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Not sure if I’m looking for advice or just want to vent, I’m so discouraged with trying to succeed at this point. I’ll be 28 this Summer and still have no idea how to crawl out of debt, become a homeowner, or even just begin working towards a successful career.
I recently moved to the other side of my state, and when I say it’s a remote area - you’re driving over 50 minutes to get to Walmart. I’ve worked full time since I was 18. 5 years for a bank call center with various roles of increasing responsibility in collections, Fraud, and Marketing. By the last couple years there, I had worked my way off the phones. Lead special projects, took on rotational opportunities, not only joined their corporate “affinity” networks but was a pillar leader for TWO of them. Even completed their little “leadership development program”. Attempted to move into sales with them working with our clients. - Rejected due to lack of sales experience or 4 year degree.
Left them to obtain sales experience and ended up in car sales. Despite the toxic culture, terrible work life balance, and extreme stress the money was great (for me) until a global pandemic hit disrupting the entire industry. 3 years at the dealership and I decide car sales is not the future I want for myself. Queue the move.
My girlfriend wanted to move back to her hometown to be close to family. We’ve been together for over 8 years at this point, and she moved to my area 6 years ago for me so I felt like I owed it to her. She’s a fully remote employee so the move didn’t affect her career. I discovered during the move that opportunity in the area was extremely limited, especially for my background.
I’ve tried to no avail to get a remote role in both sales and my previous areas of focus. My current options are basically another dealership, retail, restaurant, or factory. All with either terrible hours, pay, benefits, or the whole buffet. There is a recent local industry apparently on the rise over the past decade that wasn’t present in my prior location which is oil and gas, which brings me to my latest disheartening blow.
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My girlfriend’s father has been a plant operator for over 8 years at a local cryo processing plant and is considered one of their best operators. I had always found his descriptions of his career interesting but until now there was simply no present job market in my previous area. These guys make great money after a couple years, great life balance, benefits, advancement opportunity you name it. I’ve been applying to all related companies and have gotten nothing but auto decline emails.
Then it happens. There’s an opening at his plant! He personally refers me and an actual human looks at my resume. I research the industry for weeks, multiple mock interviews with her father, and paid out of pocket for relevant online course and certifications. I receive an invite to interview with the plant supervisor, plant manager, and their sole HR rep that handles duties for the entire plant.
Interview goes fantastic! I was well prepared, and could tell they were all very impressed with the certifications I obtained on my own. Let me know I should hear back in a few weeks. Obviously, with her father working there I was privileged to quicker feedback and status updates.
First update: They tell him I blew them away and am the leading candidate.
2nd update: They want to hire me but they are concerned that the only thing “keeping me in the area” is my girlfriend, and that I’ll just leave if our relationship fails. They say they wouldn’t have the concern if we were at least engaged. He then explains to them that we’ve been going strong for over 8 years, and that he wouldn’t be surprised if we were engaged within the year (think he had double motives there lol). They ask him if he’s willing to personally train and bring me up to speed. He agrees.
Update 3: They pick me. Submit my information to corporate across the country so they can extend me an offer. Corporate comes back saying they can’t hire me due to a “potential” conflict of interest due to me dating my girlfriend’s father. He is not a manager, a supervisor, and my role would have shared his title.
I’m devastated. I’m pissed my time and money were wasted. I’m pissed that almost every employee there got their shot with no oil and gas experience but I can’t get mine. All my prior work experience is useless out here. I’m pissed I’m getting trained by a 19 year old at a hardware store right now for $19/hr and a long commute.
My girlfriend wants me to leave negative reviews but I don’t want her father to deal with blowback. Maybe after he retires next year. For now I simply don’t have the energy. To fight the decision, or to keep sending out applications. I’m going to end up a wage slave forever.
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TLDR;
Lost out on a job offer because HR decided weeks after interviewing me that I’m a potential conflict of interest due to me dating another employee’s daughter.

TIFU. I really messed up in one simple way: forgetting that this particular restaurant sells extremely massive burritos. Burritos bigger than my own head. Burritos so huge that even in highschool, when this restaurant was still a tiny food truck, I couldn't even try to finish one. I am gonna be forced to eat these things all day tomorrow....
I still remember when I first saw the little food truck. Tiny. Innocent looking. And I was in search of good food that isn't the cafeteria slop that are as nutritious as cardboard laid out in the sun.
$12 for a burrito? Not... Terrible of a price but good food costs money and I loved quality, still do.
And then I saw it...
The behemoth. The MONSTER. I couldn't even begin to try to finish it. My small depressed self trying to eat such a massive, flower tortilla wrapped delicious delicacy, filled with rice, beans, pico de gallo, cabbage and more. Practically waiting to explode like a grenade that was over filled with gunpowder and needing only a good tap.
When I got home that day my grandma looked at me concerned before seeing me pull the barely even half eaten creation out from my backpack. I had been nibbling on it all day and barely made a dent. She wouldn't touch it because of her dentures and the irritation rice tended cause her when it slipped underneath.
I remember the name I gave those burritos, "Sumo Wrestler Burritos". Huge, massive, both worth and not worth it. Delicious but full of regret.
When the food truck disappeared I was saddened. I looked everywhere for them but I couldn't find it. I had thought that perhaps they didn't get enough recognition and weren't able to compete with the other businesses. This town is full of tradition. Traditional food. Traditional settings. Traditional old New Mexico.
But then a familiar business popped up, same area but in the abandoned building the food truck usually sat by.
The Giant Skillet.
Oh the food was better than ever. They had tacos, deepfried chili peppers, alcohol, merch, more desserts. They used to only have rice crispy treats that were like a large brick. They still were. They even had sushi and salad bowls. But oh... Oh how could I forget the burritos...
Foolishly, after I got home and was told by my stepdad that he and my mom were gonna go to this restaurant for a date, and asked if I wanted anything for both dinner and tomorrow for work. I was craving a burrito.
I asked for two.
Two burritos.
Like a darn fool I forgot. I forgot the one rule that is known about this restaurant. THE ONE RULE THAT I LEARNED SO LONG AGO.
NEVET UNDERESTIMATE THE SIZE OF THEIR BURRITOS.
When they got home I got out my little lunch box and saw them....
Bigger than my head. Heafty. So wide that when I take a bite I might as well have been a small mouse. A humming bird even.
I realized my mistake as memories flooded me of all the times I had to heave one of those burritos back to the high school and all the way home. I swiftly got a cutting board and sliced one in half. Put one half in my lunchbox and the other on a napkin and took it with me to my bedroom where I now sit. And to my horror... I see the mess I left myself in for next to my half burrito was my Nintendo Switch... It was as big as the screen in both width and length.
I am now here. Nibbling away at this monster. Fighting for my life to save my mom from the realization that I had unknowingly caused her to waste $40+ dollars on burritos that I will likely not be able to finish.
I will post a link to the comparison picture in the comments. If allowed. If not you will find it on my profile.
I am full of rice, beans, pico de gallo, cabbage, spices, and flower tortilla. Who knew that regret could taste so good.
I am honestly trying my best to finish it and totally not stalling as I type.
I just hope that this doesn't leave me sick tomorrow. I cannot risk missing work tomorrow because how would I even begin to explain it to my boss?
Oh how far I had fallen...
Like Lucifer, or Icarus, perhaps... perhaps I got cocky. It was what? 8 or 9 years ago since I had one of these? I swear they weren't this big...
They were huge but not... Pyramid Head's great sword huge! Maybe I forgot. Maybe... My frail sanity has finally caught up with me and the past few years truly had shattered my memory even further. Who knows.
What I do know is that I cannot let my mother know that I can't finish this dang thing right now. I'd like state some genuine advice here...
If you happen to find this restaurant. Ever. Do not be like me. Heed the warning.
Do beware, the burritos of this restaurant.
One is enough for the whole family.
I am genuinely trying while trying to not explode before I go to bed. If I survive I'll let you all know if I can.
TL;DR: I ordered two burritos, forgetting that the restaurants burritos are bigger than the League of Legends fan base. Send help.

