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I have been working on a business for two years. I have a business partner who is a financial backer.
Over the course of the two years, the following has happened: the first 6 months were spent researching one avenue of revenue, but we ultimately opted for another. I.e., we thought of processing one thing, but logistics and regulations drove us to another (market).
My partner has a lot of money. Has even had gall enough to say “I’m rich”. He has two cars, but only one parking spot.
During the first summer, I drove to Virginia (from Toronto, Ontario) for a two day workshop about the specifics of using the machine we purchased ($27,000 CDN).
When I returned, he told me to keep the car, as I’d need it for business. I asked him, later, what he was going to do with the car ultimately. He said he’d keep it for a few years and then probably give it to me. (The car is over 20 years old, has 150,000 k. It runs pretty well, but it does need work).
At one point he suggested that I should “draw a salary” from the business. He suggested $3,000 / month. I live quite lean, and, as of last years’ personal taxes, I took a total of $17,000 from the business account when necessary. I hold a part time job to offset needing to do so.
Two times during this two year period, my partner was away - once in Cabo and once in Bahamas. He invited me to come with him but both times I had to cancel due to Covid -imposed restrictions.
Late 2021, I experience an issue with my machine, and because of backlogs of materials, I did not receive a replacement part for 7 weeks, during which time my sister died of cancer.
In summer of 2022, he abruptly took his car back for his daughter to give his son driving lessons (?). That was 3 weeks, and I had to cancel social arrangements out of the city (visiting a cottage, summer camp reunion).
In late 2023, more machine issues, and because it is a highly specialized machine, there was a lot of work in finding someone who could properly assess and repair.
In January of 2023, I booked a booth at a trade show as a launch. It was a good start; made some professional connections. No sales. He said he was going to attend, but never did and only told me so when I texted to ask where he was.
In April of 2023, he took the car back again for his newly-licensed 17 year old child to use. Said it would be 3 weeks. It’s been 7 weeks, during which time I have had to pick up supplies, deliver an order, and get other business-related things accomplished. I did these things via transit and Lyft.
In late May, I held an open house at my office for industry people. It was my partner’s suggestion. I orchestrated the whole thing, and invited nearly 200 people. He said he was coming, but by then the second day, with two hours left, I again messaged him to see where he was, whereupon he informed me that he wasn’t coming because he was out of town dealing with a personal emergency. No details on that.
I was supposed to get the car back the next day to make a delivery. When asked about it, he said he’d give it back to me when he returned. No details about that.
I asked “when will that be?” He replied “Sunday”.
Sunday came and went and on Monday I messaged him. He didn’t reply until Tuesday with: Hi l am thinking , the car needs a ton of work, and depending on the amount, may not be worth it. WRT to the business, l am pretty unclear it will work, l can meet with you this weekend to discuss. I am in a very dark and sad place , nothing to do with you, but you should know.”
I wrote “That’s a pretty abrupt declaration. I know the car needs work. I have been making all kinds of arrangements regarding [the business] including hiring a social media pro and we have mapped out a schedule for promotional videos and information to be imparted. If you are without hope for it, well, then you let me know. Whatever you’re going to do to with the car, that’s fine. I’d love to be able to use it until then.”
Not wanting to wait until the weekend, I called instead in the evening, but he was unable to talk. I’m calling again tonight (Thursday).
He has many investments on the go (says he) that are in the millions, that have been in the works for years.
Please, if I’m unclear on anything, just ask for clarification. Otherwise, any insight?

So one of my best friends tells me he is still in touch with my ex-wife, and informed me that he even invited her over to spend a week in New York with him (for which he would pay, mostly everything). (He's gay, nearly 80, so, no, he's not trying to get into her pants, if that was your first thought.) Even though we have handled our divorce amicably, I have decided to not be in touch with my ex for the time being, except for practical issues. I did not want the divorce. She wanted the divorce, and she started an affair in the last weeks or months before that. I get that people may grow apart, fall out of love (or whatever it is that makes them not want to water the grass on their own side anymore), but to start an affair is a different thing. She betrayed me, but also our sons, especially by walking out and wnating to work on our family. My friend has been there for me, it has been clear that he was and is on my side. But he has also indicated that he does not want to take sides. For more context: I have known him for 35 years, from way before I even met my later wife. He is the godfather of our eldest son. So, when I expressed that I find his close contact with my ex difficult, he said "But she is the mother of my godson, I can't cut her out of my life. I hope you won 't ask that from me, even though I would respect your request.". At one hand I feel petty for not wanting their contact, for wanting him to entirely side with me. At the same time, I am very much aware that I strongly dislike the idea of them spending time.
How have you all handled the relationship with your mutuial friends ?

