted sensing: The endpoint is fixed, but the path to his goal is adaptable when required (he didnāt plan for Nagakado to kill those people or for the earthquake, but when those things happened, Toranaga accepted reality and adjusted his plans). Not only does he study the wind, he adapts to the way it changes. He likes to watch the falcons and appreciates their different hunting styles, especially the elegance of his primary falcon. He grew to be good with a sword (of course Iām sure any child would have a hard time being a secondā¦). He is able to pick up diving pretty quickly.
TODA MARIKO - ISTJ
Introverted sensing: Respects her cultureās customsāloyal to her leader, listens to her abusive husband and doesnāt speak ill of him in public (despite hating him), thinks itās important for everyone to have their purpose, focused on the samurai having their swords, understands the power structures and customs well. As Ochiba says, she understands what sheās to do, where sheās to go, and what role she should play without being told. Cannot let the memories of the past go or the heavy weight of her family name, those things haunt her, her whole life and take up a significant part of her days (and it was Toranaga that interpreted her fatherās actionsāsending her away to save her (and also to follow Toranag?)āMariko didnāt come to that conclusion on her own). Generally comfortable with the routine/sticking to the plan (she wants to die but otherwise she isnāt longing to break away from what the group is doing).
Extroverted thinking: A good strategist in her own right (negotiating the price with Gin, the way she handled the translations (didnāt always say exactly what was said), her understanding of how to play her role once she gets to Osaka and part of that is by manipulating the power structure). She understands how to use her words effectively to accomplish a goal rather than just express herself (comforting Toranaga, giving Ochiba a clue Ishido wouldnāt understand). Even in small ways she is good at making sure what needs to get done, gets done: helps Fuji give up her son; negotiates with Fuji to stay with John for 6 months (because Toranaga wants Fuji to do that, so Mariko comes up with a plan to accomplish the task), and gets John set up in his home in Ajiro (the vibe of ok everyone, here he is, he needs swords, he needs a bath, etc. making sure those practicalities are handled).
Introverted feeling: Like Toranaga she hides her emotions well when she wants toāthe queen of maintaining a blank face and giving off a cold vibe. Buntaro, for example, is surprised at the end that she never cared for him (when she reveals that in the tea room). She feels close to John after he steps up to second her because heās finally honoring what sheās doing, how she feels, and what she believes instead of trying to force something else on her. The cross was so meaningful to her because of its emotional significance, and it never left her body until the scene where she thought sheād have to kill herself (this has SiFi tones as well because itās particularly related to intense past experiences). I think she, like Toranaga, appreciates that poetry can allow for emotional expression in a more subtle way. Si and Fi can interact by Fi imbuing reflections of the past with strong emotional tones (so she doesnāt just remember her fatherās betrayal, it also deeply pierces her emotionally whenever she thinks of it). She also has an emotional attachment to the customsāwhen Toranaga is without his swords after the earthquake, she is very distressed about it. Similar to Toranaga, her Si and Fi work together to help her understand peopleāSi gives her data about what someone might do (based on how theyāve acted in the past, ), Fi helps her understand why they do what they doāthis is why she was better at understanding Ochiba no Kata, Mariko grew to know her and understand her motivations steadily over time.
Extraverted intuition: I think this is part of what makes her good at poetryābeing able to make quick connections between words and concepts, even ones that seem disparate. I think this also helps her be so adept at her translator role (understanding the essence of whatās being said by the speaker and thinking of ways to express the same sentiment/general idea while using words that are not offensive to the receiver).
USAMI FUJI - ISFJ
Introverted sensing: Similar to Si explanation for Marikoāfor example, she was so unhappy about having to be Johnās consort, but once sheās committed herself to the role she does it to the fullest (when she takes Johnās gun and promises to care for it while also pointing it at Omi, making sure thereās dinner and that the house is clean, making sure the gardener was killed for disobeying John and touching that bird). At the end her calling isnāt to find freedom, build a new social structure (like Gin), or try to find powerāshe is comfortable with and comforted by the idea of becoming a nun (something long established, something she can more confidently predict and envision).
Extraverted feeling: Once she settles into her role, she is good at meeting the needs of others and trying to maintain a stable emotional atmosphere (make sure we throw the soup out far away so the smell wonāt bother everyone; make sure we have the right dishes, if we donāt let me offer a quick but warm apology to smooth over any insults). Comparing Mariko and Fuji, if John says something that Mariko finds offends her own beliefs or the cultural structures in place enough, she says something to him (pushes back/argues; āyour words gave the bird meaningā, clearly insinuating the situation heās upset about is his own fault and expresses disapproval; vs Fuji trying to follow his logic and ultimately apologizing and offering to kill herself to stop his anger when they canāt seem to understand each other). Maybe Fuji would push back/argue on occasion, but when we see her interactions with John she just meets the needs heās expressed or protects him in her own way (when John and Buntaro are drunk at dinner, she tries to apologize (on Johnās behalf) for his bad behavior; when John asks her to arrange a meeting with Toranaga and help him with his message, she does so no questions asked). More outwardly emotionally expressive (really big reaction when her son and husband were to die (understandable of course) and when sheās told she has to be Johnās consort vs Mariko's more internal distress at being sent away to marry Buntaro or preparing to kill herself or face her death when the door blew open). Mariko does have a significant external emotional expression after Buntaro physically abuses her after that tense dinner, but Fujiās response is to match her intensity and try to calm things down to make sure the emotions in the house are what they should be (Fuji says something like āif you disturb this home, you dishonor the Anjin.ā). At first, Fuji wants to die with her son and husband but by the end has let go of the idea, come to peace with what happened, and will instead become a nun and be in an environment with a clear way to behave and a relatively set and predictable emotional landscape (vs Marikoās more long-lasting desire to die after her father died). Giving John her family swords as a clear sign of her commitment to her role and appreciating him giving her something and acknowledging what sheās doing.
Introverted thinking: Less focused on the external implementation of plans, systems, etc.; less focused on strategizing; less focused on having clear goals and thinking about how to make them a reality. Instead, focuses on what makes sense to herāwell, you said if the bird was touched, whoever touched it would have to die, but it was disturbing the peace in the neighborhood so it had to be removedā¦so the gardener removed it, and we killed him. We did exactly as you instructed, so why are you getting upset? John is horrified, but, to Fuji, itās confusing to her why the gardenerās death doesnāt make sense to John. When John recommends she spread her loved onesā ashes in the ocean, she sees this as reasonable (thereās no way the ashes can go to the family grave, how will I take it to the church, and John says this is honoring them and helping their spirit move onāitās a reasonable idea).
Extraverted intuition: We donāt get to see as much of this with her? If anyone noticed anything please do share!
ANJIN-SAN / JOHN BLACKTHORNE - ESFP
Extraverted sensing: Skilled pilot and finds the action associated with being on the ship exciting. Understands how the boat moves (when heās directing the men how to row and how to prevent it from flipping, when he gets Toranagaās ship out of the harbor, surprising even Toranaga). He also has skill with his guns and the cannons. A good in-the-moment and responsive thinkerāhis outburst in an early scene protects the guards from opening all of the boxes so Toranagaās plan wonāt be ruined, quick to action whenever thereās an attack and smart about how to take out opponents (like during the shinobi attack with his hand through the wall move and trying to block the door). Good awareness of his physical surroundings (gets the sense he'll be ambushed in the woods for ex). Heartily enjoys food and drink and wants external glory (or at least he thought he didāto be the first to sail to Japan and back to England, to gain respect in his home country, to have lots of money and die in a big home with his ātrophiesā if you will). A key part of his relationship with Mariko goes beyond words and is about when their fingers brush or of course when they sleep together. He has family back home (maybe kids? I canāt remember), and he may have feelings for them, but Mariko is right here in front of him, and it makes his feelings for her more intense that sheās with him in the present.
Introverted feeling: His whole character arc is seeing the value in honoring others, being aware of and a part of a community, and looking beyond your personal goals and desires. I think he will hold Mariko in his heart forever and that her actions and beliefs will influence him. Itās important to him to speak out against religious hypocrisy.
Extraverted thinking: Heās actually a good and animated leader. His style is different than Toranagaās, but his SeTe work together to make him effective (like in the ending scene when theyāre trying to pull the boat out of the water). I think this is part of what Toranaga sees in John/part of Johnās use as a tool for Toranaga. In the end scene, the positions theyāre standing in seem meaningfulāToranaga is alone and on high monitoring everyone else, looking ahead to the future, while John is amongst the people, having experiences with them, giving orders but also giving them energy and expressing appreciation for their hard work. Both of their roles are important and now they kind of understand each other and their respective roles. John tries to plan a way to use the Japanese people and get out of Japan. Even though heās ultimately unsuccessful, he was trying to get his ship and get out nearly until the end. He kept trying to come at Toranaga from different angles (I have no role here let me go; fine, give me a bigger role and let me have my ship, and Iāll sail for you; Iāll return and get my men, then weāll get back to the ship, etc.). His plans are more Iāll take this action now, another good SeTe example is when he threatened to kill himself at the end if Toranaga didnāt stop killing the villagers. It was an in-the-moment decision (it seemed so anyway) but based on a structure/strategy heād learned (to die in protest).
