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2023.06.08 00:42 untimely-meditations [DISCUSSION] Here's an overview of my favourite method for learning songs and solos note-for-note, including free app and Firefox addon recommendations that help with the process.
TL;DR: Along with good quality/accurate YouTube tutorials, IMO the best approach to learning guitar songs note for note is a combination of finding the best guitar tab or chord sheet you can for the song, correcting that tab by eatranscribing parts of it yourself where necessary, and using an audio slowdown and loop app, (or Youtube's slow down function with a section looper addon) to slow down the original recording and break it into tiny loopable sections that you can play at 50% or 75% speed.
The best free Firefox Addon I've found for looping songs and song sections is Auto Replay For YouTube. The best free Android app I've found for slowing down songs and breaking them into loopable chunks is Uptempo, which is available from the Google Play Store. And the best free Android app I've used for downloading songs as .mp3 files and then loading them into UpTempo is Dentex YouTube Downloader. There are also some solid YouTube channels for song learning which I will link at the bottom.
As for my preferred method (finding a good tab and correcting the tab by ear with the help of a slowdown and looper app or addon), using YouTube's built-in 50% and 75% slowdown functionality is great. Particularly for the first step, where you are trying to find the most accurate tab for the song or guitar solo. Finding a good tab can be tricky, because Ultimate Guitar usually has multiple versions of the same song, and even the most popular versions (often the first or second) might be very incorrect or simplified, despite having the most views and highest ratings. You really need to click through all the versions of a tab to find the most accurate one you can, and you need to be able to evaluate how accurate the tab is by listening to the original song.
This is where the 50% or 75% slowdown feature on YouTube is great. At this point, while you're verifying/correcting the tab using YouTube's slowdown function, one very helpful free Firefox Addon for this - and for learning songs in general - is Auto Replay For YouTube. This addon lets you loop a particular section of the song (or the whole song) infinitely, which is awesome for learning a song or solo. You just type in the start point of the solo and the end point of the solo in seconds into the two boxes of the addon, then turn on the addon and it will loop automatically. And you can change the section you want to loop by entering different second markers as needed.
At this point you can then just sit at your computer and practice the song or solo, playing along with the slow speed looping sections in Youtube as needed.
However what I like to do once I've found a good tab and corrected it (if necessary) is print off the tab, move over to my couch, put it on my music stand, and continue the process of looping song sections at a slow speed, while switching things over to my phone for more comfort and convenience. I do this by using the free Dentex YouTube Downloader app to download the song I'm trying to learn from YouTube to my phone as an .mp3, and then loading the song in the Android Uptempo app, which is available free from the Google Play Store. (NOTE: Dentex YouTube Downloader is not available at the Google Play Store, but is still free and easily installable).
Uptempo is the single best app I've ever used for learning music. It's free, and it lets you slowdown an .mp3 to any speed between 50% and 100%, and lets you break any given .mp3 you load into it into different sections by letting you insert up to 6 different markers at any point in the song. You can loop between these markers as desired, and can shift the markers when and where you want them to be. You can tell the app to loop between the start of the song and marker 3, or between 1 and 4, or between 5 and the end of the song, or wherever. Or you can loop the whole song, or just put in one or two markers.
On top of this you can even change the pitch of the song without slowing the tempo, which is huge if you're trying to learn Jimi Hendrix or Slash songs (or any other song tuned down a half step or whole step) without having to detune your guitar.
To enhance the learning experience a bit further, one final optional step would be to add a small portable Bluetooth speaker to the mix. That way you can load up your song in UpTempo and play it through the Bluetooth speaker, which will enhance the sound quality and volume compared to your phone, and let you still hear the song as you're playing along.
That should be all you need for learning a song or solo note for note. Once you've got a good tab that you've fixed by using your ear and the slow down and loop function on YouTube, printed your tab, loaded the song in UpTempo and started looping sections, and have more or less got a grip on playing the song or solo (or small chunks of it) at slow speed, if you feel like it, crack open a beer and put on a movie or a TV show in the background. You'll probably play better without the beer or TV, but once you've broken the solo into tiny chunks and have a basic grip on the notes in a given chunk, and are just playing a given chunk over and over to build muscle memory, I find watching a commercial free movie and having a beer to make things vastly more enjoyable. In fact, I might go do that right now.
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YouTube guitar song/solo tutorials can still be helpful (and I'll link to a few good channels), but they can sometimes be incorrect enough (when it comes to guitar solo accuracy) that on occasion it's better to use your ear in combination with a good tab that you tweak if needed.
For learning famous guitar solos YouTube tutorials can be a good option to start with, though I've seen enough cases where the YouTuber claims to teach the solo note-for-note only to end up being way off or oversimplifying things so much that I don't really rely on this approach all the time.
Still, there are some fantastic channels for learning songs: Shut Up and Play is the best I've found so far, and I was recently very impressed with Your Guitar Workshop when starting to learn a Tommy Emmanuel arrangement. I've only watched a few of Your Guitar Workshop's videos but considering how accurate those were, and the difficulty of the songs (they're Tommy Emmanuel songs - enough said) I'm willing to bet the remaining song tutorials on that channel are just as good.
Two of the biggest YouTube guitar channels for learning songs, Justin Guitar and Marty Music (Marty Schwartz) seem pretty solid for the few of their videos that I've checked out, but I'd still give Shut Up and Play the edge.
That being said I've come across videos by very famous guitar YouTubers that purported to teach a guitar solo note-for-note, only for them to have sections that were very inaccurate or oversimplified to the point that I gave up on the channel and became very wary of learning solos through videos in general. I remember one particular guitar solo tutorial video by a super popular YouTuber that had sections that were so inaccurate that I swore off of using that channel anymore. Meanwhile I read through the comments and they were all unanimously praising the video, and saying things like "ah! I never realized this solo was so easy to learn, it only sounds hard! and "wow, I didn't know it was possible to learn this note-for-note!," and "wow, I guess [original guitar soloist] stuff isn't actually that hard to play!." Literally hundreds of comments saying stuff like that on a video with millions of views, and I'm just sitting there shaking my head at all of it.
But good quality/accurate YouTube videos can still be very helpful. From what I've seen so far the channels I've recommended are solid.
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The best free Firefox Addon I've found for looping songs and song sections is Auto Replay For YouTube. The best free Android app I've found for slowing down songs and breaking them into loopable chunks is Uptempo, which is available from the Google Play Store. And the best free Android app I've used for downloading songs as .mp3 files and then loading them into UpTempo is Dentex YouTube Downloader. There are also some solid YouTube channels for song learning which I will link at the bottom.
This is where the 50% or 75% slowdown feature on YouTube is great. At this point, while you're verifying/correcting the tab using YouTube's slowdown function, one very helpful free Firefox Addon for this - and for learning songs in general - is Auto Replay For YouTube. This addon lets you loop a particular section of the song (or the whole song) infinitely, which is awesome for learning a song or solo. You just type in the start point of the solo and the end point of the solo in seconds into the two boxes of the addon, then turn on the addon and it will loop automatically. And you can change the section you want to loop by entering different second markers as needed.
At this point you can then just sit at your computer and practice the song or solo, playing along with the slow speed looping sections in Youtube as needed.
Uptempo is the single best app I've ever used for learning music. It's free, and it lets you slowdown an .mp3 to any speed between 50% and 100%, and lets you break any given .mp3 you load into it into different sections by letting you insert up to 6 different markers at any point in the song. You can loop between these markers as desired, and can shift the markers when and where you want them to be. You can tell the app to loop between the start of the song and marker 3, or between 1 and 4, or between 5 and the end of the song, or wherever. Or you can loop the whole song, or just put in one or two markers.
On top of this you can even change the pitch of the song without slowing the tempo, which is huge if you're trying to learn Jimi Hendrix or Slash songs (or any other song tuned down a half step or whole step) without having to detune your guitar.
That should be all you need for learning a song or solo note for note. Once you've got a good tab that you've fixed by using your ear and the slow down and loop function on YouTube, printed your tab, loaded the song in UpTempo and started looping sections, and have more or less got a grip on playing the song or solo (or small chunks of it) at slow speed, if you feel like it, crack open a beer and put on a movie or a TV show in the background. You'll probably play better without the beer or TV, but once you've broken the solo into tiny chunks and have a basic grip on the notes in a given chunk, and are just playing a given chunk over and over to build muscle memory, I find watching a commercial free movie and having a beer to make things vastly more enjoyable. In fact, I might go do that right now.
YouTube guitar song/solo tutorials can still be helpful (and I'll link to a few good channels), but they can sometimes be incorrect enough (when it comes to guitar solo accuracy) that on occasion it's better to use your ear in combination with a good tab that you tweak if needed.
For learning famous guitar solos YouTube tutorials can be a good option to start with, though I've seen enough cases where the YouTuber claims to teach the solo note-for-note only to end up being way off or oversimplifying things so much that I don't really rely on this approach all the time.
