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2023.06.01 17:41 auntlose Help with entering phone number
Hello! I'm traveling to Switzerland from the US in a couple weeks and trying to make a reservation at a restaurant using an online form.
It requires a phone number, and I cannot for the life of me figure out how to enter my phone number (or any phone number) in a pattern that the website accepts. I even have tried copying and pasting the restaurant's phone number into the box and adding mine in the comments, but it still won't accept it.
What is the standard way you would enter a Swiss phone number into a form? I feel like an idiot for not knowing, but I could use some help!
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2023.06.01 17:41 gemino1990 Just got back home- here’s my review
My family of four stayed at the Conrad which is really close to Akumal for 6 days and then one night in Cancun before we left.
We rented a car from easyway which was no problem at all except I am still waiting to get the deposit back. I was really paranoid about being pulled over after reading some posts on here but we never had an issue. Renting a car was nice, but driving into Tulum was kind of a nightmare with the car. Parking was extremely hard to find and the cops at the beginning of town really made me nervous. The other drivers in Mexico are really aggressive so you have to pay close attention to avoid accidents.
The resort we stayed at was beautiful and the seaweed really wasn’t an issue until a storm came in on one of our last nights and then we could really see what everyone was talking about. There was tons of seaweed floating and the water looked brown instead of the pretty blue that we saw all the days before. We did have an issue at checkin where our room wasn’t ready at 6pm which was extremely frustrating considering we had been traveling since 3am that morning and we were wearing sweatpants and tennis shoes. We also brought a 12 pack of beer to the resort and the staff misplaced it. I had to ask about it and then they figured out where it was and brought it to our room. Our problems were resolved with a $100 credit to our bill. The restaurants and alcohol on our resort were extremely expensive. Luckily the 2 adults got free breakfast every day and we mostly went off the resort to stock up on booze and snacks and sometimes ate a late lunch in town.
We visited Akumal and I loved it much more than Tulum. It was much less stressful to park and we took the snorkel tour with the turtles and the beach was nice there.
We also went to casa tortugas cenotes which was a really great experience just make sure you bring a waterproof cellphone case and cash rather than card.
On our way back to Cancun we stopped at playa del Carmen which was really beautiful and had tons of shopping. Lots of people thought we were Canadian and we constantly trying to pull us into their shops placing necklaces on my daughters and pressuring us to buy shit we didn’t want. We ended up avoiding 5th avenue on the walk back to our car so we wouldn’t get hassled.
Cancun was actually really awesome because everything was so convenient. ATMs were easy to find and the hotel we stayed at was walking distance from all the cool stuff.
Not following advice on how to convert money was super annoying. We found ourselves searching for a working atm multiple times and we were paranoid about using the random ones in Tulum. Our hotel had two machines but the pesos machine was out of order and the usd machine charged us nearly $30 to take out $200. I got ripped off $20 at a money exchange in playa del Carmen where the lady said I gave her $20 less than I did and then when I called her out she said “no ingles” I realized I shouldn’t have tried to convert as much money as I did and that would have helped in that scenario.
Also got ripped off at the gas station. I gave the guy a $20 and turned around and he had $1 in his hand instead. At the time I didn’t realize what had happened so I didn’t know until we got back to the hotel and I read the post on here and realized that’s a common scam.
In Cancun we were set on eating tacos and we found this little taco shop that we had to go get money out for. We came back and sat down and started to order and the lady told us all the prices on the menu were actually 20 pesos more than what was listed. It was a slap in the face but we paid it anyway.
And the last downside is that because we did eat off the resort a few times, my husband and I are suffering from diarrhea still.
Overall we had a great time but it does feel shitty being taken advantage of because I’m a white tourist. I want to support these Mexican vendors but found myself sticking to shops where prices are listed to avoid being haggled and ripped off. Oh an we never had any moment where we didn’t feel safe.
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2023.06.01 17:41 mustytomato Disgust
It’s such a visceral feeling.
I have a coworker that I positively cannot stand. She reminds me too much of my parents, but somehow even worse. Walks around with a permanent frown, talks like everything’s just the biggest inconvenience to her specifically. It’s impossible to have a conversation with her and not feel like absolute waste of space afterwards, because if she isn’t yelling about something she simply says ok to anything you say or just checks out. Complete disinterest for others leeks out of her, yet she monopolizes every “conversation” she can get near, talking only about herself like it’s the most interesting thing in the world. Needless to say, we’ve never had a good relationship, even the times she’s tried to be “nice” to me (after sh*tting on me for a few years) because it didn’t take long for me to absolutely hate her guts. Even her smile is creepy and the rare good mood can turn sour in a matter of seconds without warning. I have no idea how anyone else tolerates her at all.
But today I’ve found a new feeling on top of it all: disgust. And the interesting thing is, it showed up while she was being somewhat vulnerable. She got emotional (choked up with tears which quickly went away btw) over something not even personal to her and the only thing I felt was deep, deep disgust. I wanted to just curl my lip and tell her that she doesn’t get to act all mushy and sad while making life hell for everyone around her, to just stop it and get over herself. To just shut up and leave, go cry where her feelings can’t stick to anyone like poisoned tar.
My mother was the same. Anything she felt was like radiation, it clung to me even from a distance and because she couldn’t deal with it, everyone else had to. And I felt the same disgust for her every time she showed vulnerability, no matter the cause. I don’t feel this with others, people I respect and care for can show me whatever and it’s fine, I welcome it, encourage it. But people who are unsafe and abusive do not get to be small and soft in my world, maybe because I have to be hard to even be near them, against all that I normally stand for and it feels unfair, almost like they’re rubbing it in my face. “Boohoo, look at me, I have feelings too, now cater to me even more!”.
In a way, maybe it’s good. Disgust is natural, it makes you avoid instead of seeking what you shouldn’t want anyway. I can sometimes still feel myself just really needing to connect with her, the coworker, even if I wish she’d just disappear one day and I never have to deal with her again. Maybe this will finally make me not let her live in my head so much, all that negativity cracking my calm, uninvited. But man, that disgust really digs deep.
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2023.06.01 17:41 mittens36297338 Tips to start traveling while working?
This might be a dumb question but I want to know of any traveling hacks that y'all might have when you first got started on your digital nomad journey? I'm fully remote and I want to start traveling while working, and I think I'm going to start with short 4-5 day trips in nearby states to get comfortable with just traveling first (I've barely traveled in my life). I live in the USA on the east coast, and I want to start by taking short trips around this coats, any recommendations for nice areas near me? Thank you!
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2023.06.01 17:40 SF-light 2023 Q2-Q3 Roadmap
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Heading your valuable feedback, we’ve outlined a new exciting course for Grimlight for 2023 Q2-Q3. This updated roadmap heralds a change in our development cycle schedule as we shift from biweekly patch to a monthly patch cycle. This will enable our team to focus on adding more substantial gameplay content and reduce the introduction of bugs. Midnight Rifts - Raid Event
As the realms of Phantasia continue their relentless erosion, vast rifts have begun to form, letting loose unimaginable threats. As the Dreamer, you must gather allies to stem the tide. This thrilling new content allows you to rally your friends against formidable raid bosses. Seal of these rifts, halt the encroachment of the Dreamless, and acquire some fantastic endgame rewards in the process. https://preview.redd.it/fbaeol4gef3b1.png?width=1200&format=png&auto=webp&s=840601bb19e904776503cac18206752721eb5c5b Ascend to New Heights - Elemental Tower Challenge
Mysterious elemental towers have emerged around the Clouded Tower. Veiled in potent magic, these structures restrict the Dreamer to summon heroes of only one element at a time. Battle through hordes of adversaries as you ascend the tower, reaping rich rewards with every victory. https://preview.redd.it/9k1ldkpief3b1.png?width=1600&format=png&auto=webp&s=3cfb626f048948f7fe670ca3a28e9bb48f311db2 Chapter 12 Story Expansion
The story continues as the Dreamer continues to fight off Dracula’s illusions. As you traverse through this surreal realm echoing your past journey, Kyo’s Nightmares begin to make their move… https://preview.redd.it/u0lc0ewmef3b1.png?width=1600&format=png&auto=webp&s=9dd81adc7a025770d04cec35fd5ecf969328c05b New Hero Preview
Here is a sneak peak of some of the new heroes coming in the horizon! “I may have been a slave once, but now I am the master of my own destiny.” ~ Morgiana
From shackles to shadows, Morgiana, a former slave girl turned into an adept assassin, users her skills to strike fear in the hearts of her enemies.
“Bats are my friends, but they’re not as cute as me, right? ~ Mircalla
A capricious vampire maiden that delights in the thrill of the hunt as she playfully preys on the innocent.
“As the night falls, the hunt for the hunter begins.” ~ Laura
Laura, a steadfast schoolgirl turned into a vampire hunter, is fueled by vengeance as she is on the hunt for her former friend. Additional Changes
We’re thrilled to announce the inclusion of Japanese voice option that will be coming into the game in the near future. In addition, we’re aware of the frustration with the grinding in the Path of Midnight Tears for legendary equipment. Our team is looking to revamp this system to make it more accessible and less tedious to acquire rare items.
2023.06.01 17:39 I-LookLikeAnEngineer Considering moving to TriCities area
I'm considering moving to TriCities area and I was wondering about child friendly areas. Specifically, are there place like restaurants with playgrounds or outdoor areas for kids. Semi-nice restaurants, not fast food or anything too upscale. Just somewhere my husband and I can eat and have a cocktail while watching the kids play. We'll be moving away from family and I'm concerned about not having a support system. We both work and the ability to go out and have adult conversations is important to me. For reference my twins are five. So things that require a lot of oversight (like swimming) wouldn't work for us.
