1973 to 1987 chevy trucks

I don't know if I'm posting this in the right subreddit.. going through a separation, feeling lost, alone, numb. I just want to know what or who I'm dealing with because I feel like after 7 years of being with this person I don't really know him at all.
He is dismissive avoidant that's for sure. But other things have made me question if there's more, maybe Narcissist or sociopathy.
The beginning: He was the perfect guy in the beginning, we talked for hours, so many hours on the phone, messaging, we were long distance he's from Europe I'm from Canada. He would surprise me with flowers hed pick on the way to see me, take me everywhere. We went to concerts, everything.
Eventually things changed, the effort was gone. No more effort, no more intimacy or seriously lack there of. I started getting anxious and arguing more because I felt like he was pulling away.
Fast forward...
He lies all the time about literally nothing significant, just lies all the time. I can confront him with proof and he will continue to lie, or blame it on me.
No ability to self reflect, makes everything my fault. Or hell say "okay I'm the worst person ever I am just a terrible person and I'll never be enough for you" while literally not even giving the bare minimum.
He will turn everything into my fault, I know I stated this but I cannot exaggerate this enough, if he decides on something and I try to tell him it won't work... And then it ends up not working, he will then blame me and say I should have just trusted my own instinct then. He literally blames me for everything..
He ignores me constantly. So many times I'll talk or say something and he'll just blatantly ignore me. He acts like I don't exist, I have started to feel so invisible. And if I react or get upset he says "relax I didn't hear you" but this happens all the time.. he will sometimes just blatantly ignore texts too.
He has no real relationships or friendships? He said he had a group of friends he was so close with but as soon as we started dating he stopped hanging out with them and that all just stopped... I remember I would encourage him to see them and he just always said he preferred to be with me... But when when I came back to Canada he didn't see them or mention them. before he moved to Canada, I kept encouraging him to see them again before coming home, at least to say bye to them before leaving..but he didn't go.
He isn't close with his family, I talk to his mom more than he does, I feel bad because I can tell she's lonely and misses him, I always have to remind him to contact her or to try and call / FaceTime with her and he gets so annoyed. He also hates his sister. He hates her, has no contact with her what so ever, and I've asked him so many times why does he hate her so much and have no contact and he never really gave me a reason.
He shows no empathy or remorse. He doesn't really seem to feel bad about anything. Sometimes I wonder if his feelings are even real. My cousin died unexpectedly and he was extremely annoyed by my crying and I wanted to be close to my family at the time they lived in a different city, but he was extremely annoyed and inconvenienced. He never gave condolences, he was just extremely annoyed by it all. He has a truck, they needed a truck to grab her belongings, I offered his truck I just assumed he would be fine, well big mistake, he was so annoyed by it, he didn't show them but behind their backs he was so annoyed that he had to lend his truck and just didn't want to be bothered.
I just brushed this off thinking he didn't know my cousin never met her so it was normal to not have feelings about it. But some time after his uncle passed away, I told him I was so sorry and asked if he wanted to talk about it. (He never talks about feelings)...but he didn't care, he wasn't bothered, he seemed annoyed I even mentioned it, he said his uncle lived a terrible lifestyle and that he had been warned and had so many heart attacks prior to this because of his lifestyle so that he had it coming.
I don't know him, he doesn't talk to me about anything really, I feel like I married a total stranger.
He gaslights me, he's done things that I am sure are purposeful to make me crazy. I've made a separate post about that, and remembered some other occurances where similar things have happened.
Examples: My car keys went missing for some time. He drives my car and has his own set of keys. My keys were missing and I asked if he had taken them he said no and he insisted I was the only one who would ever use them... I didn't have my keys for some time... Finally, he says he found them in the glove box and told me I must have put them there and not remembered..but why would I do that? That makes no sense? How can I drive my own car and then have the keys in the glove box? How would I lock the car after? That just made no sense but I was left feeling so confused.
He's been sleeping on the couch, the other night I woke in the middle of the night my phone had the cover taken off. I asked if he had taken my phone cover off and he looked at me as if I was crazy and asked why would he ever do that...but ironically he then offered to sleep in our bed with me since I must be creeped out... I told him I didn't need him there but he insisted and has been sleeping there since. It's just all so strange.
So, is this all typical for a dismissive avoidant? Or any thoughts if I'm dealing with something different?
He is perfectly fine being roomates, he does not care we don't talk so I know he doesn't care to be with me but I think he's comfortable with me, I do everything. I do our taxes, take care of finances, all house work, he does help with our son, and after years of arguing to contribute in house he now also helps with dishes most days, helps with garbages, so he has definitely started to make some changes there... But in terms of our relationship it's like I don't exist to him.
He does not show grandiosity or doesn't seem like he cares to be admired or looks for attention so I feel like as much as there are Narcissist qualities I don't think it's Narcissm. He's extremely introverted. Hates going out, hates socializing, never takes us to work events never wants to attend them himself, he just likes cars, motorcycles, playing video games, staying home, really that's all.
Oh I would and still continue to try and do gifts, birthdays special occasions father's days, he has stopped all effort and then blames me for it. Examples - mother's day
I spent mother's day with my sister and son, he told me I ruined mother's day ...
He always gets stuff last minute and hell say "I'll be back, I need to get "some things" the night before an event like mother's day. Sorry if I'm asking for too much but that makes me feel like crap I feel like its just last minute thought running errands type thing so I told him not to worry about it. That's why it's my fault that mother's day was "ruined" and I didn't get anything.
I don't even need anything he could have just made a reservation for breakfast or something. This has been every mother's day, my son is 3.
Anyways.. sorry for the long post... Hope at least one person reads this....