Hello,
Looking to sell some homelab stuff that I don't need. Moving! A few notes:

• All servers come with PSUs either fully redundant for the SuperMicro SYS-5018R-MR, Intel Server, and R720 or just one in the R220s and the SuperMicro 1u Micro server.
• No power cables/other cables included
• All servers with drive cages will have them included.
• All payments must be local (cash) - I am willing to travel up to one hour in any direction outside of 12203 (this is not the ZIP is ship from...just my closest major city), or shipping through PayPal with Invoice (or whatever this thread uses).
  • Shipping is NOT included and will be paid by the customer when calculated...Note: I prefer local because I don't have boxes for these systems...I will have to buy boxes for them from UPS/USPS (I don't have a fedex store near me) and that will be included in the shipping cost.
  • Prices are OBO.
• Please see images here...https://imgur.com/a/IOrfp02

Systems:

• 1x SuperMicro SYS-5018R-MR - $400 Comes with rails
  • CPU: Intel Xeon E5-2650v4
  • RAM: 128GB DDR4 ECC
  • Drives: NULL
  • NIC: i350-t4
• Intel Server of some kind - $125 comes with rails
  • CPU: 2x Intel Xeon E5-2620v2
  • RAM: 32GB DDR3
  • Drives: NULL
• 1x SuperMicro CSE512-200B - $75
  • CPU: Intel(R) Xeon(R) CPU E3-1240 V2 @ 3.40GHz
  • RAM: 8GB of DDR3 ECC
  • Drives: NULL
• Dell R720 w/ 8x 3.5" bays - $300 Comes will Dell Static Rails.
  • CPU 2x Intel Xeon E5-2660v2
  • RAM: 128GB of DDR3 ECC
  • Drives: NULL
  • NIC: 4 port Gig Broadcomm Daughterboard
• Dell R220 - $125
  • CPU: E3-1270v3
  • RAM: 16gb of DDR3 ECC
  • Drives: 2x1TB Seagate Rebranded Dell Drives
• Dell R220 - $100
  • CPU: E3-1240Lv3
  • RAM: 16gb of DDR3 ECC
  • Drives: NULL
• Lenovo Yoga 730-13IKB - $150 No charger
  • CPU: Intel Core i5-8265U
  • RAM: 8GB soldered DDR4
  • Drive: 256GB NVME
• Ubiquiti UniFi USW-24-G1 - $100
  • (This has ears in the picture, but it will not be coming with ears.)

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If I missed anything, please let me know and I will modify this post.

Hello everyone!
I live in Near lake Erie and catch a lot of invasive Gobys which must be destroyed under Ontario fish and wildlife regulations.
That has me thinking, can I blend these suckers up and turn them into a fertilizer? What steps would be involved? Is this a stupid idea?
Thank you for any feedback in advance

I’m currently applying for EBT in Massachusetts. I’ve run into a weird issue about my name and can’t figure out if it’s EBT’s issue or SSN’s issue.
I was legally adopted and had my last name changed when I was 3, it’s now been nearly 30 years. All of my paperwork including my SS card and birth certificate have been legally modified and are correct. Until I tried applying for EBT. I’ve spoken with them and they are claiming Social Security still lists me under my original last name. They told me how to update that case but I want to try and figure out what’s happening in case it happens again.
As a note since my name changed I’ve had two federal background checks, applied for credit cards, and completed FASFA multiple times so I feel like someone would have caught this before now right? Any ideas on how to handle this?