So I am one year sober and went to celebrate with a couple of my best friends at a barestaurant that offers a non-alcoholic menu that has mock tails. The server mixed up my order with a different table and I ended up getting a drink with tequila in it. I had the tiniest sip of it and realized it was actual alcohol. The bartenders realized they messed up as soon as I looked up and rushed over to apologize and ended up fixing it, but I’m still a little distressed over it. I know that I shouldn’t be hard on myself but I’m feeling blah about it, but I’m proud that my senses kicked in and that I didn’t gulp it back (I was parched). Words of encouragement would be great right now.

I’m hungry

I’m a 34 year female, who always struggled with anxiety, and panic disorder since a child. I had a panic attack on the highway at 19 and was never able to travel further than an hour or 2 backroads since then. But as of recent, just going down to the street to the store creates anxiety for me. I can’t go down certain roads and only feel comfortable with a few specific roads (very near to my house) just last year , I was able to drive by myself backroads to clubs etc that took about 45 minutes. Now just thinking about being too far from my house and being that I can’t even go down roads not that even far worries me. I have a son and the last year has been full of sleepless nights, anxiety, crying and worrying for his future with a mom like me. I try my best to do things with him in the area I’m comfortable with movies, restaurants and his baseball games are close. My husband takes him to the far locations. But I cry almost everyday feeling like a crazy lady who is failing my son. Does anyone with agoraphobia feel comfortable some days on certain roads and other days don’t? I can go 20 minutes one way but not 20 minutes the other way because that way down that specific road freaks me out. I feel so confused and sad every single day about this.

So my POT finally got his negative STD results (which I’ll check in app when I see him in person!) and so I asked about when he’d like to meet again. He said he had his kid so nights work best. I haven’t seen him since April 27th.
I don’t really want to just go straight to intimacy..I’d prefer to get dinner or something first since we’ve still only met once. His wording also made it sound like he wanted me to come to his house. When I told him I prefer hotels until I know someone well, he said “I totally get it but with kid and coordinating babysitting, it’s tougher. If anything, you’ll know my address and i won’t know yours lol”
I know some people don’t have sex even on the second date (first after the m&g). I am okay with it but it just feels too casual. I thought maybe I should suggest waiting until he doesn’t have his kid so that we can go to a restaurant to catch up and then go to a hotel. Thoughts?

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I am a 22 year old female. I just graduated college, and I am staying at home right now to work and save money. I plan to enroll in graduate school in winter 2024, either online or commute. My goal is to move out before I am done with grad school but I have to save up money first.
My family has lived in the same house my whole life, and my parents bought it in the 90s before I was born. It is a VERY small house for my area. It is a little less than 1,000 square foot with 3 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. It is located in a huge neighborhood, with houses all built the same way and it is a middle class, older neighborhood compared to other neighborhoods in my town.
My whole life, my house has had major issues. From plumbing to electrical, you name it. My parents are also hoarders. Not extreme like you see on TV, but we have piles of old books, dvds and vcrs all over the house. We don't even have a DVD or VCR player. Growing up, I prefered to hang out at my friend's houses, because I was embarrassed with my home. As I grew up, I got over it, and my friends were never mean to me about it and we'd make jokes.
However, now that I graduated college I am very concerned about the state of our home. We currently are having plumbing done, which is a major issues. A pipe under our driveway bursted and we are having our driveway torn up in order to fix it. With that, there are various unfinished projects around my house, lights that don't work that my dad has been meaning to fix for years, a broken railing, broken door, etc.
My parents are reaching their 60s and I am concerned. They are hard workers, and they do not deserve this. This house has been a hell hole my whole life. I am extremely thankful that I have a place to live, and my parents help me with school and are great parents, but this situation needs to be addressed. I have tried talking to them about it before, and even offered to clean, throw out old stuff, or start small projects and my dad gets angry and tells me that it isn't my responsibility, or I have no clue what I'm doing. It is very hard for him to throw things away.
My mom is better with the situation, but my dad gets angry with her too when she tries to talk about stuff that needs to be done, or cleaned or thrown away so then we stop talking about it. On top of that, my parents are strictly middle class. Both teachers. Money has always been tight in my family, so we can't hire a professional for every job that needs to be done. My dad is a handyman, but I think that sometimes he thinks he's better than he actually is (and has undiagnosed adhd), because many projects he's done have to be redone or fixed, because he didn't do them correctly, or he didn't finish.
What do you think is the best way to address this situation? Moving is not an option. I am working in restaurants this summer, but I am willing to help my parents clean, paint, move stuff and help pay for projects around the house. My brother and I have talked about this multiple times, and he agrees with me too, but we have no clue how to approach this situation and be successful with making progress on our home.

My best friend Dan (30M) is pissed because I (28M) keep bringing my wife (31F) to our meetups.
A year ago my wife Amy had a hiking “accident” where she broke several bones. I was out on vacation with Dan at the time and only heard about her condition after she went into surgery. She’s healed up now but some things are permanently demanded.
I told Dan that when we hang out I need to bring Amy. She doesn’t bother us at all. If we’re out at a restaurant, she’ll get her own table. If we’re doing things she stays in her own lane. If we’re at my house she stays in the corner absorbed in her book. It’s my boundary.
Dan is pissed because he wanted to hang out one one with me and I said yes we can talk together but my wife has to be in my eyesight. I brought her to the park and she went off to do her own thing while still being in my eyesight.
He called me crazy. He thinks it’s weird and disrespectful of him. I think since I told him my plan it was fine and it was on him to understand my boundary. AITA?

Staying 6 days in June (5 if you count our overnight trip to meteora) Polis Grand Hotel- what neighborhood is this considered? Any considerations/suggestions for being in the area the hotel is in or for the surrounding areas? I’ve read mixed reviews but I won this trip and can’t change my hotel.
We have an overnight trip to Meteora and Delphi.
And a one day sailing/ island trip planned.
I want to see all the ruins and things and go to plaka.
Anything else recommended to get into! Restaurants/ cafes that are a must decently close to the hotel? Is it true the beaches in Athens aren’t good? Couple friendly nightlife?
Kinda at a loss and not sure where to find the best info!
It’s our first overseas trip! Appreciate any and all advice.

