#pip hr definition

[classicanalyzer]

The Acolyte - Lost/Found and Revenge/Justice Thoughts

"The Jedi live in a dream. A dream they believe everyone shares. If you attack a Jedi with a weapon, you will fail. Steel or laser are no threat to them. But an Acolyte...An Acolyte kills without a weapon. An Acolyte... kills the dream." Stranger Dark Side user

Lost/Found

I totally guessed that Indara would bite the dust based on how little we saw her in the trailers.

While Mae is cruel for her goal, she isn’t heartless when she spares the bartender after she sees his kid.

I'm so glad the Neimodian voices are not the racist accents from the PT in this show (though I will admit after hearing those voices for so long and in the iconic memes, it feels weird to hear non-racist voices...but nonetheless it's very good it's not present). I applaud Lucasfilm for doing this. Also my shameless advertising of Brotherhood, that book did a lot of justice to the Neimodian race. It's also just an amazing SW novel in general.

I love Sol and Osha a lot. Sol (played by Lee Jung-jae who did an amazing job at portraying Sol, he even learned English for the show! I'm so happy to see a great Korean Jedi Master. I feel represented and it's a great feeling) truly represents the best of the Jedi and is clearly disturbed by the direction of the Jedi Order's current path. I also like how Osha despite no longer being a Jedi still holds out for the best of them. Her funny banter with Pip also gives her some levity in an otherwise dark story.

Yord represents the dogma of the future PT Jedi Order while Jecki represents the emotion suppression of the PT Jedi. However, I like how the two just like Sol quickly caught on that Mae is definitely alive and is doing the crimes when Sol told them about her.

The Polan is such an amazing ship design and I love the Hyperspace ring-based craft that carried it.

I very much appreciate that Sol believed her rather even hesitating for a moment. It shows how much Sol is different from the other Jedi who were more ready to place judgment on Osha.

We also see the beginnings of the Jedi Order of the HR Era to the PT Era with the Jedi becoming concerned with emotions leading to attachment (ironically missing the point that emotions can also make people stronger through their bonds but they must make sure emotions don't lead to attachment) and their reputation to the greater public. Even visually, the Jedi Temple of the HR Era is shown to be much higher than the Temple in the PT Era where the levels of Coruscant expanded upwards kinda pulling the Jedi down.

The production value behind this show is simply incredible. All the practical sets and on-site location shooting are present. I love seeing the diverse array of aliens in this show including a Zygerrian Jedi (we also got a prominent one in the HR Era comics as well). As much as I love Andor a lot, I will admit that the lack of aliens in that show is noticeable.

I also absolutely love the Dark Side figurer's speech to the Acolyte at the end of the episode.

Revenge/Justice

I really like how Sol is concerned about Osha falling to a dark side. With what is implied with Torbin's vague last statement, there's something bigger with Sol's concerns for Osha and desire to help Mae beyond failing them both.

Qimir is a squirmy little vendor. I feel there might be more to the guy than we think.

Master Torbin killing himself was one of the most unexpected dark turns I didn't see coming. I get a feeling the four Jedi might've been involved in the destruction of the Aniesya twins family although I highly doubt they were personally involved in the destruction but might've accidentally led to it.

I also love how the HR Jedi that Mae targets never attack her (except for Indura who decided to finally use her Lightsaber). The entire time Sol was fitting Mae he was more focused on asking her and disarming her weapons. A true Jedi never attacks first but to disarm and to try to prevent a conflict by non-violent means first.

Also very interesting that Mae didn't know Osha was alive. It's going to be quite an interesting conversation between Mae and her master when they reunite. That look when Mae finally sees her sister alive is amazing acting (you almost forget that they're portrayed by the same person which is how great Amandla Stenberg, Osha and Mae's actress, is).

I can't wait to figure out what's Kelnacca's deal next week.

The music done by Michael Abels is phenomenal and I cannot wait to analyze more into the score once the soundtrack comes out.

Overall, I really love this show. Leslye Headland and her team absolutely cooked and I need to talk more about the mysterious Dark Side figure's speech and how it related to their plan in the show.

[bitchesgetriches]

I think i'm about to get let go from my job. I got a full-time job writing for a magazine right after undergrad, and i moved across the country for it and resettled in a new place, where i knew no one and had zero connections. It's been almost two years now, and it's been a wild ride. I also (finally!) got clinically diagnosed with anxiety and depression in the last two months, and started medication. About a month ago, my boss sat me down and told me a few areas i've been underperforming in, and said we would need to meet with HR. I agreed, thinking it would be to talk about ways to get me some assistance. Meeting happened last week, with less than 24hrs notice to me, and i was told i was getting put on a PIP (i didn't know what that was) and it would last 1 month, before getting reevaluated and the PIP would be extended, or I would be let go. This was without express verbal warnings, and i'll be getting a written warning alongside the PIP. I am starting to look for other jobs, but I feel adrift and abandoned. Do you have any advice for me?

(PIP means "performance improvement plan" in business-speak).

Kiddo, this really sucks. I'm sure it's not a pleasant process to go through.

Our advice is to definitely polish off the resume and start applying elsewhere. That's never a bad idea, and you should always keep in practice for job interviews.

Also, since you've just been diagnosed... don't stop there! Seek help or treatment for your mental health! If you have anxiety or depression, it's absolutely going to affect your work. Improving your mental health will help ensure your PIP is successful.

Lastly, be proactive about the PIP. Stick with it, seek regular feedback, ask lots of questions, and take notes on your progress. At the end of each work week, email your supervisor and HR (or whoever is overseeing the PIP) some notes on how you've succeeded in improving your performance that week. And include some notes on how you'll approach improvement NEXT week. If you want to keep this job, you'll need to go above and beyond to impress them with proof of improvement.

It's also ok if you don't want to keep the job. If it's time to move on, pull the trigger. We believe in you, little one.

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[cmdr-h-of-the-woods]

An unexpected party

The other day, I was doing some exploration around Tarach Tor, where one of the rescue megaships is staying. Sparrow had told me she’d be busy evacuating wounded people from 70 Tauri (this was before the invasion of that system, mind you) and I figured I’d go and help out, even though the Elmwing is not currently outfitted for hauling massive amounts of cargo at the time.

Plotted my route and initiated the jump sequence. Once I reached HR 1279, I had to take a slightly deeper breath than usual, because I knew my next jump was the one to 70 Tauri. That’s okay, I thought. I’ve got this. Alright. Time to jump.

A big, red message suddenly flashed on my HUD. WARNING. HYPERSPACE CONDUIT UNSTABLE. That was one I had never seen before, but I knew what it meant. Oh boy, oh boy. Here we go. The Thargoids had decided to throw me a welcome party.

