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2023.06.03 19:49 Neat_Peak1878 Assaulted by co worker, serious injury, suspended pending “investigation” despite multiple witnesses, can feel it coming that I’ll be fired. Will I have a case for wrongful termination?
I have been employed at this factory in Tennessee for 2.5 years now (non union). We bring in temps from a staffing agency, then after 90 days we either hire them on or let them go. It is constantly short staffed due to a high turnover rate and just about weekly you see a new face or faces.
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
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A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
2023.06.03 19:48 DanielJMMW7002 26th Plenary Meeting Of 14th SPA Standing Committee Of DPRK Held Pyongyang, June 3rd
 | 26th Plenary Meeting of 14th SPA Standing Committee of DPRK Held Pyongyang, June 3 (KCNA) -- The 26th Plenary Meeting of the 14th Standing Committee of the Supreme People's Assembly (SPA) of the DPRK took place at the Mansudae Assembly Hall on Friday. submitted by DanielJMMW7002 to KFAuk [link] [comments] Choe Ryong Hae, member of the Presidium of the Political Bureau of the Central Committee of the Workers' Party of Korea, first vice-president of the State Affairs Commission of the DPRK and chairman of the Standing Committee of the SPA, presided over the meeting. Attending the meeting were Vice-chairmen Kang Yun Sok and Kim Ho Chol, Secretary General Ko Kil Son and other members of the SPA Standing Committee. Present as observers were officials concerned of the SPA Standing Committee, the Secretariat of the Cabinet, ministries and national institutions. Agenda items included the issue of amending and supplementing the Law of the DPRK on Land Administration Planning, the Law on Tideland Reclamation, the Law on Supplying Drinking Water and the Law on Sewage Treatment and the issue of recalling and electing judges of the Central Court of the DPRK. There was a report on the basic contents of draft laws deliberated at the Legislation Committee of the SPA. Newly stipulated in the Law on Land Administration Planning and the Law on Tideland Reclamation are the issue of putting land administration planning on a scientific and IT basis by introducing new scientific and technological achievements into the land administration planning sector, the issue of regulating the institution for examining the master plan for land development and the application for land development and resources development and the issues arising in dynamically pushing forward the tideland reclamation, including study and design of tideland, supply of equipment and materials and survey of tideland, as a nationwide undertaking. The contents related to basic principle of the law, construction and management of drinking water facilities and production, supply and use of domestic water were subdivided and elaborated in the Law on Supplying Drinking Water, and articles of the Law on Sewage Treatment related to the management of the sewage treatment facilities and the disposal of waste water were amended and supplemented. The plenary meeting studied and deliberated the agenda items and adopted such decrees of the SPA Standing Committee as "On amending and supplementing the Law of the DPRK on Land Administration Planning", "On amending and supplementing the Law of the DPRK on Tideland Reclamation", "On amending and supplementing the Law of the DPRK on Supplying Drinking Water" and "On amending and supplementing the Law of the DPRK on Sewage Treatment". Judges of the Central Court of the DPRK were recalled and elected at the meeting. -0- |
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(Descriptions of fictional crimes investigated by the story's main Character Max.)
Detective's Fate
It's august of 2008.....
Max is a detective living in Chicago He checks his pistol and puts on his police badge as he walks out his front door.
He has been searching for a serial killer known as the Caller for years and always been one step behind due to the red tape.....
More importantly the chief's lazy attitude towards getting search warrants and actions approved by the courts for raids. Twice Max had good intel on the suspect's locations and photo evidence showing him at the sites.
The department needs more vigilant, caring officers and leaders but no one steps up to do it, instead they just complain about the slow progress and officers. And hinder investigations.
Now Max has decided that it might be time to stop playing by the rules and catch this scumbag.... .... ....
Starting his car Max sets his GPS to the address that "The Caller" was last seen and pulls out of his driveway as the 50 miles of directions pop up.
The killer's nickname being for his signature of calling in as he is committing the crime.
As he drives he remembers his first case, five years ago now..... ..... .....
A woman, Joane Taylor, was found dead in an alleyway after going out for the night. She showed no signs of struggle leading the police to believe she had drank to much and expired from alcohol poisoning.... ...
The death was written off as a "party gone wrong".... That is until several more were found and the coroner decided on a whim to test for other substances.
Once it came out that the deaths were possible murders...
The calls started coming in, almost like the suspect wanted credit before revealing himself....
Then ways of the deaths began changing as the Serial Killer explored his twisted desires searching for his preferred method.
The last case being a young woman found stuffed in a dumpster after the killer apparently got scared off.... Max will never forget it.... .... ....
The GPS finishes and the car beeps its final direction, taking an exit off the highway. Ramps out here are always confusing... Which is funny since he has driven this one for five years now...
The chief says he should sit this one out but he can't... The latest victim 3 months ago.
Marie Spelner, a waitress out on her smoke break talking to her spouse on the phone.
Survived by her husband, no children or living relatives. ....
Max Spelner turns into the driveway of the house he was directed to... Stepping out of the car he walks up and knocks on the door. Looking at the house he knows the family must be doing well if they live here.... Raising his hand to knock again he hears a scream from inside....
A second later the door is answered by a middle aged butler holding a tray with wine glasses on it... "Hello Sir, I'm sorry but this house does not wish to partake in any offers at this time..."
Max calmly says. "I'm not selling anything."
The butler looks confused for a moment before his eyes dart over Max's shoulder seeing his unmarked cruiser and he nods.
Looking past the butler Max sees that a woman is cleaning up after their dog.
"Have you seen this man?" Says Max holds up a picture of the one suspected of being the killer.
The butler gives it a once over before replying. "I'm sorry sir, no I have not." His tone sounds like he is lying... ....
"Are you sure?" The detective asks.
"I would not lie about something like that, sir." He states, his eyes not meeting Max's.
The woman calls from inside "Fletcher, who are you talking too?"
"Some man asking about a killer" he calls back.
"The killer is an inside job!" The woman quickly states.
"What?!" Max says.
"The Killer, it's an inside job." She says again, louder this time. In the same Max also hears a child begin to cry in another room.
"We should start from the beginning, it will be easier to explain trust me." The woman says.
'She seems to know what is going on....
"How do I know your story holds water?" He asks out loud.
"Oh I wouldn't lie. I have been following the case myself and it seems like an inside job to me." She states, somehow sounding hurt.
"Is there anyone else in the house besides you two and the baby?" He asks noticing the baby isn't crying anymore.
"Just Fletcher and I live here, the baby is my cousins but he just stays the night sometimes." She replies.
Max draws his gun and enters the house upon reasonable suspicion of an emergency in progress or suspect on the premisses as the man seems to be deceiving.
While the woman still seems unconcerned that the child is now silent.
He pushes past the butler and rushes towards the area he heard the crying. passes the entryway, the dinning room, and a kitchen before finally finding a child in a playpen.
"There there..." He says in a sing song voice picking up the child. "I'm officer Max, do you know where your mommy is?"
The child just cries louder.
Then he sees the man from the photo walk out of the bathroom, upon seeing him he bolts for the door and Max sets the child down gently then gives chase.
He runs through the house, following the man as he can hear the woman screaming at him to stop but he doesn't."
"Stop or I'll shoot." The man doesn't even break stride.
Instead he runs out of the front door and jumps into his car.
Furious that the man might escape he fires at the car as it drives away.
The back window shatters and he hopes he got his tire, but he doesn't wait to find out as he runs to his car and initiates a pursuit....
He flips on his concealed lights in his cruiser as he reverses down the drive and into the street.
The suspects car is fast but he manages to keep up with it weaving in and out of traffic as people move over for the siren.
As they approach a red light there is heavy traffic in the intersection..... ....
The suspect slams on his brakes and Max's cruiser only just stops short of hitting it. Jumping out the Detective points his firearm at the vehicle running up beside seeing heavily tinted windows.
"Get out of the car and on the ground now!!" He shouts as he moves to the driver's side door.
After seeing no response....
Max throws open the door and the driver is gone with the passenger side open.
He quickly runs to the other side catching the man trying to sneak off tackling him to the ground and then takes his arms putting them behind his back.
Max grabs his radio and calls it in as the man cries.
As he is waiting he hears a noise that sounds like static.....
"Wrong guy moron.. Did you ever stop to think I wanted you close for this one. That I planned everything...Even framing the pothead..... I almost lost interest until you pulled in the driveway... The attic is kinda cramped tho... I think I'll go carve some meat. Maybe graduate to other things to. I'm not sure yet. Lets see if you can catch me before......" A familiar voice says over the radio then cuts off... ...
Max looks at the man on the ground. "Why did you run from me?" He asks.
"Cause I have like 19 grams of marijuana in my pocket." He replies...
"Do you know how stupid that is?! I don't care about that I'm looking for a killer."
Before he can answer Max hears the woman from the house screaming for her life and a child's cries on his radio.
Then from below Max. "He's in the house, he's in the house! My mom and the baby!" The man on the ground says crying.
Max uncuffs him and runs to his car heading back to the house as he lays down rubber on the road... ... ...
As he approaches and pulls into the driveway he notices the front door is open.
"Hold on I'm coming!" Max screams jumping out of his cruiser...
He runs into the house finding the woman's body arriving too late. Moving over to her he checks for a pulse but she is gone, a large gash in her neck.
As he stands up he slips in a fluid but gains his balance and tries not to think about what it is....
He rushes to the room the baby was in finding the play pen empty. He leaves the room searching the rest of the house and still doesn't find the child.
"Where are you!!!" He calls out....
"This is the Callers first kidnapping and the media would eat up the fact I failed to stop the man." He thinks as he blames himself.
Sirens begin to blare in the distance as backup is about to arrive... ... ...
"There's a woman dead and a baby missing! The woman is in the dinning room straight ahead of the front door, Hurry!" He yells into his radio...
Looking over at the mother seeing a piece of paper on the floor.
He walks over to it seeing writing.
"So close... Looks like I'm a kidnapper now.... Good luck finding me.... And... I so enjoyed killing that sweet wife of yours. Might do it that way again. Not to the kid tho....later Max. Ps. This game is so fun.." It says.
"He was here..." Is all he can muster as the team enters.
"He was right in this house and I missed it because her son freaked over weed and ran..." He says as another officer speaks to him gently.
"Don't beat yourself up Detective, it's not your fault. He must have hid before you got her and left after you arrived." The words do little to comfort him "First day back on the job and the killer escaped taking a child..." He says as he walks away.
The chief arrives in his new lexus with a screeching of rubber as he lurches to a halt.
He quickly exits and leaves his door hanging open as he rushes into Max's face....
"I told you to stay away from this case MAX!!!!....(takes a breath)...
"If I catch any flak from my superiors, I won't suspend you.... That'd be to easy. Desk duty and an entry level demotion. The new guy will have a higher rank than you if things go my way.... Now get outta my sight...". "(Sighs)...
"This job is gonna be the death of me..." He says walking away from Max and towards the Coroner's van..... ..... .....
