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2023.06.09 16:03 Thingstodo919 Things to do this weekend!

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2023.06.09 15:36 ltbr55 Ultimate Song Ranking Round 26 Results: Death Magnetic is now completely eliminated, Only 1 Song Post Black Album Makes the Top 20. Round 27 Voting Open (Songs #19-17). Vote for your WORST/LEAST Favorite Metallica Songs to be eliminated

Round 27 Voting Link: https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1FAIpQLSf827Zrn1U2ZjMltmPbj6mlGdyfCHRVyvCLM-ilnQBcEaWyWg/viewform?usp=sf_link
Email Sign In now required due to Ballot Stuffers. I am not collecting your email address, just your vote.
Round 26 Results
(20.) Wherever I May Roam (21.) All Nightmare Long (22.) The Day That Never Comes
Previous Rounds Results
(23.) The Call of Ktulu (24.) Seek and Destroy (25.) Frayed Ends of Sanity (26.) Leper Messiah (27.) Fight Fire with Fire (28.) King Nothing (29.) The Shortest Straw (30.) Until It Sleeps (31.) Fuel (32.) Moth Into Flame (33.) Bleeding Me (34.) Nothing Else Matters (35.) Enter Sandman (36.) The Outlaw Torn (37.) Whiplash (38.) Inamorata (39.) Eye of the Beholder (40.) No Leaf Clover (41.) To Live is to Die (42.) The God That Failed (43.) That Was Just Your Life (44.) 72 Seasons (45.) Halo On Fire (46.) Room of Mirrors (47.) The Thing That Should Not Be (48.) My Friend of Misery (49.) Trapped Under Ice (50.) Atlas, Rise! (51.) Hit the Lights (52.) Hardwired (53.) Shadows Follow (54.) The Memory Remains (55.) Unforgiven III (56.) Lux Aeterna (57.) Holier Than Thou (58.) Too Far Gone? (59.) Unforgiven II (60.) Judas Kiss (61.) Motorbreath (62.) No Remorse (63.) Chasing Light (64.) Dream No More (65.) Through The Never (66.) You Must Burn! (67.) Screaming Suicide (68.) The End of the Line (69.) Suicide and Redemption (70.) Phantom Lord (71.) My Apocalypse (72.) St. Anger (73.) Fixxxer (74.) Now That We’re Dead (75.) Frantic (76.) The Unnamed Feeling (77.) Of Wolf and Man (78.) Sleepwalk My Life Away (79.) Crown of Barbed Wire (80.) The Struggle Within (81.) Hero of the Day (82.) Broken, Beat and Scarred (83.) Cyanide (84.) Metal Militia (85.) If Darkness Had a Son (86.) Escape (87.) Aint My Bitch (88.) Lords of Summer (89.) I Disappear (90.) Rebel of Babylon (91.) Devil’s Dance (92.) Confusion (93.) Hate Train (94.) Here Comes Revenge (95.) Mama Said (96.) To Hell and Back (97.) Wasting My Hate (98.) Just a Bullet Away (99.) - Human (100.) Thorn Within (101.) Don’t Tread on Me (102.) Jump in the Fire (103.) Prince Charming (104.) Sweet Amber (105.) Carpe Diem Baby (106.) The House Jack Built (107.) 2x4 (108.) Better Than You (109.) ManUNkind (110.) Low Man's Lyric (111.) Where the Wild Things Are (112.) Some Kind of Monster (113.) Am I Savage? (114.) Murder One (115.) Bad Seed (116.) Cure (117.) Attitude (118.) Ronnie (119.) All Within My Hands (120.) Dirty Window (121.) My World (122.) Slither (123.) Shoot Me Again (124.) Poor Twisted Me (125.) Invisible Kid (126.) Purify
Vote for the next 3 songs to be eliminated in the link above. I flipped the order presentation since I felt it looked a little better.
We will pause the poll during the Metallica protest on Jun 12th and 13th and keep the poll going as normal once the sub reopens. For those of you that are protesting for longer, I commend you, and I apologize that you can’t participate in the last few rounds unless you want to DM me your email address and I will email the poll to you. To have this wrapped up by the 12th, I would have had to rush the final few rounds, and that would very much ruin the flow of the final rounds as they should be some of the most entertaining. I will be protesting reddit completely those 2 days, and hope some changes come!
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2023.06.09 14:30 Daasnav1 A Comprehensive Guide of Electrical Short Circuit Safety Tube in Noida

A Comprehensive Guide of Electrical Short Circuit Safety Tube in Noida
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Electrical Short Circuit Safety Tube
Noida, a thriving city in the National Capital Region (NCR) of India, is known for its rapid urbanization and technological advancements. With an increasing number of residential and commercial buildings, electrical safety has become a significant concern. In this article, we will explore the importance of electrical short circuit safety and provide practical tips to safeguard your home and workplace. With our expertise and commitment, we aim to create a safer environment for the residents of Noida.
Understanding Electrical Short Circuits: Electrical short circuits occur when a current flows through an unintended path, bypassing the normal electrical circuit. This can happen due to faulty wiring, damaged insulation, or improper use of electrical equipment. Short circuits pose a significant risk of electrical fires, electric shocks, and property damage. It is crucial to address this hazard proactively.
Regular Electrical Inspections and Maintenance: Daasnav recommends scheduling periodic electrical inspections conducted by certified professionals. These inspections identify potential risks, such as outdated wiring, loose connections, or overloaded circuits. Timely maintenance and repair work can prevent short circuits and ensure the safe functioning of your electrical system.
Quality Electrical Components: To mitigate the risk of short circuits, it is essential to use high-quality electrical components. Inferior or counterfeit products may have compromised insulation or faulty wiring, increasing the likelihood of short circuits. Daasnav recommends sourcing electrical components from reliable suppliers and ensuring they adhere to safety standards.
Proper Wiring and Circuit Protection: During construction or renovation projects, it is crucial to engage qualified electricians who follow proper wiring practices. This includes appropriate wire sizing, grounding, and insulation. Installing circuit breakers, residual current devices (RCDs), or arc fault circuit interrupters (AFCIs) adds an extra layer of protection against short circuits and electrical hazards.
Overload Prevention: Overloading electrical circuits is a common cause of short circuits. Avoid plugging too many appliances or devices into a single outlet or power strip. Distribute the load evenly across multiple outlets and use extension cords sparingly. If you frequently experience tripped circuit breakers or flickering lights, consult an electrician to assess and rectify the situation.
Education and Training: Daasnav Solution believes that awareness and education play a crucial role in electrical safety tube. We encourage residents, businesses, and educational institutions in Noida to conduct training programs on electrical safety. Empower individuals with knowledge about potential hazards, safe electrical practices, and emergency procedures. Together, we can prevent accidents and protect lives.
Emergency Preparedness: Even with preventive measures in place, emergencies can still occur. It is important to be prepared for such situations. Create an emergency plan that includes shutting off the power supply during a short circuit and having fire extinguishers readily accessible. Educate family members, employees, and colleagues about these procedures to ensure a swift and coordinated response.
At Daasnav, we are committed to promoting Electrical Short Circuit Safety Tube in Noida. By understanding the risks associated with electrical short circuits and implementing preventive measures, we can protect lives and property. Remember, electrical safety is a collective responsibility, and we encourage everyone to join us in creating a safer and more secure Noida. Stay informed, stay vigilant and together, and let’s build a future free from electrical hazards.
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2023.06.09 14:25 SpatialOmenz 2 VIRTUAL and in-person job fairs in June