Hey stopdrinking, it's me, the guy who destroyed half his body in a failed suicide attempt. Thought I would drop in and give you guys an update on the last several weeks.
The hospital I was in searched for several weeks to find me a care facility or a rehab facility. According to them, facilities didn't want to take me until I could bear weight on my legs, and they were wary of admitting someone who had attempted suicide. Basically, I looked really bad on paper. Fair enough, I thought. I'll wait it out here in the hospital until I regain weight bearing status, and then they can more easily find me a place. Wrong. Very wrong. Their solution, keeping in mind that no one in my family had the capability of caring for me when I was wheelchair bound, was to send me to drumroll please a homeless shelter. Yes, a homeless shelter in a city I'm very much not familiar with. I cried when the nurse told me this. A transport van came and took me to the shelter. Once there, they took all my stuff, including the books and drawing supplies that were a key part of maintaining my positive attitude. This was around 2pm. They then escorted me into their chapel (major red flag for me), where I sat for several hours while old western movies were projected on a large screen. More people trickled in as the hours passed. Finally, at 6pm, dinner was served. No comment. When we shuffled back into the chapel, the stage had a bunch of speakers and music equipment. Cool, live music. No. What followed was a mandatory hour long sermon delivered by a twiggy fucking need singing shitty Christian pop songs and reiterating time and again how I would end up in hell without good old JC in my heart. He punctuated his sermon with plenty of "dudes" and "bros" to let us know he was a totally hip guy. I was furious. I have no problems with anyone's religion. But this shit was being shoved down my throat, and I am absolutely NOT ok with that. Once it was over I asked the guy next to me what we did now. "We go to bed." So I rolled down the hall and climbed into a bottom bunk in a room with 5 other bunk beds. At least 3 of my roommates snored. Somehow I managed a few hours of sleep. In the middle of the night I needed to use the bathroom. Well, my wheelchair wouldn't fit in their main bathroom. I was directed to the shower room. The tight confines there wouldn't allow me to turn into their handicapped stall. The man they had standing guard over the shower room had to lift up the back wheels of my chair to point me into the stall. Afterwards I went back to my bunk and laid awake with my eyes closed until the 6am wake up call. First thing in the morning, everyone is required to shower. Well, they didn't have accommodations for someone wheelchair bound in their showers, so I couldn't do that. At 7am, everyone was required to leave for the day until curfew at 4:30. I got a day pass, which meant I once again would be sitting in the chapel all day watching shitty daytime TV. At one point I asked for help to get into the bathroom stall. The workers looked confused. Turns out I shouldn't legally be there. Them helping me into the stall was a liability. After they made confused calls to the hospital I came from, the only logical conclusion anyone could draw was sending me to a different hospital.
So 911 was called and I was whisked by ambulance to the emergency room, where a confused staff tried to make sense of what was happening to me. I was admitted, and spent the next couple weeks there. On the 24th of last month, I was finally able to put weight on my legs. I walked for the first time in nearly 3 months. It hurt like hell. The combination of nerve pain, serious injuries, and atrophied muscles was certainly not fun. But I was ecstatic to reach the milestone. A hospital social worker soon informed me they found a rehab hospital for me. I looked at their website. Damn, it was a nice place. Really nice. Then I got a UTI and an infection in my lungs. Yay. Managed to kick it with a hefty several rounds of antibiotics. A few days later, I arrived at the rehab hospital, where I sit now.
I started with the daily 3 hours of physical and occupational therapy on Monday. According to my occupational therapist, I far surpassed the goals she set for me in the first few days. I'm walking at least a few hundred feet each day with the aid of a walker. In just 4 days I have felt an enormous amount of progress. Walking still hurts a fair amount when I put weight on my left leg, and I expect to use a walker for at least a few more weeks. Stairs are also gonna be an obstacle. But I fully believe I'm headed in the right direction.
I will still have a lot of work to do once I get back home. I have a lot of trust I need to start rebuilding with family and friends. I need to figure out what I'm going to do for work now. Going back to being a chef is kinda outta the question now. But that's OK, I can now go back to enjoying cooking for myself and people I love. I need to find a new place to live. I'm open but slightly hesitant about the prospect of a sober living house. I don't do well with roommates. But these are all issues to tackle as they come. Hopefully I won't have anymore hiccups that equal what I've already been through. Either way, I'll be sure to let you all know how it goes. Sorry about the long winded post! Talk to you folks soon!

Whoever squeezed my ass while walking by me near the restrooms next to neon garden the 2nd day I hope you fucking choke!! I still think about this cause it pisses me off I’ve never in my years of raving ever had anyone touch or grab me without my consent up until this EDC. You have to be the biggest loser to be grabbing girls without their consent. Your parents didn’t raise you right if they didn’t tell you to keep your hands to yourself.

Any ideas on who might be carrying? I'm in Kentucky and I've called almost every pharmacy near me. I have been on .25 for almost 2 months now and I feel like I'm starting to plateau. My doctor sent my .5 prescription to Amazon thinking they might have some in stock but nope. Over a week later and still no meds and when I ask Amazon they say there's no date for when they will have it. Any suggestions? I see a lot of people saying they are on .5, where were you able to find your dose? Thanks!