Is there a subreddit for seeing pictures of just regular American pickup trucks but in Europe? If not would you guys be interested in starting one? I think it would be pretty interesting to see.

Mom has a 2020 Explorer with around 40k miles on it. Past few weeks she's been periodically getting multiple driving aid fault messages, with the AC shutting off when she got the messages. Today she started it remotely and when inside she got all the same messages plus "see manual" and "parking brake fault service immediately" parking brake won't disengage and truck shut off when put in reverse. The truck is currently only starting with remote start. Looking to get it to a dealer, just wondering if anyone has had anything similar happen to them? Has had a lot of issues since she got it, but nothing this crazy.

My 2017 Fiat 500 with the 6 speed Aisin has been a bit quirky since I bought it. First Quirk, when it downshifts from second to first it will sometimes feel like it's lurching or almost like the brakes are trying to lock up? Only does it at that downshift point and only in drive mode. Sport shifts really well. Second Quirk, sometimes when I go from park to drive or even reverse it almost feels like an old truck when you go to put it in gear and it lurches and you can physically feel the car going into gear. Other times it just feels like all my other cars. I've had both problems looked at by the dealership I bought it from and a trusted mechanic that I do business with. The mechanic at the dealership said that he's had two and the old one his wife had did and still does the same thing. His daughter still drives it but his newer one doesn't do either one of those. Sorry for the long walk of text but I've been chasing this since I bought the car in February with no real answers. Any help would be appreciated!

Yes I know this has been rehashed a million times, but I have a few theories.
We know that the band made up different stories, such as: Number of times Al Pacino says 'fuck' in Scarface (false - its 223), Mark's ideal weight, Mark's grandfather's boat during WW2, but I think there could be 3 legit reasons, as we know the band was put on the spot by their record label to come up with a new name on the fly.
1) the movie Turk 182! came out in 1987. No doubt someone in the band knew this movie and it's the first thing that popped into their minds
2) The plane crash over San Diego in 1978 was flight 182
3) The R+B (Ranch Bernardo) theory. R=18, B=2.
And of course the completely random number theory.
Which one tickles your fanny?