JUNE 14 - FORT GREGG-ADAMS
IN-PERSON - 10AM-2PM
Fort Gregg-Adams Club
Building 9009, Battle Drive via Gregg Avenue
JOB SEEKERS - REGISTER
VIRTUAL - 11AM-2PM
Virtual JOB SEEKERS: Registration
Partial listing of exhibitors includes - Transition Assistance Program-Fort Gregg-Adams, Bedford County Sheriff’s Office, BillGodenJobs.com/Intelligence Careers, City of Richmond Emergency Management, Cranemasters, Henrico County Fire Department, National Highway Traffic Safety Administration, Naval Supply Systems Command (NAVSUP), Prince William-Manassas Regional ADC, Resource Management Concepts VIRTUAL, The Institute for Advanced Learning and Research, Virginia Army National Guard, Virginia Employment Commission (Tri-Cities), Walmart, Virginia Department of Transportation, PLUS more pending.
Continue to visit the website for NEW company updates.
If you do not have a CAC card, you must visit the Visitor Control Center Building (Dukes Building, 500 Gregg Ave., Bldg 5228, Zip 23801) to request a day pass.)
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JUNE 29 - DAHLGREN (KING GEORGE)
IN-PERSON - 3PM-7PM
UMW-Dahlgren Campus
4224 University Drive (next to Wal-mart)
Located minutes from Dahlgren Naval Base, 10 min. Southern MD, 30 min. Fredericksburg, 1 hr. Richmond, 1+ hr. D.C.
JOB SEEKERS - REGISTER
VIRTUAL - 4PM-7PM
Virtual JOB SEEKERS: Registration
Partial listing of exhibitors includes - Amentum …Baltimore City Police … BCI (Basic Commerce and Industries) VIRTUAL… BillGoldenJobs.com / Intelligence Careers .. Chesterfield Fire Recruitment… Maryland Department of Labor Veterans Program … JobZone … Joint Warfare Analysis Center (JWAC) ... Kitty Hawk Technologies … Prince William-Manassas Regional ADC … Resource Management Concepts (RMC) … Re$ume Xpert VIRTUAL … SimVentions … Spalding Consulting …Tekla Research … The Institute for Applied Learning and Research … Virginia Army National Guard … PLUS more pending.
Continue to visit the website for NEW company updates.
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2023.06.09 14:06 tedsvintagemaps Monroe County, New York 1887 Map

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2023.06.09 14:02 tedsvintagemaps ✨🗺️ Monroe County, New York 1887 Land Ownership Map • Old Map of the Day: June 8, 2023

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2023.06.09 13:53 HideoSpartan Solid Snake Vs Assassin/Infiltrator Gauntlet

So I’m curious after having a debate with some colleagues about how far snake could go if he was pitted against some of the top assassins in a fight.
Fight includes all of solid snakes feats so I’m including Twin Snakes as well. I find it an interesting debate as a lot of characters are shown to be bullet timers but iirc snake only dodged the tank shell in Twin Snakes?
Other than that the only thing concerning is snake doing CQC with Grey Fox who held up Rex - however we have no idea of Fox was able to function fully with the clouded head or pulling punches in hopes of defeat.
Add to this that whilst Snake fought Fortune it never explicitly shows you Snake dodging her railgun fire.
To make it interesting I’m doing two rounds:
Round 1 is a tactical training room, think shoothouse from CoD or a small paintball arena.
Each time snake defeats an enemy the next one enters.
For the first round Snake has Octocamo, Solid Eye - Knife only
Round 1: Solid Snake Vs Ezio Auditore hidden blade and dagger only
Round 2: Solid Snake Vs John Wick - Wick has a katana and a knife
Round 3: Solid Snake Vs Sam Fisher - Sam has his goggles and a knife
Round 4: Solid Snake Vs Agent 47 - 47 has a garrotte wire and knife
Second battle;
Solid snake has Octocamo, Stealth Camouflage device, FAMAS, USP, Knife
Rounds will be the same except each challenger gets their kit.
Bonus round in case this is considered spite - Solid Snake with R2 kit Vs Captain America MCU
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2023.06.09 13:30 readingrachelx Housewife highlights/Daily shit talk - June 9th, 2023

ORANGE COUNTY
ATLANTA
BEVERLY HILLS
BRAVO
Links to this week's episode discussion posts:
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2023.06.09 13:29 Lastchance92 The Devils poison

