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I really debated going to my head manager over the behavior of my coworker. I'd classify the guy as a shark, he has never worked his way up to anything else but has stayed in the company for three years, but has also run off a lot of new talent with his way of behaving (They used to have about ten people working in our department, now it's literally him, another guy and the two people they've hired last month). He's also best friends with one of the middle-managers. He's enmeshed with all the other guys and is likable and talented enough half of the time that they seemingly don't care about the fact they're running a ghost crew.
Long story short he has a lot of narc traits and has been escalating his putdowns and micromanagement of me, him also training the kind of teacher's pet brown noser newer than me who will basically agree with, laugh along with and double down on whatever he says hasn't helped.
I don't like going to HR or feeling like a pussy, especially asking a middle aged woman to step in when I'm a grown man. But their behavior has gotten worse and it is verging on harassment, and I knew based on the ways they've interacted with me before, the men underneath her would laugh me off or make things worse if I took the issue to them.
So I laid all my cards on the line because I knew we were short staffed. I asked her if she has any honest thoughts on if I'm a productive member of the team. I asked if me leaving would generally be considered a loss for the business. She said I was a great worker and she would honestly hate to lose me (This could all just be lip service but I think she really meant the things she said). I then told her about some of the stuff that has happened over the weeks and that I was going to address it personally with the coworker once before asking her to do anything about it, but wanted to let her know ahead of time in case nothing changed from me addressing it. I told her that if he did not alter the ways he's been behaving soon that I would unfortunately have to leave the company even though I did not want to.
At first I was really judging myself for doing something like that, but I felt so much better afterwards. She seemed to completely understand and was on my side, saying that isn't the first time she's had to address that behavior with that specific coworker and that her office is always open.
Would it have been more masculine to have blown up or done something drastic to a dude half my weight after he's screamed at me for the seventh time and not gone to the female head of business with pretty much an ultimatum? Yeah probably. But I honestly don't feel nearly as much shame for talking about it and being honest with the management about where I'm at as I thought I would.
We'll see where this goes. I know he's too productive to actually do anything about. But I just would like him to shut the fuck up around me. I also wasn't bluffing, I will walk off the job if that shit's supposed to be the norm because I don't need this in my life. So either way, I felt relieved to do something I usually would think is feminine gay behavior.
Something something "toxic masculinity isn't real but-" something something.
 
Bored. I should probably go to bed but. Eh. I’m not tired. I’m gonna play a video game and have some noodles
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I've been having a ton of weird Deja Vu moments reading threads and a number of strange dreams about Dear Feeder, I think I'm spending too much time on the farms.
Otherwise, things are chill.
Hopefully those dreams are SFW.
My girlfriend may be a furry and I hate her for it.
What's making you say this?

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I went to bed at 7 AM and woke up at 2:30 PM. My sleep schedule is wacked out.
 
How's M&M Racing?

I'm in suspense right now.
Omg, so sorry, I forgot to tell you!

It is genuinely the worst game I have ever played and I’m not even joking
So you get into the game and already the graphics are lacking significantly. When you think of M&Ms you think of colorful happy candy, but everything in this game is shaded to shit and looks like poop stew. You can’t drift, so turning is impossible. There’s no power ups aside from this one cup of coffee you can get to go faster, but you will be actively AVOIDING it because faster means going all over the place like you’re on crack and slamming into every wall.

You can’t legitimately interact with the other racers, you can’t bump into them, they are SET on going forward and there’s little you can do to stop them. And that’s sort of a big issue since the way the game works isn’t that the coms have a certain difficulty, it’s rather that they have a set time they’re supposed to complete the track. So essentially the way you win is by beating that time, there’s no real challenge or strategy, there’s no secret passageways, just go around in a line faster than them.

You have to tap the accelerate button because again you can’t drift, so going too fast means hitting a wall. The people you play against too. Mwah. Chef’s kiss. There’s the M&M’s of course but also the beautiful “Foxy”, “Robot”, and of course who the fuck could forget “Cricket”. Don’t know these guys? Neither do I!

Also everyone has such a deadpan depressed face whilst racing, no emoting or tricks like in Mario Kart, they all go about the track like :/
 
I'm so used to being treated like a freak show irl by backwater hillbilly cousin fuckers where I'm from that when I go anywhere with actual civilization, or even in online communities, it tends to baffle me whenever someone is bare minimum polite to me. It still confuses me when people think I'm cool or they want to be my friend. It makes me feel like a kicked dog that only expects to be kicked again.

Man, I gotta get the fuck outta here.
 
That thing you’re feeling is depression,
im thinking you may be right...i just feel so much apathy and just like...whatever. i hate this feeling. my kid is doing horribly, he didnt get any better like i thought he would, and now he lies in bed on oxygen all day, he rarely gets up at all now
my husband is ok though, but i think hes depressed too. we havent really talked much. we each have our own part/section of the house at this point, because we both want to be alone. i definitely miss life not being this way.
 
Omg, so sorry, I forgot to tell you!

It is genuinely the worst game I have ever played and I’m not even joking
So you get into the game and already the graphics are lacking significantly. When you think of M&Ms you think of colorful happy candy, but everything in this game is shaded to shit and looks like poop stew. You can’t drift, so turning is impossible. There’s no power ups aside from this one cup of coffee you can get to go faster, but you will be actively AVOIDING it because faster means going all over the place like you’re on crack and slamming into every wall.

You can’t legitimately interact with the other racers, you can’t bump into them, they are SET on going forward and there’s little you can do to stop them. And that’s sort of a big issue since the way the game works isn’t that the coms have a certain difficulty, it’s rather that they have a set time they’re supposed to complete the track. So essentially the way you win is by beating that time, there’s no real challenge or strategy, there’s no secret passageways, just go around in a line faster than them.