Still, there are some fantastic channels for learning songs: Shut Up and Play is the best I've found so far, and I was recently very impressed with Your Guitar Workshop when starting to learn a Tommy Emmanuel arrangement. I've only watched a few of Your Guitar Workshop's videos but considering how accurate those were, and the difficulty of the songs (they're Tommy Emmanuel songs - enough said) I'm willing to bet the remaining song tutorials on that channel are just as good.
Two of the biggest YouTube guitar channels for learning songs, Justin Guitar and Marty Music (Marty Schwartz) seem pretty solid for the few of their videos that I've checked out, but I'd still give Shut Up and Play the edge.
That being said I've come across videos by very famous guitar YouTubers that purported to teach a guitar solo note-for-note, only for them to have sections that were very inaccurate or oversimplified to the point that I gave up on the channel and became very wary of learning solos through videos in general. I remember one particular guitar solo tutorial video by a super popular YouTuber that had sections that were so inaccurate that I swore off of using that channel anymore. Meanwhile I read through the comments and they were all unanimously praising the video, and saying things like "ah! I never realized this solo was so easy to learn, it only sounds hard! and "wow, I didn't know it was possible to learn this note-for-note!," and "wow, I guess [original guitar soloist] stuff isn't actually that hard to play!." Literally hundreds of comments saying stuff like that on a video with millions of views, and I'm just sitting there shaking my head at all of it.
But good quality/accurate YouTube videos can still be very helpful. From what I've seen so far the channels I've recommended are solid.
2023.06.08 00:42 HaZalaf Kevin's Last Lie
Author's Note: This story is long. I'm sorry. It really deserves to be told exactly as it happened and therefore, I am forced into murdering brevity. I hope that in time you'll forgive me.
I'm going to tell y'all another stupid story. I should warn you that this one isn't really a comedy, despite being set in a RadioShack.
A few months after Cocaine-Kevin took off for Brazil in pursuit of true love, we got a new transfer employee. We came to call him 'Aikedo-Kevin' (I'm adding the -Kevin because this is a subreddit about Kevins.)
We called him 'Aikedo' because we met him before the final act of the following chain of events took place and afterwards we just didn't have the motivation to attach anything else to him.
When I replay what happened in my head, it astounds me that this took place at all. I mean, we had our fair share of Kevins at RadioShack. There was Cocaine-Kevin, (whom you've previously met.) Crazy-Kevin, 'TP' Kevin, Kevin the Customer, and Kevin the Destroyer. Every one of these people occupy space in my brain for various reasons, but out of all these Kevins, Aikedo-Kevin is the most memorable. And not for the reason you'd most expect.
As if he represented the cosmic opposite to the Kevin he was replacing, this new Kevin came across as competent. He was older and well-kept. He didn't smell at all like sun-dried squirrel and rather than being cartoonishly fat, he was worryingly thin. He looked surprisingly normal for a RadioShack employee; completely trustworthy, certainly like the guy you'd confidently go to to get your Questions Answered.
Looking at him, I would never have believed in a million years that he would be the most profligate serial liar that I've ever had the misfortune to meet.
I know that I should start this tale at the beginning; with the story of how he got his name, but I really don't have the space, so instead we'll just rollercoaster through this cascade of events much like I did originally.
Almost from the moment Kevin showed up, things got real weird, real fast. He lasted for about six months with us, but they were unforgettable. It started with Kevin telling us that he was a 'triple-stripe; dragon-class' black belt in aikedo. Then he told us that he met Kiss back in the 70's and they invited him back to their hotel to party. Then the lies got egregious. He was late because there was a riot at Publix. Someone else ate the food that I had clearly marked and labelled in the back fridge. His dad was in the CIA and helped plan Vietnam with Henry Kissinger. He didn't know why the drawer was short $5.34. He was allergic to fruit. The list was long and got progressively weirder as the weeks went by, but it was generally innocuous; innocent.
But then he fucked up. He told a lie about NASA. Guys, this was a RadioShack. We were all nerds of various stripes, with varying areas of scientific interest and knowledge. There was NO possibility in any universe that one could just traipse into my RadioShack and successfully lie about NASA. Especially this particular lie. There was even less of a possibility that upon hearing such a lie spoken, any of us RadioShack employees would let it go unchallenged.
Ok, now that all the foreshadowing is out of the way, let me get down to the meat. I mean, that's why you're still here, right?
This chain of events spanned three days and it began in the way these things always do; somewhat accidentally.
DAY 1: THE NASA PROVOCATION
It was a normal Florida afternoon for everyone who didn't work at my store. As usual, I came in on second (closing) shift. I was taking over from Kevin, who'd just returned from his vacation. The drawer was missing $5.34. Again? Wtf? He 'fixed' it while I was in the back re-counting it. Okay. $5.34? This is so weird. I have to report this shit.
While waiting for his wife to pick him up, Kevin told me that he and his family had had a blast in Cape Canaveral. That he was able to take his son into the 'anti-gravity chamber' at NASA. He went into great detail about how they 'flew around in the tunnel.'
Now, y'all... I'm not an idiot. I very well know how NASA trains their astronauts in Zero-G. Fuck it, I'll bite.
"Uh, Kevin, they use planes to simulate zero-gravity. What are you talking about?"
He shook his head conspiratorially and said, "No, they have secret pods. There's two. One in Huntsville, Alabama, and one at Cape Canaveral. It's top-secret. I have a friend."
I stood there transfixed as Kevin embellished his experiences at NASA a bit more, making sure I knew how cool it was that his kids got to meet all the astronauts and how big the pod really was (almost as big as the Pentagon) until his wife finally showed up and they left.
I think I took a minute before going back inside. I had to call Frank (our store manager) to report the drawer discrepancy. And if I'm being honest, I also wanted to inform him of NASA's Pentagon-sized secret. We were all getting sick of Kevin's fibs, but nobody had really said anything to him yet and I knew Frank was a huge NASA fan. Repeating to him what Kevin had said was tantamount to lighting off firecrackers at a funeral, and at that age, I just wanted to watch the world burn.
Frank answered on the first ring, as I knew he would if the store was calling him.
"Heeeyyyyy, Frank. So. My drawer was short $5.34 again. Kevin somehow fixed it. He also went to the, uh, secret anti-gravity pod at NASA while he was at Cape Canaveral."
Frank laughed. There was a long pause. Then he snarled.
"What? Your drawer was short?! I'm DONE with this!" Frank hung up. I looked down at the phone. Dang. Frank is a terrible force for truth in the universe. I knew this from painful personal experience.
DAY 2: KEVIN'S LAST LIE
I got a call at 5 am to come in early; that Kevin couldn't open. Whatever. More money for me. I rolled out of bed.
When I got there, Frank was behind the counter pacing and literally purple. I've never seen a human being that color before. He looked like an engorged eggplant preparing for a Kanly duel.
I was putting my stuff away in the back when Frank stomped in behind me. He was hollering about gravity and idiots and I realized immediately that Kevin was in major, major trouble.
A frission tickled its way through my central nervous system. Fear or anticipation? Uncertain. Frank could be terrifying. Alternately, Frank could be compassionate. Frank was a real street-dude; a living tragedy-to-triumph, rags-to-riches kind of guy. He was also a VERY understanding boss. He basically only had three rules: 'Don't fuckin' steal,' 'Don't bring your personal fuckery to the store,' and, most importantly, 'Don't EVER fuckin' LIE to me.'
Those are exact quotes and he lived up to them. I know this. And now you all know this too. Kevin should have known this, but Kevin lived life on the edge.
In the backroom, I squared my shoulders and pretended to be uninterested while watching Frank's face pulse with incandescent rage.
"What's up?" I ventured, trying to hide my curiosity.
Frank exploded like something you shouldn't microwave. His purple face rippled as he tried to roll his eyes and snort simultaneously. He looked for all the world like an indignant water buffalo. Which is funny really. See, big game hunters will tell you that despite looking slow and stupid, the water buffalo is one of the most dangerous animals on Earth. African buffalo will lay traps. They will actually double back to lie in wait to hunt their hunter. And, much like the animal he resembled, Frank too was dangerous and known for his traps.
He smiled at me ferally.
"Kevin called out this morning. Apparently his cousin the St. Petersburg cop got shot last night in a drug raid."
"What does that have to do with NASA?" I said stupidly.
Frank stared at me like I was the only Red Gal in the Blue Man Group.
"I busted Kevin last night for theft." Frank said slowly, with that owlish look he saved for especially thick customers.
Okaaaay "But, what does tha-" I stopped, the light bulb over my head starting to flicker.
"Oh." I said.
Frank was still staring at me, perhaps waiting for my brain to finish its loading sequence. Accurately concluding that I was operating somewhat below dial-up speed, he sighed impatiently and continued.
"My wife called the hospital just now. They don't have anyone by the name of (Kevin's cousin's name) on file there. She called two other hospitals just to be sure."
I just looked at him blankly. "Waaaait. what?!" My mental bulb finally snapped on and flared brightly. Oh shiiit. My brain is furiously connecting dots. Did he lie to get un-caught for thieving? Is that a even a thing? Wtf?
Frank nodded grimly and picked up the phone. He dialed Kevin's number.
