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2024.05.22 03:32 Jessica2277 Can bank employees access users' personal information?
I live in Toronto. My ex-boyfriend and I broke up last year. After that, although he tried to contact me several times, I didn't respond to him. Later, I moved and changed my phone number, and life has been quiet since then. Recently, I occasionally learned that my ex-boyfriend changed jobs and is currently working as a Risk Analyst in the investment banking division of a large bank in Canada. (The bank group is divided into commercial banking and investment banking).
Because during our relationship, I found that he sometimes abused his power for personal gain, coupled with his persistent attempts to contact me after the breakup. Coincidentally, I have a personal banking account in this bank, so I am worried that he might access my personal information from the bank's database and use it against me. Therefore, I would like to ask:
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Because during our relationship, I found that he sometimes abused his power for personal gain, coupled with his persistent attempts to contact me after the breakup. Coincidentally, I have a personal banking account in this bank, so I am worried that he might access my personal information from the bank's database and use it against me. Therefore, I would like to ask:
- Does his position as a Risk Analyst in the investment bank allow him to access personal accounts and user information from the commercial bank side?
- I heard from friends that the bank strictly manages personal information, and internal searching queries are recorded. So, if one day I can confirm that he has accessed my personal information, which department of the bank or government should I report him to?
2024.05.22 03:29 CursesAndBoons My Pets looked at me like I was Food.
I’ve always preferred animals over people. Doesn’t matter what kind. If someone were to ask me if I was a dog person or a cat person, I’d probably answer both. It’s just that animals don’t lie, they kind of just do everything at face value. Humans though, they lie all the time. They can seem like your best friend until the moment they betray you. Animals don’t do that though. They didn’t.
My first pet was a fish. Just your garden variety guppies that every parent gets their kids if they are looking for the special connection only pets can give but don’t want to put in too much effort. They were basic, but they were mine. I loved them from the moment I got them until they eventually had to be buried in the backyard. They would be the first in a long line of burials.
My obsession with pets didn’t really affect me until I moved out into my own house. Before that, my parents had limited the number of animals I could have. A single-family dog, a couple of guinea pigs, a bird. It was frustrating but I understood their perspective, not everyone can take care of as many things as I do. When I moved out of the house to attend veterinary school, I prioritized finding a place that allowed pets. It wasn’t easy, most landlords might’ve said they allowed pets but after a while, they eventually evicted me due to how many I took in. It was a couple of years of bouncing around rental properties without enough money to afford my own house before I found Liz.
Liz was maybe the only person who I enjoyed for company other than my parents. I might’ve even thought of her as a sort of grandma. I found her through the usual websites, advertising a one-bedroom house that was apparently pet-friendly. It was a nice property, big enough to host my needs and strangely within my price range. When I showed up for the tour, I hadn’t expected the old lady that greeted me. All the messages I had sent portrayed the idea of a young woman, but Liz was somewhere in her 80s. She never let her age hold her back though and she always told you what she thought. I think that’s why I liked her. When I let her know, I wasn’t your average pet-owner I thought she would deny my application, but all she said was that if I kept the house clean, it didn’t matter what kind of zoo I was running.
It didn’t take me long to make that statement come true. I had secured a steady stream of income a while ago to pursue my obsession so as soon as I moved in and paid the first and last months rent, I began my search for pets. My first was a local dog I had found at an adoption center, Newt. He was a small terrier breed who had been living on the street that I had been watching for a while. So, as soon as everything was settled, I adopted him. He was so cute. Next was a bird that a classmate of mine had been looking to part with, a macaw named Orville. My classmate knew about my peculiarities and had no trouble parting with Orville for a couple hundred dollars.
The pattern continued for a bit. I got some geckos, twelve snakes, two bunnies, a chinchilla, a parakeet, around seven cats, a guinea pig, three more dogs, a donkey, two pigs, and chickens that I kept in the backyard. Still, even with all my pets I loved them all equally. I resorted to buying a cheaper alternative to my usual pet food from a website online to stay within my budget. And I obviously kept my promises to Liz, working every night to clean the house and yard. It was manageable but still difficult, but it didn’t matter. I loved them, and they loved me, so I didn’t care about the cleaning. But then it started to go bad.
I think it started when my rabbits first gave birth. I swore they had been spayed but when I came home from work and the litter was hopping around my house, I thought I had simply made an error. Nevertheless, I adapted. I bought a bigger pen for the rabbits and had to clean a little more, but nothing major. Then it was my dogs. Six new puppies that I had to take care of in my already full house. Still, I couldn’t bear to give them away. I thought I had made another error and that they were my responsibility. So, I kept them. I had to sell my couch to make space for them, and the money from that helped with ordering some new food.
It was when I counted twelve extra snakes in one of my terrariums that I began to suspect my new pets weren’t merely me forgetting. It was the terrarium that housed a pair of my corn snakes, I had owned them for a long time and knew that they couldn’t reproduce. They were both male after all. But when I came home, there were twelve new corn snakes in the terrarium, all slithering on top of each other and roiling in a mass of scales. It also occurred to me that I had never seen any eggs, and for that matter, my previous pets had never been pregnant. It was impossible.
After housing my new snakes in a different terrarium, and sacrificing my dining room table’s surface for more storage space, things started to snowball. At the end of the week, the number of pets I owned had now quadrupled. Even pets that had previously been alone in their spaces now had seemingly reproduced miraculously. Every single inch of my house was now full of terrariums, cages, and kennels. With the small walkways I allocated for myself being layered in feces and shedding. I had even completely lost access to the upper floor of the house, where I had been previously storing the ever-growing horde of rats until I decided that just locking rooms was going to suffice.
It was at this point that the behaviour of my pets also started to change. With the sudden influx of pets, I no longer had enough money to feed all of them. My manager also fired me around this time. I had been staying late in hopes of getting more money, but my performance had been slacking. My hygiene also might’ve come into play. Whatever the case, I couldn't buy any more of the pet food, at least not enough to feed all of the animals I now housed. This didn’t seem to be too much of an issue for them though.
My house became a jungle, each pet hunting the other and reproducing to expand its own territory in the awful suburban wilderness that was previously my house. I even noticed that some of my pets were now eating their children, subsisting off the seemingly endless tide of new descendants. I also felt my pets’ eyes turning towards me. First was Newt, my first puppy. I had been sleeping next to him during this whole disaster, trying to calm myself with his presence. I awoke screaming after feeling him sink his teeth into my hand, trying to rip a piece out of it. In that moment of hesitation, not wanting to hurt Newt, he was successful. I felt two of my fingers tear off my right hand, then saw Newt swallow them whole. I tried to get out of my house but in my commotion, I tripped over a cage containing some cats that I didn’t remember getting. Still, they spared no time pouncing on my back and ripping at my skin. That’s how I lost my ear and gained the first of my scars on my back. I eventually got through the small passageways of my house, squeezing myself between my pets even as they bit and scratched at my flesh.
I ended up sleeping on a park bench that night. I didn’t have any money to afford a hotel room and no friends, let alone any that would let me couch surf. It wasn’t a great sleep though. I was startled awake by every passing bird or squirrel; I swore that they also wanted to take a piece of me.
It was a month before I went back to my house. I didn’t even want to go back. I wanted to leave it all behind me. But I had nothing, and I needed at least some form of ID if I wanted to get my life back together. It was dark when I finally arrived, the streetlights had broken, leaving it shrouded in darkness when compared to the other houses on the street. That wasn’t the only thing though. The grass was long and unkempt enough that I thought any number of snakes or mice could be hiding, waiting to snap at my ankles. The windows were dark as well, I don’t even want to think about what was slathered all over the inside.
The strangest thing of all was how quiet it was. Even when I noticed that the front door was slightly ajar, I didn’t hear a sound from inside the house but I could feel a hot air pushing out from the house. It almost felt like it's mouth. I slowly made my way through the hallways, feeling my way across the slick surfaces and having to position myself perfectly to fit through the toppled shelves and cages. I was crawling to where I thought I had left my phone and wallet when a sound cut through the silence. I was in what had previously been my living room when I heard the sound of tearing. Up ahead in my path, I noticed a darker shape in front of me, it was hunched over… something but I couldn’t exactly tell what. I strained my eyes forcing myself to see in the darkness.
It was another one of my dogs. One of the originals, I couldn’t remember her name. She looked different, ragged. She was missing pieces all over, her skin hanging off most of her body. I didn’t even know how it could be alive given its condition. It was what she stood over that made me scream though. It was what was left of Liz. There wasn’t a lot, it looked like most of her had been eaten by my animals. But I recognized her hair and the clothes that seemed too stylish for her. Before I could do anything else, the dog lunged at me, gnashing its remaining teeth at my face. I couldn’t move in the cramped space, with both of my arms pinned between the boxes. So, I headbutted it before it could get at me. Then I used my own teeth before I could even realize what I was doing. A part of my brain just went into its primal state. Fighting tooth and nail to keep myself alive. When I came too, I had won, notwithstanding the various chunks now missing from my face.