Introverted intuition: He comes to at least sense that Toranaga is looking beyond what everyone else is focusing on. Even if he doesnāt fully see the picture Toranaga does, heās confident enough to tell that catholic guy, āif you think itās over, you donāt know your opponent, and you arenāt seeing the full pictureā (summarizing, not an actual quote). He comes to understand how elegant? Toranagaās plan was (he comments that Toranaga doesnāt have to get his hands dirty or waste a bunch of soldiers; he just had to sacrifice one woman). He also has a clear vision of his future, and he clung to it until he truly had a change of heart (then that future vanished and he had to reimagine a life in Japan).
KASHIGI YABUSHIGE - ESTP
Extraverted sensing: In-the-moment problem solver, like John. Like when he first arrived in Ajiro early in the season, he was quickly planning with Omi how they could use the ship to their advantage (of course with Toranagaās more long-range based thinking, he had spies in Ajiro and already knew about the ship). Good physical awareness as well (when he wasnāt able to save that guy on the cliff, he knew when it was time to give up and was ready to kill himself), seems heās a skilled fighter (at least from the little scene we see where heās criticizing John for being unable to use a sword). For his torture/punishment, he likes the externally perceptible suffering of the person (likes to hear the screaming in real-time; vs say Mariko who is content with just internally knowing how much Buntaro suffers because she wonāt give him any emotional reactions). Even when he had to commit Seppuku, heās quick and decisive about it, and does it in his style (vs the other very symbolic versions we saw earlier in the show).
Introverted thinking: Focused on an individualized plan for his survival. For him, SeTi led to his quick tactical changes (Iāll back this guy, never mind this one. Hm, things not looking so good anymore let me figure out how to get back in the otherās good graces, etc.). With TiFe, his plans often included an element of charming/getting friendly with other people (Iāll convince them Iām an asset, Iāll offer this thing to this person to try and please them). Always trying to figure out how he can make it through all of the craziness, how to play both sides, not caring so much about long-term plans, or making people follow himāhe wants to live. He seemed like a genuinely curious person who wanted to understand things. He seemed to be developing some kind of internal system to rank different deaths, it was kind of like his own experiment (you could envision him keeping notes, writing the different deaths down, explaining the reasoning for the rankings). Frustrated when he doesnāt understand whatās going on/when things donāt make sense to himāwhy did Toranaga send you, Mariko? Whatās his plan? Why would you start a winter poem when itās spring? When is Crimson sky, and how will it work? He has a bit of a harder time than the Te users trying to effectively use his chess pieces (by the time he tries to give John to Ishido, John is pretty much irrelevant to Ishido).
Extraverted feeling: Based on some comments and review podcasts and videos I sawāa lot of people really like Yabushige; he was a popular character. People didnāt necessarily respect him, but they found him charming and funny. I think his Fe was part of that charm (when talking with either Ishido or Toranaga, he had a very laidback āweāre all on the same side; calm down, calm down, you can trust meā, kind of that smooth-talker energy; his interactions with Omi were much less formal and distant than Toranagaās interactions with his son. Yabushige made sure Omi was respectful, but there was more warmth between them). He was even pretty close with his main servant guy whereas none of Toranagaās more lowly servants are seen having frequent semi-casual (while still respectful) interactions. Toranaga had to kill him in the end but smiled at him tooāeven though Yabushige couldnāt be trusted and had betrayed Toranaga in many ways, there was still some measure of fondness Toranaga had for Yabushige. He didnāt think about or understand the emotional impact of things until they happened, and then his emotions caught him off guard. He was so shocked about Marikoās death, his role in causing her death, and his feelings about it that he has a mental breakdown at the end (seeing the fish, frantic on the ship back to Ajiro stopping his clothes off and talking about trying to escape to England). He wanted good social standing (liked it when the soldiers were cheering his name and got annoyed when they started cheering Toranagaās name instead; wants to be close to and feel privy to the plans of the most powerful figures). His sexual preference was also interesting--he was more of an observer, watching his servant and Kikuās enjoyment and feeding off of that was arousing for him. Kiku can quickly assess that thatās what might please him, but Yabushige himself almost seems surprised that heās into it (less aware of his inner emotional self than an Fi user). Finally, heās rarely alone. I know they all have servants and stuff but Toranaga or even John would have moments where they were just sitting/standing alone and reflecting. Yabushige usually had Omi or his servant or someone else close to him and would interact with them.
Introverted intuition: He sees through Toranaga in the end and comes to understand the true nature of a life like his vs a life like Toranagaās. He sees that Toranaga is power-hungry and just as vicious and focused on his own powesuccess/survival as much as anyone elseāitās just that Toranaga hides his intentions better. Yabushige also realizes he was one of Tornadoās chess pieces all along, that the leaders/the āgreat menā use the lives of those beneath them as tools to serve whatever greater purpose they want.
Didn't do the full, function-by-function thing for these, but here are a few more I thought about:
Toda Hirokatsu āBuntaroā ā ISTP
Yoshii Nagakado ā ESFP
Ochiba no Kata - INFJ
Gin ā ENFJ
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Not sure if any MBTI enthusiasts also liked the recent Shogun TV show, so Iām not sure if this post will generate much activity, but here are my thoughts.
I loved the series and wanted to explore some of the charactersā types. Of note, I havenāt read the books, so these assessments are based only on the TV show.
I'm sure there are grammatical and spelling errors, please ignore them!
YOSHII TORANAGA - INTJ
Introverted intuition: Envisioning an outcome far off in the distance and feeling very dedicated to that vision. Not multiple options of what could be/what heās hoping for but one thingāShogun. His vision of himself in power, as Shogun, and of a peaceful Japan. His far-reaching plan to become Shogun (seems it may have been started all the way back when Akechi Jinsai killed the Taiko? Unclear to me if Toranaga pushed him to do it or not). Able to get a sense of the nature of others (this is how he can then apply Te so effectively to use the people around him to serve his Ni goal). His observant nature, his studying of the wind. They did an excellent job of having so many shots where Toranaga is just watching everything and everyone around him (understanding how he could use Yabushige and his playing of both sides; him saying to Mariko and John thereās a shadow over them, and him questioning Markio about whatās between them). His ability to understand Hiromatsuās planāwithout them needing to talk about it, he can understand how Hiromatsuās death would benefit his plan to seem defeated. The way the different types of hawks symbolize John, Yabushige, and Mariko to him. Of course, heās human and canāt anticipate everythingāhe understood his son but underestimated how reckless Nagakado was; I think he may have been surprised by his brotherās betrayalābut I think they did a good job of showing this as a strength of his.
Extroverted thinking: Makes concrete plans to bring his Ni vision to life in the real world. Uses the world around him, including the people associated with him, as tools to achieve his goals (and highly values the tools/people he feels are most useful). Able to really understand, create, work within, and manipulate systems and hierarchies (for example, he utilized the weaknesses of the Council of Regentsā structure to manipulate them). He is annoyed with distractions, poor strategy, and small talk (he got increasingly frustrated by his sonās lack of insight, Buntaro fixated on Mariko and John, John fixated on his ship). Wants the most efficient strategy to win (minimize loss, cost, etc.). Feels confident leading, giving orders, etc.
Introverted feeling: Hides his true intentions and feelings from most people and does so effectively. Because heās so secretive and hard to read, few know the depths of his feelings and beliefs. He certainly has his cold and calculating side (which becomes even more apparent in the last episode). I think he also truly loved Mariko and Hiromatsu, and that all of the tears he shed for them were genuine. By the end of the last episode, his fondness for John also seemed genuine. He doesnāt show much affection toward his wife (wives? Wife and consort?), but he is respectful to them and seems to try and keep them safe (maybe a personal value of his not to be harsh to them or something). He appreciates poetry and uses it to express his feelings in a more understated way. Also, NiFi work together to help him understand peopleāNi gives him data about what someone might do, Fi helps him understand why.
Extraverted sensing: The endpoint is fixed, but the path to his goal is adaptable when required (he didnāt plan for Nagakado to kill those people or for the earthquake, but when those things happened, Toranaga accepted reality and adjusted his plans). Not only does he study the wind, he adapts to the way it changes. He likes to watch the falcons and appreciates their different hunting styles, especially the elegance of his primary falcon. He grew to be good with a sword (of course Iām sure any child would have a hard time being a secondā¦). He is able to pick up diving pretty quickly.