I’ve never met any Thargoids before. To be honest, I’ve done my best to avoid them. I’m not much of a fighter. But, I had watched the training videos and spent time reading the advice of experienced AX pilots. A few, long seconds elapsed as I waited for my HUD to reappear. Time to escape. Deploy heat sinks. Full pips to engines. Boost far, far away. "Under attack", said Verity, in a tone that was definitely too calm for this situation. I caught a glimpse of a shiny, red, angry flower.

That’s okay, that’s okay, that’s okay. Just keep boosting. Charge the FSD. Deploy another heat sink. Just keep boosting. Ohhh why is it charging so slowly? My ship was starting to make funny noises. I looked down at my hull health indicator. 17%. It was at this moment... I knew... I fucked up.

Next thing I know, Sparrow had somehow found my escape pod and scooped me up. She took me to Bosch Enterprise so I could complete the insurance paperwork and get my ship back. Fortunately, the rest of the trip went smoothly.

Part of me wishes I had activated the camera drones so I could at least have some footage of the incident (who knows, maybe the insurance people would have given me a discount on the rebuy?). But, I don’t have any footage, so instead, here’s a picture of the fireworks I decided to set off for the New Year. A warm welcome to 3309, here’s to hoping the world can return to peace.

[ungemmed]

Something I wish I had known when I got PIPed, and didn't:

When they are presenting the PIP to you, you will be pressured to sign, right there, right then. You will probably be told that your signature doesn't indicate agreement, just acknowledgement.

This is bending the truth.

You will probably also be told that you can/will be fired if you don't sign it. Unfortunately, this is legal. (at least in many states? IANAL.)

Say that you are feeling pressured -- use those words -- and that you need time to review the document and process the conversation after your shift/on your own time.

IF and ONLY if they continue to pressure you after this statement, you can write out something like "While I have not been given time to fully review this document, I acknowledge receipt of it." on the PIP itself. Add your initials and the date next to this addendum. Request that a company representative also initial/date this addendum.

Make sure you have your own personal copy of the PIP. Try to get them to countersign the addendum on this personal copy as well. (It probably won't work, but you should try.)

Immediately after you exit this meeting, send an email to the HR person saying something like: "Summarizing my understanding of the meeting we just had: I was presented with a Performance Improvement Plan, but [was not given adequate time to review and process]/[was concerned about errors of fact in its description of my work performance]/etc. I was informed that [my signature only reflected acknowledgement]/[that I would be fired unless I signed prior to reviewing the document fully]/etc. Given that information, I felt that I had no choice but to sign this document. I will review it properly within [TIMEFRAME] and flag any concerns in writing by [DATE]."

After you leave work that day, it's ass-bustin' time. You need to do this next part promptly. If you got your PIP on a Friday, which you probably did, that means by the following Monday -- otherwise try for no more than 48 hours. Your job now is to write up a polite, professional, intensely factual summary of every single way in which their description of your "inadequate" work performance is inaccurate and to "seek clarity" on every unrealistic, fuzzy, or not-in-your-JD aspect of your improvement objectives. Your goal here is to negotiate the PIP so that any inaccurate statements about your work are withdrawn, and so that the objectives you need to make to beat the PIP are objective, under your control, and actually possible.

Get a friend in the same industry but NOT at the same company, if possible one who is senior to you and/or in management themselves, to look this over. You are probably going to have logic holes in your first draft, or things that could be argued to be further evidence for your performance issues, or the like, because you are too close to the matter to see it with an outside perspective. You are definitely going to have tone issues, because your job is being threatened and you're upset. You want a friendly pointing these out to you so you can bulletproof the document.

On the date you specified in your first email to HR, send this response document to them. This is about negotiating the PIP objectives downward to make it easier to beat, not about keeping your job. What you are doing is signaling to them that you know what they're doing and are entirely willing to be a pain in their ass legally. This gets you some temporarily good things but it will not help your long-term future at the company. This is okay, because the moment you got PIPed you stopped having a long-term future at that company. It's just a question of how to leave in a way that preserves as much dignity and gets as many severance $$$s as possible.

“They’re trying to discharge her constructively. Do you know what Constructive Discharge means?” She asked.

As soon as I heard the term ‘Constructive Discharge,’ I knew I’d never seen it on a vocabulary quiz.

“No. What does it mean?” I asked.

She explained.

“Constructive discharge is a fancy way of saying “being forced out.” It’s not good. And if you’re not a lawyer or in human resources, you’ll probably learn what it means when it’s happening to you.”

“Oh my God. I’ve seen this my entire career and never knew it even had a name.” I thought.

You’ve seen constructive Discharge too. You may have experienced it. We’ve all made choices to avoid it.

Constructive discharge defined

“We can’t fire you, but we’ll make you so miserable you’ll quit, and then we won’t have to pay your unemployment.”

Then there’s the textbook definition:

“A constructive discharge occurs when your employer has made working conditions unbearable, forcing you to resign.”

Or as one person put it.

“I didn’t get handed a pink slip, but when you’re not wanted, people have a way of letting you know.”

HR isn’t always the secret police.

Employees aren’t always victims of evil-doers.

However, employers push employees out all the time to maintain and protect the, “We didn’t do anything wrong, YOU did,” power structure.

Constructive Discharge looks like this:

— Meeting invitations slow to a trickle, and you’re excluded from emails and generally looped out of what’s going on.

— People stop talking to you or stop talking when you walk in.

— Your emails don’t get answers, or they arrive too late to be of value.

— Suddenly, your work is not good enough, though nothing about your work has changed.

— Reviews, once good or even glowing, are now mediocre or bad.

— Instead of a bonus, you get a Performance Improvement Plan.

— Warnings and write-ups start so they can justify your eventual termination with documentation of your “poor performance”

— Your work, clients, assignments go away, or they overwhelm you with work.

— The words “Set up to fail” were practically invented to describe this scenario.

Constructive Discharge is illegal

It isn’t easy to prove you’re a target, and it’s even more challenging if you don’t even know constructive discharge is a real thing.

If you’ve ever experienced this and don’t fully understand what’s happening to you beyond knowing you’re in the process of being excommunicated, it can be hell. It’s not uncommon for the experience to leave long-lasting scars.

Talk to anyone who’s ever been through it. They’ll tell you.

Knowing constructive discharge exists and how it’s used gives you power to predict what’s coming and to protect yourself.

Seeing the endgame helps you in two ways.

You know what to expect. Having a sense of what’s coming next is enormously empowering. You can go on the offensive and protect yourself. Constructive discharge works to crush your ego, making you feel you did something wrong and deserve this treatment.

Without strategy, you end up being a miserable pawn in your employer’s endgame.

Remember, they’re almost certainly building a case to fire you in the event the hellscape they create for you doesn’t persuade you to quit.

If you’re getting pushed out, and you know what to look for you can prove constructive discharge and you can get unemployment benefits, be released from payback obligations on a signing bonus, and protect your mental health.