I kept pushing forward, deeper into my house. I tried to ignore that Liz’s remaining eye followed me as I crawled over her. It became hotter, as I kept squeezing through the narrow passages, with every cramped breath feeling wet as it entered my throat. When I finally entered what had been my bedroom, I could hardly breathe. The room was filthy, just filled with bones, fur, feathers, and whatever other leftovers remained that hadn’t been picked clean. I slithered my way towards the mattress where I could see my phone and wallet resting. I didn’t have a moment to celebrate as I triumphantly grasped my phone, as one of my rabbits scurried out of the pile of food bags and bones. Before I could react to the pain of it sinking its teeth in, I noticed the hundreds of eyes that were not watching me. Eyeing me as prey.
I remember the teeth and jumping out of the window before I went unconscious. When I awoke in the hospital it had been three days. A neighbour had called the police, and when they had entered the building animal control had to be called in. They questioned me about Liz’s death and why I had neglected so many pets, but I couldn’t provide them with any answers. Liz had gone to check up on the house when I hadn’t paid my rent only a couple of days before I went inside. I imagine I will be going to jail as soon as I am released from the hospital. Animal endangerment and manslaughter is my best guess. The nurses have been treating me for malnourishment, so it’ll only be a couple more days until I’m carted off somewhere. I was able to get access to my phone though and type this out. I just wanted people to understand what happened, and that I didn’t want to hurt my pets. That I loved them despite what you might hear.
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My first pet was a fish. Just your garden variety guppies that every parent gets their kids if they are looking for the special connection only pets can give but don’t want to put in too much effort. They were basic, but they were mine. I loved them from the moment I got them until they eventually had to be buried in the backyard. They would be the first in a long line of burials.
My obsession with pets didn’t really affect me until I moved out into my own house. Before that, my parents had limited the number of animals I could have. A single-family dog, a couple of guinea pigs, a bird. It was frustrating but I understood their perspective, not everyone can take care of as many things as I do. When I moved out of the house to attend veterinary school, I prioritized finding a place that allowed pets. It wasn’t easy, most landlords might’ve said they allowed pets but after a while, they eventually evicted me due to how many I took in. It was a couple of years of bouncing around rental properties without enough money to afford my own house before I found Liz.
Liz was maybe the only person who I enjoyed for company other than my parents. I might’ve even thought of her as a sort of grandma. I found her through the usual websites, advertising a one-bedroom house that was apparently pet-friendly. It was a nice property, big enough to host my needs and strangely within my price range. When I showed up for the tour, I hadn’t expected the old lady that greeted me. All the messages I had sent portrayed the idea of a young woman, but Liz was somewhere in her 80s. She never let her age hold her back though and she always told you what she thought. I think that’s why I liked her. When I let her know, I wasn’t your average pet-owner I thought she would deny my application, but all she said was that if I kept the house clean, it didn’t matter what kind of zoo I was running.
It didn’t take me long to make that statement come true. I had secured a steady stream of income a while ago to pursue my obsession so as soon as I moved in and paid the first and last months rent, I began my search for pets. My first was a local dog I had found at an adoption center, Newt. He was a small terrier breed who had been living on the street that I had been watching for a while. So, as soon as everything was settled, I adopted him. He was so cute. Next was a bird that a classmate of mine had been looking to part with, a macaw named Orville. My classmate knew about my peculiarities and had no trouble parting with Orville for a couple hundred dollars.
The pattern continued for a bit. I got some geckos, twelve snakes, two bunnies, a chinchilla, a parakeet, around seven cats, a guinea pig, three more dogs, a donkey, two pigs, and chickens that I kept in the backyard. Still, even with all my pets I loved them all equally. I resorted to buying a cheaper alternative to my usual pet food from a website online to stay within my budget. And I obviously kept my promises to Liz, working every night to clean the house and yard. It was manageable but still difficult, but it didn’t matter. I loved them, and they loved me, so I didn’t care about the cleaning. But then it started to go bad.
I think it started when my rabbits first gave birth. I swore they had been spayed but when I came home from work and the litter was hopping around my house, I thought I had simply made an error. Nevertheless, I adapted. I bought a bigger pen for the rabbits and had to clean a little more, but nothing major. Then it was my dogs. Six new puppies that I had to take care of in my already full house. Still, I couldn’t bear to give them away. I thought I had made another error and that they were my responsibility. So, I kept them. I had to sell my couch to make space for them, and the money from that helped with ordering some new food.
It was when I counted twelve extra snakes in one of my terrariums that I began to suspect my new pets weren’t merely me forgetting. It was the terrarium that housed a pair of my corn snakes, I had owned them for a long time and knew that they couldn’t reproduce. They were both male after all. But when I came home, there were twelve new corn snakes in the terrarium, all slithering on top of each other and roiling in a mass of scales. It also occurred to me that I had never seen any eggs, and for that matter, my previous pets had never been pregnant. It was impossible.
After housing my new snakes in a different terrarium, and sacrificing my dining room table’s surface for more storage space, things started to snowball. At the end of the week, the number of pets I owned had now quadrupled. Even pets that had previously been alone in their spaces now had seemingly reproduced miraculously. Every single inch of my house was now full of terrariums, cages, and kennels. With the small walkways I allocated for myself being layered in feces and shedding. I had even completely lost access to the upper floor of the house, where I had been previously storing the ever-growing horde of rats until I decided that just locking rooms was going to suffice.
It was at this point that the behaviour of my pets also started to change. With the sudden influx of pets, I no longer had enough money to feed all of them. My manager also fired me around this time. I had been staying late in hopes of getting more money, but my performance had been slacking. My hygiene also might’ve come into play. Whatever the case, I couldn't buy any more of the pet food, at least not enough to feed all of the animals I now housed. This didn’t seem to be too much of an issue for them though.
My house became a jungle, each pet hunting the other and reproducing to expand its own territory in the awful suburban wilderness that was previously my house. I even noticed that some of my pets were now eating their children, subsisting off the seemingly endless tide of new descendants. I also felt my pets’ eyes turning towards me. First was Newt, my first puppy. I had been sleeping next to him during this whole disaster, trying to calm myself with his presence. I awoke screaming after feeling him sink his teeth into my hand, trying to rip a piece out of it. In that moment of hesitation, not wanting to hurt Newt, he was successful. I felt two of my fingers tear off my right hand, then saw Newt swallow them whole. I tried to get out of my house but in my commotion, I tripped over a cage containing some cats that I didn’t remember getting. Still, they spared no time pouncing on my back and ripping at my skin. That’s how I lost my ear and gained the first of my scars on my back. I eventually got through the small passageways of my house, squeezing myself between my pets even as they bit and scratched at my flesh.
I ended up sleeping on a park bench that night. I didn’t have any money to afford a hotel room and no friends, let alone any that would let me couch surf. It wasn’t a great sleep though. I was startled awake by every passing bird or squirrel; I swore that they also wanted to take a piece of me.
It was a month before I went back to my house. I didn’t even want to go back. I wanted to leave it all behind me. But I had nothing, and I needed at least some form of ID if I wanted to get my life back together. It was dark when I finally arrived, the streetlights had broken, leaving it shrouded in darkness when compared to the other houses on the street. That wasn’t the only thing though. The grass was long and unkempt enough that I thought any number of snakes or mice could be hiding, waiting to snap at my ankles. The windows were dark as well, I don’t even want to think about what was slathered all over the inside.
The strangest thing of all was how quiet it was. Even when I noticed that the front door was slightly ajar, I didn’t hear a sound from inside the house but I could feel a hot air pushing out from the house. It almost felt like it's mouth. I slowly made my way through the hallways, feeling my way across the slick surfaces and having to position myself perfectly to fit through the toppled shelves and cages. I was crawling to where I thought I had left my phone and wallet when a sound cut through the silence. I was in what had previously been my living room when I heard the sound of tearing. Up ahead in my path, I noticed a darker shape in front of me, it was hunched over… something but I couldn’t exactly tell what. I strained my eyes forcing myself to see in the darkness.
