Barbara Wolff
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In order of justification; 1. I don’t want to. 2. I can’t afford to. 3. There’s already quite a lot of us already. 4. Global climate change, political instability, and a very uncertain future.ChilxTheGreat reply
Pregnancy seems difficult, birth seems even harder and if that weren’t enough kids are expensive as s**t. Last reason is that I don’t want children to be in this f****d up worldPushing Your Legs To The Limit
I hiked through 6 miles of public land early one morning doing some pre-season deer scouting for the upcoming deer season. Took several hours to complete and i was exhausted when i got to my truck. Only to see my best friend had texted me at some point asking if I want to join him on an over night camping trip. Said f**k it. Got home. Grabbed my camp pack. Met him at another spot on public land and we hiked another 4 miles in before setting up camp. That night and the next week, my legs felt as if they were ready to rip themselves off. Might not sound like a lot of miles but when 90% of it is off trail bush wacking. Climbing over logs and through thick brush. Its a good bit of work.Show All 10 Upvotes
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Used to work at a check cashing/credit card cash withdrawal booth at a Native casino. One guy was really drunk and being a real twat about how long it took me to get his cash told me I needed to 'hurry the f**k up' or he would make sure I lost my job. I did hurry, and I hurried through the balance on 5 credit cards as he kept coming back because he was getting his a*s handed to him at the craps table. I guess at some point during the night Visa realized this person had blown through about 10k at a casino in a matter of hours so they put holds on every one of his cards(meaning the merchant has to take the card from the customer); I know this because I ran and kept every single last card he had on him. Not happy at all. Another guy who was also a drunk(had a limited Interlock Device license) used to come in all the time and act like a s**t head. Taking it out on us if he was having a bad day at the tables. One night he comes in with a taxi driver in tow; he was meaning to stiff the driver, but the driver just got out and followed him. He cashes a check and counts out what to give the driver but is so drunk he hands the driver the cash he meant to keep(the remainder of $500 probably about $450-475), the driver looked me in the eyes and with my eyes I motion for him to go he turns around and walks away and the drunk is none the wiser that night. A few night later and a little more sober he comes again and asks how much he got out; I tell him and mention that he gave it to the driver. He is pissed and asks why I let him; I say 'Well you were really drunk and being a major shithead to him, I just figured you were making it right by giving him cash.'. 'F**k, I guess that is fair; I need to quit drinking so much...' he replies and walks away and I never see him again, I hope he did get it together. Now to even it out. There was a guy who comes in with his mom one day. He says that his dad was a really strict christian and would never allow his mom to gamble. Now that dad died he brought his mom to experience something new. Takes out $200 and gives his mom $180 and says 'I love you mom, now go have some fun.' He then takes the $20 and puts it in this 'Wheel of Fortune(game show)' Machine that sits right next to the booth. He pushes the button, and I hear it hit a Jackpot. Dude won almost $20k. Such a cool thing to happen to a cool guy doing something good for his mom.WizardLawyer reply
I'm not sure if being a public defender counts as a retail or service worker, but considering that I provide criminal defense to indigent clients facing deprivation of their rights and freedom, I'll consider it service nonetheless. I was representing a scumbag client who was a massive meth head who got high and beat the hell out of her eight year old daughter with a belt after she accidentally broke mommy's meth pipe. She was charged with child cruelty and possession of meth, and, given her criminal record, the DA's plea offer was three years of prison. Needless to say, my client didn't want to go to prison for "giving that c**t what she deserved" and started freaking out at me when I told her that's the best offer I was going to get from the DA, and it was either accept that offer or go to trial. I further pointed out the mountain of evidence against her, primarily: the photographs of her daughter's injuries, the bloody belt that was recovered from her bedroom, the broken meth pipe w/ meth residue in it, and the fact that her daughter was going to testify against her at trial. After she was done cursing me out, calling me a "public pretender," and every other derogatory name she could think of, she fired me and somehow managed to hire a private attorney for the low price of $8,000 (I still don't know how she managed to come up with that, but I have plenty of reliable guesses). The private attorney "guaranteed" her that he could win her case at trial, and that's exactly what she chose to do. Long story short, the private attorney clearly never even read this woman's file before trial. The trial lasted roughly three hours, the jury was literally out for only five minutes, and the judge sentenced her to ten years of prison. It was a good day.This Panda hasn't posted anything yet
