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The best advice i can give any creator is do it before you're good at it, do it BEFORE you're happy, do it while you suck, do it while you're doubting yourself and get stuck the fuck in, because waiting around to be "good enough" is a motherfucking trap of the highest degree. You'll get good along the way and better after ever project is complete. Remember, this is the greatest thing you've ever created, and then you'll do something else. You're only ever gonna get better, but not if you stand still.

quiverpaw

Hi

depsidase

redarmyscreaming

Sharecropping.

transcyberism

FYI if your employer does this, if they have done it for a long time especially, you and your coworkers could be owed huge amounts of unpaid wages and it would be an easy suit if there is a paper trail like this and your employer is placing strict requirements on your behavior while not at work. Employment lawyers generally work on contingency. Just food for thought.

follow-the-journey

A national park I worked at had all the permanent rangers (I was seasonal) basically on stand by for call outs 24-7 or they were penalized on their reviews.

They got tired of it, sued, won, and the nps had to pay back YEARS of back wages for stand by time. Now they are all scheduled and if* you get called out its time and a half.

ONLY because some rangers stood up.

sunlit-capybara

If your employer does this: document document document, then find an attorney

worldcupwinner

Dad, I still can’t believe you’re gone. It hasn’t sunk in, or rather, I don’t want it to. It’s so hard to imagine that I’ll never see you again, that we’ll never talk again. I know you were suffering and that this is for the best, but you left us too soon. We still had so much left to enjoy together.

You asked me so many times to play in one last World Cup, and just days before it started, that was when you got the worst. It was the first time you weren’t going to be there for a tournament, but Mom kept telling me you were going to get better and that you’d be well enough to travel. I told you we were going to make it to the final so you could come.

We made it to the final, and you couldn’t be there. I wanted to win it for you, to bring you another one and show it to you. I couldn’t. My legs had nothing left in them. This time I tried to push past what my body was telling me, but I couldn’t. I never felt right.

When I got home, you thought we had lost the final on penalties. We never got the chance to talk about any of what happened. You couldn’t enjoy any of it. We didn’t become champions, but you have no idea how much we enjoyed every single match. Once again, you were right: I had to be there and play it.

I don’t know what I’m going to do without you. I don’t know how to keep going. I only ever played football, and now I have more and more doubts about whether I’ll keep doing it for much longer. You were by my side from the very beginning, and there was so little left until the end. Why couldn’t you hold on just a little longer so we could finish it together?

I’m going to miss you so much, but you’ll always be with me, and especially in the way I raise my children, because I’m teaching and raising them the way you and Mom raised me.

Rest in peace, and watch over us from up there like you always did here. Thank you for everything.

Te amo, pa.

g8dwillhunting

bless

theannoyingspeedster

It's 4pm, 37° C, my flesh is slow cooking and i'm tired. I managed to pull that out of my brain, have fun

pppuri

he can name a few

partywithponies

My woke take, as someone who has worked in both a public library and a school library, is that we desperately need both more books that are at a higher reading level but a less mature subject matter, and more books that are at a lower reading level but a more mature subject matter, because 8 year olds who are advanced readers are still 8 year olds and don't want to read about graphic violence and torture, and teens and adults who have learning difficulties or who are just later readers for whatever reason are still teens and adults and don't want to read about Billy the Bunny going to school or whatever the hell.

coolthingoftheday

The Moeraki boulders present a curious spectacle for inhabitants and tourists alike. Stretched across the sands of Koekohe Beach on the New Zealand coast, they stand isolated and sometimes scattered in clusters. It is believed that they are formed by wave erosion on local mudstone, honing them into a spherical shape.

Local Māori legend posits that stones are the remnants of eel baskets, water gourds, and kumara that washed ashore when Āraiteuru - the canoe that originally bore the Māori ancestors to New Zealand - was overturned.

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