It was another one of my dogs. One of the originals, I couldn’t remember her name. She looked different, ragged. She was missing pieces all over, her skin hanging off most of her body. I didn’t even know how it could be alive given its condition. It was what she stood over that made me scream though. It was what was left of Liz. There wasn’t a lot, it looked like most of her had been eaten by my animals. But I recognized her hair and the clothes that seemed too stylish for her. Before I could do anything else, the dog lunged at me, gnashing its remaining teeth at my face. I couldn’t move in the cramped space, with both of my arms pinned between the boxes. So, I headbutted it before it could get at me. Then I used my own teeth before I could even realize what I was doing. A part of my brain just went into its primal state. Fighting tooth and nail to keep myself alive. When I came too, I had won, notwithstanding the various chunks now missing from my face.
I kept pushing forward, deeper into my house. I tried to ignore that Liz’s remaining eye followed me as I crawled over her. It became hotter, as I kept squeezing through the narrow passages, with every cramped breath feeling wet as it entered my throat. When I finally entered what had been my bedroom, I could hardly breathe. The room was filthy, just filled with bones, fur, feathers, and whatever other leftovers remained that hadn’t been picked clean. I slithered my way towards the mattress where I could see my phone and wallet resting. I didn’t have a moment to celebrate as I triumphantly grasped my phone, as one of my rabbits scurried out of the pile of food bags and bones. Before I could react to the pain of it sinking its teeth in, I noticed the hundreds of eyes that were not watching me. Eyeing me as prey.
I remember the teeth and jumping out of the window before I went unconscious. When I awoke in the hospital it had been three days. A neighbour had called the police, and when they had entered the building animal control had to be called in. They questioned me about Liz’s death and why I had neglected so many pets, but I couldn’t provide them with any answers. Liz had gone to check up on the house when I hadn’t paid my rent only a couple of days before I went inside. I imagine I will be going to jail as soon as I am released from the hospital. Animal endangerment and manslaughter is my best guess. The nurses have been treating me for malnourishment, so it’ll only be a couple more days until I’m carted off somewhere. I was able to get access to my phone though and type this out. I just wanted people to understand what happened, and that I didn’t want to hurt my pets. That I loved them despite what you might hear.
2024.05.22 03:28 Wonderful_time_for69 Account got hacked… I’ve seen this before
My Ulta account got hacked, a “payment” and “address” was updated and then an order was placed. Used my rewards, I had $150. I got an order placed email. Gave me his name and address.
Contacted support and my points are going to come back and they “escalated” my issues.
One the order email I got his address and phone number. What should I do?
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Contacted support and my points are going to come back and they “escalated” my issues.
One the order email I got his address and phone number. What should I do?
2024.05.22 03:28 Luv_BUUUG Possible scammer or possible potential buyer?
 | I (19 F) and my significant other are selling our RV. I made a different post here about the RV in question, but I now know there’s nothing wrong with the paperwork/title of the RV. So that’s taken care of. I have 2 potential buyers, one that is interested and local but keeps beating around the bush when it comes to making plans for them to inspect the RV. So that’s a wait and see thing. Now the issue is, there’s a second buyer that reached out to me that is interested in buying for exact said amount, but he’s not local. I am highly skeptical because being 19 I’ve heard horror story after horror story about scammers and I have fairly good knowledge on how to detect them. But this guy seems partially legit. I am having a hard time believing and understanding though. So essentially he wants to buy the RV while he is out of town, as a gift for his dad. He is ready and willing to pay asking amount. But I have never done a sale online like this. I do know that it’s something you CAN do if selling vehicles, but I am not confident in my knowledge on how to do this without becoming wrapped up in something that isn’t good or having it backfire on me. I will attach a few messages from said guy and please let me know what you think. And if he is legit, how do I go about selling this RV remotely in a way that ensures my bank accounts/ finances are securely protected as well as not having it backfire on me? I appreciate anything you have to say any advice/encouragement/warnings etc, This is all happening right now and it’s time sensitive so thanks in advance for help💜 Edit: while writing this post I got another message saying he wants my number so we can call or whatever (haven’t opened the message just yet but he said more than that idk what tho) So he may be legit?? Lmk what you think submitted by Luv_BUUUG to RVLiving [link] [comments] |
2024.05.22 03:26 jouhatsu143 i’m trying to got into my old account but my old account removed my new account recently ?
so i’m trying to get into my old account from 7 years ago, i haven’t used it since 2019z i was friend with it and now i see it opened a message from me 7 months ago and removed me. the phone number linked to the account isn’t mine no more and it’s someone else’s. someone help
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2024.05.22 03:25 Available_Maximum985 Quickbooks payment scam.
Got this in my business phone voicemail.
Hi, this is Robert calling you from support for QuickBooks. This message is for the accounts payable. This call is in regards to annual service renewal, which was due for your cookbooks account. And the card we have on file didn't go through kindly reach us back to renew the services for your QuickBooks account. The number where you can reach us back with v88. -515-xxx. I repeat. It's 888-515-xxxx. When you call back, you can ask for Robert Miller. Thank you. You have a great day.
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Hi, this is Robert calling you from support for QuickBooks. This message is for the accounts payable. This call is in regards to annual service renewal, which was due for your cookbooks account. And the card we have on file didn't go through kindly reach us back to renew the services for your QuickBooks account. The number where you can reach us back with v88. -515-xxx. I repeat. It's 888-515-xxxx. When you call back, you can ask for Robert Miller. Thank you. You have a great day.
2024.05.22 03:24 Unusual-Regret-8681 Harassment
5 years ago I dated this dude.... he was married. I was young, drunk and dumb, I already know so you don't have to say how awful I am.
It was very short lived and we both left the state since.
Since then, I've been getting texts and messages from random numbers with his area code and fake names on Facebook. I never responded, but I did try to get him to stop by messaging his friends and showing them. I thought he'd be embarrassed enough to stop if they called him out. It sounds stupid, but I did care about this dude and he has 2 kids so I just didn't want it to blow up. I thought the embarrassment would be enough.
His wife got wind of it, he swore it wasnt him and they called the cops. We concluded there might be a middle man since he supposedly got the same kinda messages (whatever) and that was the end of that.
Well, today... I got an actual phone call from his number. I didn't answer, but I text him back "what do you want?"
Again, swore up and down it wasn't him, someone spoofed his number and threatened to press charges on ME for harassing him.
What do I do? If there really is a middle man, and it wasn't him then... I'm worried that it'll look like I've been harassing him from the moment I messaged his friends trying to get it to stop. Help.
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It was very short lived and we both left the state since.
Since then, I've been getting texts and messages from random numbers with his area code and fake names on Facebook. I never responded, but I did try to get him to stop by messaging his friends and showing them. I thought he'd be embarrassed enough to stop if they called him out. It sounds stupid, but I did care about this dude and he has 2 kids so I just didn't want it to blow up. I thought the embarrassment would be enough.
His wife got wind of it, he swore it wasnt him and they called the cops. We concluded there might be a middle man since he supposedly got the same kinda messages (whatever) and that was the end of that.
Well, today... I got an actual phone call from his number. I didn't answer, but I text him back "what do you want?"
Again, swore up and down it wasn't him, someone spoofed his number and threatened to press charges on ME for harassing him.
What do I do? If there really is a middle man, and it wasn't him then... I'm worried that it'll look like I've been harassing him from the moment I messaged his friends trying to get it to stop. Help.
2024.05.22 03:23 SometimesISigh Xfinity trying to send to collections
Earlier this year, I cancelled my xfinity mobile services. It took forever to get it cancelled because they gave me the run around but I finally cancelled. Paid the last bill and thought nothing of it. Well, Xfinity kept saying I was still using their services which I wasn’t. I still have the emails for payment and cancellation. I reported to the BBB when the collections company started spamming my phone. After a while of arguing with them, the collections stated on BBB that they would cease sending it to collections. Yay….but then Xfinity is still trying to say that the charges are valid. They are now saying I had another phone number on my bill, which I didn’t.
All I want to know is that, can Xfinity send the bill to another collections company if they already sold to the first one? Will another collections company come after me?
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All I want to know is that, can Xfinity send the bill to another collections company if they already sold to the first one? Will another collections company come after me?
2024.05.22 03:23 ALLPhoneNumber T-Mobile Customer Service : Phone Number, Hours, Chat, 1800 Numbers
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2024.05.22 03:22 ALLPhoneNumber Verizon Customer Service : Phone Number, Hours, Chat, 1800 Numbers
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2024.05.22 03:17 CraftyParsley643 AITAH getting mad at my best friend for not taking my side?