Unfortunately for this story, I had a customer walk in right then and therefore didn't hear what was said. Customers can be the most annoying things in the world sometimes. This one probably wasn't, but I don't remember because all I could think about was Kevin's career suicide. It seemed like an eternity passed before I was able to rejoin Frank in his investigation.
In the time I was away, Frank had learned two things: the first thing being that no cops had been shot according to the news, (which Kevin countered by claiming that the news wouldn't report a cop being shot in an on-going investigation,) and the second thing being that no hospital in the tri-county area had admitted anyone matching his cousin's name, (which Kevin dismissed by saying that secrecy was standard operating procedure in a 'Full Blackout' situation and that it's all put in place to protect a wounded cop's identity.
It was a testament to Frank's determination that he was able to do all this so quickly. Especially since this all happened back in the 90's before the sum of human knowledge was only a smartphone click away.
This inanity went on for my entire shift. Frank sending his wife to check out hospitals while he alternately called the local newspapers, TV stations, and Kevin.
Frank was terrifying in his pursuit of truth and I have to admit, it was a thing of beauty to watch him put his case together. Perry Mason be damned; Frank was on an investigative roll. But no matter what he learned, when he called Kevin, Kevin had an answer to it. A detailed answer. He went into specifics about how the bullet (9mm) hit his cousin's vest and richocheted off of a rib. He explained how it was a 'cartel case,' and everything has to be kept hush-hush. It was quite entertaining, if schadenfreude is your thing. It's not mine. I can't really explain how uncomfortable the whole thing made me feel. Like chewing on cotton. There's no way Kevin keeps his job. Kevin has the survival skills of a suicide bomber and the critical thinking skills of a cabbage. It was plain as day that Kevin was a drowning man grasping desperately for an anchor.
Finally, my shift ended and I went home mentally exhausted on Kevin's behalf.
As I left, I could see Frank behind the counter, still on the phone, hyper-focused, and absolutely intent upon some mission objective that I apparently wasn't cleared for. He told me just to be ready to close the next day.
DAY 3: THE GREAT DENOUEMENT
I woke up haunted with the strange certain knowledge that disaster was nigh. Maybe it was the same instinct that allows animals to sense an earthquake before it strikes. I really don't know. I felt both uncomfortable and giddy as I readied myself for work.
When I pulled into the RadioShack, I saw that Frank's Jeep was there. So was Frank's wife's SUV. Kevin's car was nowhere to be seen.
Oh boy... this was not a good sign. I parked and went in. Immediately I could see Frank, his wife, and the employee who had opened huddled furtively together behind the counter. No customers in sight.
Excellent, I thought. Maybe I'll finally get some Answers. This IS a RadioShack, after all, right?
As I counted in my drawer, the preliminary results of Frank's investigation poured out: allegedly Kevin had been taking money from the drawer to get McDonalds for lunch. The amount ($5.34) matched perfectly with the meal Kevin was observed eating each day that he worked. No one knew why he did this. He very obviously brought his lunch in from home every morning.
Frank was a-twitter with anticipatory fury as he spoke. After the conversation he'd had with Frank the previous night, Kevin had slyly switched shifts with another employee to avoid having to open and therefore face Frank. Which, of course, had jacked Frank's temper over from red to plaid. Kevin daring to dodge him like this was simply the last straw, and he had decided he was going to fire Kevin. ...Except, despite trying all morning, he hadn't managed to actually reach Kevin to give him the news.
Frank being Frank, this had in no way deterred him. He had simply looked in Kevin's employee file and called the emergency contact. By the time I walked in, the proverbial shit had hit the fan and was well on its ballistic arc towards us in the form of Kevin's wife.
Yall. It's really important for this story that you have a mental picture of Kevin's wife. Essential, even.
Do y'all remember that 90's song 'All Star' by that band Smashmouth? Remember the lead singer? If you don't, it's okay. Just picture Guy Fieri instead. Now picture Guy Fieri/the Smashmouth dude dressed up as Xena: Warrior Princess. That's what she looked like. She was enormous. Not necessarily fat, but big. I bet she could crush a watermelon with her thighs, easy. (That's really a thing, by the way. You should probably Google it. Fuck it, here ya go )
Anyway, 'Xena' was surprised to hear that Kevin wasn't at work. She was even more stunned by what Frank had to say.
At roughly the same time this phone conversation was taking place at the RadioShack, another, weirder conversation was taking place in person across town. Out of exasperation, and to out-manuever Kevin completely, Frank had finally just sent his wife down to the police station...
...which went something like this: she walked in, and asked if any cops had been shot recently. I imagine there was a pregnant pause at the reception desk while it was hurriedly determined whether or not she was a threat or a crazy person. She asked again and was told that no, no one had been shot recently. She then asked to speak with Officer (Kevin's Cousin's Name) and lo and behold! he happened to be walking by at that exact moment, un-wounded, ambulatory, and utterly confused as to why anybody thought he'd been shot in the first place.
Perched behind the counter in the RadioShack, listening to Frank and his wife list the steps they had taken and the results of taking said steps, I actually felt kind of bad for Kevin. I mean, why would he do this?
Why would anyone make up such a ridiculous lie? What did he have to gain? And most mysteriously, why was he stealing to buy lunch when he brought his own lunch in? The whole thing was steeped in bizarre absurdity and I was beginning to lose perspective of the situation when the door-chime dinged and Kevin walked contritely into the store, followed by his strapping virago of a wife.
Y'all. Holy shit. I don't think that I will be able to properly describe what followed but I will do my best.
When I was a kid, there was a cartoon I saw once. Maybe it was part of a Disney movie, maybe a Bugs Bunny short, I don't really remember. But in it, a ginormous nanny-type woman drags a teensy man into a room by his ear to force him to apologize for something.
That's almost exactly what happened. Xena frog-marched Kevin into the RadioShack and made him apologize for stealing. She literally made him hand over an envelope with $600 in it. (The amount Frank calculated Kevin had stolen over six months.) And then she berated him for breaking the diet she had set for him.
I'm going to say that again. He broke the diet she had set for him. This ... veritable Amazon of a woman had set a caloric limit for this dude who was already so skinny that he could likely crawl through the holes in a chain-link fence. All of a sudden, it all made sense. All of it. Kevin was emasculated, hence the lies. Kevin was desperate and fucking starving, so he stole to feed himself. I was wrestling with my new-found understanding of all things Kevin when she told us the envelope was all of his 'allowance' money. At this point, I was entirely speechless. I could only gape witlessly at her.
Stealing a glance back at Frank, I could tell he was going through the very same emotional turmoil as I was.
In the uncomfortable silence, Kevin handed over his keys and mumbled something about it being great working with us and then they left.
With the possible exception of the first time I saw the cemetary scene in Steel Magnolias, I have never gone from one emotional extreme to the other so quickly. Where I had been affronted by his actions only minutes earlier, now I felt unimaginable regret and I could tell Frank felt the same way. Frank had held back from revealing that he'd had his wife visit the police station and he never even brought it up. He looked deflated; all the energy and momentum of the chase gone, replaced by utter shock and remorse.
Y'all, I bet you thought this story was going to have a happy ending. Or at least a funny one. I'm sorry to disappoint you. No happy ending here, just a cloudy moral lesson.
Kevin was fired and we never saw him again, though I insisted that Frank's wife go back down to the police station and tell Kevin's cousin everything we'd seen and heard. I felt that I owed him that much, being responsible for the initial phone call that had set everything in motion.
Yes, Frank and I learned much and more that day. That experience changed something in me. I'd like to think I'm a better person now.
Oh, I still laugh at Kevins, but I don't assume anything anymore. Oh, no. I've learned that everyone has a truth to tell, even if it comes swaddled in lies.
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A few months after Cocaine-Kevin took off for Brazil in pursuit of true love, we got a new transfer employee. We came to call him 'Aikedo-Kevin' (I'm adding the -Kevin because this is a subreddit about Kevins.)
We called him 'Aikedo' because we met him before the final act of the following chain of events took place and afterwards we just didn't have the motivation to attach anything else to him.
When I replay what happened in my head, it astounds me that this took place at all. I mean, we had our fair share of Kevins at RadioShack. There was Cocaine-Kevin, (whom you've previously met.) Crazy-Kevin, 'TP' Kevin, Kevin the Customer, and Kevin the Destroyer. Every one of these people occupy space in my brain for various reasons, but out of all these Kevins, Aikedo-Kevin is the most memorable. And not for the reason you'd most expect.
As if he represented the cosmic opposite to the Kevin he was replacing, this new Kevin came across as competent. He was older and well-kept. He didn't smell at all like sun-dried squirrel and rather than being cartoonishly fat, he was worryingly thin. He looked surprisingly normal for a RadioShack employee; completely trustworthy, certainly like the guy you'd confidently go to to get your Questions Answered.
Looking at him, I would never have believed in a million years that he would be the most profligate serial liar that I've ever had the misfortune to meet.
I know that I should start this tale at the beginning; with the story of how he got his name, but I really don't have the space, so instead we'll just rollercoaster through this cascade of events much like I did originally.
