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Saturday morning a Woman enters the store immediately after the doors are unlocked, I haven't even finished printing out & sorting my order tickets for the day. "How can I help ma'am?" She tells me she has wants to get something printed on cardstock, and she has a release code. "Oh, so if you have a release code I can set you up on one of our self-serve machines but that will come out on regular printer paper. I'd have to run it as an express order behind the counter if you wanted it on something special like index paper." She tells me 'this is always how she does it', and I don't even bother asking her to send it to the print.marketing email. "Give me the release code and I can pull it up for you and have it out in a few minutes ma'am". She does, I enter the code, download the images she wants, and print them out for her. Theyre the wrong size, she wants them 5x7. I leave those on the counter and run them again at the right size. She snatches the new ones, as well as the old ones and throws them in a bag, and I print her order ticket and go to check her out. "Looks like it's gonna be $x.xx for the 4 color prints on cardstock, are you paying with cash or card today?" She looks at the card terminal, dumbfounded, and asks me disgustedly what the $2.xx express charge is. "That's just for getting the order to you within the hour." I am becoming less convinced by the minute that she 'does this all the time'. She's furious that I 'didn't tell her about the charge beforehand', and demands I take it off. "I can set this up as a regular non-express order, and get it to you by 4PM today ma'am." She insists that I take the charge off and check her out, and when I tell her I can't do that she tells me she'll be seeing my manager, but doesn't move. I won't have my print supervisor in until noon, so I call for MOD on the radio. While I wait for him to arrive I set up another ticket for pickup at 4PM (and so without the express charge). MOD arrives, he escorts the furious customer away with my new ticket, and that's that. He tells me a bit later over the radio to 'not worry about it', and then I'm let out early at 1:30PM on the account that they're trying to cut down hours for the weekend. Jokes on them though cause I just remembered I didn't cancel that 4PM ticket so they probably printed it out and ran the order anyways and maybe even called her once it was done lmao.
I put my two weeks in last Sunday, I know it's in my contract that I can quit (or be fired) on the spot and without notice, but out of respect for my colleagues in P&M (who have been entirely friendly and helpful for my short time working here) I didn't want to leave one or all of them to pick up my slack. My store is understaffed and the print & marketing (& happy/express returns & ipostal & ups/usps dropoff) department is never not busy. I make less putting together orders worth upwards of hundreds of dollars than if I started working at my local Wawa making $4 hoagies (No disrespect intended to the heroes in the trenches at Wawa). I love working in print & media, and I'm optimistic that my experience here will help me get a job at a local print shop or something akin this summer, but as it stands I cannot keep working at this home office store that tries (and fails miserably) to be so much more than it is. Good luck to the rest of you still out there on the front lines.
EDIT: Can't remember how much 4 color prints on cardstock ran her but I know the express charge wasn't more than $3

Long story short my friend got me into guilty gear Strive and I bought a leverless controller. Since then I’ve had a ton of fun but it’s got me wondering if im cheating the skill gap a bit or something. Idk.
I know technically I’m still doing all the inputs. but other than relearning some muscle memory, it all just feels better than a normal controller. Kind of gives me the feeling of imposter syndrome when I win lol.

so i know how horrible the title sounds and i already feel like the biggest piece of shit. but i need to know what i should do.
so first i want to give some background. i have been with my partner for almost 3 years. our relationship has always been kinda rocky. my partner cheated on me right before our 1 year anniversary and it completely broke me. i broke up with them but they convinced me to give them another chance and i did. however even in this past year and a half i’ve seen them looking at other girls instagrams/ vscos, lying to me about really important things, also having a dating profile, hanging around girls they know im uncomfortable with because of their past, etc.. but i’ve stayed because one i really love them and two they always make me feel like they’ll change.
we were planning our future together and i was planning my life around my partner. but a month ago they drop that they’re moving across the country for school. (completely opposite of what they had been telling me) and earlier in our relationship had always said they didn’t want to do long distance. so we both decided to mutually break up in september.
okay so for the title. i’m traveling out of the country and honestly i have been severely depressed. i’ve always had really low self esteem and felt like no one else would ever find me attractive. i kinda started to spiral about me and my partners breakup and the idea of not having them, so i downloaded a dating site to try and get some validation that i wasn’t worthless (pathetic ik). i talked to maybe 2 people but deleted my profile almost immediately and blocked them. the conversations were honestly super short and pg. i am feeling super guilty and also like a hypocrite. should i tell my partner?? i need someone to help me