I 12 F had recently been having some problems with a girl who I haven’t been very close to, but still, we were sort of mutuals this all started a while ago when we were playing soccer at the field, she wouldn’t give the ball to me, even though I had asked several times kindly and a little bit mean I tapped on the shoulder to hopefully get her to turned around just for her to turn around and punch me after this, she went up to the office as I walked around, trying to act cool like I didn’t just get punched in the stomach after that, I had gotten called up to the office and we had had a big talk about how we can’t be doing that at school this continue to go on and we signed a contract to not talk to each other, after a while we sort of had gotten to be friends again and then only a few months after we just became friends. I found out my number got leaked to a bunch of strangers. I don’t even know a.k.a. the eighth graders. I do not know these girls or boys they don’t go to my school and this girl gave them my number randomly to hopefully do something bad to me a.k.a. prank me after a while I blocked their phone. Then only a couple months later I got a text from a random number. This is the same girl who was trying to prank me. She texted me on her friends phone saying that it was this girl who will call Sally ( aka the girl who punched me ) gave them money to prank me I figured out who this was in a matter of seconds it was this girl Ally, who sally always had been talking about her saying that was her girlfriend and I asked are you Sally’s girlfriend? She replied with no we are just friends, but I’m no longer friends with her. The next day school.. i came up to her and I said why did you give my phone number out to random people she ignored the question and my best friend started saying come on talk to her practically screaming at her mind you my best friend will take the world for me and do anything for me and so I’ve gotten used to that , she was so angry at Sally, and she was defending me in every single way possible, a couple days later we started to gain more problems, She was just acting strange practically taunting me. I try to tell her that I don’t feel comfortable being friends with her nor does my family. She understood this and she left after this we went to go play volleyball at the volleyball field we were playing and then she came up to me being her petty self. She told me that she’s did not feel comfortable with me being there and I have to go. I decided I’ll leave. I don’t wanna make a big scene, but after a few steps, I realized ,what was gonna happen, Nothing will happen even even if the principal gets mad at me I don’t care. I go back ready to play the game. She goes up and she runs and tells the principal I knew I was gonna get called up, but I didn’t care so I just walked up to the principal office filled out a note without even being asked to be up there. I was definitely the bigger person. after that I came down, I saw my best friend and Sally sitting together laughing and giggling my heart was absolutely broken. I couldn’t believe it. Why is my best friend choosing her over me, my best friend has talked bad about Sally so much she says that she hates her and that she just doesn’t like her in general and she’s a pick me if you know you know I was unbelievably sad and sick to my stomach I was just so sad and wondering why it’s so easy for her to cut off one of our closest friends, but it’s so hard for her to cut off a girl who has been bullying me since the day we first ever came to school the only reason why I’m so mad at this and hurt is because she would make me drop so many people in just one second and I know for a fact that it is not hard for her to so to anyone. She literally has dropped so many of our closest friends in one second even if they just kind of hit her on the shoulder just a tiny bit she will literally just yell at them and say that she doesn’t wanna be friends with them anymore for the smallest things leaking my number and punching me is not small?? I’m hurt .. but am i the ahole?
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2024.05.22 03:15 Reasonable_Gas_6423 Fanboys Marketplace Posting phone numbers of their customers?
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2024.05.22 03:12 Worried_Birthday5966 60M randomly asking to connect with 25F Daughter
A month ago my mother said “ your father called “ I responded okay with a laugh and left. Leaving me to wonder why he wants to talk to me after all these years. Last we spoke I was in middle school. I kid you not this man asked me “ do you want to marry daddy” I don’t remember my exact response only that after I got off the phone he was asking my mom “how are you raising her” implying I’m rude. Fast forward to this year after I get home from trying on wedding dress. My fiancé at the time stated my mother informed him my father was trying to contact me. I found this highly inappropriate because this was during a time that should of been about me.My mother asked me about it again and it made feel like I had to talk to him or something.
Finally talked to the dude and literally the worst decision. Should of listened to my gut. He came off like a creepy old man, he called me baby and referee to himself as daddy so many times I lost count. My husband doesn’t even call me baby that much. He starts the conversation off by asking “ why don’t you want to talk to daddy?”
He first called me when I was at work so I had to decline the call. After declining once he proceeded to call my phone back to back to the point I had to turn my phone completely off.
After that question I was already thrown off, then he states I’m his only daughter and he misses me. Mind you I know he has another daughter… he didn’t admit to it until I called it out. Idk why he would lie.
Then he proceeds to say he thought.. I was a white woman on Facebook and he’s been messaging her to the point where she responded and said “ I’m not your daughter”
This man thought him a black man, my mother a black woman made a white child…anyways he starts saying he wants to see me and if I want to see him. I literally said I already know what you look like and shut that conversation down.
Then he starts pressing me about why I don’t have Facebook… literally responded with “ I don’t use it because I don’t need it “ After he would say one thing, he proceeded to say “ daddy loves you baby “ Giving me the ick! I don’t even know this man.
The he basically ask me to file his paper work to come to America. Makes up a lie talking about some “ I’ll drive trucks to support myself “ then says I need to send my oldest sister money from time to time.…pathetic. I just ended up saying I have to go because wtf. Got off the phone and he sends
“ My love n my baby I thank God so much that we were able to talk pls let us keep communicating I love u n will always love u my baby I will keep praying 4 u in that state of conceivement Godis going to be with u till the time set by God bye 4 now love u.”
When I tell my mother all of this she says “ I think he was just excited to talk with you” He said he didn’t reach out for awhile because he didn’t have our number….
I told her exactly why I don’t want to speak with him. She then responds he’s your father you can’t do that. Literally I don’t care I’ve went 25 years just fine and now expecting a child of my own I can choose who is welcomed in my life.
This call made me feel traumatized at 25… like I’m dealing with a new trauma at 25! Im trying to figure out how to move on with my mental health after this. The call made feel like if this is really my biological father he’s perverted, may have touch me as a child and he has some type of mental impairment or on drugs.
TL;DR : father randomly wants to keep in contact after 25 years and comes off creepy, mother asked me again to speak with him and it’s disturbing my mental health.
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Finally talked to the dude and literally the worst decision. Should of listened to my gut. He came off like a creepy old man, he called me baby and referee to himself as daddy so many times I lost count. My husband doesn’t even call me baby that much. He starts the conversation off by asking “ why don’t you want to talk to daddy?”
He first called me when I was at work so I had to decline the call. After declining once he proceeded to call my phone back to back to the point I had to turn my phone completely off.
After that question I was already thrown off, then he states I’m his only daughter and he misses me. Mind you I know he has another daughter… he didn’t admit to it until I called it out. Idk why he would lie.
Then he proceeds to say he thought.. I was a white woman on Facebook and he’s been messaging her to the point where she responded and said “ I’m not your daughter”
This man thought him a black man, my mother a black woman made a white child…anyways he starts saying he wants to see me and if I want to see him. I literally said I already know what you look like and shut that conversation down.
Then he starts pressing me about why I don’t have Facebook… literally responded with “ I don’t use it because I don’t need it “ After he would say one thing, he proceeded to say “ daddy loves you baby “ Giving me the ick! I don’t even know this man.
The he basically ask me to file his paper work to come to America. Makes up a lie talking about some “ I’ll drive trucks to support myself “ then says I need to send my oldest sister money from time to time.…pathetic. I just ended up saying I have to go because wtf. Got off the phone and he sends
“ My love n my baby I thank God so much that we were able to talk pls let us keep communicating I love u n will always love u my baby I will keep praying 4 u in that state of conceivement Godis going to be with u till the time set by God bye 4 now love u.”
When I tell my mother all of this she says “ I think he was just excited to talk with you” He said he didn’t reach out for awhile because he didn’t have our number….
I told her exactly why I don’t want to speak with him. She then responds he’s your father you can’t do that. Literally I don’t care I’ve went 25 years just fine and now expecting a child of my own I can choose who is welcomed in my life.
This call made me feel traumatized at 25… like I’m dealing with a new trauma at 25! Im trying to figure out how to move on with my mental health after this. The call made feel like if this is really my biological father he’s perverted, may have touch me as a child and he has some type of mental impairment or on drugs.
TL;DR : father randomly wants to keep in contact after 25 years and comes off creepy, mother asked me again to speak with him and it’s disturbing my mental health.
2024.05.22 03:11 Western_Airline_8159 My (m21) boyfriend (m24) cheated me. What do I do? - Reddit told me to write a question even though I already know what to do.
So, this is my first time writing on reddit.
I (m21) found out my ex (m24) cheated on me. We have known each other since June last year, we met just a couple weeks after he broke up with his long-time boyfriend of 6 years. We live 1 and a half hours away from each other. I live in Brisbane; he lives in the countryside. So, every weekend we were always together. We started officially dating in September. I was only out at the time to my friends, not to my family, so getting into this relationship was a bit scary because he was out and proud. It’s funny because in the beginning he would try to accuse me of cheating, tell me he’s scared of me cheating, but I would’ve never done that. I loved him. Turns out, he was the one cheating.