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2023.06.01 17:39 International_Try826 For individuals who have been married 10+ years, has marriage been worth it for you?
I'm a 23M and have been contemplating whether or not I want to get married in the future. Don't get me wrong I like the concept of being in love and having a partner to share my life with, but the data on divorce is scary. They say nearly 50% of marriages end in divorce and nearly 80% of the time its initiated by women - not to mention family law severely favors women in most divorces. If I ever get married I don't ever plan on divorcing my wife regardless of most issues that may come aside from infidelity, but how can I be sure she will do the same? She may be madly in love with me at the beginning and our relationship could start off amazing, but who is to say what 10+ years of life could do to a person? Considering this, couples who have been married 10+ years what has been marriage like for you? Do you still have that spark for one another? Was it all what its cracked up to be?
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2023.06.01 17:39 mrsamoorai [Sat, 6/3 @ 12pm] - Bronx Zoo Trip
A few friends of mine and I are planning on heading up to the Bronx Zoo this Saturday around noon. We're also planning on checking out some of the restaurants in the area, in case anyone gets hungry. Tickets start around $37.50 for adults, so try to buy them sooner rather than later. The weather forecast looks pretty good, albeit with a slight chance of rain. If you're interested in joining, please comment/message me so you can be added to our group chat for coordination.
Hope to see you soon!
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2023.06.01 17:38 DillonFromSomewhere Resignation Letter in Academic Essay Format
I know quitting your job as a cook usually simply comes with two weeks notice or a ragequit walkout, but for eleven months I worked at a new franchise that had such potential which was being squandered by the incompetence of upper management. I present the nearly 6000 word thesis I turned in on my last day. Locations and names have been changed to cartoon references. Brackets represent ambiguous information in place of specific details.
Opening in [Month/Year], Krusty Krab (KK) Bikini Bottom is on its 4th kitchen manager in less than a year. Krusty Krab O-Town has recently let go its inaugural kitchen manager and sous chef. Almost no member of the Bikini Bottom opening management team remains employed by KK. There is a pattern developing where one must question both the choice of employee and the directive given to new franchises. These lingering issues I brought concerns about in the first weeks of opening but was disregarded at every turn despite my experience with festival traffic. As a result I decided this was not a place I wanted to advance, but with a good-enough paycheck I’d be a lowly grunt in the kitchen four days a week, at five days a week I would have quit or been fired over a public outburst long ago. If Krusty Krab alters course slightly while being true to the brand this could be a successful chain.
My unique employment history in brick and mortar restaurants, food trucks, pop up culinary concepts, trade shows/conventions, and the film industry make me an ideal candidate to be on the opening team for new KK locations. My outgoing nature and foresight are valuable assets. For example, on training week before opening when I was standing around idly without a task I took it upon myself to organize the disarray that was dry storage. Overhearing Krabs tell another manager where he wanted the cleaning products placed, I had a jumping off point and the organization I created nine months ago is still largely in place. Since returning from my vacation in early February I have made it my mission to keep the storage area organized because it was again starting to resemble a hoarder’s house rather than a commercial kitchen. This is now part of my weekly routines because every time I turn my back there is more product being placed haphazardly just anywhere with little regard. I also recently reorganized the walk-in cooler because of problematic stocking with items being placed on the same shelf or below raw proteins. I also simply put all the like products together such as cheeses or fruits that were scattered amongst several shelves. With recent overordering I cannot keep up with the organization of the walk in cooler. The pattern recognition of food types and even simple shapes appears to be lost on the Bikini Bottom crew. My daily reorganization of containers is proof of this. Most days I’ll take a few minutes to put all cylinders together, all cambros together in descending volume, all deep and shallow pans next to each other rather than intermixed. My decision to be a kitchen manager at age 19 from 2005 thru 2008 and rarely enter restaurant management since is very calculated.
With my prior knowledge of professional kitchens I was becoming Bikini Bottom’s resident nag to coworkers as I made note of health department violations on a daily basis. I stopped after being largely ignored for two weeks. My regular health department nags include; a battle with jackets and hats being placed only in the designated area (a designated area that did not exist until I created a place for personal items a in January by neatly organizing the dry storage area again), waiting until prepped items are cooled before a cover is placed on top, placement of raw seafood, open containers (very often sugar, flour, and pancake mix bags ripped open and left), and dirty dishes/containers placed back in rotation. The dirty dishes and containers in rotation with the clean ones are at an atrociously high number. I have given up on making the 4th fryer seafood allergy safe too. With the low volume of seafood allergy safe items Bikini Bottom should purchase smaller baskets to visually discourage cross contamination with the other fryers and baskets. My skills to organize the kitchen do not end with simply where to store products to meet minimal health department standards.
Half of the space in the Bikini Bottom kitchen is completely wasted on an ill-advised walkway to the dishpit. An intelligent design would place a second doorway directly to the dishpit connected to the bar or where the bathrooms reside. Numerous times during the opening week of KK Bikini Bottom I said, yelled, sang, and muttered that we have too many food items for the amount of space we have. Icus stated that there was more space than Bluffington. Is Bluffington intelligently designed? Because Bikini Bottom most certainly isn’t. So Bikini Bottom actually has less space even if there is more square footage. See the attached diagram for an intelligent design that could potentially house a menu of this size. Bikini Bottom forces a line design on this kitchen when an open concept is needed for this menu. It’s as if this floorplan was created by a person who had only ever seen one commercial kitchen previously and couldn’t think 4th dimensionally to understand the needs of the workers to smoothly serve customers.
There is not enough counter space for pizzas without getting off the line, the microwave is placed completely out of the way, the freezer’s curved design is a waste of potential counter space and a falling hazard for containers stored on top of it, the toaster is an overcomplicated and overexpensive piece of machinery that serves exactly one purpose when a flat top could be used to toast bread and other purposes like a quesadilla special, sautee was designed without an overhang for spices, the pantry station lacks the counter space to have two containers of flour and two containers of batter for seafood allergies, there are no Frialator fryers which I have worked with at every single kitchen job previously instead we got the cheap Vulcan model (is that logical), the cheap low boy in pantry that doesn’t drain excess water anywhere it’s just supposed to evaporate somehow but doesn’t, the grill and fryer should be placed next to each other (with a higher volume of crossover than other stations), the floors are flat instead on having a mild decline towards the drains (just look at the standing water residing behind the oven right now), in the dishpit the spraying area and the filled sinks are backwards of a logical dipshit, the ramp to the back door is on the wrong side, there is no refrigerated place downstairs to stage extra food for busy shifts (the beer cooler is once again used for such food items because of this massive oversight), the prep station is an afterthought and miniscule, the dishes on the line are difficult to grab for anyone under 5’11” and inaccessible for anyone under 5’6” (instead of putting them underneath tables that also give that desperately needed counterspace I spoke of), there is not enough space to store to-go containers or boats behind the line, expo is lacking a low boy for the numerous items that are supposed to be cold but are instead kept at room temperature all day long, no one in management thought about buying shelves until right before Bikini Bottom opened as a result the clean full sheets sat on the floor for days, we had only the exact amount of 1⁄6 pans for an absurd amount of time making it impossible to rotate and clean them when necessary (which is daily), we still struggle with 1/9 pan supply. And just when I thought I documented all the poor design choices possible I stumbled upon a person whose office holiday party was booked at KK Bikini Bottom. The deck space works just fine as a deck. It does not double well as a gathering space. The space is too long and narrow for parties, it promotes little splitoff groups rather than a coming together of a larger gathering. It may be advantageous to contact a social psychologist for help designing a private party space that promotes intermingling rather than enforcing small pockets to form. The reorganization of the physical kitchen isn’t all that screams for an overhaul.
There are six positions on the line at the Krusty Krab; expo, oven, grill, sautee, fryer, and pantry. But the pantry and fryer positions are forced together like a bad remix. Everyone who mainly works pantry deserves a $6 raise immediately because it is a station and a half. Both Icus and Krumm, while kitchen manager, kind of acknowledged the pantry is too big for one station without outright mentioning the lopsided distribution of work. I imagine in the only location where this works, Bluffington, a second person joins the pantry at noon because of the unreasonable amount of items one person is tasked with. Bikini Bottom only has one person in this position at all times, maybe modify it for one person? The excess of items on the pantry position largely resembles a position I would call “set-up” or “build” at a previous job that made sensible choices. This build position should have tostadas, tacos, butcher’s blocks, toast, salads, lettuce wrap set ups, and preparing plating for whichever station is most bogged down. I have absolutely lost my mind yelling about salads at least once a month, ranting that they do not belong on the fryer position because of how illogical it is that five salads are included on the mountain of other items the pantry has. I have always considered working in a kitchen a kind of dance, and the pantry station demands an unnecessarily convoluted dance to keep up with the demand. Without the salads, tostadas, and tacos the station is already the busiest. Do we really need to combine ballet and swing by including these extra awkward dance steps in this single station? For a kitchen designed this poorly I suppose it is. Again, see attached document for an intelligently designed kitchen that might be able to accommodate this menu. Unless Bikini Bottom is going to close for a month to fix the baffling floor plan design the menu is shouting to be reduced to 30-36 items.