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To those who don't know, Guilty Gear is an anime fighting game developed by Arc System Works created and designed by Daisuke Ishiwataei featuring a large cast of unique characters. The game is also considered to have one of the most complex lore in video game history. There's lore in the Games, Mangas, Arts, Drama CDs, and even Pachinko machines. I watched an entire collection of videos covering its lore. Feel free to ask me anything and I'll try my best to answer it.

For all my gaymers out there, what kind of games are you into? :) I play fighting games and jrpgs mostly. Street Fighter, Tekken, King of Fighters, Kingdom Hearts, Dragon Quest, Tales of, Final Fantasy, Mortal Kombat, Smash, Monster Hunter, Soul Calibur, Guilty Gear, Xenoblade, Zelda, Persona, Shin Megami Tensei, Mario and Sonic games all that stuff are my faves play! Just can't shake these games man, what about you?

I always scan the mod files with MalwareBytes before unzipping and installing them.
Never had an issue including with most of MoxoPixel's mods. I downloaded the file from this link - https://hub.sp-tarkov.com/files/file/1555-tactical-gear-component/ (don't worry this link won't auto download) and scanned the result only to see that it was flagged for containing two malware files. False positive? Has anyone else gotten this flag? I don't know much about PCs and modding etc.. I doubt moxopixel is being malicious given how popular and fine all their other mods have been.
The files flagged were called "Malware . Ai" so I'm not sure if these are some kind of fictional malware assets? haha

For over a year now me and a few others have been building a fully functional version of Destiny 2 in Minecraft for fun, the reason simply being because we like Destiny and minecraft so we decided to combine the two together, I feel as though now would be a good time to show off all the cool features we have as its been some time and there's a ton of stuff we've made, here's some screenshots:
Locations
The Farm
EDZ
Titan
Nessus
Io
Mobs
Grim
Brigs
Ogres
Mechanics
Strike playlist
Xur
Custom gear
I made this server playable on any version past 1.20.1, so you wont need to download any mods, any unique versions or anything, you can simply log onto the latest version and just accept the server resources.
Please dont feel obligated to play or anything, I simply wanted to show off what we've been up to for the past year! Have a good day!
Server ip (java): playd2minecraft.serv.gs

For over a year now me and a few others have been building a fully functional version of Destiny 2 in Minecraft for fun, the reason simply being because we like Destiny and minecraft so we decided to combine the two together, I feel as though now would be a good time to show off all the cool features we have as its been some time and there's a ton of stuff we've made, here's some screenshots:
Locations
The Farm
EDZ
Titan
Nessus
Io
Mobs
Grim
Brigs
Ogres
Mechanics
Strike playlist
Xur
Custom gear
I made this server playable on any version past 1.20.1, so you wont need to download any mods, any unique versions or anything, you can simply log onto the latest version and just accept the server resources.
Please dont feel obligated to play or anything, I simply wanted to show off what we've been up to for the past year! Have a good day!
Server ip (java): playd2minecraft.serv.gs