6 months ago I worked for a short time at a somewhat upscale restaurant. It was the best job I've ever had in my life and I absolutely loved the environment there and the people I worked with aside from the problems I'm about to dig into here.
I ended up getting let go from this job-- I was a slow learner, and I got let go on performance. I loved my manager and he promised to give me a good review for whatever jobs I look at next, because he said he thought I was a good person. He is the kindest, most thoughtful manager I have ever worked for. When they were letting me go, I asked if I would be able to apply again, and he said yes in 6 months. He was also telling me how optimistic he was that things would work out.
Shortly after leaving the job, my car key went missing, which I have a hunch was due to my S.O.'s mother, but sadly we had no security cameras or proof, so we couldn't just have the cops go to the house looking for the key. Instead I spent a good 5 months unemployed, my S.O. saved up to get my car towed and keys made, all the while we were struggling financially and this all lead up to now- I now have a court date for overdue insurance in June and my license is suspended, and my S.O.'s car just got repoed TODAY!! Needless to say it's been a shitshow.
I absolutely loved the environment I was working in before, and I desperately need a job at the same time (obviously). Since I officially hit the 6 month mark on the 1st, I applied to the place again. I immediately got rejected from the location I worked at. I then applied to another location and got a call to interview tomorrow right after sending the application.
Should I hide the fact that I haven't worked since? On the resume I sent in I listed the establishment as the last place I'd worked, which showed it was 6 months ago, so I was honestly surprised they called.
Ever since getting the keys dealt with again, I technically did recently accept an offer at a place in a near management position which I left after a week of training because I was seeing some red flags that turned out to be PROVEN TRUE 🙃 Such as I still haven't been paid and it's been 3 pay periods now, even though I left, and legaladvice advised to to file a wage complaint.. so who knows what I would have endured there.
Should I mention that I got this position since the title may be impressive? Or is it best to shut my mouth that I had a job that I left that soon?
Now, inevitably they are going to ask me what happened the last time I was at the restaurant. Well, buckle in and get ready to hear a little workplace drama: I was a slow learner at first, i admit it. Once I got the hang of things, though, I REALLY got it, and it honestly was the easiest job in the world to me, and I LOVED doing it when everybody wasn't on my ass. Unfortunately, since I had prior frustrated my coworkers, it got to a point where even when I was doing light-years better, I would still have coworkers be on edge with me and always excessively checking to make sure I had things done, even after I had shown that I had my stuff down pat for a while now. 2 of the coworkers, the most on my ass ones, quit, and the manager assured me it wasn't because of me, but I feel that was a lie because I told them I don't work well under guilt or pressure. Basically I had a day where I broke down to my manager in the office, hysterical crying, telling him that I know how to do things now and that nobody's noticed, and he said that many did and many did not.
Once those 2 were out, I was left with the last coworker I'd be around regularly- and it was this girl who was bitter from being paid $1 less from the rest of us. I KNEW she was going to take this opportunity to be just as on my ass, if not more, than the last two, and honestly, I just didn't have the mental fortitude to deal with it. I don't do well for social games, I don't have the heart for it, and if someone is going to try to frame me for something, I have a bad habit of just letting it happen to get it over with. The girl was already snipping and it's been too long to remember specifics at that point, but I knew she was looking for any wrong thing I did to tell my manager. I wasn't planning on doing anything wrong and I wasn't doing anything wrong, but I had had enough, I felt genuinely just sad, heartbroken that this all had transpired and I didn't have the energy to play workplace drama games with this girl, it's genuinely just not something I like doing. I felt shattered, and terrible that my coworkers quit and it boiled down to the last underpaid girl who I actually liked LESS than the 2 who were most on my ass. Those two girls were actually good girls and I thought they had great allover personalities, I just wished they had cut me some slack once I got used to things. I really had a love-hate relationship with them. But prior to any of this happening, this same underpaid girl had made it known to coworkers that she was already upset with the job and bitter, she had an attitude about it and compared it to working at mcdonalds, but none of this was EVER within management's sight that I'm aware of. So they had no idea that this girl I was now left with has been moping around bitter and not taking this job seriously and always ready to quit and be mad at anything they ask her to do due to her pay for a while now. Thats why I lost my ability to play this game so quickly-- she was very visibly eager to try to dimish my every effort from the jump once the two coworkers left and she felt she had me all to herself and had leverage now, and could easily outsmart and outbeat me. I don't even remember what it was, but I snapped and told her I had covid (I didn't), because I knew she would freak out and ask not to be scheduled with me. I was suspended for 3 days because I caused such an upset with the covid comment and then returned to work. I figured once I said that I'd get in trouble but then it would blow over, and I was hoping they wouldn't schedule me with her any more, since they had just brought in a guy from another department to what my position was and he was REALLY good and I absolutely loved working with and learning from him. So after my 3 days, I go in for my next scheduled shift and I see I'm working with her again, even though I had sent a hotschedule message asking to be scheduled with the guy. Which my manager said was fine, but I couldn't do anything about the already posted next 2 weeks on the schedule, it just isn't a workplace where they will alter it. So once I see her I decided to whip out all of my work in the first hour, and I DID. I went complete horsepower mode and knocked out my whole shifts of work in the first hour, and went and laid down in the back for a second. I knew I may get in trouble for laying down, but I just wanted it to be over. I was exhausted as I had been up all night because a manipulative family member had an episode for the first time in a long time of not having one, waking me up when I needed to sleep for my shift. So when I knocked out all of my work in that one hour, I gave her NO room to talk to me. She was very obviously upset that I wasn't consulting her every 2 seconds and I didn't want to deal with this- it had me kicking my ass into gear to complete all that work so hard, but I knew this was the last time I could deal with this. I broke. So I decided to kind of ask for trouble a second time, after the whole lying about covid ordeal, and kind of laid down in the back.. somewhat on purpose, and somewhat because I was actually tired, because I knew this may be thr last straw where I get fired, and I just wanted it to all be done and over with, I was so sad, I just didn't want to have to work in such a degrading way like this where I am forever indebted to everyone and I have to prove my worth at 100X speed and be the picture perfect worker there, when I was already doing GOOD at that point. Alas, that was the last straw and it was over. And to be fair, just being a slow learner wasn't my only problem. Okay, I'm just going to be honest now. I learned at a decent pace, but my two ACTUAL biggest mistakes were that 1.) I have chronic pain and didn't disclose when I interviewed that I need to be home at a certain time in the evening (9/930 latest) to take a medication that impairs my driving, else I have trouble walking and it really slows me down. 2.) I projected my OCD onto the company and purposely overlapped the floors, making them think I was just a slow learner 😬😬 I did this with employee bathrooms as well. I also sprayed down spots of the employee bathrooms we weren't expected to spray down and was in fact told at first that we're NOT supposed to clean those parts, which gave me the ick and I would secretly spray those parts because they would be common/basic parts. Come to find out later that new guy said that's actually how we WERE supposed to do it.. anyways, at the end of the day during bathroom duties I wouod already be slowing down due to my pain to begin with since my medication wasn't getting into my body at the appropriate time, and on top of THAT, my slowing down was even worse because I was sneakily cleaning these parts of the bathroom that everyone would scold you for cleaning because it took too much time. So therenow you know the truth, i was contemplating just baring it all, so there it is. How in HEAVENS am I to explain this tomorrow? Since the manager said he would give me a good reference anywhere, should I assume he is also going to do that for me to the same restaurant of another location nearby? I am scared of putting my foot in my mouth, because what if I TL;DR the truth for them or tell them that I was bad, only for the manager to say I was great, and then it looks weird and I don't get hired, or, what if I lie and tell them I was great but the manager tells THIS place the truth, since it is the same chain? Basically what if his offer to give me a good reference only extends to external places unassociated with the company? Since I was rejected IMMEDIATELY after sending the resume into my prior location, I worry that the restaurant may hear the entire lowdown on what's happened. How should I navigate this? Another thing is now that the one car is suspended and one is repoed as of today, my S.O. and I are living with a relative, so that relative has to drive us around, so I'd have to leave around 4:30-5pm until he can get the car back, or until I pay my insurance AND get the okay from the state that I am officially unsuspended, because he needs toe dropped off at work around 6-630, he works graveyard. Basically the relative would have to drop me off to work, come and get me with him when I'm off my shift, and drop him off (I doubt she would let him use the car alone). Unless I'm thinking about this wrong, which I admit, my mind is currently overflooded and overwhelmed with what to do.