You’re not crazy, incompetent, or a failure. This is real and it’s carefully executed to leave you holding the bag and feeling like you did something wrong.

If they force you out, in addition to feeling horrible, you lose your paycheck, benefits health insurance, and possibly owe them money.

[justslowdown]

No labor is the same! This one was a little wild. Only 15 min between some of them

It took Gigi a lot longer to realize what was happening and what she needed to do compared to my other moms, I'm guessing due to age. But her instincts and hormones kicked in and she's doing phenomenally now ♥️

After sister Kestrel's 7 hr whelping pause I won't say she's definitely done but she did have 6 total, which was all we were 100% certain of in the x-ray. There may be a couple more being shifted into position as she sleeps

Sadly, only 5 were born viable. Having Pip here to cry on made the stillborn so much more bearable than the last. And now I'm simply grateful Gigi is doing well and that her 5 beautiful puppies are eating and pooping like champs already!

Formal introductions tomorrow, but we have:

Two long coated sable girls, Alexis and Moira (who has one long opera glove)

Two tanpoint boys, which will shade out to creeping tan or saddleback. David and Johnny

A short coated sable boy, Roland

I wouldn't complain about a black female to be Stevie haha!

They're definitely Kai's thank god. Lining up homes has been much easier than expected and everyone is healthy so far. All I could ask for to come out of such a shitty circumstance.

The back room here has a bed right next to where her whelping box is. At first I was worried I wouldn't get any sleep for a couple of days because she almost stepped on a couple and didn't keep track of when we took puppies from her. But now Gigi's being the attentive, careful mother her own was. Sleeping curled around them nuzzled up is a new one, so sweet

[spaceyraccoon]

Me: (pacing around, hyperventilating)

Narrator: Author, why aren't you writing?

Me: The trailer for your upcoming game just came out today! I'm too excited to write!

Narrator: Oh, good, I'm glad to see you so excited about my new game. However, it doesn't come out until next month, so in the meantime I suggest you sit down and work on our story.

Me: (still pacing) Can't sit! Too excited!

Narrator: Please sit.

Me: Excited!

Narrator: (long-suffering sigh, goes over to me, grabs me by the back of my hoodie, and hauls me over to my desk)

Me: HRRK!

Narrator: (puts me in the chair) There. Now resume writing.

Me: (standing right back up) Excited- AGH!

Narrator: (hands on my shoulders, shoving me right back down into the chair)

Me: (now annoyed, getting back up again)

Narrator: (produces handcuffs from seemingly nowhere and chains me to the desk) There. Now write, Author.

Me: ...Kinky. (pulling at the handcuff) You know, this is a hostile work environment. I don't think I can work under such hostile conditions.

Narrator: So report me to HR then.

Me: ...I am HR!

Narrator: Oh. That sounds like a you problem.

Me: What if I have to use the bathroom?

Narrator: That is definitely a you problem, Author. Well, then - resume the story, pip pip! (Leaves)

Me: >:/

[sharpenurdamnknife]

💖

A Less Spicy Shipping Meme

Send a 💖 and I’ll tell you what a relationship would be like with my character:

How likely they are to enter a relationship with them:

1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10- I mean they already are even if they gag the word out.

Would they…

Make the first move? Yes | No

Say “I love you” first? Yes | No

Cheat on them? Yes | No

Be the jealous type? Yes | No

Plan the dates? Yes | No

Initiate the first kiss? Yes | No

Remember anniversaries? Yes | No

BOLD WHAT APPLIES:

Their Relationship Is:

friends to lovers | rivals to lovers | enemies to lovers | still just enemies | mutual pining | star crossed lovers | old married couple | perpetual honeymoon phase | stable and boring | stable but not boring | secret lovers | best friends hiding their feelings | and they were roommates | friends with benefits | coworkers avoiding HR | one-sided affection | weird sexual tension | it’s complicated | toxic relationship | a secret affair | an actual dumpster fire | other

PUBLIC Displays of Affection:

hand holding | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips |  cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection

PRIVATE Displays of Affection:

hand holding | kiss on the hand | kiss on the cheek | kiss on the forehead | kiss on the lips |  cuddling | hugging | affectionate messages or comments | pet names | pictures together | no displays of affection

Do they stay together?

yes, this is endgame | yes but someone is gonna die tragically | something is keeping them apart | they part ways as friends | they part ways as enemies | they’re on-again-off-again | they have a super messy breakup | it was just a fling | other

BONUS

What terrible pet names would they give each other?

Oh god She calls him things...he calls her pip squeak but mostly I actually think they are pretty normal. She definitely whispers that hes the love of her life eventually

[whentherewerebicycles]

yesterday was a very bad day—just long and stressful and draining—but today was good:

I slept 7.5 hours which was such an incredible improvement over this week’s fitful 5 and 6 hr nights. I am truly a completely different person when I’ve slept more than 7 hours

I went into my office today for the first time since march 13 and it felt amazing. not only was my snake plant STILL ALIVE after eight months without water, it had grown a very large little vampire baby that I should be able to propagate to form a new plant. its first vampire baby (now a separate snake plant) was also still alive. unbelievable. anyway I will definitely be going back and might try to do some of my long meeting days there. parking is $$$ but I think it might be worth it to have one or two days a week out of the house.

Ruthie had her first obedience class! also I was feeling guilty that she got to have a fun experience and Pip didn’t, so I bought him one of those snuffle mats where you can hide tons of treats in it and they just spend like an hour sniffing furiously trying to find them all. I now wish I had done this like a year ago because the effort of snuffling around for treats was apparently so taxing that he wore himself out and just lay docilely on the bed all evening allowing Ruthie to divebomb him

I am almost finished with the first work of fic I’ve written since august 2018 and I successfully met the soft deadline. it’s short (only 13,000 words) but that’s 13k more words than I’ve written in forever! going to have to work pretty hard this week to finish it by the hard deadline but I feel like it’s feasible and also it just feels sooo good to have an external deadline. like YES please hold me accountable please apply some gentle pressure so I’ll keep working on things

a two-dog family is just so good. I can’t believe how much silliness and joy Ruthie adds to the mix. Pip is having so much fun furiously wrestling with her and playing tug of war and racing around the apartment, and I am having so much fun just getting to know her personality & getting to see a little creature learn. plus with a new dog you get to make up all kinds of silly new bits to do with them and songs to sing for them! it’s shaken up all our routines in a way that is stressful at times (usually when I’ve slept less than 7 hours) but so fun and joyful the vast majority of the time. oh to have a little dog!! oh to get to build a new bond with a little creature!!! tbh dogs might be the whole point of being alive

[sol1056]

Wait did LM and JDS get fired from DW? Like for real? Because like... That sounds very good.

Let me put it this way: normally, if you do well, the company will find another project for you. They might even make a project for you, especially if you did really well. That’s independent of whether or not your current project scored a sequel, since even some great shows just don’t go there. 

