Random Love (anti-rants)
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Made the mistake of not being the last one out of our hotel room in Pittsburgh last weekend. Tuesday I went to leave for work and my lunch bag was not in the closet. I realized the last time I had it was in that room. It was the quilted 25oz bag... So I just sighed and said well crap. But I thought I'll call them and maybe it was turned in. Kirstin answered after I got through the ai maze and sadly told me the lost and found was empty. But she would ask the cleaning crew. The next day my phone rang and it was her again. Found it
. Sent her a ups label and it arrived today. They will have a few days of free dunkin with the ecard I sent for the assist. Still some good people out there 
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This morning was a regular day at work. I'm at my desk when I got a pop-up on my phone for an incoming international call. I assumed it was spam but hesitantly answered anyways. Didn't expect to be speaking to @Bailey! He let me know a repair order was completed and sent my way. I know a lot of us appreciate the one on one conversations via email with the team already. The extra step of a phone call really made my day! Appreciate the entire team at IHUK. Sure I have been driving you guys crazy with repairs & measurement requests the last several months. Thanks again! @JoshC @JamesB @Vik
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I love jeans, that's all, I just wanted to show love for them. Have a great weekend, guys, whatever you're wearing!
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I just gotta say, I love this weird little obsession
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@GoodtimeJohnny do not worry, we’re all a bit weird here
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One of my favourite fables:
One day, a scorpion looked around at the mountain where he lived and decided that he wanted a change. So he set out on a journey through the forests and hills. He climbed over rocks and under vines and kept going until he reached a river.
The river was wide and swift, and the scorpion stopped to reconsider the situation. He couldn't see any way across. So he ran upriver and then checked downriver, all the while thinking that he might have to turn back.Suddenly, he saw a frog sitting in the rushes by the bank of the stream on the other side of the river. He decided to ask the frog for help getting across the stream.
"Hellooo Mr. Frog!" called the scorpion across the water, "Would you be so kind as to give me a ride on your back across the river?"
"Well now, Mr. Scorpion! How do I know that if I try to help you, you wont try to kill me?" asked the frog hesitantly.
"Because," the scorpion replied, "If I try to kill you, then I would die too, for you see I cannot swim!"
Now this seemed to make sense to the frog. But he asked. "What about when I get close to the bank? You could still try to kill me and get back to the shore!"
"This is true," agreed the scorpion, "But then I wouldn't be able to get to the other side of the river!"
"Alright then...how do I know you wont just wait till we get to the other side and THEN kill me?" said the frog.
"Ahh...," crooned the scorpion, "Because you see, once you've taken me to the other side of this river, I will be so grateful for your help, that it would hardly be fair to reward you with death, now would it?!"
So the frog agreed to take the scorpion across the river. He swam over to the bank and settled himself near the mud to pick up his passenger. The scorpion crawled onto the frog's back, his sharp claws prickling into the frog's soft hide, and the frog slid into the river. The muddy water swirled around them, but the frog stayed near the surface so the scorpion would not drown. He kicked strongly through the first half of the stream, his flippers paddling wildly against the current.
Halfway across the river, the frog suddenly felt a sharp sting in his back and, out of the corner of his eye, saw the scorpion remove his stinger from the frog's back. A deadening numbness began to creep into his limbs.
"You fool!" croaked the frog, "Now we shall both die! Why on earth did you do that?"
The scorpion shrugged, and did a little jig on the drownings frog's back.
"I could not help myself. It is my nature."
Then they both sank into the muddy waters of the swiftly flowing river.
Self destruction - "Its my Nature", said the Scorpion...
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Hey IHF, I didn't know where else to go with this, so here is where it will live.
When I was first getting really into all of the awesomeness that we know and love here, my default destination for all things awesome was (and continues to be) Self Edge. At the time, there were a couple of dudes that worked there whom I would interact with regularly: Ginno and Derek. Got to know them, befriended them, had lots of coffee and a healthy amount of beer/liquor with both before being able to legally drink. Good times.
These two dudes became two of my first adult friendships. I share all of that to say that I just learned my homie, Derek, passed away in 2022. The last time I saw him was the day after the Mega SESF opening party; drinking too much too quickly at Benders. I hoped I would see him next month at the 20yr anni, but this just means we'll pour one out for Darby's dad. Loved that guy. Love Ginno. Love K + D and the whole SE ecosystem of amazing people that are so easy to support and believe in (just like how I feel when I'm meandering around this beautiful community).
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@deadendpro sorry to read this mate. Not sure I ever met Derek. Look forward to seeing you in SF and hearing about him
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