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I like that it’s small and that most people are kind.
I dislike that when there’s a wave of reddit refugees it gets kind of gross for a bit till they either calm down or leave.

Also, beans and moths. But I’m not going to say if I like or dislike them, or one over the other.

Depends on the boss. I had a guy I worked for and we’d hang out off work. We’d go to lunch, some days go on hikes during lunch, and went camping a couple of times. He was really laid back, didn’t care about my hours as long as I got my work done, and we built him a ramp in his backyard. More than once, he’d give me a bonus, send me to the pizza place for lunch, then tell me there was credit for me at the local tattoo shop. We still talk about every week or two. Good dude all around.

My current boss is cool, fine to work for, doesn’t care about my hours as long as I get my work done, and we joke and play around. But I’d never hang out with him. Just too different a life style.

Past boss, no way. I didn’t want him having my personal mobile phone number. You need to call me? You call me on the work cell. I come in, I do work. You tell me what you need done, you give me money. Not a bad guy, but that was just work.

Ha. He earned his 2.5 hour round trip then. And honestly, had he pulled out another, $200 I’d have told him fuck off.

I was selling a saw. Pretty good one, compound mitre, slider, 12" blade, and a really nice stand. I don’t remember what I wad asking, but it was fair. Let’s say $500 for the sake of the story. Dude gets in touch, asks a couple of questions, and says yeah, he’ll take it for that price. Day comes, he shows up and checks it out. I have it set up and we cut a couple of boards to show him it’s all square and good.

He says cool, here’s $300.

I say, yeah, uh, we said 5. I’m selling it for 5. Not 3.

He looks at me deadpan and says this is all I brought.

I say well, I’m selling it for 5.

He looks at me and says I drove all the way from *city about an hour away on a good day with no traffic.

I look back at him and say Huh. I bet you wish you hadn’t done that.

He just kind of stands there looking at his shoes while I pack the saw back up and he sort of sulks off.

I’ll ask for resources but she’s trained and studied to be a teacher for kids with special needs and that are neuro divergent.

Find an executive functioning class and take it. It’s, I think, becoming more and more a thing. My wife is starting to run them for local middle and high schoolers.
And YouTube is your friend. You can find help for just about anything. Taxes, find someone local or just pay a person to do them. States all have different rules.