The sun began to set on the small Scottish island, casting a warm orange glow across the quaint village. As the residents finished their meals and the last few visitors trickled out of the local pub, a man named Ewan slipped into the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to make his move. Ewan, a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard and unkempt hair, was an alcoholic. He was known by many on the island for his frequent drunken antics and had been kicked out of the pub more times than he could count. Despite several attempts to quit drinking, Ewan was powerless to resist the allure of alcohol. As the last of the pub's patrons made their way out the door and the owner began to close up, Ewan seized his opportunity. He snuck into the now-empty pub through a back door, hiding behind a large wooden barrel in a corner. He held his breath, praying he wouldn't be discovered as the owner locked up and left for the night. Once he was sure the coast was clear, Ewan emerged from his hiding spot and surveyed the room, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He licked his lips as he approached the rows of bottles behind the bar, the promise of a long night of uninterrupted drinking weighing heavily on his mind. However, as Ewan began to move across the pub, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about the pub. The warm, lively atmosphere he was accustomed to had been replaced Ewan looked around as he approached the bar and wondered to himself. Why do pubs always limit themselves to the same decor? The harsh shades of red. The black and white photos of people long dead and oil paintings which seem to have been painted to fade into the background. Ewan had both drank and been barred from every pub on the island now and has seen little to no variety in interiors. "I guess it is to make it feel homely and familiar. Our brains associate familiarity with safety and people who feel safe are likely to drink more." while still feeling unsettled moving across the bar. The feeling of unease wasn't going to stop him from drinking as much as he can physically take before sneaking out leaving the landlord none the wiser. Until a stock take shows some discrepancies that he will probably put down to spillages or his carelessness with bookkeeping. Then he thought "No I will drink as much as I want and top the bottles up with water" Ewan's eyes grazed over the selection of choices on the Optic. Grouse being his usual preferred choice when he wants to spoil himself on the rare occasions he has money to burn, Bells being his usual go-to poison as the price and alcohol content measure up quite nicely but tonight he was going to drink like a king. He grabbed the bottle of Redbreast and carefully unscrewed it from the optic and began to greedily chug straight from the bottle. He walked drunkenly from behind the bar to a stool he sat down and for no reason held the bottle to the sky and said "cheers" at that moment the jukebox began to blast out at an incredibly loud volume "You're mine" by Ritchie Valens. "FUCK!" Screamed Ewan as he put down his bottle and hurried over to the jukebox. The light emitted from which was now making the shadowy areas seem darker by contrast. He scrambled to the floor feeling for a plug socket behind it to unplug the thing. The sound up close was almost deafening. After feeling along the wall to no success he quickly pulled at it to come forward so he could get behind it to where the plug must be and sure enough it was there. He yanked it out of the wall with a hard jerk and the record began to slow "yourrr minee forrrr eternityyyyyy....." and then silence. Ewan let out a sigh of relief. "Thing must be connected to some sort of sensor" Ewan walked to the window, crouched down in case anyone was looking in to see what the noise was. He looked to see if anyone in the opposite building heard the commotion. He looked and the only building on the other side of the road facing the pub was a thatched-roof cottage. Dimly lit by street light, with a sign above the door that read "Alf's funeral home" "Well Alf. I'm sorry if I woke up any of your clients" slurred Ewan while chuckling to himself. He reached for the bottle on the bar while turning and no bottle. He retraced his steps from the bar to the jukebox to the window and back to the bar but the
bottle was nowhere to be seen. Then he looked up at the Optics. There he saw it. The fine redbreast whiskey. He staggered over to it. Holding the bar for balance. There it was and seemingly untouched. He must have drank near on a quarter of the bottle but there it is. Almost full and back where it was. "I must have tipped it up with water after drinking and put it back. This isn't the first time I've lost chunks of time from drinking and it won't be the last" mumbled Ewan allowed as an attempt to reassure himself. Putting his feeling of unease down to the nerves of being caught along with the dull twinge of guilt he feels for stealing Ewan decided to look for cheaper alternatives for his next binge. He finally settled on a bottle of Jack. Only total pussies who want to pretend they like whisky because they think it gives them an edge drink Jack Daniels. The faggots that drink it non ironically will never notice it is watered down. Ewan grabbed a glass this time deciding to drink measured amounts. Aware that loss of time while drinking is usually followed by passing out entirely. Ewan sat hunched over on a rickety wooden stool, the creaking of the floorboards beneath him barely audible over the deafening silence that enveloped the empty pub. The musty smell of stale beer and old wood filled his nostrils as he took another swig from the glass of his Jack Daniels, a bitter taste lingering on his tongue. “Piss water,” he thought to himself. The room was dark, though his eyes had now adjusted enough to fully take in his surroundings. The old faces in frames on the wall. A photo on the wall to his left was of a party being held in this very pub. Looking to be in the 1910s judging from the fashion. Amongst the 20 or so people in the image, one woman stood out in the dead center. Her long hair was down, a contrast from the other ladies in the photos sporting the traditional Pompadour style of the time. She was smiling while looking off to the side. Seemingly unaware that she was to be the star of the photograph. Above the photo on a shelf made from taxidermy antlers sat an antique hunting rifle. The light from the street lamp reflected off the mettle barrel casting eerie shadows across the rows of dusty liquor bottles. Ewan thought about how many parties would have taken place here over hundreds of years this pub had been open. The idea of drinking for any kind of pleasure had become such an alien concept to him now. Drinking for Ewan wasn't a way to unwind or relax or even in his mind feed an addiction. Not anymore anyway. Now he finds himself desperate for a drink to quell the demons that haunted his every waking moment. As the alcohol began to take hold of him again, the memory he had been trying so hard to suppress clawed its way back to the forefront of his mind. It was a memory that he could never escape, a weight that anchored him to the ocean floor of despair. It had been over six years since the accident. The night had started like any other: dinner with friends, laughter, and, of course, alcohol. It was supposed to be a celebration of Ewan and Isla, his wife's fifth wedding anniversary. But as the night wore on and the glasses piled up, so too did the tension between them. “We need to get a taxi.” Said Isla after excusing herself and Ewan “I am fine to drive! It is only a mile down the road” “You were supposed to stay sober tonight” “Yeah, and you were supposed to get your license 3 years ago.” “Do you really wanna do this now?” Ewan thought on this for a second before speaking “No. I am sorry I was only meant to have a couple but got a little carried away. I am sorry, but you know we will never get a taxi at this time of night. Come on I'll drive slow” Ewan cut this memory short. He wouldn't allow himself to think about this anymore. As tears began to fall from his face he necked the remainder of the contents of his glass. Before he had a chance to pour himself another drink the stall he was sitting on was jerked back with such force that Ewan landed on the ground with a thud. Smashing the glass that was tightly gripped in his hand in the process. Ewan let out a pained gargled yelp as he shook his now bleeding hand in pain. The blood splatters landed on the wall art and photos. He looked at his hand and saw that yes indeed a large chunk of glass was sticking out of his hand. He yanked it out. With that more blood trickled out rapidly. He turned to see what happened to his seat. And there almost 3 feet away from him sat his bar stool. “Fuck this!” said Ewan as he hurried to the back door. Locked. He tried the fired exit, the windows. All locked. At this point, he didn't care about being discovered. He turned all the lights on. And started bashing his fists against the windows. The glass wouldn't budge he grabbed a chair and began smacking the window over and over again until the chair had fallen to pieces. Suddenly the Jukebox started playing again. Some big band highland number that he did not recognize this time. “I know I unplugged that” as he looked at the jukebox he noticed that the hunting rifle that sat on the shelf to the right of that was gone he scanned the room and to his horror, he saw a lady standing in the corner of the room facing away from him. His vision was slightly wavy from the alcohol. “Hey I don't know if you work here and you are trying to mess