@Zelyre: Nothing that serious, but sometimes it feels like it.
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@crusader8463: Yeah I say confront him about it and if he continues you have to go to your supervisor. A couple times it's funny, if it's an ongoing thing you have to report him or something.
I just let it slide for the longest time because for some reason gay guys love me and always hit on me, so I'm used to it, but the bit at the end of my OP about what he said in the lunchroom is what made me decide otherwise. If he makes an effort to keep coming at me after we get split up and assigned to the floor I will start looking into confronting him and then going from there. Hopefully it will just blow over.
Not yet, but I think I may have to someday soon. There is this really flamboyantly gay guy at this job I just started a few weeks ago, and I think he has a thing for me. He thinks I'm gay, and he seems to have made it his mission to "out" me and does weird stuff constantly after over hearing a conversation where me talking about what I like in a girl came up and I made it very clear I like girls. We have been in training for about three weeks now, two and a half of those weeks he has sat behind me, and he keeps brushing up against my ass by "accident" and whenever we make eye contact he makes this weird "Hey you sexy" kind of face at me. I thought the ass thing was just him hitting me with his foot by accident when he adjusts in his seat, we sit close together, so I just ignored it for a long time, but it happens so often that it makes me think he is doing it on purpose at this point.
Next week we go on the floor so I'm going to make a point of trying to sit further away from him, and if he comes at me and trys to manoeuvre to sit next to me again, or ramps up his efforts to convert me, I'm going to just make it clear one last time that I'm not interested before I go to a supervisor about it. It's hard to concentrate on learning the job with him right behind me doing what he does all day. I have also caught him several times just staring at me in the reflection of things non stop for several minuets, and over heard him in the lunch room proclaiming to other people at work that "He's obviously a homo! He's just too chicken shit to come out!"
My very first time living on my own was when I was 17 and moved away to college. I was fine for the first few days, but then the realization that I was suddenly alone dawned on me and I was a mess of a kid for a good week or two. It's a rather cold frightening feeling when you realize that for the first time in your life you have absolutely no one near by to fall back on if you ever need help. Up until then I always had my mom to fall back on if I ever needed help. When you try to think about it for the first time you will always imagine all the big scare what ifs that might happen, but honestly, for me anyway, the hardest part was when I started to add up all the little things that I just never think about that the people I had been with all my life did for me that suddenly I now have to do on my own if I ever want them to get done. One by one all those little things start to pile up until it feels overwhelming and you just want to cry; which I did.
Then a few days after that break down I was fine. I just adjusted to now having all this extra responsibility and it became second nature to me. To the point that all those little things that felt soul crushing a few days before never even entered my mind anymore.
It's a great and terrible experience, and the longer you put it off the harder it will be to take the initial jump, but honestly I would listen to those parents of yours. If they are not annoying to the point that you dream nightly of making yourself an orphan and they are willing to let you stay with them then stay as long as you can then do it. Put all that money you are going to make into something that will make some money for you, or even just stock pile it in a bank account somewhere. That way when you decide enough is enough and you want your own place you will have years of never needing to pay rent/bills to cushion your movement into the world. There is a TON of expenses you will discover you will need to fit into your budget that you just will never think of because you have never had to be the one who made sure they got done, and having that money will make life so much easier. It's like having a money cheat for real life.
What happened to all the quality trolls on the internet? When I was a kid Trolls used to put some actual effort into trolling. Now it's just " Herp a derp! I hate the popular thing! Deeer! You mad Hahahahaha!"
It's just weird to be outside. Why would anyone willingly choose to do that? It's considered a war crime in most parts of the world.
No idea about your specific example, but something I have always said is that journalists never appropriately take into account the cost of a game and how much that means to real people.