Secondly, the co-EP position is a step on the ladder to EP. JDS’ last position was co-EP, ostensibly to assist and learn from a more experienced EP. He moves up into EP, and LM moves from head of storyboard to co-EP. Yet… she’s not moving into an EP position. She’s going back to directing. Same for JDS.

Third, somewhere between last November and maybe March, Hedrick either asked to be transferred off the project, or made known he was considering quitting. Whomever he told must’ve been pretty high on the food chain, since most companies will let a manager block if the person’s expertise is required. Yet JDS wasn’t able to, and you have to know by now JDS would’ve blocked out of pure spite.

In other words, there were probably two competing versions. JDS/LM, and Hedrick. That exec-ally weighed the options and determined Hedrick was the one worth keeping – and promoting up to EP, at that. I’d call it a signal to the other execs, but it’s more like a neon billboard thirty feet high. JDS and LM may’ve won the battle over VLD, but Hedrick undeniably won the war. 

I would expect somewhere around there, the EPs were informed there would be no sequel. The actual message may’ve been simpler: there may or may not be a continuation, but JDS and LM would definitely not be working on it. As professionals, they’d be expected to work out their contracts to the end, close up shop properly, and move to their next projects. Somewhere else. 

April is the traditional month for project-shopping and staffing-shopping, so at that time, DW probably saw no reason to be anything but professional, as well. Give the EPs enough time to put their names out on the market for that April crunch, knowing that most projects might not begin until winter or possibly the following year (especially for movies, which are planned much farther in advance than TV shows). 

That’s probably what they did, and until S7, their departure would’ve been more related to being bad managers, I’d expect. If you track their interviews around March and onwards, they just get worse. They weren’t taking the quiet professional departure expectation very well. After S7’s fiasco, DW forced them to quit all publicity, and even go radio-silent on twitter for nearly two months. That’s extreme, and it could be that their obedience was the only thing keeping them from being walked out the door right then.

There are different types of firing, after all. There’s firing due to malfeasance or sheer incompetence, when HR gets involved and someone’s escorted off the property. There’s firing someone because they turned out to just not be a good cultural fit, and then there’s firing someone because you think someone else could do the job better. The last two use “we don’t need this position anymore” or “the project is ending” as a polite fiction, but those avoid the tremendous paperwork required to fire a person. 

(For those of you not aware, most states you cannot just fire without any warning at all. Even in fire-at-will states, you must have their full paycheck plus any vacation payouts, to be handed over in one lump sum right then. You’ve got to close out your accounts, basically. That means documentation: showing there’s a fireable offense, written warnings, possibly a PIP, and then you can fire them. Skip a step, and the company’s open for an employment lawsuit. Much better on all involved to pressure someone to willingly head for the door.)

tl;dr: if they weren’t formally fired, they were definitely not invited to keep being employed by DW, and it pretty much amounts to the same thing, anyway.

[damdahdi-studies]

(21st Aug Sat 19) My chem notes & study laid out, details

studied VSEPR theory & molecular shape, polarity. did practise problems for that too

studied half? of intermolecular forces

managed to do this in 9 pomodoros today (225 mins) and a bit more. small step, but i choose to be satisfied

reflection: i admit i procrastinated for about an hour after dinner. youtube is always the problem so i blocked it for a couple of hours and got around 1.5 hrs of work done after. i should get into the habit of blockimg it before i feel the procrastination feels coming. really.

other than that, im very content with today. i cleaned both my study room and bedroom at an efficient rate which i often dont do lmao.. and i didnt really feel that depressed nor anxious today tho i did have an attack after tht cursed hour procrastination break after dinner.

had ballet class today so physical activity is done (kinda stretched a back muscle tho)

ah... i forgot piano practise. im learning Fantasie Impromptu by Chopin right now its amazing

Plans for tomorrow:

tomorrow morning before lunch i want to finish intermolecular forces studying and practise problems

before breakfast i want to finish reading mr pip for literature class. i have a long essay on it due in couple of weeks i want to start tomorrow... even just researching. i also want to fix up my notes on the introduction of that novel... maybe write something for practise if i have the time. theres an short answer in class in literally 5 days and im not... prepared. i never feel prepared for lit tbh

do some studying for linear motion for physics. practise problems and studying theory.

go through some texts in booklet we'll be using in Chinese class for next 4-5 weeks. take notes.

theres a maths test in 3 days? ive done all the textbook work. if i have time tomorrow for this i want to take notes on the content and even do some practise problems maybe.

important: PLAN how im going to deal with term 3. i have almost decided on using a bujo/journal self made planner because its more easier being organised fr. more update on that later.

ps. today i completely let go of my work when i felt it was late enough. normally (like all the time until now) i wouldnt let myself sleep until ive finished everything i felt i needed to do which i hardly ever actually finished because there was too much. then i would wake up tired next morning, come back to my messy desk with reminders of last nights 'failures' sprawled. i never went to bed with a sense of closure.

well now i think its important to do what you can. yes, i should push myself but not like... that. i tried, i achieved something unexpected today and i made an effort. thats what matters i believe.

pps. oh yeah and i posted i would post my chinese study plan today... sorry about that i didnt really manage to do it. ill definitely post it tomorrow. if i dont you get to whack me. metaphorically.

[practicingmedicine]

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It was well past my usual bedtime. 10:12 PM, when I translated the clock from military time, and the sun had already set. The sky was too cloudy to see any stars, of course; Even the brilliant light of the moon couldn’t quite make it through. I was tired, both because I was used to a more structured schedule, and because it had been an exhausting day. So much had happened at this point that I wasn’t really in a frame of mind to care about one more piece of work.

Gram had suggested I do something to introduce myself to my new friends before we hit the hay, so I decided to do what I was best at- general assessment! I’d do a head-to-toe examination of each of them. That way, I’d be getting to know each of them in a real literal way, and it gave me an excuse to set up some pip-boy profiles. The Pip Boy makes a great assessment tool, assuming you got the patient in the database already

I looked over each of my patients, then back at my device. 57% battery charge … creating new profiles always took a lot of battery power, but I knew it would hold for the night. If worse came to worst, I could charge it up a little with the glowing energy cell that I always kept in my breast pocket.

I was about ready to perform now, with this makeshift examination room as my stage. It was little more than an abandoned shack that we’d used as a goal post while hiking, and eventually decided to camp by; we’d all be sleeping in nice orange tents. I had used the rickety shelves to set up equipment that I’d need, and propped up an old 3-legged chair against the wall for the patient to sit in. The ranger, who I’d learned was named Tandi, had loaned me a tactical flashlight to provide lighting. Or, I suspected, Gram had made them lend me the flashlight. I’d also commandeered the cart’s radio to get some appropriate music going.

