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Poll: internet = cheating? (bear with bit long details please)?
well, this is my case... when i first met my bf, like a couple of years ago, we had a huge fight because he spent too much time over the internet. it bothered me that his idea of spending time together was going to a cyber and checking out gay porn. i wasn't too much into that, and what triggered the fight back then was that, having set up a date in advance to go to the movies after work (i live a bit far and i had to go where he lives, as i was the one with a car) we instead of having the tickets and waiting for me in the movies, he was on a cyber all happy without concern of the date nor if we where able to make it to the movies at the end. I told him that, on his free time, and when we weren't together, he could do anything he wanted (as long as didn't involve physical cheating) but he had to pay more attention to us instead of his fixation with internet.
any how, that was ages ago (two years) and i'm currently out of work but can sustain farely well by myself momentarily, and he still works. so, i spend most of the time online when he's at work. we spend tons of "quality time" together (movies, cooking, watching tv), we recently went on a vacation car trip and all. however, his jealousy over me spending time on internet is becoming increasingly way out of line, to the point that i no longer care of trying to keep this relationship going.
what is your verdict?

What goes around comes around.

You should both be more reasonable. Try doing a job search while you're online.

I think my boss hates and its my 1st job.?
I work in a butcher shop and i've been working there for almost two months. I feel really out of place because I'm really shy and quite. all the other staff ( men in there 30s ) are really rowdy. I am 17years old and fairly shy. I'm soft spoken and get easily intimidated. The other workers are in there 30s and they are really over confident sporty people and I think they are all friends.

The first thing that made me realise that my boss might not like me was he once asked me to move 8 whole rumps from the cooler room and didn't say where to put them so I put them on the bench near him. They are really heavy about 5kgs each. After I took them all out of the cooler room I asked him where to put them and he said 'you could put them on the mince meat but that would look pretty stupid wouldn't it?' I kept my mouth shut and just guessed where to put them because I was too scared to ask him again.

One time I tried to talk to one of the other workers in passing saying 'oh you get to go home soon are you excited' because his shift finishes early. Sometimes people ask each other that and didn't think I was out of line in doing so too. My boss yelled by name and looked at me and then said 'Tom, are the boss here' and then everyone in the shop looked at me and I said no... then he said 'Well it's not your job to keep tabs on when people go home okay'. At that point I almost cried.

He doesn't talk to me about things in his life and he talks to the other guys and I feel excluded. He buys everyone doughnuts but me. He doesn't give me a discount when other people get them even his favourite customers do. Other employees just take free stuff. He always gets angry at me for minor mistakes but he blows them out of proportion and doesn't get angry when other people make them. He made fun of me by suggesting that I show a fellow employee a 'good time'.( Suggesting that I'm gay), even though I have a girl friend who I love very much,.I think he thinks i'm dumb because I don't say anything just smile obligingly. He never encourages me even if I had a great sale. I work so hard and he often makes me do so many tasks at once and waits for me to do one of them incompletely so he can yell at me. I feel like I can't win and my parents keep telling me to work harder and he will learn to like me. I work harder than anyone else because they're all chatting about their lives and no one talks to me so all I do is work.
The sad thing is I want him to like me but I feel like the loser unpopular guy in those teen movies.

One time as I was leaving from work, I nervously mustered up the courage to ask him see how much I sold one day because everyone else checks their averages at the end of the day I thought this could be an opportunity for him to like me by seeing how much I sell and how hard I work. But he gave me a really dirty look and said 'how about no, because I want to go home to my family'. After that I completely lost face and felt like a fool and cried in the bathroom before walking to my car and going home.

This is my first ever job as well and i need the money to run my car

Please help, what do I do? Am I too sensitive? I don't understand why he hasn't fired me if he hates me so much. I need the job as well but he is making me dread everyday working there. I'm paranoid i'll make a mistake and he will yell at me an humiliate me in front of everyone.
Also two men that work there are really really butch and i'm really slender build my boss is also really really fat so I thought maybe that had something to do with it?