You have to tap the accelerate button because again you can’t drift, so going too fast means hitting a wall. The people you play against too. Mwah. Chef’s kiss. There’s the M&M’s of course but also the beautiful “Foxy”, “Robot”, and of course who the fuck could forget “Cricket”. Don’t know these guys? Neither do I!

Also everyone has such a deadpan depressed face whilst racing, no emoting or tricks like in Mario Kart, they all go about the track like :/
Will you return it now or keep it to prevent others from suffering from its low quality? I’ve been playing Black Ops all day.

My local place hooked me up with funnel cake fries. Tasted like the fair.
 
Mentally and emotionally fried. Work and writing have been going alright for the most part, but my social and familial life is pretty shit; on the former, I've been having some difficulty with meeting people on my end. My friends don't exactly communicate with me all that well, and I fully admit that I've burnt some bridges in the past thanks to stupidity; people keep telling me to just "make new friends", but the thing is, there's not many people in my area that really share the same interests. Especially since there's been a large influx of fags and criminals in my area as of late; political bullshit, gang/drug crap, literal hordes of faggots, that sort of thing.

Doesn't help that my parents are hell-bent with hooking me up with "their" idea of friends - mostly ancient people who think everyone younger than them is automatically the devil.

Speaking of which; my family has been giving me a rough go of things as of late. Without wishing to delve too far - TMI and all that - let's just say things have been fairly shit, and while they do have some justification for their crap, a lot of the time they're just being dicks. My mother especially; she's one of those ultra-religious types that thinks that, if you're not some mindless drone "praising God" for literally every negative thing that happens in your life, then you're not a good person. Her and her buddies are pretty much the main reason why I lost my faith AGAIN...

Would this be a good thread for ranting about it all? Can't think of any other place to post it.
 
Will you return it now or keep it to prevent others from suffering from its low quality? I’ve been playing Black Ops all day.

My local place hooked me up with funnel cake fries. Tasted like the fair.
Absolutely I’m keeping it, this is the worst game I’ve ever played, it deserves to be cherished and treasured. It’s hard to get me to say a game is bad, I usually can take a lot on shitty games. This game deserves a medal.
 
Absolutely I’m keeping it, this is the worst game I’ve ever played, it deserves to be cherished and treasured. It’s hard to get me to say a game is bad, I usually can take a lot on shitty games. This game deserves a medal.
I’m sure there’s plenty of bad games on Wii. Maybe Game Party?
 
Walking along this morning and it started to rain on me. I looked ahead and it was literal blue skies. Pretty blue behind me also. I look up and it's basically one large cloud right over me, creating this one little bank of rain.

God clearly thinks I'm too dumb to have taken all the subtle hints and is now going for broad comedy. I await the next cosmic joke with dread.
 
Hopefully those dreams are SFW.

What's making you say this?

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I went to bed at 7 AM and woke up at 2:30 PM. My sleep schedule is wacked out.

Everywhere I go in life its always disappoinent and even if I find a physically attractive woman its just disappointing. She wants to call me daddy and wear a fursuit head and I just feel repulsed and disconnected. I totally lost the desire for love or romance and just want to play Halo with my friends. I am numb to the things that men thrive for such as material wealth and sex and connection because I have it and the upper crust of society is legitimately miserable.
 
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@(((I am NOT a jew))) I read all your post and I want to let you know that this is my mental image of you and the coworker you hate.
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(obviously you are Mr. Incredible).

Don't worry about what you did - it sounds like sensible preparatory work for the next step. You did good. And if you do put him through the wall, you've dotted the i's and crossed the t's ready.
 
My girlfriend may be a furry and I hate her for it.
Everywhere I go in life its always disappoinent and even if I find a physically attractive woman its just disappointing. She wants to call me daddy and wear a fursuit head and I just feel repulsed and disconnected. I totally lost the desire for love or romance and just want to play Halo with my friends. I am numb to the things that men thrive for such as material wealth and sex and connection because I have it and the upper crust of society is legitimately miserable.
As they say, one man's trash is another man's treasure. I'd metaphorically kill to find anyone like that so to speak [in reality it's not so shrimple, the full equation is more complex than that]. But regardless, I do hope you find someone who suits you better!
 
im thinking you may be right...i just feel so much apathy and just like...whatever. i hate this feeling. my kid is doing horribly, he didnt get any better like i thought he would, and now he lies in bed on oxygen all day, he rarely gets up at all now
my husband is ok though, but i think hes depressed too. we havent really talked much. we each have our own part/section of the house at this point, because we both want to be alone. i definitely miss life not being this way.
I’m so sorry to hear that. My DMs are open if you want to vent. Honestly think depression is a rather rational response, you’re going through a tough time, and an extended tough time.
Walking along this morning and it started to rain on me. I looked ahead and it was literal blue skies. Pretty blue behind me also. I look up and it's basically one large cloud right over me, creating this one little bank of rain.

God clearly thinks I'm too dumb to have taken all the subtle hints and is now going for broad comedy. I await the next cosmic joke with dread.
Or, maybe:
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Hopefully those dreams are SFW.
Perfectly SFW, just weird that I'd dream of Null at all. I've had zero interactions with him, good or bad. I admire him for his tenacity and autistic hyperfixation when it comes to the farms as a whole and freeze peach etc. That's it.
 
Perfectly SFW, just weird that I'd dream of Null at all. I've had zero interactions with him, good or bad. I admire him for his tenacity and autistic hyperfixation when it comes to the farms as a whole and freeze peach etc. That's it.
Perhaps he's astral projecting into your conscience while you sleep. For what reason, I do not know
 
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