I would really appreciate some help here. I’m at a loss on what to do. Apologies for the really long post, TLDR below.
TLDR; I’m considering ending a relationship of 1.5 years with my girlfriend after her roommate and I got into several fights this past weekend over moving a couch into their apartment. Her roommate prohibited me from stepping foot inside ever again, threatened to call the cops on me, threatened to lawyer up, and accused me of aggravating her. She might have also punctured one of my car’s tires as it was flat the following day in their parking lot. My girlfriend has continuously said she understands the situation and will be coming to my place going forward, but I’m afraid of what might happen in the future since she shares her location with her roommate, have been friends for 17 years, have a matching tattoo together, and the roommate has shown to be a very explosive and volatile person. Her roommate has also been convicted in the past for assault and I’m afraid of what she might do. I feel like I don’t fully know my girlfriend and don’t know how to move forward. Should I leave the relationship or continue to fight?
A bit of a background
My girlfriend, let’s call her Ana, and I have been together for 1.5 years. We met through a cousin of mine at an outing back in December 2021 and started dating right away. Ana is caring, loyal, and has always listened to what I have to say. Our relationship has gone through some challenges, but nothing we have not talked through and somewhat agreed on - we see life differently to some extent when it comes to matters like politics and religion but have always sat down to talk through and resolve those issues. My parents did not get a good impression of Ana when I introduced them to each other, but she has worked hard to do so ever since. When we met I also asked her to go back to school to keep pursuing her degree, which she had stopped years ago, but listened to me and is currently on her second semester. It is important to note that Ana (and Betty, shortly introduced) was in a religion for 22 years that prohibited her from making friends outside of it. She left 5 years ago and had to cut all communication with her family.
While together, in June last year, I bought an apartment and moved about 1.5 hours north of her to be closer to my job. Ever since that happened we have had this sort of long distance relationship where we only see each other on the weekends - every other weekend Ana comes to visit me, staying overnight, while I do the same the weekends she does not.
Ana was living in an apartment by herself up until two months ago, when her lease was over and the landlord increased her rent by 30% or so. She had to go somewhere and asked if we could live together, to which I declined as I did not think we were ready - moving in together has been something I’ve refused to do because of a very sour experience with an ex-girlfriend. Since that was not an option, Ana decided to move into a new apartment with one of her best friends, Betty, who I barely knew. They decided to move about 30 minutes closer to me. Betty promised Ana she would take care of her, to some extent, by paying more than half of the rent and covering the security deposit. Ana does not make much money and has racked up some credit card debt which she is managing now, so the arrangement made her financially happy. It’s sort of important to note, however, that with the new arrangement Ana is paying about the same monthly rent. I helped her move out and into the new place with two other friends.
Betty and Ana have known each other for 17 or so years. They have traveled together and even during our relationship Ana, during the weekdays, has visited Betty overnight to watch movies and whatnot, without me there. At the start of our relationship Ana refused presenting me to Betty several times despite my insistence, because Betty had had serious fallouts with two of Ana’s friends and she was afraid I might not like her. Before meeting Betty I had a sense I would not like her when I noticed that Ana, when Betty texted, was afraid of not replying right away, which I thought was odd. I confronted her but she always ignored what I was saying. Other friends of Ana’s had also noticed the same. I ended up meeting Betty six months or so after Ana and I started dating, which was right after Betty’s ex broke up with her after almost five years of a verbal- and physically abusive relationship. Betty, I recently found out, has even been to jail before due to explosive episodes that have ended in physical aggression, and is currently trying to expunge her records. She was also adopted as a kid and her adoptive father has beat her for years in different occasions. Betty and I only hung out then, when we met for the first time, and one other time two months after, for her birthday. I never had any sort of altercation with her, but noticed she always had some fight with someone, always talking down on people and blaming others for her tragedies. Something that took me by surprise last year was when my girlfriend and Betty went one day to a tattoo parlor and got the same exact tattoo in the forearm as a sign of their friendship. Up until then my girlfriend only had two other tattoos that were very small - one by her ankle and another one by her ribcage. This one that she got with Betty is the only truly visible one. That day I remember being extremely surprised when she showed it to me, seeing how she had not even mentioned she was going to get a tattoo, but comes home with the biggest one she has had, and on the forearm.
Fast forward to Saturday: Betty and I lose it with each other
Moving forward to last weekend, I visited Ana at her apartment for only the second time in the last two months after she moved in. I drove over Saturday early in the morning and was greeted by my girlfriend making breakfast for me and her roommate. We all ate and Betty asked to spend the day with us, since she needed to go to the library to study for an exam, which my girlfriend and I had planned on doing, so that she could study for one of her classes. They also made me aware of a couch one of Betty’s friends was giving her for free, and Betty asked for my help to pick it up later. The day went well at the library (4 or so hours) but started to shift when we went out for late lunch after - Betty asked for spicy wings at a local bar and threw a fit when the wings came with not sauce, calling the manager of the place and insulting the cooks and staff. After that ordeal we went to UHAUL to rent a truck for the couch. Like idiots, we ended up breaking what we thought was the ignition key (it wasn’t, just an attached key for the back doors) inside the car’s key hole. This sent Betty screaming and insulting me, out of the blue, calling me an idiot and other words I cannot recall. I yelled back at her which only escalated the situation. UHAUL management stepped in and they got us a pickup truck at no additional cost. We live in a big city in South Florida. I drove with Ana in the middle seat and Betty on the passenger side for about 40 minutes to pick up the couch. It is 10PM on the dot when we get to the community where Betty’s friend lives. A security guard, as I parked the truck, approached us to say the HOA does not allow trucks at that time. Betty starts insulting him several times as I drive away and parked about half a block from the community, at a plaza right next to it. We proceeded, for the next two hours, to carry out the couch from a second floor to the first, moving it over a 5 feet wall (with me jumping over) to avoid going around the community, then walking with it for half a block and than putting it on the bed of the pickup truck. All in 90 degree humid weather.
As I am sweating and huffing while fastening the couch on the bed of the truck by myself, with Betty and Ana talking by the side of the truck, I notice Betty looks tired and miserable, to which I asked jokingly “why the long face?”. Betty proceeds to tell me I am not being funny with that question and starts to yell at Ana, saying how she is useless, how she herself (Betty) had to do everything regarding the couch and no one helped her, how “her man” (meaning me) was not able to afford a couch for her, and other stuff I cannot remember. She called me an idiot, and called me slick, and said I was not funny with my stupid jokes, and kept yelling I was not helpful. I started to yell back at her saying how it had been six hours since we had been helping her. I also, at that point, lost it all and said “where are your friends right now to help you? Holy shit, I am literally on the bed of this truck fastening your couch and you are so ungrateful”. I was yelling as she was yelling back, and in that moment the yelling match turned something like the following:
Betty - “you are so fucking useless, IT’S ALWAYS ME GETTING SHIT DONE, no help from anyone, ALWAYS ME”
Me - “what the fuck are you talking about? We are LITERALLY helping you right now, what the fuck”
Ana - “guys please stop, can’t we all just get along, please?”
Betty - “Bro you are not funny man, who the fuck said you are? I am so tired of your shit, your stupid comments and jokes throughout the day”
