How are you doing? - Kiwi Farms Wellness Check

The snow was cleared up in a couple days and the roads are safe again. Went back to work yesterday without much of a problem.

My GP is calling me in for an appointment on Monday so I can only assume that means he thinks I have cancerAIDS. These visits cost money even with copay so I had to ask my dad for financial help and it doesn't helped that I owed $90 in federal taxes this year. I guess owing money means you've finally made it and the government gets to punish you for that.

So much shit has been spiraling in my life and I just keep putting it off with booze. I know my relationship is full of communication problems and we're going to meet up in a couple of weeks. But we haven't decided on a hotel and every time I feel like talking to her about our issues, she's either at work or I'm just tired and out of it from my illness or work. She probably thinks everything is just fine, too.

Oh, and an income restricted apartment complex got back to me when I asked them if I qualified. So tired of living with roomates but to hell with spending 45% of your income on housing after taxes.
 
3.5 weeks until I get off of night shift, somebody please blow my head off. Want to get my Network+ cert before then. I'll have the first week off via paid leave so I'll have 9 days to myself that I can spend harassing people on the internet which is pretty cool. One of my team leads came in at 2 am yesterday to train us a little bit since we don't do shit on nights and I didn't have any huge hang ups so I still got what it takes, thankfully.

I think I'll start college in June - I have my GI bill still and with the housing stipend it gives me I'll be making the equivalent of $150k.

Also I spent $120 on a 10qt lunch box, 1.1qt thermos and a 18oz food jar from Stanley and I realized I needed to get the 1qt thermos for it to fit in the lunch box so fuck me I guess. """"only"""" $40 so I guess I'll have two of them.
Ok niggers.

A few months ago, we found out that there were layoffs/everyone was going on day shifts/blah blah blah, and I was friends with one of the team leads so I asked for a 6 am-2 PM schedule. It comes to my attention Tuesday that I was not one of the people on that shift, so I messaged them 30 minutes ago like wtf and they start taking the piss out of me then offer for me to work 0930-1800 which is fucking retarded. I've been on night shift for the past 6+ months, I have a crippling energy drink addiction and I have no time to myself before its time to go to work, so I would hope that I would receive preferential scheduling treatment since I helped others avoid this fucked ass shift.

Unfortunately for these niggers, I get $46k a year from the VA untaxed because the military fucked me up to the point of nearly dying, which covers all of my bills with ~$300/mo left over. Just scheduled an appointment with the college I'm trying to go to so I'll get an extra $14k untaxed from the GI bill for "housing" that I can spend on food, not to mention my 12k~ in savings right now, so I will try to leave April 1st.

Unfortunately they have a policy where you have to pay back any TA you used in the last year which is about $1500 for me, but its whatever. God bless the VA.
 
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Side note; it's unpaid. I'm not paid at all for this which is fine. I'm here for the experience but I'm like....kinda ready to start screaming because I just want to get this shit done.
Cool then you have carte blanche to bang out whatever the fuck you want. He's obviously too retarded to help you. Let us know how it ends.

Tax: I'm tired of being here, I want to go back to work.

I've recently broke my habit of coming home from work, taking a 3 hour nap, getting up for a while and then sleeping 6 hours. Ive been doing this since I quit my 12 hour nightshift job years ago. The days feel a lot longer, and I feel like I get a lot better sleep. My insomnia seems to have diminished and I can get 8 hours of straight sleep. Still wake up really tired, but I feel like I have a decade of shit sleep to fix, and I can make it through some days without caffeine.
 
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Maybe I'm fundamentally misunderstanding this SoMe bullshit. I use social media once in a blue moon so I'm also not stalking Apple's Facebook posts. At the same time, maybe it's literally my job to make up posts and be the internet's mouth piece for the company,
I'm in similar shoes. My job involves a lot of social media bullshit, and unless there's a specific thing to communicate in a very direct way, I just don't see the point at all. No one wants a parasocial relationship with a corporate entity.