On the way home the detective stops by the store close to his house which is unlike him because he usually follows the same routine.
He nears the front door and he hears a kitchen timer ding loudly from behind him as his car explodes throwing him through the storefront windows as they are blown out..... .....
Alarms around the lot and others nearby create a cacophony of noise. His head pounding as his body aches, Max pushes himself up and collapses as the store manager runs over to him telling him not to move as he dials 911.... .... ....
Waking in the hospital Max recalls the feeling of the Shockwave as he flinches in phantom pain.
"Who woulda thought its like holding a ringing metal bat that hurts your hands but all over and way more intense." He thinks.
He suddenly feels tired and falls asleep.... .... .... ....
The next time he wakes, he sees a breaking news story that Jane Saltani is reporting on....
"Young toddler Accidently Shoots Serial killekidnapper ending his life and Alerting residents in the Area." The news anchor says.
Sighing to himself Max thinks about how crazy that is and laughs.
Tho he really wanted to bring the guy in. He closes his eyes to get some much needed sleep as his door opens.
Max looks up to see a man with a silenced pistol pointed at him.
"Hm. Now they think I'm dead. Funny how they just assume they got the right guy. Just like.... You did Detect... ....." Max hears but then hears no more as his end comes at just over the speed of sound....
The Caller leaves the hair of another intelligent convicted murderer that he obtained in a spot that's believable and quickly leaves.....
He disables the surveillance system and sends a virus out to any device that has received video data from the hospital.
Erasing and corrupting the systems. Leaving a master hackers finger prints on a glass from his home....
"Sorry, no witnesses." He says to the security guard as he fires... ..... ..... .... ....
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(Descriptions of fictional crimes investigated by the story's main Character Max.)
Detective's Fate
It's august of 2008.....
Max is a detective living in Chicago He checks his pistol and puts on his police badge as he walks out his front door.
He has been searching for a serial killer known as the Caller for years and always been one step behind due to the red tape.....
More importantly the chief's lazy attitude towards getting search warrants and actions approved by the courts for raids. Twice Max had good intel on the suspect's locations and photo evidence showing him at the sites.
The department needs more vigilant, caring officers and leaders but no one steps up to do it, instead they just complain about the slow progress and officers. And hinder investigations.
Now Max has decided that it might be time to stop playing by the rules and catch this scumbag.... .... ....
Starting his car Max sets his GPS to the address that "The Caller" was last seen and pulls out of his driveway as the 50 miles of directions pop up.
The killer's nickname being for his signature of calling in as he is committing the crime.
As he drives he remembers his first case, five years ago now..... ..... .....
A woman, Joane Taylor, was found dead in an alleyway after going out for the night. She showed no signs of struggle leading the police to believe she had drank to much and expired from alcohol poisoning.... ...
The death was written off as a "party gone wrong".... That is until several more were found and the coroner decided on a whim to test for other substances.
Once it came out that the deaths were possible murders...
The calls started coming in, almost like the suspect wanted credit before revealing himself....
Then ways of the deaths began changing as the Serial Killer explored his twisted desires searching for his preferred method.
The last case being a young woman found stuffed in a dumpster after the killer apparently got scared off.... Max will never forget it.... .... ....
The GPS finishes and the car beeps its final direction, taking an exit off the highway. Ramps out here are always confusing... Which is funny since he has driven this one for five years now...
The chief says he should sit this one out but he can't... The latest victim 3 months ago.
Marie Spelner, a waitress out on her smoke break talking to her spouse on the phone.
Survived by her husband, no children or living relatives. ....
Max Spelner turns into the driveway of the house he was directed to... Stepping out of the car he walks up and knocks on the door. Looking at the house he knows the family must be doing well if they live here.... Raising his hand to knock again he hears a scream from inside....
A second later the door is answered by a middle aged butler holding a tray with wine glasses on it... "Hello Sir, I'm sorry but this house does not wish to partake in any offers at this time..."
Max calmly says. "I'm not selling anything."
The butler looks confused for a moment before his eyes dart over Max's shoulder seeing his unmarked cruiser and he nods.
Looking past the butler Max sees that a woman is cleaning up after their dog.
"Have you seen this man?" Says Max holds up a picture of the one suspected of being the killer.
The butler gives it a once over before replying. "I'm sorry sir, no I have not." His tone sounds like he is lying... ....
"Are you sure?" The detective asks.
"I would not lie about something like that, sir." He states, his eyes not meeting Max's.
The woman calls from inside "Fletcher, who are you talking too?"
"Some man asking about a killer" he calls back.
"The killer is an inside job!" The woman quickly states.
"What?!" Max says.
"The Killer, it's an inside job." She says again, louder this time. In the same Max also hears a child begin to cry in another room.
"We should start from the beginning, it will be easier to explain trust me." The woman says.
'She seems to know what is going on....
"How do I know your story holds water?" He asks out loud.
"Oh I wouldn't lie. I have been following the case myself and it seems like an inside job to me." She states, somehow sounding hurt.
"Is there anyone else in the house besides you two and the baby?" He asks noticing the baby isn't crying anymore.
"Just Fletcher and I live here, the baby is my cousins but he just stays the night sometimes." She replies.
Max draws his gun and enters the house upon reasonable suspicion of an emergency in progress or suspect on the premisses as the man seems to be deceiving.
While the woman still seems unconcerned that the child is now silent.
He pushes past the butler and rushes towards the area he heard the crying. passes the entryway, the dinning room, and a kitchen before finally finding a child in a playpen.
"There there..." He says in a sing song voice picking up the child. "I'm officer Max, do you know where your mommy is?"
The child just cries louder.
Then he sees the man from the photo walk out of the bathroom, upon seeing him he bolts for the door and Max sets the child down gently then gives chase.
He runs through the house, following the man as he can hear the woman screaming at him to stop but he doesn't."
"Stop or I'll shoot." The man doesn't even break stride.
Instead he runs out of the front door and jumps into his car.
Furious that the man might escape he fires at the car as it drives away.
The back window shatters and he hopes he got his tire, but he doesn't wait to find out as he runs to his car and initiates a pursuit....
He flips on his concealed lights in his cruiser as he reverses down the drive and into the street.
The suspects car is fast but he manages to keep up with it weaving in and out of traffic as people move over for the siren.
As they approach a red light there is heavy traffic in the intersection..... ....
The suspect slams on his brakes and Max's cruiser only just stops short of hitting it. Jumping out the Detective points his firearm at the vehicle running up beside seeing heavily tinted windows.
"Get out of the car and on the ground now!!" He shouts as he moves to the driver's side door.
After seeing no response....
Max throws open the door and the driver is gone with the passenger side open.
He quickly runs to the other side catching the man trying to sneak off tackling him to the ground and then takes his arms putting them behind his back.
Max grabs his radio and calls it in as the man cries.
As he is waiting he hears a noise that sounds like static.....
"Wrong guy moron.. Did you ever stop to think I wanted you close for this one. That I planned everything...Even framing the pothead..... I almost lost interest until you pulled in the driveway... The attic is kinda cramped tho... I think I'll go carve some meat. Maybe graduate to other things to. I'm not sure yet. Lets see if you can catch me before......" A familiar voice says over the radio then cuts off... ...
Max looks at the man on the ground. "Why did you run from me?" He asks.
"Cause I have like 19 grams of marijuana in my pocket." He replies...
"Do you know how stupid that is?! I don't care about that I'm looking for a killer."
Before he can answer Max hears the woman from the house screaming for her life and a child's cries on his radio.
Then from below Max. "He's in the house, he's in the house! My mom and the baby!" The man on the ground says crying.
Max uncuffs him and runs to his car heading back to the house as he lays down rubber on the road... ... ...
As he approaches and pulls into the driveway he notices the front door is open.
"Hold on I'm coming!" Max screams jumping out of his cruiser...
He runs into the house finding the woman's body arriving too late. Moving over to her he checks for a pulse but she is gone, a large gash in her neck.
As he stands up he slips in a fluid but gains his balance and tries not to think about what it is....
He rushes to the room the baby was in finding the play pen empty. He leaves the room searching the rest of the house and still doesn't find the child.
"Where are you!!!" He calls out....
"This is the Callers first kidnapping and the media would eat up the fact I failed to stop the man." He thinks as he blames himself.
Sirens begin to blare in the distance as backup is about to arrive... ... ...
"There's a woman dead and a baby missing! The woman is in the dinning room straight ahead of the front door, Hurry!" He yells into his radio...
Looking over at the mother seeing a piece of paper on the floor.
He walks over to it seeing writing.
"So close... Looks like I'm a kidnapper now.... Good luck finding me.... And... I so enjoyed killing that sweet wife of yours. Might do it that way again. Not to the kid tho....later Max. Ps. This game is so fun.." It says.
"He was here..." Is all he can muster as the team enters.
"He was right in this house and I missed it because her son freaked over weed and ran..." He says as another officer speaks to him gently.
"Don't beat yourself up Detective, it's not your fault. He must have hid before you got her and left after you arrived." The words do little to comfort him "First day back on the job and the killer escaped taking a child..." He says as he walks away.
The chief arrives in his new lexus with a screeching of rubber as he lurches to a halt.
He quickly exits and leaves his door hanging open as he rushes into Max's face....
"I told you to stay away from this case MAX!!!!....(takes a breath)...
"If I catch any flak from my superiors, I won't suspend you.... That'd be to easy. Desk duty and an entry level demotion. The new guy will have a higher rank than you if things go my way.... Now get outta my sight...". "(Sighs)...
"This job is gonna be the death of me..." He says walking away from Max and towards the Coroner's van..... ..... .....
On the way home the detective stops by the store close to his house which is unlike him because he usually follows the same routine.
He nears the front door and he hears a kitchen timer ding loudly from behind him as his car explodes throwing him through the storefront windows as they are blown out..... .....
Alarms around the lot and others nearby create a cacophony of noise. His head pounding as his body aches, Max pushes himself up and collapses as the store manager runs over to him telling him not to move as he dials 911.... .... ....
Waking in the hospital Max recalls the feeling of the Shockwave as he flinches in phantom pain.
"Who woulda thought its like holding a ringing metal bat that hurts your hands but all over and way more intense." He thinks.
He suddenly feels tired and falls asleep.... .... .... ....
The next time he wakes, he sees a breaking news story that Jane Saltani is reporting on....
"Young toddler Accidently Shoots Serial killekidnapper ending his life and Alerting residents in the Area." The news anchor says.
Sighing to himself Max thinks about how crazy that is and laughs.
Tho he really wanted to bring the guy in. He closes his eyes to get some much needed sleep as his door opens.
Max looks up to see a man with a silenced pistol pointed at him.
"Hm. Now they think I'm dead. Funny how they just assume they got the right guy. Just like.... You did Detect... ....." Max hears but then hears no more as his end comes at just over the speed of sound....
The Caller leaves the hair of another intelligent convicted murderer that he obtained in a spot that's believable and quickly leaves.....
