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captain yesterday wrote:Orthos wrote:I was a small, scrawny nerd in a tiny, highly rural town (just over 5000 pop, my graduating class was around 120) in south Texas who didn't like sports, drinking, hunting, or farm/ranch stuff. I was about as un-masculine as you can be without being actively feminine and in Texas that makes you fresh meat.
Add depression, an extremely visible emotional reaction to pretty much everything, a very low tolerance for pain, and extremely conservative religious parents that prohibited almost all the things most kids my age found fun and a "just don't react and they'll stop" approach to their kid being bullied (nevermind that not reacting was not easy for me, and my particular bullies were not the type to quit even when I managed), and I was basically the ideal target.
I suspect because I was bullied so much by my brothers growing up I wasn't afraid of high school.
It helped that my dad was always telling me to stand up for myself against them (usually after mom yelled at me for instigating them).
My mom was the one always saying "just don't react and they'll leave you alone" which as stated didnt work.
Dad was always saying things like "man up" or "toughen up" and generally not being helpful or sympathetic. And at the same time telling me not to fight back because two wrongs don't make a right.
my mom took that kind of doublespeak to unheard of levels. Extremely confusing to me growing up. You have my sympathies.
Freehold DM |
Freehold DM wrote:NobodysHome wrote:if these evacuations work in any way like the ones on this coast, if you do not pick up your kid in a reasonable amount of time, you are in no small amount of trouble.Yep... stupid people...
El Cerrito High got a bomb threat, so they were trying to evacuate the kids and bring in the police and the bomb squad...
...and of course concerned parents flocked to the school and blocked up all the roads, mussing up the whole operation.As I tell my kids, "If you're not helping, you're in the way, so leave."
So the announcement specifically said:
(1) We have evacuated your kids to another school half a mile away
(2) We cannot release them to your custody until the school day ends, so DON'T COME TO THAT SCHOOL EITHERDidn't matter. Hundreds of parents showed up at the bomb site.
weird...
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Regarding bullying: When I was in middle school and junior high I would get picked on for being the tallest in the class, the heaviest in the class, and the smartest in the class. I basically followed my parents' advice of ignore them if you can, if it's too bad tell a teacher, and if they hit you then knock their ass to the ground. So mainly it was just talk, which I ignored. If they said something too bad, or threw stuff at me, or took/broke my stuff, I would tell a teacher. This didn't usually help, unless it was something broken/stolen, but it did establish a history so if/when the bully tried to fight me I could honestly say that the teachers hadn't done anything to stop it. And on the few times someone pushed or hit me, I took advantage of my size and knocked them down quickly.
In high school, we had moved to a new town and I never drew the attention of any of the bullies.
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And yeah, my father was no great help. "If you are in a situation so bad that you need to fight, then you'd better d**ned well kill the other guy. Because if you're not fighting for your life, then you shouldn't be fighting. Nothing you own is worth fighting over."And he was serious. If I was ever in a fight, he expected me to kill my opponent.
My dad was kind of weird.
I found this philosophy in my marital arts training as well. I largely agree. I can replace stuff. I cannot replace my life.
LordSynos |
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I was bullied in primary school, which I think is middle school? I was a non-athletic nerdy kid, who usually had his head buried in his Gameboy. :P It was worst when my older brother joined in/guided them, which lasted right until my last year, when he moved on to secondary school (high school).
In secondary, I stood out to my business studies teacher, who picked me out to run the school tuck shop. Once I was the guy who controlled the sugar supply, the bullying ended pretty quick. I was lucky though, I have no doubt it would have continued had that not happened.
Limeylongears |
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NobodysHome wrote:I found this philosophy in my marital arts training as well. I largely agree. I can replace stuff. I cannot replace my life.
And yeah, my father was no great help. "If you are in a situation so bad that you need to fight, then you'd better d**ned well kill the other guy. Because if you're not fighting for your life, then you shouldn't be fighting. Nothing you own is worth fighting over."And he was serious. If I was ever in a fight, he expected me to kill my opponent.
My dad was kind of weird.
Did you mean 'martial' rather than 'marital'?
Oh. No, you didn't. I see.
Andostre |
And he was serious. If I was ever in a fight, he expected me to kill my opponent.
My dad was kind of weird.
Before I was even old enough to drive, my dad once told me that if I'm driving and I see police lights coming up behind me, I should either pull over right away or make sure I could outrun them.