The menu is too big. Krusty Krab is the jack of all foods, master of none. In general I believe individual locations should be allowed 18% omissions, and 18% unique items to this wildly unwieldy menu sitting around 50 food items including sides. The insistence on keeping menu items that don’t sell at Bikini Bottom because of Bluffington is mind boggling. Chicken tenders do not sell at Bikini Bottom. fried sushi does not sell at Bikini Bottom, not enough to justify their place on the line. I don’t care how well these items work in Bluffinton. They. Do. Not. Work. At. Bikini. Bottom. If the KK location in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean sells an incredible amount of live krill does that mean Bikini Bottom and O-Town must sell live krill too? Take the fried sushi off the menu. I had a complete meltdown about this during a Dimmadome service and my valid point was met with indifference. Replace the kid’s tenders with a kid’s fish sticks. We already have the tilapia fish sticks on the line for tacos. Or make the kid’s fish sticks cod. We cut cod to order for fish tacos in spite of health code violations because it is too rare of an order to make beforehand. Saffron in mashed potatoes? If you must. Why are green tomatoes only on the menu during lunch? Bikini Bottom throws away a sizable amount of spoiled green tomatoes each week. Have green tomatoes on the menu all day long or don’t have them at all. The smoked salmon could go on salads or a special taco to justify its place on the line. The corn pico’s place on the line is unjustified. It only goes on one item, tostadas, which are not particularly popular. If we had a taco salad we could throw the corn pico on there. We also have unreasonable waste from unusable taco shells, smash up those imperfect taco shells and throw them on said taco salad. But before we add salads, let's get rid of the pear and kale salads. The pears' position on the line are unjustified, if we threw them on a taco variation maybe their place on the Bikini Bottom line could be argued but for now they only go on a salad that isn’t particularly popular. The kale salad is an issue of space for a 4th green for salads is too much. The krusty salad is my most hated house salad of all time. And it comes down to the toast with goat cheese. This ancillary step of spreading goat cheese on a cracker is an unnecessary step for an overly complicated dance and should be part of the expo dance if expo wasn’t a shoddily designed afterthought lacking a low boy.
There are a plethora of squeeze bottles on the pantry station that have no place on the overloaded station. They belong to an expo station with a low boy to keep them cold. Pantry has an overwhelming ten squeeze bottles: chipotle crema, sweet chili vinaigrette, buffalo, korean bbq, ranch, caesar, wine vinaigrette, lemon vinaigrette, honey mustard, and lemon aioli. Only the first four are justified on an intelligently designed fryer section, the second four belong on the build station, the last two have no place anywhere but expo. With this extra space sautee could keep their bottles and two purees cold in the fryer's lowboy instead of leaving them at room temperature all day inviting a pathogen party. This theorized intelligently designed expo would have room to keep these four squeeze bottles and a double of every sauce chilled to pour them into ramekins, a move that is highly common in the expo dance. The fact that expo doesn’t have a double of all squeeze bottles is foolish. Expo has to bother an overloaded station to pour these side sauces instead.
How many gallons of basil aioli has Bikini Bottom thrown away in 11 months? Four aiolis in general is way too many and most go on a single item; basil aioli on the incredibly unpopular veggie burger, lemon aioli for calamari, sweet chili aioli for the BLT that is only served half of the day, and garlic aioli actually goes on two items…I believe. What a colossal waste of precious little space, lose two aiolis and then you can sing the logical song with me. Perhaps we can put garlic aioli and sweet chili vinaigrette on the BLT separately and accomplish the exact same thing the sweet chili aioli does. The wings too have unneeded complications. Having worked at a sports bar specializing in wings for the better part of a decade I find KK’s plating of wings to be overly pretentious. The carrots, celery, and blue cheese have lost function. Heffer Wolf always said no one eats the carrot/celery julienne with blue cheese. It’s a complete waste of all the ingredients because you’ve gone too far with the presentation. Wings aren’t fancy. Wings are supposed to have a small pool of sauce and be sloppy. It’s like a sloppy joe that’s not sloppy, an unsloppy joe is a failure to sloppy joes just as the KK presentation of wings is a disparagement to the dish. Ever since training week back in 2022 I have used a scale to give Bikini Bottom a passing or failing grade.
Chokey Chicken to Chum Bucket is the scale I use to judge efficiency and sanity at Bikini Bottom. Both establishments are upscale casual dining experiences in Capitol City in the same vein as KK. Chokey had high employee retention and relatively smooth openings for new locations. Chum Bucket’s employee turnover was high and every location opening was chaotic. Which one sounds closer to KK? Chokey Chicken was filled with chefs I respect including Chef Ren Hoek who remains a close friend to this day. Ren lost his lifelong passion for kitchen work after working management at Chum Bucket. He’s actually seeking work in Bikini Bottom. Call him up at [phone number], but KK will give him Nam’ flashbacks of why he chose driving for a living rather than cooking for five years. The pair of us together helming Bikini Bottom with the ability to omit and create 18% of the overloaded menu can bring success to this franchise. We have worked well numerous times in the past on various concepts in the past including creating The Attack of the Pickled Tomatoes Burger for [Promotional live performance of a TV show] at the Capitol City Theater. We served 100 people in 60 at the [sitcom filming] lunch. That’s physically impossible but somehow we did it quite a few times.
A fun anecdote about Ren Hoek’s KK experience from the soft launch; on training week numerous times I brought concerns about being seafood allergy safe that were dismissed. As mentioned earlier the pantry station lacks the counter space to have two containers of flour and two containers of batter, one each of which seafood never touches. Before the soft launch Chef Stimpy from Bluffington insisted all customers just kind of know everything is prone to be seafood contaminated. Well, chef Ren was a customer that night and this absolutely was not communicated to customers. He claimed to have a slight seafood allergy and was not informed of what the crab soup was. In reality he does not have a seafood allergy. I didn’t discuss the seafood issue with Ren, separately we noticed egregious violations of food safety standards and we each responded in our own way. The soft launch service was so awful that night Chef Ren walked out of a free meal to pay for some ramen, never to return to Bikini Bottom. I attribute this oversight, and many of Bikini Bottom’s (and probably O-Town’s) problems to hubris over the Bluffington location.
Chef Chokey would also be hesitant to join the KK team. It will cost a finder’s fee just for me to reveal Chef Chokey’s name. Chef Chokey was a lead in the rapid expansion of Chokey Chicken restaurants. He opened numerous restaurants and was big on the philosophy that each restaurant must have its own personality in order to fit the unique local culture and the variety of working spaces. This is in direct conflict with the KK way that everything must be exactly like the Bluffington location no matter what. There was only one Chokey Chicken location that had the full menu, Chokey Springfield. Chokey Springfield had a large space which was intelligently designed to accommodate such a large menu. The KK menu is all over the place, closing in on 50 menu items which comes up as a failure on the Chokey Chicken/Chum Bucket scale. This is not the only area KK comes up as a major failure on the Chokey Chicken/Chum Bucket scale.
Has anyone in this company ever worked festival traffic before? Does anyone have the experience of working next to a major venue with 8000 seats before this one? The way Bikini Bottom handles Dimmadome services it certainly appears that the decision-makers fall on the wrong side of the Dunning-Kruger effect. Having all 50 items available during such massive traffic is completely asinine. An unwillingness to serve a partial menu is hindering the Bikini Bottom kitchen staff. I have worked festival traffic before, and Dimmadome events bring in festival traffic. I’ve worked inside a festival whose line never ended but every customer got their order in 5 minutes or less because the line kept flowing with only four items on the menu as that’s what was warranted at the B-Sharps Music Festival. I refuse to be set up for failure the way Bikini Bottom sets up Dimmadome services for failure. The entire week of concerts in [summer] 2022 I was set up for failure every day (it was after this I modified my availability to keep my sanity and my paycheck). When I brought my concerns about running efficiently during Dimmadome services I was labeled a B-worker for the first time in my employment history by Icus and Krabs. It is that moment which I was either going to holler at them both for being 2-dimensional thinkers who were obviously unqualified for the positions they accepted in this company, or just put my head down. If Bikini Bottom has a successful concert day service, hail your team because they snatched victory from the jaws of defeat. They swam with concrete shoes. I often wonder how many customers had bad experiences and never returned after concert days. A Dimmadome service should have no more than 25 items and have one or two specials to divert traffic towards an area the kitchen can keep moving. An Open Cup Open Plate (OCOP) special for foot traffic is absolutely needed. When I suggested OCOP special, Heffer was intrigued by this idea and immediately named burgers as the special to keep foot traffic flowing. Smithers wouldn’t hear this idea, babbling on about what’s advertised instead of hearing out a sound idea. This prattle despite radio commercials having inaccurate hours and social media promoting Bikini Bottom’s steak tacos to this day. I always found Smithers to be a better fit as a middle management office pencil pusher than as a hands-on restaurant manager. Overall I find KK managers are selected to be automatons not to question their orders rather than critical thinkers who could take the restaurant to the next level. During brunch service is another period of time that must be modified to lessen the heft of items. Having a full menu that barely works plus brunch is so deep into Chum Bucket territory, in my opinion we now have to use the Tropic Thunder scale of full [R-word censored by jobs
] to describe a 60-plus-item brunch. Chef Ren hired back a Chum Bucket cook who had a mental breakdown and stormed out during brunch (plus full menu) service because Ren knew the employee was justified and upper management was completely unreasonable in their brunch requests. It’s not just questionable decisions that hinder KK staff but improper equipment as well.