In December last year, he told me to respond to an Instagram message for him. After I sent it, I saw a message he had sent this guy, A, he commented on his story, something flirty and it caught my eye. I confronted him about it. He admitted to being “lonely” and wanted to talk to him. Then he tells me he thought the guy was attractive. He was a friend of one of his co-workers. My ex only saw this guy once! Anyways, he would block this guy, then unblock him, then block him again, etc.
There have been times where I’ve had to confront him on a lot of stuff. For example, his ex. He told me his ex was blocked; he would never talk to him but that was all a lie. I would see notifications from his ex, he would tell me, his ex would create all these accounts just to get in contact with him, which that part was true but my problem was that he would never tell me but he never understood why that was a problem. When we went away for our six month anniversary last month, we wanted to watch Netflix but the Netflix on the hotel TV wasn't working so he told me to get his laptop and we'd watch "Is It Cake?" on there. His iMessage dings. He doesn't use iMessage. I see a text from a number and it was like "how dare you use my trauma against me" and "I just want to talk." His ex was always asking for money and would say "I need to talk it's important" and it wouldn't be important. He was always asking for money. I asked him why he didn't tell me he was still talking to his ex, he just told me "he wanted to see the kittens. I said to him if he wanted to buy one, he could see them but if he wasn't buying one, I don't want him near me" and he told me it was no big deal and that he loved me. Told me he deleted and blocked the number but I went through his blocked list, the number wasn't there but I didn't bring it up. I just moved on and wanted to enjoy our holiday. Then, when I was getting my tyres done, he told me about some random number calling him twice and he sent me a screenshot. In the screenshot it showed his call log, like, his calling history. Turns out he was on the phone to his ex, through Instagram the night before after we said "goodnight" to each other. He then said "oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. My ex called me last night about the kittens, again." and I was pissed because how do you forget to tell someone that. We ended up having a huge fight about it, he said he feels bad for his ex because he has no family and all this stuff. All these excuses. Again, I ended up forgiving him and moving on.
Fast forward to Monday, I recieved a friend request on Insta from the guy I confronted my ex about back in December, A, and I knew what was happening but I just deleted his request but then he kept on requesting to follow me. I told my ex about it and he told me not to worry about it. Then, yesterday on Tuesday, all day, I had this sick feeling in my stomach because I had a feeling something was going to happen. Then that night, I received a message from his old co-worker she said "I think you need to see this" and I responded with a question mark because nothing had come through but then the screenshots and screen recordings came through. My heart sank. He has been messaging A since December and messaged him again when he got back from my house after celebrating his birthday with me (I spent over $300 on his presents) and my family (my mum bought me a couple presents too) early because his birthday is on a Monday and I can't be there. (He stayed at mine, Thursday, Friday, and went home on Saturday). That Saturday, was my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary lunch, where my nanna said to my ex "you're apart of the family now", which made me happy but I loved him and I loved that my family loved him but that same Saturday, he went home and texted A. When I was looking at the screenshots of the texts and screen recordings, the screen recordings showed he was on Tinder. I was fucking mad. I called him immediately and said "what the fuck!" and I started reading out the texts he would send this guy on Instagram and on Snapchat. The other guy, A, didn't entertain him. He would just ignore him or just have small talk but it was just my boyfriend doing the flirting but what broke me was when A asked my ex "who's the J in your bio" and my ex said "that's my boyfriend. We're in an open relationship." I felt my heart break into a million pieces. He basically confirmed everything, said he was on Tinder and said he was on Grindr, and he said he was last on Grindr "two days ago" and yesterday, two days ago, was Sunday. I was at his house, he would've been on it when I left his. I felt so many different feelings all at once, I felt like I was going to burst. I then, just went over to my best friend's house but both A and my ex, told me they haven't had sex and my ex told me, that even though he was on Grindr and Tinder, he didn't sleep with anyone just talked to a couple guys and that's it.
I obviously broke up with him yesterday but we're stilling messaging each other. I even called him last night after I got back from my friend's house and we spoke more about the situation. I know still having contact with him isn't good for me but I still love him. Even though we only dated for six-almost seven months, I still love him. I think because this is my first relationship, I want to cling on this but at the same time, I know I deserve better. I haven't cried yet. I don't think I will tbh. He keeps saying how he's sorry and how he feels guilty and all I can think is then why do any of this in the first place? I told him last night, if you were feeling this way, talk to me, hell even break up with me. I remember in the beginning our relationship, I told him that he'd have to break up with me because I don't like the idea of me breaking up with someone but hey, I broke up with him. He told me he had made some "big mistakes" and I said "you made choices. Not mistakes. Calling it a mistake is trying to avoid that the idea has a consequence" then he said "if you want me to suffer than just don't ever get back with me" and I said "I don't want you to suffer but no, I don't see us getting back together. I love you and I've forgiven you for the past shady shit you've done and I can forgive you for this but I will never forget it." I just can't be with him knowing he did this. I had this feeling for months that he was doing stuff behind my back and now that's it all confirmed, it makes me feel good now that I don't have to constantly worry about what my boyfriend is doing. I would worry so much it was making me sick. He would tell me he loved me, he wanted to marry me, he bought me a promise ring, he told me he wanted kids with me, told me he wanted to do everything with me. He told me how sorry he was, how guilty he felt because he said I'm the sweetest, kindest, caring, funniest and most loving person he's ever met and he's going to miss me heaps but all I can think about is like if he did love me, if he did think of me like that, why would he do what he did.
This morning, we were talking some more and I told him that even that I hated what happened, that I was still thankful for the memories because before him, I wasn't doing anything. I was just working and going to uni. My life was pretty boring but thanks to him, I found this confidence and I got all this self-esteem but even though it's only been a day, I can feel my confidence and self-esteem going away. I told my family this morning, well, I told my youngest sister (15) last night because she saw how upset I was and she said "you want me to beat him up" and my other sister (17), I told her this morning and she just called him a cunt and told me I'm better off. My mum, she loved my boyfriend so she was a bit disappointed in him but I was happy when she didn't react, she just sat there and listened to me and told me "maybe you two will work things out" and I told her "no, I don't think I can" and she said "and that's fine." I wish I could talk to my dad but I'm not out to him because he's like crazy homophobic even though my sisters have told me he's asked them if my ex and I were dating lol and said he's ok with it and will love me but I don't know, I'm just still scared to tell him. Maybe one day. My cousin (26) though, I'm very close with her, she's pan, I came out to her two years ago when we went to spread our aunties ashes (weird I know but we went for a walk and it felt right) and she basically told me "I knew it!" apparently everyone knew I was gay before I even came out. I honestly felt like I hid it well but nope. The only person who had no idea was my mum lol but my cousin told me, how she has never seen me happier and was so shocked when I told her that we broke up and the reason why. She thought he was a good guy. We all thought that.
On my grandparents anniversary card, they've been married for 50 years, which I mentioned above and I wrote "I hope I get to experience your type of love one day" in a sense that my ex and I, would end up celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary, even more in the future but unfortunately we won't but I know I will someday. One day. I'm only 21. I know not all guys are bad but for the mean time, I'll just be focusing on my assignments for uni, work, and getting back into the gym. It's been a while but I'm currently sitting in the library at uni writing this listening to a mix of fun songs and sad songs by Raye, Adele, Beyoncé, Lemonade hits different now that I can relate to the songs except Freedom because I'm not black. Love the song though. I'm white as paper. Milk even. I've been listening to Kim Petras, Ethel Cain, Miss Britney, Ariana Grande, again true story, bye and We Can't be friends hit different now. Who else? Rihanna, Megan thee Stallion, Glorilla, Bia, miss Olivia Rodrigo and some Taytay even though I'm not a big fan of miss swift, her pen game is strong. Respect. I've also been listening to Dua Lipa, Ayesha Erotica, Black Veil Brides, Queen Nicki, Billie Eilish, Chase Atlantic, The Neighbourhood, Charlie XCX, Kylie Minogue, Tate McRae, Villain of the Story, Loreen (Tattoo is amazing!), Doja Cat, also my guilty pleasure song, "Jam" by miss Kim K. I love her. I love a boss bitch. I've been told my music is very confusing. One minute I'm listening to "treat me like a slut" then Yungblud plays.
Anyways, I know I'll be alright.
