One phrase rings through my head when I read shit like this, from my days at a Children’s hospital.

“Non-accidental trauma.” Still sends shivers down my soul.

I was tier one help desk, overnight, in a children’s hospital.

I had a doctor call me, who expressly made it clear he didn’t want a run around, while manually palpating a child’s heart to keep it in rhythm and thus, the child alive.

I told him there are back ups upon back ups that can be implemented, and I am happy to talk about his computer problem when the patient is SAFE. Not a little, “we got this,” safe, but SAFE.

Tier one help desk, overnight, no support, and I had to tell a person who turned out to be a board member that he could go fuck himself on his computer problem until the child patient was safe.

My first job was customer service, and I’ve been in IT for a dozen years. Its still customer service. You just have to realize who the customer is - in the case of a children’s hospital, it is always the child.

My second job was as a “Sandwich Artist.”

I’m aware, more so than some others.

Also, if you like tuna fish sandwiches there has been a long standing question of whether or not there is actual tuna in their cans. But what I can say, with certainty, at least when I worked there, that the recipe was 90% shitty mayo and very little anything else.

Yeah, my first thought was the advertisement probably didn’t include anything that was actually food.

Of course, the definition of food seems to keep changing as the decades pass by.

I use proton pass currently.

My life is changing in less than two weeks.

I have an enterprise grade server that I can’t run for a variety of home reasons.

When me and the wife… for lack of a better term, escape, our situation, I’ll be able to self host. I know its gonna be a struggle, I have things to learn, and that is why I’m so excited.

Oh fuck me, I’m still studying to red team basic computing.

I take it you’ve never had to log into a printer with an AD account before?

Yeah, I went out to 32 characters once. Until I needed to work on a printer.

I don’t find myself “engaged,” I find myself wanting to spend money for something that will bore me the next week.

There is a reason I’ve mostly played single player games for the past decade.

I was tired of the “seasons” and micro transactions when I just wanted a story. If the story was good, I’d be ok with purchasing an expansion upon it. I remember my first expansion pack, Warcraft 2, played over a phone line. It felt worth it.

For more modern games, The Witcher 3 DLC felt like proper expansion packs. I have no bad feelings about those.

But just adding a few cosmetic items? Fuck off.

This does not apply to electronics. You want that 99% to leave as little moisture as possible.

I’ve thought of this, but don’t have the wherewithal to actually make a project come to fruition.

I’m also not a lawyer, but I’ve read multiple articles on this, and it doesn’t seem like any legal violation. Corporation got lazy, didn’t confirm where 10m in royalties went and under what circumstance, and got burned.

Finally a corp gets scammed by the common man.

I say good on him.

Wait and Bleed in my ass.

I mean, if I’m dating a girl (I’m married now, and not looking to change that) I’d be curious about her pussy resume.

More so to know if they carry any sort of VD. Mutual STD testing should be more common, in my mind. Doesn’t help for drunk hook-ups, but if you’re looking to get into a real relationship, I feel it should be more normalized.

People don’t get tested enough, I’ve been safe, but I should have been in a mutual testing situation in the past. Nothing happened to my dick, but this girl got around - I found out later. Wouldn’t have minded as much if I knew she had a clean bill of health, but that was never ascertained.

To people worrying, I got a vasectomy at 24. The incision site and the rest of my genitals got infected. They tested for STDs first (I was clean) and it was just was a general wound infection that took antibiotics. But the fear, man, the fear.

We live in troubled times, the planet is overheating at a rate that it might affect my life more than being more uncomfortable in the summer. And that’s Texas summers at that.

There is an island of plastic refuse in the ocean bigger than some countries.

I saw the home computer come to the living room and the internet be birthed.

If you were to ask if I was jaded as a kid, already? Yeah. Around 7 years old.

It isn’t getting better. Corporations claw for more and more at the expense of the people and the planet.

I hope the younger generations can lead the charge of change, but for me… I don’t have the time or energy to play games most days, let alone change the planet.

And for those who will say, “Aren’t you just part of the problem then?” Sadly yes, I am. I try to make changes when I can, but I fear changing the small environment of my home will not be enough.

Something tells me the latter has already occurred.

Those spirochetes are leaving hole like a cork screw in his brain.

Work has been difficult, mostly due to coworkers lately.

If I’m blaring Rage, like I have all week, I’m ready to walk or to burn the place down. But I’m a lazy man.

There are people who legitimately can’t take some vaccines for legit medical reasons. For example, I worked in a hospital and was required to get an annual flu shot and it was always an issue. Why? I’m epileptic, and it could trigger a seizure. I never had an issue though, and fought to get the vaccine. Only missed one year with a charge nurse who wouldn’t risk it. I then went and got it on my own. Hospital acquired infections are no joke, and that applies to the staff as well as patients.

But other than that, I agree.

In my southern portion of the US, I find it better to just let shit slide. Never know who is armed with two short cannons, a .38 snub, and the reason for their lifted truck that has never seen “off” roads.

Waited all summer for the Mexican place in Gardiner to open when I worked in Yellowstone. Gardiner is on the border with the park.

Anyway, myself and two friends, all of us from Texas, were very vocally disappointment. It was so bad. The pizza place was great though.

Step one: Buy a few firearms, for different scenarios (which should be easier under Trump sigh)

Step two: Go to work, home, and limit unnecessary errands, order for delivery more.

Step three: Practice marksmanship with various firearms. I have a country, but sane, friend of the family with a shooting range on her land.

Step four: Hunker down in my deep red state, because I hold non-christian belief’s and I won’t recant them on pain of death. Not because my beliefs “protect” me, but because as an American, I believe in freedom of religion and I’ll die a proud American before I die as a Christian, my belief’s don’t matter compared to that. The protection of those belief’s does.

Obama wore a suit, and he got shit because they didn’t like the color.

Trump on the other hand, wears diapers and has inspired his moronic base to wear them publicly as well. Not just, under their clothing like a normal person, they think its better than pants.

-Written from a republican hell hole.