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Stop being animalistic tools. Is that what we're getting at?
Artemis says, "You are so high maintenance, Tharvis, gosh."
Tecton says, "It's still your fault, Tharvis."
I'm finally back to normal, human, 8-hour shifts! I've been on 12-hour shifts for sooo long (~6 months) that I forgot how great it felt to be home this early. (And what the sun looked like, to be really honest)
Mini rant: Now I have to figure out what to do with my free time
I like this one:
Yay, I turn thirty tomorrow /excitement!
So. My boss told my co-worker to come in at 1800 today (the 30th) instead of 1400 (when he was scheduled...) This most likely means that when he (my boss) gets in this morning, he will collect my stuff and I will be "escorted off the property." Or not to the last part and I'll lave like normal, except that I won't ever come back.
Some of you may or may not have read some allegedly-epic rants I've posted here over the last year and a half or so. I'm sure they're here for you to peruse at your leisure. At any rate, I'm very excited at the prospect of this being the last 2 hours and 51 minutes that I work for this piece of junk company. For realsies. Most definitely ready to be done. No more 12 hour overnight shifts. No more executives that lack every form of intellectual capability. No more actions that are blatantly motivated by what I will dub as "visible diversity." No more unavoidable triggers. No more dismembered bodies, either. No more erratic schedules that change on a weekly basis. No more sleeping through the day and missing everything that goes on when the sun is up. No more anti-social existance unless I want to be anti-social. No more discrimination! No more mind-numbing stupidity. No more lack of intellectual stimulation. No more random phone calls at 1300 looking for someone in a completely different city wondering if I know how to get ahold of them (srslywtf!?) No more exercises in futility trying to predict when other people will do their jobs. No more being required to go to and pay for medical appointments required to treat occupationally-caused illnesses just so I can keep working and not get fired for no longer being fit for duty. No more "safety standdowns". No more actively trying to get people in trouble because thats apparently the only way to demonstrate you're doing your job. No more stocking water. No more being an incredibly overpaid taxi driver. No more dealing with employees who think they're absolutely brilliant and smarter/better than you and try to demostrate that by working very hard to avoid working, and then getting to tell them they are wrong and that they can do what you say or be taken out of service for insubordination. Okay, so that last part was actually rather entertaining, but still annoying. I might actually be able to continue on what else I won't have to deal with, but I suspect this paragraph will suffice in illustrating my point.
"But Alde, what are you going to do!?" Simple, my friends. Move on. Sort of. There are some lingering issues that they will need to deal with, but I'm not going to worry about them. Meanwhile, I'll pack up my family and moooooove back home (yay home!) and start doing something that I'm actually passionate about. Like Physics. More specifically Medical Physics. If you have no idea what a Medical Physicst is or does, I'll refer you to Google. But if you're too lazy for that, they figure out the how on shooting cancer with radiation to make it die. There are a few other things they can do, but that's the main bit and the path I'm most interested in. The Post 9/11 GI Bill is one heck of a good deal, and passing up a free education just made no sense, especially when I'll notice immediate health benefits from doing so! So yeah.
I spent some time thinking about what song would be most apt to play when I walk out of here for the last time. On one hand, "Happy" by Pharrell Williams is a pretty strong contender. But that seems more like a song for when I get home, right? Then it hit me. Ladies and gentlepeople of Achaea, I leave you with this.
"Welcome to the new age, to the new age.
Whoa oh oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh. I'm radioactive, radioactive."
Thank you Imagine Dragons. PEACE!
@Yae's artistic talents.
my awesome father and mother, who stopped in to check on me, saw just how down on myself I was pulled some social connections, and called my LARP buddies.
Tonight I have a private- theatre all to myself and my friends- viewing of Guardians of the Galaxy with my friends.
At the end, each and every person who came, gave me a hug, reminded me that they would be sad without me. Each and every friend held out my arm and Drew on my arm with a different colored marker to remind me that I am not alone.
A little context (just a little):
I had to leave a job in January because of some rather crippling anxiety attacks. It was a decently-paying job, and my boss told me he would hire me back in a heartbeat. But because of how intense my anxiety was (I would overwork myself, to the point where I was doing work all day on days I was not at work because I wanted to get ahead), I was always a little terrified of going back into that place and feeling the same thing. I was not myself. It was the lowest I've ever been.
So I started slower and picked up a different position at a different place. Only been there for a couple months - but yesterday I got a promotion and have a whole new position I am excited to start!
...Little nervous my anxiety will start kicking in again. But since this particular job entails having the majority of the work day to work on this stuff, I feel much better about it.
Got head-hunted by a company, to work for them on Open-source projects. Not just any Open-source projects either, MY open-source projects, that I started about a year ago.
The agreement is, that all advances made will be placed back into the original project. Yes, they even signed the LGPL required agreements!
I'm leaving an awesome work environment, for one that is even more awesome!
Only people that code for MUD games, can ever be happier than I am right now.
Rant: My girlfriend asking me this morning 'how it felt to be witness to my parent's wedding', which is today, and remembering I didn't write a speech!
Rave: Speech written, feeling awesome!
Water skiing is exhausting fun!
Rave: binge-watching this show, while drunk.
My fave:
"THIS GUY IS LIKE AN APE AWKWARD GUY"
I started missing him,
Then I are a row of Oreos and I'm good now.
In all honesty, starting to feel better. I've been awkwardly dancing around the house with the roommate and talking to friends from here. You are all an immense help, thank you.
I awkwardly rubbed elbows with someone at the Apple Genius Bar. His girlfriend said it was okay, she doesn't get jealous with "elbow kissing" I burst out laughing so loud. She highfived me and said we were elbow sisters now.
I thought I was crazy.
Work is giving me a gun. Totally excited, the gun comes with a pay raise.
Edit: Cellphone auto correct
Dear Gods help us from @Wessux having a gun.
Going to pray to Neraeos, Phaestus, Aurora, Gaia, Twilight, and Sartan now. Haaaalp.
(Just kidding. Congrats big guy!)
That love soon might end You are unbreaking
And be known in its aching Though quaking
Shown in this shaking Though crazy
Lately of my wasteland, baby That's just wasteland, baby
@Wessux - Put together with your signature, that post is cause for mild concern :P Congrats on the raise!
Two years ago today I was sexually assaulted. As a physically strong young man, it is a ridiculously difficult thing to come to terms with the fact that it even ever happened. Thanks to my support group (who came largely from Achaea), I have come to terms and am even over it.
To anyone else having to deal with the stress, shame, guilt, or any other feelings from sexual assault (which is much more common than you'd think), I'm here to talk if you'd like someone completely confidential.
There is a light at the end of the tunnel, even if you can't see it yet. There is an end to the torture. There are good times to follow.
I've been trying to come up with an adequate response to this, but it just does not work. All I can think to say is that it is though your and everyone else's responses like this that I was ever able to make it through without jumping off of a tall building
You are all absolutely amazing. Even the trolls.
@JonathinHaving enjoyed your lambent wit and cheerful camaraderie, I am given to suspect that the Achaea community has received more from your playing here with us over these many years than the reverse. Thank you for setting a great example.