with me for breaking in. You have successfully scared the shit out of me and I am happy to wait outside for the police to arrive or whatever. I am bleeding, let me leave?” The woman turned around. It was the lady from the photograph. Her face was covered in bruises. Her eyes were red and puffy. She put the hunting rifle that was in her hands up to her chin and pulled the trigger. The front of her face exploded revealing bits of teeth and a gaping hole where her mouth should be parts of her brain decorated the ceiling the remainder half that was still in her skull pulsated a little as blood tricked out. She fell to her knees and now with her few remaining teeth bare, she looked as though she was smiling. Though her eyes gave the impression of pure rage. As she fell head first on the floor the electricity died. Ewan scurried away while on the floor to the corner by the bar and then vomited. “not real, it's not real it's not real” he said while covering his eyes. Afraid to look. He sat like this for what felt like hours. In that time a puddle of urine collected around him. “Usually I don't piss myself until I've finished my second bottle” he darkly thought to himself. “I need to find a way out of here” Thought Ewan as he opened his eyes and saw that there was no trace of the lady from the photograph anymore. The ceiling was clean and the gun was back on its shelf. He stood shakily. As He stood he noticed that the building on the opposite end of the street now had a light on. He began banging on the window again “Hey! I am trapped in here! Send help!” He saw movement in the window as someone pulled back the curtain to look. It was a middle-aged gentleman with greying hair. He looked around confused to see where the noise was coming from “OVER HERE!” Shouted Ewan and he banged on the window until his other hand was just as bloody. The gentleman then turned in Ewans direction “YEAH OVER HERE I AM TRAPPED! PLEASE COME AND HELP ME!” The gentleman looked as though he was trying to hear while with his hand he reached for the lining of his shirt. With one motion he ripped his shirt open relieving a gash going all the way up his body stitched together with what appeared to be wire. His look of concern turned to amusement and he pulled the wire. Undoing the stitches to show where his vital organs that have now been donated used to be. He laughed like a madman as he pulled his skin back. His head now leaning against the glass and his laughter which sounded muffled due to the distance was still audible from the pub. Deep and raspy but that of a madman. Ewans attention was broken by the sound of a familiar clank of something metallic. It was a sound that was instantly recognizable to anyone. The sound of coins dropping to the floor. Ewan turned and looked and sure enough, there were two coins on the ground behind where he stood. He bent to pick them up. They were old. Very old. From what he could see in the dim light they looked to be that of the Victorian times. He heard the sound again. This time over by the jukebox. He walked over to pick them up and noticed something. The floor under the jukebox looks to be a cellar door. He dragged it out some more to reveal that yes indeed, it was some kinda entrance to a hatch of some kind. This time Ewan saw the coins drop to the floor. He looked up at the ceiling and saw dozens of corpses laying flat against the ceiling with coins covering their eyes dressed in their funeral clothes all shoulder to shoulder. The sight was horrifying. And as if waiting to be viewed, at that moment their flesh began to melt to just skeletal remains, and coins and blood showed Ewan as he frantically tried to get the hatch on the floor open. Digging his fingers into the gaps trying to grip it to lift it until he eventually found a bit to latch onto. With one firm pull the hatch came up. He dove into the cellar. Not caring what he will find at this point. Slamming it shut behind him. He searched his pocket to find his lighter. After a few attempts at getting it to light he managed. He saw it wasn't a cellar at all. Instead, it was a tunnel. He began to follow it along. After walking for about 30 minutes the tunnel got narrower and narrower until Ewan was crawling on his hands and knees. He noticed a light ahead and felt hopeful that this could be the end of his ordeal. He began to notice he was crawling on pavement and broken glass. He kept going until he could stand and he could see trees and a road he hurried out of the tunnel and saw to his confusion. He was still inside the cellar. The trees stopped sharply at the ceiling and the road stopped sharply at the four walls that surrounded him. He turned to go back through the tunnel, Back the way he came. this was not the way out. what he saw as he turned defied all logic. The small part of his brain that clung to rational explanation broke as he saw that the tunnel he had just crawled through had been replaced with a tipped-over car. He saw a younger version of himself slowly regain consciousness while suspended upside down. He froze unable to move or look away. “Oh god please don't make me relive this” “Isla? Oh my god, Isla” Ewan checked her pulse but couldn't find one. He could see emergency services lights coming towards them from a distance. He knew he would go to prison for manslaughter if caught causing death by dangerous driving “I am so sorry baby. I am so sorry” Ewan said through tears while unbuckling her seatbelt and moving her over to the drivers side and then crawling back out of the car to flag down the ambulances. "They'll be able to resuscitate her, She will be okay and I will take care of her". Ewan didn't notice that the car had begun to ignite until it was too late. The flames spread quickly. “Ewan..?” said a dull voice from the car. Ewan turns and hurried to the car but by that point, it was too late “Isla!” He cried as he watched the flame cover his wife. Isla screamed in pain until her face was completely burnt away and all she could make was gargles and all Ewan could do was watch in horror. Then the entire room went up in flames and became ash leaving Ewan completely in the dark. Sobbing. “I am sorry I didn't know. I didn't mean to. I.... I...!" Ewan composed himself. "I deserve to die but I am not dying in here" Ewan stood and pulled out his lighter again to light the room only to see it was now filled with hundreds of bodies all staring at him. the tips of their feet scraping across the floor as they floated closer. Ewan backed away until he felt something metallic. A ladder leading up to a manhole shaft. he quickly began to climb as the ghostly rotting corpses moved closer to him at a more rapid speed now. as he reached the top and forced the lid open he was greeted by sunlight. hands clutched at his ankles dragging him back but with determination to survive he pulled himself free and was finally outside in the open. He closed the cover shut. He could hear birds chirping, and sounds of people driving to work. The world had never seemed so beautiful. "Oh my god buddy are you okay?" said a young man who looked horrified at Ewan who was covered in dried blood, ash, and a collection of injuries. "I am going to call you an ambulance buddy hang tight" The young man pulled out his phone and began to dial. by this point, Ewan began to pass out. He slipped in and out of consciousness while getting carefully placed on the gurney. "What is your name?" "Have you taken anything?" "Who's blood is this" "My name is Ewan, I haven't taken anything. I guess I have had far too many spirits last night though" he laughed to himself as the doors to the ambulance closed. as the vehicle began to speed away music began to play on the radio. "I didn't think ambulances had radios" said Ewan as he began to recognize the music. "Your mine and we belong together. Yes, we belong together" He tried to stand but he had been strapped down to the gurney. The walls of the ambulance began to melt away. The paramedics all had coins covering their eyes and mouths stitched shut. Ewan let out a scream as fire began to cover his body he could see once the walls of the ambulance were fully gone he was still in the pub. it was still night and he was now very much on fire. He let out one final scream before his lips were completely gone. His chard body fell to the floor by the bar with a thud. An empty bottle of Jack tightly gripped in one hand and his lighter in the other. In his final state of living consciousness before his inevitable death, he saw the light emerge from the window. The sun was finally rising for real. He closed what remained of is eyelids and let out a pained sigh as he died. Ewans body was discovered later that day by a confused and horrified cleaner. Who immediately phoned the police. The investigating officers, who knew all about Ewans drunken antics on the island and had their suspensions regarding the circumstances involving his wifes death. Put Ewans demise down to an elaborate and painful suicide. That night as his body lay on the slab in Alfs funeral home. After the sun had set and everyone had left for the evening. But in the pub opposite the funeral home, Ewan emerged from his hiding spot behind the barrels and surveyed the room, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He licked his lips as he approached the rows of bottles behind the bar, He felt an unsettling feeling of deja vu but had managed to shake it off by the promise of a long night of uninterrupted drinking which weighed heavily on his mind.
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2023.06.09 13:27 tomahawk2036 Join Epicenter Roleplay Today!! Daily Patrols LEO/Fire/EMS/Gangs/Businesses Serious RP VMenu