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I (m21) found out my ex (m24) cheated on me. We have known each other since June last year, we met just a couple weeks after he broke up with his long-time boyfriend of 6 years. We live 1 and a half hours away from each other. I live in Brisbane; he lives in the countryside. So, every weekend we were always together. We started officially dating in September. I was only out at the time to my friends, not to my family, so getting into this relationship was a bit scary because he was out and proud. It’s funny because in the beginning he would try to accuse me of cheating, tell me he’s scared of me cheating, but I would’ve never done that. I loved him. Turns out, he was the one cheating.
In December last year, he told me to respond to an Instagram message for him. After I sent it, I saw a message he had sent this guy, A, he commented on his story, something flirty and it caught my eye. I confronted him about it. He admitted to being “lonely” and wanted to talk to him. Then he tells me he thought the guy was attractive. He was a friend of one of his co-workers. My ex only saw this guy once! Anyways, he would block this guy, then unblock him, then block him again, etc.
There have been times where I’ve had to confront him on a lot of stuff. For example, his ex. He told me his ex was blocked; he would never talk to him but that was all a lie. I would see notifications from his ex, he would tell me, his ex would create all these accounts just to get in contact with him, which that part was true but my problem was that he would never tell me but he never understood why that was a problem. When we went away for our six month anniversary last month, we wanted to watch Netflix but the Netflix on the hotel TV wasn't working so he told me to get his laptop and we'd watch "Is It Cake?" on there. His iMessage dings. He doesn't use iMessage. I see a text from a number and it was like "how dare you use my trauma against me" and "I just want to talk." His ex was always asking for money and would say "I need to talk it's important" and it wouldn't be important. He was always asking for money. I asked him why he didn't tell me he was still talking to his ex, he just told me "he wanted to see the kittens. I said to him if he wanted to buy one, he could see them but if he wasn't buying one, I don't want him near me" and he told me it was no big deal and that he loved me. Told me he deleted and blocked the number but I went through his blocked list, the number wasn't there but I didn't bring it up. I just moved on and wanted to enjoy our holiday. Then, when I was getting my tyres done, he told me about some random number calling him twice and he sent me a screenshot. In the screenshot it showed his call log, like, his calling history. Turns out he was on the phone to his ex, through Instagram the night before after we said "goodnight" to each other. He then said "oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. My ex called me last night about the kittens, again." and I was pissed because how do you forget to tell someone that. We ended up having a huge fight about it, he said he feels bad for his ex because he has no family and all this stuff. All these excuses. Again, I ended up forgiving him and moving on.
Fast forward to Monday, I recieved a friend request on Insta from the guy I confronted my ex about back in December, A, and I knew what was happening but I just deleted his request but then he kept on requesting to follow me. I told my ex about it and he told me not to worry about it. Then, yesterday on Tuesday, all day, I had this sick feeling in my stomach because I had a feeling something was going to happen. Then that night, I received a message from his old co-worker she said "I think you need to see this" and I responded with a question mark because nothing had come through but then the screenshots and screen recordings came through. My heart sank. He has been messaging A since December and messaged him again when he got back from my house after celebrating his birthday with me (I spent over $300 on his presents) and my family (my mum bought me a couple presents too) early because his birthday is on a Monday and I can't be there. (He stayed at mine, Thursday, Friday, and went home on Saturday). That Saturday, was my grandparents 50th wedding anniversary lunch, where my nanna said to my ex "you're apart of the family now", which made me happy but I loved him and I loved that my family loved him but that same Saturday, he went home and texted A. When I was looking at the screenshots of the texts and screen recordings, the screen recordings showed he was on Tinder. I was fucking mad. I called him immediately and said "what the fuck!" and I started reading out the texts he would send this guy on Instagram and on Snapchat. The other guy, A, didn't entertain him. He would just ignore him or just have small talk but it was just my boyfriend doing the flirting but what broke me was when A asked my ex "who's the J in your bio" and my ex said "that's my boyfriend. We're in an open relationship." I felt my heart break into a million pieces. He basically confirmed everything, said he was on Tinder and said he was on Grindr, and he said he was last on Grindr "two days ago" and yesterday, two days ago, was Sunday. I was at his house, he would've been on it when I left his. I felt so many different feelings all at once, I felt like I was going to burst. I then, just went over to my best friend's house but both A and my ex, told me they haven't had sex and my ex told me, that even though he was on Grindr and Tinder, he didn't sleep with anyone just talked to a couple guys and that's it.
I obviously broke up with him yesterday but we're stilling messaging each other. I even called him last night after I got back from my friend's house and we spoke more about the situation. I know still having contact with him isn't good for me but I still love him. Even though we only dated for six-almost seven months, I still love him. I think because this is my first relationship, I want to cling on this but at the same time, I know I deserve better. I haven't cried yet. I don't think I will tbh. He keeps saying how he's sorry and how he feels guilty and all I can think is then why do any of this in the first place? I told him last night, if you were feeling this way, talk to me, hell even break up with me. I remember in the beginning our relationship, I told him that he'd have to break up with me because I don't like the idea of me breaking up with someone but hey, I broke up with him. He told me he had made some "big mistakes" and I said "you made choices. Not mistakes. Calling it a mistake is trying to avoid that the idea has a consequence" then he said "if you want me to suffer than just don't ever get back with me" and I said "I don't want you to suffer but no, I don't see us getting back together. I love you and I've forgiven you for the past shady shit you've done and I can forgive you for this but I will never forget it." I just can't be with him knowing he did this. I had this feeling for months that he was doing stuff behind my back and now that's it all confirmed, it makes me feel good now that I don't have to constantly worry about what my boyfriend is doing. I would worry so much it was making me sick. He would tell me he loved me, he wanted to marry me, he bought me a promise ring, he told me he wanted kids with me, told me he wanted to do everything with me. He told me how sorry he was, how guilty he felt because he said I'm the sweetest, kindest, caring, funniest and most loving person he's ever met and he's going to miss me heaps but all I can think about is like if he did love me, if he did think of me like that, why would he do what he did.
This morning, we were talking some more and I told him that even that I hated what happened, that I was still thankful for the memories because before him, I wasn't doing anything. I was just working and going to uni. My life was pretty boring but thanks to him, I found this confidence and I got all this self-esteem but even though it's only been a day, I can feel my confidence and self-esteem going away. I told my family this morning, well, I told my youngest sister (15) last night because she saw how upset I was and she said "you want me to beat him up" and my other sister (17), I told her this morning and she just called him a cunt and told me I'm better off. My mum, she loved my boyfriend so she was a bit disappointed in him but I was happy when she didn't react, she just sat there and listened to me and told me "maybe you two will work things out" and I told her "no, I don't think I can" and she said "and that's fine." I wish I could talk to my dad but I'm not out to him because he's like crazy homophobic even though my sisters have told me he's asked them if my ex and I were dating lol and said he's ok with it and will love me but I don't know, I'm just still scared to tell him. Maybe one day. My cousin (26) though, I'm very close with her, she's pan, I came out to her two years ago when we went to spread our aunties ashes (weird I know but we went for a walk and it felt right) and she basically told me "I knew it!" apparently everyone knew I was gay before I even came out. I honestly felt like I hid it well but nope. The only person who had no idea was my mum lol but my cousin told me, how she has never seen me happier and was so shocked when I told her that we broke up and the reason why. She thought he was a good guy. We all thought that.
On my grandparents anniversary card, they've been married for 50 years, which I mentioned above and I wrote "I hope I get to experience your type of love one day" in a sense that my ex and I, would end up celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary, even more in the future but unfortunately we won't but I know I will someday. One day. I'm only 21. I know not all guys are bad but for the mean time, I'll just be focusing on my assignments for uni, work, and getting back into the gym. It's been a while but I'm currently sitting in the library at uni writing this listening to a mix of fun songs and sad songs by Raye, Adele, Beyoncé, Lemonade hits different now that I can relate to the songs except Freedom because I'm not black. Love the song though. I'm white as paper. Milk even. I've been listening to Kim Petras, Ethel Cain, Miss Britney, Ariana Grande, again true story, bye and We Can't be friends hit different now. Who else? Rihanna, Megan thee Stallion, Glorilla, Bia, miss Olivia Rodrigo and some Taytay even though I'm not a big fan of miss swift, her pen game is strong. Respect. I've also been listening to Dua Lipa, Ayesha Erotica, Black Veil Brides, Queen Nicki, Billie Eilish, Chase Atlantic, The Neighbourhood, Charlie XCX, Kylie Minogue, Tate McRae, Villain of the Story, Loreen (Tattoo is amazing!), Doja Cat, also my guilty pleasure song, "Jam" by miss Kim K. I love her. I love a boss bitch. I've been told my music is very confusing. One minute I'm listening to "treat me like a slut" then Yungblud plays.
Anyways, I know I'll be alright.