My boss also has a tendency to be overly vague when it comes to outlining the desired PR approach. I have to write a newsletter every month and it's always completely aimless, brain-meltingly retarded garbage that no one in their right mind would ever want to read. I've even told him that no one on the public newsletter list cares about our boring "Behind the Scenes" stories or profit margins. I said the only reason for a normal person to ever sign up for our newsletter at all is for giveaways and special offers, not the drip-fed novelization of our insipid internal affairs. He disagrees. He wants something "rooted in humanness", something that "communicates a heartbeat within the corporate shell", blah, blah, blah...

Maybe the next newsletter should just be a collection of dick pics from upper management. This would at least approximate an online relationship.
 
Cool then you have carte blanche to bang out whatever the fuck you want. He's obviously too retarded to help you. Let us know how it ends.
The issue is that he doesn't allow me to work on the platform itself but just create a bunch of fucking drafts that he wants to go over.

The purpose is to educate me in the midnight of a "brand persona"

But therein lies another problem: have to wing it and then adjust from the feedback he gives me because he gives me no pointers or any topics or any insight to the company so I'm basically put in a position where I have to get into the mindset of representing the company without any insight into the company.

I know what it does and stuff and the general brand that it wants to portray but I need more so I put it out there.

I think though I finally got part my issues through to him the other. As in I'm not sure how to approach SoMe and I would like some examples to look at. Next step is asking for insight in the company.

I'm in similar shoes. My job involves a lot of social media bullshit, and unless there's a specific thing to communicate in a very direct way, I just don't see the point at all. No one wants a parasocial relationship with a corporate entity.

My boss also has a tendency to be overly vague when it comes to outlining the desired PR approach. I have to write a newsletter every month and it's always completely aimless, brain-meltingly retarded garbage that no one in their right mind would ever want to read. I've even told him that no one on the public newsletter list cares about our boring "Behind the Scenes" stories or profit margins. I said the only reason for a normal person to ever sign up for our newsletter at all is for giveaways and special offers, not the drip-fed novelization of our insipid internal affairs. He disagrees. He wants something "rooted in humanness", something that "communicates a heartbeat within the corporate shell", blah, blah, blah...

Maybe the next newsletter should just be a collection of dick pics from upper management. This would at least approximate an online relationship.
Is your boss my boss? They sound very similar. He's a nice guy and he's very accommodating but my god is he painfully obtuse at points which says a lot because he has an amazing ability to talk a lot without saying anything matching the amount of words coming out of his mouth.

It's triggering some kind of sensory information overload when I already understand his point but he's talking at me until my brain short circuits and I have to take a minute long break to just resurface.

Some choice quotes from him that illustrates my issues with his coaching.

"We represent a brand that exists for the smaller guys", "Our customers aren't customers. They are companions", "We have passion and love for the world and the people we help", "Focus on the good story and the emotional message".

"Elevate your brand, expand your hand".
That was a quote he actually told me in how he views the company's identity. That and "Positivity, personality, being relatable, confident and caring"

Right....

I had to write a new years greeting for their customers and I enjoyed that actually. I don't enjoy social media.
 
Can't say I've been my normal self. I've been in one of those lows where easy tasks are suddenly hard, brain's foggy, and I'm easily irritated. I think I fucked up my circadian rhythm! Responsibilities are piling up, so it's time to dust off the calendar and break it down. Other than that, I can't wait for spring so I can get outside and garden!
 
My buddy's little kids are getting old enough to recognize something is wrong with me. They were laughing at me and their dad told them to stop, and I could see the wheels clicking. I felt like I should have said something but I didn't know what, and I haven't talked it over with my buddy either.
Is it autism? Sorry hate to assume that but you're on Kiwi Farms.

Try to have a sense of humor about it, whatever it is, and show you aren't one of the bad ones, whether it's the puzzle piece thing or something else. Obviously kids shouldn't mock you for something out of your control, but they're kids. Kids are little psychos almost by definition. That's why we never permanently diagnose them as psychos before adulthood.