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2023.06.09 13:25 UKMATTNZ My latest Trade Me find! Good ol’ FireWire 🙌🏻

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2023.06.09 12:51 smilewithbraces12 Braces in Bonney Lake

Bonney Lake, Washington, is a vibrant community located in Pierce County. For individuals seeking orthodontic treatment, Bonney Lake offers a range of options to achieve a confident and healthy smile. Braces, one of the most popular orthodontic treatments, can effectively address dental misalignments and improve the overall appearance and functionality of the teeth.
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Braces In Bonney Lake are orthodontic devices used to correct dental misalignments and improve the appearance and functionality of the teeth. They are commonly used to treat issues such as overcrowding, crooked teeth, gaps between teeth, and bite problems (underbite, overbite, crossbite, etc.
Types of Braces: There are different types of braces available, including:
A) Traditional Metal Braces: These are made of stainless steel brackets and wires and are the most common type of braces. They are highly effective and cost-effective.
B) Ceramic Braces: These braces use tooth-coloured or clear brackets, making them less noticeable than metal braces. They are popular among individuals who want a more aesthetic option.
C) Lingual Braces: These braces are placed on the back (lingual) surface of the teeth, making them virtually invisible from the front. Lingual braces are customized for each patient and can be more expensive and challenging to adjust.
D) Clear Aligners: These are removable, transparent trays that gradually move the teeth. Examples include Invisalign® and ClearCorrect®. Clear aligners are popular due to their virtually invisible appearance and convenience.
Treatment Duration: The length of time you'll need to wear braces varies depending on the severity of your dental issues. On average, treatment can last anywhere from several months to a few years. It's important to follow your orthodontist's instructions and attend regular appointments for optimal results.
Maintenance and Care: Proper oral hygiene is crucial while wearing braces. You will need to brush and floss your teeth meticulously to keep them clean and prevent plaque buildup. Your orthodontist may provide special tools, such as interdental brushes or floss threaders, to assist with cleaning around the braces and wires.
Retainers: After your braces are removed, you'll likely be instructed to wear a retainer to help maintain the corrected position of your teeth. Retainers can be removable or fixed and should be worn as prescribed by your orthodontist.
The first step towards achieving your dream smile with braces in Bonney Lake is to schedule a consultation with an orthodontist. During this initial appointment, the orthodontist will conduct a thorough examination of your teeth, jaws, and facial structure. They will also discuss your treatment goals and address any concerns or questions you may have.
Once the orthodontist determines that braces are the right choice for you, they will create a customized treatment plan tailored to your specific needs. This plan will outline the type of braces recommended, the estimated duration of treatment, and the expected outcome. Bonney Lake offers various types of braces, including traditional metal braces, ceramic braces, lingual braces, and clear aligners.
Once the braces are placed, regular appointments will be scheduled with your orthodontist in Bonney Lake. During these visits, adjustments will be made to the braces or aligners to ensure progress is being made according to the treatment plan. The orthodontist will also provide guidance on oral hygiene practices and offer advice on maintaining a healthy smile throughout the treatment process.
The duration of braces treatment varies depending on the complexity of the dental issues being addressed. On average, treatment can last anywhere from several months to a few years. It's important to note that each patient's orthodontic journey is unique, and the orthodontist will provide a more accurate estimate based on your specific case.
In addition to the orthodontic treatment phase, a retention phase follows the removal of braces. This phase involves wearing a retainer to maintain the corrected position of the teeth. Retainers can be removable or fixed, and your orthodontist will provide instructions on how often and for how long you should wear them.
For individuals considering braces in Bonney Lake, it's crucial to research and chooses an orthodontic provider that best suits your needs. You can explore online directories, read patient reviews, or seek recommendations from friends and Family,
We believe that orthodontic treatment should be a positive and transformative experience. With our attention to detail and commitment to excellence, we strive to help you achieve the beautiful smile you've always desired.
Don't wait any longer to start your braces journey. Contact Us now in Bonney Lake today to schedule your initial consultation. Take the first step towards a healthier, straighter smile. Our team is ready to provide you with outstanding orthodontic care that will leave you with a smile that truly shines.
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2023.06.09 12:27 AlexRD19 T-Bird 🕊️ (STB ⭐️✊🏿) was walking in Hyde Park when someone in a passing vehicle opened fire, he shot back but he was hit in his stomach, he died at the hospital

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2023.06.09 12:23 ScribblingFox98 The Survivor Becomes a Dungeon (Chapter 81)

