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Ass, Bad, and College: Anonymous 12/01/18(Sat)06:19:39 No.49597417 parents spent most of childhood fighting dad was alwavs pissed >has a shitty fucking sense of humour ("haha I'm gonna beat you if you dont this and this") vividly remember getting slapped hard as fuck while we were taking a walk and I decided to skip was maybe 6 years old >broke my toys >mother never did anything says she's always there for me and the only one who actually acknowledged that their long ass divorce could possibly be a really shitty experience for me lies and manipulates people cheated on my dad when I was 9 took the money I got for birthdays and didn't give it back >dad's gf is actually kinda alright >she relays every thing i say to my dad or grandparents though tells me I'm indecent and rude when I curl up on a chair while at grandma's house extremely concerned about how other's view her typical woman.jpg have a family they all hate me because of my mum the only family member I truly love and would miss if they were gone is my aunt whom I see 1-2 a year just wanna get a well-paying and fulfilling job and move far away from all of the bullshit Anonymous 12/01/18(Sat)05:50:32 No.49597109 2/3 got accepted to good college >mom immediately thought that I would go on a drug/drink/sex bender and get into trouble >demand I install tracking software for the smart phone she gave me "how can I trust you after all you did to me in high school?!" largely "encouraged" to choose a particular engineering major extended family, particularly mom's side, made very clear to me the consequences for changing majors, that it would be held over my head for the rest of my life (they did it to cousin) >went there felt freedom for the first time in my life did not drug/drink/sex bender or get into trouble still maintained good grades throughout (dropped only 1 class, A's and B's in a very competitive program while taking a minor and premed courses) develop some of my own non-academic interests and hobbies which family grudgingly accepted (though still to this day try to pressure me to sell it all o stupidest thing I did was ask out high school oneitis, who proceeded to use my crime against me as a cheap way to gain connections for the rest of the 4 years nearly dropped out of major over that only thing that stopped me was seeing that it would take 5 years to graduate, and that it would be impossible to explain to family heartbreak is temporary, family is forever amirite? >powered through major despite slowly dying every day surrounded by people who hated me with no way out >family never knevw constant pressure destroyed me slowly: I'm surel have an undiagnosed anxiety disorder graduated get rejected by every medical program in the country >by this time mom cut connections with family who had always been treating her like shit thought things would get better, at least at home Anonymous 12/01/18(Sat)06:03:04 No.49597258 3/3 forced to take job at shithole startup witnessed and experienced unbelievable shit: racism, sexism, and just plain cruelty from rich degenerates playing company >mom never believed me when I explained thought I was exagerating, and would gaslight me even in middle of conversation >to this day I still hear "it's not that bad" when l make the mistake of talking about what happened over there I have since changed jobs and am still working on my ultimate goal, but I'm more of a wreck than l ever was. Thanks to being berated by my parents for being ungrateful, and constantly having to jump through a million hoops to try to win some love I'm extremely emotionally needy, especially towards women I percieve as mothering figures. It's to the point where I'm pushing away a formerly close friend and mentor who had been extremely kind to me The worst thing is that through all this, my mom (and probably nearly everyone else) is going to say it's all my fault for not being "strong" or independent" enough. For example a few weeks ago I was stupid enough to tell my mom how I hated how her relatives coerced me so hard into staying in my major, even when my heart and brain were both begging to be allowed to run, when they probably couldn't even tell me what my degree was in, and this made me too scared to leave since l feared a trickle down punishment from her. She told me l "stayed in there for myself" and it was all on me since "it's not [herl style" to directly confront others (although I have witnessed this several times). I have to keep pretending everything is alright though it is getting harder every day. There's nobody I can talk to about this: after all, who would believe me? Anon has a bad childhood
Ass, Bad, and College: Anonymous
 12/01/18(Sat)06:19:39 No.49597417
 parents spent most of childhood fighting
 dad was alwavs pissed
 >has a shitty fucking sense of humour ("haha I'm
 gonna beat you if you dont this and this")
 vividly remember getting slapped hard as fuck
 while we were taking a walk and I decided to skip
 was maybe 6 years old
 >broke my toys
 >mother never did anything
 says she's always there for me and the only one
 who actually acknowledged that their long ass
 divorce could possibly be a really shitty experience
 for me
 lies and manipulates people
 cheated on my dad when I was 9
 took the money I got for birthdays and didn't give
 it back
 >dad's gf is actually kinda alright
 >she relays every thing i say to my dad or
 grandparents though
 tells me I'm indecent and rude when I curl up on a
 chair while at grandma's house
 extremely concerned about how other's view her
 typical woman.jpg
 have a family
 they all hate me because of my mum
 the only family member I truly love and would
 miss if they were gone is my aunt whom I see 1-2 a
 year
 just wanna get a well-paying and fulfilling job and
 move far away from all of the bullshit