I'm (F20), my older sister is 24. We are four years apart from each other. Growing up, we were close, but as I've grown up, we've sort of became a little distant, and I've started to see her worst qualities over time (irresponsible with money, locks herself out of the apartment sometimes, won't EVER do the dishes her damn self, eats up all the food in the house two seconds after it was bought, spends her day surfing bad communities she says she hates but engages in anyway)...you get the gist.
She never went to college. And that's cool. People don't have to go to college. In fact, sometimes I wish I just went to community college and began my life from there. But her issue is, from 18 to 24, she not only stayed out of school, but refused to hold a job. She pretty much bummed off my parents for a good junk of her adult life. And as a result, she can't really do anything for herself. Did I mention she doesn't even have a license or have plans to take care of herself or move out?
Sometime ago, my parents got mad at her for being a freeloader and taking advantage of them. I defended her because, hey, even though were a little distant, she's still my sister. I proudly said, back then, that I'd let her live with me if they thought about kicking her out. That was before I saw the light.Now after seeing how she's throwing her life away and pretty much regressing into a dependent child who depends on others to take care of her, I don't think I can stomach spending the first few years of my adult life cleaning up after her.
In the fall of last year, my mother heard of me wanting to move out after college, and she was like "Oh, you should take your older sister with you", as if she wanted to remove the burden from her house and put her in my house instead. I said no, I don't think that would be a good idea. She's irresponsible, won't do anything without anyone telling her to do it, I already know she's HORRIBLE with her money, lazy, and has a list of phobias that would prevent me from actually doing the things I want, like getting pets or even protecting myself with a firearm (She can't handle dangerous weapons or being around them). My mom got upset with me and tried to guilt me. "But you guys were so close, why don't you want to have her in the house???" But I put my foot down and told her to fuck off, in a polite, respect your parents way. IE, I said, "Let's just stop talking about this".
Anyway, I'm gonna be graduating soon. My sister is still stuck in her ways and I'm not interested in being her secondary parent to "push her" to do what she's supposed to do. I've done it before and she either regressed backwards or she straight up ignored me and went back to old habits. I'm not interested in living with her or being near her for a while since most of my life has been with her. I need some time to breathe and be on my own. Not stay around cleaning up after her.
But, I thought about what my mom said. She hasn't asked me to let my sister move in in a while. But I'm sincerely worried it might come back up again. And I don't know how to tell her politely that I don't trust her to live with me enough right now and that I think we need to be apart. Because I don't want my sister to blow up and accuse me of hating her, and I don't want my parents to guilt me and make me feel bad for not wanting her around me right now.
Maybe if she shows more responsibility, I'll reconsider, but as it stands now, I can't even fathom her living with me.Would I be the asshole if I told my parents I didn't want her to live with me? I need other people's opinions on what to do.

Hey folks, I'm looking to buy my first house, and will likely use section 184 since it has a lot of great aspects to it, and of course I'm an enrolled tribal member of Seneca-Cayuga Nation.
I've done a lot of research into the loan and I know everything about it, but I can't seem to get the approval process started. There's a list of the banks that process these loans, but I literally can't get through to any of them. I live in a very rural area north of Durango, Colorado, and none of the local bank branches do these loans.
I am looking for advice on how to get this process started with one of these giant banks that do not have a branch near me. I have filled out the online forms and end up just getting calls from random banks that are not the banks I am trying to contact or work with. I'm always promised a call back from the bank but never receive one.
Thanks folks.

Someone tried to snatch my friend's phone off the table Infront of me. He reacted immediately and grabbed his phone, but I couldn't help even though I was near the action.

So basically, my best friend who i've been friends with for about a year now is thinking of moving schools because of a girl. This girl who he's been on and off with for like 6 months now, makes him feel happy but also made him feel nearly suicidal when she broke up with him once. In my opinion, she is just dragging him along, and they even had sex underage, which sounds good but it got out pretty quickly and it damaged his mental health quite bad. This girl is planning on moving school after summer break because of her poor behaviour, and she asked if he wanted to come with her, and of course he said yes. Me and the rest of the friend group have been trying to persuade him not to go, but it isn't really working. Should I let him just leave, if i dont think its the best for him? Or do i try keep him at our school? Advice would be appreciated

I'm nearing the end of my 4th playthrough. There were some missions that I just wanted to get through and be over and done with. My Last Boy was not one of them.
There's an intensity to the entire mission that just cannot be found in other missions. When Eagle Flies and Rains Fall both arrive at camp, there's an initial clash between Arthur and Dutch that sets the stage. Then you have Rains Falls' final plea to his last living son to avoid his inevitable death with this line;
Do not die for pride, my son. We have suffered too much in this trick. The earth, the water... they have no pride. They endure, and we must endure. My only boy... my precious boy... do not mistake my strength for weakness. As your chief, I implore you.
Then you have the battle at the refinery. Probably the most iconic piece of music in the entire game and the image of Arthur and his most trusted companions galloping down the hill to all out war. It gives me goosebumps every time. It's pure violence from start to finish and is probably one of the best missions I've ever played in any game. The last time I had a mission 'stick' with me like that was Three Leaf Clover in GTA IV.
Edit: obviously there are a number of memorable missions in the game and, in no particular order, here would be a list of my favourites;