Almost from the moment Kevin showed up, things got real weird, real fast. He lasted for about six months with us, but they were unforgettable. It started with Kevin telling us that he was a 'triple-stripe; dragon-class' black belt in aikedo. Then he told us that he met Kiss back in the 70's and they invited him back to their hotel to party. Then the lies got egregious. He was late because there was a riot at Publix. Someone else ate the food that I had clearly marked and labelled in the back fridge. His dad was in the CIA and helped plan Vietnam with Henry Kissinger. He didn't know why the drawer was short $5.34. He was allergic to fruit. The list was long and got progressively weirder as the weeks went by, but it was generally innocuous; innocent.
But then he fucked up. He told a lie about NASA. Guys, this was a RadioShack. We were all nerds of various stripes, with varying areas of scientific interest and knowledge. There was NO possibility in any universe that one could just traipse into my RadioShack and successfully lie about NASA. Especially this particular lie. There was even less of a possibility that upon hearing such a lie spoken, any of us RadioShack employees would let it go unchallenged.
Ok, now that all the foreshadowing is out of the way, let me get down to the meat. I mean, that's why you're still here, right?
This chain of events spanned three days and it began in the way these things always do; somewhat accidentally.
DAY 1: THE NASA PROVOCATION
It was a normal Florida afternoon for everyone who didn't work at my store. As usual, I came in on second (closing) shift. I was taking over from Kevin, who'd just returned from his vacation. The drawer was missing $5.34. Again? Wtf? He 'fixed' it while I was in the back re-counting it. Okay. $5.34? This is so weird. I have to report this shit.
While waiting for his wife to pick him up, Kevin told me that he and his family had had a blast in Cape Canaveral. That he was able to take his son into the 'anti-gravity chamber' at NASA. He went into great detail about how they 'flew around in the tunnel.'
Now, y'all... I'm not an idiot. I very well know how NASA trains their astronauts in Zero-G. Fuck it, I'll bite.
"Uh, Kevin, they use planes to simulate zero-gravity. What are you talking about?"
He shook his head conspiratorially and said, "No, they have secret pods. There's two. One in Huntsville, Alabama, and one at Cape Canaveral. It's top-secret. I have a friend."
I stood there transfixed as Kevin embellished his experiences at NASA a bit more, making sure I knew how cool it was that his kids got to meet all the astronauts and how big the pod really was (almost as big as the Pentagon) until his wife finally showed up and they left.
I think I took a minute before going back inside. I had to call Frank (our store manager) to report the drawer discrepancy. And if I'm being honest, I also wanted to inform him of NASA's Pentagon-sized secret. We were all getting sick of Kevin's fibs, but nobody had really said anything to him yet and I knew Frank was a huge NASA fan. Repeating to him what Kevin had said was tantamount to lighting off firecrackers at a funeral, and at that age, I just wanted to watch the world burn.
Frank answered on the first ring, as I knew he would if the store was calling him.
"Heeeyyyyy, Frank. So. My drawer was short $5.34 again. Kevin somehow fixed it. He also went to the, uh, secret anti-gravity pod at NASA while he was at Cape Canaveral."
Frank laughed. There was a long pause. Then he snarled.
"What? Your drawer was short?! I'm DONE with this!" Frank hung up. I looked down at the phone. Dang. Frank is a terrible force for truth in the universe. I knew this from painful personal experience.
I got a call at 5 am to come in early; that Kevin couldn't open. Whatever. More money for me. I rolled out of bed.
When I got there, Frank was behind the counter pacing and literally purple. I've never seen a human being that color before. He looked like an engorged eggplant preparing for a Kanly duel.
I was putting my stuff away in the back when Frank stomped in behind me. He was hollering about gravity and idiots and I realized immediately that Kevin was in major, major trouble.
A frission tickled its way through my central nervous system. Fear or anticipation? Uncertain. Frank could be terrifying. Alternately, Frank could be compassionate. Frank was a real street-dude; a living tragedy-to-triumph, rags-to-riches kind of guy. He was also a VERY understanding boss. He basically only had three rules: 'Don't fuckin' steal,' 'Don't bring your personal fuckery to the store,' and, most importantly, 'Don't EVER fuckin' LIE to me.'
Those are exact quotes and he lived up to them. I know this. And now you all know this too. Kevin should have known this, but Kevin lived life on the edge.
In the backroom, I squared my shoulders and pretended to be uninterested while watching Frank's face pulse with incandescent rage.
"What's up?" I ventured, trying to hide my curiosity.
Frank exploded like something you shouldn't microwave. His purple face rippled as he tried to roll his eyes and snort simultaneously. He looked for all the world like an indignant water buffalo. Which is funny really. See, big game hunters will tell you that despite looking slow and stupid, the water buffalo is one of the most dangerous animals on Earth. African buffalo will lay traps. They will actually double back to lie in wait to hunt their hunter. And, much like the animal he resembled, Frank too was dangerous and known for his traps.
He smiled at me ferally.
"Kevin called out this morning. Apparently his cousin the St. Petersburg cop got shot last night in a drug raid."
"What does that have to do with NASA?" I said stupidly.
Frank stared at me like I was the only Red Gal in the Blue Man Group.
"I busted Kevin last night for theft." Frank said slowly, with that owlish look he saved for especially thick customers.
Okaaaay "But, what does tha-" I stopped, the light bulb over my head starting to flicker.
"Oh." I said.
Frank was still staring at me, perhaps waiting for my brain to finish its loading sequence. Accurately concluding that I was operating somewhat below dial-up speed, he sighed impatiently and continued.
"My wife called the hospital just now. They don't have anyone by the name of (Kevin's cousin's name) on file there. She called two other hospitals just to be sure."
I just looked at him blankly. "Waaaait. what?!" My mental bulb finally snapped on and flared brightly. Oh shiiit. My brain is furiously connecting dots. Did he lie to get un-caught for thieving? Is that a even a thing? Wtf?
Frank nodded grimly and picked up the phone. He dialed Kevin's number.
Unfortunately for this story, I had a customer walk in right then and therefore didn't hear what was said. Customers can be the most annoying things in the world sometimes. This one probably wasn't, but I don't remember because all I could think about was Kevin's career suicide. It seemed like an eternity passed before I was able to rejoin Frank in his investigation.
In the time I was away, Frank had learned two things: the first thing being that no cops had been shot according to the news, (which Kevin countered by claiming that the news wouldn't report a cop being shot in an on-going investigation,) and the second thing being that no hospital in the tri-county area had admitted anyone matching his cousin's name, (which Kevin dismissed by saying that secrecy was standard operating procedure in a 'Full Blackout' situation and that it's all put in place to protect a wounded cop's identity.
It was a testament to Frank's determination that he was able to do all this so quickly. Especially since this all happened back in the 90's before the sum of human knowledge was only a smartphone click away.
This inanity went on for my entire shift. Frank sending his wife to check out hospitals while he alternately called the local newspapers, TV stations, and Kevin.
Frank was terrifying in his pursuit of truth and I have to admit, it was a thing of beauty to watch him put his case together. Perry Mason be damned; Frank was on an investigative roll. But no matter what he learned, when he called Kevin, Kevin had an answer to it. A detailed answer. He went into specifics about how the bullet (9mm) hit his cousin's vest and richocheted off of a rib. He explained how it was a 'cartel case,' and everything has to be kept hush-hush. It was quite entertaining, if schadenfreude is your thing. It's not mine. I can't really explain how uncomfortable the whole thing made me feel. Like chewing on cotton. There's no way Kevin keeps his job. Kevin has the survival skills of a suicide bomber and the critical thinking skills of a cabbage. It was plain as day that Kevin was a drowning man grasping desperately for an anchor.
Finally, my shift ended and I went home mentally exhausted on Kevin's behalf.
As I left, I could see Frank behind the counter, still on the phone, hyper-focused, and absolutely intent upon some mission objective that I apparently wasn't cleared for. He told me just to be ready to close the next day.
I woke up haunted with the strange certain knowledge that disaster was nigh. Maybe it was the same instinct that allows animals to sense an earthquake before it strikes. I really don't know. I felt both uncomfortable and giddy as I readied myself for work.
When I pulled into the RadioShack, I saw that Frank's Jeep was there. So was Frank's wife's SUV. Kevin's car was nowhere to be seen.
Oh boy... this was not a good sign. I parked and went in. Immediately I could see Frank, his wife, and the employee who had opened huddled furtively together behind the counter. No customers in sight.
Excellent, I thought. Maybe I'll finally get some Answers. This IS a RadioShack, after all, right?
As I counted in my drawer, the preliminary results of Frank's investigation poured out: allegedly Kevin had been taking money from the drawer to get McDonalds for lunch. The amount ($5.34) matched perfectly with the meal Kevin was observed eating each day that he worked. No one knew why he did this. He very obviously brought his lunch in from home every morning.
