WAR ROOM LOUNGE V25: MJ vs Prince

[PolishHeadlock]

I was just in Newberg for a year, about 30 miles from Portland. I think I've been in Pennsylvania now longer than I was in Oregon. I'm from Texas though.

Where in PA?

 

[Slick_36]

Where in PA?

The beautiful capital of Harrisburg.

 

[PolishHeadlock]

The beautiful capital of Harrisburg.

I'm heading out to Lancaster in 2 weeks for a wedding.

A few years ago a bunch of Amish people got busted for selling cocaine.

always love seeing these stories from that area.

@Fawlty @Limbo Pete Slick isn't far from our old buddy Alex

 

[Fawlty]

I'm heading out to Lancaster in 2 weeks for a wedding.

A few years ago a bunch of Amish people got busted for selling cocaine.

always love seeing these stories from that area.

@Fawlty @Limbo Pete Slick isn't far from our old buddy Alex

That's hot

 

[Slick_36]

I'm heading out to Lancaster in 2 weeks for a wedding.

A few years ago a bunch of Amish people got busted for selling cocaine.

always love seeing these stories from that area.

@Fawlty @Limbo Pete Slick isn't far from our old buddy Alex

Lmao I've been around the Amish before a bit but this place is something else. We even focused a lot on them in Sociology recently. Trippy people, incredibly boring with no culture, but I respect their way of life. It's a pretty good system and they've been so successful at retaining stability and tradition with the modern world growing around them.

 

[PolishHeadlock]

Lmao I've been around the Amish before a bit but this place is something else. We even focused a lot on them in Sociology recently. Trippy people, incredibly boring with no culture, but I respect their way of life. It's a pretty good system and they've been so successful at retaining stability and tradition with the modern world growing around them.

https://www.ydr.com/story/news/2016...-shouted-rumspringa-dui-buggy-crash/85339214/

The prosecutor said it was one of the most "bizarre" cases he's ever encountered. The judge said it was the strangest "sets of facts" he's ever come across.

And the case, which involved Amish youth, beer and, perhaps, the Amish tradition of Rumspringa, ended with a Chester County man pleading guilty.

Thomas Candler Felts, 25, pleaded guilty after giving alcohol to Amish teens and causing a collision with their horse-drawn buggy, according to a news release from the Lancaster County District Attorney's Office.

What happened, according to Brett Hambright, spokesman for the district attorney's office, is that Felts pulled into the parking lot of the Turkey Hill Minit Market in The Buck, in southeastern Lancaster County, somewhere between 1:30 and 2 a.m. Aug. 30, 2015, when he saw the teens in their buggy. He walked over to them and said, "Here's some beer." And then, he gave them some beer.

The buggy then left the parking lot. A few minutes later, Hambright said, Felts caught up with the buggy on Buck Heights Road and passed it while yelling "Rumspringa," an Amish tradition in which teens, when they turn 16, are encouraged to explore the modern world. Hambright said it was not known whether the teens were indeed on Rumspringa.

Felts then swerved in front of the buggy and stopped short, causing the horses to rear-end his car, Hambright said. The buggy flipped over. One of the Amish youths suffered a fractured wrist in the crash. The horses, Hambright said, were not injured.

Felts pleaded guilty in March to misdemeanor counts of DUI and furnishing alcohol to minors and on Tuesday, was sentenced to serve 30 days to six months in prison and a year of probation. He had no prior record, according to the release.

Hambright said, "It's one of the strangest cases we've had. No question."

 

[Quipling]

Part of me wants to cream this dude as well just for how he's forced out anyone with an ounce of experience to hire his friends.

EDIT:
I know this makes me petty but does this make me a bad person?

Dunno how small claims court works in Washington but it seems like a decent way for you and your coworkers to get paid if he keeps trying to stiff you.

Not legal advice or your lawyer etc etc etc

 

[Slick_36]

https://www.ydr.com/story/news/2016...-shouted-rumspringa-dui-buggy-crash/85339214/

The prosecutor said it was one of the most "bizarre" cases he's ever encountered. The judge said it was the strangest "sets of facts" he's ever come across.

And the case, which involved Amish youth, beer and, perhaps, the Amish tradition of Rumspringa, ended with a Chester County man pleading guilty.

