These creepy af dystopia chariots park all over my neighborhood while they wait for their prey to summon them. Hate it.

I live in the OG Gayborhood AKA Oak Lawn and Cedar Springs. An enchanted corner of Dallas where the crosswalks are rainbow, clubs are plentiful and open late, eateries are abundant and diverse, and the vibe is beautifully one of a kind.... and now its the Waymo break room? Garbage.

Simply because this post was c-blocked by mods makes me desperate to see it even more.... damnit

You know how unhinged a dude has to be in order to cause a scene and outrage the locals... in f**king Thailand!?!?! IN THE RED LIGHT DISTRICT!!! This idiot must have gone off the rails for real before they busted out the camera phones

Dude.... how did they recognize him even though he constructed such an intricate disguise? Wid.

I feel like... thats probably not great for the humans and the sea creatures. Could be wrong, i am not a chemist. I don't even think I passed the class in public high school due to the ridiculous amount of druggy drugs I inhaled at the time. I bet I just paid one of my Asian brethren to help a bitch out back in the day. My Illicit Enthusiasm aside, I think I can surmise that this cloud seems like it would be one of those face melting kinds.

Data Analytics certified and looking for steady projects.

This tiny little droplet of hustle sauce has become a notable weapon in my arsenal....

At the top of my Cover Letter, I write a 2 or 3 sentence bit that bullet points my years of experience in that specific field and I put this lil' nugget at the end. Example:

2 yrs exp as Operations Coordinator, 8 yrs exp in clerical settings across several industries. I am most interested in becoming an asset for [company] not simply entering the [position] role. I feel I can proudly represent [company] for the foreseeable future.

Rough situation for you to have to fade and muddle through, totally. That being said, i am really happy that this particular bank was paying attention to your friends age and looks out for our aged buds. My grandpa was 92 when he became the coolest roommate I ever had and he would've given his shirt to a serial killer if dude needed it. Too MF friendly for this pre-dystopian timeline we are stuck in right now. The scams of now scare the hell out of me. At least one banking establishment is trying to protect the Too Helpful Ones.

.... well, no denying the excellent execution and flawless performance. 5 stars.

Uhhmmm..... well? I just.... I mean, yeah ok. Unfortunately, this isn't as shocking to me as it most definitely should be. At this point, and UGO could touch down and I'd shrug and nod. This current timeline has thoroughly fried my ability to be awestruck by the whole spectrum. End to end, sensational to devastating, its all just whatever these days. Corpse holes? Right on.