I cant bear going back there on monday

hey i totally feel you there. I just got my first job about almost 2 months ago, and i can tell you i absolutely HATE it. Like, yeah i know, most food services people are extremely crabby but i honestly think that the place I work at is just way out of line. you wanna hear my experiences? it might make you feel better that you aren't the only one :) Let's call the place I work at Burning Tiger! lol. just randomly making that up.

I'm a host at my job. The main manager had to go away for a couple weeks and I had to work a couple split shifts and I actually got a lot of compliments from the customers and some people i work with. The two guys that basically no one likes at my work, well, they told me i was doing a great job at...well my job and I like them :) THEY are nice to me. lol. The main manager, everyone likes...except me. I swear i'm also pretty sure he doesn't like me.

The Burning Tiger wasn't busy, it was extremely slow. It would be about busy in like another hour but yeah. So i walked around and checked to see if any tables needed busing and stuff and did all the other things that needed to be checking. Well i checked like 3 times and no one was coming in through the doors so i decided just to draw a little since I had nothing else to do and there was literally nothing else to do for awhile. Yeah sure, it probably wasn't a good idea to color or anything right, duh, because the main manager (he came back wherever he came from) took my coloring and ripped it and told me to go check around the whole place for anything to be done. I was a little mad and sad that he did that but I just said "okay" and i went to go check. Surprise Surprise! There wasn't anything that needed to be done.

Well rush hour comes and there is like 4 other hosts. While ALL the other hosts were talking and gabbing, and even one was coloring like me, I was the only one running around trying to seat people and stuff. And my main manager came out to and stuff, and he even saw the other hosts doing nothing, and he didn't yell or scold them at all. He scolded me, for slacking...while the other hosts...were doing nothing...

in fact, the main manager was actually joking and talking with the other hosts and i was running around doing as much as i could... -.-

do you have any idea how pissed i was??? I mean, here i am working my fricken *** off and still getting scolded at!!!!!!!!!!! While there are other hosts doing absolutely NOTHING!!!!!

I also don't like some of the people i work with because some of them can be really mean to me. And some of them treat me as if i'm stupid...and most of them yell at me for something I was supposed to be doing in the first place anyways and they act as if i wasn't doing it -.-

Sheesh, there are so many other accounts where my manager is scolding me for "not doing anything" or even minor mistakes that doesn't need to be blown out of proportion. my guess is that its just food service in general. If i were you, which i'm also debating of doing also, try looking for another job that pay better and seems like a better working environment. Just keep the job you have now, but just keep looking for another one and if you do, i hope you find a great one!!! I might do the same thing. And when you fill out the applications, you can probably just leave the job you are working at now out of the reference section or whatever.

Thoughts on rappers am I right?
Is it me or are rappers getting extremely boring these days? From the new group of "hipster" rappers to the vets in the game, thing's are getting just a tad too dry for me. So I decided to compile a quick list of 5 things rappers should stop doing that might improve the game slightly.

These are in no particular order,

1. Using AutoTune

Alright, after an entire year of 90% of rappers using AutoTune in their tracks, I'd say we've had enough. You are NOT a pioneer, you are NOT being original, and you do NOT sound all that great, so cut that sh!t out. Plus, have any of y'all ever heard AutoTune being used live in concert? It sounds like straight a**.

2. Using The Word "Swag"

Ok lets be honest here, if you're a guy and you willingly admit and publicly express that another dude has "mad swag" you're pretty much saying you're gay. Saying another dude has mad swag is just the same as saying you'd let him take you to the movies and buy you gummy bears.

3. Hating On Bloggers

Aside from Obama/Politically driven songs, hating on bloggers has been the IT thing for rappers to do this year. Why even bother rappers? You have to realize that in the digital age, Bloggers are pretty much record breakers--they are the new DJ Clues, Funk Flex, etc. So why hate on a blogger for talking about you? There's no such thing as bad publicity--unless a paparazzi catches you with a dead hooker in the trunk of your car..that..that's pretty bad.