• A Short Walk in a Pretty Town
• American Venom
• Sodom? Back to Gomorrah
• Red Dead Redemption
• Mrs Sadie Adler - Widow
• A Quiet Time
• Home Improvement for Beginners

...for Competitive than Rift? Three in a row again of my least favourite game mode in the whole game. And it's no good Shaxx screaming at me about the spark runner being near when he respawns me half the map away from my home Rift.

...We will record this album ourselves, in different locations, and started with the piano in the South of France. We used the piano of my grandmother, which has a symbolic significance, being the first music instrument I ever played. Then we went to Goudargues, near my hometown Bagnols-sur-Cèze, to record some vocals in the church of the village. The reverberation there is just incredible and perfectly fits Alcest’s music. This whole area always has been a big inspiration for me so I was really happy to be able to record parts of our new songs there.

(background: im 22yo, 35w pregnant, unemployed, living with my husband in a 1bd apartment, husband works full time). So,ive always been on my mothers plan, and ive always had to pay 200$/month-ish. when i became unemployed we really struggled to be able to pay her on time. well, she deicded enough was enough for her and she cut us off of her car insurance plan because she "didnt want to help anymore". well i kind of begged for her to let us stay on but that did nothing so.
i stayed with the same company, and they had me paying $118/month for car insurance for both me and my husband.
well my husband just got his license suspended. because we cant afford his court fees and his ticket fees every month anymore. (he had a DUI for a very very small amount of weed in his car when he was 18, and has been paying court fees and shit for years. not only that but he got 2 speeding tickets since then and hasnt paid them off yet, and once i became unemployed all the money he gets from work goes to electric, food, and rent. thats it).
SO NOW just for ME to have coverage, its gone up to $350+ a month. ive gotten quotes from so many companies and theyre all the same. so its like, if you cant afford one thing then they just charge you more (make that make sense!).
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so. um. now i have no car insurance on my car. and my husband cant drive. so i have to take him to work and home.... did i mention he works graveyard shift?
I work. SO. FUCKING. HARD. all day. every day. i started a side hustle and its gone NOWHERE. ive had 5 sales which is amazing but Etsy takes so much out for shipping + fees. i doordash. all fucking day everyday. and i get nowhere with it because theres no orders near me. ever. or the ones i do get are 2$ to drive 7 miles.
my husband got a .50 cent raise and now we only get 75$ in EBT. and we do have W.I.C but again its incredibly low amount.
god damn it man. im so tired of being stressed with money.
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everytime i rant to people theyre always like "just wait till the baby gets here!!!!!!!!!!".
ok 1, im aware of how pregnant i am. and 2, we everything we need for baby for the first year of life.

growing up both parents arguing, i remember my mom breaking my dads phone/landline when he tried to call her elder sister to intervene. My dad showing me where my mother would cut him and hurt him , the scabs. Then they decided with their shitty parenting to give birth to their son in 2009, bc me their daughter wasnt enough for their dum immature brains to handle. On top of this i dealt with a horrible skin disease (which after moving out abroad and cutting them off went away i realized it was probably caused by stress). This skin disease made my skin develop ugly dark scabs and dar circles and wrinkles on a little ass 8 year old girl. Dermalotigits said just use a non fragnance cream but nno these dumbos thought their olive oil and stupid homepathy wud help. Bc of them i became permantly scarred, permant skin color change from fair child to dark af and patchy skin with oddly fair patches on cheeks ears legs. i look like a vitigilo patient. I barely cud sleep sometimes i couldnt even walk bc the skin wud be so bloody dry and in pain. they forced me to study computer science even tho i had so many physical and depression problems. many of my female cousins didnt have to study computer science and the one who did didnt have parents shouting at eachother all the damn time. Now at near 25 finally i got out and abroad on my own, after starting my own business and being able to pay for education abroad all on my own money. But everyone will still say oh u got so far bc of ur parents not bc of ur own damn hard owrk. I dont ever want to return to India, such a dum country, so many parent worshipers no matter how shitty they are

Like I sometimes follow soccerball and just heard about some Pessi guy moving to a place near me, so who is he? Is he good? Is he friends with that Christian Ronald guy? Did he play for the Madrid Whites? btw is he married to the GOAT Christian Pulisic??????