Now, it wasn’t much, but I was grateful for it, because the shed offered privacy. I’d seen firsthand what kind of compromising information could be revealed during this sort of assessment. Forget the eyes, it turns out that STDs are the real window into the soul.

“Alright folks, looks like we’re all set up! Cook, why don’t you come up first?” I suggested, motioning for her to come on forward. She smiled.

“Cool! I actually have a few things that I want an explanation for.”

I ushered her inside, and had her sit down on the stool. I gave her a quick once over; she was about my age, maybe a little older, with freckly brown skin and messy, chin-length black hair that she’d pulled back into a bun. Definitely on the heavier side for a Mojave resident, but other than that she seemed to be taking pretty good care of herself. She had a healthy glow about her that was refreshing to see.

After checking to make sure I had turned the pip-boy all the way off, I removed it from my arm, and clipped it onto Cook’s. Her arm was bigger than mine, so I had to put it a bit lower, but it still fit alright. I turned it on and let it set up a profile. The song on the radio changed as we got settled in.

Blamin' it all,

On the nights on Broadway-

Singin' them sweet sounds,

To that crazy, crazy town...

“I’ve never seen one of these things up close before. Is it going to reveal my deepest, darkest secrets?” Asked Cook, big brown eyes rooted to the glowing green screen. I nodded.

“If you consider the state of your internals to be your deepest, darkest secrets, then sure. You missing anything?” She shook her head as I donned my stethoscope.

“I don’t think so. Are you?”

I looked down at my left hand. I was missing something, actually- I didn’t have a thumb on my left hand. Instead, my father had done some little surgeries, and moved my index finger to where my thumb would be. It worked fine, didn’t hurt me none, so I hardly noticed it. I flexed my hand to demonstrate.

“Yep. Ain’t that neat?” Cook looked mystified.

“Whoa. That is cool! Why are all those fingers so long ?” I shrugged.

“Hell if I know. The whole arm is a little screwed up, but mostly the hand.” And the forearm, I thought about pointing out. There was a huge patch of pale and rubbery skin running along there, but it didn’t seem like she’d noticed yet and the reasons for it being that way weren't the kind of thing that I liked to talk with new folks about. It was my uncomfortable little secret, you know?

“Could it be radiation? Maybe your mom got exposed while she was pregnant,” suggested Cook. I thought for a moment. Had mom been pregnant with me when she got shot?

“Hey, wait a minute- this is your examination, not mine! Keep the speculatin’ to yourself!” Cook shrugged.

“Sorry, I'm a natural speculator. Oh, and, I think your pip-boy is booted up. Am I a new user?” I nodded.

“Here, lemme see it-“ I used the selector wheel to scroll to the thing that said, “YES,” which was a word I could read, and then let it boot up some more. After a few seconds, her profile popped up:

> STATUS

Battery Level: 40%

Wireless Signal: (?)

Operating Temperature: 95F

> HEALTH

BP: 130/80

SPO2: 99%

Temp: 99.5F

RR: 12

HR: 100

WARNINGS >Right Kidney: Absent

---

“I see a warning,” I said. “Do you mind reading it for me?” Cook shook her head. “No, I… well, shit.” She stared at the screen silently for a few seconds. I raised an eyebrow.

“What?”

“It says, right kidney: absent. Is that bad?”

I blinked. “Um, let me see that.” I crouched down next to her, and flicked over to the screen that showed the smiling guy- or, girl, apparently, if the user was female, with little symbols indicating problems. Sure enough, there was a little black warning sign where her left kidney- her right kidney, actually, would be located. “Hm. I don’t reckon it’s a glitch.”

“Okay, but is that bad? Am I going to die before I turn twenty?” she asked, with enough confidence that I was pretty sure she knew the answer. I shook my head.

“Well you might, but not on account of your kidney. Some people just… only have one, I guess.” I thought for a second, then added, “Rule of thumb: If you’ve survived this long without any problems, you’re probably fine.”

That seemed to satisfy her. “Anything else you need to check?” she asked. I nodded.

“A few things. First off, I want to get an idea of what your normal heartbeat sounds like.” I slipped the earbuds of my stethoscope in and placed it against her chest, moving it around a bit. I didn’t hear no beat. “Could you pull your shirt up?” I asked. She gave me a suspicious look.

“I’m wearing a dress. I can’t really pull it up.”

“Okay then, pull it down a bit. I don’t hear nothing,” I replied, trying not to push it too much; apparently some people really didn’t like showing their skin in front of other folks. I always thought that was strange, but I’d learned to respect other people’s weird choices. She sighed and pulled the top of her dress down a bit.

“Still getting more lung than heart,” I said. Cook snickered.

“Well that’s because you’re listening on the wrong side, you dork!” I froze. I took a deep breath, and then I placed it on the other side.

“Oh my god,” I murmured. I stood there for a few more seconds, not sure whether to feel astonished or annoyed

“What?”

“Cook, have you got yourself a twin?” I asked. Cook frowned for a second, then shook her head

“Not that I remember. What’s that have to do with this?”

“Your entire body is flipped! Your heart’s on the wrong side, the pip-boy registered your right kidney as your left kidney, and I’m willing to bet twenty Caps that you’re left handed!” I said, yanking the stethoscope out of my ears. She looked surprised.

“Ambidextrous, actually. I use both my hands for stuff, though I guess I do sort of default to my left! I hadn’t noticed until you mentioned it,” she replied, rubbing her left arm nervously. I shrugged.

“Whatever! It’s harmless, and imagine if someone tried to kill you by shooting you in your heart, but they couldn’t cause it was facing the other way!”

“That would be badass.” she conceded. She stroked her chin. “Like, the hero puts the gun up to my chest and shoots, and then turns his back because he thinks that I’m dying, and then BANG! His friends all gather around for his tragic last words, I laugh an evil laugh and make my escape…”

“But what if the hero-“ I started. Cook started cackling.

“Hey, no, don’t steal my idea! What if his heart was on the wrong side too? Or, it was on the right side, but I didn’t know which side the heart was supposed to be on because mine was wrong!”

“Oh- but then, you both die anyways, cause you still got shot in the lung, and now you’ve got pneumothorax and your lung is gonna collapse!” I realized midway through the sentence that it was a real buzzkill, but Cook didn’t seem to mind. She leaned back in her chair.

“True… Well, I guess it wouldn’t be all that useful then. Still, it’s kind of cool!” She made a little gesture with her thumb and index finger to indicate just how kind of cool it was.

“A little,” I said, still grinning. We both just kind of sat there for a while after that, enjoying our newfound kinship. Cook made a sound like she’d remembered something.

“Oh! I almost forgot- do you have any idea what this weird rashy stuff is? It’s genetic I think, because a few other people in my first tribe had it and I’ve not seen it anywhere else.” She turned her back to me and spread her arms. I hadn’t noticed before, but the backs of her arms and all of the skin I could see on her upper back was covered in these little raised red patches with chalky white centers.