4. Songs shouting out Liquor and Clothing Brands

No one seemed to have learned from the whole Jay-Z/Cristal fiasco that went down a few years ago. Rappers, BIG BRANDS--REALLY big brands-- don't want your endorsement--so stop giving them free advertisement and creating trends with their brands. Loui & Gucci don't want T.I. pushing their product and Cristal doesn't want you popping their champagne.

5. Pretending To Be Tough

Here's a tip for new rappers and old alike. Stop pretending to be tough--because someone is bound to test you on it. Before the age of Youtube and light speed information, rappers could get a pass on pretending to be tough because even if someone did in fact smack them up for talking that ish, most people would never know about it---today however, is a different day--now thanks to the Internet we get play by play on when a rapper gets their Transformer chain snatched then subsequently slapped across the face Ari Gold style by another rapper.

This is what I think. is there anything you would add? let me know

I agree with you totally...

#1 Many of the rappers use it because they can't sing, others use it to keep up with music... it'll go away.. just a trend... unless you're T-Pain who relies on it because he's a terrible singer...

#3 Key words in this.... any publicity is good publicity

#4 Now that I think about it... if i owned a large clothing line.. i especially wouldn't want a TI to endorse it.. c'mon Tip you're going to jail....... again

#5 This one is especially prevelant in modern times of rap.. Youtube exposes everyone, same as google..

Very good list.. finally a good question that has meaning.

This guy I like is giving me mixed messages and I'm really confused!! What should I do?
Gay male in my early 20's here! So I met this guy. I'm 21, he's 27. We
met a few weeks ago, he gave me his number and we immediately started
texting all the time. We wanted to hang out and go see a movie but he
was going away to visit his family across the country for Thanksgiving
and staying there for a week and a half. So the entire time he's
there, we're texting all day, every day. It was just like one long
conversation over like two weeks. Every morning I'd wake up to a text
from him. However, I wouldn't say there was really much direct
flirtation. There were a few times where I'd try to be more
flirtacious and even though the general way he talks to me is flirty
and stuff, it seems like whenever I'd try to push it further, he
wouldn't really do the same. However, we did keep talking a lot and
made plans to go to a movie the day he got back, which he seemed
really enthusiastic about, saying stuff like "Hell yeah we're still
on!!!!"

So this past Wednesday night, we go out to see Saw 3D. I figured a
horror movie would be good to flirt. Things were really great! We have
this great banter and were laughing a lot. He's SO hot, I feel so
giddy and stupid around him! And the way he talks to me is definitely
not in a just friends kinda way.
So we go into the movie and he says we should sit in the back
row...which I thought was a good sign! During the movie, I was freaked
out and I kept grabbing onto him and hiding my head on his shoulder
....he did nothing!!! Not once did he reciprocate anything back, even
though he was pretty freaked out by the movie too!
So after it ends, we're walking out and I said "Sorry for being so
freaked out! Hope I didn't break your arm", and he says "Oh no! I
thought you were pretty tame, I was hoping you'd do more!" (Wtf???
Then why didn't he do anything?!) So we walk out, I walk him home, and
we have a really close lingering snuggly hug. He told me to text him
later, and then was probably the most encouraging thing... We didn't
kiss, but it felt like he either wanted to kiss me, or was waiting for
me to. It was like "Oh okay so um.... bye. Or well um.... yeah uh,
bye." in a cute awkward way like neither of us knew what to do.

I texted him when I got back saying I had a really great time, he said
he did too and made some stupid joke. So I responded by saying "Haha
ugh you're so damn cute! We def gotta hang out again soon!" which I
said just because like, I don't want him to think we're just friends
or that's what I want. But he didn't respond to that. Which I think
was the first text he didn't respond to of mine. Then, Thursday (the
day after our date) night, he finally writes to me asking how my day
was and stuff. We respond back and forth with a few texts but it takes
him like an hour and a half to write back to each one. It kinda
freaked me and I realized that I really really really like this guy a
lot! I just feel a little worried that maybe he's out of my league.
He's so beautiful, he's successful, he's older. And he seemed to like
me (I mean, there were hundreds of texts between us so why would he be
talking to me so much if he wasn't at least interested?) but I don't
know now. I responded to his last text on Thursday by asking if he was
free at all this weekend. But he didn't respond. So then the next
afternoon I get a text from him saying "Omg I'm so sorry I just
realized I forgot to text you back! hahaha" so I said it's cool, and
asked what he was doing tonight. Again.... no response! I don't get
it!