Posting a full update here! After getting an in person appointment today for DOT of 6/3 (tomorrow), I have secured my passport!! More accurate timeline below and more about my experience at the Los Angeles Passport Agency:
4/21: Mailed my passport renewal (DS 82) with routine service and 1-2 day shipping for delivery
4/24: Arrived to Irving TX processing center
4/26: DOS received application and it’s in process
5/22: Realize I need to expedite so I call the NPIC number and they take my card information. They tell me to call back starting 5/26 for an in person appointment. I got my first passport as a teen so had no idea what these appointments were and that they were so hard to get
5/26: I call NPIC and of course they say they don’t have any appointments. My application is still in process at the New Orleans passport agency (locator 42). This is the Friday before Memorial Day so I figure not much else to do until after the holiday.
During this weekend I start to comb through Reddit threads and this is where I learn I can contact my congressmen to help with the passport process (I never knew they could help with this sort of stuff)
5/30: I email and call my congressmen’s office (Jimmy Lopez in LA) and fill out their forms. They get back to me same day and say they will put in the congressional inquiry and if that won’t speed up the process they will try and get me an appointment. I also call NPIC to check on appointments and none avail still. I also call locator 42 directly and tell them NPIC marked my app as urgent, that I got a congressional inquiry and my DOT is 6/3 but the customer service agent is extremely unhelpful
5/31: I call my congressman’s office again and let them know how unhelpful locator 42 is and they end up getting me an appointment to go in person to my local passport agency in LA on 6/2. Even though I mailed in my old passport with my application and don’t have access to my birth certificate, the guy in the office assures me to go the appointment and just bring anything I have that could work as proof of citizenship. Folks on Reddit threads also calmed my nerves since ppl said they just went with other things other than their birth certificate and were able to still be seen.
6/1: I try one last ditch effort to call locator 42 and I actually get a really nice lady who says she’ll do what she can and she marked my app as urgent but that it probably won’t make much of a difference since the next day is Friday/ the weekend is coming up and my travel is so soon.
6/2: Day of in person appointment in LA! Had a 7:30am appt. I brought my filled out DS-82 app (renewal), copy of my previous passport, passport photo, State ID (mine is from NY state), flight and hotel confirmation, and for safety I brought my apartment lease and SSN card lol but I didn’t need those in the end. I arrived at 7:20 and the line was already long. They didn’t let ppl in til closer to 8am. The line moved so slow it wasn’t until 10:30am that I was seen. At the last minute I was diverted away from the line going inside the building and through security and to one of their windows they use for will call outside. I give in my documents and am told to come back between 1:30 and 3. I come back around 12:45 and the line for pick up is even longer. I get to the front around 2:30p and they tell me my passport isn’t ready yet so I have to go inside. Inside there’s a room full of people waiting for their passports to print. I wait on a smaller line and when I get to the front they take my receipt and tell me to wait in the waiting area for then to call my name. They call my name around 4pm, hand me my passport and I’m off!
Hopefully this is helpful for someone out there as I was losing all hope. This thread definitely helped keep me sane and I wish everyone the best of luck if they are trying to get their passports, keep pushing through!

