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Had a dude take power equipment into the meat freezer, sheared off a sprinkler head in the process.

The freezer remained operational, so everything was coated in frozen sludge. Total loss of merchandise, and I think the power equipment was a loss too.

I'm not sure how he kept his job, but that wasn't my call.

I don't go back to straight Debian, but generally something Debian-based.

By that, of course, I mean Kali to continue my on-again-off-again pentesting studies... I know there are other platforms, but that is where I'm comfortable.

Sadly, my daily driver is fucking Win11 (gaming rig). Why? I work in IT, and MS is killing Win10 so I'll have to support shitty Win11 soon enough, need to know its quirks to support it. I do miss my Linux build for gaming though.

You're bipolar, you just hide it well.

Get your meds sorted before college or you're gonna wind up dropping out.

Also, its a seizure disorder, it just doesn't present typically; and its medication resistant. Keep trying. That alone is gonna set you back about 10 years.

Don't forget, those of us who "produce" aren't even a consideration.

The working class will starve. We're already working on it with inflation, but managing to keep enough calories coming in.

Soon, the billionaires will have no labor to produce food, and no labor to stock food, and no labor to handle their banal shit.

Then, they will hunt us for sport. Or, more likely, a few class traitors will hunt and butcher us while they go hungry and the billionaires eat of our flesh.

I won't quote it, but yes. First thought.

Man, I know English. I know some Spanish, high school drop out level, and I have some "real world" experience from working in a hotel... but man, I don't think I can change languages on the fly.

Mi Espanol es muy mal. Muy, muy, mal.

I'm on W11 with my daily driver.

I don't like it. I didn't like it from the start.

So why?

Because W10 will hit EOL sooner than later; and I have to support that shit professionally.

Doesn't matter that no one is testing or building applications for W11, no security patches mean any employer worth their salt will switch over to W11, despite not having the infrastructure to do it.

Admin VS IT. I'm nearly 40, and that story is older than I am.

From past experience, and I mean, before proton...

You need to know that learning is part of the fun. Playing the games themselves isn't the fun part. Getting them running is.

As a Texan, this makes me happy.

I don't believe in book bans. If a kid can read it, they should. Will they agree with the message? Maybe, maybe not. However, they were exposed to different thoughts. This isn't a bad thing. It is up to the reader to determine how valid that line of thinking is in their life.

The bible.... whew, the bible.... Violence, sexuality, fucking incest, rape, etc. It isn't a "clean" book.

However, if they're gonna ban books for questionable material, the fucking bible is chock full of it.

I say this as someone who had southern baptist grandparents I spent the summer with, and have read the bible cover to cover more times than I ever cared to, but it was the only reading material available.

My first IT job was at a school district. Elementary school.

I wasn't in charge of kids, per se, but sometimes I was surrounded by kids and no other staff.

We had a power outage, it was between periods, kids everywhere. I was making my way to the network closet to do my fucking job.

Suddenly, I had like a hundred kids looking to me for guidance. Some questions I could answer. What happened? We lost power. What should we do? Well fuck man, I dunno. So I stood in the hall to monitor as best I could (you know, make sure they didn't kill each other) and announced that they needed to go to their next location.

Kids started filing around each other and me, heading where they knew they needed to (late in the school year) except one kid.

I knew this kid. He was special needs. He didn't know where he needed to go. Ok, cool. Well, when he was a classroom disturbance, because I couldn't set boundaries, I let him "help" me.

Honestly, this kid was probably just autistic though I never saw paperwork. He was decent with computers. I put him in my lab and had him imaging machines for me. He loved it, and I'd like to think he may wind up with a career because of it. I had him "help" me a lot more throughout the year. He replaced some hardware even!

Anyways, while he was imaging, I called his collective of teachers and figured out where he needed to go. He wanted to watch a machine finish imaging (PXE boot, it was a time bar) and then got him to his next class.

As I relate this, I really miss working in an elementary school. The kids are so curious about everything. I only worked there a year, I received an offer that literally doubled my take home pay. Now I've been corporate and medical IT and I hate it. Ah well, capitalism is a bitch.

I think, due to lack of diagnosis and medication, plus age - I was barely double digits - Aeris/Aerith in FF7.

I had no spoilers. And it wasn't so much the death itself, it was the fact that I had fucking FARMED shit for her. She's healer coded? I already had a history with RPGs, and healers are worth their weight in gold.