They probably are not being malicious. They are laughing at something they find funny. Their dad realizes this is inappropriate and may be hurting your feelings.

I'd say thank your friend for telling them to stop, maybe ask him to explain what's wrong with you to them (if appropriate) (I really do not know and I am assuming tism solely because you are here), and otherwise let it slide.

Do not get bent out of shape about what kids do. They're smarter than usually recognized, but despite their ability to recognize when someone is weird or odd in some way, they don't really understand not to be mean about it.

Recent example, I was in a big block store and some kid looked at me and said "Nice shave dude." He actually said exactly that. And I had a four day growth and looked like a total retard. I seethed for about ten seconds before realizing I'd have done something like that myself at the same age, because I was a rude little dick.
 
Going to politsperg a bit here. I detest living in industrial society, I don’t think I (or most people) can truly be content in this environment, it’s a complete evolutionary mismatch. I can get by from doing surrogate activities (like browsing Kiwifarms) but it will never be truly fulfilling activities. I read Uncle Ted first a few years ago, at first I thought he was completely wrong and disliked him, but over time I saw his way and how he was completely correct about almost everything. I’m trying to save up to buy rural land in Maine or Montana and just live mostly off-grid. By my current estimations it will be at least 2-3 years of living extremely frugally before I can afford some land. But I’m paranoid some company will gobble up all the land before I can buy anything. I play the lottery in a vain attempt to win something.
Not to be too much of a religisperg, but have you considered taking some vacation time to a monestary to see if you like the off-grid life?
 
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Not to be too much of a religisperg, but have you considered taking some vacation time to a monestary to see if you like the off-grid life?
I have thought about that in the past but in the case of Buddhist monestaries they have strict rules on joining. They’d see my situation as trying to run away from my problems, while the monestary is strictly for seeking enlightenment. But even with something like a catholic monestary, they seem to have strict rules of what you can and cannot do, which is at odds with my goals
 
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Got a bit dehydrated, I wasn't thinking about stuff and was too busy doing what I was doing. My mom said it got to the point she noticed my lips got pale, but up to that point I didn't notice. Now that I got done and got to sit down I am a little lightheaded... Drinking some water and I ate some candy plus some quick goyslop so I'll be fine. She got me some ibuprofen and made sure I got a tall glass of water.

I love my mom so much, it's unbelievable...!

Anyway, I'm getting my shit for college in order, but I also signed up for some glowie-adjacent work program I forgot about. I just remembered them cause I got an email saying I'm eligible for an interview that I can schedule whenever I want. I'm gonna schedule it for next week and see how that goes.

College in a few months and possibly work training... Things are on the up and up! :optimistic:FeelsGreatMan.:optimistic:
 
I am now one spark plug away from being back in the air, so that's good. Dental work starts again next week, so that's not. We'll see how much the implant sucks vs the extraction a few months ago.

And in other news, I need less stuff. I just sorted my USB cable collection it's down to one large plastic tub, still feels like too many and now I need to start that on all my other parts collections. And maybe figure out what to do with the 3d printer I made redundant by buying a new one. It's hacked to hell and back so I need to re-assemble the control board and put a normie friendly display on it if I want to sell or donate it.

So many projects, I think I'll go watch some TV.
 
Came home from work on Wednesday starting to feel warm, then spent the next three days knocked on my ass by the flu. Fortunately no GI symptoms but easily one of the worst I've had. And that's saying something as I can count the times I've had the flu on one hand, maybe two now with this one. Starting to feel better but I sound like a pooner now, it's so over doods
 
Back in 2022 I got fired from a management position at a job I loved because the maniac ex-crack dealer running the place got assblasted at me for taking a day off when I was too sick to get out of bed- mind you this was the one and only time I'd ever called out in the year or so that I worked there, and I had got nothing but praise as a hard worker before that.

Today I learned that the business has not only closed, but maniac ex-crack dealer has also lost his house and car. A very small part of me feels bad to laugh, because some businesses that I love have also closed recently for financial reasons. But a much larger part of me is cackling.
 
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