6 months ago I worked for a short time at a somewhat upscale restaurant. It was the best job I've ever had in my life and I absolutely loved the environment there and the people I worked with aside from the problems I'm about to dig into here.
I ended up getting let go from this job-- I was a slow learner, and I got let go on performance. I loved my manager and he promised to give me a good review for whatever jobs I look at next, because he said he thought I was a good person. He is the kindest, most thoughtful manager I have ever worked for. When they were letting me go, I asked if I would be able to apply again, and he said yes in 6 months. He was also telling me how optimistic he was that things would work out.
Shortly after leaving the job, my car key went missing, which I have a hunch was due to my S.O.'s mother, but sadly we had no security cameras or proof, so we couldn't just have the cops go to the house looking for the key. Instead I spent a good 5 months unemployed, my S.O. saved up to get my car towed and keys made, all the while we were struggling financially and this all lead up to now- I now have a court date for overdue insurance in June and my license is suspended, and my S.O.'s car just got repoed TODAY!! Needless to say it's been a shitshow.
I absolutely loved the environment I was working in before, and I desperately need a job at the same time (obviously). Since I officially hit the 6 month mark on the 1st, I applied to the place again. I immediately got rejected from the location I worked at. I then applied to another location and got a call to interview tomorrow right after sending the application.
Should I hide the fact that I haven't worked since? On the resume I sent in I listed the establishment as the last place I'd worked, which showed it was 6 months ago, so I was honestly surprised they called.
Ever since getting the keys dealt with again, I technically did recently accept an offer at a place in a near management position which I left after a week of training because I was seeing some red flags that turned out to be PROVEN TRUE 🙃 Such as I still haven't been paid and it's been 3 pay periods now, even though I left, and legaladvice advised to to file a wage complaint.. so who knows what I would have endured there.
Should I mention that I got this position since the title may be impressive? Or is it best to shut my mouth that I had a job that I left that soon?
Now, inevitably they are going to ask me what happened the last time I was at the restaurant. Well, buckle in and get ready to hear a little workplace drama: I was a slow learner at first, i admit it. Once I got the hang of things, though, I REALLY got it, and it honestly was the easiest job in the world to me, and I LOVED doing it when everybody wasn't on my ass. Unfortunately, since I had prior frustrated my coworkers, it got to a point where even when I was doing light-years better, I would still have coworkers be on edge with me and always excessively checking to make sure I had things done, even after I had shown that I had my stuff down pat for a while now. 2 of the coworkers, the most on my ass ones, quit, and the manager assured me it wasn't because of me, but I feel that was a lie because I told them I don't work well under guilt or pressure. Basically I had a day where I broke down to my manager in the office, hysterical crying, telling him that I know how to do things now and that nobody's noticed, and he said that many did and many did not.
Once those 2 were out, I was left with the last coworker I'd be around regularly- and it was this girl who was bitter from being paid $1 less from the rest of us. I KNEW she was going to take this opportunity to be just as on my ass, if not more, than the last two, and honestly, I just didn't have the mental fortitude to deal with it. I don't do well for social games, I don't have the heart for it, and if someone is going to try to frame me for something, I have a bad habit of just letting it happen to get it over with. The girl was already snipping and it's been too long to remember specifics at that point, but I knew she was looking for any wrong thing I did to tell my manager. I wasn't planning on doing anything wrong and I wasn't doing anything wrong, but I had had enough, I felt genuinely just sad, heartbroken that this all had transpired and I didn't have the energy to play workplace drama games with this girl, it's genuinely just not something I like doing. I felt shattered, and terrible that my coworkers quit and it boiled down to the last underpaid girl who I actually liked LESS than the 2 who were most on my ass. Those two girls were actually good girls and I thought they had great allover personalities, I just wished they had cut me some slack once I got used to things. I really had a love-hate relationship with them. But prior to any of this happening, this same underpaid girl had made it known to coworkers that she was already upset with the job and bitter, she had an attitude about it and compared it to working at mcdonalds, but none of this was EVER within management's sight that I'm aware of. So they had no idea that this girl I was now left with has been moping around bitter and not taking this job seriously and always ready to quit and be mad at anything they ask her to do due to her pay for a while now. Thats why I lost my ability to play this game so quickly-- she was very visibly eager to try to dimish my every effort from the jump once the two coworkers left and she felt she had me all to herself and had leverage now, and could easily outsmart and outbeat me. I don't even remember what it was, but I snapped and told her I had covid (I didn't), because I knew she would freak out and ask not to be scheduled with me. I was suspended for 3 days because I caused such an upset with the covid comment and then returned to work. I figured once I said that I'd get in trouble but then it would blow over, and I was hoping they wouldn't schedule me with her any more, since they had just brought in a guy from another department to what my position was and he was REALLY good and I absolutely loved working with and learning from him. So after my 3 days, I go in for my next scheduled shift and I see I'm working with her again, even though I had sent a hotschedule message asking to be scheduled with the guy. Which my manager said was fine, but I couldn't do anything about the already posted next 2 weeks on the schedule, it just isn't a workplace where they will alter it. So once I see her I decided to whip out all of my work in the first hour, and I DID. I went complete horsepower mode and knocked out my whole shifts of work in the first hour, and went and laid down in the back for a second. I knew I may get in trouble for laying down, but I just wanted it to be over. I was exhausted as I had been up all night because a manipulative family member had an episode for the first time in a long time of not having one, waking me up when I needed to sleep for my shift. So when I knocked out all of my work in that one hour, I gave her NO room to talk to me. She was very obviously upset that I wasn't consulting her every 2 seconds and I didn't want to deal with this- it had me kicking my ass into gear to complete all that work so hard, but I knew this was the last time I could deal with this. I broke. So I decided to kind of ask for trouble a second time, after the whole lying about covid ordeal, and kind of laid down in the back.. somewhat on purpose, and somewhat because I was actually tired, because I knew this may be thr last straw where I get fired, and I just wanted it to all be done and over with, I was so sad, I just didn't want to have to work in such a degrading way like this where I am forever indebted to everyone and I have to prove my worth at 100X speed and be the picture perfect worker there, when I was already doing GOOD at that point. Alas, that was the last straw and it was over. And to be fair, just being a slow learner wasn't my only problem. Okay, I'm just going to be honest now. I learned at a decent pace, but my two ACTUAL biggest mistakes were that 1.) I have chronic pain and didn't disclose when I interviewed that I need to be home at a certain time in the evening (9/930 latest) to take a medication that impairs my driving, else I have trouble walking and it really slows me down. 2.) I projected my OCD onto the company and purposely overlapped the floors, making them think I was just a slow learner 😬😬 I did this with employee bathrooms as well. I also sprayed down spots of the employee bathrooms we weren't expected to spray down and was in fact told at first that we're NOT supposed to clean those parts, which gave me the ick and I would secretly spray those parts because they would be common/basic parts. Come to find out later that new guy said that's actually how we WERE supposed to do it.. anyways, at the end of the day during bathroom duties I wouod already be slowing down due to my pain to begin with since my medication wasn't getting into my body at the appropriate time, and on top of THAT, my slowing down was even worse because I was sneakily cleaning these parts of the bathroom that everyone would scold you for cleaning because it took too much time. So therenow you know the truth, i was contemplating just baring it all, so there it is. How in HEAVENS am I to explain this tomorrow? Since the manager said he would give me a good reference anywhere, should I assume he is also going to do that for me to the same restaurant of another location nearby? I am scared of putting my foot in my mouth, because what if I TL;DR the truth for them or tell them that I was bad, only for the manager to say I was great, and then it looks weird and I don't get hired, or, what if I lie and tell them I was great but the manager tells THIS place the truth, since it is the same chain? Basically what if his offer to give me a good reference only extends to external places unassociated with the company? Since I was rejected IMMEDIATELY after sending the resume into my prior location, I worry that the restaurant may hear the entire lowdown on what's happened. How should I navigate this? Another thing is now that the one car is suspended and one is repoed as of today, my S.O. and I are living with a relative, so that relative has to drive us around, so I'd have to leave around 4:30-5pm until he can get the car back, or until I pay my insurance AND get the okay from the state that I am officially unsuspended, because he needs toe dropped off at work around 6-630, he works graveyard. Basically the relative would have to drop me off to work, come and get me with him when I'm off my shift, and drop him off (I doubt she would let him use the car alone). Unless I'm thinking about this wrong, which I admit, my mind is currently overflooded and overwhelmed with what to do.