Me - “where the fuck are your friends to help you? You are so fucking ungrateful; you jump from dick to dick and will never find love, you have no fucking friends”
Betty - “WHAT THE FUCK. Your bitch is a whore man, she doesn’t even wear condoms. A fucking whore and a fucking submissive bitch, that’s why you are with her”
Ana - “guys please stop”
Me - “Don’t you fucking dare talk about Ana that way, be fucking respectful”
Betty - “A fucking whore is what she is, and submissive, and worthless”
At that point we are yelling at each other and Betty starts saying that I am assaulting her, and threatens to call the cops. She grabs her phone to make a call and I start filming with mine, making it very clear that at no point have I put my hands on her or planning to, at all. She starts yelling at me for recording her and bring up her lawyers and the cops, and how recording her without her consent is illegal. We are calling each other names and I continue to film. She is also in disbelief at how my girlfriend is “not defending HER”. In reality Ana was trying to stay out of it.
Needless to say, the way back to their apartment with the couch was extremely uncomfortable. It was very quiet for the first 20 minutes until Ana asked us why we can’t just get along, which made Betty go off again, yelling at how I am slick, worthless, and so many names I cannot remember. Betty said she does not want me to step foot in HER house, and continued to say she would break the lease and have my girlfriend’s stuff out of her place. When we got to the apartment I let them carry the couch inside and asked my girlfriend to bring my stuff (a backpack and a duffle bag) out of the apartment. I did not want to step foot inside for my own safety. Betty does not have a gun but I am sure she would have used it if she did, either to threaten or God knows what. As I was leaning on the frame of the door Betty asked if I would come in, to which I said no, and she also slammed the door on my face and prevented Ana from opening it, positioning herself in front of the door and yelling that “if she steps foot outside she would kick her out” to which I kept yelling that Ana is also in the lease. When Betty opened the door I told her I would call the cops if she tried one more time to hold Ana hostage inside. She went off again and threatened to lawyer up and kick Ana out. After much yelling and cries from Betty, I ended up stepping inside, closing the door behind me, and talking to them both to de-escalate the situation.
At this point it is 2AM and after much yelling I apologize to my girlfriend’s roommate for stepping over the line when I basically called her a whore. I was a total piece of shit in that regard and sincerely felt like apologizing. Betty did not apologize but she said I could stay over. She said she will forget about the whole situation and that all she needed was to cry and get over what I had said. She went to the balcony to smoke weed and I left the apartment to basically cry out of frustration. Ana followed me and after 30 minutes or so talking outside I told her I had to leave. I did not feel safe sleeping over and did not know if I could ever feel safe again in that space. I walked over to my car and drove home for an hour. I went to bed at 3:30AM and woke up at 6:50AM, took a shower, and headed back to my girlfriend’s apartment complex to return the truck which we had to do by 9AM.
Sunday: flat tire and location sharing
It’s now Sunday morning. I get to my girlfriend’s apartment at 8:15AM, where I leave my car parked, and with her on the passenger seat drive over to the UHAUL, which is about 20 minutes away, to return the truck. Everything is done on time and after getting my girlfriend’s car from the UHAUL parking lot we stop at a diner to have breakfast. We get back to her apartment at around 10:20AM and by 10:25AM we are driving over to my place, each of us in separate cars. About 10 minutes after leaving I get a flat tire notification on my car’s dashboard and pull over at a near gas station to see what was going on. The car had gone from 35PSI in one of the rear tires all the way to 15, and kept going down. I end up driving the car over to a TiresPlus close by, which later confirmed the flat tire was due to a hole on the outside which “had been caused by an object that went in and out, more than likely a screwdriver or a knife”. Needless to say I had to pay ~$200 for a new tire.
I told Ana there is no way this was coincidence and that I suspected Betty had done something to that tire. She said she did not think it could have been the case since there is no way Betty knew where I parked. I did not think that logic made sense since Betty knows exactly what car I drive and she was in the apartment, in her room, when Ana and I left earlier to return the truck. She basically had two hours to do anything. On top of that, I found out that Ana actively shares her location with Betty via iMessage, and vice versa. Ana and I also have that sort of arrangement. They have been doing it for years.
Ana and I spent the Sunday sleeping at my apartment pretty much. I could not get the situation out of my head and barely slept, but being together made me feel better. We talked about the future extensively and Ana promised me that she will cut all communication with Betty once the lease is over, but currently there is nothing she can do. She also brought up living together again, and the following day also told me how she was looking into jobs that are close to my place.
Monday: going on a break with Ana
Ana went to work on Monday morning (5AM) from my house and I worked from home. I did not get anything done thinking about the whole situation and later in the afternoon Ana and I continued to talk about it. Later at night, as Ana was sending me text messages on how she was cleaning the house, Betty was also posting on social media about it. I told the whole story to my best friend who seemed mortified about the situation and asked me to be careful. Monday night I sent Ana a long message explaining that I need some time to think about our relationship. I said that I could not trust her judgement and was afraid for what might happen if she still hangs with this crazy person not now, but in the future as we think of a life together. Will she be at our wedding? At her birthday parties? Will she be involved in our lives? Even though she has told me she will not, I know that Ana has been well aware of how Betty is but nothing has changed in their friendship these past 17 years. It has only become stronger.
Ana was very hurt from my message and called me right away. After a one hour conversation where she pushed me to decide on breaking up or continue the relationship she hung up when I told her to please give me until Friday. She does not understand how it is that I am re-thinking our relationship if it is that I love her. I do care so much about her, but have not been able to move past what happened and the fear that she might introduce me to similarly dangerous people or environments, be it with Betty or with someone else, is severely impacting my ability to think there is a future here. To keep the story short this is the third time Ana has tried to, or has introduced me to, people or situations that pose a danger to me and her. I also have not been able to get out of my head how it is that she is friends with this person, Betty, who is so visibly crazy and with whom she has a matching tattoo, years of friendship, experiences, etc.
Tuesday: Ana’s early morning call and social media login attempt
At 7:30AM of Tuesday, as I was getting ready for work, Ana called me to tell me she was sorry for blocking me on social media and on iMessage. By doing that I no longer have access to her location. I was not aware since she had done that at night, after I had asked for some time. She told me she “did not want me to think the posts from her story were directed toward me”. She also told me that “she wanted to have some sort of control seeing how I was having her wait for a decision and felt lost”. She also confessed she could not sleep and had gotten to work very early, thinking through everything in her car at her workplace parking lot. Ana begged me to please consider our relationship and after trying on the phone we hung up for the day, and have not talked since.
After hanging out with Ana I noticed I also had an unread message of a login attempt into my Instagram. That was never happened before and my mind instantly went to Betty. At this point I might be overthinking, however, after such an awful experience.
I am in a situation where I have to decide whether to have Ana move in with me, live with the fact that she is with a psycho for the next ten months, or simply leave it all behind despite how much I care about her. I don’t know if I am ignoring some red flags and that’s really the reason why I needed the time and am seeking some help on here. I don’t know if I am in the wrong and would like some clarification because I truly feel so lost. Ana has done so much for me in the sense that she listens and I know she loves me, but I am just afraid of her judgement and what she might bring into the relationship in the future. I also feel like I don’t know her like I thought.
Should I lie the relationship or continue to fight? Would sincerely, wholeheartedly appreciate some advice.