 Anonymous
 12/01/18(Sat)05:50:32 No.49597109
 2/3
 got accepted to good college
 >mom immediately thought that I would go on a
 drug/drink/sex bender and get into trouble
 >demand I install tracking software for the smart
 phone she gave me
 "how can I trust you after all you did to me in high
 school?!"
 largely "encouraged" to choose a particular
 engineering major
 extended family, particularly mom's side, made
 very clear to me the consequences for changing
 majors, that it would be held over my head for the
 rest of my life (they did it to cousin)
 >went there felt freedom for the first time in my life
 did not drug/drink/sex bender or get into trouble
 still maintained good grades throughout (dropped
 only 1 class, A's and B's in a very competitive
 program while taking a minor and premed courses)
 develop some of my own non-academic interests
 and hobbies which family grudgingly accepted
 (though still to this day try to pressure me to sell it
 all o
 stupidest thing I did was ask out high school
 oneitis, who proceeded to use my crime against
 me as a cheap way to gain connections for the rest
 of the 4 years
 nearly dropped out of major over that
 only thing that stopped me was seeing that it
 would take 5 years to graduate, and that it would
 be impossible to explain to family
 heartbreak is temporary, family is forever amirite?
 >powered through major despite slowly dying
 every day surrounded by people who hated me
 with no way out
 >family never knevw
 constant pressure destroyed me slowly: I'm surel
 have an undiagnosed anxiety disorder
 graduated
 get rejected by every medical program in the
 country
 >by this time mom cut connections with family who
 had always been treating her like shit
 thought things would get better, at least at home

 Anonymous
 12/01/18(Sat)06:03:04 No.49597258
 3/3
 forced to take job at shithole startup
 witnessed and experienced unbelievable shit:
 racism, sexism, and just plain cruelty from rich
 degenerates playing company
 >mom never believed me when I explained
 thought I was exagerating, and would gaslight me
 even in middle of conversation
 >to this day I still hear "it's not that bad" when l
 make the mistake of talking about what happened
 over there
 I have since changed jobs and am still working on
 my ultimate goal, but I'm more of a wreck than l
 ever was. Thanks to being berated by my parents
 for being ungrateful, and constantly having to jump
 through a million hoops to try to win some love I'm
 extremely emotionally needy, especially towards
 women I percieve as mothering figures. It's to the
 point where I'm pushing away a formerly close
 friend and mentor who had been extremely kind to
 me
 The worst thing is that through all this, my mom
 (and probably nearly everyone else) is going to say
 it's all my fault for not being "strong" or
 independent" enough. For example a few weeks
 ago I was stupid enough to tell my mom how I
 hated how her relatives coerced me so hard into
 staying in my major, even when my heart and brain
 were both begging to be allowed to run, when they
 probably couldn't even tell me what my degree was
 in, and this made me too scared to leave since l
 feared a trickle down punishment from her. She
 told me l "stayed in there for myself" and it was all
 on me since "it's not [herl style" to directly confront
 others (although I have witnessed this several
 times). I have to keep pretending everything is
 alright though it is getting harder every day. There's
 nobody I can talk to about this: after all, who would
 believe me?
Anon has a bad childhood