Frank was a-twitter with anticipatory fury as he spoke. After the conversation he'd had with Frank the previous night, Kevin had slyly switched shifts with another employee to avoid having to open and therefore face Frank. Which, of course, had jacked Frank's temper over from red to plaid. Kevin daring to dodge him like this was simply the last straw, and he had decided he was going to fire Kevin. ...Except, despite trying all morning, he hadn't managed to actually reach Kevin to give him the news.
Frank being Frank, this had in no way deterred him. He had simply looked in Kevin's employee file and called the emergency contact. By the time I walked in, the proverbial shit had hit the fan and was well on its ballistic arc towards us in the form of Kevin's wife.
Yall. It's really important for this story that you have a mental picture of Kevin's wife. Essential, even.
Do y'all remember that 90's song 'All Star' by that band Smashmouth? Remember the lead singer? If you don't, it's okay. Just picture Guy Fieri instead. Now picture Guy Fieri/the Smashmouth dude dressed up as Xena: Warrior Princess. That's what she looked like. She was enormous. Not necessarily fat, but big. I bet she could crush a watermelon with her thighs, easy. (That's really a thing, by the way. You should probably Google it. Fuck it, here ya go )
Anyway, 'Xena' was surprised to hear that Kevin wasn't at work. She was even more stunned by what Frank had to say.
At roughly the same time this phone conversation was taking place at the RadioShack, another, weirder conversation was taking place in person across town. Out of exasperation, and to out-manuever Kevin completely, Frank had finally just sent his wife down to the police station...
...which went something like this: she walked in, and asked if any cops had been shot recently. I imagine there was a pregnant pause at the reception desk while it was hurriedly determined whether or not she was a threat or a crazy person. She asked again and was told that no, no one had been shot recently. She then asked to speak with Officer (Kevin's Cousin's Name) and lo and behold! he happened to be walking by at that exact moment, un-wounded, ambulatory, and utterly confused as to why anybody thought he'd been shot in the first place.
Perched behind the counter in the RadioShack, listening to Frank and his wife list the steps they had taken and the results of taking said steps, I actually felt kind of bad for Kevin. I mean, why would he do this?
Why would anyone make up such a ridiculous lie? What did he have to gain? And most mysteriously, why was he stealing to buy lunch when he brought his own lunch in? The whole thing was steeped in bizarre absurdity and I was beginning to lose perspective of the situation when the door-chime dinged and Kevin walked contritely into the store, followed by his strapping virago of a wife.
Y'all. Holy shit. I don't think that I will be able to properly describe what followed but I will do my best.
When I was a kid, there was a cartoon I saw once. Maybe it was part of a Disney movie, maybe a Bugs Bunny short, I don't really remember. But in it, a ginormous nanny-type woman drags a teensy man into a room by his ear to force him to apologize for something.
That's almost exactly what happened. Xena frog-marched Kevin into the RadioShack and made him apologize for stealing. She literally made him hand over an envelope with $600 in it. (The amount Frank calculated Kevin had stolen over six months.) And then she berated him for breaking the diet she had set for him.
I'm going to say that again. He broke the diet she had set for him. This ... veritable Amazon of a woman had set a caloric limit for this dude who was already so skinny that he could likely crawl through the holes in a chain-link fence. All of a sudden, it all made sense. All of it. Kevin was emasculated, hence the lies. Kevin was desperate and fucking starving, so he stole to feed himself. I was wrestling with my new-found understanding of all things Kevin when she told us the envelope was all of his 'allowance' money. At this point, I was entirely speechless. I could only gape witlessly at her.
Stealing a glance back at Frank, I could tell he was going through the very same emotional turmoil as I was.
In the uncomfortable silence, Kevin handed over his keys and mumbled something about it being great working with us and then they left.
With the possible exception of the first time I saw the cemetary scene in Steel Magnolias, I have never gone from one emotional extreme to the other so quickly. Where I had been affronted by his actions only minutes earlier, now I felt unimaginable regret and I could tell Frank felt the same way. Frank had held back from revealing that he'd had his wife visit the police station and he never even brought it up. He looked deflated; all the energy and momentum of the chase gone, replaced by utter shock and remorse.
Y'all, I bet you thought this story was going to have a happy ending. Or at least a funny one. I'm sorry to disappoint you. No happy ending here, just a cloudy moral lesson.
Kevin was fired and we never saw him again, though I insisted that Frank's wife go back down to the police station and tell Kevin's cousin everything we'd seen and heard. I felt that I owed him that much, being responsible for the initial phone call that had set everything in motion.
Yes, Frank and I learned much and more that day. That experience changed something in me. I'd like to think I'm a better person now.
Oh, I still laugh at Kevins, but I don't assume anything anymore. Oh, no. I've learned that everyone has a truth to tell, even if it comes swaddled in lies.
2023.06.08 00:42 aleclund511 The SYRE visual piece we are getting tomorrow might play an important role for the next album
Okay so this might be a stretch, but hear me out...
Tomorrows SYRE visual is the first SYRE related thing since the Ninety video in 2020 - It made sense at the time since Ninety was going crazy and he wanted the video out before CTV 3 was releasing. But a SYRE video now? After ERYS, CTV 3 and DTE kinda doesn't make sense... unless the SYRE visual connects some dots in the story or hints at the next album. In the caption of the insta post Jaden made right after the announcement he's talking about the rusted tape in the hills, aka: Rusty. I feel like Rusty might be his next album and this SYRE visual will introduce us in some way.
I know Jaden is random as hell but I feel like these two things might be related?
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Tomorrows SYRE visual is the first SYRE related thing since the Ninety video in 2020 - It made sense at the time since Ninety was going crazy and he wanted the video out before CTV 3 was releasing. But a SYRE video now? After ERYS, CTV 3 and DTE kinda doesn't make sense... unless the SYRE visual connects some dots in the story or hints at the next album. In the caption of the insta post Jaden made right after the announcement he's talking about the rusted tape in the hills, aka: Rusty. I feel like Rusty might be his next album and this SYRE visual will introduce us in some way.
I know Jaden is random as hell but I feel like these two things might be related?
2023.06.08 00:42 WinterEssay Was I wrong for Putting Career and Job security before Marriage?
Hello All,
I'm in a guy in my mid 30's and so is my EX Girlfriend. She was pressuring me for marriage and kids since we met but I was I no rush because I only have entry level experience which to me is not enough to provide for a family.
I worked many dead end tech jobs, with no raises and no advancement despite my degree, certifications and requests for advancement. Whenever I ask to shadow or observe something advanced, the hire ups would deny me. every time I switched jobs I started from ground zero...…. EVERYTIME!!
She didn't see the value of marriage in her 20's despite her moms encouragement. Now she in her mid 30's and says time is against her especially for kids. I wasn't against it I simply wanted to have a Secured career with advancement or specialization to better provide for everyone and not live paycheck to paycheck or work a second job to make ends meet.
Her mom unfortunately passed away, which was really hard and she and her family moved down south because everything reminded them of her mom. I agree after 1 month of moving things went down hill.
She started to get bitter and impatient with me, yelling at me and talking down and making all sort of accusations and indirect threats. Then the excuses started, the distance between us is causing issues, then, we are always arguing and bickering because "we're" not happy, She cant do or say anything without me finding a problem with it and the list goes on....
So we broke up for the final time and the reason now is …. I never wanted her.
There is no convincing her otherwise and I decided to stop trying and accepted the reality.
My question is,
Was I wrong to prioritize Career & financial security before marriage and kids?
or
Should I have gotten married and have kids first, then work on my career and financial security?
If you been in a similar situation please share your advice.
Thanks
(You must have "tl;dr" somewhere in your post body. )
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I'm in a guy in my mid 30's and so is my EX Girlfriend. She was pressuring me for marriage and kids since we met but I was I no rush because I only have entry level experience which to me is not enough to provide for a family.
I worked many dead end tech jobs, with no raises and no advancement despite my degree, certifications and requests for advancement. Whenever I ask to shadow or observe something advanced, the hire ups would deny me. every time I switched jobs I started from ground zero...…. EVERYTIME!!
She didn't see the value of marriage in her 20's despite her moms encouragement. Now she in her mid 30's and says time is against her especially for kids. I wasn't against it I simply wanted to have a Secured career with advancement or specialization to better provide for everyone and not live paycheck to paycheck or work a second job to make ends meet.
Her mom unfortunately passed away, which was really hard and she and her family moved down south because everything reminded them of her mom. I agree after 1 month of moving things went down hill.
She started to get bitter and impatient with me, yelling at me and talking down and making all sort of accusations and indirect threats. Then the excuses started, the distance between us is causing issues, then, we are always arguing and bickering because "we're" not happy, She cant do or say anything without me finding a problem with it and the list goes on....
So we broke up for the final time and the reason now is …. I never wanted her.
There is no convincing her otherwise and I decided to stop trying and accepted the reality.
My question is,
Was I wrong to prioritize Career & financial security before marriage and kids?
or
Should I have gotten married and have kids first, then work on my career and financial security?
If you been in a similar situation please share your advice.