He disables the surveillance system and sends a virus out to any device that has received video data from the hospital.
Erasing and corrupting the systems. Leaving a master hackers finger prints on a glass from his home....
"Sorry, no witnesses." He says to the security guard as he fires... ..... ..... .... ....
2023.06.03 19:46 Neat_Peak1878 Assaulted by co worker with serious bodily injury. Suspended pending “investigation” missing shifts, thinking I am going to be fired. Do I have a case for Wrongful termination?
I have been employed at this factory for 2.5 years now (non union). We bring in temps from a staffing agency, then after 90 days we either hire them on or let them go. It is constantly short staffed due to a high turnover rate and just about weekly you see a new face or faces.
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
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A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
2023.06.03 19:45 ClintClit7733 New Jersey Pride Events 2023
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2023.06.03 19:44 Neat_Peak1878 Assaulted by co worker, serious injury, still out on “investigation” by hr. Thinking I’ll be fired, do I have a case?
I have been employed at this factory for 2.5 years now (non union). We bring in temps from a staffing agency, then after 90 days we either hire them on or let them go. It is constantly short staffed due to a high turnover rate and just about weekly you see a new face or faces.
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
submitted by Neat_Peak1878 to antiwork [link] [comments]
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
So they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion. The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. They should have called the police when it happened, and they damn sure should have called me an ambulance instead of putting me on my motorcycle and waving bye. I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
2023.06.03 19:43 ClintClit7733 New Jersey Pride Events 2023
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2023.06.03 19:43 trippininthewild A Psychedelic Journey in the Enchanting Lake District (with photos and a poem)
 | Every year, like a cherished tradition, my family and I embark on a pilgrimage to the captivating Lake District for a week, a sanctuary that has witnessed our growth and weathered our losses. However, this year held a secret plan within my heart, a deviation from the norm, at 10:15, I indulged in the fruits of my own labour, ingesting little over half a gram of Golden Teachers, nurtured by my own hands. My intention was to keep it a clandestine affair, allowing the walk to unfold naturally, untouched by inquiries into my well-being. Looking back, perhaps it would have been wise to confide in my partner, but fate would have its way, and all would unfold seamlessly. submitted by trippininthewild to shrooms [link] [comments] At 11:00, we embarked on our journey, and the mild effects began to reveal themselves. The pebbles of Lakeland slate beneath my feet seemed to ripple, like whispers from a hidden realm. Yet, my mind remained clear, relishing the scenic splendour as we ascended a rugged, stony track, with distant hills adorning the horizon. Around 11:30, a faint wave of nausea brushed against my senses. Unsure if it was the shrooms' doing, as I had never experienced such discomfort before from them, I confided in my mother. I didn’t tell her why I might be feeling like that but she offered me a Rennie, an English indigestion remedy. It soothed my troubled stomach, and we pressed on. During this time, I remained mostly silent, occasionally pausing to admire the majestic hills. At one point, a large military plane swept low across the valley, infusing our surroundings with a thrilling surge of excitement that set our hearts racing. Finally, we reached the top of our short ascent, greeted by a breath-taking sight—Wetherlam, an ethereal mountain, where the divine and earthly realms embrace in a captivating fusion. It was all starting to feel otherworldly, and as we descended, we stumbled upon Dale End farm. A modest stall displayed enticing cakes for sale, and several members of our group couldn't resist their allure. One of the farmers replenished the offerings while we were there. Engaging in conversation, my mother's curiosity got us an invitation to witness the lambs under their care. Embracing the opportunity, I watched as my niece cradled a precious lamb named Pickle, its gentle presence evoking a profound sense of connection. https://preview.redd.it/tqo3gj9s9u3b1.jpg?width=3024&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=e325f92cb9fc45686e399e43e3b0d1cfa0372700 After bidding farewell, our journey continued, leading us to Little Langdale Tarn—a serene mountain lake nestled at the foot of Wetherlam. At 12:30 I was peaking; the psychedelic tide surged within me, as I relinquished the company of the group and allowed the world to envelop my senses. Basking in the sun's warm caress, I closed my eyes, and the boundaries of reality dissolved. Visions of awe-inspiring landscapes inspired by my location danced across my mind, entwined with fragments of the essences of cherished childhood memories, imbuing me with a profound sense of peace and joy. https://preview.redd.it/v8adbe3v9u3b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=200403bbe283b58180ec5db2309fd867d50dbfd0 A few moments later, difficult to know how long, I realised I should make haste and rejoin the family so as not to cause alarm due to my sudden disappearance. I found them gathered near Slater's Bridge for a well-deserved lunch. This enchanting spot held an otherworldly allure, where a mosaic of slate slabs forms the bridge over the gentle currents of the River Brathay. Dragonflies flit about, and silver-scaled fish gracefully swim beneath the crystal-clear water. https://preview.redd.it/ado73xsw9u3b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=091d8f8028cc5a4f7ef18d6e8120a9ea84ce4b29 Observing my family seated on a nearby flat boulder, I was overwhelmed by their unwavering care and concern, demonstrated through their attentiveness when I had mentioned feeling unwell earlier. With heartfelt sincerity, I expressed my profound appreciation for our family, perhaps in a manner tinged with sentimentality, but it felt in earnest and like it was the right thing to say. Savouring the simple pleasure of my peanut butter sandwiches, my humble vegetables and the shared indulgence of pistachios with my partner, I found myself inspired to pen a concise poem that encapsulated the essence of my journey, shaped by the flavours that danced upon my tongue. The open skiesThe gentle brookThe falling birdsWith their hooks The lying ladySlumbers lonelyThe bitter tasteOf clashing rocks The sweet nutty tasteOf a close-knit familyThat ask after youOr offer you a Rennie The “lying lady” was a figure I saw on the ridge-line of a nearby hill, the way the rocks and the ridge interacted made me think of a woman lying on her back . I closed my eyes a few more times during lunch and had some visuals of a huge human-like form standing in the landscapes we had traversed. This is a recurring vision I have, I don’t know who they are but they emanate both gentle serenity and awe-inspiring grandeur. As my family conversed around me, their voices seemed to traverse space and time, whispering from my ear, then from afar, then right before me. Among the kaleidoscope of visuals, one stood out—the convergence of damp, moss-covered stone walls, forming a sharp angle, on each wall, one brick was replaced by a stone resembling the head of a frog. Its whimsical allure enchanted me without rhyme or reason. After lunch, the children embraced the surrounding playground of nature, and I, transported by the nostalgic embrace of my own inner child, immersed myself fully in the experience. I watched with delight as my niece attempted to capture elusive fish, I leapt from rock to rock, and played the role of a mischievous troll, teasingly pretending to chase after my nephew. In one animated escapade, my enthusiasm startled unsuspecting passers-by on the bridge. Succumbing to the tranquil allure of the waters, I spent the ensuing half-hour perched by the bank, my feet immersed in the cool embrace. As tiny fish delicately nibbled away my dead skin, I revelled in the symbiotic dance between human and aquatic life. https://preview.redd.it/4zukf6sy9u3b1.jpg?width=2838&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=c445c4de9987fedff16feccb1e53bf29e8d47376 We passed two hours in this wondrous haven before we ventured towards Cathedral Quarry. Though the psychedelic tide gradually receded, my heart brimmed with gratitude for the extraordinary journey I had embarked upon. Nonetheless I was still awed by this place, within the depths of the cavernous space, a majestic rock pillar stood and through a large window carved in the stone, a vibrant vista of lush greenery unfolded, evoking a profound sense of spirituality. https://preview.redd.it/inaxscxz9u3b1.jpg?width=4032&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=bdc14bd496d26f999f7376db9f8c3bd8ca9e64a9 As we retraced our steps homeward, the world sobered around me, leaving little to report. Yet, the magnificence of the journey remained etched upon my soul—a reminder that small doses possess the power to unlock extraordinary experiences, granting desirable effects while allowing for a grounded sense of control. At all points I felt that my trip was undetected but my family revealed to me later that I had come across as a little distant and introspective. In due course, I revealed my secret to them, met with curiosity rather than judgment. Dear friends, I implore you to embark on your own pilgrimage to the Lake District, to immerse yourselves in its splendour and perhaps partake in a psychedelic journey of your own. I particularly recommend a walk through Little Langdale, which holds an enchantment unlike any other that even without the aid of psychedelics, is a place of profound magic. EDIT: Formatting |
2023.06.03 19:42 MeNameAndrew [FNV] Game crashes right after the new game intro
Just reinstalled FNV and finished up with a new modpack. The crash occurs when the game loads you into Doc Mitchell's house after the intro. I have identified multiple potential culprits and tried disabling different mods but was unable to figure it out anyway, maybe one of the people on this sub can help.