"Psoriasis,” I said immediately. She turned back around looking all sorts of concerned, but I waved her away. “Nothing serious. There are a few different types, but none of them are dangerous. It just means that the top layer of your skin grows too much in some places, which is what makes those weird little scales appear.” She sat back down.

“Is there like, any way I can treat it? The rashy bits itch all the time, and it hurts when I scratch them.”

“Yeah, actually!” She perked up a bit. “Just spend some time with your back to the sun. Make a habit of keeping the rash uncovered, and try to face it towards the sun whenever you’re sitting.”

“Why’s that work?” She asked. I shrugged.

“No idea. My guess is that the sunlight helps kill the weird cells, but I’m a combat clinician, never studied for it specifically. One of my father’s doctor-buddies had psoriasis, and that worked for him. He liked to go around shirtless ‘cause of that,” I explained. Cook nodded.

“Sounds like fun, but I’ll probably just stick to backless dresses- For everyone’s sake.” She laughed, and so I laughed too, even though I didn’t really get what she was joking about. It felt nice to laugh along with someone again.

“Well… I guess you better do your next patient. It’s kinda late,” said Cook eventually, standing up from the rickety chair. I nodded.

“Of course. Been a pleasure talking with you!” I unclipped the pip-boy from her wrist and gave her a friendly wave as she walked out the door.

“Yeah, you too!”

Well, that’s one patient down, I mused. Weird anatomy, but good company! I’d have to get to know her better in the future.

“Next!” I shouted.

-Break-

Battery Level: 23%

Wireless Signal: (?)

Operating Temperature: 95F

>HEALTH

BP: 150/120

SPO2: 97%

Temp: 97.5F

RR: 10

HR: 60

>WARNINGS > Head: Crippled > Right Eye: Crippled > Left Leg: Damaged > Right Kidney: Absent

>TIME

Day: 23 SEP. 2176

Time: 22:56

---

It's not in the way that you hold me,

It's not in the way you say you care!

It's not in the way you've been treating my friends,

It's not in the way that you stayed til’ the end...

Now, I couldn’t read all the warnings, but Tandi sure had a lot of them. I flipped to his- no, HER , I realized, little character icon, then immediately regretted it as the wave of warnings jumped out at me.

“Damaged head, missing right eye, some kinda fracture warning in the right leg…” I stopped for a second. I screwed up my face a little. “Oh, for fuck’s sake- are you missing a kidney too!?” Tandi bobbed her helmet solemnly.

“Okay, whatever, that’s fine, I’ll ask about it later! In the meantime, could you take off your helmet, so I can see your head?” She didn’t respond for a bit, which probably bumped my systolic up at least another ten points. Then, slowly, she brought her hands up to her helmet like Darth Vader, and lifted it off.

Her face was sharp. She had tan, leathery skin and straight blonde hair streaked with grey, tied behind her head and tucked into her collar. The lines of her face suggested that she was about fifty years old, but the sharpness of her features made her look younger. She was kind of familiar, but I couldn’t say why…

That was, of course, ignoring that the entire lower-right side of her face hung somewhat loose, with that side of her mouth all scrunched up at the end. One of her eyes was little more than a swollen, empty socket, and I could see a patch of missing flesh where her synthetic jaw poked through. Before I could start feeling disgusted, though, I got to feeling kinda curious.

“What happened there?” I asked, reaching my hand towards the face to touch the skin. Her glare was enough to make me draw back.

“I had my face shot. Someone put it back together.” She tilted that side of her face towards me. “How’s it look?”

“Magnificent! I’ve never seen anything like it,” I replied, eyes wide with wonder. The fact that she could still sound so normal- well, so relatively normal, if you ignored the bizarre cadence, was mind blowing. “Seriously, whoever did that surgery must of been equal parts crazy and awesome !”

Tandi shook her head. “No. He was a terrible doctor, just a butcher with a steady hand. Guy who made the jaw was smart, but a real shit soldier.”

So it had been a joint effort. That explained the patchwork quality, though I was still a little unclear as to how she’d actually survived getting shot in the melon. That thing contains some pretty vital stuff.

“Well, as neat as that is, you’ve got a lot of problems. Let’s start with your kidney- where the hell is it?” She curled one side of her face into a smile, which caught me off guard, then lifted up her shirt and armor. Among other markings, there was a deep, pink scar running just inferior to her ribcage, all the way across her side.

“I had a comrade named Andrei who needed one. I was stupid back then, so I gave it to him. Tried to take it back later, but that’s another story...” she recounted. She stared off into the darkness, seemed to space out for a while, and I didn’t interrupt her. I often did the same thing.

“… Anyway, now I’m short a kidney. Good luck with Gram.” She started to stand up, grunting a little as her gargantuan form unfolded out of the chair. I motioned for her to sit back down, even though I knew I couldn’t actually do anything if she chose to leave. I got the impression that she could walk right through me if she wanted to, although she didn’t on this particular occasion; tonight, she settled for scowling at me as she sat back down.

“Can I put my helmet back on?” she asked. I nodded.

“Sure. And I can probably help with that eye, if you let me. Removing a little bit of tissue and wearing a patch would probably do you a world of good.” I couldn’t tell if she’d heard me. When the mask was on, she was about as emotive as a Protectron. “Anyways, let’s talk about that leg! You got any idea what happened there?” Tandi stared at me for a few seconds, which was really creepy with the glowing red visor and the gas mask. She shrugged.

“I kill people. Sometimes, I kill them up close. I must have kicked someone’s skull in too hard.”

As usual, the talk about killing upset my brain and my stomach a little bit. I’d already decided that I was never going to kill nobody, swore an oath on it way back at Father’s funeral, but would they expect me to? Cook might understand, but Tandi? I wasn’t sure about Gram either. If he was still alive this many years after the war, I’d be willing to bet he had killed at least a few people...

But, it wouldn’t do to think about that during an examination! I tried to pull myself together.

“So, I don’t know much about what happened, except that it didn’t heal right. It’s too late to just stick some med-x in, but if we measured doses and gave you some down time, I could probably fix it...” Before I was even done speaking, Tandi was shaking her head.

“No, fuck that- I keep my scars. I ain’t about to sit around on my ass for a month so that I can get out of chairs quicker.” I rubbed my temples.

“Well then , it's awful late, and I still haven’t examined Mister Gram! You don’t have any life threatening conditions right now, so I’ll just let you go.” Without much more than a grunt of pain, Tandi stood up, tossed my pip boy on the ground, and started to walk out the door.

“And, uh- Tandi!” Slowly, she turned back around. I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell that her patience was gone. “… Be careful. You’re awful tore up, you know that? If you get hit bad, I don’t think I can offer you more’n a lick and a promise.” She didn’t nod, or do anything that told me that she heard what I was saying. She just stalked away, disappearing into the dark

Oh well. No one could say I didn’t try.