Thanks
(You must have "tl;dr" somewhere in your post body. )
2023.06.08 00:41 random_af_username Hyatt wedding spend and experience
Planning a wedding at a Hyatt Regency and want to fully maximize the spend. Obviously will churn a few different CC SUBs based on my needs, as well as plans to utilize Hyatt's current HMOON offer. But aside from this, I specifically wanted to know about the Hyatt biz card (avoiding the personal b/c of 5/24).
If you've had your wedding specifically at a Hyatt Regency, can you please share your experience? What did the HR code the charges as? Any difference in coding for the wedding deposits or room blocks? I understand that I won't get the full 9x from the Hyatt biz card b/c it's not considered a "hotel stay", but from what I understand I will at least get 1x from all purchases + 4x for spending at Hyatt, thus making it 5x total? I will speak again with the sales team to get more answers, but wanted to know your experiences with this and specifically the HMOON offer.
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If you've had your wedding specifically at a Hyatt Regency, can you please share your experience? What did the HR code the charges as? Any difference in coding for the wedding deposits or room blocks? I understand that I won't get the full 9x from the Hyatt biz card b/c it's not considered a "hotel stay", but from what I understand I will at least get 1x from all purchases + 4x for spending at Hyatt, thus making it 5x total? I will speak again with the sales team to get more answers, but wanted to know your experiences with this and specifically the HMOON offer.
2023.06.08 00:41 DubyaTcards Everything is better in a light box right? Wish me luck!
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2023.06.08 00:41 fools_set_the_rules Anyone else thinks many interviews for restaurants are just bad?
I have been serving in banquets for sometime and I have the experience. But no luck getting a server job at the restaurant of the hotel or some nice restaurant with good tips. Not sure it's because of the competition here (CA resident here) or because English is not my first language.
The other day I wasted an hour with the recruiter talking about things outside the position when in reality he wasn't interested hiring me. Then another place sends me a link to pass a long interview assessment with the hope of getting an interview. Like wth. Who has time for all of that.
I just find it nonsensical that employers here go to such extends to find the next min wage employee.
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The other day I wasted an hour with the recruiter talking about things outside the position when in reality he wasn't interested hiring me. Then another place sends me a link to pass a long interview assessment with the hope of getting an interview. Like wth. Who has time for all of that.
I just find it nonsensical that employers here go to such extends to find the next min wage employee.
2023.06.08 00:36 AccessibleBanana Anyone Getting "Sorry, we can't find the page you requested" on Marriott.com?
I'm looking for a hotel w/a meeting space. When I search a specific location through the booking engine and open up the hotel-specific pages in new tabs and click through to the main hotel page, I'm getting "Sorry, we can't find the page you requested." intermittently. (I'm trying to look at 4-5 separate properties simultaneously.
I've tried multiple devices, logged in/out of my account, and am trying private browsing on multiple browsers with the same results...
This is also happening when Googling the hotels and clicking directly.
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I've tried multiple devices, logged in/out of my account, and am trying private browsing on multiple browsers with the same results...
This is also happening when Googling the hotels and clicking directly.
2023.06.08 00:35 BeautifullyInspire My boss took my name off an Emmy award win
I know this is first world issue and people have other problems. But please give me the opportunity to vent.
Bit of background to set the stage
I hold a degree in linguistics and I have been working in the video industry for 10 years. I have some mental issues, but Im considered high functioning. I suffer from extreme low self esteem, depression, and have social anxiety. I am not considered attractive and I am female. I was misdiagnosed with borderline retardation as a child, which delayed my education. Therefore, it’s difficult for me to get people to take me seriously.
Main: actual vent
My boss told me that I was going to win an Emmy for a series I worked on with she and a colleague. It would have been my first ever. Turns out my name got left off the award. It only allows 5. Three names were dedicated to production, two others were sales and accounting.
My colleague who worked on more episodes than me rightfully got credit, but my name was removed and my boss announced to the whole station that it was because of "lack of space." It's frustrating because I worked on the series too. Honestly, if anyone deserved full credit, it was my colleague who did 4 episodes. I did 1 and my boss did just 1.
I wish she could have left both our names off or included mine as well…and deleted the admin people. Plus, she already has two Emmy wins this year, so it would have been nice for me to get some recognition too.
In addition… I was invited to attend the Emmy awards but my boss said they only would send people who were actually in the lineup to receive an award and if I wanted to go I would have to sit out-of-pocket. So I said I think I’d like to go…and then she went and freaking changed her mind saying that “there’s not a lot of hotel space so maybe it’ll be rude of you to go, (my name)”
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Bit of background to set the stage
I hold a degree in linguistics and I have been working in the video industry for 10 years. I have some mental issues, but Im considered high functioning. I suffer from extreme low self esteem, depression, and have social anxiety. I am not considered attractive and I am female. I was misdiagnosed with borderline retardation as a child, which delayed my education. Therefore, it’s difficult for me to get people to take me seriously.
Main: actual vent
My boss told me that I was going to win an Emmy for a series I worked on with she and a colleague. It would have been my first ever. Turns out my name got left off the award. It only allows 5. Three names were dedicated to production, two others were sales and accounting.
My colleague who worked on more episodes than me rightfully got credit, but my name was removed and my boss announced to the whole station that it was because of "lack of space." It's frustrating because I worked on the series too. Honestly, if anyone deserved full credit, it was my colleague who did 4 episodes. I did 1 and my boss did just 1.
I wish she could have left both our names off or included mine as well…and deleted the admin people. Plus, she already has two Emmy wins this year, so it would have been nice for me to get some recognition too.
In addition… I was invited to attend the Emmy awards but my boss said they only would send people who were actually in the lineup to receive an award and if I wanted to go I would have to sit out-of-pocket. So I said I think I’d like to go…and then she went and freaking changed her mind saying that “there’s not a lot of hotel space so maybe it’ll be rude of you to go, (my name)”
2023.06.08 00:35 Bismark_1943 Edits For Both My Roleplays & For My Favorite Movie Poseidon (2006)
2023.06.08 00:35 AlexTMichas Four Vans
 | Four VansIntroductionI’ve had four vans in my life. A green 1978 bus, a white 1968 bus, a blue 1990 Vanagon, and a white 1990 Vanagon, which I drive today. Despite modern van options, my connection to VW buses and van continues to last. Now in my 40s, and with each year passing, my relationship with vans is an evolution filled with memories all of which are inspired by outdoor adventure and the curve of a road less traveled. As I begin this series of posts regarding my relationship to vans, I wanted to start with an overview of these four vans. Van #1. Europe When I was just about four years old, my parents decided to move to Europe with us three kids, and a teenage babysitter, who ended up more like a fourth child than the intended caregiver they had planned for. We spent two years there, much of the time in a van, (technically consider a “bus”) traveling across land, visiting relatives along the way. https://preview.redd.it/5gmjy7wg9o4b1.jpg?width=2845&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=3e93a73de5a87b5bdf800b0ec7e5af47692b7c80 The bus was shipped back from German to the United States where after a few years my dad sold it to a good friend in Sacramento.l, CA. Nearly 30 years later that same friend called me to ask if I wanted the bus - it was in perfect shape, having been stored in a garage for all those years. I had to decline… I just didn’t have the space and ability to keep it. Here’s my dad in the late 70’s - I suspect this photo was taken near Lake Tahoe. https://preview.redd.it/n4jfmjbl9o4b1.jpg?width=3221&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=fcb4c0971ec78217583487132b590652374b3fca https://preview.redd.it/dqmf7nrn9o4b1.jpg?width=3222&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5076536925ab72fdb2951bcc3c3c8e9ec997bb21 Van #2. High school In high school, I purchased this 1968 air cooled bus… I think I purchased it for about $1500, and drove it about for a few years - no doubt playing Pink Floyd, Led Zepplin and Cat Stevens on a crappy aftermarket stereo. When I tired my hand at rewiring some electrical which led to a catastrophic electrical problem, or seeing one of my wheels roll past me at a neighborhood stop sign shortly after I changed a flat tired, I realized my time as mechanic was short lived. https://preview.redd.it/wtskyqop9o4b1.png?width=1564&format=png&auto=webp&s=cbf7c68da24de113bb9645e458c51cd6c33b3e5b Van #3. Blueberry Living in south Berkeley, CA in 2005, I was walking past the Berkeley Bowl, a popular grocery store when I saw a blue Vanagon. Without much thought, my soon-to-be-wife and I purchased what we later named Blueberry, a 