This is the first restaurant I have worked at which uses a touch screen on the line rather than tickets. From day one I found this to be technology for technology’s sake inferior to tickets. Chef Ren forced a new Chum Bucket location to rip out touch screens from the line and bring in ticket printers because of the higher efficiency. The touch screen is a great idea for expo, not the entire line. My biggest gripe is that each station does not get all the information. Early on I was regularly yelled at for not staggering my items, well I can’t see the rest of the order; a problem I have never had with a ticket system. Touchscreen software is also much more prone to errors and glitches. When I reported an error during a heavy service Icus and Krabs blamed my skills on the line without looking into the malfunctioning screen further. It was glitchy for weeks before the two finally investigated and corrected the issue I brought to their attention long before. Those two gave me an immense amount of ammunition to dislike them in the opening weeks until I stopped caring. The issue I had with being unable to scroll beyond the bottom of a completely filled screen has returned and is still there as of [my last day]. There are also important details that get buried. A frequent meltdown I have is that sauce on side requests and other important modifications are not capitalized or in red to catch the eye as they have been at jobs with tickets. These details get lost on Bikini Bottom’s touchscreens. A sauce on side salad made by me will be wrong 50% of the time because of the instructions being camouflaged in a word salad. This goes for coleslaw on the side and drizzle on the side too. Drizzle in general I dislike because of the pretentiousness, but whatever, drizzle it on top rather than putting it in a ramekin if you must. There are numerous places where Bikini Bottom overcomplicates matters for reasons I cannot ascertain.
Why is there such a large variety of plates? Why do we have a medium circular plate for salads and a large bowl for salads with protein? This just confuses the simplest of matters. I was told this is done because of the high price hike with protein, a larger presentation was desired. But that price hike is the price of protein in 2023. Bikini Bottom should put all salads in the large bowls and use all the circular salad plates in a skeet shooting promotion. I understand why we have both a circular platter plate and a pizza plate but in my restaurant the circular platter plates must go...or maybe the large platter plate instead. Is the large platter used for anything besides fish and chips? That extra space on fish and chips plates are only used for side sauces which can easily be delivered to customers on small circular plates. What is the medium oval plate doing that the medium rectangular plate isn’t? And vice versa. Why do they both exist when they are approximately the same size? Let me write an internet commercial where we break a lot of plates so we can get some logical use out of the superfluous plates. I don’t care which one is destroyed, the ovals or the rectangles but one of them is an unnecessary redundancy in excess done again. Speaking of commercials, the unimaginative radio advertisements for Bikini Bottom are doing little to lure new customers to the restaurant.
The three radio spots I have heard on KBBL all sound like they were produced by a marketing 101 student who wasn’t a natural in the field. The voiceover actor was so uncharismatic I was certain someone from the office was chosen at random to read the copy. Then I heard that same voiceover actor selling pool supplies on another radio station so I concluded that Bikini Bottom must have hired the cheapest guy in town to produce the most basic of commercials. Perhaps there is someone else you could hire more qualified to voiceover these commercials, an actor with experience on an Emmy award winning cable program whose unique place in the film industry was written about on [website] would be a much wiser choice to be the voice of the KK? (See external link). In the ad there was no catchphrase, no jingle, no music whatsoever. This simple approach to commercials lacks the pizazz to catch the attention of radio listeners. The first two commercials I heard would get a C in marketing 101 as they were nearly the exact same and accomplished the bare minimum to sell wares, the third one would maybe get a B- because there was some sort of attempted gimmick with the voiceover whispering to represent thinking inside his head about what he was going to eat later at KK. Not only does this commercial give no reason for the man to think inside his head, the outside world still and unpopulated. To see what a creative person would do with this concept see the attached script. There is an attempted slogan that could become part of an ad campaign. Commercials aren’t the only lost opportunities in promotions.
There are numerous promotional celebrity tie-ins at Bikini Bottom’s fingertips with Dimmadome performers. The restaurant could have a Phish sandwich as a OCOP special on [Phish performance dates], or a pretentious Jelly Roll on [Jelly Roll performance date]. Has anyone reached out to the Dimmadome theater or talent management for approved special menu items to be promoted inside the dome? Perhaps a special 20% discount to ticket holders? Is Bikini Bottom capable of getting permits to extend Open Container hours beyond [cutoff time] for an afterparty or block party throughout a Dimmadome concert? I see additional marketing opportunities left on the table for all new locations.
I believe new KK locations are missing out on a marketing campaign by opening with the entire cumbersome 50 item menu. This is a staggering amount of menu items which is too much to ask new staffers to perfect all at once. After a few months expanding the menu by approximately ten items is catching to customers who haven’t returned after a single visit or infrequently stop into KK. There are ten new food items that might appeal to them. Just like it appears KK doesn’t know what it’s looking for in a good commercial spot, this company doesn’t appear to recognize a talented from an untalented worker until it’s too late.
It is my understanding that KK had a headhunter to find Icus, the first Bikini Bottom kitchen manager. If it were up to me I’d hire someone to break the legs of that headhunter for bringing in a subpar kitchen lead. We are still attempting to recover from the lousy choices she made in the floor plan. If anybody responsible for Bikini Bottom’s floor plan is still giving input, stop them immediately. Once the doors were open to the public Icus had his head in the clouds to a point where I questioned if he saw the writing on the walls of an imminent demotion and stopped trying as a result. I had a full deck of 3x5 cards in an archaic powerpoint presentation bringing numerous concerns to light that he kept putting off listening to until he was fired. Those same cards were broken out for this essay. The second kitchen manager, Krumm, is a good lesson in honesty. According to Heffer, Krumm was given a bill of goods about how smoothly KK Bikini Bottom was running. Since Krumm stepped into a latrine pit which he was led to believe was a heated pool, he left in short time. Krumm also had plans to modify the menu but when his bosses told him to be a rodeo clown rather than a cowboy Krumm didn’t take too kindly to that. Meanwhile Heffer was the savior of the Bikini Bottom kitchen. I didn’t agree with every single decision he made, but I did with a majority of them. Heffer’s overhaul was such a blessing so I didn’t have to fiddle with the organization of 60% of the equipment anymore, only about 20% now. Too bad Heffer’s crippling depression came back after bashing his head into the wall out of frustration with the shackles KK restrained him with.
The current management team is enthusiastic but inexperienced. I see an accumulation of small infractions that might bring down Bikini Bottom’s health department rating significantly. I see the entire management team being inattentive or unaware about organizational issues. Whatever bureaucratic nonsense corporate tasks everyone with from the original sous chef Skeeter to Patty Mayonnaise that makes them walk away from the line between 11am and 1pm especially is infuriating. I have never been left alone on a multi-person line during peak hours so regularly, and I won’t tolerate it anymore. As much as I believe in his drive, I imagine our current kitchen manager SpongeBob will be let go after a disastrous service during the Dimmadome concert season that someone has to take the fall for. Chef Ren and I could help bring experience in management and dealing with festival traffic...if corporate does not force us to follow a failing strategy.
After working nearly a year at KK you may ask why I’m not proficient on more than one station. Excellent question. First, when I move over to another station the squeeze bottles are never labeled (until Stu Pickles was hired, now they’re sometimes labeled), so I always looked at the glut of unlabeled sauces and I’d go back to my station because the basic information is missing (also a health department violation for having numerous unlabeled, unchilled bottles). In his first week the new general manager Stu Pickles pulled out 90% of the containers under the grill station because they were lacking labels despite an expected health department visit. The second reason for my menu ignorance is the mountain of prep for my own and upcoming shifts I have piled up on my station throughout service. My attention to detail appears to be next level with my ability to anticipate stocking all items for all shifts including the weeknd. The third reason I wouldn’t learn multiple stations is a defense against the afternoon conference calls. In [month] the Bikini Bottom line was unprepared for a busy post lunch because one cook was cut and our expo person was busy with a conference call. The two of us remaining on the line had a miserable slog through an unexpectedly busy afternoon. When I brought this up to Krabs he disregarded me, being a good bean counter he quoted the cost percentage. What he didn’t take into account was the missing expo person who could have jumped on the line and expo to help the understaffed two man team. That person was stuck on a conference call. Just recently I saw the company actively lose money because of this poorly thought-out meeting during business hours. A customer wanted to order a dessert that was 86ed but had been restocked by our prep cook an hour before. The server was unable to sell them their dessert because the only person in the building who could help un-86 an item was on a conference call. This conference call calamity is another bone-headed choice that speaks to a larger decision-making problem within the corporate structure. Finish the conference calls by 10:45 am eastern.
In conclusion, I quit my position as a lowly grunt for this company because of its unwarranted perplexing dance steps and below average management. I don’t care how much varnish and lacquer is supplied, I refuse to polish this Bikini Bottom turd as a manager or full-time employee under the current circumstances. You would have to take a pickaxe to the floor, possibly relocate the bathrooms to add a door to the dishpit, get rid of the cheap low boy that doesn’t properly drain excess water, and Mr Gorbachov knock down that wall in the middle of the kitchen to give the proper amount of space to work. Or simply reduce the menu to 36 items (including sides) because that’s the amount of space this dreadful design can comfortably output. Would Gordon Ramsay compliment KK for all the unnecessary convoluted complications abound, or would Chef Ramsay yell about keeping it simple and demand KK chuck it in the flip? Thanks to the numerous pop up restaurants I have been a part of and the hectic world of trade shows/conventions, I may have more experience than anyone else employed by KK in smoothly opening a new location. I would enjoy being part of the opening team to ensure new locations have an efficiency Bikini Bottom lacks, and to keep upper management away from their worst instincts. Work with me and Chef Ren and we will help you become a well oiled machine like Chokey Chicken instead of the Chum Bucket cesspit Bikini Bottom currently embodies.