“Next!” I said, with a little less conviction this time.

-Break- Battery Level: 4%

Wireless Signal: (?)

Operating Temperature: 98F

>HEALTH

Vitals:

BP: ?

SPO2: 93%

Temp: 104F

RR: 16

HR: 50 >WARNINGS > Pulse: WARNING! > Airway: WARNING! > Temperature: WARNING! > Circulation: WARNING! > Blood Pressure: WARNING! > Respiration: WARNING! > Liver: WARNING! > Circulation: WARNING! > Dangerous radiation level!

> TIME

Day: 23 SEP. 2176

Time: 23:15

---

Oh, oh, oh (oh, oh, oh)

You're a native New Yorker!

You should know the score by now, (you should know by now),

You're a native New Yorker...

“Well, Gram, congratulations- your biology is so funky that you’ve triggered every single vitals warning. You proud of yourself?” I could tell that Gram was trying to keep a straight face as my Pip-Boy shat itself figuring out how he was still alive. He took a puff on his cigar and kicked back in the chair, causing it to creak dangerously. That didn’t seem to worry him none.

“Oh, you bet your ass I’m proud. Surviving this kind of stuff ain’t just a talent of mine, kid, it’s a passion .” He aired his cigar smoke as I stared him down, really took him all in for the first time; His brown skin was dead and peeling, his eyes were murky and black. And when he breathed, I could hear the fluid in his lungs without holding a stethoscope to his chest.

In the end, I gave up and sat down on the floor.

“To be honest, Gram, I’m kinda lost here. Both of the others had distressing shit, but at least they were human. With you… I don’t even know where to start. Are your organs even in the same place anymore?” He made an incomprehensible expression.

“I dunno- I’ve never checked.” He took another puff of his cigar, which I would comment on, but… well, frankly, that was the least of his worries. Everybody’s gotta die of something, I guess. “If I’m being honest for a moment here, Isaac, I knew you’d be confused. I just had to make sure I was right.”

My heart sank. This had been a test?

“Gram, I know I don’t sound super confident, but that’s just because this is unfamiliar territory for me! Knowledge gaps scare me! If you get shot, I’m still gonna find a way to fix you,” I said, tensing up like I had a gun pointed at me. He chuckled at that.

“You worry too much, Kid- I just want to get to know you in a medical context, make sure I can trust you to handle me and my team. Looking at how worried you are, I think I know the answer.” He gave me a wink, which he had clearly been practicing plenty over the last two hundred years, and I relaxed a little.

“I… Alright. I think I hit it off with Cook, at least, so that’s good,” I replied, sighing and scooting over to the ground beside Gram. The smell of cigar smoke filled my nose.

“Good! She came out with her smile intact, that’s always a good sign! Did you and Tandi get along any?” The mention of her name wiped the grin right off my face. “Wait, don’t answer that question- I think I know the answer. You two are already like a couple of old pals, right?”

I let out a mix between a laugh and a growl, and stared up at the flashlight hanging from the ceiling.

“She’s what my Father would’ve called a ‘ Calamity Jane. ’ That lady has got issues.”

Gram laughed too. “Yeah, you think? Turns out that thirty years of state sponsored slaughter can mess with your head.” Gram swished some more smoke around in his mouth, and blew it out through his nose. “She’s a good woman at heart. She just has this idea in her head that she’s got some kind of duty to her people- to the NCR, to me and Cook- and sometimes she just can’t see anything else.” I guess Gram saw that I was looking forlorn, because he reached over to pat my head. “Don’t worry about it. Just be glad that you managed to get through to Cook. You ain’t gonna be all alone.”

Then Gram handed me my pip-boy back and stood up to leave. I didn’t stop him. As he opened up the rickety wooden door, (which I noticed that only he had bothered to close) he turned around to face me. “G’night, kid. Try and get some sleep tonight. We’ll be walking most of tomorrow, and I want you up at the crack of dawn.” I nodded.

"Course.” Gram tipped his hat, and closed the door behind him.

Blinking to stay awake, I checked the time on my pip boy. It was almost midnight, which meant that the day wasn’t even over yet. Yawning, I turned it off, and plugged it into my emergency energy cell.

September 23rd- It had been the best day of my life, then the second worst, then it got better, and now it was kind of mediocre again. I wasn’t sure how I felt now. Not that it mattered how I felt. I was going to have to stop thinking so much if I wanted to survive the following days, I realized, as I straddled the line between sleep and consciousness. I thought about standing up to turn the light off, but I was so tired that even thinking about standing up made my legs ache. Instead, I just made a sad, feeble attempt to reach the thing with my hand, and then everything went black.

And so that’s what happened on the 23rd of September, 2173; the day that the world ended.

[+]

[justslowdown]

Just realized that Magpie has met a full sixteen fucking dogs in the last couple days.....

I have my 5, and 6 puppies (Weller and Puppies leaving Wednesday with Connor)

A friend has been scheduled to visit from before I knew when Magpie was coming, bringing Mari (Weller sis) and Beatle the lovely goldendoodle SD

Pip brought Noodle and Lambchop down to visit with their aforementioned friends

Connor's Greg Universe joined the party of course bc our yard is a dog park

I hadn't planned on assaulting Magpie with such a flood of dogs. She was raised as an only dog and hasn't spent time with many. But her separation distress is a thing, and her meeting-people-and-dogs stress is nonexistent. Her new-thing response is "oh wow this is neat." She handles it all so fabulously. So based off our read of her, she was out today, and seemed to really enjoy herself, soliciting play with a few different dogs! She only got overwhelmed a couple times with too rough play, and handled that by coming to me so I could help.

The separation stuff will take some work though. Some is probably due to everything here being so strange and me being her constant. But it's definitely something I have to help her with

Got some supplements, will get her a DAP collar and those calming care probiotics, will work on introducing the crate as a Great Fun Kong and Puzzle Toy Box so she learns nice things happen without me being around. We'll get there!

Besides that she's been an absolute delight. Fun, funny, adores every new person, will be VERY easy to train despite pretty much never being trained period. She just today learned to take treats and already caught on to sitting for them, in a spontaneous couple minute group session with Connor and a horde of dogs. Yesterday she literally didn't know food could come from a person's hand

(she also caught onto robbing Pip's treat pouch lmao)

I. Love her. She has puppy energy for sure but entertained herself great with toys and chews for a few hrs just now, before finally settling

Her toy play is so so goofy and cute 😭 wah this is a good girl. I feel extremely lucky that everything aligned to get her here. Spending time with her so far has been an absolute delight

[dappercyborg]

Hello I’m physically disabled and worked for years as a chef, an incredibly stressful job, in sweltering heat, ridiculously long hours on my feet, frequent split days off, 12 hour shifts with 12 hours between the end of my shift and the start of the next with an hour and 1/2 commute each way, working with morons who fuck up and I have to deal with it, being the only person in for up to half my shift ment to be doing prep but actually sending over a hundred lunch orders because of a schedule fuck up, dealing with petty little work place politics because kitchens are hierarchy and I may be the joint 4th lowest ranked of the chefs but slav is the 5th lowest (still low enough that we’re counting from the bottom rather than the top down) so he’s going to be a dick, where I once had a kp try and take me to hr for inappropriate conversation in the workplace (I was talking about my boyfriend),

All while my landlord sells my flat from under me,I fight a 14 month battle to get my pip back, and 3 close members of my family died

I’ve never killed anyone at work even though some of the waiters probably deserved it and many of the customers definitely did

So what makes doctors so fucking special

You know who else deals with long hours and not enough pay and draining situations and burnout? Longer hours even. No pay. No respite.