1990 Multivan - the roomy van version that sleeps four, seats 7 with belts, but without a kitchen. On a trip with my dog Cleo, here’s Blueberry, near Mono Lake and the hills along Highway 395. https://preview.redd.it/86a6z3ms9o4b1.jpg?width=4752&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=7dc34f3e531235fe134bc7ffa48b26f8ee3da362 https://preview.redd.it/voj3e89t9o4b1.jpg?width=4752&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=f89fbf96bf6ffbc82174bdcc85fb3b626fce8f08 In La Paz, Mexico, we settled up next to this dilapidated palapa (a traditional Mexican shelter roofed with palm leaves) for several nights, eating fresh fish and snorkeling. You can see our kitchen at the back of the van, and shower bag draped above. https://preview.redd.it/1m3cn3nw9o4b1.jpg?width=2592&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=476c9aa18da59fc66f6c5f772601719920a9beae A cold night in Yosemite with good friend. The following morning we fished in the lake just beyond. https://preview.redd.it/3m3pe0ly9o4b1.jpg?width=4752&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d0cef680bb776219a2526840919dddced67b37a5 Trip to Idaho with our pup Cleo. One of our longer trips for friend’s wedding in Sun Valley. https://preview.redd.it/osdfitj1ao4b1.jpg?width=2592&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=5be2c8491081350de40926483d397789733c04de Kiddos in the loft pop top https://preview.redd.it/0jalg224ao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=474d2fa3db05206d58a607d4ec221c665e71f0ba https://preview.redd.it/bua61qg3ao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=4876c72e696eb0b5e843595d04e50da9250961af Russian Gulch State Park outside Mendocino https://preview.redd.it/wlgcuma6ao4b1.jpg?width=1440&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6511aac936272e16cfe6762a1d09373c2387a502 Van #4: Luna When I realized I no longer wanted to go longer distances and Blueberry due to lack of air conditioning and limited power in the hills, I started looking for a van replacement. So at the end of 2021, we purchased another 1990 Multivan in white named Luna. Swapping some of the good stuff from Blueberry, Luna can do everything. It has a rebuilt turbo engine - nearly doubling the power, a propane heater for cold nights, a rebuilt manual transmission, and so many other upgrades - it was just easier to purchase the van I wanted rather than spend the money, hassle, and time upgrading Blueberry. In Tilden Park https://preview.redd.it/ubfugi38ao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d0af8d014ba7f2154e8d5c8527b8ffabe55fdf61 https://preview.redd.it/2i3e4zxaao4b1.jpg?width=2316&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=d90997a3eb7c032e5ae8b46e490808e95fd99091 A visit to the light house on Point Reyes in Marin https://preview.redd.it/dtgo3nvbao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b3e6a680dec550fd7775d5849cb4ce6b02bdafaa https://preview.redd.it/vt4j0b8dao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=b369acff8177aba364104b4f52716edc3281a231 Muir Beach and a stop at the Pelican Inn in Marin https://preview.redd.it/5ntso42gao4b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=ef9a334ff2285d7e7df22d5bcdc765cdbb3faaa0 North of Santa Cruz in Pescadero for a hot chocolate break https://preview.redd.it/gz90tuziao4b1.jpg?width=3024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=24edf4cd7c98efa5d827abbc69711ebe35fc4009 I could have spent more on a bigger, more modern van, but I decided to stick with what I know. Simply…. there is nothing like driving a Vanagon. |
2023.06.08 00:33 Sarrow5 Planning a hike, trying to figure out how much water to bring
Hello,
As the title says, I'm planning a hike, its up a larger hill. It's a 30 mile loop up around and back down the hill. Starts at about 1540 ft elevation maxes out at just shy of 2000 ft so nothing terribly tall.
I'm just getting into doing longer hikes and conditioning myself, doing research etc. as I previously have done camping where I'd drive in or only have to hike a few miles to camp.
The elevation will go up and down and the loop goes through 3 separate peaks with the final being the highest.
I'm trying to figure out how much water to bring as this isn't something I'm finding anything consistent on. I was planning on bringing about 4 QTs but I'm not sure if that's overkill or if I'm underestimating how much water I'm going to need.
Generally on longer walks (5-10 miles) I can get away with just a smart water bottle. Any resources or tips on how to calculate this reliably would be appreciated as I'm trying to genuinely dive into hiking and transition to start doing backpacking. From what I've seen online it recommends about 1/2 a cup for every hour of hiking. That would put me more towards the 9QT range which is a good amount of weight. If I have to carry that much water I'm not against it but I want to make sure my view on this topic is correct that way I can try to monitor it closer while actually doing hikes to tailor it more for myself.
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As the title says, I'm planning a hike, its up a larger hill. It's a 30 mile loop up around and back down the hill. Starts at about 1540 ft elevation maxes out at just shy of 2000 ft so nothing terribly tall.
I'm just getting into doing longer hikes and conditioning myself, doing research etc. as I previously have done camping where I'd drive in or only have to hike a few miles to camp.
The elevation will go up and down and the loop goes through 3 separate peaks with the final being the highest.
I'm trying to figure out how much water to bring as this isn't something I'm finding anything consistent on. I was planning on bringing about 4 QTs but I'm not sure if that's overkill or if I'm underestimating how much water I'm going to need.
Generally on longer walks (5-10 miles) I can get away with just a smart water bottle. Any resources or tips on how to calculate this reliably would be appreciated as I'm trying to genuinely dive into hiking and transition to start doing backpacking. From what I've seen online it recommends about 1/2 a cup for every hour of hiking. That would put me more towards the 9QT range which is a good amount of weight. If I have to carry that much water I'm not against it but I want to make sure my view on this topic is correct that way I can try to monitor it closer while actually doing hikes to tailor it more for myself.
2023.06.08 00:33 BlinkPlays $1000 DaVinci Resolve Workstation
Build Help/Ready:
Have you read the sidebar and rules? (Please do)Yes
What is your intended use for this build? The more details the better.
Primarily editing with DaVinci Resolve, but he said emulation and low end games too.
If gaming, what kind of performance are you looking for? (Screen resolution, framerate, game settings)
N/A
What is your budget (ballpark is okay)?
$1000
In what country are you purchasing your parts?
Missouri, USA with access to Micro Center.
Post a draft of your potential build here (specific parts please). Consider formatting your parts list. Don't ask to be spoonfed a build (read the rules!).
PCPartPicker Part List
| Type | Item | Price |
|---|---|---|
| CPU | AMD Ryzen 7 5800X3D 3.4 GHz 8-Core Processor | $289.27 @ B&H |
| CPU Cooler | be quiet! Dark Rock 4 CPU Cooler | $74.90 @ B&H |
| Motherboard | Gigabyte X470 AORUS ULTRA GAMING ATX AM4 Motherboard | Purchased For $0.00 |
| Memory | G.Skill Ripjaws V 16 GB (2 x 8 GB) DDR4-3200 CL16 Memory | $0.00 |
| Memory | G.Skill Ripjaws V 16 GB (2 x 8 GB) DDR4-3200 CL16 Memory | $38.99 @ Newegg |
| Storage | Crucial P3 1 TB M.2-2280 PCIe 3.0 X4 NVME Solid State Drive | $45.99 @ B&H |
| Case | Fractal Design Meshify C ATX Mid Tower Case | Purchased For $0.00 |
| Power Supply | Corsair RM750e (2023) 750 W 80+ Gold Certified Fully Modular ATX Power Supply | $99.99 @ Newegg |
| Custom | Probably 3070 Ti | $329.00 |
| Prices include shipping, taxes, rebates, and discounts | ||
| Total | $878.14 | |
| Generated by PCPartPicker 2023-06-07 18:30 EDT-0400 |
I am posting on behalf of my friend who wants to refresh their system for editing with DaVinci Resolve. He already has the motherboard, case, and some 16GB G.Skill kit, so I thought it'd be best to leverage what we have already. Used 3070 Ti prices looked pretty good, but he is willing to go to around $1000. I tried to follow Puget System's article on DaVinci performance, but I've never used it before so unsure of real-world metrics. Any additional feedback or criticism is welcome.
2023.06.08 00:33 thehackgeek Got my LG C2 42”
 | Finally upgraded from gigabyte M32U. Saw this monitor with my friend and started hating my own monitor. So i had to upgrade it submitted by thehackgeek to OLED_Gaming [link] [comments] |
2023.06.08 00:32 Barbiede Trip Planner/Agent
I’d like to plan my own trips but want someone to actually take care of it all. I would like a travel agent to get reservations, tickets, hotels, etc. who speaks English and can be contacted for issues
Ideally, I’d fly to Rome and then to Naples. From Naples, ferry to Ischia. Use Ischia as a home base to visit Capri and Sorento and wherever else for day trips from there, Then back to Naples for Pompeii and/or Herculaneum. After that either Rome or a side trip to Sicily. Spend a few days in either then fly back home to US.
Any idea of an agency that could handle this type of request?
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Ideally, I’d fly to Rome and then to Naples. From Naples, ferry to Ischia. Use Ischia as a home base to visit Capri and Sorento and wherever else for day trips from there, Then back to Naples for Pompeii and/or Herculaneum. After that either Rome or a side trip to Sicily. Spend a few days in either then fly back home to US.
Any idea of an agency that could handle this type of request?
2023.06.08 00:32 VolumeImpressive1109 A bit lost - can loneliness impact attraction? Or was this always deep inside of me?
Hi all,
A bit of a long one so warning. Just hoping for some opinions on what I'm feeling or felt similar? Am I slowly realising I'm Bi or are other things impacting my feelings?
And genuine apologies if the way I phrase anything offends anyone - I'm not really involved in the community so anything I say is innocently said.
