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and the worst part is I have to leave behind my stuffed animal (don't judge me) and I'm terrified something could happen to him while I'm away,
I don't know the nature of your stuffed animal and it's meaning to you, but could you rent a secured locker or a safe deposit box to stash it in for the duration you're away? Check with U-Haul or your bank, depending on if your stuffed animal is super squishy or hollow.
 
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I don't know the nature of your stuffed animal and it's meaning to you, but could you rent a secured locker or a safe deposit box to stash it in for the duration you're away? Check with U-Haul or your bank, depending on if your stuffed animal is super squishy or hollow.
I probably sound autistic but I think of him like a little person, so I would feel bad about locking him in a dark box like that. I'd just take him with me ideally, but where I'm going is probably risky in terms of him getting lost, etc.
 
I saved my brother easily over 6 grand in babysitter fees and counting by watching his kids for him, helped him move 3 times breaking a toe in the process and fucking up my already then fucked up arms even further and helped fix up his current house he just moved into (was a lot more work than what it sounds). Never asked for anything in return nor did I ever want anything in return but he wanted to buy me a new fridge for all the help.

Sounds great, my cheap shitty fridge from 2004 is on its last leg. I'm a wagie with mounting medical debt I won't be able to pay off in my life time and my brother and his wife are making bank, I'm not going to feel bad for accepting it.

Then my mom catches wind and convinces him not to get me a fridge because "oh you don't have to do that he's more than fine helping you out he told me he never expects anything in return he's just happy to help" etc etc

Thanks mom. I sure couldn't of used that $700 I would of saved on having to buy a new fridge.
 
Down from 145 pounds to 127 pounds. Still overweight for my height (I'm under five feet), but definitely feeling much healthier and have more energy. I've started cycling again, and it feels nice. It's a good time of year to get back in shape, since I can enjoy the hiking trails and such since I'm no longer too much of a fat fuck to go on long walks. I hope that this time next year I will be fit again.
 
Working at the telemarketing job has given me a bit more confidence in my customer service skills so I talked to my recruiter about expanding my job search base (on advisement of family hearing what my job is). Plus observing how the company runs and manages its daily affairs has me more confident in my ability as an administrator or middle management. I have a sneaking suspicion that I know how their phone system works better then the company does, and could fix some persisting problems in less then a day, possibly less then an hour if they still have the passwords for everything.
 
I saved my brother easily over 6 grand in babysitter fees and counting by watching his kids for him, helped him move 3 times breaking a toe in the process and fucking up my already then fucked up arms even further and helped fix up his current house he just moved into (was a lot more work than what it sounds). Never asked for anything in return nor did I ever want anything in return but he wanted to buy me a new fridge for all the help.

Sounds great, my cheap shitty fridge from 2004 is on its last leg. I'm a wagie with mounting medical debt I won't be able to pay off in my life time and my brother and his wife are making bank, I'm not going to feel bad for accepting it.

Then my mom catches wind and convinces him not to get me a fridge because "oh you don't have to do that he's more than fine helping you out he told me he never expects anything in return he's just happy to help" etc etc

Thanks mom. I sure couldn't of used that $700 I would of saved on having to buy a new fridge.
Fucking tell your brother, you dumbass

"Hey bro, I know mom said all that stuff, and I really am happy to help just to help, but your offer about the fridge would have really helped me in my current situation. I don't want to impose, but if possible, I'd appreciate it if you could help me out with that."

You don't have to throw the help you've given him on his face, you don't even have to beg. It's just a thing that was between the two of you before your mom butted in, and you can let him know you could use it if he's still up for it, which I'm sure he still is.
 
Wife had a miscarriage this morning. I just feel so hollow still, I know it was early in the pregnancy, and these things are more common than people realize, but I can't sleep and I can't distract myself. She wanted to remain cautious until the first trimester was over and not really tell too many people or get excited just yet just in case anything like this happened, but I promised her that everything would be ok, like I had a thousand times before. She trusted me, and I let her down. I'm angry at myself, and if I'm being honest, there's a part of me upset that she's not angry at me too.
Things have slowly been getting more normal again since this day. I don't want to say completely better, because ever since what would have been her due date, everything feels more empty than it used to. We finally worked up the resolve to start trying again in January, and I know things like this can take time, but I won't lie and say it's not disheartening that it hasn't happened again yet. It felt like it happened so easily the first time.
 
Third day as a telemarketer and I've lost all respect for people who, instead of taking the time to find solutions for their problems, become very angry and take it out on people who have no control over the solution.

Unrelated, Here's the links for the Do not Call registries for Canada and the states. plus most european countries should have one too.



Also, fun fact: if you give your phone number to a company who then sells it's list of numbers to other companies, none of the other companies know if somone requested that one specific company stop calling them. All the companies do respect the do not call registry, as the fines for violating it is so hefty that even the most janky ass number databases supports cross checking against the dnc list.
A lot of boomers are fucking retarded and walk through life as if they're dealing with salespeople with real power and autonomy and shit like it's the fucking 1950s. It seems like the two groups that don't like looking things up, and get angry over whatever they assume the case should be in the head when it doesn't even map onto reality, are progressives and boomers.

They'll fucking yell and be abusive to some poor pajeet working hard, doesn't get all the language nuances, is undertrained, as a shit boss, etc. I had Indian offshore on my old job call me for help against company policy because nobody else would help them. People here and elsewhere say shit implying the pajeets are just stupid and that's why offshore help is so bad, and I can't attest to things like programming, but for what I did, they were no less hard workers but had awful training, awful bosses who gave them awful instructions, and the companies do all this DEI shit but treat them like second-class citizens. These rank and file support and stuff are real people under a lot of stress and I'm amazed most of them never show it over the phone, even though I've seen them stress out behind the scenes.

