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Filling out a job application and I'm struggling with what to put for "Reason for Leaving" one one of them, I don't think "Manager showed up high and threatened to strangle people and also I think the business is a money laundering operation" is very professional.
"Work culture was not a good fit for me"
"I was unable to find meaning in my work at this job"
"management was alarmingly unprofessional"
"I wish to further my career more then what was available at my old position"

And when i asked Bing AI:
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Filling out a job application and I'm struggling with what to put for "Reason for Leaving" one one of them, I don't think "Manager showed up high and threatened to strangle people and also I think the business is a money laundering operation" is very professional.
"Creative differences"
 
Lately I have been thinking about a fantasy I had in high school were I just save up a few thousand bucks, pack a hiking kit with everything I'd need for living outdoors, and just leaving everything to walk along the interstate. I'm a single guy that has very little financial responsibilities, so I wouldn't really be abandoning anything more than my parents and job. I'd miss my folks, but could care less about the job cause I hate it anyway. Don't have any experience with camping, but I am relatively fit due to what I do for work. Could probably end up dead, but something in the back of my head feels the desire to just go. I'm sure this fantasy is way more common than I believe it is, but I just wanted to share with fellow retards on the internet.
Ok Christopher McCandless
 
"management was alarmingly unprofessional"
This is probably the best way to put it!
I ended up writing that I had to leave due to budget issues ,which is true since the business was hemmoraging money. It they're still open by the end of the year it will almost guarantee that something else is going on behind the scenes. Sucks because this was genuinely my favorite job, it was great when my boss wasn't being a lunatic 😆
 
I only had about 45 minutes of work today, much like most days. So I got stoned with the Indian guy who works at the liquor store, cleaned my house, and am now enjoying my patio, which is basically an outdoor man cave, now. I'm pretty okay, today, been on an unusually positive vibe, even, and wish all of my kiwikomrades can find a piece of what I'm feeling right now. I'm sure my cynicism will return with a vengeance, but I hope it takes its time.
 
Highly interesting post incoming:
The weather has finally calmed down and it will be 20-25°C (68-77° Freedomheit) plus rain in the next couple of days and i couldn't be happier. I hate summer, my mutt genetics never kicked in and i'm basically catathonic once the needle reaches 30°C+. Got an apointment that gave me some minor headaches out of the way yesterday so tonight i'm going out with the missus to sorta celebrate.
I am going to murder you on July 4th, 2045. It will be made to look like a "Patriotic Accident" involving fireworks and a shipping container.
Watch Null announce that he's getting pissed off by being subpoena'd for user data again in a couple of days :story:
 
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FRIENDLY REMINDER TO THE LACTOSE INTOLERANT
ICE CREAM IS STILL DAIRY EVEN IF IT'S DIFFERENT ENOUGH IN FORM TO MAKE YOU FORGET WHEN YOU'RE TIRED AT 10PM

i'm feeling better now thankfully but last night was the worst reaction i've had in years
could barely sleep because it lasted so long that the sun came up by the time I was well enough to start getting drowsy
makes me wonder if there's some kind of permanent cure for this stuff and if I'm brave enough to get it
anyways, I'm going on a vacation tomorrow, so i'll be absent from the farms for a bit (I hope)
going to see my grandparents for probably the final time (assuming they don't make it to triple digits), so it'll probably be a bit melancholy, but I'm sure gawking at waterfalls and surfing rivers will help ease my mind a little when the inevitable topic arises
 
> grandma's side of the family tries to sue me over a dispute over grandpa's will thinking they deserve far more than what's clearly stated by him
> lawyer fees eating up what ever money is left from the inheritance
> aunt that was handling all of this gets fed up and passes power to me
> "do what ever you want Sandy"
> decide fuck it, it won't make a difference for me at this point with how little money I'll inherit
> continue dragging out the lolsuit as long as possible to empty every last penny
> money is all depleted, they're pissed, offer them an agreement
> "you get the house, I get the land its on or we can keep this lolsuit going and waste even more money"
> they agree
> promptly tell them to remove the mobile home off my land
> costs them more to move it than what the house is worth
> they're now down 20k
> one of their kids is driving grandma's car, a car I have the title to that legally belongs to me with how everything was setup
> demand the car back as its legally mine
> they are livid and refuse
> reports car stolen
> glowies eventually get it back
> receive angry legal letter from the family claiming I stole the car demanding I transfer the title


:gunt: total financial death :gunt:
 
> aunt that was handling all of this gets fed up and passes power to me
> "do what ever you want Sandy"
> decide fuck it, it won't make a difference for me at this point with how little money I'll inherit
Spite is a powerful motivator. Plus if you conceded they would probably just demand more and more and would have the lawyer money to fight for it.
 