TODA MARIKO - ISTJ
Introverted sensing: Respects her cultureās customsāloyal to her leader, listens to her abusive husband and doesnāt speak ill of him in public (despite hating him), thinks itās important for everyone to have their purpose, focused on the samurai having their swords, understands the power structures and customs well. As Ochiba says, she understands what sheās to do, where sheās to go, and what role she should play without being told. Cannot let the memories of the past go or the heavy weight of her family name, those things haunt her, her whole life and take up a significant part of her days (and it was Toranaga that interpreted her fatherās actionsāsending her away to save her (and also to follow Toranag?)āMariko didnāt come to that conclusion on her own). Generally comfortable with the routine/sticking to the plan (she wants to die but otherwise she isnāt longing to break away from what the group is doing).
Extroverted thinking: A good strategist in her own right (negotiating the price with Gin, the way she handled the translations (didnāt always say exactly what was said), her understanding of how to play her role once she gets to Osaka and part of that is by manipulating the power structure). She understands how to use her words effectively to accomplish a goal rather than just express herself (comforting Toranaga, giving Ochiba a clue Ishido wouldnāt understand). Even in small ways she is good at making sure what needs to get done, gets done: helps Fuji give up her son; negotiates with Fuji to stay with John for 6 months (because Toranaga wants Fuji to do that, so Mariko comes up with a plan to accomplish the task), and gets John set up in his home in Ajiro (the vibe of ok everyone, here he is, he needs swords, he needs a bath, etc. making sure those practicalities are handled).
Introverted feeling: Like Toranaga she hides her emotions well when she wants toāthe queen of maintaining a blank face and giving off a cold vibe. Buntaro, for example, is surprised at the end that she never cared for him (when she reveals that in the tea room). She feels close to John after he steps up to second her because heās finally honoring what sheās doing, how she feels, and what she believes instead of trying to force something else on her. The cross was so meaningful to her because of its emotional significance, and it never left her body until the scene where she thought sheād have to kill herself (this has SiFi tones as well because itās particularly related to intense past experiences). I think she, like Toranaga, appreciates that poetry can allow for emotional expression in a more subtle way. Si and Fi can interact by Fi imbuing reflections of the past with strong emotional tones (so she doesnāt just remember her fatherās betrayal, it also deeply pierces her emotionally whenever she thinks of it). She also has an emotional attachment to the customsāwhen Toranaga is without his swords after the earthquake, she is very distressed about it. Similar to Toranaga, her Si and Fi work together to help her understand peopleāSi gives her data about what someone might do (based on how theyāve acted in the past, ), Fi helps her understand why they do what they doāthis is why she was better at understanding Ochiba no Kata, Mariko grew to know her and understand her motivations steadily over time.
Extraverted intuition: I think this is part of what makes her good at poetryābeing able to make quick connections between words and concepts, even ones that seem disparate. I think this also helps her be so adept at her translator role (understanding the essence of whatās being said by the speaker and thinking of ways to express the same sentiment/general idea while using words that are not offensive to the receiver).
USAMI FUJI - ISFJ
Introverted sensing: Similar to Si explanation for Marikoāfor example, she was so unhappy about having to be Johnās consort, but once sheās committed herself to the role she does it to the fullest (when she takes Johnās gun and promises to care for it while also pointing it at Omi, making sure thereās dinner and that the house is clean, making sure the gardener was killed for disobeying John and touching that bird). At the end her calling isnāt to find freedom, build a new social structure (like Gin), or try to find powerāshe is comfortable with and comforted by the idea of becoming a nun (something long established, something she can more confidently predict and envision).
Extraverted feeling: Once she settles into her role, she is good at meeting the needs of others and trying to maintain a stable emotional atmosphere (make sure we throw the soup out far away so the smell wonāt bother everyone; make sure we have the right dishes, if we donāt let me offer a quick but warm apology to smooth over any insults). Comparing Mariko and Fuji, if John says something that Mariko finds offends her own beliefs or the cultural structures in place enough, she says something to him (pushes back/argues; āyour words gave the bird meaningā, clearly insinuating the situation heās upset about is his own fault and expresses disapproval; vs Fuji trying to follow his logic and ultimately apologizing and offering to kill herself to stop his anger when they canāt seem to understand each other). Maybe Fuji would push back/argue on occasion, but when we see her interactions with John she just meets the needs heās expressed or protects him in her own way (when John and Buntaro are drunk at dinner, she tries to apologize (on Johnās behalf) for his bad behavior; when John asks her to arrange a meeting with Toranaga and help him with his message, she does so no questions asked). More outwardly emotionally expressive (really big reaction when her son and husband were to die (understandable of course) and when sheās told she has to be Johnās consort vs Mariko's more internal distress at being sent away to marry Buntaro or preparing to kill herself or face her death when the door blew open). Mariko does have a significant external emotional expression after Buntaro physically abuses her after that tense dinner, but Fujiās response is to match her intensity and try to calm things down to make sure the emotions in the house are what they should be (Fuji says something like āif you disturb this home, you dishonor the Anjin.ā). At first, Fuji wants to die with her son and husband but by the end has let go of the idea, come to peace with what happened, and will instead become a nun and be in an environment with a clear way to behave and a relatively set and predictable emotional landscape (vs Marikoās more long-lasting desire to die after her father died). Giving John her family swords as a clear sign of her commitment to her role and appreciating him giving her something and acknowledging what sheās doing.
Introverted thinking: Less focused on the external implementation of plans, systems, etc.; less focused on strategizing; less focused on having clear goals and thinking about how to make them a reality. Instead, focuses on what makes sense to herāwell, you said if the bird was touched, whoever touched it would have to die, but it was disturbing the peace in the neighborhood so it had to be removedā¦so the gardener removed it, and we killed him. We did exactly as you instructed, so why are you getting upset? John is horrified, but, to Fuji, itās confusing to her why the gardenerās death doesnāt make sense to John. When John recommends she spread her loved onesā ashes in the ocean, she sees this as reasonable (thereās no way the ashes can go to the family grave, how will I take it to the church, and John says this is honoring them and helping their spirit move onāitās a reasonable idea).
Extraverted intuition: We donāt get to see as much of this with her? If anyone noticed anything please do share!
ANJIN-SAN / JOHN BLACKTHORNE - ESFP
Extraverted sensing: Skilled pilot and finds the action associated with being on the ship exciting. Understands how the boat moves (when heās directing the men how to row and how to prevent it from flipping, when he gets Toranagaās ship out of the harbor, surprising even Toranaga). He also has skill with his guns and the cannons. A good in-the-moment and responsive thinkerāhis outburst in an early scene protects the guards from opening all of the boxes so Toranagaās plan wonāt be ruined, quick to action whenever thereās an attack and smart about how to take out opponents (like during the shinobi attack with his hand through the wall move and trying to block the door). Good awareness of his physical surroundings (gets the sense he'll be ambushed in the woods for ex). Heartily enjoys food and drink and wants external glory (or at least he thought he didāto be the first to sail to Japan and back to England, to gain respect in his home country, to have lots of money and die in a big home with his ātrophiesā if you will). A key part of his relationship with Mariko goes beyond words and is about when their fingers brush or of course when they sleep together. He has family back home (maybe kids? I canāt remember), and he may have feelings for them, but Mariko is right here in front of him, and it makes his feelings for her more intense that sheās with him in the present.
Introverted feeling: His whole character arc is seeing the value in honoring others, being aware of and a part of a community, and looking beyond your personal goals and desires. I think he will hold Mariko in his heart forever and that her actions and beliefs will influence him. Itās important to him to speak out against religious hypocrisy.
Extraverted thinking: Heās actually a good and animated leader. His style is different than Toranagaās, but his SeTe work together to make him effective (like in the ending scene when theyāre trying to pull the boat out of the water). I think this is part of what Toranaga sees in John/part of Johnās use as a tool for Toranaga. In the end scene, the positions theyāre standing in seem meaningfulāToranaga is alone and on high monitoring everyone else, looking ahead to the future, while John is amongst the people, having experiences with them, giving orders but also giving them energy and expressing appreciation for their hard work. Both of their roles are important and now they kind of understand each other and their respective roles. John tries to plan a way to use the Japanese people and get out of Japan. Even though heās ultimately unsuccessful, he was trying to get his ship and get out nearly until the end. He kept trying to come at Toranaga from different angles (I have no role here let me go; fine, give me a bigger role and let me have my ship, and Iāll sail for you; Iāll return and get my men, then weāll get back to the ship, etc.). His plans are more Iāll take this action now, another good SeTe example is when he threatened to kill himself at the end if Toranaga didnāt stop killing the villagers. It was an in-the-moment decision (it seemed so anyway) but based on a structure/strategy heād learned (to die in protest).
Introverted intuition: He comes to at least sense that Toranaga is looking beyond what everyone else is focusing on. Even if he doesnāt fully see the picture Toranaga does, heās confident enough to tell that catholic guy, āif you think itās over, you donāt know your opponent, and you arenāt seeing the full pictureā (summarizing, not an actual quote). He comes to understand how elegant? Toranagaās plan was (he comments that Toranaga doesnāt have to get his hands dirty or waste a bunch of soldiers; he just had to sacrifice one woman). He also has a clear vision of his future, and he clung to it until he truly had a change of heart (then that future vanished and he had to reimagine a life in Japan).