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Ferodias POV / Ten Years Earlier
His heart was pounding in his ears, the thrum of battle lingering for longer than it needed to as he pants hotly. He looked around the wooded area, between the trees, and around the trampled grass, and all he saw were the mangled corpses of monsters. He forced himself to focus, and before long, he could sense and hear his friends and allies; they all seemed to be okay, if not reasonably exhausted. "Sound off!" He called out, wiping the blood off the blade on his pant leg before sheathing it as his tail curled and lashed behind him.
"Here and a'okay!" A voice called out; it was from Brasyl, a young half-orc archer who wielded a bow that was impossibly hard for most people to draw and used unique, heavy arrows. The grey-skinned fellow stepped out of some brush and into view with a toothy grin, his face, chest, and right arm coated in blood that wasn't his own as he used a dirty rag to polish off his knife. "Those bastards sure got the drop on us, eh, Rodi?" He mused cheerfully enough.
Ferodias couldn't help but smirk a bit at the half-orc, it was a very close fight, but they did slaughter the infestation of branch bugs that had been terrorizing the local farming villages. At the very least, they culled the population, and they shouldn't be an issue until next spring. His ears twitched as he heard the squelching of bug flesh, turning to see Monty, a human teen warrior who planned to open his restaurant when he saved up enough coin to retire. He was currently grabbing tokens from each branch bug for proof of their total kill count. Upon seeing Ferodias spot him, Monty smiled while waving a branch bug head. "I'm good over here!" He chirped, stuffing the head away in a large sack before moving to the next one.
"I hate bugs." A voice said as they came up behind Ferodias, though he didn't need to turn to know who it was. Regan stepped up beside Ferodias, the half-elf wiping the blood off the end of his magic staff. "All those extra spindly limbs and that disturbing screeching, ugh." He complained as he shuddered before stamping the end of his staff into the dirt and leaning into it. "I would have rathered gone after those grappler bears that were seen near that mining town; at least they have the good decency not to swarm and get gooey blood all over the place."
Ferodias couldn't help but smirk with amusement at his best friend's expense; before he could respond, Regan was nearly knocked over by Danica, a young dwarven teen with an impressive goatee and an equally impressive hammer, as she smacked Regan's back a few times. "Ah, quit your bellyachin Spells; I kept them off ya well enough." She mused mischievously before going over to join Monty with the monster butchering.
Regan scowled with vague annoyance before sighing as he turned to face Ferodias. "Are you absolutely certain you want 'all' of these individuals as your guardians?" He asked, lowering his voice to a near whisper as they spoke privately. "At least reconsider, Danica, if only for my sanity." He mentioned, not sounding serious but making his point.
Ferodias' ears twitched as he flashed a small smile, speaking softly to keep this conversation between themselves. "Why not? They're all good people, strong for their age too; I'm sure they'll be up to snuff by the time the trials are called to a close." They've had this conversation a few times now, but it was only this time that Ferodias really felt genuinely confident of the people he gathered. The members of their party had shifted around a few times over the last couple of years, with Brasyl being the latest member and Danica being the longest-standing member so far. "Besides, you're just jealous she's paying more attention to Monty than you nowadays, aren't you?" He teased mischievously, speaking normally as he waggled his ears while looking over at the half-elf.
Regan flushed, though a frown was soon on his face. "As if, like I would want a woman in the shape of a barrel." He retorted as he looked away.
Danica called out from where she was, ripping off some bark bug limbs with Monty, no doubt planning on adding that to dinner tonight. "Don't worry, Spells; you're too much of a twig for me anyways." She called out playfully, taking it all in stride as she grinned while the other guys chuckled at the scene.
Ferodias couldn't help but laugh at his friend's expense before joining the others as they rounded up the bug heads, all in all, they managed to kill around thirty-seven bugs, and for three silver a head and the reward for the job itself, it was looking to be a good payday for their efforts; not to mention some extra protein for their next few meals. The day soon turned to evening, and their party had set up camp among the trees during their trek back to the nearest guildhall a few towns away. Monty had got a firepit going and set about making dinner, which was comprised of fire-grilled and salted bug legs, some hard bread, and dried fruits. Danica meticulously tended to everyone's weapons, ensuring they were polished and free of any bug guts or blood that were possibly missed earlier. Brasyl had procured a hard case with a latch, pulling out a lyre which he began playing, the delicate looking instrument producing a sweet little melody as the group waited for the food to be cooked.
They had been resting around the fire for some time, the bug meat ending up giving off a rather delicious smell, admittedly. Monty still tending to the fire while turning the legs over a portable wire grill. It was peaceful and quiet, save for Brasyl's music, that was until Regan started shifting around his tent, stepping into the open while clutching his staff. He only had his pants on, but he looked serious as his eyes stared into the darkness around them. Well, it was dark for most of them; with the aid of the flamelight, they could peer fairly far into the darkness; only Monty was relatively blind to anything beyond the reach of the flamelight. "What is it, Spells?" Danica spoke up, tossing Ferodias his sheathed blade and passing over Monty's spear. Brasyl set his lyre down and collected his bow as he notched an arrow.
Regan looked around, his eyes darting side to side. "Movement, we have trespassers who crossed the first threshold of the security perimeter I set..." He explained in a hushed voice.
"How many?" Ferodias asked as he drew his blade, retrieving his shield from beside his tent and standing at the ready, his tail curling close as his ears twitched and strained to catch any sounds beyond the crackle of the wood in the fireplace.
Regan pointed his staff in a direction as the group turned and readied themselves. "We got three, and they're closing in on us; they must have seen the fire." He reasoned as he twitched. "They're sixty feet away; they just crossed the second threshold." He reported, though his brow furrowed as he tilted his head. "Hold on, four more trespassers just crossed the first threshold in the same direction as the first group."
"What does that mean?" Brasyl asked as he drew his bow, the weighty limbs bending in response to the half-orc's strength as he aimed into the grey darkness. Regan didn't answer at first as Brasyl narrowed his eyes. "Spotted the first set... It looks like people in dresses!" He exclaimed, confusion apparent in his voice, though he didn't let his arms relax.
Regan had his eyes shut for a moment before opening them. "Adjust your aim a finger to the left and down, fire!" He ordered, Brasyl making the slight adjustments as the heavy arrow was loosed with a 'thwum,' an animalistic yelp sounding out a split-second later.
In mere moments, the three figures Brasyl had spotted were now in range of the flamelight; there were three women, two looking relatively untouched, save for some bruising and torn clothes. It was the third woman that caught Ferodias' eyes; she was pummeled brutally, her lip split, and one of her eyes had swollen shut, her dress had been ripped to shreds, and she was absolutely drenched in blood. He wanted to say something, speak to her, but he heard howls in the air and remembered at least three more things were chasing these women.
Regan stepped forward, raising his staff and firing off bolts of lightning, the energy arcing through the air and colliding into what appeared to be an enraged hound, frying the beast; there were two more left, having avoided being caught in the blast of electricity as both Monty and Ferodias stepped forward. The human brought his spear low before deftly thrusting into the open maw of one of the hounds, while Ferodias brought his shield up and bashed the remaining beast in the middle of its lunge, stunning it for a moment when he followed up with a downward slash and beheaded it.
The whole ordeal was over before it really began, Danica stepping forward and examining the beast corpses as Ferodias looked over to the women. "What's going on here?" He said, doing his best to present a gentle display despite the fresh blood coating his blade and arm.
The trio of ladies, upon closer inspection, were just girls barely older than Brasyl but younger than Ferodias. Two of them were clearly shaken but doing their absolute best to maintain their composure. The third and worse off seemed more hardened and collected, yet her gaze was distant and not focused. While she certainly looked like she was beaten to shit, because she was, Ferodias realized that most of the blood on her body wasn't hers as it coated her right arm and chest. If he had to guess, she managed to kill someone with that blood-drenched dagger she was clutching. It took a few moments, but a wolfkin girl with mostly human features spoke up. "I am Lady Nerva Foundeli, daughter of Viscount Foundeli." She said before gesturing to the younger of the trio, who was a half-elf that was shuddering almost uncontrollably despite trying her best to remain stoic. "She is Lady Roche Ferdina, daughter of Baron Ferdina." She then gestured to the battered teen human and spoke up, her own voice shaky and faltering from whatever experience they had gone through. "She is Lady Historietta Blackstone, daughter of Count Blackstone." She explained, taking a moment to clear her throat before looking among her rescuers. "We had been kidnapped three days ago, coming from a banquet in the capital... They were planning on holding us for ransom, but we overheard them talking of... of... Using us..." She said, choking on her own words, trying and failing to maintain her composure as Danica went about getting the ladies to sit by the fire, though Historietta remained standing where she was. "They planned on having their ways with us before throwing us away once they got their ransom... It was a day later that Historietta got the attention of one of those vagrants and began insulting him and his mother. She... She seemed to be somehow accurate as she managed to enrage him to the point where he entered the room we were locked in." She said, shivering as she recalled the event. "We begged her to stop, not to make things worse; however, it was too late, and he started to pummel her... We could do nothing since our arms were bound, but somehow she managed to free herself in the midst of the beating and got her hands on his knife." She then glanced over at Historietta, a mix of fear and awe in her voice. "She spilled his guts and freed us and managed to get the jump on one of the other bandits, killing him in his sleep. We managed to escape, but after some time, we heard those foul beasts hot on our heels. We saw your fire in the distance and ran towards you, hoping for the best." She said, gratefully taking a wooden cup with water as Monty passed them to the two ladies, Historietta still standing off to the side.
Brasyl spoke up, having returned to the camp with a bloodied arrow as he looked among the others. "Those hounds were domesticated; someone sent these things after these ladies." He said, not having been there for the story.
Danica nodded at his words. "Yeah, we have a kidnapping situation on our hands; these ladies just escaped." She explained, Brasyl's eyes going wide before bobbing his head as he cleaned off the arrow and tucked it away in his large quiver.
Ferodias approached Historietta, reaching out to touch her shoulder but then thinking better of it. "You alright, Lady Historietta? Can I get you something to eat or drink?" He asked softly, his tail curling tightly behind in distress at seeing a young woman in such a state.
It took a moment, but she seemed to come out of her fugue and looked directly at Ferodias; she averted her gaze, seemingly looking at something before croaking out some incomprehensible words and curtsying. It was almost regal as she grabbed what remained of her tattered dress to do so.
Lady Nerva spoke up while watching this take place. "I'm afraid Lady Historietta cannot speak right now; that vagrant she antagonized had grabbed her by her throat before she had been slammed around. Frankly, I'm surprised she can even breathe properly."
Ferodias looked and felt distressed, worry plain on his face, even as Historietta offered a small smile and wincing as she did so. Regan soon returned from the shadows as he spoke out. "I've reinforced my security wards with more lethal charms; we shouldn't have any more uninvited guests of the unsavory sort." He explained, offering a bit of a smile until he got a good look at Lady Historietta and winced at her condition. "Oh gods, give me a second." He said, heading over to his tent and grabbing his pack; he soon returned with a small vial of red liquid and uncorked it. "Here, a healing potion; I just bought it last week." He explained before going around behind her and placing a hand on her back. "Don't mind me; I'm just gonna use some life magic to amplify the potion's effects." He explained gently, a faint blue light radiating from his palm as Historietta slowly downed the potion, wincing with each swallow.
Monty offered a smile as he set out some bug legs and dried fruits on some wooden plates and passed them to the ladies. "Sorry about the cuts of meat, but you should eat up and gather your strength; we still have a bit of trek before we're back in a major city." He explained. The two ladies certainly looked skeptical at their plates, but they managed to give their thanks. Despite their reservations, they were soon digging in, breaking the fire-charred chitin to get to the soft meat on the inside.
As the minutes ticked by, Ferodias procured a water skin, a change of clothes, a towel, and a spare set of shoes and came over to Historietta and Regan. The duo was now sitting on the ground, with Regan on his knees behind her, Regan's magical light still glowing as Historietta's skin gradually stitched itself back to gather, the bruising and swelling receding as she seemed to even breathe more easily. "Here, once you're done, I've set up some tarps and a light nearby, so you take these and change out of those blood-soaked clothes and rinse off with this water skin." He explained before holding up the water skin in particular. "It's enchanted with water magic to refill every six hours, so don't worry about using it all." He mentioned.
Historietta took a slow breath before speaking up, her voice still scratchy but nowhere near as bad as it was earlier. "Thank you again; I'll be in your care." She said, bowing her head again.
After a few moments, Regan pulled away and stood as he looked down at the Lady, Ferodias being quick to offer his hand to help her to her feet. "Alright, that is as much as I can do for now without overly exhausting you. Get some rest, and we'll do this again in the morning." He explained, shooting Ferodias a curious glance while Historietta got to her feet. Lady Historietta once again bowed her head before walking away with the things Ferodias had brought; Ferodias couldn't help but watch as she left, though that's when Regan poked him in the ribs and quirked a brow at him. "What do you think you're doing? You're smitten with her, aren't you? Don't you remember that you can't tell anyone who you really are?" He chastised in a harsh whisper. "Don't do anything stupid."
Ferodias winced before chuckling sheepishly; he hadn't realized he was being that obvious; then again, Regan could read him like a book. "S-sorry... I... I just couldn't help but admire how composed and capable she is and how she's handling herself right now, even more so than the other ladies." He replied as his ears waggled while he scratched the back of his head.
Regan nodded, seemingly agreeing with that. "You're right... It's almost as if she's gone through this before." He mentioned worriedly. "Just watch yourself, don't go compromising your trials when you've come this far." He warned quietly as he pats Ferodias' shoulder before rejoining the group.
Ferodias nodded, though he looked over at the changing area he set up, catching a vague silhouette of the lady as he felt his cheeks heat up. "I'll try... But gods... What a woman."
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2023.06.09 12:08 SwannSwanchez Dev Server Datamine 2.26.0.40 -> 2.26.0.42