The load order:
FalloutNV.esm
DeadMoney.esm
HonestHearts.esm
OldWorldBlues.esm
LonesomeRoad.esm
GunRunnersArsenal.esm
ClassicPack.esm
MercenaryPack.esm
TribalPack.esm
CaravanPack.esm
YUP - Base Game + All DLC.esm
ClaimtheMojave.esm
Simple Open Freeside.esm
TGMIO.esm
Functional Post Game Ending.esm
New Vegas Redesigned 3.esm
TLD_Travelers.esm
Vikki and Vance Improvements.esm
LessEmptyPrimm.esp
Simple Open Strip.esm
Ragdolls.esm
A World of Pain Revised.esm
Mojave Wildlife (Vanilla-Style).esp
Mojave Raiders.esm
Functional Post Game Ending - YUP Patch.esm
Brotherhood and House Truce.esm
House and NCR Truce.esm
FCOMaster.esm
SomeguySeries.esm
Brotherhood and Legion Truce.esm
Unofficial Patch NVSE Plus.esp
YUP - NPC Fixes (Base Game + All DLC).esp
brayduck_classic.esp
NoSleepTillGoodsprings.esp
Uncut Wasteland.esp
FPGE Patch - Simple Open Freeside.esp
JSawyer Ultimate.esp
The True Revival of Luxury - An Ultra-Luxe Overhaul.esp
NewVegasBounties.esp
NewVegasBountiesII.esp
ADOBE_ClassicAdobeSloan.esp
Little More Lamplight.esp
TheInheritance.esp
Russell.esp
NewVegasBountiesIII.esp
TheBetterAngels.esp
SomeguySeries Revamped.esp
ClaimtheMojaveFPGE.esp
ClassicAdobeRaoul.esp
classic188.esp
Functional Post Game Ending - Uncut Wasteland Patch.esp
NVR3_YUP Patch.esp
Mojave Raiders.esp
NVR3_MojaveRaiders Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - Mojave Raiders.esp
CompleteUniques.esp
ClaimtheMojaveTLD.esp
FPGE Patch - AWOP Revised.esp
ClaimtheMojaveMojaveRaiders.esp
Primm Reputation Restored.esp
More Perks v3.esp
Mojave Arsenal.esp
TwinRocksAbode.esp
House and NCR Truce FPGE Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - Simple Open Strip.esp
GoodspringsBountiesPatch.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBountiesII.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBountiesIII.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBounties.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-Russel.esp
Freeside Open Patch.esp
Universal Item Sorter.esp
Simple DLC Delay.esp
B42 RWMS.esp
NPCsSprint.esp
Classic Fallout Weapons Remastered v1.2.esp
brayduck_yup_patch.esp
Free the Slaves.esp
LeaveNoWitnesses.esp
JustAssortedMods.esp
Enhanced Item Info.esp
JustAssortedMods - EII patch.esp
JSawyer Ultimate - Push's Tweaks.esp
EVE FNV - ALL DLC.esp
IMPACT.esp
ImmersiveRecoil.esp
Immersive Hit Reactions.esp
FOVSlider.esp
DarNifiedUINV.esp
B42Bash.esp
Quickthrow.esp
Heat Haze.esp
Longer Weather Transitions.esp
Player Headtracking.esp
Diagonal movement.esp
B42Inertia.esp
Animated Ingestibles.esp
ClaimtheMojaveUncutWasteland.esp
VarmintRifle22LR.esp
AWOPR - TLD Patch.esp
NVB2_Brayduck_Patch.esp
Better Charisma.esp
BetterArchimedesII.esp
Casino Crowds.esp
FPGE Patch - Casino Crowds.esp
NVR3_UncutWasteland.esp
NVR3_UnofficialPatchPlus Patch.esp
T4-plugin.esp
The Mod Configuration Menu.esp
Titans of The New West.esp
Titans of The New West - Power Armor Sprint JAM.esp
avemaria.esp
dD - Enhanced Blood Main NV.esp
The Town of Vice - A Gomorrah Overhaul.esp
topsrestored.esp
Strip Lighting Overhaul.esp
DrugVisuals.esp
SaveCass.esp
Mojave Raiders - 22LR Varmint Rifle.esp
L38SuiteExtraUpgrades.esp
LiveDismember.esp
XIII + J3X's Flesh Burnificating Plasma.esp
Heartache By the Number Fix.esp
FPGE Patch - The Town of Vice.esp
FPGE Patch - True Revival of Luxury.esp
FPGE Patch - Less Empty Primm.esp
nvb2_classic188_patch.esp
Russell - AWOLP Tunnel Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - JSawyer Ultimate.esp
classic188 - YUP.esp
A Present For Boone.esp
NV Music Addition.esp
dD-Reduced Dismember Force - EVE.esp
dD-Smaller Wounds - EVE.esp
DNWeathers.esp
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The load order:
FalloutNV.esm
DeadMoney.esm
HonestHearts.esm
OldWorldBlues.esm
LonesomeRoad.esm
GunRunnersArsenal.esm
ClassicPack.esm
MercenaryPack.esm
TribalPack.esm
CaravanPack.esm
YUP - Base Game + All DLC.esm
ClaimtheMojave.esm
Simple Open Freeside.esm
TGMIO.esm
Functional Post Game Ending.esm
New Vegas Redesigned 3.esm
TLD_Travelers.esm
Vikki and Vance Improvements.esm
LessEmptyPrimm.esp
Simple Open Strip.esm
Ragdolls.esm
A World of Pain Revised.esm
Mojave Wildlife (Vanilla-Style).esp
Mojave Raiders.esm
Functional Post Game Ending - YUP Patch.esm
Brotherhood and House Truce.esm
House and NCR Truce.esm
FCOMaster.esm
SomeguySeries.esm
Brotherhood and Legion Truce.esm
Unofficial Patch NVSE Plus.esp
YUP - NPC Fixes (Base Game + All DLC).esp
brayduck_classic.esp
NoSleepTillGoodsprings.esp
Uncut Wasteland.esp
FPGE Patch - Simple Open Freeside.esp
JSawyer Ultimate.esp
The True Revival of Luxury - An Ultra-Luxe Overhaul.esp
NewVegasBounties.esp
NewVegasBountiesII.esp
ADOBE_ClassicAdobeSloan.esp
Little More Lamplight.esp
TheInheritance.esp
Russell.esp
NewVegasBountiesIII.esp
TheBetterAngels.esp
SomeguySeries Revamped.esp
ClaimtheMojaveFPGE.esp
ClassicAdobeRaoul.esp
classic188.esp
Functional Post Game Ending - Uncut Wasteland Patch.esp
NVR3_YUP Patch.esp
Mojave Raiders.esp
NVR3_MojaveRaiders Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - Mojave Raiders.esp
CompleteUniques.esp
ClaimtheMojaveTLD.esp
FPGE Patch - AWOP Revised.esp
ClaimtheMojaveMojaveRaiders.esp
Primm Reputation Restored.esp
More Perks v3.esp
Mojave Arsenal.esp
TwinRocksAbode.esp
House and NCR Truce FPGE Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - Simple Open Strip.esp
GoodspringsBountiesPatch.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBountiesII.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBountiesIII.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-NewVegasBounties.esp
SimpleOpenFreeside-Russel.esp
Freeside Open Patch.esp
Universal Item Sorter.esp
Simple DLC Delay.esp
B42 RWMS.esp
NPCsSprint.esp
Classic Fallout Weapons Remastered v1.2.esp
brayduck_yup_patch.esp
Free the Slaves.esp
LeaveNoWitnesses.esp
JustAssortedMods.esp
Enhanced Item Info.esp
JustAssortedMods - EII patch.esp
JSawyer Ultimate - Push's Tweaks.esp
EVE FNV - ALL DLC.esp
IMPACT.esp
ImmersiveRecoil.esp
Immersive Hit Reactions.esp
FOVSlider.esp
DarNifiedUINV.esp
B42Bash.esp
Quickthrow.esp
Heat Haze.esp
Longer Weather Transitions.esp
Player Headtracking.esp
Diagonal movement.esp
B42Inertia.esp
Animated Ingestibles.esp
ClaimtheMojaveUncutWasteland.esp
VarmintRifle22LR.esp
AWOPR - TLD Patch.esp
NVB2_Brayduck_Patch.esp
Better Charisma.esp
BetterArchimedesII.esp
Casino Crowds.esp
FPGE Patch - Casino Crowds.esp
NVR3_UncutWasteland.esp
NVR3_UnofficialPatchPlus Patch.esp
T4-plugin.esp
The Mod Configuration Menu.esp
Titans of The New West.esp
Titans of The New West - Power Armor Sprint JAM.esp
avemaria.esp
dD - Enhanced Blood Main NV.esp
The Town of Vice - A Gomorrah Overhaul.esp
topsrestored.esp
Strip Lighting Overhaul.esp
DrugVisuals.esp
SaveCass.esp
Mojave Raiders - 22LR Varmint Rifle.esp
L38SuiteExtraUpgrades.esp
LiveDismember.esp
XIII + J3X's Flesh Burnificating Plasma.esp
Heartache By the Number Fix.esp
FPGE Patch - The Town of Vice.esp
FPGE Patch - True Revival of Luxury.esp
FPGE Patch - Less Empty Primm.esp
nvb2_classic188_patch.esp
Russell - AWOLP Tunnel Patch.esp
FPGE Patch - JSawyer Ultimate.esp
classic188 - YUP.esp
A Present For Boone.esp
NV Music Addition.esp
dD-Reduced Dismember Force - EVE.esp
dD-Smaller Wounds - EVE.esp
DNWeathers.esp
2023.06.03 19:41 imoutofmaterial26 in a sub about physics, the science field.
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2023.06.03 19:41 bird4progress Are we really okay with the state of and our options for the general election?
 | Sorry for the video novice vibes. Definitely grill me as I need the direction and want to improve. The video was without a script off the top of the dome and edited afterward to add context. I'm a non-media trained individual who wanted to ask this in honest good-faith. Are we really okay with being forced a choice between a guy who needed to tell people he wouldn't serve a full term and would step down just to convince people to support him? Who needs to rely on scaremongering about the other side? A guy who already lost NH? Or the other guy who is talking about revoking some of the most important amendments which protect entire classes of people from being removed from the country. It's just not a choice. That's a hostage situation. Approval for Congress as a whole is at an all-time low. And the only guy suggesting making actual changes for better or worse is building steam. submitted by bird4progress to seculartalk [link] [comments] We need a new deal. We need to hold a debate to talk about new, actually intelligent ideas. And most importantly , we need to not be scare to talk to people with the intent to show them there is a path forward to them; despite the literal terrorist running the show right now demanding we sacrifice grandma and hiring hitmen on reporters. We got to call out the system for it's flaws and educate other citizens. Education was targeted and privatized for a reason. Both guys running had a hand in that situation. But what do you think? |
2023.06.03 19:39 Silverdukey “Don’t ask me for more money”
This one will make you laugh.
Preface: I’m currently managing two departments after moving across from another division and have turned them both into top performing departments, stopped the mass exodus of staff and several people retracting their notices or taking pay cuts / demotions to either stay in the team or transferring in from other teams.
Story time…
I was called into a meeting by my VP, who informed me that another department was severely underperforming which was affecting sales, project deadlines were being missed etc. and for that their manager would be going on a PIP. I was asked to ‘support’ this other manager and help with best practices and what not. ‘Fine’, I thought, always happy to help a colleague.
Now, I speak to this other manager regularly and have a good understanding of why they are underperforming. In essence, the company took on 7+ new contracts in the span of a couple of months and the team simply does not have the headcount to cope with the workload, even with daily overtime and working weekends.
The manager of the ‘underperforming’ department was called in to a meeting at head office. Seeing the writing on the wall, the manager put in their resignation at the end of the working day, stating in no uncertain terms that they find it impossible to work under this level of pressure and with the limited resources available.
Shortly after receiving the resignation, my VP phoned me and said “change of plans, we need you to fly out next week and begin transition for the department to report to you”. ‘Fine’, I thought, I’ve spent a lot of time making the other departments stable and can afford to take on this project until they backfill the managers role. In the meantime, I just need my salary adjusted to cover the (not insignificant) additional work I’ll have to take on. Knowing that it usually takes 3-6 months to hire or transfer managers for that level, I’m sure that’s a reasonable ask.
How wrong was I. When I asked my VP to update my job description (in my company, job description determine salary), they not only stated that the company will not be backfilling the role and I would permanently have to oversee the new department on top of my existing workload, they also stated that there would be no option of salary increasing and to “not ask for more money”.
The role I am covering is a +$90k role, meaning they were just going to have me absorb that work for no additional compensation. I am handing in my resignation next week.
TL:DR Company refuse salary increase after not backfilling a role and dumping the workload on me.
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Preface: I’m currently managing two departments after moving across from another division and have turned them both into top performing departments, stopped the mass exodus of staff and several people retracting their notices or taking pay cuts / demotions to either stay in the team or transferring in from other teams.
Story time…
I was called into a meeting by my VP, who informed me that another department was severely underperforming which was affecting sales, project deadlines were being missed etc. and for that their manager would be going on a PIP. I was asked to ‘support’ this other manager and help with best practices and what not. ‘Fine’, I thought, always happy to help a colleague.