KASHIGI YABUSHIGE - ESTP
Extraverted sensing: In-the-moment problem solver, like John. Like when he first arrived in Ajiro early in the season, he was quickly planning with Omi how they could use the ship to their advantage (of course with Toranagaās more long-range based thinking, he had spies in Ajiro and already knew about the ship). Good physical awareness as well (when he wasnāt able to save that guy on the cliff, he knew when it was time to give up and was ready to kill himself), seems heās a skilled fighter (at least from the little scene we see where heās criticizing John for being unable to use a sword). For his torture/punishment, he likes the externally perceptible suffering of the person (likes to hear the screaming in real-time; vs say Mariko who is content with just internally knowing how much Buntaro suffers because she wonāt give him any emotional reactions). Even when he had to commit Seppuku, heās quick and decisive about it, and does it in his style (vs the other very symbolic versions we saw earlier in the show).
Introverted thinking: Focused on an individualized plan for his survival. For him, SeTi led to his quick tactical changes (Iāll back this guy, never mind this one. Hm, things not looking so good anymore let me figure out how to get back in the otherās good graces, etc.). With TiFe, his plans often included an element of charming/getting friendly with other people (Iāll convince them Iām an asset, Iāll offer this thing to this person to try and please them). Always trying to figure out how he can make it through all of the craziness, how to play both sides, not caring so much about long-term plans, or making people follow himāhe wants to live. He seemed like a genuinely curious person who wanted to understand things. He seemed to be developing some kind of internal system to rank different deaths, it was kind of like his own experiment (you could envision him keeping notes, writing the different deaths down, explaining the reasoning for the rankings). Frustrated when he doesnāt understand whatās going on/when things donāt make sense to himāwhy did Toranaga send you, Mariko? Whatās his plan? Why would you start a winter poem when itās spring? When is Crimson sky, and how will it work? He has a bit of a harder time than the Te users trying to effectively use his chess pieces (by the time he tries to give John to Ishido, John is pretty much irrelevant to Ishido).
Extraverted feeling: Based on some comments and review podcasts and videos I sawāa lot of people really like Yabushige; he was a popular character. People didnāt necessarily respect him, but they found him charming and funny. I think his Fe was part of that charm (when talking with either Ishido or Toranaga, he had a very laidback āweāre all on the same side; calm down, calm down, you can trust meā, kind of that smooth-talker energy; his interactions with Omi were much less formal and distant than Toranagaās interactions with his son. Yabushige made sure Omi was respectful, but there was more warmth between them). He was even pretty close with his main servant guy whereas none of Toranagaās more lowly servants are seen having frequent semi-casual (while still respectful) interactions. Toranaga had to kill him in the end but smiled at him tooāeven though Yabushige couldnāt be trusted and had betrayed Toranaga in many ways, there was still some measure of fondness Toranaga had for Yabushige. He didnāt think about or understand the emotional impact of things until they happened, and then his emotions caught him off guard. He was so shocked about Marikoās death, his role in causing her death, and his feelings about it that he has a mental breakdown at the end (seeing the fish, frantic on the ship back to Ajiro stopping his clothes off and talking about trying to escape to England). He wanted good social standing (liked it when the soldiers were cheering his name and got annoyed when they started cheering Toranagaās name instead; wants to be close to and feel privy to the plans of the most powerful figures). His sexual preference was also interesting--he was more of an observer, watching his servant and Kikuās enjoyment and feeding off of that was arousing for him. Kiku can quickly assess that thatās what might please him, but Yabushige himself almost seems surprised that heās into it (less aware of his inner emotional self than an Fi user). Finally, heās rarely alone. I know they all have servants and stuff but Toranaga or even John would have moments where they were just sitting/standing alone and reflecting. Yabushige usually had Omi or his servant or someone else close to him and would interact with them.
Introverted intuition: He sees through Toranaga in the end and comes to understand the true nature of a life like his vs a life like Toranagaās. He sees that Toranaga is power-hungry and just as vicious and focused on his own powesuccess/survival as much as anyone elseāitās just that Toranaga hides his intentions better. Yabushige also realizes he was one of Tornadoās chess pieces all along, that the leaders/the āgreat menā use the lives of those beneath them as tools to serve whatever greater purpose they want.
Didn't do the full, function-by-function thing for these, but here are a few more I thought about:
Toda Hirokatsu āBuntaroā ā ISTP
Yoshii Nagakado ā ESFP
Ochiba no Kata - INFJ
Gin ā ENFJ
2024.04.30 23:57 AkaLilly Am I really the Bridezilla?
According to my mother, I was a horrid Bridezilla that no one DARED cross. I know she was really just being the Momster-of-the-Bride, but I'll let you guys decide.
To start with, I was at a VERY well paying job at the time, so I had a lot of disposable income. My then boyfriend proposed exactly a year after we started dating under the light of the Super Moon, which made Nov. 14 a VERY special day for us. We didn't get married for a while, since it was cheaper for us to have him stay on his parent's insurance for as long as possible, and as it turned out, he would be kicked from their insurance at the end of Nov 2020, so starting in 2018, I start planning.
BF and I are introverted and want a small, quiet affair, and we only have a few details we are set on: I want a lace wedding dress with sleeves, I want my two sisters (7 and 5 at the time) to wear big princess gowns and crowns and be my flower girls, I wanted amazing food, and I wanted a hand-tying ceremony, and he wanted to wear a kilt and rick-roll everyone by editing the bridal March to only play for a few seconds before going into the rick-roll. We both agree on these as well as one more given: we'll be getting married on 11/14/20. So:
1)Lace dress with sleeves 2)Sisters as flower girls 3)Sisters in princess gowns and crowns 4)Amazing Food 5)Hand-tying 6)Kilts 7)Rick-Roll 8)Wedding date of 11/14/20
My mom on the other hand explains that our family will be expecting all of the following for the year leading up to the wedding, or else they won't send gifts:
1)Engagement Party (everyone) 2)Bridal Shower (everyone female) 3)Bachelor Part (Groomsmen) 4)Bachelorette Party (Bridesmaids) 5)Bridesmaids Luncheon (Bridesmaids and MoB) 6)Brunch with out of town family (my entire family who all live out of town, which is everyone, and his two uncles and their families who live out of town) 7)Rehearsal Dinner (Everyone) 8)Wedding (Everyone) 9)Cocktail Hour (Everyome 21+) 10)Reception (Everyone) 11)Morning after brunch (Close family of Bride and Groom, Bridesmaids, and Groomsmen)
Hand signed and addressed invitations, meals, and personalized thank you notes are expected for all of these.
Oh, and because a lot of my family members are teachers, so we can't have our wedding in November. It has to be June or July.
Fine, to prevent drama, we agree that we can get married at THE HEIGHT of bridal season to appease my family, since according to my mom:it doesn't matter what day you get married on; you can celebrate your anniversary on any day you want. Not a good feeling, but whatever. Fine. Summer wedding instead of Fall. And a lot of people that will be coming need to be inside and in the AC due to allergies, asthma, and other respiratory problems. I get it. I'm #1 on that list. I start looking around for locations and ask my mom and his mom for lists of family that we should invite, and we started making a list of our friends. 278 people before adding our friends to the list and not counting us or our immediate families. We live in Bum Frick Nowhere. The biggest venues can only accommodate 250 max, and that's using outdoor areas. There are NO catering companies that can accommodate a crowd that big.
We give the lists back to the moms, asking for them to pair things down, while we give up on any of our friends who aren't in the bridal party being able to attend.
His mom returns a list that was halved.
My mom chewed me out because the list of 178 people WAS her paired down list.
So we're down to just under the 250 threshold. My family would SIGNIFICANTLY outnumber his family. Not because there were fewer of them, but because my mom refuses to budge.
BF and I decide a morning wedding before the day gets hot, a little break in the afternoon, and then go out to his family's farm and have a huge hog roast for our reception.
Nope. Mom says my family wouldn't show up to such a hillbilly wedding. A hog roast would be fine for an engagement party though.
Fine. Hog roast and bonfire for the engagement party.
By this point, I've decided I want Peacock Colors for the wedding. I love the colors and they can be muted or bright, depending on the person wearing them.
I let my mom see my list of Bridesmaids/Maid of Honor. It was all of 4 people, all friends, and my wonderfully obnoxious and forgetful best friend, who I've known for over a decade and a half, as Maid of Honor. I know it'll make more work for me, but I don't care. I'd rather struggle with my friend than have anyone else standing beside me on the day. (She also promised to spill wine on my mom if she got out of hand.) The list won't do. I have this, that, and the other cousin who should be asked to stand up to my wedding, and this cousin should be my Maid of Honor. I refuse to budge on that. She gives in and tells me I should have a Matron of Honor as well, a married woman who helps the same way a Maid of Honor does, but with experience. Fine. It's a compromise.
I haven't sent our any invitations or made any reservations for anything because. I can't do so more than a year in advance. And the ones that can be booked already are.