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2023.06.09 12:02 jeenbieheenbies was i overreacting when I quit my job?

TLDR: I worked a job selling newspaper ads with an incompetent and mean boss that paid pennies and I'm glad to be gone but I need a job
I quit my job over two months ago and am still looking for work (if some needs a "diversity token" bsba in marketing and management with 3 years experience and fantastic writing and people skills) but trying to look for a job is making me wonder if what comes next could be worse.
This was my first "real" job out of college, selling ads for a local newspaper. The newspaper is part of a big and obviously very old company, that had recently bought a bunch of local town/city newspapers in my state. And according to quite literally everyone in our maybe 50 person company, this made the job unbearable. Like, people who had been there for 15 - 30+ years quit because of the change, one lady cussed out our ceo to be fired and still wasn't, absolutely unbearable.
I was at the job for about 4 months and initially really liked it. Very lax for the most part, I could basically come in whenever as long as I got my work done. We also had to travel a lot, so some days I would leave straight from home and make my rounds and be done for the day, as long as I was able to be contacted.
Here's the primary issue: it didn't matter when you started work, it would take almost the entire day to do anything. There were days I would get to work at 7 am and not leave until 11 pm. We got no overtime, you could only get overtime if you were asked to come in on weekends, but that never happened and usually the entire team had to work weekends anyway. Or you could have it "authorized" a week in advance... there's no way to professionally and successfully say, "All of this work takes over 12 hours most days."
We had meetings every Monday to catch up each other's activities. During one of these meetings, our boss said "we're not working hard enough" if we're leaving at 5pm (day is 8 - 5). The ads we sold were insanely expensive, it could cost as much as $2600 for a full page ad in a newspaper with ~5k subscribers. And boy did we lose subscribers every day. We also had a month and a half where the print was so horrible it was basically unreadable and looked 3D, it cost sales reps $100s each to accommodate angry advertisers but our ceo and boss didn't think it was a big deal.
We'd have "special sections" every month with discounted ads. And between 5 reps for all of the newspapers (I want to say there were 7 or 8) they asked us to bring in about 200k a month. We'd all have different quotas based on our progress, but we had to sell 70% of whatever number we got for the month to make commission, which also had a standard amount of $1350 regardless of what your goal was. They could pick any number, there was no real math to back it 😭 You get the minimum commission your first 3 months, but after, you could be at 69.99999999999% and not see any extra. It was a trend to make commission every other month because they increase the goal just enough that you can't reach it again. With the special sections, ads were discounted like crazy, so of course no one is going to buy an ad to run during the 2 weeks of the month they're not on sale. My boss never seemed to understand this. He thought we just weren't pushing hard enough. Sometimes we'd have 2-3 special sections a month, and my boss would make these horribly designed fliers for "business builders" that still no one wanted because it's NEWSPAPER ADS IN 2023.
Every newspaper had a website you could sell ads for too but the websites were hardly ever updated. Even when I quit in April our most recent obituaries were from November. The two editors were openly careless and disregarded people that came to see them with stories or events they wanted to run, and yet, every week the newspapers were filled with stories from towns sometimes an hour or two away from the town the paper's for because they "just didn't have enough stories." The editor wouldn't meet anyone, even chamber of commerce reps, and we had one reporter getting paid less than me going to 9 different cities and writing. Our editor only ever wrote opinion pieces lol
This was mostly fine with me at the time because I just really needed a job. Like most, but like, jesus I needed to work and at a little over $11 an hour it was paying good, but I also worked at Ulta in 2021 and they paid me more.
I realized I had to quit fairly early on. My boss was only ever encouraging to a coworker that had jurisdiction over an entire county and another that had inherited clients after the woman before him quit after 33 years. According to my coworker she told the bosses that she "prays for the next person who has to shovel shit for you two assholes." Pretty much everyone who quit cussed them out after lmao
My boss would come to me the first week of every month and be like "you're not selling enough :/ why" as if I was supposed to be miss supersale. This started because in my second month, HE gave me the wrong list of clients. I made a $3,000 sale. But when we recognized it wasn't in my "territory" the sale went to the coworker with jurisdiction over an entire county. I drove an hour and back for meetings, met with them several times, sat down and did complex math with my boss that if I closed my eyes I would assume is the smoking section of an old restaurant; became friends with the people. We were always told to sell into other papers, but because this coworker had already worked with the people MONTHS before (they never mentioned her) she got the sale. She did none of the work and the sale I made was over double what she initially had them at.
If you didn't start out way over your goal, he'd usually meet with everyone, but it was more often with me. I wasn't the only new person either. We had about 11 people quit before I came on, all from different departments. That number is now 17 if you count me, one of those being a woman who was hired a week after me and quit a week after me too (we worked in different cities, I barely knew her.)
My boss started meeting with me almost every week on the worst day possible: the day we make the most visits because the paper is out. He wants to meet at 9 am for 2 hours to "talk about my progress." This news is given to me by him slamming his hand on a table and yelling at me. Mind you, I didn't do anything but not sale over 70%. Every month I was there I was selling right at my 70% by some miracle. He started off this same meeting by immediately coming into my office and saying that I'm "mean and condescending" because I sent an email with wording he "didn't like" (it was grammatically correct English about how we were promised a business directory that was already a month late getting to us, even though, like I said, he came every damn week.) He told me I need to take my therapy appointments less often (they are once a month or two over telehealth for 30 minutes, during lunch [but because the job is so easy you should be working then too!!]), and after all this, gives me a huge packet of health insurance forms that I had already done my first week there, tells me to fill them out again, and says, "I should've given this to you weeks ago. It'll take about a month to process." I had already waited 90 days to get it.
Another kicker: I was in an car accident about a year ago now. I'm fine, but my car is fucked up, already old, and it's truly a blessing that I can still drive it just fine despite pouring money into it and not being able to afford a car atm. I don't know why but I told my boss this, and ever since, he had been asking me if I got a car, asking if I had family or friends' cars to borrow for work, and saying I needed to "get to it!" in terms of buying one. I thought about it today and I definitely put about 2500 miles on my car just from that job. We did get paid ~$1 per mile and $30/m for a phone bill.
This is so long I'll be surprised if anyone reads it. Like I said it's been months and honestly there's probably stuff I'm forgetting. I would truly rather have my mental health than be there even though I still really need a job and it's been hell finding one for whatever reason. And after reading all this back, maybe I didn't overreact, but are all jobs like this, especially right now when I'm only a year out of college? Was I supposed to be good at math to not absolutely hate my career?
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2023.06.09 11:50 SpeakIndya96 Sanjeev Jeeva

Sanjeev Jeeva
Sanjeev Jeeva: 20 lakh betel nut found to kill Jeeva, connection with Nepal, shooter's sensational disclosure
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Sanjeev Jeeva
The wires of Vijay Yadav, the shooter who gunned down the infamous Sanjeev Jeeva, are being linked to Nepal. He had gone to Nepal a few days back. Stayed in touch with a big mafia there. He told this to the police. It is said that a person had given him a contract to kill by showing Jeeva's photo. The deal was done for Rs 20 lakh. However, only five thousand rupees and a revolver were given.
According to information, the shooter Vijay, who gunned down Sanjeev Jeeva, is connecting with Nepal's mafia and Ashraf, a friend of the recently killed Atiq Ahmed. Vijay had gone to Nepal a few days back. There he met Ashraf.
Ashraf told him that his brother Atif was in Lucknow jail. There Jeeva disturbs him. He made a deal for 20 lakhs to get Jeeva out of the way. Before work, Vijay was given five thousand rupees and a revolver. On the other hand, on reaching Lucknow, Ashraf's henchman gave shelter to Vijay and got Reiki done. Vijay has told these things in the interrogation of the police. The police have started their investigation.
Six constables suspended in court shootout
On the other hand, four head constables and two constables were suspended on Thursday night in connection with the murder of gangster Sanjeev Maheshwari alias Jeeva in the courtroom. Their negligence has been claimed in the initial investigation. They had duty at different gates of the court premises. At the same time, only the head constable and the constable have been held responsible for such a big incident.
By not fixing the responsibility of the big responsible, they have been saved till now. Attacker Vijay Yadav easily reached the courtroom with the revolver breaking the security system of the court. The court is an important place, so senior officers are also responsible for the security arrangements. But the action was taken only on the soldiers. The question arises whether only these few soldiers were responsible for the security of the court.
it suspended
Head Constable Sunil Dubey, Mohd. Khalid, Anil Singh, Sunil Srivastava, and constables Nidhi Devi and Dharmendra. Departmental action will also be taken against them.
Jeeva could have been produced through discussion, video conferencing
After the murder of notorious criminal Sanjeev Maheshwari alias Jeeva in the courtroom, it is common to discuss that if he had been produced through video conferencing, this incident might not have happened. A video conferencing room has been set up next to the old District Judge Court to produce the accused, which is connected to the jail court at the time of the hearing.
A judicial officer sits in the video conferencing room built in the court and gives the date after hearing the cases of all the accused appearing from jail. It may be known that after increasing the number of accused being brought from jail to the court premises and after the incident of many accused running away from custody, the government had made arrangements in the court for hearing through video conferencing.
Those accused lodged in the jail are heard through video conferencing, against whom the police have not filed the charge sheet. There can be no evidence without the filing of the charge sheet. On the other hand, the personal appearance of the accused is necessary after the charge sheet is framed. But in the case of some dangerous accused, seeing the threat to life and property, the court orders the hearing through video conferencing.
On October 4, 2013, the then District Judge KK Sharma had ordered on October 4, 2013, that the serial killer brothers Salim, Rustum, and Sohrab, lodged in Tihar Jail, should be produced through video conferencing on the complaint of threatening businessmen of Lucknow. Similarly, in many cases, the hearing of the jailed Mukhtar Ansari case is also done through video conferencing only.
the murder of Jeeva in the courtroom
Let us tell you that the case of the murder of mafia Atiq Ahmed and Ashraf in police custody had not cooled down that Sanjeev Maheshwari alias Jeeva (50), a notorious criminal very close to Mukhtar Ansari, was murdered in Lucknow's SCST courtroom on Wednesday afternoon. The assailant, dressed as a lawyer, fired six rounds with a revolver in the courtroom itself.
During this, two policemen, a one-and-a-half-year-old girl, and her mother were also shot. The assailant fired at Jeeva from behind. After the incident, the lawyers ran and caught the attacker, beat him up, and handed him over to the police. The injured have been admitted to trauma.
After the incident, angry lawyers protested and pelted stones. In which ACP Chowk's head exploded. Many vehicles were also damaged. When the officers reached the spot with heavy police force, they could bring the situation under control.
Also Read: Jeeva Murder: Shooter shot 6 bullets to Jeeva in Lucknow court, postmortem report came, lawyers strike
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2023.06.09 11:17 highONdaisys666 My alcoholism snuck up on me

