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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 13, 2009 21:10:51 GMT
Anyone objectionable to posting their Steam IDs for better help-reference?
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Post by 3kliksphilip on Jan 14, 2009 0:21:59 GMT
How would that help?
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Post by Rusty on Jan 14, 2009 2:16:00 GMT
Do you mean the actual ID? Or just the steam username so we can add eachother? I don't want to post my steam username, Ill let Philip deal with everyone
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 14, 2009 2:17:56 GMT
Oftentimes, it's easier to work from there, while that's open? Potentially faster (Real-time) response-time.
Just a thought.
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Post by Rusty on Jan 14, 2009 12:06:34 GMT
Almost everyone who has added me randomly either from this site or others for help with maps has been impolite and or very very stupid.
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 14, 2009 13:36:11 GMT
Just the username; not the actual ID. Too much Spam potential.
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Post by 3kliksphilip on Jan 14, 2009 14:19:39 GMT
'how do u do this' 'It's in a tutorial I made 'link' 'Look for it on youtube' 'cba' ...I'm not a 24 hour help desk
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 14, 2009 14:57:20 GMT
I'm so used to running a 20/4 sched for the Army, I may as well be; look at when my posts are (compensating for the -5GMT time difference.
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Post by 3kliksphilip on Jan 14, 2009 17:31:49 GMT
Army, journalist, map maker... is there anything you aren't?
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 14, 2009 20:58:26 GMT
Well, I've had a pretty full life.
I'm 33 and've always been told, coming up: "Take an opportunity as it comes; it may never show it's face again."
Translation: If an opportunity to do something arises, take it; you may never get the chance to, again.
This coming from a career military Father that came from nothing to being a successful doctor, earning some high rank, along the way.
That and always being told, "Look it up," as a kid always made me of the proactive variety.
Type-A personality, at it's best.
Not a journalist, per se. One of my degrees from The University of Florida was for Mass Comm; the other Arch. Design; both LAS (Liberal Arts and Sciences).
Moving around the world as a military brat helped push my education and non-secular thinking.
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Post by 3kliksphilip on Jan 15, 2009 15:24:36 GMT
I remember for work experience I worked in a computer section of a Borough Council somebody asked me why I had a spelling mistake in it, I said 'It's just a rough draft'. He instantly said 'you always have an excuse for everything, don't you?'
It hurt at the time, but it takes stuff like that to teach me what my weaknesses are.
I remember through out the whole of secondary school I was picked on by a very mischievous person who made my life a misery. He was top of the class for everything, the teachers liked him, he found ways of annoying and hurting people with out other people knowing. In fact, for a year before he picked on me he made one of my friend's lives a misery and I didn't even know what was going on until it started happening to me. He'd get his MUM to send in letters saying that I was BULLYING him, he'd kick me, saying that I did it first. He pulled me over some tables at one point and always added comments like 'I hate you' under his breath. Why did he do this? I think it's because in the first year at one point I showed him how to use Paint, patronising him. Since then he thinks of me as a know it all who needs to be taken back down to other people's levels. So he responded by making the next 4 years of my life a misery. In a way we were very similar and couldn't stand willy-wavers and had to argue people down to size if we knew that they were wrong or misguided. I still suffer from this, which is why I tend to spend my life alone in my room a lot, doing things which will help others instead of intimidating or threatening people.
In fact, I reckon that most of the people who bullied me in secondary school were intimidated by me and probably got fed up of me talking about things they didn't care about and used that as an excuse to pick on me.
So now I like to try and keep myself separate and will only talk about what I do if somebody starts off the conversation and is genuinely interested, otherwise I look a bit of a plonker.
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 15, 2009 15:52:17 GMT
A life lived = a lesson learned.
Good moral, too.
Guess that's about the summary of why I'm always on, trying to do well at whatever it is that I'm doing; attempting to do good by helping others, as well.
"By helping others learn, there-in you help educate yourself."
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Post by Rusty on Jan 15, 2009 16:17:45 GMT
How did you resist not hurting him very badly? After all, you wouldn't want those letters his mum wrote go to waste would you?
On the topic of school bullies.
There was this one kid who was always harassing me in school, always trying to bring me down. The reason why? I bought a better bike than him, and he was jealous. He was my freind right up till the day I got a BMX and made some new freinds.
He used to put holes in my tires, let the air out, steal my stuff. I would be reading a magazine at the bus stop, and him and his fat s*** brother would tear it out of my hands and run away, he even once took the the liberty of making a fake MSN with my name, and added my high school crush just to make me look like an idiot. He would always make fun of me because I was good with computers, I didnt really care, but you get the point of what kind of kid this was.
One day he puts one of those fart bomb things in my bag pocket while I'm walking home with my friends, It hear it got off, and I see him running away, so I chase him and rugby tackle him into some bushes, and proceed to deliver some well deserved pain.
Ofcourse it didn't work out great for me, it would have been worse if wasn't going to my friends house that day, his mum was the teacher, she helped me clean all the sulfur of my bag, no way he could lie this time!
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Post by 3kliksphilip on Jan 15, 2009 18:29:08 GMT
I remember I used to do homework the lunch time before it was handed in (Who doesn't? ) and some people would come over and rip it up in front of me. If getting into trouble about not doing homework wasn't bad enough, I had a lesson where two people behind me repeatedly punched my backbone, flicked my ears and generally pummelled me. I sat there, watching the teacher ignore the whole thing. I turned round and hit one of them back and got sent to the head teacher, was warned that another incident would lead to getting excluded and stuff. I wonder why my friends didn't do anything about it. Ah well, I won't make the same mistake if it ever happens to my friends.
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Post by ant600f2 on Jan 21, 2009 4:51:50 GMT
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