I end up in an extended period of 4 on 1 off 12 hour night shifts. Lasts about 2 months, and when I come out of it, all of the event spaces are already booked. So no engagement party until the beginning of 2020, lining it up with spring break.
We then find out that the only locations available in the spring have wild raspberries growing on their grounds. I am DEATHLY allergic. If I even get close to them, my throat closes up. I've been warned a bee sting from a bee that pollinated a raspberry could kill me. We HAVE to move the engagement party to later in the year, which means moving the wedding to 2021 instead to accommodate the 6 week window the teachers in the family can come.
Toward the end of 2019, the first grumbling of a certain virus starting to go around.
Lock downs start happening, and BF and I make an executive decision: we will be getting married on 11/14/20, it will only be immediate family, and we'll broadcast it on Facebook for all of the rest of our family and friends.
My mom tries to argue against it, but after the first lock down, she concedes. She always thought we'd want a small, quiet wedding anyway, and she had no idea why we were planning to have so many big parties, when we're such low-key people.
I know my dad. He HATES to spend money on anything that doesn't do something for him, and he will bitch and moan about every penny he has to spend. I wanted 0 drams at my wedding, so I assured him beforehand all he would need to do is a) buy a tie to match the dress I buy for my mom and b) pay for pizza for the rehearsal dinner.
So, I make arrangements, and take my mom with me to pick out a dress. We go to about 4 different places, but nothing is right. I've shown the designer ballgown I want for my sisters, and she keeps insisting none of them would look right. I needed something MORE. My budget was high enough to purchase any dress in the store, but still, she would tell me how each dress made me look fat, like my boobs were about to pop out, look old, ect because lace and sleeves tend to be rather out of style at the time. Finally, we go to this TINY out of the way boutique. I find a beautiful ballgown with lace details and a long lace train that was removable. It was a bit too much to me, but I knew the seamstress could take out a few layers of petticoats and tone it down just a bit. We both cried. It looked like my great-grandmother's. I order it, as well as the dresses for my sisters, which the dress shop could order. My mom starts pulling Mother of the Bride, matronly dresses. She hates all of them and looks visible upset in every one of them, just as she had at every other shop. I told her to pick a dress she would wear again, since she cruises yearly, but she had so far insisted on a matronly dress. I finally pushed, grabbing a pretty bridesmaid dress for her to try on. She took longer than I did, going through more dresses, until at last she found the one she liked. It was a low-cut, teal ordeal with a very ornate rhinestone back and shoulder straps. She's in tears, saying it's the only dress she liked, but she didn't want to "out shine the bride" with how beautiful the back was and the short, sweep train (less than a foot). I assured her that nothing she wore would out shine a white lace ballgown with a monarch length train (about 12 feet), and I bought the dress from her, making arrangements for all 4 ordered dresses to be sent to my mom's preferred seamstress.
Knowing getting a 5 or 7 year old to wear a crown would come down to them wanting to wear one, so I bought 10 crowns and took them to my parent's house, letting the girls try all of them on and pick the one they like.
According to my mom: they can't wear crowns if you aren't wearing one! They'll outshine you. And why don't any of them match? (I'd picked 10 different crowns, all of the about the same size.)
So I order an ornate platinum and cubic zirconia crown. I didn't think I needed it, but with my mom, sometimes I just have to do things her way... sort of.
I pay for the tailoring of all 4 gowns and BF's kilt. I tried to buy my MIL's dress, but she beat me to it and refused to let me pay for anything.
Knowing my mom is perpetually late, I arranged for everyone, my parents, sisters, and brother (16), his parents and brother (18), and us to stay at the same boutique hotel where we would be having the wedding. It was a local wedding, no more than 20 min for anyone, but I wanted everyone to be able to sleep in as much as possible and still be on time.
The room I rented was HUGE. It was the penthouse suite with 2 big bedrooms, a full kitchen and dining area, a breakfast bar, and a sitting area with 2 couches and huge, floor to ceiling windows overlooking the bluff, beach, and lighthouse. It's beautiful. It's spacious. Takes up half the top floor. By my mom's insistance, we instead had to get ready in her suite. It was smaller, about a quarter of the size, but it "would be easier with the girls." She insisted the girls HAD to have their makeup done first, and put their dresses on as soon as possible. Their big, light colored, and unfortunately itchy dresses. Instead of letting them sit on the couch, she made them sit on the floor with their skirts laid out around them, and they weren't allowed to do anything but play on their tablets. MIL isn't very comfortable with makeup, so she only got lip gloss and mascara. I'd brought my own makeup kit with my own clean brushes. (I had the same make up box and several eye pallets as the artists.) I gave the artists free reign with the color pallet; they're the experts after all. No lashes. (I'm of the opinion that they look unnatural and weird.) I was given a nice, soft look with a bold eye. My mom got a full on night look, even paying the artist cash for lashes while I was getting my hair done and helping my sisters with getting their crowns on.
BF's Mom took all of the photos and video; BF's dad was handling the music (only one warned about the wedding March being different); BF's brother got ordained and presided over the ceremony. My brother had to stay home after sleeping in the same bed as his gf, who had COVID, because she missed me, and her quarantine was almost up. (Guess who got COVID) My dad walked my mom up the small aisle, helped get my sisters to go in on time, and walked me down the aisle.
We started 15 minutes late because my mom HAD to have wrist corsages for the moms. I'd asked her if she thought she would want one while I was making all of the arrangements (they were silk flowers I arranged myself), and she'd said no, and my MIL told me not to worry about it. So instead of having galaxy orchids and stargazer lilies, she had a last minute lily and carnation, homecoming kind of corsage, which she was unhappy about. She also insisted on ME taking photos of her pinning on my dad's corsage and him putting her corsage on her wrist.
We had a little oops, with the first take of the ceremony not actually being taped. The second take went well, broadcasted, and we shut everything down, cleaned up our stuff, and went to the foyer of the hotel to wait for the limo.
My mom complained about the girls being uncomfortable, and I told her they could change, and that she should grab snacks and drinks for the girls; it was a 45 min drive. Dinner was incredible. We were in our own room; we had custom menus which were the regular menu minus the prices. I told everyone to order whatever they wanted. Nothing was off limits, and that all of the dishes, minus the meats, were family style.
Everything went according to plan as far as I knew, save the streaming issue, the limo stalling once, and high centering once. Everyone is exhausted and happy. Then next morning everything is great, everyone goes home happy, and me and hubby go home to pack for honeymoon.
In the aftermath:
I gave photos to my mom; she was passed that his mom looks reserved and elegant; she looked like she was going to a prom.
The photos of the corsage pinning look like prom photos.
MY MOTHER hit on my HUSBAND'S FATHER in the elevator on the way down before dinner.
And I was a bridezilla because I wanted things my way, and wouldn't take any input on anything.
So, Reddit, was I a Bridezilla or was my mom just a Momster of the Bride?
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To start with, I was at a VERY well paying job at the time, so I had a lot of disposable income. My then boyfriend proposed exactly a year after we started dating under the light of the Super Moon, which made Nov. 14 a VERY special day for us. We didn't get married for a while, since it was cheaper for us to have him stay on his parent's insurance for as long as possible, and as it turned out, he would be kicked from their insurance at the end of Nov 2020, so starting in 2018, I start planning.
BF and I are introverted and want a small, quiet affair, and we only have a few details we are set on: I want a lace wedding dress with sleeves, I want my two sisters (7 and 5 at the time) to wear big princess gowns and crowns and be my flower girls, I wanted amazing food, and I wanted a hand-tying ceremony, and he wanted to wear a kilt and rick-roll everyone by editing the bridal March to only play for a few seconds before going into the rick-roll. We both agree on these as well as one more given: we'll be getting married on 11/14/20. So:
1)Lace dress with sleeves 2)Sisters as flower girls 3)Sisters in princess gowns and crowns 4)Amazing Food 5)Hand-tying 6)Kilts 7)Rick-Roll 8)Wedding date of 11/14/20
My mom on the other hand explains that our family will be expecting all of the following for the year leading up to the wedding, or else they won't send gifts:
1)Engagement Party (everyone) 2)Bridal Shower (everyone female) 3)Bachelor Part (Groomsmen) 4)Bachelorette Party (Bridesmaids) 5)Bridesmaids Luncheon (Bridesmaids and MoB) 6)Brunch with out of town family (my entire family who all live out of town, which is everyone, and his two uncles and their families who live out of town) 7)Rehearsal Dinner (Everyone) 8)Wedding (Everyone) 9)Cocktail Hour (Everyome 21+) 10)Reception (Everyone) 11)Morning after brunch (Close family of Bride and Groom, Bridesmaids, and Groomsmen)
Hand signed and addressed invitations, meals, and personalized thank you notes are expected for all of these.
Oh, and because a lot of my family members are teachers, so we can't have our wedding in November. It has to be June or July.