Thomas Candler Felts, 25, pleaded guilty after giving alcohol to Amish teens and causing a collision with their horse-drawn buggy, according to a news release from the Lancaster County District Attorney's Office.

What happened, according to Brett Hambright, spokesman for the district attorney's office, is that Felts pulled into the parking lot of the Turkey Hill Minit Market in The Buck, in southeastern Lancaster County, somewhere between 1:30 and 2 a.m. Aug. 30, 2015, when he saw the teens in their buggy. He walked over to them and said, "Here's some beer." And then, he gave them some beer.

The buggy then left the parking lot. A few minutes later, Hambright said, Felts caught up with the buggy on Buck Heights Road and passed it while yelling "Rumspringa," an Amish tradition in which teens, when they turn 16, are encouraged to explore the modern world. Hambright said it was not known whether the teens were indeed on Rumspringa.

Felts then swerved in front of the buggy and stopped short, causing the horses to rear-end his car, Hambright said. The buggy flipped over. One of the Amish youths suffered a fractured wrist in the crash. The horses, Hambright said, were not injured.

Felts pleaded guilty in March to misdemeanor counts of DUI and furnishing alcohol to minors and on Tuesday, was sentenced to serve 30 days to six months in prison and a year of probation. He had no prior record, according to the release.

Hambright said, "It's one of the strangest cases we've had. No question."

That's pretty fucked up. I was surprised to hear that before marriage, the Amish are kind of exempt from the rules. I always thought I damned some poor kid's soul for letting him play my Gameboy but they can really do whatever they want. You got to choose that life and most do, though that probably is affected by community connections and lack of preparation for the life outside the community. I don't think they have to be on Rumspringa to drink. Must be awesome being Amish...

 

[Gregolian]

Applied to be a legal assistant in the county prosecutor office. Be like a $1 pay increase if I get it BUT the upper end is nearly $6 more than what the upper end of my current job is.

 

[WhiteMousse]

I don't know anything about the lounge. Am I allowed to be here? What are we supposed to do here?

 

[Slick_36]

I don't know anything about the lounge. Am I allowed to be here? What are we supposed to do here?

I think just shoot the shit. A good place to get to know each other outside of politics.

 

[Prokofievian]

I don't know anything about the lounge. Am I allowed to be here? What are we supposed to do here?

You don't want no part of this!

 

[WhiteMousse]

I think just shoot the shit. A good place to get to know each other outside of politics.

Well in that case, mad props to you for working, schooling AND doing night shift. That is no fucking joke.

I got two more finals, tonight and tomorrow. Nerves are shot. I spent 28 hours studying this past weekend.

 

[PolishHeadlock]

Well in that case, mad props to you for working, schooling AND doing night shift. That is no fucking joke.

I got two more finals, tonight and tomorrow. Nerves are shot. I spent 28 hours studying this past weekend.

Major?

 

[Slick_36]

Well in that case, mad props to you for working, schooling AND doing night shift. That is no fucking joke.

I got two more finals, tonight and tomorrow. Nerves are shot. I spent 28 hours studying this past weekend.

Thanks, man. The biggest challenge is finding time for my relationship. I have all the stress of living with my girlfriend without the benefit of quality time together.

It's my first semester back in the classroom after a few years and I've got a whole new outlook. I'm just grateful to be there really. I've got a lot more confidence and motivation now and it's making a big difference too.

My finals are all essays so it's going to be a busy week for me.

 

[WhiteMousse]

Major?

Accounting.

Story time.

I grew up in an ultra religious, right wing family. I wasn't good at sports. I tried but I was afraid of everything. Afraid to fail. Afraid of the ball. Just afraid. I was a very good singer, and I was great at playing the piano. I also knew the Bible inside and out. When I was a teen I was doing sermons and everyone expected that I would become a pastor.

I did. I went to a religion-centric college and got a degree in New Testament Textual Criticism. I married my childhood sweetheart whom I'd been dating for five years. Started the ministry right along with the start of my marriage.

After 7 years we got up on a Sunday morning and my wife had a stomach ache. I was worried about her so I told her I'd stay home and take care of her. She told me to just go ahead that she'd catch up with me before service.

She didn't come and I was getting really worried. Blew up her phone between class and service, then zoomed home afterwards. She wasn't there and her car was gone so I went to the hospital. Nothing. Went to her work place, nothing. Finally went home and found a note on our bed.