Me. Disabled parents of disabled children. People like me.

And no matter how burnt out I get i will NEVER treat my child the way doctors treat their patients. Even though I am dealing with far more intense and draining and outright disabling working conditions i am dealing with, I will never leave my child to fucking die. I will never leave it to suffer alone with pain. I will never dismiss its health issues. I will not blame it for being upset, for struggling with its treatments or for asserting its autonomy.

And if I EVER fucking do, I would not deserve to be allowed to keep doing my job. If I ever treat my child the way doctors do their patients, take it away. Find it someone better. Do not let it stay with someone who will let it die because they had a bad day.

But, I mean, it would never get to that point. Because unlike doctors, I have a fucking moral compass. And when someone is in my fucking care, I will ALWAYS do the right thing and bottle my fucking problems and PROVIDE THE CARE I HAVE COMITTED TO PROVIDING.

Medical proffesionals, if you cannot get on my level then quit.

[britishb3atlemania]

ive been stressed tf out since last night bc my friend invited me to a new years eve party downtown and my ma would gaslight the shit outta me so i wouldnt b able to go (im super easily manipulated even as an adult and bc my younger brother has been a complete asshole to the whole fam recently i dont wanna ~add~ to that and theres just a bigger expectation for me to b perfect) but my dad talked to her and last min let me leave after dinner to catch a train downtown (40min away) but it was like... a lil late notice basically i spent midnight at the subway lmfao but thats whatever like i got the the party fine and friend was already sloshed

which was nice to see her have a good time and i started drinking but keeping in mind not to b too fucked just to make sure she ok bc i love her right

but she gets so disastrous (drunk and high on weed AND two bums of coke) and calls this shit white guy she had a crush on 3 yrs ago who ghosted her and she now HATES and basically drunkenly tries to convince him to let her come over to have sex

and like her friend (lets say Doug) and I are here hearing this and know she caNNOT go out is in NO condition to let alone go fuck someone atm bc its hella fukin yikes...

we keep pipping over the phone (she was on speaker) to this white dude named Asswipe that she is too intoxicated on a lot of stuff to go out, and this is a terrible idea and as the sober one on this he should give her a definite “no” so she can leave it be. 

He doesnt (bc men are scum lmaooo)

Basically makes me extra anxious for many reasons, from less to most important:

-My ma/grandparents are pissed at me for ditching new years for the first time and my abuelita has depression and when shes rlly upset will call me crying and manipulate me so i was terrified of that lmao

-I have terrible social anxiety and I begged fam to let me come to be with my best friend for a special night, even though its at her friend’s house with so many ppl i dont know. Also bc the plan was i was allowed to crash the night there with her but now shes trying to run away ALONE to this dudes house and leave me. And im selfish and felt rude and anxious to spend the night at a strangers house w/o her.

-I reminded her i came here for her and im anxious if she leaves and she just told me ~jokingly~ that she cant fuck me bc im taken and neither cant Doug bc he’s also taken so at least with Asswipe she can fuck someone. Which i think is like... a ginormous low but she was sloshed so i tried not to let that get me all upset

-I had a p similar experience of a ~friendly acquaintance~ taking advantage of me when i was drunk and it has fucked me up since and i told her abt this in confidence so she knows how bad that is and it was rlly getting to me thinking my friend could go through that tonight

-Additionally, if someone is so fucking intoxicated they CANNOT give consent in that state SORRY but idc how many times u say ur consenting “despite being high/drunk” if you keep stumbling over ur feet and about to vom all night and drop ur phone every 2 sec, etc, u ARE NOT in a condition to make such a heavy decision

She ends up tricking us and runs away ALONE to this guys house who I DO NOT KNOW the address of. Asswipe knows perfectly NO ONE approves of this, knows she is PLASTERED, and hes not, heard me say this is INCREDIBLY YIKES AND TAKING ADVTANGE OF SOMEONE

So 3 of us at the party rlly care for my friend and are super pissed/concerned/anxious, Doug, her friend who through the party, ie. Karla, and I. Doug has to go home, Karla and I take an uber with friends to a house party someone overheard her talking about going to. turns out she tricked them and didnt go there obvi

Karla has Asswipe on fb, messages him and demands him to call her an uber and send her home, even offering to pay it herself. He gave a bs answer of “idk if she wants to/// she’s fine”

My friend basically ignored all our calls/texts for 1.5 hrs, finally mssgs back Karla (bc even tho weve been friends forever i know and am self aware shes closer to Karla now and her uni friends which is an insecurity but i get it lol), then me. Mostly interacts with Karla but barely says much.

Wont call us when we ask, tells us not to blame Asswipe, thats shes fine, some happy new yr bs

Idk i was so worried and pissed and anxious so i just flat out told her that i love her but if she thinks she is sober enough to make that decision then she should be sober enough that it was a shitty move on her part to leave us like this when she knows we’re worried sick.

Hasnt replied to me since lmao. But she DID mssg back Karla in the morning to tell her shes fine. I leave Karla’s house early bc fam stuff, but she shows up later to pick up her stuff. I guess theyre fine now

But she hasnt replied to me all day, hasnt mssgd shit.

And i hate it bc i just hope she was fine (Karla says shes good) but i know my friend and she is more attached to her than me and it just kind of breaks my heart that they can make ammends but me who was worried sick and was with her the most to make sure she was ok and all the same jazz as Karla and Doug, she wont mssg me. I already caved and sent her a mssg asking if she was ok and she still hasnt replied and im just... not doing ok now lol i turned this into a selfish thing abt me but i am so worried for her and i just hate that im not allowed to be worried for her or be angry ever bc its like... any excuse for her to stop being my friend...

this was so long and if someone read it i love you ugh im just so... lost idk what to do. usually i apologize even when something is not my fault bc i dont want us to not b friends. But this fuked me up and i just sincerely hope it doesnt fuck her up wtvr the fuk went down with her and asswipe so i dont think its an ok situation to make myself into the one that is wrong... bc i dont think i am... but ugh idk second opinions gr8ly appreciated

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