Fine, to prevent drama, we agree that we can get married at THE HEIGHT of bridal season to appease my family, since according to my mom:it doesn't matter what day you get married on; you can celebrate your anniversary on any day you want. Not a good feeling, but whatever. Fine. Summer wedding instead of Fall. And a lot of people that will be coming need to be inside and in the AC due to allergies, asthma, and other respiratory problems. I get it. I'm #1 on that list. I start looking around for locations and ask my mom and his mom for lists of family that we should invite, and we started making a list of our friends. 278 people before adding our friends to the list and not counting us or our immediate families. We live in Bum Frick Nowhere. The biggest venues can only accommodate 250 max, and that's using outdoor areas. There are NO catering companies that can accommodate a crowd that big.
We give the lists back to the moms, asking for them to pair things down, while we give up on any of our friends who aren't in the bridal party being able to attend.
His mom returns a list that was halved.
My mom chewed me out because the list of 178 people WAS her paired down list.
So we're down to just under the 250 threshold. My family would SIGNIFICANTLY outnumber his family. Not because there were fewer of them, but because my mom refuses to budge.
BF and I decide a morning wedding before the day gets hot, a little break in the afternoon, and then go out to his family's farm and have a huge hog roast for our reception.
Nope. Mom says my family wouldn't show up to such a hillbilly wedding. A hog roast would be fine for an engagement party though.
Fine. Hog roast and bonfire for the engagement party.
By this point, I've decided I want Peacock Colors for the wedding. I love the colors and they can be muted or bright, depending on the person wearing them.
I let my mom see my list of Bridesmaids/Maid of Honor. It was all of 4 people, all friends, and my wonderfully obnoxious and forgetful best friend, who I've known for over a decade and a half, as Maid of Honor. I know it'll make more work for me, but I don't care. I'd rather struggle with my friend than have anyone else standing beside me on the day. (She also promised to spill wine on my mom if she got out of hand.) The list won't do. I have this, that, and the other cousin who should be asked to stand up to my wedding, and this cousin should be my Maid of Honor. I refuse to budge on that. She gives in and tells me I should have a Matron of Honor as well, a married woman who helps the same way a Maid of Honor does, but with experience. Fine. It's a compromise.
I haven't sent our any invitations or made any reservations for anything because. I can't do so more than a year in advance. And the ones that can be booked already are.
I end up in an extended period of 4 on 1 off 12 hour night shifts. Lasts about 2 months, and when I come out of it, all of the event spaces are already booked. So no engagement party until the beginning of 2020, lining it up with spring break.
We then find out that the only locations available in the spring have wild raspberries growing on their grounds. I am DEATHLY allergic. If I even get close to them, my throat closes up. I've been warned a bee sting from a bee that pollinated a raspberry could kill me. We HAVE to move the engagement party to later in the year, which means moving the wedding to 2021 instead to accommodate the 6 week window the teachers in the family can come.
Toward the end of 2019, the first grumbling of a certain virus starting to go around.
Lock downs start happening, and BF and I make an executive decision: we will be getting married on 11/14/20, it will only be immediate family, and we'll broadcast it on Facebook for all of the rest of our family and friends.
My mom tries to argue against it, but after the first lock down, she concedes. She always thought we'd want a small, quiet wedding anyway, and she had no idea why we were planning to have so many big parties, when we're such low-key people.
I know my dad. He HATES to spend money on anything that doesn't do something for him, and he will bitch and moan about every penny he has to spend. I wanted 0 drams at my wedding, so I assured him beforehand all he would need to do is a) buy a tie to match the dress I buy for my mom and b) pay for pizza for the rehearsal dinner.
So, I make arrangements, and take my mom with me to pick out a dress. We go to about 4 different places, but nothing is right. I've shown the designer ballgown I want for my sisters, and she keeps insisting none of them would look right. I needed something MORE. My budget was high enough to purchase any dress in the store, but still, she would tell me how each dress made me look fat, like my boobs were about to pop out, look old, ect because lace and sleeves tend to be rather out of style at the time. Finally, we go to this TINY out of the way boutique. I find a beautiful ballgown with lace details and a long lace train that was removable. It was a bit too much to me, but I knew the seamstress could take out a few layers of petticoats and tone it down just a bit. We both cried. It looked like my great-grandmother's. I order it, as well as the dresses for my sisters, which the dress shop could order. My mom starts pulling Mother of the Bride, matronly dresses. She hates all of them and looks visible upset in every one of them, just as she had at every other shop. I told her to pick a dress she would wear again, since she cruises yearly, but she had so far insisted on a matronly dress. I finally pushed, grabbing a pretty bridesmaid dress for her to try on. She took longer than I did, going through more dresses, until at last she found the one she liked. It was a low-cut, teal ordeal with a very ornate rhinestone back and shoulder straps. She's in tears, saying it's the only dress she liked, but she didn't want to "out shine the bride" with how beautiful the back was and the short, sweep train (less than a foot). I assured her that nothing she wore would out shine a white lace ballgown with a monarch length train (about 12 feet), and I bought the dress from her, making arrangements for all 4 ordered dresses to be sent to my mom's preferred seamstress.
Knowing getting a 5 or 7 year old to wear a crown would come down to them wanting to wear one, so I bought 10 crowns and took them to my parent's house, letting the girls try all of them on and pick the one they like.
According to my mom: they can't wear crowns if you aren't wearing one! They'll outshine you. And why don't any of them match? (I'd picked 10 different crowns, all of the about the same size.)
So I order an ornate platinum and cubic zirconia crown. I didn't think I needed it, but with my mom, sometimes I just have to do things her way... sort of.
I pay for the tailoring of all 4 gowns and BF's kilt. I tried to buy my MIL's dress, but she beat me to it and refused to let me pay for anything.
Knowing my mom is perpetually late, I arranged for everyone, my parents, sisters, and brother (16), his parents and brother (18), and us to stay at the same boutique hotel where we would be having the wedding. It was a local wedding, no more than 20 min for anyone, but I wanted everyone to be able to sleep in as much as possible and still be on time.
The room I rented was HUGE. It was the penthouse suite with 2 big bedrooms, a full kitchen and dining area, a breakfast bar, and a sitting area with 2 couches and huge, floor to ceiling windows overlooking the bluff, beach, and lighthouse. It's beautiful. It's spacious. Takes up half the top floor. By my mom's insistance, we instead had to get ready in her suite. It was smaller, about a quarter of the size, but it "would be easier with the girls." She insisted the girls HAD to have their makeup done first, and put their dresses on as soon as possible. Their big, light colored, and unfortunately itchy dresses. Instead of letting them sit on the couch, she made them sit on the floor with their skirts laid out around them, and they weren't allowed to do anything but play on their tablets. MIL isn't very comfortable with makeup, so she only got lip gloss and mascara. I'd brought my own makeup kit with my own clean brushes. (I had the same make up box and several eye pallets as the artists.) I gave the artists free reign with the color pallet; they're the experts after all. No lashes. (I'm of the opinion that they look unnatural and weird.) I was given a nice, soft look with a bold eye. My mom got a full on night look, even paying the artist cash for lashes while I was getting my hair done and helping my sisters with getting their crowns on.
BF's Mom took all of the photos and video; BF's dad was handling the music (only one warned about the wedding March being different); BF's brother got ordained and presided over the ceremony. My brother had to stay home after sleeping in the same bed as his gf, who had COVID, because she missed me, and her quarantine was almost up. (Guess who got COVID) My dad walked my mom up the small aisle, helped get my sisters to go in on time, and walked me down the aisle.
We started 15 minutes late because my mom HAD to have wrist corsages for the moms. I'd asked her if she thought she would want one while I was making all of the arrangements (they were silk flowers I arranged myself), and she'd said no, and my MIL told me not to worry about it. So instead of having galaxy orchids and stargazer lilies, she had a last minute lily and carnation, homecoming kind of corsage, which she was unhappy about. She also insisted on ME taking photos of her pinning on my dad's corsage and him putting her corsage on her wrist.
We had a little oops, with the first take of the ceremony not actually being taped. The second take went well, broadcasted, and we shut everything down, cleaned up our stuff, and went to the foyer of the hotel to wait for the limo.
My mom complained about the girls being uncomfortable, and I told her they could change, and that she should grab snacks and drinks for the girls; it was a 45 min drive. Dinner was incredible. We were in our own room; we had custom menus which were the regular menu minus the prices. I told everyone to order whatever they wanted. Nothing was off limits, and that all of the dishes, minus the meats, were family style.
Everything went according to plan as far as I knew, save the streaming issue, the limo stalling once, and high centering once. Everyone is exhausted and happy. Then next morning everything is great, everyone goes home happy, and me and hubby go home to pack for honeymoon.
In the aftermath:
I gave photos to my mom; she was passed that his mom looks reserved and elegant; she looked like she was going to a prom.
The photos of the corsage pinning look like prom photos.
MY MOTHER hit on my HUSBAND'S FATHER in the elevator on the way down before dinner.
And I was a bridezilla because I wanted things my way, and wouldn't take any input on anything.