TL;DR: My girlfriend sometimes can be insecure and blame me for small things, causing bigger fights. It strains our relationship even though I think both of us are trying our best. Would like advice on how to stop these arguments from happening as often.
Okay, so don't get me wrong. I really really love my girlfriend. We have an amazing relationship and she satisfies me emotionally, physically, sexually, romantically, etc. Basically in every way possible. We've been dating for about ~2 years now and I can say that I'm relatively happy, we moved in a few months ago. Both of us work full-time but we're on slightly different schedules. I'm not looking to break up with her.
I just don't know what to do sometimes when she gets insecure over our relationship about me. I've always been pretty confident and I think that was one of the things that she liked about me when we first got together so I don't know if it's just because I can't understand where she's coming from.
Like there will be instances where I'll go ahead and order food and she'll get sad because I didn't consult her first because she thinks that it means that I don't want her opinion anymore. Or when I text our mutual friends in our grouptext when she's at work and she'll come home in a bad mood because she feels like I was purposefully leaving her out. Sometimes she gives me the silent treatment for a day or two and I have to really pry at her to try to get her to tell me what's wrong.
This was happening even before we moved in together BTW, it didn't get worse or anything but it's definitely more tiring now because I'm exposed to it more I think.
For example our most recent fight was because my mom had asked me to pick something up and I forgot to tell her until the morning of. She was really upset, told me that I wasn't thinking about her and that she was sad that I'd done things without her knowing about it and that she had been left out again. I admitted and said sorry because I did forget to tell her, but also said that I would be back in an hour and it was while she was at work anyway. So she wouldn't be missing out on much.
She gave me the silent treatment for the rest of the day, didn't text me all afternoon and was really quiet during dinner. I comforted her a lot and I offered to pay for a more expensive restaurant or go on extra dates later in the week to make up for it but maybe I did too little because she brought it up again yesterday.
I love her a lot and I've made a lot of compromises to try to make her feel better, like making sure to always check in on her at work, comforting her when she wants to talk, giving her space when she doesn't, etc. Stuff that anyone else would do. Always tell her that I love her and making time for her even if I'm tired from work to make sure that she knows that I really want her in my life.
But I'm at a loss if I can do anything more or if I just need to get used to it. I used to be really bad about telling her plans in advance but I think that I've gotten better at it over time, I consult with her as much as I can and check in way more often with her about what I am doing. I admit that sometimes I can get irritated because I don't see problems where she does but I try my best not to show it, sometimes I am petty too and give her the silent treatment or talk aggressively but I know this is wrong and I'm trying to work on this.
She admits she has been diagnosed with anxiety before too so it's not just me saying things. I think she also used to get therapy but she definitely doesn't anymore. I said a lot of bad things here that make our relationship seem worse than it is but she really is a good girlfriend, just clingy.
Any advice for how to approach this and stop us from fighting as much? Or if anyone else has been in a relationship where one person is more emotionally needy than the other?

Ive been going out with a girl and our dates have been incredible, and she has expressed the same feelings. Today was our 6th date and we made ourselves official on the 29th. And, we have been taking things slow barely passing 1st base ( kissing and stuff we have been doin ). Before our date began I told her we needed to make a pit stop at my moms so I can pick something up it was near the restaurant we were going to, no she did not meet anybody. But immediately after she saw my moms house there was a distant mood change ( its not in the best area ). After that we continued on to our date which I thought was fun, she didnt act strange so I thought. After we got done with everything we came back to my house and thats where I started to notice a difference. And, when I started to try and talk to see if I did something wrong she denied that everything was fine but still I felt that it wasnt and tried to explain why I brought it up in the first place… So I explained that my ex was super manipulative and that im scared to put myself out there ( not the best thing to say I know ). After that we talked it seemed like the preassure was off and we just started cuddling and kissing again. I dropped her off and she still just hasnt even texted me which isnt normal, im scared I messed up or idk if im overreacting I really like this girl and this is the first time I started to date again in awhile. Oh and P.s this girl seems to come from money and is pretty sheltered tbh.

If I make a mistake or get critiqued or micromanaged at all by management, my anxiety ramps up, the self loathing starts and I become more error prone which makes everything much worse. And then I end up looking more stupid every minute.
Like today I came in for my 3rd shift at a Chinese restaurant. Easy stuff.. it’s like food court Chinese type of restaurant. Last week apparently my drawer was off by $15 somehow. I think it was because I was counting money with gloves that were too big for me. They let me know right off the bat and my confidence started sinking. Then if I used the technically wrong box for crab rangoons (it still works, just a larger box or bag than they wanted me to use so they save money), they would point it out. I went to hand someone their grubhub order and forgot the napkins, forks, etc and to tape the receipt on it because I was stressed and was trying to get them out the door.
My manager just watched me use the cash register.. I know how to use a cash register…. felt so stupid. I just wanted to say “I know how to use a freaking register”
I can’t seem to help it. I’m trying my best to play it cool, but if I’m anxious, even a little bit, I become a lot more error prone and it spirals from there. How to deal with this? I am so sensitive to criticism and being watched.

Hello everyone,
Hoping to get advice - Since March, my best friend John and I have been planning a trip to Spain together for this August. We were planning to go to Barcelona, Ibiza and Mallorca. Since we are travelling in the summer, we wanted to book everything early to get the best rates. We agreed to book our flights separately and since I’m the planner of the group, I booked our accommodations with his encouragement and assurance that he would pay me back by June 1st when my credit card is due. For our 2 week trip, he owes me a total of $1800.
At the beginning of last week, I sent him a nice reminder asking if he could transfer the money for accommodations and he responded two days later with a thumbs-up emoji. That same week, he also told me that he only booked the flight to Barcelona and not the other island flights that he told me he booked a month ago. He said he had to clear off money from his credit card before he booked those flights. This made me a bit nervous but I shrugged it off. It’s now after June 1st and I haven’t received any money. I’ve sent him reminders and he makes it seem like he’s gonna pay but the day/night passes and I haven’t received anything.
I told him I really need his portion of the accommodations so that I can use that money for other expenses. Anyway, I don’t feel good about this, especially since it’s so much money. Luckily, we’re early enough that I can cancel our accommodations and re-book on my own. We booked 2 bedroom AIR BNBs and I can easily just get a 1 bedroom. Would I be the asshole for telling him that since I haven’t received his payment by the deadline that I have had to cancel our accommodations as I can’t afford to pay for everything on my own? I am happy to go on a solo trip to Spain if need be. I’m also ok with us not staying together and just meeting up/touring together if it means that he is responsible for paying his own accommodations. I’m trying to be financially responsible and reasonable at the same time but I don’t feel comfortable about him owing me so much money. If money was an issue, I wish he was up front and honest with me before booking but he kept on saying “That’s a great deal - book it right now” and talking about spending all this money on fine dining restaurants. Anyway, I would love to hear your advice redditors. Thank you in advance.

Scenario: Loid Forger, otherwise known as Agent Twilight has signed up for a few unorthodox extra missions- and is using family vacation time as his cover. With his loving pretend wife Yor Forger, and their daughter Anya Forger having her own goals for this vacation, the group set off for a fun summer vacation- with Bond Forger coming along for the ride. Can this family complete their missions without revealing their true natures to each other?
Round One: Stopping in Danville to get some fresh air, Yor and Anya stretch their legs and take Bond for a walk downtown, while Agent Twilight fills in for a legendary agent; Perry the Platypus. Can Agent Twilight neutralize Doctor Doofenshmirtz? He's not allowed access to any lethal gear; and uses Perry's kit for the entire fight. The fight takes place in the center of downtown proper; with Loid using a Bond-Man costume to cover himself. Can he get through Doof's traps, stop Doof, and convince the crowd (and Yor by extension) that this is all one big show?
Round Two: Thankfully- or unthankfully for Loid, Yor's bought everyone tickets to a late night showing of Wrestlemania. As Loid skulks off to begin his own mission- to infiltrate WWE as a new wrestler and knock out the Undertaker to prevent a fixed bet, Mike Tyson in his prime marches into the parking lot and challenges the crowd outside- at which point, Anya nominates her mother. Can Yor beat Mike Tyson in a fair, non-lethal bout and get to her seat on time before Loid gets back from his attempt to subdue the Undertaker backstage?
Round Three: Anya's feeling quite peckish, and begs her parents to take her to a pizza restaurant for lunch. However, upon arriving at Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria, a vision from Bond shows her that a man in a rabbit costume plans to kill five children; herself included. Can Anya get her parents to stop William Afton's killing spree before it begins without giving herself away? Loid is well aware of the company's general scumminess, and Yor's dotingly watching her now very worried daughter doing her best to conceal herself in the ball pit.