Hello all, Sorry about the redundancy of some of these questions, I’m 19, lived at home for all those years and enlisted so some of these adult questions I have sound dumb af. Last spring I bought a really nice truck and I was so excited because I was stationed in Nebraska, no traffic never needed to drive anywhere too far, life was golden. I just got relocated to San Diego….I’m getting like 10 mpg and it’s annoying af in these tight roads. So I started thinking maybe I’d trade it in for a Prius or a civic or something smaller and more fuel efficient. But I’ve paid about 12k on the truck and I bought it at 38k. If I found something more affordable, would I be able to make the trade without paying off the rest? Would I have to pay EXTRA money on the car I’m getting?

To me there’s several aspects that will impact the east coast

1. trails will be drier and hotter. The hiking season will shift soonelater and people will take a summer break when wet bulb temperatures get too high to sleep outside. Winter on the upper east coast has warmed up by five degrees over historic norms and this could continue.
2. more water brought in by truck, much less ability to get water along a trail. Many popular trails will reroute to account for water access or roads to provide water along
3. It will be slightly less crowded. Hiking is heavily a young person activity. The birth rate in the US is down. It’s at 85% of what it was in 2000.
4. stricter bear control. The growth rate is 1.1 rate per year in recent years. Worst case that means 6x as many bears, but probably somewhere in between. Dryer mountains means less food which means bears will come into contact with people more. At some point the NPS and FS will go super strict on bear food protection.
5. On trail catholes will become morally wrong. Wag bags and pit toilets will be the only choice at some point.
6. A move away from plastic. I expect that organic compounds replace most plastics due to moral and ecological concerns
7. Solar powered cooling centers will become common.

What’s your thoughts and why?

Hi all! So I've been using Finch for about 50+ days now, which I'm really proud of because I've tried Habitica multiple times (emphasis on tried) to try and instill some kind of routine for myself.
I've had this set as a daily goal since I started using Finch - but here's the thing. I've only managed to actually complete that goal maybe twice in the past 50 days. But I've never questioned the need for this goal up until now. Understandably! Mindfulness has been a recurring topic in my therapy sessions and I've been struggling to incorporate it with stuff like breathing exercises.
It was only until I considered a work-around for what I was expecting myself to do - sit down and focus only on writing - that I realized there was another way. Because I really didn't want to sit down and write, especially when there's a new Minecraft update I could be playing with. So, what if I played a Minecraft stream (muted) in the background while I do my usual writing routine (music + Forest timer) - basically to get me excited about playing after I did the writing, since I don't really know what I should be exploring in the update, and watching someone else do it would give me ideas.
And it worked: I went over my timer and my minimum word count, getting through several sentences that were really hard to write - but became easier when I remembered to cover the writing side of the screen for a minute. Because I let myself multitask, which was weirdly the amount of distraction I didn't realize I needed.
I've been having a lot of moments like this since getting a diagnosis two months ago - does the weird mixed feeling of being proud but deeply confused at having gotten to a solution in your own way? Just like, how did I manage to do that? It's satisfying, but I almost feel like I'm doing it wrong in not struggling so damn much: it's like I suddenly have giant monster truck tires to plow through my usual struggles with motivation and making progress on my goals.
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And you know what, I totally deserved it. I had just gotten on lunch, I was rushing a little bit, and my head was filled with thoughts of the work day. I completely forgot to turn my turn signal on when he was trying to pull out. So I was totally an asshole. Sorry random dude and white truck, my bad. Y'all ever get called an asshole and realize the other person is totally right immediately?

I was given a company vehicle that was absolutely non drivable, one working headlight, no blinkers, awful brakes, and completely bald tires. I refused to drive the truck until it was “safe” to drive.
The company took the vehicle back and made some repairs to the truck, except for the tires, of which I was told I needed to take the company credit card and get used tires for it.
In between my availability to put better tires on the truck, I hydroplaned on the highway and collided with a Tesla head on and then into the concrete barrier. This was due to the roads being under construction, it had just finished raining, and obviously the tires. Since I was merging onto the highway I was only going about 45 MPH, so the accident almost seemed to happen in slow motion.
Fast forward to today, turns out the company only holds a $10,000 property damage policy and the damages caused to the other vehicle exceed that policy by about $10,000 more. Now they want to get my insurance involved.
Should I contact a lawyer?