So, Reddit, was I a Bridezilla or was my mom just a Momster of the Bride?
2024.04.30 23:43 StableGenius81 Lost My Job Today in SaaS. Time For a New Industry?
Well guys, I knew the end was nigh and today was the day I received the axe.
Was hired 5 months ago as an SMB SaaS AE for a new veterinary software product at a bootstrapped startup. The founder is running out of money and can't afford me any longer.
The product, while created by a veterinarian, is not being well-recieved by prospective customers. Virtually all free trial customers decide not to sign up for a paid subscription after using it, despite the low monthly cost and lack of a contract. Veterinary corporations are building their own competing software as we speak.
Maybe it's good timing. I'm looking to move to the Midwest to be closer to my partner, and am open to living anywhere from Columbus, OH to Chicago to Milwaukee to Indy to St Louis to Kansas City. I hear the Midwest has some great sales opportunities for someone who is willing to step out of SaaS/tech.
I'd like to ask you good people, what are some industries that pay well out in the Midwest that a college dropout with 15 yrs B2B sales experience (mostly tech / SaaS) can transition into? I'm not expecting $300k OTE off the bat, , but a minimum of an obtainable $120k+ OTE would be great. If I can make even more, so much the better. Preferably with a stable, established company. I think I'm done with early startups lol.
Thanks!
EDIT: For clarity, I'm not interested in B2C / residential sales.
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Was hired 5 months ago as an SMB SaaS AE for a new veterinary software product at a bootstrapped startup. The founder is running out of money and can't afford me any longer.
The product, while created by a veterinarian, is not being well-recieved by prospective customers. Virtually all free trial customers decide not to sign up for a paid subscription after using it, despite the low monthly cost and lack of a contract. Veterinary corporations are building their own competing software as we speak.
Maybe it's good timing. I'm looking to move to the Midwest to be closer to my partner, and am open to living anywhere from Columbus, OH to Chicago to Milwaukee to Indy to St Louis to Kansas City. I hear the Midwest has some great sales opportunities for someone who is willing to step out of SaaS/tech.
I'd like to ask you good people, what are some industries that pay well out in the Midwest that a college dropout with 15 yrs B2B sales experience (mostly tech / SaaS) can transition into? I'm not expecting $300k OTE off the bat, , but a minimum of an obtainable $120k+ OTE would be great. If I can make even more, so much the better. Preferably with a stable, established company. I think I'm done with early startups lol.
Thanks!
EDIT: For clarity, I'm not interested in B2C / residential sales.
2024.04.30 23:28 BrownSugaxHoney Could I be the problem in this connection?
Ok so I (F26) been on and off with this guy(M30) for a little bit over a year. Iāve been through Alot of trauma in relationships during my early 20s so you can say I went in to this connection with a little bit of my guard up. At the beginning everything was fine, I liked spending time with him and I did feel like we connected somewhat on a deeper level. I met his dad and some of his friends which I felt like was a good sign. But then I started feeling like he wasnāt doing enough to make me feel like he was taking me seriously in any way because we werenāt going on dates and just was spending time at his place. Also he wasnāt really good at communication (we werenāt talking everyday) He then moved to a different city for a few months. At first we were still communicating but eventually we kinda just stopped talking. Fast forward a few months, heās moved back into my city. He has yet to ask me on a proper date but he has tried several times to see me at my place. Hereās the thing, I do care about him a lot but at times I donāt feel comfortable showing him that side of me because I canāt help but feel like heās playing games. Some important details I like to note is that he considers himself rich but heās made me aware that he no longer lives in his apartment and that he technically is homeless now. He doesnāt talk to me about the details so Iām really not sure why that is considering money isnāt an issue UNLESS heās fallen on hard times and isnāt being 100% transparent with me about that. Because I actually see him as a friend, apart of me wants to allow him to come over from time to time and I really want to be there for him BUT I know I keep pushing him away (ignoring his phone calls + ghosting him) because Iām scared of being played. Apart of me wants to just dead the whole situation and never speak to him again because heās shown some major red flags. But another part of me is wanting to get him to open up more to me about whatās going on so I can start trusting him again. Like outside of a romantic relationship, what I really want is a friendship with him. I guess I just feel guilty because he has voiced in a way that he feels like Iām not there for him. Any advice ?
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2024.04.30 23:23 xzairie Vet recs and/or avg cost of wellness/vaccs/dental cleanings?
I know this question has been asked a lot but who do yāall recommend for veterinary care? Iām looking primarily into Grant Creek, Animal Blessings, and Missoula Vet Clinic. My partner and I adopted a puppy (now about 1.5yr old) last August and are gearing up to find a vet for his first annual visit.
He has also started showing signs of buildup on his teeth and we are expecting they will recommend him for a cleaning. We have started brushing daily, water additives, and dental chews. We thought maybe he was a little young to start showing buildup, but by time in August he will be getting close to 2yr old.
Would love advice ranging from vet clinic recs, average cost of these services, and if you guys recommend pet insurance. Weāve been shopping policies and would prefer one that covers wellness and dental but word of mouth is always hit or miss on it seems every policy!
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He has also started showing signs of buildup on his teeth and we are expecting they will recommend him for a cleaning. We have started brushing daily, water additives, and dental chews. We thought maybe he was a little young to start showing buildup, but by time in August he will be getting close to 2yr old.
Would love advice ranging from vet clinic recs, average cost of these services, and if you guys recommend pet insurance. Weāve been shopping policies and would prefer one that covers wellness and dental but word of mouth is always hit or miss on it seems every policy!
2024.04.30 23:22 Specific-Okra-9386 I[18M] have a crush on [26F] but she only thinks of me as a younger brother is there a way to change this?
Hello I am a 18 year old male who just started adult hood after graduating high school last year.
I go to a church where everytime you hit a certain age or grade you get put into a different Bible study group and now that I'm 18 I got placed in the "young adult" group. There I met this wonderful girl who looked around my age and I instantly fell in love.
Turns out she was a 26 year old woman who had a job and a successful career. I befriended her and I'm good at making her laugh but that's it. There is no hint of any romance and nothing that suggests that she is attracted to me in any way. Compared to her I'm just a noob , a lvl 1 adult.
The only "green sign" that ever happened was when her friends mentioned about how they think that I am good looking and her nodding and agreeing to it. But other than that it's always just me being a random young guy in her life nothing more nothing less.
I try to take her off my mind and look at her as more or a mentofriend and not a crush but I soon found out that its really hard to change your perspective on someone.
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I go to a church where everytime you hit a certain age or grade you get put into a different Bible study group and now that I'm 18 I got placed in the "young adult" group. There I met this wonderful girl who looked around my age and I instantly fell in love.
Turns out she was a 26 year old woman who had a job and a successful career. I befriended her and I'm good at making her laugh but that's it. There is no hint of any romance and nothing that suggests that she is attracted to me in any way. Compared to her I'm just a noob , a lvl 1 adult.
The only "green sign" that ever happened was when her friends mentioned about how they think that I am good looking and her nodding and agreeing to it. But other than that it's always just me being a random young guy in her life nothing more nothing less.
I try to take her off my mind and look at her as more or a mentofriend and not a crush but I soon found out that its really hard to change your perspective on someone.
2024.04.30 23:14 SternOak78 Was I The Second Option/Rebound?
Me (21M) and my now ex-girlfriend (19F) recently broke up, and this feeling of me being her second option was definitely one of the many factors that contributed to it. I am curious to see what people other than my friend's circle think of this situation because I don't know if my expectations are probably just too high or something. Sorry but this is gonna be a long one because I want to provide all the context as to not seem biased by leaving out details.
We met at a mutual friend's (let's call him E) Bible study gathering in December of 2022. At first, we didn't really talk to each other but we slowly got to be close and flirty with each other. We eventually went on a date in April of 2023 and confessed our feelings for one another, and we hugged & held hands for the rest of the date. I kind of messed up because as we were about to part ways that night, I tried to kiss her in my car and she backed away. The next morning she sent a long text about how she's not the type of person to rush things physically and I admitted that in most of my dates things would escalate pretty quickly and I got used to that. She accepted my apology.
The next day I flew out to Europe for a 2 week long trip with my family and we texted a few times daily, giving each other updates on our lives and sending cute selfies or nice scenery. I did upset her again however during that time away because she overheard my mom over the phone teasing me by saying her name; she was upset because she felt that I was already rushing to tell my parents that I have a girlfriend when we weren't even at that stage yet. I definitely didn't do that; the only reason my mom knew her name and her romantic involvement with me was because my brother overheard one of our other calls while I was in the bathroom and started teasing me as well. I apologized for both of these incidents and she said she forgave me but I don't think she truly did; keep this in mind for the rest of the story.