So then today, I didn't know what to do, but finally decide to text
him. I told him I bought a Yogi Bear tshirt (cause we were saying how
we both felt stupid for wanting to see it). He writes back right away
"Omg hahaha! Dec 17th, it's not that far away now!!!" So I write back
and ask what he was up to....NO FRIKIN ANSWER!!!!!

I don't get it!! And I really don't know what to do now! We haven't
been out long enough for me to confront it but I'd feel stupid texting
him again! I also saw him flirting with some guy on facebook but that
was before we went out and the guy's in Florida). I really like him
and really want to see him again but now I don't know...do you think
he's just not into me? Should I give up? What should I do?? I really
need some advice! :-\

I say don't worry about it. The thing I find is that if he doesn't care that much just leave it. He'll text when he'll text really. Just live your life... :D Believe me, it happened to me. But one thing I've learned is to just let it happen. If he likes you.. he'll make the effort to care. So for now, do what you want to do and see where it leads you. There are other guys out there you know. :D

For all teenagers. What do you think of my writing?
They told me I was wrong but I did not believe them. I wanted to go and make this world a better place. I did not care if I was a 17 years old boy who looks like a 30 years old convict or even if I was gay. Yeah, I am gay and I know that for a moment you will feel like you want to throw this book at the wall, thinking that I must be a big jerk to write a book about myself. Why would anyone care for your stupid gay issues? But I will tell you, I wrote this book as a sort of a healing. It was not just me flicking my fingers over the keyboard, but it was my soul speaking those words for me to share with everyone.

I arched down over the table and sipped at my warm Nescafe mug. My mother sat on the other side of the table, gazing at me surruptiously from above her cup of tea.

“You need to wear heavier clothes. It’s cold down there,”

“I’m just fine,”

After putting on my shoes, my father appeared wearing his custom.

“I’ll take you to school,” he said as he searched for his watch, “come on, and get ready.”

“I’ll go alone, thanks.”

“As you wish,”

My mother appeared out of the kitchen with her hair disheveled all around her head. “No, what do you mean as you wish?” she glared at dad, “he goes everyday in that cold weather alone to his school. You’ve bought that car for a reason I guess.”

“I told him. What am I supposed to do?” he shrugged,

“It’s ok mom. I’ll just go,” I held up my backpack and dashed out of the house. The air was cold over my body. I did not wear anything but the white shirt on bare skin. It seemed that I wanted to convince myself that I was strong enough to bear the cold of winter, or wait. I wanted to convince myself that summer had not ended and still I can enjoy a day of hearing opera at the window with the sun grinning at my face.

I jumped into one of the microbuses that qued down the street in front of our house. I sat beside the window and watched the world running in front of me. I poked my face forward through the window and closed my eyes, smelling the pure morning air. If anyone of you knows the theme of the movie Amelie Poulain. It started playing in my head in that moment. I felt so free, so happy and so sad. As if the world was such a big spider web and you got caught up like a mosquito in it.

the writing style is accutally really good, keep working at it.
sounds like it could be a good story, but i dont really know the plot:)
also,
hahah i write stories about myself all the time., just change the names and act like its a first person story:)
although i dont know if you meant that to be in the story, like he is writing as story about himself?
or if its just you:)

For all teenagers. what do you think of my writing?
They told me I was wrong but I did not believe them. I wanted to go and make this world a better place. I did not care if I was a 17 years old boy who looks like a 30 years old convict or even if I was gay. Yeah, I am gay and I know that for a moment you will feel like you want to throw this book at the wall, thinking that I must be a big jerk to write a book about myself. Why would anyone care for your stupid gay issues? But I will tell you, I wrote this book as a sort of a healing. It was not just me flicking my fingers over the keyboard, but it was my soul speaking those words for me to share with everyone.