Now, I speak to this other manager regularly and have a good understanding of why they are underperforming. In essence, the company took on 7+ new contracts in the span of a couple of months and the team simply does not have the headcount to cope with the workload, even with daily overtime and working weekends.
The manager of the ‘underperforming’ department was called in to a meeting at head office. Seeing the writing on the wall, the manager put in their resignation at the end of the working day, stating in no uncertain terms that they find it impossible to work under this level of pressure and with the limited resources available.
Shortly after receiving the resignation, my VP phoned me and said “change of plans, we need you to fly out next week and begin transition for the department to report to you”. ‘Fine’, I thought, I’ve spent a lot of time making the other departments stable and can afford to take on this project until they backfill the managers role. In the meantime, I just need my salary adjusted to cover the (not insignificant) additional work I’ll have to take on. Knowing that it usually takes 3-6 months to hire or transfer managers for that level, I’m sure that’s a reasonable ask.
How wrong was I. When I asked my VP to update my job description (in my company, job description determine salary), they not only stated that the company will not be backfilling the role and I would permanently have to oversee the new department on top of my existing workload, they also stated that there would be no option of salary increasing and to “not ask for more money”.
The role I am covering is a +$90k role, meaning they were just going to have me absorb that work for no additional compensation. I am handing in my resignation next week.
TL:DR Company refuse salary increase after not backfilling a role and dumping the workload on me.
2023.06.03 19:39 Neat_Peak1878 Assaulted at work with serious bodily injury, then (possibly, pretty sure that’s coming) fired after.
I have been employed at this factory for 2.5 years now (non union). We bring in temps from a staffing agency, then after 90 days we either hire them on or let them go. It is constantly short staffed due to a high turnover rate and just about weekly you see a new face or faces.
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion (my understanding is that the brain can be okay without damage and still be concussed). The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt shady the way they were questioning me, looking for an “aha” moment or an inconsistency in my story. Even if I had said something inappropriate or argued, that shouldn’t make it okay to be assaulted with a weapon and then stomped out on company property. But It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. And I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
submitted by Neat_Peak1878 to legal [link] [comments]
A few days ago I had to ask a temp that had been there two weeks, not to take break on the forktruck and to turn the music down. He had connected his phone to the radio in the forktruck and had rap music blaring, sounding like it was about to blow the speakers. In retrospect maybe I should have just let it go, but I use the truck as well as others and don’t want the speakers blown by anyone, much less by a guy who most likely won’t be there very long.
So, I went to the lead who was sitting there. I asked him to go tell the guy who he was training to turn it down. The lead (who isn’t a lead in anything but a title) said no that he wasn’t walking over there. I’ll admit; this temp had a tough look about him. His walk, his face tattoos, his whole demeanor screamed trouble, but I went anyway and asked him to turn it down and explained why. He immediately got mad and said, “Who the F*** are you?? Your not my boss so idgaf.” I replied with something along the lines of, “Is that right? Ok, we’ll see how much of a f you give.” He jumped off the forktruck and got in my face. He was cussing and threatening me and I just kept telling him that I was not going to fight him, especially not at work. I have a family that depends on my income. It wasn’t even an option. So I backed away then turned and went on to break inside.
20 minutes or so had passed and I was thinking he’d calm down and it was over, and I began to heat up my dinner and get my drink, etc. I looked up to see him walking into the break room, he was staring straight at me and then walked right up to my face. He kept saying “do something” and I kept replying thst I wasn’t fighting at work. I made the mistake of turning my back to him to leave the break room. When I did he swung a metal water thermos over his head and cracked the back of my head with it. I was seeing stars. It gashed my ear open so there was a lot of blood (that freaked me out) and left a huge pump knot on my head. He immediately started punching me in the face and head, so I tried to just wrap him up to stop the punches from landing. He ended up on top of me, punching me over and over. What seemed to me like a lifetime later a couple guys tried to drag him off of me, and when they did he kicked me in the nose first and then in the forehead, with steel toe boots. I was far from coherent after that. There were two witnesses in the room when it happened and a handful more when they were pulling him off of me. All wrote statements saying I didn’t fight back.
they took him somewhere else and sat me down to look at the damage. No hr was there or safety so a supervisor tried to clean my ear with alcohol pad to see the cuts, eventually sending me into the bathroom to wash my face and head off so he could see how bad it was. I had a ton of blood on me. They handed me a pen and had me write what happened, had the witnesses do the same. All the stories said that I was attacked , didn’t fight back or anything. The dept head put a bandaid over my ear to try and stop the bleeding. Pretty much taped my ear. My nose stopped on its own.
Then they sent ME home. I ride a Harley to work. They know that. The next day hr asked me to come in so safety could check my damage and they asked my story again. It was like an interrogation. And no cops were called either, btw. They said they couldn’t tell me if I was fire or if I still had my job until the investigation was over. It has been four days now and they still haven’t told me.
On the second day my migraine got much worse. I called them and told them I needed to go to the dr. The safety person met me at the dr, to do all the workers comp paperwork etc. Dr said concussion. Referred me for a cat scan. Dr there said my brain looked ok and all my facial structure is ok. But is treating me for concussion (my understanding is that the brain can be okay without damage and still be concussed). The er called the cops to report the assault. Even the cop was shocked by the fact that hr had me suspended pending investigation still. He even said given the evidence I shouldn’t have anything to worry about. He said that to the safety lady from work. So I was sent home again, now with a documented concussion from the incident.
I feel like my job has done me really dirty. It felt shady the way they were questioning me, looking for an “aha” moment or an inconsistency in my story. Even if I had said something inappropriate or argued, that shouldn’t make it okay to be assaulted with a weapon and then stomped out on company property. But It felt like they were just looking for an excuse to blame me for his actions and to fire me as well. I feel like they severely mishandled the situation. And I’m scared of losing my income. So I’m wondering what steps I should take if they do fire me, would I have any legal grounds to object on or file on? Please help with advice, I really need it. Thank you all.
2023.06.03 19:38 mtol115 If Starship's launch cadence is to rapidly increase this decade, new ports will be needed as the cape and Vandenberg are bursting at the seams. Where could new launch sites be built?
One of the big problems right now, mainly due to the high launch cadence of Falcon 9, is the fact that Vandenberg and KSC/CCSFS are bursting at the seams with capacity. Of course, MARS and PSCA exist but right now these spaceports are not capable of launching heavy rockets and the small lift market is tiny compared to the medium-heavy markets.
If Starship is going to be launching dozens of times in a year, including refueling, Artemis missions, and commercial launches for customers like Gravticis and Vast, new spaceports will likely have to be built.
But where could these ports be built? I am thinking maybe Puerto Rico and a new complex in the south of Texas, perhaps some launch sites in other countries like the UAE and French Guyana (Although I am not so certain how much of an ITAR violation this could be). South Jersey, somewhere in Washington state outside of Seattle.
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If Starship is going to be launching dozens of times in a year, including refueling, Artemis missions, and commercial launches for customers like Gravticis and Vast, new spaceports will likely have to be built.
But where could these ports be built? I am thinking maybe Puerto Rico and a new complex in the south of Texas, perhaps some launch sites in other countries like the UAE and French Guyana (Although I am not so certain how much of an ITAR violation this could be). South Jersey, somewhere in Washington state outside of Seattle.
2023.06.03 19:37 Intrigued_by_Words Weekly Wrap Up Monday May 29 - Friday June 02, 2023 (no show Monday)
They did what to Taggert? After years of speculation, the writers finally cut off Taggert's family ties when Trina's paternity test revealed that Curtis is her biological father. Sure DNA isn't everything, just ask Michael why he's feuding with a guy he calls "Dad" when he could call him "the guy who killed Dad" and choose to have nothing to do with him.
The cherry on top is that Curtis is not displaying many redeemable features these days. Does Trina know she went from legacy to a leg up or over? Curtis was playing Jordan by leading her to believe they might have a second chance while at the same time moving back into the beach house with Portia. Detective Jordan figured it out and said she was getting on with her life. Humbly, I say, I've said that to Jordan since she recovered from her kidney transplant. Can we please find someone new for Jordan? By new, I mean not related to Curtis or Portia.
As for Trina, she dragged her billionaire boyfriend out of the pool and forced him to go to the bank because his rich uncle died and left him all his - I want to say marshmallows, but that's wrong. Thankfully, for Trina's reputation, Victor did not leave Spencer gold, but instead, evidence of Esme drugging both Trina and bartendephone dealewannabe environmental law attorney Oz Haggerty. Victor said it was something to "safeguard his family." He placed the key to the safe deposit box under the turtle dove earrings that Spencer bought for Trina when she was with Rory. Apparently, Esme is now the biggest threat to Spencer's family. But what will they do with this proverbial smoking gun?
Michael gave Carly the smoking gun video of Sonny helping an international illegal arms dealer. The plan is to trade Sonny to the feds to get them off her back. Carly is adamant that Michael destroy the tape. Michael can be slow on the uptake but it's loony for him to think that he has the skills to play Sonny and Carly against one another.
Victor's will be done. Get it? The reading is over and he has set traps for a bunch of them to do what he wants. Anyway, he gave Ava a picture of a gargoyle saying it was her first true love. Ava, of course, is most interested in what people will learn of her last love, Nikolas. As a reminder, Ava has no clue what happened to Nikolas. Last she knew, she killed him by hitting him over the head. She stuffed his body in a closet. When she looked again, his body was gone. I have no idea what is going through this woman's mind. Someone should clue her in that human bodies don't disappear. Yeah, sure, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, but typically that takes more than a few days.
In his video, Victor does not hint that he knows what happened to Nikolas. He acknowledges that he left town, but that's it. He left Nikolas a deed to a house in Chechnya. Laura decided she has to go there because she in incomplete without her son. You know that old saying, when your ears are burning (feeling warm) that means someone is talking about you, Lucky's ears are nice and cool.
Laura tells Valentin she has to go to Chechnya to find out if Nikolas is hiding out there. He insists on going along to help her. Ava thinks it is a bad idea. Austin thinks that it will take Laura and Valentin a long time to plan the trip. Austin dear, in the time since we've last seen you, Laura and Valentin have been to Greenland and back. They've deciphered and stopped Victor's plot to release a deadly pathogen that would have killed untold millions of people around the world. As a bonus, Laura prevented the latest version of the Cassadine weather machine from turning Port Charles into an igloo factory. I think they can manage a trip to Russia.
Victor gave Alexis some antique nesting dolls to represent her and her daughters. She thought that was nice. He also gave her a deck of Tarot cards for Sam, to one day make herself "lucky in love for once." Alexis thought that was mean, but you know what they say, the truth hurts. The only thing we have to worry about is if Lucky does come back to town that he'll hook back up with Sam.