Here is chapter 16 of Tight Money.
Special thanks to u/SpacePaladin15 for creating the universe and allowing fan writers to join the fun.
Additional thanks to u/BiasMushroom, u/YakiTapioca, u/cruisingNW, u/SavingsSyllabub7788, u/YaaliAnnar, u/White_Dragon_Coranth, u/Illwood and u/Redundant-Honse for letting me use elements from their fanfics in mine.
Thanks to u/Zyrian150, u/Saint-Andros, and u/Eager_Question for proofreading this chapter.
Today, I have 3 character updates for you. We get to see good things happen to Leena and Dani and we get another update on what Niit is up to as well as revisiting some old characters and introducing a new one. This chapter was my first in collaboration with u/Eager_Question. We are doing a crossover for the next few chapters of Tight Money. A huge thanks to them for entirely changing the trajectory of my plans for Niit and Leena. I'm excited for where this is going.
I love your comments so please tell me what you think so I can get better or if you have suggestions for future snippets of life on Venlil Prime you would like to see me cover, leave it in the comments.
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Memory transcription subject: Leena, Human Refugee Host
Date [standardized human time]: November 7, 2136
The smell of delectable food woke me up before my alarm – a sweet scent with a hint of roasted vegetables. My stomach demanded a meal, and glancing at the clock, I could see that I had some time before the twins would wake. Eagerly walking to the kitchen, I saw Dani had placed out all manner of items on the counter. She stood in front of her ‘hot plate,’ stirring a steaming pot that emanated the delightful aroma.
“Good morning, sleepy head!”
“Good waking, Dani. What are you up to with all those fruits and jars?”
“Well, you remember how I told you I was going to make some chalk for the neighborhood kids? That’s what I am doing right now – I'm making colored chalk! It's a fun DIY project. You see…”
“That did not translate correctly. The translator said, ‘letters of the English alphabet ask for clarification.’”
“Oh, it is an acronym that stands for the English words, ‘do it yourself.’ A lot of humans are pretty handy and have the skills to make the things that most people buy from a store. Sometimes they make things to save money, some do it for the challenge to see if they can, some do it because they want to customize something, and a lot of people do it because they enjoy doing it.”
“Like you said at our meal, this last paw.”
“Yeah! First, I slice up these fruits and vegetables into thin slices and boil them in water for [10 minutes]. The boiling process helps extract the natural pigments from the foods. Once I've boiled the fruits, I strain the colored water and keep it aside.”
Dani reached for a strainer and gently poured the steaming water into another pot and put that on the ‘hot plate.’ She set the slices of fire fruit on a plate and took a tentative bite out of a slice. I followed suit and to my delight, the fruit had a new mellower flavor with a hint of sweetness. Looking over the counter while I snacked on the boiled slices of Firefruit I got a better look at the jars of colored water and a few with colored powders.
“Okay, I'm following so far,” I pointed to one of the powder jars. “What are the powders for?”
“I’m doing an experiment. I want to see if I can use the pigment water as is or if I have to bake it to remove even more of the moisture in order to get a good color. I’ve never used these vegetables before so I need to do some trial and error to get this right.”
Dani had received a small strayu forge a few days ago in the mail and was putting it to good use making all manner of things except strayu. Honestly, I had no idea you could do anything else with them. Humans think of the strangest things. The forge dinged alerting her that it was done with whatever it was doing. She pulled out a tray of shriveled up Firefruit slices and transferred them to an empty plate. Dani laid several more fresh Firefruit slices on the trays and began the process anew.
“Dehydrated slices make wonderful snacks. Now, I take plaster,” Dani scooped some white powder into a cheap plastic bowl and poured in two scoops of the colored water, “and mix it with the colored water we obtained earlier. The plaster acts as a base and helps give the chalk a solid form.”
“Dani, that's so clever! So, the colored water gives the plaster its colors?”
“Exactly! The colored water mixes with the plaster, and we end up with a mixture that has the desired colors. Oh, and while I'm doing this, I'm also pouring the mixture into these silicone molds.”
I watched as Dani mixed the blue water and white powder until it turned into a light blue soup. Dani poured the liquid into the cavities of the flexible trays and scrunched up her face the way she did when she was unhappy or thinking.
“Is something wrong?”
“Yeah, it is supposed to be a much deeper blue than this. I think I’ll have to find something else to make a better dye or try the powder method. Oh well, live and learn.”
Dani began to clean up just as my alarm went off, informing me that I needed to get the children ready and fed. When I came out of my room after feeding the twins and grooming their fur, Dani had finished cleaning the counter and sitting on the couch browsing on her tablet. She looked up as I sat down.
“You get your cast off today right?”
Peering at the clock on her tablet, “Yes, my appointment is in quarter a claw at the out-patient recovery facility. It is only a short ride away. Would you?” I passed the twins to Dani before I stood. “I need to get ready.”
“Come here little babies, let's play hide and peek-a-boo.”
A quick shower later and I returned to find Dani loading the twins into the stroller; still talking to them in her higher pitch and smiling. Nothing out of the ordinary about that but what was out of the ordinary was that Vissa and Tas were also showing their teeth. Not quite a smile but not for lack of trying. I wasn’t sure what to say about that. I didn’t want Dani to stop smiling at Vissa and Tas but that behavior worried me.
“Okay, we’re ready.” Dani reached in and tickled my children. When they were done laughing they ceased to show their teeth much to my relief.
“Dani, when I get the cast off and return this scooter, is there anything you would like to do? I would rather not go back home and sit down once I can walk again.”
Dani’s eyes sparkled at my suggestion. “I would love to see some of your museums and I read about these places where people can make communal art. Could you show me one of those?”
“I would love to.” I’m glad I can do something nice for you, after all you have done for me.
Memory transcription subject: Niit, Capitol Spaceport Logistics Coordinator
Date [standardized human time]: November 9, 2136
I was fortunate. Only three claws after I was fired from the spaceport a new job presented itself. It was a temporary job but it would give me time to find something permanent and help my job history. Getting fired looked worse than the contract ending. They had advertised that they needed someone to come in and finish a new facility. I wondered what happened to the last coordinator. I sent in my application, trying to highlight that I had some experience in procuring building materials for the maintenance of the spaceport hangars.
I was given an interview time for the following paw. That didn’t give me much time to prepare and the place was a bit out of the way. I had to take the train out to the outer ring of the Capital and then walk [20 minutes] more but at least it was easy to find; I could hear the construction a [kilometer] away. A yotul was outside watching the construction crews, obviously impressed with the advanced construction equipment.
“Excuse me,” I tried not to be respectful and not shout, “could you direct me to the project manager's office?”
The yotul looked at me and then pointed to a series of temporary buildings in the distance.
“The furthest of the temporary dwellings on the right," he said, "it has a label on the door.”
“Thank you.” I waved my tail goodbye.
I walked over to the white construction shelter the yotul indicated and raised my paw to knock when the door slid open and a large, dark gray venlil appeared in the doorway. I froze in surprise as he looked me up and down with his left eye.
“Are you Niit?”
“Y-y…” I flicked my ear in affirmation.
“Come in.”
The gray venlil stepped inside and motioned to a swivel chair opposite a desk near the door. I took the seat opposite him at the desk and he opened a file with my application on his datapad. The office was a mess of binders, tools, and open cases of energy snacks and drinks; I assumed for the crew. A large map of the block hung on the wall.
"You can call me Foreman Apec or just Foreman is fine too. I'm so glad you could come on such short notice, this project is rather urgent and our last coordinator was poached by one of those ghastly flesh factories they're building now."
The very mention of those atrocious places nearly caused me to lose my lunch. “I-I’m so sorry to hear that. Well, I can guarantee you that I will not be leaving to work in such a place.”
"That's wonderful to hear. Tell me more about your experience, how comfortable are you handling tight schedules?"
“Oh, very, when I worked at the Capital Spaceport I had to manage several tight repair schedules regularly.” I hope he didn’t call Director Cass. I doubt he would give me a positive reference.
"Wonderful to hear. Like I said, we're rather in a rush to get this all done as soon as we can. The good news is that human laborers can work for two, sometimes three claws a shift, so we should be able to manage."
He stated that so nonchalantly, waving his tail around like it wasn’t the most ludicrous thing.
“T-three claws? They can work that long? No,” he’s joking, “You are pulling my ear. There’s no way anyone can work that long.”
Foreman Apec leaned forward and lowered his voice conspiratorially.
"I could scarcely believe it myself! Between you and me, I believe they're what you'd call persistence predators, but they're all hush hush about such things, you know. Anyhow,” he sat back and resumed the interview questions. “You mentioned repairs–I assume for starships-- do you have any experience with buildings?"
Persistence predators? I’ll have to look that up later, focus!
“Some, yes. I managed the construction of hangars 17 and 18 two [years] ago and the repairs to some of the buildings when debris fell after the successful defense against the arxur earlier this [year].”
"Fantastic! And, of course, while the position does not require you to interact with many humans, it'll likely come up due to the nature of the project. Are you comfortable with that?"
“I’ll manage.” It’s only temporary and I have my secret weapon now. Let's see them crawl inside me now. Ha!
"You should be fine. Older fellows like myself seem to struggle much more than youngsters like you, and I have my first meal with a human every paw now! I'm afraid the compensation on the ad is as high as we can go due to the budget, is that also alright?"
He flicked his tail apologetically.
“Yes, I’m grateful for the opportunity to gain experience in construction and try something other than starship repair.”
"Fantastic. When can you start?"
“I can start immediately, thank you!”
"Well, then you're hired! I'll send you an information package as soon as I can, and you can start at the next claw. As I said, we are quite strapped for time."
I rose, my tail wagged with joy, “I won’t let you down. I’m eager to see what this place will look like when it’s finished.”
"As am I. The whole thing has been mired in secrecy. You'll have to sign an agreement when you accept the contract, it'll be in your information package."
A secrecy agreement? What are the humans building here? “Oh… mysterious.” I tried to wave my tail playfully.
"Yes indeed! We'll be able to talk all about it once you sign on officially, but suffice it to say that the building plans are different from any I've ever seen."
The foreman walked around the desk and opened the door to escort me out. As I left, I turned one last time to reply.
“Well, I am eager to talk with you about it next claw.”
"Wonderful. Go, read through the package. Rest up. You'll need it."
Memory transcription subject: Krin, Capitol Extermination Officer
Date [standardized human time]: November 9, 2136
Driving to another abandoned home, looking for another poor warto spawn for trespassing. Probably gonna have drugs too; they all do. Rigel was driving the truck and seemed rather quiet, well, more quiet than usual.
“This is wrong, Krin. Evicting someone from an abandoned house just feels wrong.”
Rigel you are naive and too emotional. These people have already left the herd and need to shape up.
“I get where you're comin' from, Rigel, but it's our job. Can't let folks squat in places that ain't theirs.”
We were headed to the poorer part of the city. Clean streets but smaller houses; some no bigger than an apartment. The homes had an artificial feel to them, lacking any sort of wood or stone, just fillcrete walls and plastic doors. The road was getting bumpier with potholes in the rubber asphalt and frayed edges. The paint was nearly gone in some places and sunbleached in others.
“But it's rough out there, Krin. The economy's tanking, folks are losing their jobs, the banks aren’t making allowances…. Is throwing someone out really the answer?
For herd’s sake, “Look, Rigel, I feel for 'em, I do. But ya gotta think bigger. This squattin' stuff leads to more crime, drugs, theft, vandalism, urban decay. Ain't good for nobody. It’s a breeding ground for predator disease.”
“I get that, but it's hard not to sympathize. People are struggling. Maybe we could help them instead of evicting them?”
You want to help them so much, go be a social worker and see how much help you can give these people. Social services were drowning. Everyone knew that but with less revenue from fees and taxes, agencies had to make cuts. Everyone just had to make do.
“Help 'em how? We ain't social workers, Rigel. We got our hands full already and the owners are breathing down our necks when they should've taken care of this mess in the first place!”
“I know, Krin, but it just doesn't sit right with me. Can't help but think there's a better way to handle this.”
“We can't solve all the world's problems, Rigel. Our job is to keep the peace, not save everyone. It's tough, but that's reality.” The simple reality that ain’t so simple anymore, stupid humans.
“I just wish we could do more, you know? Feel like we're caught between a cliff and a shadestalker.”
“Trust me, Rigel, I feel it too. But we can't change the system overnight. Gotta focus on what we can control and do our jobs. Besides, no point thinkin’ about it anymore, we’re here.”
I stopped the car and got out. Officer Rigel checked the front door and it swung open. We entered the house, announcing ourselves as we went, but saw no one. The place was rather clean for a squat. If it wasn’t for the makeshift bed in one of the rooms and the inflatable birthday pool in the bathroom with a stack of towels, we wouldn’t have even known there was a squatter here.
“Looks like we came all this way for nothing.” The frustration in Officer Rigels voice mirrored my own.
The water in this pool was almost gone, the towels were dry and we didn’t find any paraphernalia. Whoever had been here, was long gone.
“Yeah, let's call it in and go back to the office.”
We climbed back into the truck and pulled out of the driveway. As I drove us back to the guild, we passed a disheveled man. Is that our squatter? I slowed the car and looked in the mirror, from behind I could see he was wearing a dirty safety vest and carrying a trash stick. No, he’s not a squatter. Glad I’m not that guy though. Sanitation work is not for me.
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What’s up with all the hate on hotshots? Been trucking for a year and never had a problem but everybody I talk to despises them even on truckers path gps.