It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark, when out of the blue, my wife called me at work. "We're going to Niagara Falls for the weekend. I got us an awesome deal!"
We had both been working at our first "full-fledged" jobs for a year and had reached that moment after graduation when you suddenly realize you can't make that impact on the world your student enthusiasm once promised. At first, I just sighed. It was the dead of January, and I had already expended all my energy on a week of inconsequential stress. I just wanted to collapse on the couch for two days. Sarah felt a similar weary exhaustion. I could tell. Her tone was more hopeful than excited, but she had dreaded the routine we were sinking into and was trying her best to pull us free.
I looked to the ceiling and adjusted my telephone headset. At that time I was working at Stats Canada on the tele-query desk. I took a deep breath and, as convincingly as possible, said, "Sounds good." I don't think she bought it, but we went nonetheless.
This was Niagara Falls before the casinos when there was a very distinct off-season. When we got to the hotel, we were given the details of our "lovers' special". One dinner to be used either Friday or Saturday, two breakfasts, a roll of tokens for the arcade, 10% off some "4D" movie ride experience, and a 2-for-1 coupon to Max Tussaud's. I guessed it was Madame's nephew? We also got a bottle of sparkling wine in our room and chocolate treats on our pillows. I was impressed. It sounded good.
When we got into our room and saw the "bottle" of wine - basically an aeroplane-sized glass and half - and the chocolates - "fun wrapped" Oh Henry's left over from Halloween - we both started to laugh. The tone for two wonderful days had been set. We decided to cash in on our dinner coupon right away.
The restaurant off the lobby had hopes of being better. There were huge panoramic windows that promised a view of the gorge. Unfortunately, they had some winter moisture problems that day, and it felt like we were defrosting amid the dripping streaks and foggy patches. The decor was your standard booths and tables though the "romantic" lighting was unique. Dollar store battery-powered tea lights were lodged inside thick tumbler glasses and shed a muted pleasantness in a "what a great idea for a craft" sort of way. I had a feeling they were created by our waitress since she was the one who always seemed to be fussing with them. Only one other couple was in the dining room, so she attended to us immediately.
"Can I get you something to start?"
"Sure." "Thank you, that would be nice." We both responded simultaneously.
"And what would the lady like this evening?"
Sarah smiled at the flattery. "I think I'll have a glass of white wine." She glanced over at me to see my reaction. This was a subtle cue of the mood to follow. Diet Coke was usually the beverage of choice. She didn't normally drink alcohol. One glass numbed her nose and made her giggle far too easily. When she did drink, however, it meant she was comfortable with my company and open to anything to follow. I raised my eyebrows in a debonair way.
"And for the gentleman?"
"Do you have Foster's on tap?"
"Yes we do."
"I'll have a pint please."
Sarah smiled at the happy memories I invoked. At university, Foster's was my signature beer. It was at a time when Crocodile Dundee was a known name, and Australia was inexplicably cool. 15 cent buffalo wings and a pitcher of Foster's was the Tuesday night special at the London Arms pub. There the Classics Club would meet and, as a group, circle the wagons and drink ourselves into extroverts.
As soon as the waitress left, Sarah smiled at me. She reached out and held my hand across the table. With my gaze on hers, she slipped her foot from her shoe and slowly began sliding it up my pant leg.
"I got a pedicure this morning." She announced seductively.
I nodded and pretended I didn't notice her invitation. "What colour?" I asked.
"I'm not telling." She teased. "You'll just have to find out later." Her devious little smile was gorgeous.
"Mmmm. I can't wait."
When the waitress returned with our drinks, we immediately retreated to our personal spaces as if we had been discovered by the chaperone. Sarah opened the menu and began to salivate at the variety.
"Can we add an appetizer to the package dinner?" Her question seemed innocent enough.
"You're on the package?" Our friendly waitress disappeared, and we were no longer a lady or a gentleman. She ripped the menu out of Sarah's hand and took mine before I had even opened it. She then scurried to her podium and brought back a tattered, grease-stained, photocopied page that we had to share. We both burst out laughing.
The waitress was flustered that we were not as bothered as she was. "The drinks are NOT included!"
"What choices do we have?" I asked, expecting the usual chicken or fish. I had been on many packages before with my parents.
"Coffee or tea." The waitress snapped.
Sarah and I looked at each other in amused disbelief.
"I'll have coffee please." I didn't even flinch at the ridiculously limited package. I was eager to get my order in early.
"And I'll have the tea!" Sarah followed my lead. "Can I have some milk with that?"
"Yes." The waitress snarled.
"Fantastic!" I enthused.
"Yes, great! I'm glad we got the package, Honey." Sarah joked.
The waitress stormed off and returned sometime later with our lettuce-only salads drowned in Kraft's Italian dressing and our chewy chicken dinners, which she had thoughtfully allowed to cool. She tossed the plates on the table and left us to peacefully devour our deal. We didn't see her again until we requested the bill. For some reason, we found it amusing to leave a generous tip, which of course, defeated the purpose of the package, but we didn't care. It was fun.
The rest of the holiday was marred with similar off-season products and services. The wax museum was only half open, so we couldn't see the pop stars of the seventies. I didn't think it was a problem, but Sarah pouted playfully. She really wanted to see young Bowie. Meanwhile, the arcade was particularly stingy about spitting out coupons. So much so that Mike, the scraggly-haired repair guy, ended up escorting us from game to game and repairing the devices on demand. In no time, he was acting like an old drinking buddy. He joked and laughed, then, out of the blue, revealed that working at the Niagara Falls Fun Centre wasn't his career choice, that his dream was to be part of a travelling carnival. He desperately wanted to see more of the world, he explained and socialize with a greater variety of "wildlife." Mike winked at Sarah to punctuate his meaning, then began advising her on which games to play.
Sarah was partial to Skee ball and clearly had career potential in the sport, but Mike quickly pointed out that the token-to-coupon payout was not the best. In a furtive whisper, he revealed that The Storm Stopper was your best bet, provided the arcade had left it on its original factory settings. He assured us the ones here were "cool." The game had lights that ran around the outside in opposite directions and you had to hit the button at just the right spot to win. It looked impossible, but Mike was right; if you calculated tokens in versus coupons won, it was the best deal. It only took a little practice to win a minor jackpot every 5 or 6 times.
We would cheer each win as if Toronto had won the Stanley Cup. I would give a quick fist pump and a full lung "Yes!" while Sarah would jump up and down screaming, "WhoooHooo!" Of course, in the end, when we cashed in, "Mike's secret" only bumped us up from a key-chain flashlight to a "deluxe" nail beauty set. Mind you, it did come complete with clippers, scissors, a file AND a cuticle scraper. Not only that, it was all neatly packaged in a paisley-patterned pink and green plastic vinyl case. Mike was so pleased to give us our prize and to be honest, we were thrilled to win it if only to see his broad chicletted smile. It was more of a trophy than a grooming set.
That night, I made reservations for us at a fancy Chinese food restaurant - the Bamboo Garden. When we arrived, we had half-expected renovations of some sort. Instead, the place was immaculate. Gentle pools teeming with goldfish highlighted the epic black and red Ming dynasty decor. Real candles flickered on crisp white tablecloths. Again, the restaurant was virtually ours. The reservations on my part were entirely unnecessary. In fact, as soon as we entered, they knew us by name and guided us directly to our table. A live lounge piano caressed the air, its notes danced vaguely around familiar harmonies until finally, as if prompted by our presence, a song emerged immediately accompanied by the velvet voice of oriental karaoke. It was our song remastered