Victor gave Valentin a literal finger. Anna received a more figurative one when Victor released information about her doubleagent activities with the DVX back in the day. The new Director of the WSB who replaced Frisco opts to fire Anna to save the agency from embarrassing questions and answers. With the demise of any formidable Cassadines and Anna losing her agent status, maybe it is time finally to say goodbye to the 80s. Problem is they don't have anything to replace it with. Dex and Spence sizing each other up in saunas and poolside is something, but hardly the stuff of legends.
I know you have only read this far to find out the most important thing happening in Port Charles. Even though this was a short week because of the Memorial Day Holiday on Monday, each day was fraught with tension. Enough with the filler, here is the real information. I won't drag it out and act as if everything hinges on this answer. Every character does not have to be motivated to achieve one unitary outcome. They don't have to be, they want to be. I write this, you read this all because you want to know the answer to the eternal question: How is Willow doing? Tune in next week...
... Willow is now will still be alive.
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The cherry on top is that Curtis is not displaying many redeemable features these days. Does Trina know she went from legacy to a leg up or over? Curtis was playing Jordan by leading her to believe they might have a second chance while at the same time moving back into the beach house with Portia. Detective Jordan figured it out and said she was getting on with her life. Humbly, I say, I've said that to Jordan since she recovered from her kidney transplant. Can we please find someone new for Jordan? By new, I mean not related to Curtis or Portia.
As for Trina, she dragged her billionaire boyfriend out of the pool and forced him to go to the bank because his rich uncle died and left him all his - I want to say marshmallows, but that's wrong. Thankfully, for Trina's reputation, Victor did not leave Spencer gold, but instead, evidence of Esme drugging both Trina and bartendephone dealewannabe environmental law attorney Oz Haggerty. Victor said it was something to "safeguard his family." He placed the key to the safe deposit box under the turtle dove earrings that Spencer bought for Trina when she was with Rory. Apparently, Esme is now the biggest threat to Spencer's family. But what will they do with this proverbial smoking gun?
Michael gave Carly the smoking gun video of Sonny helping an international illegal arms dealer. The plan is to trade Sonny to the feds to get them off her back. Carly is adamant that Michael destroy the tape. Michael can be slow on the uptake but it's loony for him to think that he has the skills to play Sonny and Carly against one another.
Victor's will be done. Get it? The reading is over and he has set traps for a bunch of them to do what he wants. Anyway, he gave Ava a picture of a gargoyle saying it was her first true love. Ava, of course, is most interested in what people will learn of her last love, Nikolas. As a reminder, Ava has no clue what happened to Nikolas. Last she knew, she killed him by hitting him over the head. She stuffed his body in a closet. When she looked again, his body was gone. I have no idea what is going through this woman's mind. Someone should clue her in that human bodies don't disappear. Yeah, sure, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, but typically that takes more than a few days.
In his video, Victor does not hint that he knows what happened to Nikolas. He acknowledges that he left town, but that's it. He left Nikolas a deed to a house in Chechnya. Laura decided she has to go there because she in incomplete without her son. You know that old saying, when your ears are burning (feeling warm) that means someone is talking about you, Lucky's ears are nice and cool.
Laura tells Valentin she has to go to Chechnya to find out if Nikolas is hiding out there. He insists on going along to help her. Ava thinks it is a bad idea. Austin thinks that it will take Laura and Valentin a long time to plan the trip. Austin dear, in the time since we've last seen you, Laura and Valentin have been to Greenland and back. They've deciphered and stopped Victor's plot to release a deadly pathogen that would have killed untold millions of people around the world. As a bonus, Laura prevented the latest version of the Cassadine weather machine from turning Port Charles into an igloo factory. I think they can manage a trip to Russia.
Victor gave Alexis some antique nesting dolls to represent her and her daughters. She thought that was nice. He also gave her a deck of Tarot cards for Sam, to one day make herself "lucky in love for once." Alexis thought that was mean, but you know what they say, the truth hurts. The only thing we have to worry about is if Lucky does come back to town that he'll hook back up with Sam.
Victor gave Valentin a literal finger. Anna received a more figurative one when Victor released information about her doubleagent activities with the DVX back in the day. The new Director of the WSB who replaced Frisco opts to fire Anna to save the agency from embarrassing questions and answers. With the demise of any formidable Cassadines and Anna losing her agent status, maybe it is time finally to say goodbye to the 80s. Problem is they don't have anything to replace it with. Dex and Spence sizing each other up in saunas and poolside is something, but hardly the stuff of legends.
I know you have only read this far to find out the most important thing happening in Port Charles. Even though this was a short week because of the Memorial Day Holiday on Monday, each day was fraught with tension. Enough with the filler, here is the real information. I won't drag it out and act as if everything hinges on this answer. Every character does not have to be motivated to achieve one unitary outcome. They don't have to be, they want to be. I write this, you read this all because you want to know the answer to the eternal question: How is Willow doing? Tune in next week...
... Willow is now will still be alive.
2023.06.03 19:36 Accomplished-Media Tony Soprano (The Sopranos) vs Anton Chirguh (No Country For Old Men)
For all four fights, Tony, the Soprano crime family, and Anton have no knowledge about their opponent.
Round 1: fight takes place in a New Jersey Bar, fists only
Round 2: fight takes place at an empty construction site in El Paso, Texas. Weapons only. Construction machines can be used as defensive barriers.
Round 3: The Soprano mafia visits Las Vegas and Christopher happens to come across some money in a dumpster. He brings it back to the Soprano family but this money was owned by a rival gang, whom they tried to dispose of, and Anton is then tasked with recovering that money. How does it play out?
Round 4: Anton is holding Carmela, AJ, and Meadow hostage at the Soprano house. They are gagged and tied up. Anton calls Tony to let him know of the scenario and he hears Meadow crying on the phone. Tony is enraged. How does it play out?
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Round 1: fight takes place in a New Jersey Bar, fists only
Round 2: fight takes place at an empty construction site in El Paso, Texas. Weapons only. Construction machines can be used as defensive barriers.
Round 3: The Soprano mafia visits Las Vegas and Christopher happens to come across some money in a dumpster. He brings it back to the Soprano family but this money was owned by a rival gang, whom they tried to dispose of, and Anton is then tasked with recovering that money. How does it play out?
Round 4: Anton is holding Carmela, AJ, and Meadow hostage at the Soprano house. They are gagged and tied up. Anton calls Tony to let him know of the scenario and he hears Meadow crying on the phone. Tony is enraged. How does it play out?
2023.06.03 19:34 BitchBaddest These jellyfish are now at the Jersey Shore -- and could send you to the ER — New York Post
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2023.06.03 19:34 redditnamesucks A fortuitous slip: Did Vietnam's Vice Minister of Education slip and fall to his death? Or did something else happen?
The morning of October 17th 2019 was a cool and bright autumn day, two words rarely used to describe the treacherous Hanoi’s weather, when Lê Hải An arrived at his workplace, the Ministry of Education on 35 Đại Cồ Việt street, Hai Bà Trưng district, Hà Nội. Normally, he would have had a big breakfast at the office canteen then head off to his office at the second floor where he would spend the rest of his day trying to solve the numerous problems plaguing Vietnam’s education.
At 7:10 AM, someone spotted a figure falling from the 8th floor. There was a blood-curling smash; the figure was declared dead on impact. It wasn’t hard for people to identify the man.
In just a few hours, public media across Vietnam would declare that Vice Minister Lê Hải An had died. The reason?
He slipped and fell off the balcony.
The story I am about to tell you is not just a simple fall.
The story I am about to tell you sounds like something out of a conspiracy theory, the one spewed by tinfoil hat wearers on the street, the one peddled by shock websites and fringe extremist forums, the kind that would make you think it was a rejected Hollywood script and not real life. And I must admit, I have to work with secondary foreign sources with many being biased and some outright spewing baseless conspiracy theories. Many original sources had been removed or edited, forever lost into a memory hole resembling that of 1984. In trying to be faithful, I've removed a lot more "fantastical" elements that have no proof to be cross-checked; I will do my best to paint a complete picture of not only who Lê Hải An was, but the treacherous world around him, a nightmarish jungle of political infighting.
To those who don’t believe, I ask you to just give me the benefit of the doubt and remember this one thing:
“This is Vietnam.”
PART 1: The model teacher
In Vietnam, we have this saying: “Tôn sư trọng đạo” meaning “To worship your teachers and to respect your study.” A teacher was not simply a teacher; he/she was the paragon of society, the enlightener, the one who upheld all the virtues of society, who embodied such virtues, and who passed on such virtue to younger generations.
Lê Hải An was one such man.
Born in April 1st 1971 in Hà Nội, An was the son of Lê Hải Châu, a famous educator whose mathematics book was once the golden standard of Vietnamese mathematics education. In fact, if you were in Vietnamese highschool in the 90s to early 2000s, you would have used one of his books. For his contribution, Châu was awarded the title “The People’s Teacher,” a once highly prestigious prize reserved for the most devoted teacher. Given his family’s background, An was said to be set for life.
But An did not take the easy way. He challenged himself continuously, was handpicked as a government-sponsored student to study Mining and Geology at Moscow State University of Geodesy and Cartography. Even late in his career, he still pursued his passion for the mining industry, successfully defending a thesis on the application of neural networks in the oil industry at the Heriot-Watt University.
Given his background and training, Lê Hải An was made a professor at the Hanoi University of Mining and Geology. At first he was a teacher at the Petroleum department, but rose steadily through the rank. To his students, he was a knowledgeable yet compassionate teacher who never sought to exert his authority; to his colleagues, he was a man of honor, of dignity, representing the paragon of teachers thought to have been lost. Nobody complained when he was made the University’s principal; nobody complained when Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc appointed An to be the Vice Minister of the much troubled Ministry of Education.
Well, maybe not nobody.
PART 2: You have to go to Hà Giang and take the national exam
For every Vietnamese students, nothing struck the fear of God in them worse than the word "National Exam." Not as competitive as the Chinese Gaokao or the Korean Suneung, it is the stuff of nightmare that have made and broken life. Students competed for the sweet sweet spot at the Police Academy and Military Academy (It is in fact more difficult to become a cop or an army officer in Vietnam than to become a doctoteacheengineeIT technician); parents wait anxiously for their children's performance to show off to friends and families; educators wait for the top scores to make their annual achievement look good so they can attract better students to their high school.
Exam season rolled around, and the results were released by July 11th 2018. As soon as the scores came out, all of Vietnam was shocked.
Of all the 64 cities and provinces, Hà Giang scored the highest in the national exam, with the highest number of “Thủ Khoa” or “The top scorer.” This, to many, was a surprise: not only Hà Giang was the poorest province in all of Vietnam, it traditionally had high illiteracy rate, high dropout rate, low graduation rate, low university admission rate, and so on and so forth. The fact that during the same year Hà Giang had the highest rate of failure to graduate from high school also raised eyebrows.
And Hà Giang was not the only province. Sơn La and Hòa Bình, two other terrible performers, also scored suspiciously well, outmatching province such as Thanh Hóa-Nghệ An-Hà Tĩnh who have been known as "Đất Học" or "The land of the studious."
