Seems like it should be a feels kinda day.
Had a friend die earlier today, lost a finger in the same accident that killed him, but all in all, I feel pretty "meh" about it all. I normally love these threads, but then something bad actually happens to me and it all seems a little less appealing.
Not much of a story, but I guess I can elaborate a bit. Don't think it's worthy of greentext though. Long story short, we had an industrial accident at work this morning; we had a pressurized metal tank explode (outward, away from the work floor through an exterior wall in the building, so we had no casualties from the initial explosion). The explosion damaged the housing for some other machinery, so when my crew was sent in to start cleaning things up and assessing the damage, one of the machines shook itself free from the housing because the operator had shit himself and run off instead of powering it down. So we had a 45,000lb piece of metal dropping 15 feet onto a concrete floor, and when it hit, shit broke and we had a lot of metal flying around. My right hand got fucked up, my friend got hit in the head by a shattered piece of concrete or metal (we don't really know, we didn't see it). We were both hurt but seemed fine, so we road out in the third ambulance, and we were talking and joking for most of the drive. About ten minutes from the hospital, he starts throwing up and has a seizure, and he died about an hour and ten minutes after we got to the hospital. Docs won't be sure exactly what it was till they cut him up, but the nurse I talked to was pretty certain it was brain trauma from the impact of getting hit.
Not much else to tell. My right hand is fucked up, my friend is dead, half the guys on my crew are injured in some way or another, but today doesn't really seem like that bad of a day somehow. Maybe it just hasn't hit me yet, but I'm sitting here, sun's coming in the windows, got a glass of Jack Daniels and a good meal. Shit seems okay for now.
Hang in there bro, it seems like your still in shock. Whenever what's happened hits you, I want you to know there was nothing you could have done and that thinking you could have will only make things worse. Sometimes bad things happen to good people, such is the way of the world. Looking down the road ahead, know that your friend would have wanted you to live life to its fullest, live it for him- but more importantly, live it for yourself.
Good luck to you brother.
- t. Anon who's gf died in a car crash
>there was nothing you could have done
Objectively false! I'm the crew manager so I sure as shit shouldn't have waited for someone to get a ladder so I could get up there and shut down the rig, I should have just done it. Workplace safety may not be my job, but that doesn't mean I shouldn't have just got the fuck up there and shut everything down.
>"Play it safe! Never enter or exit a running rig, and never move between levels without a secured ladder! Except when the fucking factory is falling apart and your crew is 20 feet away, then you can take some risks you pussy!"
I think you just killed my daddy/daughter fetish, and I'm kind of glad you did.
God damn it all the feels greentexts I have are the really big, old ones, but they're all too big for the new file limit. So you get a dog instead, fuck Hiroshima Moot.
Anybody here have a little contempt for women?
How they are created to be sociopathic and unable to love you no matter what? or am I the only one who is aware here?
Not in America. I was working in Illinois CPS in Chicago from 1995-2001, and I can promise you, if we heard that someone was getting abused, we were at the very LEAST going to contact their school, and if the school didn't have a councilor talk to them, we'd have sent somebody out to their house, and if that kid had a bunch of bruises/scrapes/cuts and seemed at all afraid of their parents, the social services officer would have been asking the parents a lot of pointed questions, and if they got multiple complains or if the kid confirmed it, that SCO would be showing up again with the cops within the hour.
We don't fuck around when it comes to kids in trouble. Granted, those kids don't always *stay* in state custody for very long, but they'd sure as shit get pulled out of the house for a couple days, immigrant or not.
>recently finished watching a playthrough of Life is Strange
>seen both endings
>been about 2 weeks now
>sometimes when I can't sleep I think a lot to kill some time
>ending to the game comes up
>feel sad and alone in the middle of the night
If you disagree then on with it, tell me what bothers you about my claim.
I'm aware of the irony here, but to put it most succinctly,
>Not all women.
>Not most women.
Or perhaps most realistically,
>Such a tiny minority of women as to render your point largely meaningless, as it is applying a negative characteristic that applies to a small percentage of a population to the larger majority (or plurality depending on whether you're regarding this as an absolute state or a spectrum), that the criticism is no longer valid.
You just haven't looked hard enough, you were blinded by your love and it is time to return, return level headed ready to see what really happened.
You are wrong, women will never love you no matter what, if you were a billionaire, and another man with more to offer came along, she would leave you if she was certain there was nothing that could go wrong leaving her worse off then if she had stayed.
Do you know what hypergamy is? It's called nature, my dear friend. Without hypergamy we wouldn't be here, women evolved to be like this because the fittest survived, and nature doesn't change in a century.
(Noticed how everything is hot when you just got in a relationship, but when she ends it everything you do is bad or evil, that is because women can't handle the truth that they are bad people. it doesn't happen with every girl but society enables it a lot these days so it's a reasonable point to make.)
Aaaaand you tipped your hand. The key to successful trolling is to seem *just* plausible enough that they think you're sincere, but not SO reasonable as that they won't want to argue with you anymore.
3/10 though for making me reply.
>23 years old
>everyone in my tight group of friends from high school is getting degrees, finding careers maintaining long term relationships, etc.
>I on the other hand am basically exactly where I was upon graduating high school, except in worse shape and thousands of dollars in student loan debt
>have obvious drinking problem that my bros have probably talked about when I wasn't around, as well as my general deadbeat status
>they've all stopped asking me about my future plans awhile ago because they know as well as I do that I have no idea what the fuck I'm doing
>feel ashamed every time we all hang out over breaks from school
>tfw slowly establishing myself as the eventual fuck-up of my close friend group
tfw to intelligent to chat because people think ur to reasonable and claim your trolling.
I guess I won't chat, go back to trolling so people won't think I'm trolling
tfw you leave your gf and she publicly shames u infront of 500 people, then you see your closest friends commenting saying she was out of my league and talking bad about me...
How... how was your relationship with your mother?
This morning when I got to work.
A friend and I were talking about his ex, when someone from across the workfloor, for reasons we never found out, screamed, "SHE'S JUST A WHORE, LET IT GO!"
We laughed our asses off.
When I was masturbating earlier..
Yesterday, when my coworkers put a dildo inside the stuffing of my chair then sewed it back shut, so when I realized there was something there and cut it out, I was holding a 14 inch long silicon penis right as our department head walked by.
>confused because my chair is fucked
>Laughing our asses off because surprise penis
>worried as fuck because I'm holding a sex toy as my boss walks by
>relieved as my coworkers instantly confess to my boss because they don't want me to get in trouble
>laughing again as my boss can't hold back her laughter at a bunch of guilty looking dudes staring at her while holding a pink dong the size of my arm.