It feels so good to have shoes that I can wear while being on my feet all day and my feet only mildly hurt after 6+ hours. With the other shoes I was wearing, my feet would be in so much pain after 4 hours. I had to massage my feet during my lunch, wrap them every night, and take ibueprofen at least once a week. And I got these shoes on clearance only $30.
So I was fishing with some friends and I hooked what they told me was a log, but I was sure it was alive. Reeled it in to find an alligator snapping turtle the size of a dog. It's illegal to kill them, but I did anyway. It was on my land and eating our fish. They are dangerous as hell. I figured screw him.
I can't stand seeing sex scenes on TV, and even the mention of sex makes me uncomfortable. Because of this, I don't usually watch "regular" TV shows or movies - that is, live-action productions. Most of those are aimed at adults/general audience, so most of them naturally include references to sex. Almost all shows I watch are cartoons, either aimed at children or teens. I feel like a freak because of this so I don't talk about my watching habits to anyone but my immediate family.
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I'm training in therapeutic hypnotism as a hobby. I have some advice for a lot of you kids who have trauma. DO NOT try to relive it. A hypnotic trance will make the memory more vivid. Not accurate, but vivid because your brain will fill in the gaps and likely make it worse and make the memory even more fresh. There is NO need to go back. It will trigger PTSD. You gotta focus forward on what you want in life that will make you happy. The hypnotists all know this, but I wanted to be a smartass and try it. I went back to the place where I was bullied, I felt weak and powerless and it fucked me up for a month. My wife went back towards where she was molested as a kid. She freaked out. If you are a soldier, don't go back to that desert. Want to use hypnosis? Use it to forget. Convince yourself it was a bad dream and let it fade away. Focus on your future.
I worked at a Wendy's for about 2 months and hated it so much. The store manager was rude and clearly didn't give a rat's ass about me or any of my coworkers. They didn't formally train me on anything, just had me follow around and watch someone who worked there for a month until I had the jist. I worked at another Wendy's for a year prior, but I told them I didn't work or train in any of the sections they were putting me in. Another manager and a co-worker saw my strengths were mostly in dining room, but they never had me work out there. They just put me in positions they knew I sucked at and watched me struggle. I'm pretty sure I had my first panic attack there. Three times I cried my eyes out on the way home. I don't know how but I swear to this day the register was rigged to throw my balance off. No matter how carefully I counted change, the register would always be over or under at the end of the day. The only day it was perfect was the day I didn't have any debit/credit card payments. The Wendy's I worked at before didn't put newbies just anywhere. They'd start you on stuff like dishwashing, salad prep, and fries first, then move you up the longer you were there. The people on registers had all been there for years and knew the restaurant backwards and forwards. You would get training on a computer before working something new. Our store manager had been a district manager before. He set the bar really high for someone's manager at their first job. I only left because my mom died and I couldn't afford rent. I loved that job, came in any time they called asking for help, worked any time they wanted me. In the year I was there, only one or two people quit because they just didn't like it. At the Wendy's I hated and only worked at for two months, I was the third person to quit in those two months, and a fourth person quit right after me. With a turnover rate like that, that really tells you something about management. I hope the store manager has been replaced by someone better by now.
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I've never been so relieved to hear someone say it's time for your lunch. I was at work (cashier), had a constant line of customers for 2 hours, and I really had to poop. I kept thinking it was going to slow down long enough for me to finish my line, cut off my light, and rush to the bathroom. That didn't happen. Thank goodness for whoever sent a coworker to take over for me and send me to lunch. Hopefully my stomach doesn't do that again. I've got about 2 more hours until my next break.
For the first time in years, I talked to someone online elsewhere than on this site. I actually had the courage to use an account for it instead of doing it anonymously. And the conversation lasted more than half an hour! Right now, I feel really, terribly anxious that I might have made several social mistakes during the conversation but I also hope I can chat with her again.
I had along day. Woke up around 2pm dope sick as fuck. my dealer is out of heroin. So that led me to take a piece of a Suboxone. An hour later I began to feel better, as I do I realize I hate being sober, so I got a half g of some coke. My first shot was way too much. damn near fell over in the stall at work. I continued taking shots through my shift. each time my heart was like WTF. I tend to just keep going until what I have is gone. so I finish out my shift pretty fucked by the time it's over, I don't wanna go home and deal with the family! I'm geeked, so I call everybody who is cool enough to maybe let me chill kick it for a bit until I compose myself. nothing, nobody answers, it is 140 am at this point so I went to the bar, saw a few buddies and finally get a text saying come thru. it's from when I was trying to get coke earlier, so I did. I figured fuck it, so I go meet him and he has crack and ecstacy as well. shit. I've never had a huge problem with it but crack is a lot of fun. so I get a 20 and one of the beans as well. he says they have heroin or something in them so I'll try it. long story short, if I had gotten my heroin, I would have saved a fair amount of money.