Immediately, people began to cry foul. There was a lot of anger: a lot of students who had worked their whole lives were in danger of losing their spots to some “irregularities.” A common saying began to emerge: “Em phải đến Hà Giang thi đại học” or “You have to go to Hà Giang and take the national exam.” Investigations were launched into the Ministry of Education just one day after the score was released.
Quick investigation revealed that this was not just some "irregularities" but a systematic scheme, raising scores for test-takers: some exam takers received a nine points out of a total of ten points boost for individual exam, and some had their total points raised by thirty points out of a total of forty. Not only that, the exam-takers who benefitted from this were some of the most powerful people in Vietnam. Take the case of Hà Giang: one of the person whose scores were raised was Triệu Ngọc Mai, daughter's of Triệu Tài Vinh, General Secretary of Hà Giang. The Triệu clan ruled Hà Giang as a fiefdom of their own, holding most important positions; they had strong ties with the Minister of Education Phùng Xuân Nhạ, a widely-hated and despised figures for his bare-faced corruption and mismanagement, and the President of Vietnam Trần Đại Quang. People were expecting the investigation would go to nowhere - afterall, who dared to incur the wrath of the President of Vietnam?
Then, out of nowhere, Trần Đại Quang died.
On September 21st 2018, the fit and healthy Trần Đại Quang suddenly passed away from “a rare and unknown virus which he contracted during his trips.”
No more explanation was given. One month later, on November 3rd 2018, Lê Hải An received Decision 1475/QĐ-TTg from Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc himself, making him the Vice Minister of Education and in charge of the National Examination scandal
PART 3: His final moment
For the next year, An worked with diligence, doing his best to hold the perpetrators accountable. By the numerous newspaper articles, it was clear he was the one leading the charge while his superior, Nhạ, kept a low profile and only appeared on the media every now and then to make some empty speech. He worked hard, showing up at his office early and having breakfast in the office’s canteen to save time, then immediately dived into work in his office on the second floor. His work yielded results: 16 bureaucrats were arrested, 222 exam takers were exposed, large sums of bribes were confiscated. To many, perhaps An included, it wasn’t enough. Everyone knew the big fish Nhạ was still out there, and everyone was itching to see him fall.
It was on the morning of October 17th 2019 when Lê Hải An arrived at his workplace, the Ministry of Education on 35 Đại Cồ Việt street, Hai Bà Trưng district, Hà Nội. We had little idea of what had happened on that day, but what we knew painted a very strange picture.
Normally, An would go straight to his office on the second floor, rarely having any reasons to go anywhere else. And, given the early hour, most other offices would be empty.
Yet, on that day, An seemed to have gone to the eighth floor. There was no record of what he was doing there or who he was meeting; the floor also had no camera. Photographs of the crime scene showed a table which supposedly An had sat - this table had an almost empty glass of cold tea, a cigarette pack, and an ashtray with ash in it. Another table was photographed with an old red gym bag and a nylon bag containing non-descript items; next to this table was a chair with another plastic bag containing non-descript items on it. All the tables were seated next to a balcony which was about 80 centimeters tall. An was described to be 180 centimeters tall, and when his body was discovered it was lying parallel to the building from which he fell from next to a tree but seemingly did not hit it.
Given all the evidence, by 8:30 AM it was concluded that An slipped and fell. No more investigation was made
PART 4: The truth won’t set you free
Of course, the conclusion did not satisfy anybody.
On one hand, there is very low trust for the Vietnamese police who have shown their ineptitude and willingness to fake evidence time and time again. With miscarriage of justice cases such as Hồ Duy Hải and Huỳnh Văn Nén fresh in every one’s mind, the police’s conclusion lost even more credits. The fact that the police quickly concluded An slipped and fell only at most two hours after they were notified of the accident and refused to investigate any further reek of a cover-up.
But, even with the benefit of doubt for the police, the idea of An slipping and falling was deemed unthinkable to many. For one thing, people did not understand why An went to the eighth floor when his office was on the second floor. If he was there on business, what business could it be at such an early hour (government offices in Vietnam often begin work at 8:00 AM if not 9:00 AM.) If he was there to meet someone, who was that someone and why was he not investigated? No investigation was made into his phone or email either.
Then there was the balcony.
The balcony was described by some to be eighty centimeter tall, which would make slipping a feasible case for someone 1.8 meter tall like An. However, images from the crime scene show a police man standing next to the balcony and the balcony reaching his chest. Given that the minimum height to be accepted to the police academy is 1.64 meters, we are looking at a 1.2 meter tall balcony at the very least. It will be very hard to slip and fall over, unless someone was leaning over it. But why would anybody do such a thing? Some suggested he was drunk and tired and this could have been the case, but with no toxicology report done on him there was no way to make sure.
Some commentators also pointed out that even if An leaned out and fell, his body would have landed in a perpendicular angle with the building block he was falling out from. Yet, in the crime scene image, he was shown lying parallel to the building, as if he had rolled over on his side. There were no obstacles on the way down so his falling body could not have hit anything. The only thing in his way was a tree, but the branches were very frail and images did not show any conclusive evidence that he hit the tree on his way down.
So, if he did not slip and fall, what else could have happened?
Suicide was also suggested and has remained a strong contender. It must be remembered that An was an important man being surrounded by enemies. He had a very heavy burden to shoulder and had to endure political shenanigans from all sides. Perhaps, the pressure had broken the hitherto earnest teacher who had not had a taste for the wild political arena. So, he decided to go to the eighth floor, climbed over it (which could have required him to drape over the balcony, explaining why his body was found parallel to the building) then let himself fall.
Of course, some don’t agree with the idea. They pointed out he was a very happy, very respected man with a long and promising career, a loving family, and a dedication towards a higher calling. Men like him, they said, rarely killed themselves. While this could be true, this “proof” is very weak as many successful men have committed suicide. Perhaps, he was only showing himself to be happy; perhaps there was something else going on with his life that we would never know.
Finally, and perhaps the most pervasive, is the idea An was killed. Of course, given that this theory was born out of circumstantial evidence not any real evidence, this belongs more to the conspiracy theory bin. The temptation was there: An was leading the crusade against some very powerful individual, many of whom had both the power and desire to get rid of someone like An. If the former President himself could die so mysteriously while in office, who was to say An was safe? The police’s quick conclusion and refusal to investigate any further as well as the image of a supposedly official letter from his wife begging for police protection (now scrubbed off the internet) only added more flame to the fire.
So, assuming An was killed, who had killed him?
The obvious answer to many would be Nhạ: he was An’s boss, he was investigated by An, he could’ve lost his power and friends and influence. He wanted An dead, had the means to do so, and was therefore the prime suspect. The many clans whose children’s road to power An had dashed such as the Triệu clan also had axes to grind with An.
However, there was another suspect.
Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc, the man who had appointed An to the position himself.
Before this all happened, Phúc was rumored to be in a power struggle with President Trần Đại Quang and the Ministry of Public Security. After Quang’s death in 2018, Phúc was trying to court Quang’s Department of Public Security to his side. The new head of this Department was Tô Lâm (The man who was videoed eating at Salt Bae’s place in London while Vietnam was under lockdown and starving.) Perhaps, as a gesture of peace, Phúc sold out his subordinate as an “apology.”
Ultimately, given that these theories are born out of the lack of evidence and the coincidence, we cannot accept them as “reasonable.”
PART 5: Farewell
On the 21st of October 2019, Lê Hải An’s funeral was held. It was a simple affair and yet it attracted thousands of mourners, ranging from the Vietnamese elites to his students. To many, the loss of An was a great loss to this world. Even without his work to clean up the Ministry of Education, he was an honest, hard-working, humble man who had always tried his best to live up to the image of the model teacher that had become so rare in modern Vietnam. The fact that such a good man had to die so early only rubbed more salt into the open wound.
But time will fly. Life will move on, heals will wound, stories will be forgotten, people will forget. Lê Hải An will one day fade into obscurity, and with him the question:
“What happened to Lê Hải An on October 17th 2019?”
Source
[1] https://canhco.net/lo-hinh-anh-hien-truong-tang-8-va-loi-khai-nhan-chung-khi-ong-le-hai-an-nga-xuong-tu-vong-p329165.html
[2] https://tuoitre.vn/thu-truong-bo-giao-duc-dao-tao-le-hai-an-qua-doi-vi-nga-tu-tang-cao-20191017084152884.htm
[3] https://kienthuc.net.vn/xa-hoi/su-that-ve-thu-truong-bo-gddt-le-hai-an-nga-lau-qua-doi-o-tru-so-bo-1291388.html
[4] https://nld.com.vn/thoi-su/dieu-tra-nguyen-nhan-tu-vong-cua-thu-truong-bo-gd-dt-le-hai-an-20191017102746586.htm
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In the next episode of "The Mysteries of Vietnam," we will return to a re-write and updated version of the first case I wrote about years ago: did Hồ Duy Hải murder two innocent postal workers at Cầu Voi post office, or was it the work of a serial killer on the loose? And why is the Vietnamese government intervening in the case?
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At 7:10 AM, someone spotted a figure falling from the 8th floor. There was a blood-curling smash; the figure was declared dead on impact. It wasn’t hard for people to identify the man.
In just a few hours, public media across Vietnam would declare that Vice Minister Lê Hải An had died. The reason?
He slipped and fell off the balcony.
The story I am about to tell you is not just a simple fall.
The story I am about to tell you sounds like something out of a conspiracy theory, the one spewed by tinfoil hat wearers on the street, the one peddled by shock websites and fringe extremist forums, the kind that would make you think it was a rejected Hollywood script and not real life. And I must admit, I have to work with secondary foreign sources with many being biased and some outright spewing baseless conspiracy theories. Many original sources had been removed or edited, forever lost into a memory hole resembling that of 1984. In trying to be faithful, I've removed a lot more "fantastical" elements that have no proof to be cross-checked; I will do my best to paint a complete picture of not only who Lê Hải An was, but the treacherous world around him, a nightmarish jungle of political infighting.
To those who don’t believe, I ask you to just give me the benefit of the doubt and remember this one thing:
“This is Vietnam.”
PART 1: The model teacher
In Vietnam, we have this saying: “Tôn sư trọng đạo” meaning “To worship your teachers and to respect your study.” A teacher was not simply a teacher; he/she was the paragon of society, the enlightener, the one who upheld all the virtues of society, who embodied such virtues, and who passed on such virtue to younger generations.
Lê Hải An was one such man.
Born in April 1st 1971 in Hà Nội, An was the son of Lê Hải Châu, a famous educator whose mathematics book was once the golden standard of Vietnamese mathematics education. In fact, if you were in Vietnamese highschool in the 90s to early 2000s, you would have used one of his books. For his contribution, Châu was awarded the title “The People’s Teacher,” a once highly prestigious prize reserved for the most devoted teacher. Given his family’s background, An was said to be set for life.