Just a warning, this is going to be very long! I (21F) and my brother (15M) were abandoned by our mother when I was 11 or 12.
For context, she was a teen mother, with a lot of mental health issues (bipolar, BPD, depression, i can only assume some form of sociopathic behavior), and she addicted to hard drugs. My father was a little rough around the edges, but overall a hardworking guy who went into the relationship with a "I can fix her" mentality. For the first few years of my life, I was oblivious to all of the issues going on in my family, I just enjoyed the first 5 years of my life as a happy child. My mother hid her drug addiction well enough for a 5 year old not to ask any questions, and I thought weekly screaming matches were normal and "mommies and daddies fight sometimes". Unbeknownst to me, my mother was cheating with dozens of people, and emotionally/financially/physically abusing my father, he put on a happy face to try and give me a good childhood. He worked 5am- 5pm at a bagel store (no car, only a bike) and never came home empty handed; always a toy, or a piece of candy for me as "sorry" for always being gone and working all day. I thought my mother would always bring her "friends" (men and women) in the house while dad was at work, and they would spend hours "playing" in her room with the door locked. I pretty much had to raise and take care of myself from the time I woke up to around 6pm, so I ended up becoming pretty smart by entertaining myself with my mom's fantasy novels (Harry potter, princess of mars, lord of the rings, etc.) On days she had college classes, our landlords (amazing people) would babysit me. My mother did give me affection, and I loved her very much, but she was very hands-off.
Granted, I wasn't the easiest child to deal with, I had ADHD, undiagnosed autism, among some other things.
When she got pregnant with my brother, (also adhd+autism) I noticed things started to change. My parents would fight more often, the house smelled like smoke, and the electricity to the apartment would be out for weeks because we couldn't pay the bills. Shortly after my brother was born, my parents had the hugest fight I've ever seen, I don't even remember what it was about (probably cheating), but it was the first time it hit me that everything in my life wasn't as happy as I thoughts. I sat clutching my baby brother as she beat my dad with a chair and started screaming. He grabbed a knife and ran outside and tried to end his life by stabbing his wrist. I was screaming and crying my landlords name, hoping my baby sitter would come and save me, he bolted downstairs, pried the door open, and grabbed the two of us and took us into his top floor of the apartment. He gave me some chocolate milk while him and his wife called the police. That was the day my parents split up, and my mom was able to spin the whole thing on my dad, taking custody and he was granted only visitation rights. My mother was kicked out of the apartment, and my aunt (dads sister, but my mother had taken a liking to her and allowed us to see her often) had a feeling something fishy was going on when no one would tell her anything about the details of that night. She went to my old house and asked my landlords what happened, they told her, so she let us sleep over with her whenever we wanted as a safe haven from our mom. She didn't go to court with any of the information she got, out of fear that my mother wouldn't let her see us again, because she was now our only place of complete safety.
My life became a living hell from that point onward. A week a later, my mom told us that her "new boyfriend"(probably a guy she cheated on dad with but I was like 7 and didn't know better) was letting us move in with him. He was the most horrible piece of shit. He got my mother addicted to even more drugs, and they both constantly talked badly about my dad, and when I cried, covered my ears, and said I didn't want to hear it, he would hit me and tell me that I needed to know. He was basically unemployed, and would sometimes sell drugs, or take antiques out of abandoned houses to sell. I hated him. My mother made an entire personality shift, and would defend him even if he said horrible things to me or hit me. She saw no fault in him. She stopped reading me bedtime stories, and stopped telling me she loved me. The only time she was nice to me was when we were in front of other people like school functions... she would kiss up to all my teachers.
I was left to take care of my baby brother on my own, and my father was in and out of mental hospitals from the trauma, so everything he said about how horrible my mother was fell of deaf ears because he was labeled "crazy".
We had no money, it was all spent on drugs, I went out by myself several times to dig through dumpsters just to get food, and I stole baby formula from supermarkets. This one nice homeless lady knew my situation, and would walk me into the stores "as my grandma" so I wouldnt get stopped to ask why a child was all alone. She would poke around the store and buy a $1 candy bar, while I stole formula, and some cold cuts for her. She showed me all the best dumpsters, where delis would throw put perfectly good food at the end of the day. We had an alliance of sorts. I was less than 9 years old.