2024.05.22 03:09 ConnectionNo7888 Term Life Insurance Situation?
So here is the situation: did some research on term life policies and Google suggested I contact ethos life insurance for a quick and easy quote, so I filled out the info online. Got a call back the next day from an ethos agent who said unless I removed the freeze on my credit they couldn’t get me an accurate quote. So I left it for the time being. About three weeks later, I was cold-called by an independent agent who said he got my info from ethos, who gave me his state license number. He checks out in the State license database as legit. Fast forward over a number of conversations via text and email and we’ve picked a plan and need to sit down today to fill out the application which he wants to do over the phone with esignature. He said I needed to bring my bank account info to this meeting. The vibes felt off for me about this, so I asked him to email me beforehand a digital copy of the application which he did. I noticed on it that there was an option to pay by credit card. In the meeting today, we went through the application which mirrored the one he had emailed me. But when it came time for the payment info, he said my credit card could only be used for the initial premium payment and he definitely still needed my routing and account number for my bank. This allFelt off to me, so I told him I had to run. But now I’m kind of freaking out because the guy has my SSN and a credit card number, and I’m feeling pretty foolish. About 5 hours after the phone call he sent me the following text: “Wasn't sure if giving me your banking info was an issue, im always skeptical myself. If it's better for you, we can do a zoom call and allow u to take over my computer. That way you could put the banking info in yourself and submit the app without having to give me the info. Just a thought I figured I'd run by you. Have a good evening!!”
My instinct is to ghost the dude and hope for the best while monitoring my credit card like a hawk. Not good that he has SSN, but I have credit freezes in place.
So my question for the hive mind is how bad is this? Does this seem normal?
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My instinct is to ghost the dude and hope for the best while monitoring my credit card like a hawk. Not good that he has SSN, but I have credit freezes in place.
So my question for the hive mind is how bad is this? Does this seem normal?
2024.05.22 03:08 nr922 Starting a moving business
My friend and I just graduated HS. We’re both 18. We have nothing better to do this summer so I figure we’d start a moving company. It’s great because I get to spend time with my friend and make more money (ideally) than I would at a regular part-time job.
The biggest concern I have with starting this is the truck. Neither of us own a truck and we’re both too young to rent one. We’ve both had our drivers licenses for a year and some. What are our options in this department?
Obtaining the money to buy things like the truck, boxes, tape, and gas won’t be a problem since I have some money saved.
Will it require more than two people to do moving jobs? I get moving furniture can be difficult but both me and my friend are extremely strong. Will it take a lot of time and multiple days for bigger houses?
I plan to put up posters around town and create a website. I’ll have a shared phone number and shared email. Collect payments with cash or PayPal.
This last question is not specific to moving companies. How much should I initially charge compared to the competition? Given that the competition in my area is large, established companies like UPS/UHaul. As far as I know we’re the only HS/college kids doing this. I know I should charge less, but how much less?
If you have a moving/junk removal company then I invite you to reach out to me, or comment down below
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The biggest concern I have with starting this is the truck. Neither of us own a truck and we’re both too young to rent one. We’ve both had our drivers licenses for a year and some. What are our options in this department?
Obtaining the money to buy things like the truck, boxes, tape, and gas won’t be a problem since I have some money saved.
Will it require more than two people to do moving jobs? I get moving furniture can be difficult but both me and my friend are extremely strong. Will it take a lot of time and multiple days for bigger houses?
I plan to put up posters around town and create a website. I’ll have a shared phone number and shared email. Collect payments with cash or PayPal.
This last question is not specific to moving companies. How much should I initially charge compared to the competition? Given that the competition in my area is large, established companies like UPS/UHaul. As far as I know we’re the only HS/college kids doing this. I know I should charge less, but how much less?
If you have a moving/junk removal company then I invite you to reach out to me, or comment down below
2024.05.22 03:06 Unusual-Regret-8681 Harassment
I need somebody's help or advice 😅
5 years ago I dated this dude, found out he was married.
I've been getting texts and messages from who I thought was him even after changing my phone number multiple times so I stupidly messaged his friends about it, asking them to get him to quit. I was trying to avoid getting his wife involved, even though I probably should have from the jump.
Well, he swore up and down it wasn't him so he and his wife decided to get law enforcement involved. Fine, maybe it'll stop.
We concluded that there might be a middle man and that was the end of the cops involvement.
Today though, I got a call from his phone number. I didn't answer, but text him "what do you want?"
Again, Swears up and down it wasn't him and that someone spoofed his number. Now he's threatening to press charges on ME for harassing him. His wife clearly doesn't believe it's him. I don't know if it's him or if it's actually a middle man.
What am I supposed to do? Will the harassment charges actually go somewhere?
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5 years ago I dated this dude, found out he was married.
I've been getting texts and messages from who I thought was him even after changing my phone number multiple times so I stupidly messaged his friends about it, asking them to get him to quit. I was trying to avoid getting his wife involved, even though I probably should have from the jump.
Well, he swore up and down it wasn't him so he and his wife decided to get law enforcement involved. Fine, maybe it'll stop.
We concluded that there might be a middle man and that was the end of the cops involvement.
Today though, I got a call from his phone number. I didn't answer, but text him "what do you want?"
Again, Swears up and down it wasn't him and that someone spoofed his number. Now he's threatening to press charges on ME for harassing him. His wife clearly doesn't believe it's him. I don't know if it's him or if it's actually a middle man.
What am I supposed to do? Will the harassment charges actually go somewhere?
2024.05.22 03:06 zlah31 In store activation
I bought a boost mobile phone on walmart website. I have tried to activate sim twice but it has failed. Online was no help. Called customer service 2nd time and still not activated. This is a new number phone. If I go into a store will they be able to activate it. It's a 45 minute drive so not ideal.
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2024.05.22 03:05 bruins_67 Business phone number: eSIM, WIX business line, or toll free number for sole proprietor?
I have a sole proprietorship business and I used WIX for the website. They offer a business line that connects through the app for $15CAD/month with unlimited calls and texts. I don't need too many features but I don't want my actual phone number to be visible to clients for privacy. I was thinking of buying a toll free plan but they charge $15/month (unsure if its USD or CAD) plus additional for minutes.
I just need the client experience to be professional and organized so what are your reccomendations? Should I go for the toll free number or just use the local numbers either from WIX or Virgin Mobile?? (still trying to find out how much the eSIM would cost me)
My services are all online and I offer in-person only for the people in my area. Toll free appears more professional than a local number but also might seem like they'll be on hold for a while or go through multiple "reps" to get their questions answered. A local number is great for those in my area or North America but then idk how that would translate to clients who aren't in North America.
Thoughts?
EDIT: SCRATCH WIX. Just saw that they don't support any international calls or texts. Need help deciding between toll-free or adding an eSIM.
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I just need the client experience to be professional and organized so what are your reccomendations? Should I go for the toll free number or just use the local numbers either from WIX or Virgin Mobile?? (still trying to find out how much the eSIM would cost me)
My services are all online and I offer in-person only for the people in my area. Toll free appears more professional than a local number but also might seem like they'll be on hold for a while or go through multiple "reps" to get their questions answered. A local number is great for those in my area or North America but then idk how that would translate to clients who aren't in North America.
Thoughts?
EDIT: SCRATCH WIX. Just saw that they don't support any international calls or texts. Need help deciding between toll-free or adding an eSIM.
2024.05.22 03:03 Sweet_Conclusion5211 Cancelled on client who started texting me & rebooked on TR
Client hired me for organization of a garage & playroom. The day of task my dog had a MCT rupture & we had to put her down. Client was messaging me during this saying things like "I hope there was an emergency, I'd hate to have to leave you a bad review". I responded as soon as I could, told him I was sorry, what had happened, etc. He responded "Will you still be able to come right now?" "My whole day was gone unused" to which I said "No, I just lost my dog". He replied and said "Ok see you Monday for sure?". I thought about it over the weekend & realized I didn't want to work for someone who was already threatening to leave me a bad review. I decided to trust my instincts and told him that due to the high temps I needed to cancel. I received a call today from an unknown number, then texts: 1st "Hi Miranda. I just saw your message. I still needed the play room organized. If you are able. I would have scheduled someone else as I took day to work from home today thinking you were coming. But totally understand. Let me know if you are able to come tomorrow for garage in morning it’s not bad it’s in high 6and low 70 I don’t think it would take too long." 2nd "Hi checking I if you’d be willing to help I’m open to paying same price as app so you get more". I have no idea how this person got my phone number but I have not replied. I just received a new request on TR from the same guy. I'm starting to feel like this is harassment. What would you do? Am I overreacting?