I arched down over the table and sipped at my warm Nescafe mug. My mother sat on the other side of the table, gazing at me surruptiously from above her cup of tea.

“You need to wear heavier clothes. It’s cold down there,”

“I’m just fine,”

After putting on my shoes, my father appeared wearing his custom.

“I’ll take you to school,” he said as he searched for his watch, “come on, and get ready.”

“I’ll go alone, thanks.”

“As you wish,”

My mother appeared out of the kitchen with her hair disheveled all around her head. “No, what do you mean as you wish?” she glared at dad, “he goes everyday in that cold weather alone to his school. You’ve bought that car for a reason I guess.”

“I told him. What am I supposed to do?” he shrugged,

“It’s ok mom. I’ll just go,” I held up my backpack and dashed out of the house. The air was cold over my body. I did not wear anything but the white shirt on bare skin. It seemed that I wanted to convince myself that I was strong enough to bear the cold of winter, or wait. I wanted to convince myself that summer had not ended and still I can enjoy a day of hearing opera at the window with the sun grinning at my face.

I jumped into one of the microbuses that qued down the street in front of our house. I sat beside the window and watched the world running in front of me. I poked my face forward through the window and closed my eyes, smelling the pure morning air. If anyone of you knows the theme of the movie Amelie Poulain. It started playing in my head in that moment. I felt so free, so happy and so sad. As if the world was such a big spider web and you got caught up like a mosquito in it.

This is really good. You have given me inspiration at writing, I loved it. (: I think you have a talent at writing. Once again good job.

What do you think of my writing?
They told me I was wrong but I did not believe them. I wanted to go and make this world a better place. I did not care if I was a 17 years old boy who looks like a 30 years old convict or even if I was gay. Yeah, I am gay and I know that for a moment you will feel like you want to throw this book at the wall, thinking that I must be a big jerk to write a book about myself. Why would anyone care for your stupid gay issues? But I will tell you, I wrote this book as a sort of a healing. It was not just me flicking my fingers over the keyboard, but it was my soul speaking those words for me to share with everyone.

I arched down over the table and sipped at my warm Nescafe mug. My mother sat on the other side of the table, gazing at me surruptiously from above her cup of tea.

“You need to wear heavier clothes. It’s cold down there,”

“I’m just fine,”

After putting on my shoes, my father appeared wearing his custom.

“I’ll take you to school,” he said as he searched for his watch, “come on, and get ready.”

“I’ll go alone, thanks.”

“As you wish,”

My mother appeared out of the kitchen with her hair disheveled all around her head. “No, what do you mean as you wish?” she glared at dad, “he goes everyday in that cold weather alone to his school. You’ve bought that car for a reason I guess.”

“I told him. What am I supposed to do?” he shrugged,

“It’s ok mom. I’ll just go,” I held up my backpack and dashed out of the house. The air was cold over my body. I did not wear anything but the white shirt on bare skin. It seemed that I wanted to convince myself that I was strong enough to bear the cold of winter, or wait. I wanted to convince myself that summer had not ended and still I can enjoy a day of hearing opera at the window with the sun grinning at my face.

I jumped into one of the microbuses that qued down the street in front of our house. I sat beside the window and watched the world running in front of me. I poked my face forward through the window and closed my eyes, smelling the pure morning air. If anyone of you knows the theme of the movie Amelie Poulain. It started playing in my head in that moment. I felt so free, so happy and so sad. As if the world was such a big spider web and you got caught up like a mosquito in it.

Great descriptions but watch your grammar in a couple of places.

Reported as spam.

If you want comments on your writing, why don't you try actually fixing the problems people point out?

I'm not a teenager...I'm 22, but your writing is good. Try not to start too many sentences with "I" and show the story instead of tell it. Other than that, it was good.Keep it up!

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