But An did not take the easy way. He challenged himself continuously, was handpicked as a government-sponsored student to study Mining and Geology at Moscow State University of Geodesy and Cartography. Even late in his career, he still pursued his passion for the mining industry, successfully defending a thesis on the application of neural networks in the oil industry at the Heriot-Watt University.
Given his background and training, Lê Hải An was made a professor at the Hanoi University of Mining and Geology. At first he was a teacher at the Petroleum department, but rose steadily through the rank. To his students, he was a knowledgeable yet compassionate teacher who never sought to exert his authority; to his colleagues, he was a man of honor, of dignity, representing the paragon of teachers thought to have been lost. Nobody complained when he was made the University’s principal; nobody complained when Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc appointed An to be the Vice Minister of the much troubled Ministry of Education.
Well, maybe not nobody.
PART 2: You have to go to Hà Giang and take the national exam
For every Vietnamese students, nothing struck the fear of God in them worse than the word "National Exam." Not as competitive as the Chinese Gaokao or the Korean Suneung, it is the stuff of nightmare that have made and broken life. Students competed for the sweet sweet spot at the Police Academy and Military Academy (It is in fact more difficult to become a cop or an army officer in Vietnam than to become a doctoteacheengineeIT technician); parents wait anxiously for their children's performance to show off to friends and families; educators wait for the top scores to make their annual achievement look good so they can attract better students to their high school.
Exam season rolled around, and the results were released by July 11th 2018. As soon as the scores came out, all of Vietnam was shocked.
Of all the 64 cities and provinces, Hà Giang scored the highest in the national exam, with the highest number of “Thủ Khoa” or “The top scorer.” This, to many, was a surprise: not only Hà Giang was the poorest province in all of Vietnam, it traditionally had high illiteracy rate, high dropout rate, low graduation rate, low university admission rate, and so on and so forth. The fact that during the same year Hà Giang had the highest rate of failure to graduate from high school also raised eyebrows.
And Hà Giang was not the only province. Sơn La and Hòa Bình, two other terrible performers, also scored suspiciously well, outmatching province such as Thanh Hóa-Nghệ An-Hà Tĩnh who have been known as "Đất Học" or "The land of the studious."
Immediately, people began to cry foul. There was a lot of anger: a lot of students who had worked their whole lives were in danger of losing their spots to some “irregularities.” A common saying began to emerge: “Em phải đến Hà Giang thi đại học” or “You have to go to Hà Giang and take the national exam.” Investigations were launched into the Ministry of Education just one day after the score was released.
Quick investigation revealed that this was not just some "irregularities" but a systematic scheme, raising scores for test-takers: some exam takers received a nine points out of a total of ten points boost for individual exam, and some had their total points raised by thirty points out of a total of forty. Not only that, the exam-takers who benefitted from this were some of the most powerful people in Vietnam. Take the case of Hà Giang: one of the person whose scores were raised was Triệu Ngọc Mai, daughter's of Triệu Tài Vinh, General Secretary of Hà Giang. The Triệu clan ruled Hà Giang as a fiefdom of their own, holding most important positions; they had strong ties with the Minister of Education Phùng Xuân Nhạ, a widely-hated and despised figures for his bare-faced corruption and mismanagement, and the President of Vietnam Trần Đại Quang. People were expecting the investigation would go to nowhere - afterall, who dared to incur the wrath of the President of Vietnam?
Then, out of nowhere, Trần Đại Quang died.
On September 21st 2018, the fit and healthy Trần Đại Quang suddenly passed away from “a rare and unknown virus which he contracted during his trips.”
No more explanation was given. One month later, on November 3rd 2018, Lê Hải An received Decision 1475/QĐ-TTg from Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc himself, making him the Vice Minister of Education and in charge of the National Examination scandal
PART 3: His final moment
For the next year, An worked with diligence, doing his best to hold the perpetrators accountable. By the numerous newspaper articles, it was clear he was the one leading the charge while his superior, Nhạ, kept a low profile and only appeared on the media every now and then to make some empty speech. He worked hard, showing up at his office early and having breakfast in the office’s canteen to save time, then immediately dived into work in his office on the second floor. His work yielded results: 16 bureaucrats were arrested, 222 exam takers were exposed, large sums of bribes were confiscated. To many, perhaps An included, it wasn’t enough. Everyone knew the big fish Nhạ was still out there, and everyone was itching to see him fall.
It was on the morning of October 17th 2019 when Lê Hải An arrived at his workplace, the Ministry of Education on 35 Đại Cồ Việt street, Hai Bà Trưng district, Hà Nội. We had little idea of what had happened on that day, but what we knew painted a very strange picture.
Normally, An would go straight to his office on the second floor, rarely having any reasons to go anywhere else. And, given the early hour, most other offices would be empty.
Yet, on that day, An seemed to have gone to the eighth floor. There was no record of what he was doing there or who he was meeting; the floor also had no camera. Photographs of the crime scene showed a table which supposedly An had sat - this table had an almost empty glass of cold tea, a cigarette pack, and an ashtray with ash in it. Another table was photographed with an old red gym bag and a nylon bag containing non-descript items; next to this table was a chair with another plastic bag containing non-descript items on it. All the tables were seated next to a balcony which was about 80 centimeters tall. An was described to be 180 centimeters tall, and when his body was discovered it was lying parallel to the building from which he fell from next to a tree but seemingly did not hit it.
Given all the evidence, by 8:30 AM it was concluded that An slipped and fell. No more investigation was made
PART 4: The truth won’t set you free
Of course, the conclusion did not satisfy anybody.
On one hand, there is very low trust for the Vietnamese police who have shown their ineptitude and willingness to fake evidence time and time again. With miscarriage of justice cases such as Hồ Duy Hải and Huỳnh Văn Nén fresh in every one’s mind, the police’s conclusion lost even more credits. The fact that the police quickly concluded An slipped and fell only at most two hours after they were notified of the accident and refused to investigate any further reek of a cover-up.
But, even with the benefit of doubt for the police, the idea of An slipping and falling was deemed unthinkable to many. For one thing, people did not understand why An went to the eighth floor when his office was on the second floor. If he was there on business, what business could it be at such an early hour (government offices in Vietnam often begin work at 8:00 AM if not 9:00 AM.) If he was there to meet someone, who was that someone and why was he not investigated? No investigation was made into his phone or email either.
Then there was the balcony.
The balcony was described by some to be eighty centimeter tall, which would make slipping a feasible case for someone 1.8 meter tall like An. However, images from the crime scene show a police man standing next to the balcony and the balcony reaching his chest. Given that the minimum height to be accepted to the police academy is 1.64 meters, we are looking at a 1.2 meter tall balcony at the very least. It will be very hard to slip and fall over, unless someone was leaning over it. But why would anybody do such a thing? Some suggested he was drunk and tired and this could have been the case, but with no toxicology report done on him there was no way to make sure.
Some commentators also pointed out that even if An leaned out and fell, his body would have landed in a perpendicular angle with the building block he was falling out from. Yet, in the crime scene image, he was shown lying parallel to the building, as if he had rolled over on his side. There were no obstacles on the way down so his falling body could not have hit anything. The only thing in his way was a tree, but the branches were very frail and images did not show any conclusive evidence that he hit the tree on his way down.
So, if he did not slip and fall, what else could have happened?
Suicide was also suggested and has remained a strong contender. It must be remembered that An was an important man being surrounded by enemies. He had a very heavy burden to shoulder and had to endure political shenanigans from all sides. Perhaps, the pressure had broken the hitherto earnest teacher who had not had a taste for the wild political arena. So, he decided to go to the eighth floor, climbed over it (which could have required him to drape over the balcony, explaining why his body was found parallel to the building) then let himself fall.
Of course, some don’t agree with the idea. They pointed out he was a very happy, very respected man with a long and promising career, a loving family, and a dedication towards a higher calling. Men like him, they said, rarely killed themselves. While this could be true, this “proof” is very weak as many successful men have committed suicide. Perhaps, he was only showing himself to be happy; perhaps there was something else going on with his life that we would never know.
Finally, and perhaps the most pervasive, is the idea An was killed. Of course, given that this theory was born out of circumstantial evidence not any real evidence, this belongs more to the conspiracy theory bin. The temptation was there: An was leading the crusade against some very powerful individual, many of whom had both the power and desire to get rid of someone like An. If the former President himself could die so mysteriously while in office, who was to say An was safe? The police’s quick conclusion and refusal to investigate any further as well as the image of a supposedly official letter from his wife begging for police protection (now scrubbed off the internet) only added more flame to the fire.
So, assuming An was killed, who had killed him?
The obvious answer to many would be Nhạ: he was An’s boss, he was investigated by An, he could’ve lost his power and friends and influence. He wanted An dead, had the means to do so, and was therefore the prime suspect. The many clans whose children’s road to power An had dashed such as the Triệu clan also had axes to grind with An.
However, there was another suspect.
Prime Minister Nguyễn Xuân Phúc, the man who had appointed An to the position himself.
Before this all happened, Phúc was rumored to be in a power struggle with President Trần Đại Quang and the Ministry of Public Security. After Quang’s death in 2018, Phúc was trying to court Quang’s Department of Public Security to his side. The new head of this Department was Tô Lâm (The man who was videoed eating at Salt Bae’s place in London while Vietnam was under lockdown and starving.) Perhaps, as a gesture of peace, Phúc sold out his subordinate as an “apology.”
Ultimately, given that these theories are born out of the lack of evidence and the coincidence, we cannot accept them as “reasonable.”
PART 5: Farewell
On the 21st of October 2019, Lê Hải An’s funeral was held. It was a simple affair and yet it attracted thousands of mourners, ranging from the Vietnamese elites to his students. To many, the loss of An was a great loss to this world. Even without his work to clean up the Ministry of Education, he was an honest, hard-working, humble man who had always tried his best to live up to the image of the model teacher that had become so rare in modern Vietnam. The fact that such a good man had to die so early only rubbed more salt into the open wound.
But time will fly. Life will move on, heals will wound, stories will be forgotten, people will forget. Lê Hải An will one day fade into obscurity, and with him the question:
“What happened to Lê Hải An on October 17th 2019?”
Source
[1] https://canhco.net/lo-hinh-anh-hien-truong-tang-8-va-loi-khai-nhan-chung-khi-ong-le-hai-an-nga-xuong-tu-vong-p329165.html
[2] https://tuoitre.vn/thu-truong-bo-giao-duc-dao-tao-le-hai-an-qua-doi-vi-nga-tu-tang-cao-20191017084152884.htm
[3] https://kienthuc.net.vn/xa-hoi/su-that-ve-thu-truong-bo-gddt-le-hai-an-nga-lau-qua-doi-o-tru-so-bo-1291388.html
[4] https://nld.com.vn/thoi-su/dieu-tra-nguyen-nhan-tu-vong-cua-thu-truong-bo-gd-dt-le-hai-an-20191017102746586.htm
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