Am I being unreasonable here? Unrealistic? So I’m car shopping for a daily commuter that isn’t too expensive. I have a 100mile commute round trip again. Literally 1hr of straight road. I did this commute a year ago and put 20k+ miles on my truck in 5 months and I don’t feel like doing that again to any of my current cars since I did not anticipate this commute.
Im looking everywhere and these car prices make no sense to me. Im looking at 2005-2011 (reliable brands) and all of these cars are ran through asking for half their msrp? I established a Honda fit would be best for me but they’re all going for 9000$+ (clean title, can’t trust salvage in my area) and have 100k+ miles. I cant bring myself to spend that much on a 7+ year old car with that many miles. These things literally sold under msrp. Everything else is a 2005-2010 Corolla/civic with 130k + miles going for 7500+. Cars under 6000$ are borderline 1995-2006 with 120-200k miles idk how much id trust an older car with that long of a commute lol. Now the cheap cars under 4500 I have no faith in they’re all beat most listings are honest upfront and tell you they got issues.
I don’t know if I want to bite the bullet on a Honda fit or just finance a newer used car and getting whatever I want. I remember when I got my civic in 2018 I got that thing for 20k otd, and I could have grabbed a fit instead for about 17k. (This is why I have an issue paying 9k for a used Honda with 100K+ miles) lol
TLDR: spend 7-9k on a car that’s at least 12 years old, or put that towards a newer car 3-5 years old?