Her boyfriend became sexually abusive to me around that time. I'll spare the details.
My mother was starting to go off the rails completely. Doing anything for drug money. I clearly remember the time that she told me to get naked and she took pictures of me, up close in all my private areas "to send to the doctor" or else "I would have to go in person and they might give me a shot" (she knew I hated needles.). She never mentioned that event again, but I just know she sent them to some pedophile for money. It makes me sick to my stomach when I think about it. Her bf would try and hurt my brother, I would always step in and get beat instead. We saw our father and aunt maybe once a month, and I was threatened not to say anything to the school or my dad/aunt or else he would kill my mom. I said nothing. I told my aunt all the bruises were from bullies at school, my teachers were taking care of it... or that I was climbing trees, some excuse. I think she knew the truth, but was too scared of losing us to say anything. Everytime they went to drop us back off at our mom's, my brother would have a tantrum. He cried so much the blood vessels in his face would pop. He now at 15 has permanant, freckle like, spots of red on his face from crying so much so often.
She got pregnant again with his twin girls. She gave birth prematurely, and they came out very very sick. She gave birth at home... I was giving most of their care. After the "ohhhh new baby" feeling wore off for her, of course I was basically a mother of 3 at 10 years old. They didn't last long, less than a year. I was in complete despair and that was the first time i tried to end my life. I filled the bathtub and tried to drown myself by repeatedly hitting my head underwater in attempts to pass out under the water. It didn't work, and I was left with neck pain and a migraine that lasted 4 days. I attempted about 5 times, different methods, by this point I haven't been to school in a week. When I came back to school, the teachers noticed something was wrong. I kept looking off into space, detached. I would lash out and act aggressively when anyone would try and talk to me. I would have 2 hour "bathroom breaks" where I just stared at the wall inside the stall and acted rudely when anyone came to get me. What did they do? Not call CPS, of course, they sent me to a special school because of my "sudden behavior issues". I was in a class now with students I could not connect with in any way. I had no friends. All the other kids in my new class had severe learning disabilities and talking to my brother who was 6 years younger than me was more of a conversation. They couldn't read, most of them were almost non-verbal.
My mom broke up with her bf because he cheated, and we were going to lose the house. He still lived with us for a few days but stayed silent. My mother blamed me, saying that I ruined everything by being a bad child and now we were going to be homless. He tried to touch me one last time and I snapped and stabbed him deeply with a BBQ screwer, he just walked away. later that night he killed himself, I saw it. I'll never get that image out of my head.
I lost it, I had an outburst at school, crying and screaming that I wanted to kill myself and for God to just let me die. They sent me to a hospital, and the school called my mom to say I was having an outburst of psychosis. I spilled everything to the hospital about what her bf was doing to me (I couldnt bring myself to talk about my mothers abuses for some reason), and after a while, it was my dad who came to get me... apparently my mother had taken off, leaving my brother alone in the house after the school had called her. I had so many questions. But I was so happy to finally be able to live with my dad and his side of the family.
I was so traumatized, as well as neurodivergent, I acted strangely and dealt with some bullies at school but that was it, it was like heaven on earth. My father didn't even know the full scope of what went on, but the more I told him the more guilty he felt. He started spoiling us a bit out of guilt, so we were happy to be with a parent who loved us.
We never knew where she went. Until I was 18, and she reached out to me on social media. Initially I didn't want to answer. I left my DM sitting there for a few days but... I felt this unexplainable pull. I hated her all these years, but for some reason when the option to take her back into my life came up... something in me missed her. I kept thinking back to the few happy times, and the curiosity was killing me. I finally messaged back, my father told me not to, but he said he couldn't stop me, I at least deserved some answers, and to get all my pent up hatred out at her for some closure. We awkwardly chatted for a few minutes, she told me that her father in West Virginia picked her up, she started a new life, joined narcotics anonymous, but stayed low and didn't let herself be known. She met a genuinely good man at NA, who had convinced her to right her wrongs, quit drugs, and fix her family. They had 2 kids together (one with down syndrome), and she was a present, active mother. I felt a vicious jealousy. Why would she go and have 2 more kids when she had 2 that she abandoned? Why were they treated with love and a loving home when we went through hell...? Why didn't she make it up to us before she went and had more kids..?