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2023.06.01 17:38 DoctorWH0877 Former Landlord Won't Refund a Pet Deposit. Pet Is An ESA.
(Wisconsin) I signed a lease with my brother for an apartment last May 2022. I was working with my physician getting the landlord an ESA letter that took nearly six weeks because the landlord kept saying she never received it though the physician was adamant every time that she sent it over. Eventually a month-and-a-half into living there and paying a $300 refundable pet desposit and 2 months' pet rent, the lease was amended to waive the pet rent. The $300 deposit was still on there and was not refunded at that time. I have now recently moved out and my brother is solely on a new lease that is all his. When I provided a forwarding address to the landlord for the $300 she said she had to talk to the property supervisor because it typically gets grandfathered into the roommate's new lease. End result was she said I could not have it back, leaving my brother on the hook for my $300 that I should have gotten back in July 2022 with evidence of the ESA. I have now called the property company directly and left a message with the supervisor (same one landlord said she had to talk to) and demanded the $300 returned to me as he is an ESA and it should have been refunded last year, but I didn't really care to ask at the time (I wasn't desperate to have the money back - it was okay until I moved out). And now I'm out. Frankly there are two reasons I should be owed this deposit I feel. Do I have a legal recourse?
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2023.06.01 17:38 FadedFigure Milestones, Trials and Weekly Quests
I realize that the battlepass, bonus pass, and collab quests already offer a lot of rewards, but why don’t completing all milestones, Trials or Weekly quests have their own “feats of strength” reward or something. I feel as if it’s a missed opportunity.
While I know they all grant various forms of XP rewards, I hit level 200 near Week 10 and since there’s no real motivating factor to complete them outside of boredom waiting for the next season.
Maybe it’s just me and I no life this game, but I can’t help but feel there would be so much more satisfaction if there were more to work towards, like a final capstone. They don’t even need to be crazy, ideas I’ve had include special wallpapers, a season trophy emote, a pickaxe.
Let me know what you think or what cool rewards you’d like to see for completion!
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2023.06.01 17:37 girl0888 struggling to get assignments done / recently put on concerta
hi I'm turning 27 in a few days and I've been late and failing the majority of my life. I've repeated this year for the fourth time in uni and I was diagnosed with major depression and low processing speed. my psychiatrist put me on adhd meds three weeks ago and I've been doing things so easily and going to appointments at 8am on time. I was given an extension to submit my assignments but even with the work I've done it feels like there literally isn't any progress. I tried to put time blocks for each assignment but id find myself nowhere near done with one and continue doing it and I get stuck for hours. I dont know what to do I know I sound very entitled and I wish I was on adhd meds 200 years ago because I didn't think they'd actually work like this. I literally cry every time I think about it but I try not to think about it until im done with finals. I dont think my assignments will be accepted at this point but they hold a big percentage of the total grade and I really need to submit them because ive been on this cycle forever. submitting them would at least give me the sense of accomplishment I've been trying to feel for years. I find myself trying to perfect every question and I dont know how to do them fast. I feel so slow and I am so frustrated I cant afford to fail this year I will be kicked out of uni and im so frustrated with myself for not being on adhd meds years ago. I feel like that would've literally changed my life but I will not be thinking about that right now (had to mention it because its insane and makes me feel ill in my stomach). how do I finish 12 assignments in 12 hours. most of them are labs and it takes me forever because I have this need to listen to the recordings of each one and write every single thing down and then start doing it how do I approach this and submit pls. im half way done with most of them I know I feel so entitled and I am so grateful for all the chances I've been provided it just makes sick to my stomach thinking of how my life would've been if I was on the meds earlier - finally on adhd meds but its still taking me forever to have tangible progress even if im focused and every assignment have been due even with the extended time what do I do how do I finish them quick and still be efficient please advice thank you
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2023.06.01 17:35 Life-Engineering-882 AITA for throwing away my friends ugly t-shirt?
Hi, I'm writing in on one of the most petty conflicts i've been involved in. So my (20 F)s boyfriend (20 M) had a birthday party a week ago. The theme was ugly t-shirts. Most people turned up with really stupid shirts and it was a lot of fun seeing all of the shirts that had been stuffed deeply in to everyones closets that hadn't seen daylight for years. Some honorable mentions were "keep calm and keep flossing", "I shaved my balls for this?" and of course all of the emoji shirts that were trending in 2014.
So some backstory to my friends shirt: when we graduated highschool last year theres a tradition to where you sort of shower each other in beer. To not ruin everyones nice clothes (mainly suits and white dresses...) we as a class went to buy everyone a plain white tee which we then decorated with spray paint. The beershowers were in full flow and everyone STANK. Might be good to mention that we live in Europe and where we are the legal drinking age is 18. After graduation most of the class either just threw the shirts away or lost them during the corse of the graduation party.
So back to my bfs birthday. My friend, let's call her Jenny, wore her graduation shirt as her ugly shirt. We used to be really close in HS, but now we meet up when we're in bigger groups maybe once every 3 months. After most people had left i started cleaning up the kitchen so there wouldn't be a pile of shit to take care of when we woke up the next day. As I reach the sink I see this shirt blocking the drain and the sink being filled with god knows what. My guess is that it was a nice mix of vodka, beer, cake and nicotine pouches. Me, being the great girlfriend that i am, took on this mess and lifted the shirt up with a fork and threw it straight in the bin to let everything flow down the drain. There were about 10 bin bags for us to take out the next day after everything was rinsed out.
So the day after the party i get a text from Jenny saying that she thinks she forgot her shirt and wonders whether i had found it. I said yes and that i was sorry but i threw it away. I honestly didn't think she would've wanted it back in the state it was in. She then proceeded to call me to ask if i was kidding and when i repeated that no, i wasn't kidding and that i was sorry she hung up on me. A couple of minuets later her friend called me from Jennys phone and asked if we had thrown out all of the bin bags and where we had thrown them. In the background i could hear Jenny crying. I told her where that bag might have ended up but again said where i found it and what state it was in. She said that i was stupid for thinking that it mattered and that you could just have washed it and it'd be fine. I don't think they would've found it even if they looked, since there were a bunch of us staying to clean and people threw stuff in different bins.
Honestly i'm not quite sure what i should've done otherwise. The party was at my bf's parents house which would've meant i would have to take the stinky shirt home with me until Jenny would have picked it up and tbh i didn't want that thing near me even with a 10 foot pole...
Another thing to note is that many people left stuff behind and we brought those things home with us incase anyone would call to pick them up, but this shirt was beyond saving in my eyes. Now neither Jenny or her friend are talking to me which makes me feel like the AH, but i also feel like there wasn't much else for me to do.
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2023.06.01 17:35 Professional-Car-347 Rent increased in just one month
So after paying $1050 for what I thought was $975 for rent, renters insurance, and a change lock, I found out that just the $1050 was for rent alone. I unfortunately had to renew my lease last month because I couldn’t find a place cheaper than what I was paying (I have explained to certain people that just because a place is cheaper doesn’t mean I’m going to move in it). I have a 2 bedroom apartment with 2 children (my son has his own room and my daughter shared a room with me. Please don’t judge as I’m doing the best I can). The apartment is right of the highway both ways, down the street from the kids school and minutes away from grocery stores, restaurants, etc.
The only reason I accepted this place is because I had no choice. I was renting from someone who rushed me out, and on top of that, refused to do work on the house until I moved out (I’m talking no working water in the bathroom, holes in the ceiling and there was a horrible mouse problem). And plus this new apartment is closer to my parents, my job, the kids school, etc. it’s definitely not worth the price however. I wasn’t made aware of the price increase when I decided to renew the lease. I only found this out because I noticed that I still had a balance of $75 that I thought was taken care of when I paid the rent.
This is out of my price range. I moved into this place in 2021 paying $935 and here I am now paying $1050. I need advice on what to do. As I mentioned, in my city, I could find a cheaper place but it won’t be in an area I’m comfortable in. It will cost double my rent to get out of lease. I was told to contact a lawyer but I don’t have money for that either.
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2023.06.01 17:35 Atsunome A veteran’s brief look back.
From the 14th of December 2016 to the 14th of December 2022, I was a frequent user of the app. By this, I mean that it was common for me to post multiple times a week, while the longest break I ever took was from late December of 2018 to mid April of 2019.
My main account’s name is @Corali, although it’s likely you had instead heard of me through my 70+ alts created over the years.
My most notable projects (in order of popularity) are: - AMillionComments, a project stretching throughout most of 2020 where I aimed to gather the community’s support in order to see if Skinseed’s counter could even display such high numbers. Unfortunately, this was ruined by trolls at around 200K. - The Skinseed Yearbook 2020, a replication of the abandoned 2019 yearbook ran by another account. - TheOffensiveBed movement in early to mid 2019, wherein I and several others sought to bring awareness to the rampant issue of false redactions. - My various rants (~2019-2022), roleplays (~2016-2018), and short stories (~2017-2021). - Alternate ‘store’ accounts, very popular in the early days (~2016-2017).
Even if it was a cursed app at times, I still look back fondly on the memories I made there. For six years, it was a vital part of my life, and yet around six months ago, I made the choice to step away so my opinions of it wouldn’t be tainted by the ever-dwindling user base.
