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Cake day: July 7th, 2023

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  • Nothing nearly as grueling as a lot of these folks.

    I worked as a weather forecaster for several years, specializing in flight weather and our main locations where we had supplies and people to protect. The setup at the time was a little weird in that we did everything for our pilots, but if we wanted to issue weather alerts for the greater locations, we had to go through our mother ship, basically. Which was a bunch of people in an entirely different location who you could only talk to via phone.

    So, it’s summer and we’ve been tracking this incoming storm. It looks like the motherload, like we are about to be wiped off the map. We talk with our pilots for days, send out emails to all personnel, cover our bases, etc. However, as the day actually approaches, the models aren’t lining up with the real time data we’re seeing. Everything looks like it’s going to just miss us to the east and our operation will be safe. But the mother ship doesn’t seem to agree, and they’re pushing to send out warnings. Now there are three different levels to weather alerts. Advisory is for smaller stuff or the maybes. Watch is for the we’re expecting this later, be warned. Warnings are things are happening, stop operations and shelter as appropriate.

    So… being a very timid young one at this time with a fierce aversion to phone calls and confrontation, I had to call the mother ship and tell them in no uncertain terms, No. The guy that answered the phone on the other side was an older dude and seemed to think he knew everything. I don’t remember exactly what he told me, but it was the equivalent of “shove it, pipsqueak”. He hung up. I waited just a little longer for a new model run and to watch our satellite and wind reports. We simply weren’t going to get hit and we needed to keep operations going, not shut down for no reason. So I called again and the dude is eating obnoxiously loudly on the other side of the line as I explain this. Just smacking all the food in my ear over the phone set. Disgusting and rude. He hangs up on me.

    Now I’m shaking like a leaf by this point and starting to get flac from management about needing to get this warning taken away asap. It’s amazing I could dial the number at all with how badly my hands were trembling. I remember ranting at him and he’s still eating and giving me passive aggressive ‘yep, mhm, sure’ type answers as I keep going through all of my reasons. After a long long silent pause, finally he relents and the warning is dismissed.

    I left my desk after that and threw up, lol. Confrontation is just the absolute worst. Especially with someone who sees you as lesser. Fuck that guy, though. I was right in the end. Just to the east of our boundaries there were record breaking hail reports, tornadoes, and a deluge of rain. But we only had a warm day.

    The end :3

    Td;lr Young and super non confrontational me had to stand up multiple times to an old dude who thought he was hot shit. I was right in the end. Everyone clapped.


  • As someone near that age - this is the prime of my life. 30s are great. You have enough money to do things and enough stability to not worry as much.

    I go to concerts all the time and if I was anywhere near a nightclub, I’d probably go there too. I’m trying to break into the rave scene and let loose with those bunch as well.

    Age is just a number. Fun is forever.



  • Happy birthday!

    I was in high school and honestly having a great time. My friend group was pretty solid, I remember having a decent bunch of fun classes, and that was the first year I had a cell phone. Having a phone and a friend with a car meant that I was granted a lot more freedom.

    My friend with the car would pick me up at 6am on the weekends and sometimes on school days and we’d go snowboarding, pushing each other to be better and to have fun. We did a lot together besides just that, and I spent a lot of time at her place, which was nice to get away from mine.

    It was a good time :) I hope your teen years haven’t been too fraught with all that is happening in the world and you’re able to have your own freedoms and fun






  • Ok this might sound insane, but my dad had a razr I would borrow sometimes and the plastic had such a unique smell. And then I had a little moto glider that also had a super plasticky smell, but not as strong as the razr.

    Seeing these icons gave me such a trip back to that era and that smell. I feel like I need to go change my shoes or something because I’ve stepped into another life.





  • I went to a smaller university, which is somehow worse that University of [State]. Maybe Ivy League vs not matters to some boy’s clubs, but honestly it’s not the piece of paper that matters, it’s how you use your time during your education.

    I’m not going to say I’m a paragon saint of schooling, I hardly went to a lot of my classes and I cheesed through my calc class by just using Patrick JMT on YouTube to understand how to do my homework. BUT I did pay attention in my main courses and applied for tons of internships when I had enough knowledge under my belt. After my first internship ended, I was personally recommended by my prof for two more, and he tried to hook me up with a job after I got my degree.

    A little effort goes a long way. And being honest about your abilities goes a long way, too. Saying hey prof, I just can’t understand this concept, can I come over during office hours will get you plenty of points in their favor typically.

    So, yea, tl;Dr it’s not the school you go to, it’s how you use it.