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2024.05.22 03:00 No_Temporary3103 I found out my boyfriend cheated on me with my sister
I (16y) found out my boyfriend (18y) was cheating on me with my younger sister (14y).
It all goes back to when I was in high school. My family is very strict around the subject we call “love”. My parents didn’t allow me to date, not until I graduated from high school.
However, being a teen, I was a bit of a rebel. After I met my now ex, I instantly fell in love with his charm and stupid grin.
I didn’t want my parents to know so I dated him in secret from my family of five, her older brother (who, surprisingly, got to date BEFORE graduation), herself, and her younger sister.
One day, when I went out with my boyfriend, he would start to act very weird. He would guilt trip me, saying I was hiding the truth from my parents and making up lies about where I was.
I was confused…
I told him that if my parents knew, we couldn’t date so why was he pressing me telling them? He gaslighted me, saying he cared more for his family than I did. It appeared he wanted to break up with me. Perhaps he did, being a cheap cheater.
Around mid April 4 years ago, my phone buzzed at around 5 pm, a text message from my boyfriend. He said he was going to be on a “long vacation” with his family in some far away place.
I asked him if I could see him before he left, but he immediately said I was always nagging him and how I was too desperate.
A week later, after we had barely spoken, I saw his location at my house. I was coming back from a summer slumber party, which I had told both my family and my boyfriend about. I thought it was super strange and I texted him.
A minute later, his location was turned off and he didn’t respond back.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my sister's room because my parents were out of town and my brother was running errands with his now fiancée.
My sister quickly opened the door and asked what was wrong. I asked if so and so had been here at the house.
My sister, looking very guilty, said she had not seen him.
My sister didn’t know it was my boyfriend, only that we were good friends. He had visited their house before and talked with my younger sister. I tried calling back, but he didn’t answer.
I texted one of his best friends, but NO RESPONSE.
Past forward a couple weeks later when my ex made a ENORMOUS mistake.
I was looking for popcorn for our movie night as a family, when my sister's phone rang. Being nosy, I looked to find it was a familiar number. I answered it to find out it was my boyfriend's voice. I immediately hung up.
I opened her phone ( it was too easy), and saw ALL their messages. He had been sending her selfies of himself and, he was also sending photos of himself at OUR DATES! The typical cheater type, saying he misses her and he wants to see her while he was on his “family vacation”.
I was heartbroken… he was my first boyfriend and I really did love him. But, I have no time for cheaters and, especially, no time for someone who cheats on my sister.
I don’t blame her, because she didn’t know he was my boyfriend. We can all be naive so, after watching the beautiful movie Pride and Prejudice, I took my sister aside and told her everything. We were both upset, but we both agreed to get our revenge.
I am grateful we both share petty minds.
My boyfriend had a very expensive Nintendo Switch in his bedroom that he basically lived on. ( which I gave him for his birthday)
He would cancel plans just to play on that thing (no offense to the gaming community). As my sister had him at our house while I said I was hanging out with my friends, but really I was his house.
The funniest part of it all was he left his room's window open and his Nintendo Switch right out for my grubby hands to take back. Probably going to give it to a more mature child.
Then, I took all the keyboard keys from his computer and hid them in random places, lost like his love for me.
Then I unplugged all of his appliances, even his air conditioner because he could be hot without me.
Then lastly I messed up his diet plan on the refrigerator door, listing all the calories he was supposed to have every day. If he can cheat on me and my sister, he can cheat on his diet.
I have to say, I love being petty. He tried calling me, but I blocked him.
Simple as that.
My sister said she was very sorry, saying they didn’t do anything. Our relationship is stronger and we now understand each other better.
Thanks to my ex, I have had a better life and I have graduated and found a perfect college, with an added boyfriend. Joke is on you.
I noticed on his social media that he hasn’t left home and he is still searching for a victim, which all girls have noticed because some reliable source warns them. My sister is finishing high school and hoping to become a therapist. Cheaters are never successful.
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It all goes back to when I was in high school. My family is very strict around the subject we call “love”. My parents didn’t allow me to date, not until I graduated from high school.
However, being a teen, I was a bit of a rebel. After I met my now ex, I instantly fell in love with his charm and stupid grin.
I didn’t want my parents to know so I dated him in secret from my family of five, her older brother (who, surprisingly, got to date BEFORE graduation), herself, and her younger sister.
One day, when I went out with my boyfriend, he would start to act very weird. He would guilt trip me, saying I was hiding the truth from my parents and making up lies about where I was.
I was confused…
I told him that if my parents knew, we couldn’t date so why was he pressing me telling them? He gaslighted me, saying he cared more for his family than I did. It appeared he wanted to break up with me. Perhaps he did, being a cheap cheater.
Around mid April 4 years ago, my phone buzzed at around 5 pm, a text message from my boyfriend. He said he was going to be on a “long vacation” with his family in some far away place.
I asked him if I could see him before he left, but he immediately said I was always nagging him and how I was too desperate.
A week later, after we had barely spoken, I saw his location at my house. I was coming back from a summer slumber party, which I had told both my family and my boyfriend about. I thought it was super strange and I texted him.
A minute later, his location was turned off and he didn’t respond back.
As soon as I got home, I went straight to my sister's room because my parents were out of town and my brother was running errands with his now fiancée.
My sister quickly opened the door and asked what was wrong. I asked if so and so had been here at the house.
My sister, looking very guilty, said she had not seen him.
My sister didn’t know it was my boyfriend, only that we were good friends. He had visited their house before and talked with my younger sister. I tried calling back, but he didn’t answer.
I texted one of his best friends, but NO RESPONSE.
Past forward a couple weeks later when my ex made a ENORMOUS mistake.
I was looking for popcorn for our movie night as a family, when my sister's phone rang. Being nosy, I looked to find it was a familiar number. I answered it to find out it was my boyfriend's voice. I immediately hung up.
I opened her phone ( it was too easy), and saw ALL their messages. He had been sending her selfies of himself and, he was also sending photos of himself at OUR DATES! The typical cheater type, saying he misses her and he wants to see her while he was on his “family vacation”.
I was heartbroken… he was my first boyfriend and I really did love him. But, I have no time for cheaters and, especially, no time for someone who cheats on my sister.
I don’t blame her, because she didn’t know he was my boyfriend. We can all be naive so, after watching the beautiful movie Pride and Prejudice, I took my sister aside and told her everything. We were both upset, but we both agreed to get our revenge.
I am grateful we both share petty minds.
My boyfriend had a very expensive Nintendo Switch in his bedroom that he basically lived on. ( which I gave him for his birthday)
He would cancel plans just to play on that thing (no offense to the gaming community). As my sister had him at our house while I said I was hanging out with my friends, but really I was his house.
The funniest part of it all was he left his room's window open and his Nintendo Switch right out for my grubby hands to take back. Probably going to give it to a more mature child.
Then, I took all the keyboard keys from his computer and hid them in random places, lost like his love for me.
Then I unplugged all of his appliances, even his air conditioner because he could be hot without me.
Then lastly I messed up his diet plan on the refrigerator door, listing all the calories he was supposed to have every day. If he can cheat on me and my sister, he can cheat on his diet.
I have to say, I love being petty. He tried calling me, but I blocked him.
Simple as that.
My sister said she was very sorry, saying they didn’t do anything. Our relationship is stronger and we now understand each other better.
Thanks to my ex, I have had a better life and I have graduated and found a perfect college, with an added boyfriend. Joke is on you.
I noticed on his social media that he hasn’t left home and he is still searching for a victim, which all girls have noticed because some reliable source warns them. My sister is finishing high school and hoping to become a therapist. Cheaters are never successful.
2024.05.22 02:56 Aintgoingnowhere97 Does a prepaid phone plan number work for Tinder reset?
I want a fresh start on tinder, my real number is banned and ive made a new account using google voice but basically it seems to be throttling my exposure because my likes on the first day just plateau at like 15 and get stuck there forever but it used to go much higher with my real number. Does one of those 15 dollar tracfone numbers with one month talk and text work for tinder reset? Because i used tinder on duckduckgo browser and used the Google voice number but it still made me do a puzzel verification to make sure i was human which leads me to suspect that it is still flagging my number. Will a burner number finally get me out of this tinder shadowban crap? I feel so hopeless, it's like i cant get out of this shadowban garbage. I have a short below average looking friend with 99+ likes on his profile using the free version, so like it's definitely something wrong with my elo score or throttle status. Because of those 15 likes that i got many of the girls are above average looking and cute with legitimate profiles. If you are matching with the hot girls and still being blocked from going over 15 likes then something is throttling your profile. I got 15 in 4 hours then it just stopped there for like 2 days. WTF
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