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2020-01-23 at 10:26 PM UTC
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2020-01-23 at 10:40 PM UTCDropping some more tracks
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2020-01-23 at 11:30 PM UTC
Originally posted by Jiggaboo_Johnson At the time I had a job as an accountants assistant in a lawyers office. She'd broke her hand and I was there to fill the spreasheets out because she couldn't…these were real spreadsheets, as in paper ones. It was as 3 month contract till her hand healed, they promised me a full time job if I did good (it was a lie)…so I fucked up many client accounts spreadsheets before I left, financial time bombs…not very professional but yes I was only 16.
he kicked me out while I was there, I got a flat (apartment) and then obviously had to find full time employment quick to pay for it. Next job was for a private air charter broker, we flew millionaires and rockstars around in private jets, Elton John was one of my accounts, though I mostly dealt with his fiancee at the time "Rennata" whatever her name was, I even got an invite to their wedding (but it was in Australia I think so obviously I didn't go).
Again everything was on paper back then. I convinced the boss to covert it all into a database because it took hours going through the filing cabinets to put 1 quote together.
I spent the next 6 months writing the database and then populating it with all the aircraft info (airports around the country, what operators were at each airport, what planes they owned and operated etc etc). It drove me fucking nuts as I was doing it 12-14hrs a day and I quit programming after that forever…(except for personal stuff here and there), it got to the point I'd be going home on the bus and I'd be thinking if I changed the speed variable of it it would get me home quicker.
Having your own place at 16 with a well paying job obviously made me very popular with the other 16yr olds and many a vagina was explored and many a beer consumed.
A lifetime ago.
You didnt really go into why you were kicked out.
Very hilarious when you sabotaged the company accounts before you left. Thats what they get when they lie. sounds exactly like something I did in the past too.
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2020-01-24 at 12:22 AM UTC
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2020-01-24 at 2:07 AM UTC
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2020-01-27 at 2:10 AM UTC
Originally posted by netstat I was talking to a girl at work earlier today and as we were about to part ways she exprexpressed interest in continuing our conversation online at which point she asked for my social media accounts and I told her I don't have any and she looked at me like I had suddenly turned into Ed Kemper. I offered her my XMPP address and OMEMO key fingerprint and told her she could install a client and chat with me at which point she said no thanks and walked away with a puzzled expression on her face.
I know in the year 2020 people are expected to have accounts on all these surveillance services with their personl info photos and day to day activities plastered everywhere for mark faggotberg to archive indefinitely, but I have always considered this new sociotechnological paradigm to be totally unappealing and something society sleepwalked into without understanding the future implications. I will not trade my freedom and digital sovereignty for the opportunity to converse with and potentially bone a succubus who probably just wants my money.
What about you have you chosen to sell your soul and your data to the ZOG to usher in the jedi world order or are you like me and close to permanently relocating to a cabin in the woods to escape the disasterous consequences the industrial-technological revolution has infilicted upon us
quality topic
a while ago i deleted my facebook leading to people i didnt frequently interact with irl thinking that i died lol
since then i think ive been happier overall, and ironically been wanting to talk to family more. social media exacerbates the feminine vice of attention whoring a zillion fold. worse is that this sence of losing genuine ties, genuine moments is not entirely lost on people, you could discuss with them that you regret the way things are going with social media addiction, and they'll agree with you.. but the effort into turning things back to how they were before is simply not there
commodification will always trump a desire for happiness, which is often learned the hard way. i fear there's no going back to when u simply spent time together without aiming to be constantly occupied, when silence occasionally became the protagonist and nobody interpreted that moment as the igniting moment to look for an excuse to get away.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