A bit about me - man in my mid 30s and had a rough break up over 5 yrs ago. Suffered serious depression and went on a bit off the rails sleeping around etc. It also took much longer to mentally recover from it due to what was later diagnosed as severe hormone deficiencies impacting my mental health.
A line in the sand mentally was crossed about 2 yrs after the breakup when I hooked up with a Trans women. We met at a club, we were drunk, went back to my hotel and she topped me. I'd never done anything anal before but it was amazing. It felt more 'right' for me as I've always been a pleaser in bed, so my body being used for pleasure pushed a button in my brain in a good way.
I've still not had a relationship in 5 yrs and only slept with 2 further women since that experience. I'm still slightly depressed and quite lonely nowdays.
But ever since then my porn habits changed - it started with me watching trans porn, then it slowly transitioned to gay porn. And now I tend to watch them both as regularly as straight porn.
I just thought it was a porn thing but once in a blue moon I get a strange feeling seeing a very attractive muscular male physique. Its only like 3 times - but as an example my friend sent a wrestling clip of a wrestler called MJF - and the first thing I noticed was the hair line from his belly button downwards and I felt only what I can describe as butterflies. Over a damn youtube clip. Like it was the 1st thing I noticed. The only thing I can compare it to was seeing Eva Mendes for the first time as a teen. I felt awe at Brad Pitt in Troy and watching 300 but this was different.
So now Im confused of what I'm feeling and what it means. Like I love women and femininity. I love pleasuring a woman. But I also can't forget how right it felt to play with a penis and be used like I was. But that was a trans woman - not a man. So I'm confused at my attraction to a muscular man. And the fact I'm now feeling something seeing a guy on tv has me a bit shook up.
I guess I'm just a bit lost and trying to understand these feelings. Has anyone ever felt similar? Can loneliness make a person feel like this? Can sexual enjoyment skew your attraction? Or is this me coming to a slow realisation I may be Bi?
I've held this all in and I'm just confused/lost so any thoughts are appreciated.
submitted by VolumeImpressive1109 to BisexualMen [link] [comments]
A bit of a long one so warning. Just hoping for some opinions on what I'm feeling or felt similar? Am I slowly realising I'm Bi or are other things impacting my feelings?
And genuine apologies if the way I phrase anything offends anyone - I'm not really involved in the community so anything I say is innocently said.
A bit about me - man in my mid 30s and had a rough break up over 5 yrs ago. Suffered serious depression and went on a bit off the rails sleeping around etc. It also took much longer to mentally recover from it due to what was later diagnosed as severe hormone deficiencies impacting my mental health.
A line in the sand mentally was crossed about 2 yrs after the breakup when I hooked up with a Trans women. We met at a club, we were drunk, went back to my hotel and she topped me. I'd never done anything anal before but it was amazing. It felt more 'right' for me as I've always been a pleaser in bed, so my body being used for pleasure pushed a button in my brain in a good way.
I've still not had a relationship in 5 yrs and only slept with 2 further women since that experience. I'm still slightly depressed and quite lonely nowdays.
But ever since then my porn habits changed - it started with me watching trans porn, then it slowly transitioned to gay porn. And now I tend to watch them both as regularly as straight porn.
I just thought it was a porn thing but once in a blue moon I get a strange feeling seeing a very attractive muscular male physique. Its only like 3 times - but as an example my friend sent a wrestling clip of a wrestler called MJF - and the first thing I noticed was the hair line from his belly button downwards and I felt only what I can describe as butterflies. Over a damn youtube clip. Like it was the 1st thing I noticed. The only thing I can compare it to was seeing Eva Mendes for the first time as a teen. I felt awe at Brad Pitt in Troy and watching 300 but this was different.
So now Im confused of what I'm feeling and what it means. Like I love women and femininity. I love pleasuring a woman. But I also can't forget how right it felt to play with a penis and be used like I was. But that was a trans woman - not a man. So I'm confused at my attraction to a muscular man. And the fact I'm now feeling something seeing a guy on tv has me a bit shook up.
I guess I'm just a bit lost and trying to understand these feelings. Has anyone ever felt similar? Can loneliness make a person feel like this? Can sexual enjoyment skew your attraction? Or is this me coming to a slow realisation I may be Bi?
I've held this all in and I'm just confused/lost so any thoughts are appreciated.
2023.06.08 00:32 Ok_Depth7488 (24M) - I was shivering in the middle of the night!
It was an ordinary day, university classes, tuitions for extra pocket money, friends, pathan ka hotel or chai and buhat saari fuzool business ideas & lot of laughter. I got to the bed, it was around 2:30am, all of family were sleeping, I tried to sleep and fell into deep sleep after about few minutes, I woke up. I was seeing the window in front of my bed and some light coming from outside, the light was getting disappeared slowly slowly. I was trying to focus on window light but I was not able to maintain my focus, I thought it is just a dream but I was full conscious and I moved my hands & clapped to check my ears are working fine but I was not able keep my vision maintained on that light coming from window and it is just getting disappeared. And the thought came into my mind, Am I going to die? Right at this moment? After that my heartbeat increased to insane level, cold sweating, headache like someone is compressing my skull badly from left & right, unable to breath I was trying hard to take much air inside but it was like something is choking in my throat and not allowing me to take excess of air. I felt this condition for about 1-2 mins and during this condition, I just started reciting Shahada & Astaghfaar with my eyes closed and just kept reciting Shahada. When my body started to get at normal condition, I opened my eyes, and tears started coming out from my eyes. I was shivering while crying, I was thinking what if the last few moments that I experienced were actually last few moments of my life? What if I died in the last few minutes, what would I represent myself to Allah, what would I answer to Allah? Are my deeds lists strong enough that will allow me to access Jannah? Am I someone who never committed sin intentionally? These were the question that were revolving in my mind and I was literally crying and shivering while sitting on my bed. My mind was just blank, and was just one thing in my mind, what if I was no more, what if I was no more, what if I was no more……. My mind got full blank, I go to bathroom changed clothes made Wuzu and prayed 2 rakat salah. During the Salah mujh per yehi keyfiyat taari rahi, or Darr mry dil me mojood tha or me namaz parhty hoye bhi roo raha thaa. After completing Salah, I tried to sleep but I was able to magar I don’t know k kab mjhy neend aagai or phir meri aankh subha khuli and from that day, I tried to keep me positive & straight path of Allah & I always try to keep myself safe from filth & fitna. Alhamdulillah, I have never been into stuff that guys & girls here do & share shamelessly without any fear of God. And that midnight moment made me too strong to keep safe from all that filth and I am saving myself for my future spouse & trying to live a life on Allah’s command.
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2023.06.08 00:32 unovayellow US Senate in the style of the Canadian Senate
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2023.06.08 00:32 goatgarbage In search of the moose painting
 | Does anyone know where to find a print or even what the name of the painting in the dining hall of the grand Budapest hotel is? submitted by goatgarbage to wesanderson [link] [comments] |
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2023.06.08 00:31 Wolf_Moon_Hermit Phone call from the insurance of person who hit me?
State: CA
My insurance: Progressive
Their insurance: National General
I was in an rear ended at the end of April. I opened the claim with my insurance. Long story short: my car was declared a total loss (finally; last week). Claim closed.
Today, I got a call (that I couldn’t answer because I was at work) and a voicemail from the insurance of the driver that hit me.
Why am I getting a call from them if I handled this through my insurance? Shouldn’t my insurance have reached out to the insurance of the driver that hit me? I’m confused.
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My insurance: Progressive
Their insurance: National General
I was in an rear ended at the end of April. I opened the claim with my insurance. Long story short: my car was declared a total loss (finally; last week). Claim closed.
Today, I got a call (that I couldn’t answer because I was at work) and a voicemail from the insurance of the driver that hit me.
Why am I getting a call from them if I handled this through my insurance? Shouldn’t my insurance have reached out to the insurance of the driver that hit me? I’m confused.
2023.06.08 00:31 marke64896 consumer law - second hand vehicle purchase - uk
Purchased a second hand Hyundai from an independent dealer up in Worcester (England) back in March. I am here in the UK helping family out and needed a car for a few months. Recently I noticed the car losing power when going up hills and took it to Hyundai in Gloucester who suspect that someone has cut out the honeycomb Diesel Particulate Filter, welded on the cover and remapped the ECU to ignore it, causing the vehicle to drop rpm and go into 'limp' mode.
A very expensive thing to fix (more than the cost of the car). They have also indicated that if presented today, the car would not pass an MOT. However the car has a valid MOT certificate until November this year.
I understand there is a statutory 3 month dealer warranty with used cars which I am just within.
The cost of fixing the issue with the DPF and the ECU would vastly outweigh the value of the the vehicle.
Am I within my rights to ask for a full refund?
submitted by marke64896 to LegalAdviceUK [link] [comments]
A very expensive thing to fix (more than the cost of the car). They have also indicated that if presented today, the car would not pass an MOT. However the car has a valid MOT certificate until November this year.
I understand there is a statutory 3 month dealer warranty with used cars which I am just within.
The cost of fixing the issue with the DPF and the ECU would vastly outweigh the value of the the vehicle.
Am I within my rights to ask for a full refund?