I've been working on this roster for a week now. It's been improving based on some feedback from users. After doing some realization, I decided to make 5 randomized versions of this roster, which has algorithmic/random-based player progressions. This way, depending on the save you chose, the younger players progress differently, and is less predictable.
Basic Infos:

• Based on Madden 08 PC Updated Rosters
• Includes all 2023 NFL Draftees on rosters
• Recent cuts like DeAndre Hopkins are included
• Salaries and Contract info based on OverTheCap.com with adjustment for PGM Cap (~80% of real life numbers)
• Fixed a lot of skin color mismatches from base roster
• 2175-ish player database - this is more than original PGM game database.

GitHub Link: https://github.com/antdroidx/pocketgm3-rostetree/main
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Roster Notes:

• Rosters are based on MADDEN ratings. No user intervention. All math-based.
• For skill ratings that do not have a 1:1 match, I did some sort of weighted average of various available attributes to come up with a skill rating based on that.
• You will notice that team overall values are low to begin with. They are still relative to each other, so in a way, its still a fair game, and the statistics after simming a season back this up. Teams will progress upward in overall at around the same rate as well. So despite it being a lower overall rating, it still is a well-balanced roster.
• Since the season start is 2022, every player's drafted year is 1 year off. i.e. 2023 class is 2022 in the game, 2022 = 2021, etc.
• I am still trying to balance the high sack totals ;(
• Skin colors should be relatively accurate.
• Face/Hair are somewhat randomized -- tried to match Madden as best as possible using lookup tables
• Some teams are over the cap to begin with. Example: Buffalo, NY Jets. They may cut Josh Allen and Aaron Rodgers, but you can just reload and eventually they won't make that roster cut.
• EVERY team has 55 players on the roster to begin with. You'll need to pick 2 players to cut.
• Rookies may start off low, but will progress over-time. The algorithm used is loosely this:

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=IFERROR(INT(IF(E6<27,RANDBETWEEN(0,((224-W6)/4)^0.8/(27-E6))+RANDBETWEEN(0,(V6-2018)),0)),0) W6: Draft Pick Number E6: Age V6: Year Drafted into NFL The basic gist is the potential value is first based on a random number between 0 and X. X is the draft position split into every 8th pick. i.e. top 8 of each draft has more potential, then 9-16, etc. This value value is then divided by the Age, because as you get older, your potential should drop. The second half of the equation is another random number between 0 and Y, where Y is the year drafted - 2018. The total of X + Y is your player growth value. Since both parts are slightly random-based, it's not totally a static growth and predictable. To make it more random, I made 5 different json's with randomization occurring each time. 

This Post is in response to the ongoing allegations against Once Upon a Time in France and co-owner Melvil Arnt. Once Upon a Time in France has thoroughly reviewed and investigated the allegations in the May 31, 2023 Reddit post by DivineIdylle and takes them very seriously. Once Upon a Time in France has been unable to confirm the identity of the original poster or the individual he or she is posting on behalf. We welcome the original poster and this individual to reach out to its representatives to discuss these allegations in detail. Recognizing the sensitivity of this matter, Once Upon a Time in France has provided an email address below that is accessed and monitored only by legal representatives of Once Upon a Time in France to provide a safe and secure outlet for the original poster and individual, should they wish to come forward.
Once Upon a Time in France considers the health and safety of its customers and staff as its top priority. The allegations regarding health code violations in the 5/31/2023 Reddit post are completely false. Once Upon a Time in France has not and will never serve roadkill to customers. We wish to clarify several of the allegations in the post directly: · There was an accident with a previous sous chef concerning a steak that fell on the floor. His actions were unacceptable and management addressed the incident directly with the sous chef as soon as they were made aware of the incident. The sous chef no longer works at Once Upon a Time in France. · The video of the insects is the result of an infestation of a piece of food (exterior from our restaurant) that was left by accident in our outside storage unit by a member of our team and was cleaned as soon as it was seen. No other incident of the sort has ever happened in nearly 4 years of operation. We are routinely inspected by the TN Department of Health. On March 9 2023 the TN Department of Health gave Once Upon a Time in France a health score of 97. This and all previous health inspection reports can be found at https://inspections.myhealthdepartment.com/tennessee. In addition, the TN Department of Health conducted a surprise inspection of Once Upon a Time in France on May 17, 2023 and also one on June 1, 2023 and the inspector concluded there were no violations anywhere on or around the premises including no infestation of insects or improperly stored meat. Finally, Once Upon a Time in France contracts with a pest control company to routinely maintain the restaurant. Once Upon a Time in France opened for business in East Nashville in December 2019 by Melvil Arnt and his family and has since served over 78,000 customers.
We have earned a reputation as a friendly small neighborhood bistro that is French family owned and operated and serves authentic traditional French food. Once Upon a Time in France is an establishment that is recognized for the quality of its service and menu offerings resulting in Once Upon a Time in France being voted Best New Bistro in the Nashville Scene’s Best of Nashville 2020 and Best Restaurant in Nashville 2022.
In an effort to not cause further trauma to the original poster, the only comment Once Upon a Time in France wishes to make is that all of the allegations concerning sexual harassment and inappropriate conduct are factually incorrect.
Once Upon a Time in France encourages the original poster and individual to email Once Upon a Time in France’s legal representative as indicated below.
If you have been a loyal customer, if you had a great experience at our restaurant and recognize it for being a genuine and safe neighborhood bistro please continue to support us.
Email: [email protected]

I was on my way to Best Asian when I and a bunch of other motorists got held up by a motorcycle parade known as the Toy Run. They were making me late so I thought I was getting a contract violation because of them. I called the police's non-emergency line to get them to explain why there was a motorcycle parade. The officer told me it was the toy run, but didn't know how many motorcycles were in the parade nor when it'll finish. I asked is there a way around; anything I can do?
He said to contact my employer to let then know the situation and they should be understanding.
I didn't contact Doordash about it, but I let the lady at the restaurant know I was held up by the Toy Run and she was understanding.
The delivery was completed without incident and I didn't get violated. Whew!