I'm about to buy an air-fryer so i can cook vegetables in my room.
This could well be a turning point for me.:)
I got the Instant Pot Duo, which is a combination pressure cooker and air fryer. Pretty neat, I've been using it quite a bit.

Also fuck printers and anybody who makes you print out forms and mail them.
 
I have a nosy neighbor who is speedrunning Christianity because he is old and wants into Heaven. He will not stop offering to do things for me. I continue to refuse or ignore but he has some kind of mission, apparently. He keeps telling me he "loves" me. He doesn't know anything about me. It's creepy.

There are worse problems but he's a nosy fucker and I am extremely tired of nosy neighbors. He is a male Gladys Kravitz. I do not want to be his ticket to heaven. I want to live in a hole in the desert if Starlink can still provide Internet access. I am so god damned through with neighbors.
 
I have a nosy neighbor who is speedrunning Christianity because he is old and wants into Heaven. He will not stop offering to do things for me. I continue to refuse or ignore but he has some kind of mission, apparently. He keeps telling me he "loves" me. He doesn't know anything about me. It's creepy.

There are worse problems but he's a nosy fucker and I am extremely tired of nosy neighbors. He is a male Gladys Kravitz. I do not want to be his ticket to heaven. I want to live in a hole in the desert if Starlink can still provide Internet access. I am so god damned through with neighbors.
Just remind him that the deadliest of the sins is pride, and pretending to be all loving to seem more faithful is pride.
 
I think I've come to a weird revelation moment. I've been doing something for a long time and I now sort of questioning whether or not I'm happy doing it anymore. Now it sounds like a dumb question, just ask yourself, "well are you actually happy?". And the answer is I don't really know.

Even for guys like Chris, even he has the ability to just stop doing something when he's bored of it and move on. I've come to a point where I'm unsure of even my own feelings toward something. Sometimes I don't really know what keeps me doing it still.
 
I think I've come to a weird revelation moment. I've been doing something for a long time and I now sort of questioning whether or not I'm happy doing it anymore. Now it sounds like a dumb question, just ask yourself, "well are you actually happy?". And the answer is I don't really know.

Even for guys like Chris, even he has the ability to just stop doing something when he's bored of it and move on. I've come to a point where I'm unsure of even my own feelings toward something. Sometimes I don't really know what keeps me doing it still.
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I feel like reading this comic may resonate with you.
Generally I find that everything is going to shit, and it makes it harder to enjoy things. i don't know if you're referring to a job or a hobby or a faith, but finding happiness in one thing can help make the rest more palatable. Sometimes it's just the matter of trying something new or different.
 
I did root my smart tv and install an adfree version of jewtube. I mainly watch it through my Chromecast, and it apparently works. I feel a little stupid, because the solution is over 2 years old by now. But I'm happy that I finally can avoid ads on my smart tv.

Did order a garden couch + outdoor rug. I'm lucky enough to have a winter garden and have a little more flexibility in furnishing as it's protected from weather. It's small and incredibly ugly, so haven't wanted to be outside there.
So I have been brainstorming the last few days about what the hell to do to make it look nice.
But I enjoy that, I look forward to transform the space. The couch and rug is like the fundamentals, it's hard to imaging anything else. Before they are in place.
 
I have a nosy neighbor who is speedrunning Christianity because he is old and wants into Heaven. He will not stop offering to do things for me. I continue to refuse or ignore but he has some kind of mission, apparently. He keeps telling me he "loves" me. He doesn't know anything about me. It's creepy.
There was a comedy bit about that, old people getting really religious because "it's like they're studying really hard the night before the test"; I don't remember by who it was, I thought it was Dylan Moran, but I looked for it and I think it wasn't. It might have been George Carlin.

So anyway I leave you with this bit by Moran instead.
 
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