Barbara Wolff • commented on a post 1 year ago
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Pregnancy seems difficult, birth seems even harder and if that weren’t enough kids are expensive as s**t. Last reason is that I don’t want children to be in this f****d up worldHiding_behind_you reply
In order of justification; 1. I don’t want to. 2. I can’t afford to. 3. There’s already quite a lot of us already. 4. Global climate change, political instability, and a very uncertain future.WizardLawyer reply
I'm not sure if being a public defender counts as a retail or service worker, but considering that I provide criminal defense to indigent clients facing deprivation of their rights and freedom, I'll consider it service nonetheless. I was representing a scumbag client who was a massive meth head who got high and beat the hell out of her eight year old daughter with a belt after she accidentally broke mommy's meth pipe. She was charged with child cruelty and possession of meth, and, given her criminal record, the DA's plea offer was three years of prison. Needless to say, my client didn't want to go to prison for "giving that c**t what she deserved" and started freaking out at me when I told her that's the best offer I was going to get from the DA, and it was either accept that offer or go to trial. I further pointed out the mountain of evidence against her, primarily: the photographs of her daughter's injuries, the bloody belt that was recovered from her bedroom, the broken meth pipe w/ meth residue in it, and the fact that her daughter was going to testify against her at trial. After she was done cursing me out, calling me a "public pretender," and every other derogatory name she could think of, she fired me and somehow managed to hire a private attorney for the low price of $8,000 (I still don't know how she managed to come up with that, but I have plenty of reliable guesses). The private attorney "guaranteed" her that he could win her case at trial, and that's exactly what she chose to do. Long story short, the private attorney clearly never even read this woman's file before trial. The trial lasted roughly three hours, the jury was literally out for only five minutes, and the judge sentenced her to ten years of prison. It was a good day.anon reply
Used to work at a check cashing/credit card cash withdrawal booth at a Native casino. One guy was really drunk and being a real twat about how long it took me to get his cash told me I needed to 'hurry the f**k up' or he would make sure I lost my job. I did hurry, and I hurried through the balance on 5 credit cards as he kept coming back because he was getting his a*s handed to him at the craps table. I guess at some point during the night Visa realized this person had blown through about 10k at a casino in a matter of hours so they put holds on every one of his cards(meaning the merchant has to take the card from the customer); I know this because I ran and kept every single last card he had on him. Not happy at all. Another guy who was also a drunk(had a limited Interlock Device license) used to come in all the time and act like a s**t head. Taking it out on us if he was having a bad day at the tables. One night he comes in with a taxi driver in tow; he was meaning to stiff the driver, but the driver just got out and followed him. He cashes a check and counts out what to give the driver but is so drunk he hands the driver the cash he meant to keep(the remainder of $500 probably about $450-475), the driver looked me in the eyes and with my eyes I motion for him to go he turns around and walks away and the drunk is none the wiser that night. A few night later and a little more sober he comes again and asks how much he got out; I tell him and mention that he gave it to the driver. He is pissed and asks why I let him; I say 'Well you were really drunk and being a major shithead to him, I just figured you were making it right by giving him cash.'. 'F**k, I guess that is fair; I need to quit drinking so much...' he replies and walks away and I never see him again, I hope he did get it together. Now to even it out. There was a guy who comes in with his mom one day. He says that his dad was a really strict christian and would never allow his mom to gamble. Now that dad died he brought his mom to experience something new. Takes out $200 and gives his mom $180 and says 'I love you mom, now go have some fun.' He then takes the $20 and puts it in this 'Wheel of Fortune(game show)' Machine that sits right next to the booth. He pushes the button, and I hear it hit a Jackpot. Dude won almost $20k. Such a cool thing to happen to a cool guy doing something good for his mom.Pushing Your Legs To The Limit
I hiked through 6 miles of public land early one morning doing some pre-season deer scouting for the upcoming deer season. Took several hours to complete and i was exhausted when i got to my truck. Only to see my best friend had texted me at some point asking if I want to join him on an over night camping trip. Said f**k it. Got home. Grabbed my camp pack. Met him at another spot on public land and we hiked another 4 miles in before setting up camp. That night and the next week, my legs felt as if they were ready to rip themselves off. Might not sound like a lot of miles but when 90% of it is off trail bush wacking. Climbing over logs and through thick brush. Its a good bit of work.This Panda hasn't followed anyone yet
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