Basically she'd been cheating on me and had been siphoning the money I made for us into a separate bank account. She'd been planning to leave for a year. If I were to go into all the details of what she did to hide everything, and how all the little weird things immediately made sense you wouldn't even believe it.

To say I was devastated would be a massive understatement. I didn't trust anyone or anything. I never saw it coming. The night before she left we were on the couch together watching a movie. I was having panic attacks every five minutes. Couldn't sleep because my body was constantly in fight or flight mode, and I wasn't breathing involuntarily- I would start to doze off, stop breathing and then wake up out of breath. I developed an irrational fear of people just randomly disappearing from my life. My friends couldn't reach me on the phone because I was afraid to respond to any kind of communication, for fear of losing that person.

I was going to two shrinks, both of them religious in their nature and practice and I was just, ironically, in hell. Everyone in the church turned on me- they though I must have been abusive or whatever, and they started having meetings without me to determine if they wanted to just throw me to the curb.

For about six months after she left, I kept our home exactly as it was. I kept two toothbrushes in our sink, I kept two plates on the table. I bunched up the blankets at night and pretended to hold her. It's interesting to talk about it now because today it is simply part of my history, but at the time it was excruciating in a way I couldn't possibly explain. The only time I ever found relief was whenever I'd go to the basement and empty the dehumidifier. It was inexplicable but unmistakable.

My shrink then told me the reason I felt the euphoria was because I was so lonely and so depressed that I had actually developed a relationship with the dehumidifier. It made noise, it was something I took care of and it would stop working if I stopped servicing it; it essentially depended upon me. During all that time nobody in the church visited me, helped me or talked me through things.

That was the moment my life truly changed, because that was the moment I changed. I was revolted by the whole ordeal. I threw it all away. Moved down to Florida, in with my best friend and his wife. Started at the very beginning, older than I wanted to be, much further behind than I wanted to think about. Worked with my buddy at a restaurant. Eventually my resume got picked up and I got an entry-level position in a small firm. Worked my way up, found that I'm really good with numbers and finances.

Now I stand on the brink of making serious, serious money. A promotion is waiting for me, my bosses say. But I need this degree.

I still have issues because of what happened, but I've made huge strides and I enjoy a healthy relationship with a beautiful young woman.

And believe it or not, there are massive upsides to that kind of thing. For one, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. I started trying things- I got into MMA, started taking BJJ lessons. I'm braver, more social. There are still moments when doubt and hurt creep in, no doubt. But my life is better now without her, and them. It's a lot more lucrative too.

Anyway yeah I'm in accounting at USF. If I ace these last two tests I will get scholarships which is almost impossible for someone like me.

BONUS HISTORY:
Ex blew all the money she stole on yoga lessons, ended up living in a couple's attic. Think she got married again but people told me it didn't last. I actually, literally never saw her again after that morning. The last time I saw her I had no idea there was any problem.

BONUS HISTORY II: Family still wants me to come back to God. Brothers both look at me like I'm some sort of leper, like they're afraid they'll get infected by my heretical disease. I am an utter outcast in the eyes of the church. They all regard me as a failure, and as a liberal piece of garbage.

BONUS HISTORY III: Women absolutely adore me now that I don't give a shit about them. I'm serious. If you want women to chase you, simply don't give a fuck about who they are, what they're doing or what matters to them. I'm not saying pretend. I'm not saying ignore them. I'm saying, truly don't care.

 

[Jack V Savage]

Accounting.

Story time.

Wow, dude. Heavy stuff. Glad things have turned around.

Ed: That response feels overly trivial and breezy, but I didn't want to "like" the story, and there's no "read and appreciated the post, and wish you well" button.

 

[WhiteMousse]

Wow, dude. Heavy stuff. Glad things have turned around.

Thank you, I mean it.

They really did.

I was a hateful, very injured person for a long time. I hated everything. It was like I went through a goth phase at 28.

Sometimes there are threads of that, but I am a work in progress.

 

[PolishHeadlock]

Accounting.

Story time.

I grew up in an ultra religious, right wing family. I wasn't good at sports. I tried but I was afraid of everything. Afraid to fail. Afraid of the ball. Just afraid. I was a very good singer, and I was great at playing the piano. I also knew the Bible inside and out. When I was a teen I was doing sermons and everyone expected that I would become a pastor.