Anon has a bad childhood

Drunk, Memes, and New York: A Mexican restaurant called "Amigos Taqueria Y Tequila" in Westerly, Rhode lsland is selling T-whirts calling for the murder of our president. In a restaurant, to "86" something is to get rid of it, when talking about humans, its murder. The phone number at the restaurant is 401-315-5800. 886 86 86 45 86 45 Regardless of whether it was the first to coin the phrase, the restaurant business in the 1930s was one of the main incubators for its usage and development. Believed to be slang for the word “nix,” it was initially used as a way of saying that the kitchen was out of something, as revealed in Walter Winchell’s 1933 newspaper column that featured a “glossary of soda-fountain lingo” used in restaurants during that time. It later evolved into a code that restaurants and bars used when they wanted to cut someone off, because they were either rude, broke, or drunk, as in “86 that chump at the end of the bar.” This possible origin stems from the Prohibition era at a bar called Chumley’s located at 86 Bedford Street in New York City. To survive, many speakeasies had the police on somewhat of a payroll so that they might be warned of a raid. In the case of Chumley’s, it is said that police would call and tell the bartender to 86 his customers, which meant that 1) a raid was about to happen and 2) that they should all exit via the 86 Bedford door while the police would approach at the entrance on Pamela Court. Another plausible explanation for the saying is brought you by the U.S. Navy’s Allowance Type (AT) coding system that was used to identify and classify the status of inventory. The code AT-6 was assigned to inventory that was designated for disposal, specifically after World War II as the Navy decommissioned many of its warships and went through the process of cleaning out its storerooms where they kept spare parts. During this process, any parts that were labeled AT-6 were considered trash and thrown out. It is easy to see phonetically how this could result in the term “86” and the idea of throwing something away to become synonymous.
Drunk, Memes, and New York: A Mexican restaurant called "Amigos Taqueria
 Y Tequila" in Westerly, Rhode lsland is selling
 T-whirts calling for the murder of our president.
 In a restaurant, to "86" something is to get rid
 of it, when talking about humans, its murder.
 The phone number at the restaurant is
 401-315-5800.
 886
 86 86
 45
 86
 45
Regardless of whether it was the first to coin the phrase, the restaurant business in the 1930s was one of the main incubators for its usage and development. Believed to be slang for the word “nix,” it was initially used as a way of saying that the kitchen was out of something, as revealed in Walter Winchell’s 1933 newspaper column that featured a “glossary of soda-fountain lingo” used in restaurants during that time. It later evolved into a code that restaurants and bars used when they wanted to cut someone off, because they were either rude, broke, or drunk, as in “86 that chump at the end of the bar.” This possible origin stems from the Prohibition era at a bar called Chumley’s located at 86 Bedford Street in New York City. To survive, many speakeasies had the police on somewhat of a payroll so that they might be warned of a raid. In the case of Chumley’s, it is said that police would call and tell the bartender to 86 his customers, which meant that 1) a raid was about to happen and 2) that they should all exit via the 86 Bedford door while the police would approach at the entrance on Pamela Court. Another plausible explanation for the saying is brought you by the U.S. Navy’s Allowance Type (AT) coding system that was used to identify and classify the status of inventory. The code AT-6 was assigned to inventory that was designated for disposal, specifically after World War II as the Navy decommissioned many of its warships and went through the process of cleaning out its storerooms where they kept spare parts. During this process, any parts that were labeled AT-6 were considered trash and thrown out. It is easy to see phonetically how this could result in the term “86” and the idea of throwing something away to become synonymous.

Regardless of whether it was the first to coin the phrase, the restaurant business in the 1930s was one of the main incubators for its usage...