They have jobs just like everyone else. You ever start a new job and someone gives you some weird ass task and you aren't even sure if it's your actual job or they're just some dipshit that doesn't themselves know what they are doing and gave the wrong person the wrong thing? It's very easy to be confused in these kinds of jobs because not only does poor training put you in a never-ending state of stress and uncertainty, but other dipshits come around and confuse you too.
 
Things have slowly been getting more normal again since this day. I don't want to say completely better, because ever since what would have been her due date, everything feels more empty than it used to. We finally worked up the resolve to start trying again in January, and I know things like this can take time, but I won't lie and say it's not disheartening that it hasn't happened again yet. It felt like it happened so easily the first time.
Would it help if you had some sort of "goodbye" ritual? Like hiking to a place with a beautiful view and leaving behind a baby rattle or something?
 
Had a good dinner with some relatives that came over to hang out with us yesterday. Felt a few mosquito bites on my toes that itched a lot but thought nothing of it from then on because I felt fine otherwise.

Come this morning, I was unable to get out of bed because apparently a mosquito bit my left knee and it swelled up so large that it was impossible to move without pain (I'm allergic). Once I finally got out I was greeted with the site of at least 36 more bites on both my legs (excluding several more that I got in... worse places). For some reason my entire upper half is untouched but my lower is so bite-ridden that it's hard to walk without it hurting. Have applied benadryl spray thrice to each bite (with several-hour intervals between each application) and four times on the knee bite (that blew up the biggest), but they're still itchy as fuck and I don't want to move.

Very weird that outside of this my day's actually been kind of great. I've been in an inexplicably good mood throughout and I'm having lunch as I write this. It's very yummy. God's got a strange sense of humor...
 
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Fucking glowies showed up to my house asking me about my mexican neighbor that's likely abusing his daughter and running a chop shop out of his back yard garage

They showed up to my house in a marked police car in uniform to ask me about my convicted murderer ex gang member neighbor and got upset when I told them I'm not going to cooperate because I like not being murdered in my sleep by my neighbor.

20 minutes after the glowies left the neighbor in question is at my front door asking me what that was about and asked "we cool gringo?"

Fucking glowies are going to get me stabbed. At least show up in civilian clothes
Price of eggs keeps going down in our area. Dozen grade AA Jumbo eggs was $1.54 at the commissary today, down from $1.81 last week. Yet earlier this year the same eggs were going for $7.08 a dozen. Wonder how much lower the eggs will go down in price.
You lucky nigger its still $5 where I am
 
Price of eggs keeps going down in our area. Dozen grade AA Jumbo eggs was $1.54 at the commissary today, down from $1.81 last week. Yet earlier this year the same eggs were going for $7.08 a dozen. Wonder how much lower the eggs will go down in price.
Not really surprising. Eggs may be a staple food but people will even stop buying them as often if they triple in price. Jacking the price up problably created an oversupply.
 
Yesterday, my coworkers were making a big deal over how "weird" they think they are. It was both amusing and cringey. Especially because they're all normal people. Yes, including the woke trannie-loving coworker I've complained about in the "What Really Grinds My Gears" thread. Though I suspect he may troon out someday, all the same he loves sports, goes to bars and pubs with his friends, attends concerts, and does other normie stuff. Mind you I don't think my coworkers are bad because they're normies, but all the same I can't take their claims of being weird seriously. My boss thinks she's weird because she wears a leather jacket at a concert. Another coworker thinks she's weird because she likes baking cupcakes and spending time with her grandson. I wish I was joking!

I actually told them they sound like normal well-adjusted people to me. Oddly enough, my boss took a slight offense to that. She wasn't angry, but she didn't understand why I don't think they're weird. I wasn't even being mean, condescending, rude, or snooty about it. I actually thought they would LIKE being told they're normal.

I guess normies have a very low threshold for what counts as weird. I find that a bit unnerving.
 
I guess normies have a very low threshold for what counts as weird. I find that a bit unnerving.
I am so sick of normies thinking they have any claim to be weird. Because they like Invader Zim or something. Fuck off. I've seen shit so weird it will not just kill you but your entire family. But I can also act normal.
 
I am so sick of normies thinking they have any claim to be weird. Because they like Invader Zim or something. Fuck off. I've seen shit so weird it will not just kill you but your entire family. But I can also act normal.
Exactly! Speaking for myself, I don't even go out of my way to be weird, openly call myself weird, or anything like that. Yet I get considered weird by default just because I'm socially awkward and have eccentric tastes, hobbies, interests, etc. I don't even advertize or flaunt that stuff either. Ironically, the self-proclaimed weirdos call me weird simply because I am just nonchalantly being myself. Funny how that works...
 
maybe they think that being weird means "deviation from the hivemind of conformity" and not "regularily doing illogical things"?
Good point. Ironically, in my opinion, their deviations are still in line with the hivemind. What they consider illogical isn't, at least generally speaking, because illogical to them means thinking for yourself and not unquestionably fitting in.

Who knows? We could discuss this to hell and back. It still amuses me that my boss thinks her liking leather jackets is somehow deviant or weird, but it's really not. Ultimately it doesn't matter, but to her it does. I don't know why. All the same, she's a nice person and I like working with her. She can like leather jackets all she wants!

In other news, I've recently started playing Pizza Tower. It's an awesome game, but I need to get used to the controls.
 
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