I did. I went to a religion-centric college and got a degree in New Testament Textual Criticism. I married my childhood sweetheart whom I'd been dating for five years. Started the ministry right along with the start of my marriage.

After 7 years we got up on a Sunday morning and my wife had a stomach ache. I was worried about her so I told her I'd stay home and take care of her. She told me to just go ahead that she'd catch up with me before service.

She didn't come and I was getting really worried. Blew up her phone between class and service, then zoomed home afterwards. She wasn't there and her car was gone so I went to the hospital. Nothing. Went to her work place, nothing. Finally went home and found a note on our bed.

Basically she'd been cheating on me and had been siphoning the money I made for us into a separate bank account. She'd been planning to leave for a year. If I were to go into all the details of what she did to hide everything, and how all the little weird things immediately made sense you wouldn't even believe it.

To say I was devastated would be a massive understatement. I didn't trust anyone or anything. I never saw it coming. The night before she left we were on the couch together watching a movie. I was having panic attacks every five minutes. Couldn't sleep because my body was constantly in fight or flight mode, and I wasn't breathing involuntarily- I would start to doze off, stop breathing and then wake up out of breath. I developed an irrational fear of people just randomly disappearing from my life. My friends couldn't reach me on the phone because I was afraid to respond to any kind of communication, for fear of losing that person.

I was going to two shrinks, both of them religious in their nature and practice and I was just, ironically, in hell. Everyone in the church turned on me- they though I must have been abusive or whatever, and they started having meetings without me to determine if they wanted to just throw me to the curb.

For about six months after she left, I kept our home exactly as it was. I kept two toothbrushes in our sink, I kept two plates on the table. I bunched up the blankets at night and pretended to hold her. It's interesting to talk about it now because today it is simply part of my history, but at the time it was excruciating in a way I couldn't possibly explain. The only time I ever found relief was whenever I'd go to the basement and empty the dehumidifier. It was inexplicable but unmistakable.

My shrink then told me the reason I felt the euphoria was because I was so lonely and so depressed that I had actually developed a relationship with the dehumidifier. It made noise, it was something I took care of and it would stop working if I stopped servicing it; it essentially depended upon me. During all that time nobody in the church visited me, helped me or talked me through things.

That was the moment my life truly changed, because that was the moment I changed. I was revolted by the whole ordeal. I threw it all away. Moved down to Florida, in with my best friend and his wife. Started at the very beginning, older than I wanted to be, much further behind than I wanted to think about. Worked with my buddy at a restaurant. Eventually my resume got picked up and I got an entry-level position in a small firm. Worked my way up, found that I'm really good with numbers and finances.

Now I stand on the brink of making serious, serious money. A promotion is waiting for me, my bosses say. But I need this degree.

I still have issues because of what happened, but I've made huge strides and I enjoy a healthy relationship with a beautiful young woman.

And believe it or not, there are massive upsides to that kind of thing. For one, I'm not afraid of anything anymore. I started trying things- I got into MMA, started taking BJJ lessons. I'm braver, more social. There are still moments when doubt and hurt creep in, no doubt. But my life is better now without her, and them. It's a lot more lucrative too.

Anyway yeah I'm in accounting at USF. If I ace these last two tests I will get scholarships which is almost impossible for someone like me.

BONUS HISTORY:
Ex blew all the money she stole on yoga lessons, ended up living in a couple's attic. Think she got married again but people told me it didn't last. I actually, literally never saw her again after that morning. The last time I saw her I had no idea there was any problem.

BONUS HISTORY II: Family still wants me to come back to God. Brothers both look at me like I'm some sort of leper, like they're afraid they'll get infected by my heretical disease. I am an utter outcast in the eyes of the church. They all regard me as a failure, and as a liberal piece of garbage.

BONUS HISTORY III: Women absolutely adore me now that I don't give a shit about them. I'm serious. If you want women to chase you, simply don't give a fuck about who they are, what they're doing or what matters to them. I'm not saying pretend. I'm not saying ignore them. I'm saying, truly don't care.

Damn....

Well I'm glad things worked out lol

@Lead @kpt018 and myself are all accountants. My area is corporate income tax accounting and compliance.

 

[PolishHeadlock]

Also @WhiteMousse since you were sharing I'm currently in my 4th month of my 2nd marriage..... my first marriage lasted 3 months so I broke that record lol