I am 31 years old and a single mother and recovering drug addict.
After my kid was born in 2017 I moved in with my family to get away, get clean and start trying to get my shit together. Things started to drastically improve in my life. I got a great job with great pay and benefits, my family and I all moved into a bigger house where I paid my share of bills/rent, I made a good friend that wasn't a addict that I enjoyed doing things with etc
Then I started drinking, a lot. Wasn't a drinker while in active addiction but after getting clean I started drinking and I liked the way it made me feel. At first it was a normal socially acceptable amount but then I was taking shots as soon as I woke up, during the day, and before I went to bed. I drank before work and after. It was a daily habit and I could function without people noticing.
While that was going on my family came into some money and decided they wanted to move to another state eight hours from the one we currently lived in and at the time I had a serious bf that I invisioned getting a place with and staying since I had a good job. At this point I had developed a serious alcohol problem and it was no secret to my family. They were actually fed up with my habit and were kind of relieved to move on without me. After all I was almost 30 and they did their part. They picked out a house packed their stuff and moved and I stayed at the house because the rent was paid and there was a whole month before i had to be out. I spiraled after they left and lost my job because I had too much to drink before my shift but went anyways and the alcohol hit me all at once there and my friend could tell I was drunk so I knew the others could to so I panicked and walked out called a ride and never went back. I didn't have a car at the time but taxes came and I bought one and two teenagers crashed into me while I was at a stop sign and totaled my car.
I got a little insurance money but the month was almost up and I had no car, no job and my bf wasnt making any moves to get us a place he drank as often as I did so I really started to panic. My bf could go back to his mom's but if I didn't find a place I was going to be homeless and i freaked out and begged my mom to let me come live with them at the new place. My mom was hesitant but worried that I would be homeless so against her better judgement she let me move in but she told me I can't drink there or shed kick me out.
Since I have moved here I have done nothing but fuck up. I kept drinking by mostly sneaking it and getting caught. Begging to not be kicked out and promises this and that. I got a good job and was fired because I got drunk and started fighting with my mom and went to jail for assault and battery. The charges were dropped but my job found out and fired me. So I'm unemployed for 6 months and I use my three credit cards to fund mine and my kids needs/wants, still no car, while I bounce back n forth between sobriety and I max them out. The payments are 3 months overdue and getting higher.
Taxes come back around and I buy a car. I started working at this terrible fast food place making 11$hr getting paid every other week because it is so hard to find a decent job in this county. I did start drinking less but I fucked up and just got arrested for a DUI and they took my license. It is likely to be suspended for a year but luckily my job is less than half a mile from my house. My car was impounded and my mom got it out for me.
I cannot describe the shame and guilt I feel. I feel like such a fucking loser and a piece of shit mom. I am so scared because I don't know what I'm going to do. With credit card bills piling, court costs and not making enough to get caught up. And I may end up doing time for the DUI and that'll drive my debt up more.
All this and my kids birthday is in less than a week and he keeps asking about it and I don't want to tell him I don't have the money to get him a toy and cake. Because whatever money I get I have to try and pull myself out of this hole I put us in.
All because I couldn't stop drinking. I haven't drank since my DUI arrest but it's only been a week. I got myself into a hole and I don't know if I can get myself out. I'm 31 years old this is my life and it's my fault. I'm so lost.
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2023.06.09 10:50 highONdaisys666 I have lost complete control of my life and I am terrified

I am 31 years old and a single mother and recovering drug addict.
After my kid was born in 2017 I moved in with my family to get away, get clean and start trying to get my shit together. Things started to drastically improve in my life. I got a great job with great pay and benefits, my family and I all moved into a bigger house where I paid my share of bills/rent, I made a good friend that wasn't a addict that I enjoyed doing things with etc
Then I started drinking, a lot. Wasn't a drinker while in active addiction but after getting clean I started drinking and I liked the way it made me feel. At first it was a normal socially acceptable amount but then I was taking shots as soon as I woke up, during the day, and before I went to bed. I drank before work and after. It was a daily habit and I could function without people noticing.
While that was going on my family came into some money and decided they wanted to move to another state eight hours from the one we currently lived in and at the time I had a serious bf that I invisioned getting a place with and staying since I had a good job. At this point I had developed a serious alcohol problem and it was no secret to my family. They were actually fed up with my habit and were kind of relieved to move on without me. After all I was almost 30 and they did their part. They picked out a house packed their stuff and moved and I stayed at the house because the rent was paid and there was a whole month before i had to be out. I spiraled after they left and lost my job because I had too much to drink before my shift but went anyways and the alcohol hit me all at once there and my friend could tell I was drunk so I knew the others could to so I panicked and walked out called a ride and never went back. I didn't have a car at the time but taxes came and I bought one and two teenagers crashed into me while I was at a stop sign and totaled my car.
I got a little insurance money but the month was almost up and I had no car, no job and my bf wasnt making any moves to get us a place he drank as often as I did so I really started to panic. My bf could go back to his mom's but if I didn't find a place I was going to be homeless and i freaked out and begged my mom to let me come live with them at the new place. My mom was hesitant but worried that I would be homeless so against her better judgement she let me move in but she told me I can't drink there or shed kick me out.
Since I have moved here I have done nothing but fuck up. I kept drinking by mostly sneaking it and getting caught. Begging to not be kicked out and promises this and that. I got a good job and was fired because I got drunk and started fighting with my mom and went to jail for assault and battery. The charges were dropped but my job found out and fired me. So I'm unemployed for 6 months and I use my three credit cards to fund mine and my kids needs/wants, still no car, while I bounce back n forth between sobriety and I max them out. The payments are 3 months overdue and getting higher.
Taxes come back around and I buy a car. I started working at this terrible fast food place making 11$hr getting paid every other week because it is so hard to find a decent job in this county. I did start drinking less but I fucked up and just got arrested for a DUI and they took my license. It is likely to be suspended for a year but luckily my job is less than half a mile from my house. My car was impounded and my mom got it out for me.
I cannot describe the shame and guilt I feel. I feel like such a fucking loser and a piece of shit mom. I am so scared because I don't know what I'm going to do. With credit card bills piling, court costs and not making enough to get caught up. And I may end up doing time for the DUI and that'll drive my debt up more.
All this and my kids birthday is in less than a week and he keeps asking about it and I don't want to tell him I don't have the money to get him a toy and cake. Because whatever money I get I have to try and pull myself out of this hole I put us in.
All because I couldn't stop drinking. I haven't drank since my DUI arrest but it's only been a week. I got myself into a hole and I don't know if I can get myself out. I'm 31 years old this is my life and it's my fault. I'm so lost.
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2023.06.09 10:23 UnitedIslandsRP New Public 18+ FivePD Server - Anyone can be LEO - No Civilian RP - No Headset Required - Play When You Want - We are hiring for staff and admin positions

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2023.06.09 09:08 seekdoteach Report shines light on case of teacher fired over teaching CRT at Sullivan Central High School.

Matthew Hawn, the Sullivan County teacher fired for lessons that delved into the role of race in American society, told Knox News he intends to press forward with all means available to reverse his firing in June, a decision upheld last week by the school board on a 5-1 vote.
Teacher Matthew Hawn, fired in critical race theory debate, fights to get his job back Angela Dennis Knoxville News Sentinel Matthew Hawn, former Sullivan Central High School teacher was fired from his position on May 5, 2021 Matthew Hawn, the Sullivan County teacher fired for lessons that delved into the role of race in American society, told Knox News he intends to press forward with all means available to reverse his firing in June, a decision upheld last week by the school board on a 5-1 vote.
Hawn said he will pursue an appeal in Sullivan County Chancery Court, a process that can take between six and 12 months before a judge hears the case.
In the meantime, as he fights to regain his place in the classroom at Sullivan Central High School and maintain his teaching license, he has vowed to back any other teacher canceled by legislators who have inserted themselves into the classroom to prevent discussions of topics they don't like.
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