I won’t reveal any crucial details, but if you happened to be curious about how things turned out for me, I am now a self-published author with four (nearly five) completed novels. I genuinely believe that all of my admittedly cringeworthy Skinseed works are at least partially responsible for my discovery of this passion for creative writing!
Thank you for everything,
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2023.06.01 17:35 THROWRAiloveherso My (23F) partner (22 M/F) recently feels she might be polyamorous
Hi, I (23F) having been together with my partner (22 genderfluid, she/him) for almost 3 years now, married for soon as we got married in June of 2020. We’ve known each other for 7 years back when I was 16 and she was 15. We met online and have been best friends pretty quickly after we met — I’ve had on and off crushes on him throughout our friendship but was scared to ruin the friendship and I’ve seen him go through numerous relationships through the course of our friendship. I was totally fine with it because I didn’t want to ruin what we had, but then fast forward to close to my 20th birthday I began crushing hard of her again, and this time it felt like she had felt the same way. We were both too scared to tell each other but I had tickets to fly out and see her, and we ended up confessing our love for each other. It’s one of my favorite memories that I hold near and dear to my heart. My partner had been pretty messy in his past relationships — cheating on people, only being with people for maybe a week or two and breaking up and I knew that going in, but he promised me that he would never do that for me. This isn’t a cheating story. I fully believed her and she hasn’t to this day. The faith and trust I have in her is amazing, I’ve seen her be dishonest with others but as her best friend and wife I haven’t had to deal with dishonesty. But she always told me that since she was with me she never needed to be with another person.
Some background with my wife — when she was in middle school, she was in relationships with multiple people (and well, the relationships were about as serious as middle school relationships could be). Some of the people knew about each other, some didn’t. My partner used to look back on this memory in a completly different manner than she does now. Before it was negative, but now she is telling me she misses being in relationships with multiple people — that she still loves me, but she needs time to think how important it is for her to be in relationships with others. And it honestly hurts me because I know I can make her happy and support her but I want to be strictly monogamous. She also tells me she keeps switching back and forth between wanting it and not, and to me if poly is a label he wants to use to describe himself that is fine, but our relationship needs to remain fully monogamous. This has definitely opened up some problems for us and we are going to try marriage counseling as soon as we can, financially right now we can’t but I’ve been reading about ways to support her and help her through this and to top it all off she is going through some mental problems as well and I keep telling her she might not be in the right headspace to make a big decision regarding our relationship. My partner still tells me he loves me, but I used to feel a lot more confident on our future together and I really dont want to lose the love of my life and my best friend. I’ve beeen doing so many little things to remind her how much I love her and things to remind her how much she loves me as well. I’m looking for advice on ways I can continue to support her, or maybe anyone whose ever been in similar situations especially from a perspective similar to my partner’s.
TLDR; My partner and I have been in a fully monogamous relationship for almost 3 years and she recently feels like she might be polyamorous and she is the absolute love of my life: How can I support her without ending things or opening the relationship?
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2023.06.01 17:34 MaxKorben Aw yeah. Killing it!
Just leaves me asking, do people use this app? Like at all? I mean, 1142 incoming swipes compared to the nearly 14000 swipes I did, that's only about 8% of my swipes. I thought Bumble was way more active.
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2023.06.01 17:34 billsbluebird A Question
Flame me to oblivion if you must, but there is a genuine question in here. For background, I have the terrible misfortune to live near some of Sterlin Harjo's distant cousins. Long story short, they embody all the worst things a bigot could say about Native Americans. They are the worst people I've ever met, and I've met some doozies. I don't know if the rest of this large clan is so terrible, but there are always several Harjos in jail here (often for violent offenses) so I'm starting to wonder. I've never seen the series because I've suffered so much from these people it would be too triggering. This is an honest question. How can anyone watch a show about such horrible people? Or does he (pardon the expression) whitewash them A LOT? If so, do you think he's exploiting his family?
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2023.06.01 17:34 happyface32821 Chicago Wrigley Field Pre-Show Event?
Anybody in the Chicago area aware of any bars/restaurants near Wrigley Field that will be doing any sort of events prior to the show? We'll be flying in from Florida for the concert and were looking for a place to pre-game beforehand. We were hoping to find some sort of ticketed/wristband event that we could book ahead of time to have access to instead of fighting crazy crowds. Any suggestions of places to hang or any events the morning of? Thanks!
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2023.06.01 17:34 vaynum123 Looking to build a PC to play Diablo - $1000-$1200 CAD budget
Hi all - looking for a pc to play Diablo. Haven't gamed in ages because life got busy with kids but schedule is looking better. Hopefully my budget ($1000-$1200 CAD) is reasonable but let me know if it isn't.
>**What will you be doing with this PC? Be as specific as possible, and include specific games or programs you will be using.**
* Mostly Diablo 4, anything else will be light (browsing, Netflix, etc)
>**What is your maximum budget before rebates/shipping/taxes?**
* $1000-$1200 CAD
>**When do you plan on building/buying the PC? Note: beyond a week or two from today means any build you receive will be out of date when you want to buy.**
* Ready to buy any time
>**What, exactly, do you need included in the budget? (ToweOS/monitokeyboard/mouse/etc\)**
* I have an old monitor, mouse and keyboard
>**Which country (and state/province) will you be purchasing the parts in? If you're in US, do you have access to a Microcenter location?**
* Ontario, Canada (Toronto if it helps)
>**If reusing any parts (including monitor(s)/keyboard/mouse/etc), what parts will you be reusing? Brands and models are appreciated.**
* Generic mouse and keyboard. Monitor is an HP P27h G4. Will likely get an additional monitor in the near future - feel free to recommend if my current one is terrible for gaming
>**Will you be overclocking? If yes, are you interested in overclocking right away, or down the line? CPU and/or GPU?**
>**Are there any specific features or items you want/need in the build? (ex: SSD, large amount of storage or a RAID setup, CUDA or OpenCL support, etc)**
* Nothing specific other than I'll need wifi and bluetooth
>**Do you have any specific case preferences (Size like ITX/microATX/mid-towefull-tower, styles, colors, window or not, LED lighting, etc), or a particular color theme preference for the components?**
* No preference
>**Do you need a copy of Windows included in the budget? If you do need one included, do you have a preference?**
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2023.06.01 17:34 cruisingNW Foundations of Humanity 27 (New Horizons) - an NoP fanfic
Foundations of Humanity 27 (New Horizons) - an NoP fanfic
Thank you u/SpacePaladin15
for establishing the Nature of Predators Universe, and for allowing Fanfics to flourish!Thank you again, u/Braquen
, and last but not least u/Liberty-Prime76
for proofreading! Also, thank you u/Frostborne
for your blessing on my Gojid City name! This is my side of the Nature of a Giant crossover
Also Star Tours is a Disney copyright which I use in good faith and humor under fair use please don’t hurt me capitalist mouse daddy. First
-- Next Memory transcription subject: Valek, Venlil tourist Date [standardized human time]: Sept 11th, 2136. Middle of 3rd Claw
I watched Maeve find an open station and investigate the helmet while I asked, “Do Humans have Visor arcades?”
“Oh, absolutely! There’s an entire League for VR!” Maeve awkwardly slipped into the seat and found the controls; after a moment the seat started to adjust itself to size, the sudden movement causing Maeve to jump.
Alvi spoke up beside me, “Maeve has a book that talks about it. It talked about headsets and digital worlds like what we have, over a hundred years ago!”
“A hundred years ago?” I couldn’t help but be skeptical. “Are you really saying that our tech is a hundred years behind yours with VR?”
“Eh, not exactly,” Maeve tilted her head as she thought, “with things like visors, there was an upper limit to how to design them. Most of the innovations were on how realistic the visors could make the media. We got video down pretty quickly, and surround-sound was pretty much figured out by then. We experimented with scent and that did not
go well. Really most of the progress has been in processing, and you guys still have us beat on that!”
She picked up the viewing device. There were three kinds of stations with different sized helmets for each. The first she investigated were Dossur to Zurulian sized, but it only took a moment to find a Sivkit to Gojid size. “Looks like these could fit me. Can you two wait long enough to see if this works with humans?”
I flicked my ears in amusement and posed myself overdramatically. “I’m sure that I, your poor starving mate, can continue starving while you enjoy yourself.” I giggled while Alvi slapped me with her tail. “Go on, have fun! I’m also curious to see if the program would work with your eyes.”
With a look around to ensure no one was watching, Maeve switched her veil for the helmet, after only a few moments of effort. The collar thickness was adjustable to help the foam complete a clean seal against the jaw. I touched my pre-paid band to the tap pad, and the machine shifted colors to show it was occupied. The helmet was designed for snouted species, and so hung somewhat past Maeve’s chin, allowing us to see light reflected off her skin.
A screen beside her lit up with the mask, and we could see what she saw while she played. Alvi and I walked her through the tutorial and calibrator, and Maeve chose Jewels of the Federation at my suggestion; a simple walking simulator showcasing highlights of Federation homeworlds.
The simulator starts us in the same arcade, in the same booth! A well-groomed Venlil stands beside her and reminds Maeve of her private tour. Maeve ‘walks’ while still seated and lifts her virtual self from the digital booth, following the guide to a launch pad that didn’t previously exist. Alvi and I stopped in shock for a moment when a noticeably younger Captain Sovlin walked down the gangway of our destination shuttle; though judging by Maeve’s lack of reaction, she seemed not to recognize him; Alvi met my eye and pointedly flicked her ears. The simulated Gojid pilot wags their ears genially as they throw their arms wide in welcome.