My mind did weird things then. It made me need her approval. I kissed up to her, saying I forgave her. That I always knew everything was always her ex bfs fault and not hers.That we were sad when she left. I planned a trip to see her a month later and her new family, my friends all begged me it was a bad idea, to please please not go, and at least to not tell my brother about it. I listened to them, and didnt tell my brother any of this, I told him I was visiting a long distance friend.
I went, we had a pretty good time. Her kids were cute, and I absolutely adored her new lover. He was a good southern man, my gut told me that. He took me fishing, and let me talk through all my feelings. I finally had the relationship with her that I always craved. It felt sickening good, I was estatic. I didn't care about all of the weird signs, like the weird friends she had (looked like crack addicts), and how she managed to get a kind rich southern guy to take her in. I didn't even care. I was just happy to finally feel like I had her approval. I have a habit of bedwetting time to time from anxiety, I ended up having an accident and I was mortified. I cleaned it all up, but told her and, she said it was no big deal. She used to scream at me or hit me as a child for wetting the bed, and now she was reacting normally. It was like a new woman.
My trip was cut short by a week, she had to be rushed into hospital because her appedix was about to explode, she needed to recover and wouldnt be able to do anything fun with me for the remainder of the trip. I watchd her get taken by the ambulance, and was freaking out crying, I was so relieved when the surgery was a success. Her new man apologized profusely for all he stress and bought me a plane ticket back home to NY. He hugged me saying he would be so happy to see me again over the summer, and he had so much fun fishing with me. That he wanted to be a good step dad. He was a nice dude, just like my dad (a good guy she manipulated) I felt it in my gut. They both were at the airport, my mother in a wheelchair, and hugged me off. She said she loved me and to text her when I landed
I did, and got no response. Another day passed, nothing. I started to freak out and called her, only for it to go to voicemail. I messaged one of her friends sons who she Introduced me to. Asking if she was okay. He said he would get back to me once she responded to him, but them he too ghosted me. It was like she was never there. I called her partners work, and they said they would tell him to give me a call. Nothing. I was in despair. I assumed the worst, that she had died or something because of a surgery complication. I was so confused. I pushed it all out of my mind, wrote it off as a mystery even though it ate up at me. I always just justified it as a death, even though it made no sense. She was still following me on Facebook, but there wasn't activity for months when she was once super active. I deleted facebook a few months later because it just hurt.
It's been about 3 years since then. I needed to re-download facebook because my aunt wanted me to check something on matketplace... and I looked up her name just out of curiosity... shes been posting for over a year now. She's okay. She posts her kids, her fiance... she never once responded ro any of my messages yet. Not on text, not on Facebook messenger, no where.... I scrolled and scrolled, crying. I saw she got a new tattoo... a rose for each of her kids.... one for each of her two new kids, one for a miscarriage she had...two for our sisters who passed away... NONE for me or my brother. Like we don't even exist to her.
I don't know what to do. I want to know WHY. We finally had a good relationship, I finally forgave her. We finally could have been okay, saw each other a few times a year... she said she was happy to have me back in her life.... WHY? I'm so heartbroken and confused. I miss her. Was it because I wet the bed? I don't know. I know shes horrible, but I can't help but miss her so much it hurts. Should I continue trying to reach out, or just let her go..? How do I process thos? Any advice, or maybe a theory/explanation/comfort. Anything would help. I just need help. I don't know what to do...

I really like characters that dance, goof and generally fool around as their playstyles. Example of those are Yoshimitsu & Azucena from Tekken and Bridget & Jack-O from Guilty Gear.
But what other examples of those types of characters are there?

Hi! I’m complete trash when it comes to most fighting games, I have bad memory when it comes to moves, and feel like i dont have the thumb speed to do combos right. Hell I struggle with Z inputs most of the time.
BUT my boyfriend really likes guilty gear and i wanted to learn how to play strive to play with him. Is there anywhere i can start? Whether guilty gear specific or just, fighting game general stuff to train my hand eye or finger speed? Any and all tips or points would be welcome, thank y’all ^;