I come back late night from Europe and she facetimes me the next morning saying how she's not sure if we should be talking anymore. I was devastated because she really seemed like a trustworthy, morally sound Christian woman (which is rare these days in the dating scene). I asked if we could meet up and talk about it, and she told me to come over to her place. The talk went great because she told me that she just didn't know me very much and just said what she said over the phone was a defense mechanism due to her trauma of being used by other guys (remember this for later). We went on a date to the mall and it went very well, we had a lot of fun. From then on, I hung out at her place a bunch over the next two weeks (nothing sexual though, I did respect her physical boundaries) because after that period she was going back to her hometown for the summer to grind out the good-paying job she had there and then come back. This was already planned before I even met her. In the last couple days before she left, we escalated to sensually making out, so I took it as a good sign of her attraction toward me. Definitely a good thing to have before going long distance for 3 months.
3 weeks into long distance I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she happily obliged. She even showed me screenshots announcing it to her friends and family. Things were going swell until she opened up to me about something a month and a half later that truly hurt me: she admitted to one of my close friends (let's call him J) that she liked him while I was away in Europe. I felt so betrayed because I thought I was the only guy she had feelings for when we went on our first date. I felt like a rebound because J turned her down and that's probably the reason she entertained me again when I came back (and why she seemed unsure at first about talking to me anymore from that morning I was back). I told her that it feels like she cheated, and she defended herself by saying that we weren't together yet at the time and it's okay for her to like two people at the same time; her saying this really made my heart sink because I definitely disagree with that. I then asked her to tell me the real reasons about why she was unsure about talking to me anymore after I got back from Europe, and a big reason she stated was because J warned her that I might be using her for her body. He definitely based this false assumption on the phase I had in the summer of 2022 chasing casual sex online (my suspicion which he did confirm, more on it in the next paragraph). I felt dirty for doing all that which was the whole reason I started going to Eās Bible study in the first place. Anyways, she felt that stacked with the two things I did that made her upset previously (things I didn't mean to do) and led to her feeling more comfortable talking to J in comparison. But she was adamant that they didn't have flirty conversations, just friendly ones, which I believe because J was already talking to another girl and his type is way different from hers.
Obviously I had to confront J after this to get his side of the story. E also happened to be in the room with us. J did admit that he spoke bad about me because he really disliked what I was doing during that 2022 summer. I was upset because I considered him a best friend and I thought he would back me up and wingman me, but in response he told me about how he was also concerned for my ex because she opened up to him as well about her trauma of being used, so he just saw it as looking out for her. I was mad at first, but the betrayal I felt from her confessing her feelings to another guy while talking to me overcame that anger so I forgave him. E then chimed in with something even more intriguing. E said that my ex told him at first she was going to confess to J, and he said it was a bad idea, but she did it anyway and it actually caused him to cut her off as a friend because of it. E wanted to tell me all about this earlier, but he saw how infatuated I was with my ex and he didn't want to get in the way of that. He also told others in our friends circle about our situation to get their opinion and all of them agreed that I was a second option for her.
After this whole revelation, my ex gave me space so I could think about whether I wanted to continue our relationship or not. I decided to continue with it because I still felt that someone with her traits was rare; I feel so stupid thinking back to that decision now. From that point on, we had an increased amount of arguments, and honestly my insecurity of feeling like the second option provoked/propagated most of them. Many more things happened that led to us breaking up eventually, but I'm specifically asking if you guys think I was a rebound or not because this was the root to our eventual downfall almost a year after officially getting together. I need clarity, so I will greatly appreciate your input. If you need more information to make your opinion feel free to ask me.
TL,DR: Became insecure and started feeling like the second option because now ex-girlfriend admitted to me that she confessed to one of my close friends that she liked him while we were in the talking stage, but he turned her down. It is one of the main reasons why we eventually broke up. Am I right to think this or is there really nothing wrong with admitting feelings to someone, second guessing that person, admitting feelings to someone else, getting turned down by that other person, and then going back to the other one? BTW my entire friend's circle thinks she was in the wrong but I need opinions from people with no inherent bias.
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We met at a mutual friend's (let's call him E) Bible study gathering in December of 2022. At first, we didn't really talk to each other but we slowly got to be close and flirty with each other. We eventually went on a date in April of 2023 and confessed our feelings for one another, and we hugged & held hands for the rest of the date. I kind of messed up because as we were about to part ways that night, I tried to kiss her in my car and she backed away. The next morning she sent a long text about how she's not the type of person to rush things physically and I admitted that in most of my dates things would escalate pretty quickly and I got used to that. She accepted my apology.
The next day I flew out to Europe for a 2 week long trip with my family and we texted a few times daily, giving each other updates on our lives and sending cute selfies or nice scenery. I did upset her again however during that time away because she overheard my mom over the phone teasing me by saying her name; she was upset because she felt that I was already rushing to tell my parents that I have a girlfriend when we weren't even at that stage yet. I definitely didn't do that; the only reason my mom knew her name and her romantic involvement with me was because my brother overheard one of our other calls while I was in the bathroom and started teasing me as well. I apologized for both of these incidents and she said she forgave me but I don't think she truly did; keep this in mind for the rest of the story.
I come back late night from Europe and she facetimes me the next morning saying how she's not sure if we should be talking anymore. I was devastated because she really seemed like a trustworthy, morally sound Christian woman (which is rare these days in the dating scene). I asked if we could meet up and talk about it, and she told me to come over to her place. The talk went great because she told me that she just didn't know me very much and just said what she said over the phone was a defense mechanism due to her trauma of being used by other guys (remember this for later). We went on a date to the mall and it went very well, we had a lot of fun. From then on, I hung out at her place a bunch over the next two weeks (nothing sexual though, I did respect her physical boundaries) because after that period she was going back to her hometown for the summer to grind out the good-paying job she had there and then come back. This was already planned before I even met her. In the last couple days before she left, we escalated to sensually making out, so I took it as a good sign of her attraction toward me. Definitely a good thing to have before going long distance for 3 months.
3 weeks into long distance I asked her to be my girlfriend, and she happily obliged. She even showed me screenshots announcing it to her friends and family. Things were going swell until she opened up to me about something a month and a half later that truly hurt me: she admitted to one of my close friends (let's call him J) that she liked him while I was away in Europe. I felt so betrayed because I thought I was the only guy she had feelings for when we went on our first date. I felt like a rebound because J turned her down and that's probably the reason she entertained me again when I came back (and why she seemed unsure at first about talking to me anymore from that morning I was back). I told her that it feels like she cheated, and she defended herself by saying that we weren't together yet at the time and it's okay for her to like two people at the same time; her saying this really made my heart sink because I definitely disagree with that. I then asked her to tell me the real reasons about why she was unsure about talking to me anymore after I got back from Europe, and a big reason she stated was because J warned her that I might be using her for her body. He definitely based this false assumption on the phase I had in the summer of 2022 chasing casual sex online (my suspicion which he did confirm, more on it in the next paragraph). I felt dirty for doing all that which was the whole reason I started going to Eās Bible study in the first place. Anyways, she felt that stacked with the two things I did that made her upset previously (things I didn't mean to do) and led to her feeling more comfortable talking to J in comparison. But she was adamant that they didn't have flirty conversations, just friendly ones, which I believe because J was already talking to another girl and his type is way different from hers.
Obviously I had to confront J after this to get his side of the story. E also happened to be in the room with us. J did admit that he spoke bad about me because he really disliked what I was doing during that 2022 summer. I was upset because I considered him a best friend and I thought he would back me up and wingman me, but in response he told me about how he was also concerned for my ex because she opened up to him as well about her trauma of being used, so he just saw it as looking out for her. I was mad at first, but the betrayal I felt from her confessing her feelings to another guy while talking to me overcame that anger so I forgave him. E then chimed in with something even more intriguing. E said that my ex told him at first she was going to confess to J, and he said it was a bad idea, but she did it anyway and it actually caused him to cut her off as a friend because of it. E wanted to tell me all about this earlier, but he saw how infatuated I was with my ex and he didn't want to get in the way of that. He also told others in our friends circle about our situation to get their opinion and all of them agreed that I was a second option for her.
After this whole revelation, my ex gave me space so I could think about whether I wanted to continue our relationship or not. I decided to continue with it because I still felt that someone with her traits was rare; I feel so stupid thinking back to that decision now. From that point on, we had an increased amount of arguments, and honestly my insecurity of feeling like the second option provoked/propagated most of them. Many more things happened that led to us breaking up eventually, but I'm specifically asking if you guys think I was a rebound or not because this was the root to our eventual downfall almost a year after officially getting together. I need clarity, so I will greatly appreciate your input. If you need more information to make your opinion feel free to ask me.
TL,DR: Became insecure and started feeling like the second option because now ex-girlfriend admitted to me that she confessed to one of my close friends that she liked him while we were in the talking stage, but he turned her down. It is one of the main reasons why we eventually broke up. Am I right to think this or is there really nothing wrong with admitting feelings to someone, second guessing that person, admitting feelings to someone else, getting turned down by that other person, and then going back to the other one? BTW my entire friend's circle thinks she was in the wrong but I need opinions from people with no inherent bias.