“Good waking, citizen of the Federation! Star Tours has invited me to escort you on an introduction to the astounding marvels of our great peoples! Every species has made wondrous contributions to the enlightenment of the Federation, but the strayu is in the oven, so we’ll only get the time to visit your own Venlil Prime, The Cradle, and Nishtal today. Follow me and we can begin!”
Maeve followed Sovlin into the cockpit of the stylized shuttle and took the copilot seat; Maeve’s head was on a swivel and she took in everything around her. “Wow, this is so cool! Your whole helmet is a screen! Our VR is only in front of our eyes, tricking our brains into seeing three dimensionally.” Her voice echoed around the helmet, muffling her words before they could reach us..
The shuttle lifted gently and Maeve’s chair tilted back with it. Coming up, we could see that this arcade was in the Capitol, and they did a flying pass to show its glass spires and bustling spaceport. Sovlin spoke up beside Maeve, “The Venlil Homeworld is in a strategic position within the Federation, and you make your people proud by fulfilling your duty to the Herd; in spite of your weakness and timidity!!”
The shuttle started to pitch to the open center of the city, and a large park came into view. “But, as I-” Sovlin’s voice caught in his throat, before he cleared it and spoke with firm authority, “As we all
know: Duty sometimes comes with Sacrifice. And we honor and remember that… sacrifice
with the beautiful Cattle Memorial!”
The vines of Morning Light catch the sun, and I feel my ears fall as I remember my own family’s sacrifices. Alvi caught my distress, and curled her tail around me as the simulation continued, “Here we remember the lives lost from the ruthless barbarity of the Greys. We hope that this Shining Beacon may guide their bodies and souls back to the Herd.” The shuttle kept flying straight toward the ground, but the shuttle surroundings started to disappear as Sovlin and Maeve joined the mourners and wellwishers. The breeze played gently with unopened letters and fresh bouquets. Sovlin spoke softly, in respect for visitors, “It is open all claws, and many leave their remembrances. Make sure to show your
support, next time you’re in the Capitol.”
After several moments of contemplative silence, the shuttle pulled up into the upper atmosphere, and Maeve’s seat began to shudder. I spoke up a little louder so she could hear me through the helmet, “Set your head back. The next part might make you a little queasy.
Maeve did as bidden just before Sovlin hit the warp jump, and the screen was awash with a rainbow of colors streaking to the outer border.
We fall out of Warp just above The Cradle, its capital continent in view surrounded by great oceans, while other landmasses curve around the planet and out of sight. The camera quickly descends through the atmosphere and we pull into the great city of Vala’s Embrace
, with its shining spires and sprawling seaports. We fly down through the airspace busy with cargo freighters and I see Maeve involuntary flinch after a close miss. “The Gojid are a proud and fierce people, but also industrious! Our Cradle and Colonies are a major food source for the rest of the Federation, in addition to the significant extractions performed by our colonies and outposts.”
The camera flies into the center of the city where stands a grand Cathedral to the Protector, Her robed form guiding believers to the grand entryway. “But my People are renowned for our stalwart loyalty to our faith and to the Federation. Our great houses of worship are monuments of our devotion to protecting the Herd from the Predator Menace!”
After a pass around the building highlighting its traditional stonework and heraldry, the camera joins the throng of worshippers, coming in low like a child beside their parent, and we see the full glory of The Church.
Our view pans up from the crowd to a ceiling decorated with murals of inlaid wood and metals. Vibrant colors, textures, and shining light tell the story of Vala driving out the Predators and forming the first Herd. Stained glass windows cover the congregation in pools of color almost as varied as the congregants themselves. A silver Gojid passes from behind us, towering tall with the kind eyes of one who knows their faith, and is safe in its love. They lay a paw on Maeve’s shoulder and guide her to a bench only a few rows from the front, with a seat on the aisle. The Priest stands before their podium and begins a sermon of service to the Herd, and one’s role within it.
The priest’s voice fades into the background as we fly backward out of an open window like a bird; words of Predators at our doorstep fading on the wind. We rise to re-exit the atmosphere, Maeve’s chair buzzing as the hyperdrive spins up.
We warp into a field of defensive space stations, glittering proudly in the Nishtalian Sun. Below, we see a planet with a great many islands, webbed with weaving waterways and small seas. Maeve pressed herself further into the seat as we entered their thicker atmosphere, the seat vibrations causing the helmet to rattle against it.
“And here we have the vibrant marshes of Nishtal!” We broke through the clouds to see massive arbors climbing back into them. We approached the Nishtal Capital sprawled across dozens of kilometers of archipelago, held above the water by meta-material supports.
“Nishtal is well known for its punishing environments, which helped to mold the Krakotl into Pan-Galactic Heroes! From Captain Kalsim, to Merchant Captain Malins, to Chief Exterminator Estela
. Each renowned for holding the line against the predator taint, through fire or rail! And this
is where their mettle was tested!”
The shuttle flies around a flat paved area, surrounded by landing pads as warships lift and land. In the center was a platoon of Krakotl performing training exercises. The shuttle again falls away as we start walking behind a Commander, Sovlin walking beside him as he speaks over his shoulder, “The Krakotl have been an instrumental force in maintaining our peaceful way of life. If you think you have what it takes, be sure to register for the JEOTC so you
can help make the galaxy a better place!”
Sovlin met the eye of the Krakotl commander beside him, “Thank you for your service, Sir
We split off from the commander, and our walking transitioned back to our shuttle before firing off back into the sky.Through the vibrating chair, Maeve stuttered out, “M-M-Man Y-You-u-u Guys-z-z-z’re R-R-Real-l-ly into this-s-s W-W-War, huh??”
Suddenly the chair threw Maeve forward, almost unseating her as she suddenly fell out of warp, “We have Grey contacts! Time to turn tail and get out of here! I’ll stay on the guns and when I say Go, you push that throttle as hard as you can! OK…!” A Metallic handle started to glow in front of her, and Maeve reached out with her controller to grab it. It took her a moment, but Sovlin never gave the signal… Until she grabbed on. “GO!
” Maeve rocked her body forward and slammed the throttle to its limiter, the seat beneath her rumbling with renewed vigor.
After only a moment, a Kolshian Capital Ship dropped from subspace in front of us and fired a volley of Everything
in the direction behind us. Our ship slowed and Sovlin cheered from the pilot’s chair, “HaHa! The Vanguard has arrived! Thank you for your help gentlemen!”
A portrait feed popped up on and above the control panel, showing General Kalsim’s distinct banding on his beak. “This is General Kalsim, Commander of the Federation Vessel Inatala’s Will
. Star tours, have you suffered any damage?” The portrait squawked as the General’s feathers puffed with pride.
“Negative General, thank you for the save!”
“Understood, let’s get you home, Star Tours.”
“We would be very grateful, General! Protector guides you.”
The chair beneath Maeve vibrates and tilts back as the hyper-drive charges up again, the screen flashing to show the sprawling oceans of Aafa, glittering brilliantly in the shining sun, dotted by its giant floating cities and lush tropical islands. A flock of broad chirping seabirds adorned with vibrant colors gliding on the calm ocean breeze flanking the shuttle. The capital of Aafa grew on the viewscreen, the sprawling Governance Center of the Federation dominating the city, swooping lines and a singular towering dome marked the chambers of the Federation senate.
“Isn’t that a beautiful view? This is what we fight for, this is the Cradle of the Federation, the very heart of our enlightened civilization. This
is what we protect.”
The camera pans low, the shuttle falling away, sweeping along the streets of the capital.
The dome grew ever larger in the background until the camera began to soar over busy diplomats entering the senate floor, the camera like a very lost Flowerbird. Chief Nikonus was delivering an impassioned speech to the gathered representatives, declaring the grand aims and lofty goals of the Federation to spread peace and safety to all Prey peoples. The camera panned around the room, showing representatives listening to the speech with focused ears and attentive eyes, pausing on the Venlil Representative, swaying their tail in pride and determination. As the camera finished its rotation it exited through the rooms wide glass panes, rising up and over the city as the shuttle reformed once again, breaching through the atmosphere and up into the stars.
Maeve’s seat rumbled as the hyperdrive spooled again, the screen clearing to show the Capital of Venlil Prime once more, soaring down to the arcade the adventure had started in. Captain Sovlin’s voice echoed from the speakers.
“Thank you for joining me today on Star Tours! Be sure to visit your nearest Federation recruitment center today and do your
With fading fanfare, the seat returned to a neutral position and Maeve took off her helmet to meet our eyes. “That… was definitely a thing. It had a lot of… uh… ho boy.”
“Yeah, uh.” I shifted my weight awkwardly, “Watching that as an adult is… Stars, I remember wanting so badly
to sign up. But my mom stopped me.”
“I’ll have to thank her when we get home.” Alvi sighed with exaggerated relief.
“You and me, both.” Maeve said through a relieved chuckle, “You guys want a turn? I’d like to do something more chill; cleanse the palate.”
Alvi and I politely declined, before I offered, “Actually I wanted to show you something. I don’t know how you guys have fun, but Shipper is really good.”
I guided Maeve to the catalog and pointed out the correct one. As the game started up and Maeve got the ship moving, she snorted and muttered to herself, “Of course
you have Trucking Simulator In Space. Why am I even surprised.”
Maeve was making great progress, and had made two deliveries before the low fuel warning began trilling at her.