He claims he have bought Eurodollar calls before Black Friday for pennies, which he sold for dollars that day. he has retold this story many times.
https://archive.is/9iRSL#selection-457.442-457.520
this does not seem to check out.
he accumulated his position months before Black Friday. Given that the Eurodollar had fallen a lot before it popped, these positions would have been underwater
Eurodollar futures gained $2 during the session. the maximum intrinsic value for the OTM call options would have been $2, assuming he sold at the very top, which is unlikely. Not five dollars as he alleges.
Here is the Eurodollar futures chart of 1987. It was a big move, but not big enough to turn pennies into dollars, especially given that weekly, monthly, and daily options did not exist. Eurodollar futures expire on the third Friday of March, June, September, and December. So assuming he bought his Eurodollar calls on the 19th of October 1987, there would have been 2 months of time value in the option price.
https://futures.tradingcharts.com/historical/ED/1987/0/continuous.html
A bunch of other reasons. I think at best he may have 2x his money, not 100x as he alleges.

Well , long time lurker here. Just witnessed a first for me. Heading east bound on I-80 in Indiana heading towards Ohio , a truck in front of me going west bound takes the cops turn around point through the median to turn east bound , blocking both lanes of traffic. They are lucky they didn't get hit , pulling past looks like a brand new driver , they even awkwardly waves as I passed. Let's hope that's not a repeat for them.
Rant over

So I’ve been learning alot from the sub recently and wanted to know, I was going to a debt consolidation company but decided I can pay of my cc pills because of the sub, I owe 28k. My question is a have a loan I took out last year for trucking school: 7k. I stopped paying because I had a family death and couldn’t work, and my job was paying my loan while working. Long story short when i go to Experian and when I talked to a debt consolidation company they didn’t see the trucking loan on my history? Was it a fluke? Also I just got a letter from them saying they want to settle for 2700 I stead of the 7k. My question is why doesn’t it show up on my credit and should I settle or not pay? I mean its not showing up as if i even took out a loan, what should I do to make sure?

For as long as he can remember, Chaemin’s been an unlucky guy. But he’s also learned that there’s nothing he can do but pull himself up by his bootstraps and do the best with what he’s got… until he’s hit by a truck and dies. Or at least that’s what Chaemin thought when he was rudely awakened by a grim reaper who, to Chaemin’s surprise, decides they’re willing to give him a second chance at life! ... Read From Hate to Fate - Chapter 34 - MangaPuma. Read more at https://mangapuma.com/from-hate-to-fate/chapter-34

Hypothetically, lets say that the entire Global Positioning System (GPS) went down, and at best it would be a few months before they could get it up and running again. How many of ya'll would be fucked because you don't know how to read an atlas, let alone have one on the truck?