Raylyeh |
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In other news. It’s finals week and I only have 1 left! Sadly it is at 8am tomorrow and I am praying that my alarms actually wake me up because I will have to catch the 1st bus to get to campus just in time.
Yes, I’m 32 and in college. I went for a year back when I just got out of high school but had to drop out because of life. Now I’m trying again because it’s getting to the point where you need a Bachelor’s degree to even get a minimum wage job where I live. It took jumping through hoops and knowing the system but I am managing to get the state to foot the bill.
lisamarlene |
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TIL there are approximately five ways to spell "Gatsby."
Now I want to find a savvy baker in your town to make a Gatsby Cake Wreck and have it sent to your class.
Vanykrye |
Hi, everyone!
Three of the four fluorescent lights in the garage office are close to burning out. I put in a work order. Let's see just how long it takes for them to be replaced. I'm betting at least a month.
Which only means that 3 of 4 are flickering incessantly, leading to a headache, possibly even an ocular migraine.
I have a headache right now, but it's neck/shoulder related.
John Napier 698 |
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The maintenance people knew about one of the lights for a long time. I suppose that they need special permission to even wipe themselves after #2. If all these lights burn out, I can shut the entire garage down with a phone call to OSHA for insufficient lighting, which is a safety hazard. Let them try to fire me afterward.
NobodysHome |
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After dealing with our buzzing, flickering kitchen lights once too often, I replaced them all with LED strips.
A decision I will never regret.
And speaking of electricity, the solar people just called: PG&E finally agreed to come out on the 8th, so I should be running on solar by the 9th!
Fingers crossed, and woo hoo!
NobodysHome |
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Geez, I'm worried about my solar company.
They're a tiny little private outfit, competing against all the "big box" solar places around here. And they're amazing. The site manager calls me every time he gets an update so I know as much as he does. And he's been working his butt off to get PG&E to behave themselves and come out.
And the last two times he's done work, he's asked, "Uh, if it's possible, can you give us a check the moment the inspector signs off on it? We have payroll coming up and..."
I'm worried that they're close to bankruptcy, and it makes me sad because they're really nice people who do really good work.
But in a modern age of big box stores and "price is everything", that doesn't seem to be enough to keep a company afloat any more.
Ah, well, at least they got MY business...
Just a Mort |
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Good luck WW!
If anything happens with the lights, I call building maintenance, who charges us $70, then fixes it on the day itself. The only problems I've encountered was something with our own contact points which we need to get the contractor to fix and an inappropriately installed halogen bulb which hung out of the socket, which building management was happy to redo the installation (since they screwed it up in the first place).
captain yesterday |
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How muddy, wet, and cold was it today?
So muddy, wet, and cold that at lunchtime I went up to the Target two miles from our jobsite and bought new pants, shoes and socks, and by the time I got off work at 2:30 you couldn't even tell.
Heavy duty wash it is!
On the plus side, tomorrow is supposed to be 61 and sunny, so *yay*
NobodysHome |
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How muddy, wet, and cold was it today?
So muddy, wet, and cold that at lunchtime I went up to the Target two miles from our jobsite and bought new pants, shoes and socks, and by the time I got off work at 2:30 you couldn't even tell.
Heavy duty wash it is!
On the plus side, tomorrow is supposed to be 61 and sunny, so *yay*
It's barely May yet and we've been almost 4 weeks without rain, so our uphill neighbor is dutifully flooding our yard.
It DOES get really frustrating to be working on emptying your back shed and having to wade through mud...
...during a drought!
(OK, we're not in a drought this year (yet), but I don't expect to see another drop of rain before September, so having the back side of my back yard be suitable for growing rice is... irritating.)
NobodysHome |
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My Mom just passed away before 7 PM est today.
I know what it's like. A sense of relief that it's over, combined with the grief that she's gone, combined with the guilt over feeling some relief.
Take it slow. Take it easy. Feel free to vent. We're here for you. Some of us have been through it a couple of times and know what it's like.
Grieve in your own way, and don't let anyone tell you it's wrong.
lisamarlene |
I'm so sorry, Sharoth. Big hugs, prayers, if you lived closer I'd bring cookies. Other than that, if you put what NH, Cap, and Tac all said and put it in a blender, poured it into a frosted glass and added a measure of rum, well... yeah.
I'm not good at grief.
I do anger interspersed with snot-crying and getting really maudlin over photos and memories, and then I go bake something.