“Nah, see, you gotta watch your fuel too! The more you haul the more fuel you use, and you still gotta make it to your drop-off.”
“Wow, you guys do not
mess around with these work simulators. We actually had a whole era of these a wh- Hey!”The screen locked up, telling us our 30 minutes were up.
“W-What does it say?”
“It says it's time to stop and get some food!”
“Ahh, man I was just getting the hang of it.”
would like to get a hang of some Mel Root wedges. Come on!” Alvi chimed with a playful whine.Maeve rolled out of the station, and after a moment for her legs to remember what walking was, donned her veil and we continued to the food court. Pushing the doors open we saw a veritable swarm of Venlil of all ages, though many of the younger were already sitting while their parents fetched their meal. A child near the door caught sight of us and squeaked in surprise, alerting their parents to our presence.
Conversation died like a wave across the open expanse. Maeve stood stock still, and so did we, trying very very hard to avoid a panic and stampede.
I spoke in barely a whisper, “Maeve?”
She returned my quietness, “Yes, Valek?”
“I don’t want to do this to you, but I think it is best if we find a seat first… Then Alvi or I can get the food.” My tail began to sway in slow caution while my ears kept on a swivel.
“Yeah. Yeah, I think you’re right. Can you see any open tables?”Alvi flicked her tail at the balcony, “I see stairs there, and the balcony looks pretty clear.”
Maeve started to nod reflexively before catching herself, then back to keeping her head low and unfocused.
Alvi and I guided her gently around the outer perimeter of the court, slowly working our way to the stairwell while all eyes and ears were locked on us the whole journey. We stepped up the stairs and conversation slowly built up again, though not to the same exuberancy as before. We found our seat just outside the stairwell on the 2nd floor. We tried to avoid scaring what few families remained on the balcony, but despite our efforts, those few almost immediately grabbed their belongings and moved. It was almost comical how little they tried to hide it. Yet also surprising in that there hadn’t been any screams or stampeding. It left a strange feeling in the air. One that felt somehow both better and worse than if they had screamed.
This tension was not lost on Maeve, as she muttered to herself, “Plague bearer, or horrific monster. Decisions, decisions.”
I took her hand in my paw in a feeble attempt to offer what comfort I could. Alvi was the first to speak, “Well, Valek you got the Gravity room and Visor game, so I’ll handle food. Anything the two of you desperately want?”
We gave her our orders and she stepped down the stairs, leaving Maeve and I alone on the balcony.
I hoped to loosen the tangle of this horrid tension. “Sooo…. Biblical
As I had hoped, the sudden change snapped Maeve out of her stormcloud and laughter bubbled from her like the Sun! “UUh… That’s uh. Complicated. There’s a good thousand years of linguistic context that makes that word mean what it meant the way I used it. The Bible is a book of faith for a significant portion of people on earth. Not all, and not even a majority; hell, even that is fragmented because no one can agree on what it really means. This Bible teaches a great many things, some good some bad, but one of its teachings is how to… legitimize relationships. Get married, basically.”
Maeve leaned closer to me on the off chance the balcony was less empty than we believed, “And one of the more serious ways to officiate these pairings was with sex; or ‘mating’. As this faith quickly became one of the more influential faiths on our planet, most of humanity learned and still has complicated feelings about sex and intimacy. So, we talk around it. ‘Sleeping together’ ‘Do the nasty’ ‘The beast with two backs’ and more to the point: ‘To know someone biblically’.”
“So when you said…”“I was saying I had sex with one of you, yes.”
I focused my ears in feigned shock, while my tail swished with mischief, “I was that one, right?”
Maeve lightly shoved my shoulder while she straightened to her normal posture, but I stayed low. “Hey,” I whispered, nodding my head for Maeve to come closer, and she did so. I reached my paws up to her white veil, and brought it up and over her face, revealing her brightly blooming face which my lips eagerly met. Pulling away, I asked, “Perhaps once we get back to the hotel, we could… know each other biblically?”
She pulled my face back to hers, returning my affections with equal vigor, “Only if we can get Alvi out of the room. I want you all to myself.”
Alvi. Right. She’s… she’s here. Staying with us. And we would be… kicking her out. The one she admitted feeling for would be kicking her out to mate with someone else. But she understands! Right?
“Oh, looks like Alvi got us some food!”
My ears snapped behind me as Maeve looked over my shoulder.
--- Memory transcription subject: Alvi, Venlil tourist Date [standardized human time]: Sept 11th, 2136. Middle of 3rd Claw
I stepped lightly up the stairs while balancing the trays within my arms. There were so many options! Cresting the top of the stairs, Valek stood to assist. While I covered the menu.“Ok we got all of our favorite fruit, I know how much you love starberries, Maeve.” Who smiled broadly under her now-open veil. “I was able to get us some Sunbreeze, but most of the food stands had long waits and I was hungry, so I just got a plate of fried veg and called it good. This one is the fried Deeproot, and powdered lakeseed dough balls, and some mel root wedges. The arcade’s mel root is a little heavy on the firefruit.”
“Thank you, Alvi!” Maeve picked up one of the larger wedges and broke it in half with me. We lifted our pieces in celebration and bit down at the same time. Immediately my mouth was alight with bright heat and my lips stung blissfully, but after only a moment the sweet and full flavor of the mel root complimented perfectly with the cleansing fire.
Maeve beside me scrunched her face and gasped, “Whoo!” She hooted, “That is spicy! Mm! That potato is really good though. What do you call this?”
I wagged my tail, happy to see that she appreciated the- wait. “Potato? That’s Mel Root. What’s a Potato?”
Maeve licked her fingers before taking another wedge, “It’s a root tuber; a staple food from earth. Mel root, or, well, cooked mel root, has a really similar consistency to potato! Makes sense since they’re both roots.” She took a bite of her wedge and immediately made that same face, “Ooo that was a mistake, I should have finished talking.” a few quick breaths through her mouth before she continued, “Your mel root is denser, closer to a carrot, but still really starchy. The fry really brings out a lot of sweetness; I’ll admit, it goes really well with the firefruit. Good choice Alvi!”
The praise set my tail to wagging as I bit into my food. So spicy! So good! I am so glad we came to this food court!
Speaking of, “I haven’t seen Tarlim or his human. I hope they haven’t changed their minds on meeting here.” I spoke through a masticated root.
“Wouldn’t blame them if they did,” Valek grumbled, tail curling between his legs, “I was just like everyone who’s been running from us…” He trailed off sinking into his chair.
“You could have handled it better, but so could he.” I sighed, remembering that chair. “From what I’ve heard of those places though, I can’t say I blame him.”
Maeve set down a piece of deeproot and looked at Valek. “What are those places? You guys got really scared when he said he got out of one.”
Valek was the first to speak, “They are places where we put people who are a danger to themselves or the Herd; people with Predator Disease.”
My fur flared at the mention of my almost-diagnosis. Maeve noticed and flattened the fur along my spine, “You’re not a predator Alvi. There is nothing wrong with you.” She says while you continue stuffing your face like a hun--SHUT UP!! I AM NOT!! I AM LOVED!! I AM IN A HERD! THAT KNOWS AND STAYS! SHUT UP!
Maeve watched Valek while she continued to comfort me “And… how does one get
Valek continued his lesson, while I tried desperately to slow my spinning mind.
“Well… the federation tells us it can be spread by ‘predator taint’, or spending too much time around or with predators. I’m… I’m not sure I believe that. But we know it can be inherent. Sometimes symptoms begin as early as an infant. As well, it can appear randomly or be carried within family lines.”“And how does one get diagnosed?”
I thought about when my teacher first called the Exterminators. I remembered the Exterminators coming to my foster family. They talked them down, but it wasn’t long after that that they ‘couldn't take care of me’.
My voice left my mouth unbidden, “Well those born with it… they tend to get diagnosed early, but sometimes Predator Disease can come out later in life. If someone is reported for Predator Behavior, they have a chance to argue their case to the exterminator on duty. If the exterminator confirms the case, they are taken in to be diagnosed. And if it’s a yes, they are taken to a Correctional Facility to be taught how to be in a herd.”
Valek tapped his claws against the table as his tail shook with desperate hope. “See? There’s several checks on the way to a diagnosis. The system is designed to avoid false positives. If Tarlim was diagnosed, I am sure it was with good cause.”
Maeve shook her head, “I’m not so sure. By my count, there were only two people in that chain, three if you count the person reporting it, and at best only one of them was a medical professional, unless I’m misunderstanding the concept of exterminators. Setting that aside, I think I’m missing something. What is Predator Disease?”
“It’s when someone is a Predator in the body of a Prey. We can see them when they don’t work within a herd, or they don't understand our tail signals. These people are a danger to the herd, both passively and, if left unchecked, directly, so we try to teach them how to be Prey.” Valek looked desperately at Maeve after spouting the information, almost as if by rote. Like he was quoting an exterminator textbook.
“Wait, wait… so it’s a behavioral disease? They can’t grasp body language, or other people’s feelings?” Maeve was appearing more confused, more… afraid. Was predator disease so terrible among humans? Then why would she want me around? Because she doesn’t know, stupid! But she's about to! They never stick around once they find out!
Valek was adamant. Maeve needed to know this, I know she did. “It’s not just that, they can’t even get themselves to be part of a herd! They always sit or move with nobody around them!” but once she did… “Well then. What would that make me?
My eyes froze in their sockets and my legs refused to flee.
The Night called us. First
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