I think all that time and effort invested really solidified it.

Also, I had phoenix downs. WTF?

I'd also add a lifetime subscription to Nexus, that alone can add so much life to so many games. Hell, if I'm checking out a game, I see what kind of mod support it has first.

Or do they not offer that anymore?

I think I got it way back when for $50 or so.

When I acted up, threw a tantrum, basically disturbed the peace, my mother would get up, take me outside away from others until I settled down. Did trips to the grocery store take some additional time some days? Yeah. But I learned pretty quick.

This wasn't some stay at home mom who had tons of free time. My mom worked 40+ hours a week, was the primary bread winner, and still did a decent job of raising me.

Some office environments too.

Last place I was at, I worked nights pretty much solo. If my wireless earbuds died, sure, I'd play it out loud. I was the only one in the building. About an hour before anyone else started getting in, if my ear buds still hadn't charged enough I turned it off.

Partially to be respectful, and partially because some people get offended by metal even if they can't understand the lyrics. And I mean, yeah, some bands can have unprofessional lyrics. I get it having been in the working world so long.

A bit between friends is different.

Fuck, I was a skater in school. I threw myself down a two story half pipe in a warehouse every weekend. I had bruises on top of bruises.

Pain wasn't new to me, cause man, I fucking sucked on a skateboard.

Let me put it this way, the kid I gave a broken nose to was a wanna-be MS13 member at the time. Ran into him after high school - guess who was a member? I'm glad I had friends with me, and we outnumbered his crew. They backed down. I don't know what they had, but we all carried knives - and at the time - were ready to use them. My late teen years were a little wild. He recognized me, and called them to back off.

I guess getting the cops involved over a pool table in a bowling alley would have fucked up their bigger plans.

You're not wrong.

A school year of bullying stopped by a decisive punch?

Clearly both are the same. Not one kid being tormented to the point of violence in self defense because they couldn't fucking breathe anymore, over the whole school year. Not something the teachers, our so called care takers, could have nipped in the bud a LONG time ago. No, clearly, both kids are violent offenders.

I'm aware, I didn't feel the need to reference the game series.

Well, factually, throughout history, women have had a terrible deal.

Living in red states my whole life, women having opinions, much less rights, is polarizing.

I don't agree, but man... women voting is STILL an issue in some rural areas. Thus, polarizing. Not so much with the common consensus, but with some.

Hoo, I'd say loaded statement, but... well, you're factually correct. Just polarizing.

That being said, I appreciate my mom for a lot of things, but the major one is my views on feminism.

I'm not some pro-female only person. First wave feminism, equality.

My wife is a strong woman who doesn't need me, fuck, she's the breadwinner and has been for most of the relationship.

She kicks ass, takes names, and somehow still has the energy to pick up the house a bit. I was weaker in that last part in the beginning, but I've made strides. Definitely a learned experience, but a very valid one.

I've dated the ultra girly-girl type. Its isn't for me. I want a partner who is fine standing on their own, and chooses companionship.

Shit, she has worked in hospitals and had grown men attack her (health care worker violence is shockingly common, and I've experienced it as a man who worked at a hospital in a non-clinical capacity) She takes no shit. She's also smart as a whip.

A dumb bimbo is easier to date, and I would guess be married to, but ultimately unfulfilling. Have a thought. Defend your thought. Please. If a man can't deal with that, they aren't much of a man.

"Going postal" was a thing.

It was a thing before Columbine, cause man, I remember the talks at school about that.

The class was brought out, we sat under a tree, and were allowed to talk about our feelings.

One of my bullies looked me dead in the eye, and said something along the lines of "Its always the quiet ones."

I'm surprised I didn't have to talk to anyone after looking him dead in the eye back and replying "Yeah, it is." Just letting it hang in the air.

I will say, he no longer bullied me after that.

That's ok, I had another bully who learned the hard way that if pushed far enough, I would break bones if provoked enough. Last day of school that year. He clotheslined me and put me in a choke hold when I was running a football, you know, playing like a kid on the last day of school. He still had a hold as we got up, him behind me. When my vision started to dim, I stomped the arch of his foot (multiple fractures, lot of bones there) to get out, then turned and broke his nose with one punch.

It all stopped after that.

Because my teachers were aware of the bullying (thanks for stopping it, assholes) I didn't get in any trouble. This was at the beginning of zero tolerance talks. It was a policy the next school year.