Beggar

A few years ago my husband and I were midway through construction on a house in the Puget Sound when my brother and his wife decided to stop in for a look-see on the way back down from her parents’ house to Oregon, where they live.

My husband architected the house, and I was the interiors architect and site manager, and even at that early stage (if I may say so), the house looked like it came straight from the pages of Dwell Magazine.

Long story short, we had to cut that visit short because—after arguing with my SIL that she couldn’t leave my nephew asleep in their car on a busy street (!)—she left him in my care while wandering off to inspect the house, and he acted like an absolute terror. Somewhere in between him running around screaming, throwing rocks at us and the house/windows, ignoring pleas not to run up a flight of temporary (and very dangerous) stairs, my SIL casually mentioned that they would not be able to go to lunch with us as planned. By that time I was well worn out,

This happened just an hour ago and I’m laughing at the insanity and obserdity at the situation. So as everyone is painfully aware there’s a little situation going on in the world and we’re on lockdown with the exception of going out for essential shopping. So some backstory, my nan and I are close she’s the 5th member of our family (mom dad me my brother and my Nan) and she’s elderly disabled and asthmatic so she’s high risk and vulnerable. Now I’m also severely asthmatic and I probably shouldn’t be going out shopping but for my Nan I’m willing to risk it. So I go out to do her shopping at Morrisons. She gives me her shopping list and I get what she needs/what’s available.

Side funny story the toilet roll isle was fully stocked and I was shocked. I don’t get why people are so obsessed with toilet roll but if that’s what people panic buy in this situation at least future history lessons and exams will have ridiculous questions and my grandkids in the future can ask about it and i can

I'm done. I'm tired of beggars.

Seriously, every mission I do, there is a beggar;

- "Someone have batteries?"

- "Bro, I need fibrous herbs"

- "Anyone can give me stone?"

- "Give me Brightcore"

- *An object suddently falls to the ground, just in front of you and you get few pickaxe blows*

Obviously, never a "Please", never a "Thank you". Still must be recognised they seem devoid of language. Often players who surely already have whatever it takes and just begging in every mission to accumulate resources, sailing conscientiously on the kindness of the naive.

They are pretending. They just don't want to be bothered.

And we're not gonna lie to each other, farming is a pain in the ass for casual players (who said B.R.?). Expeditions is just a forgotten tab for many: too random and time-consuming.

People want, and fast.

Again, I'm done of beggars.

So, I tried to remember how exchange systems were presented in other games. Simple but effective example: Minecraft. Vill

"It's not enough," he replied.

So, this story takes place a couple of years ago. I've just moved from home to an apartment in a neighbouring city in northern sweden and had started to work at my first job. One night while Im at my computer watching YT my sister calls me. We talk for a while on the phone and then she asks me: "So, when are you going to come visit me at my new place?" My sister had moved to "Gotland" which is an island of the coast outside of Stockholm, roughly 650-700km from where I lived at the time. "Well I was thinking of coming down this summer" I told her. "Well, couldn't you go with our brother? He's coming down in 2 weeks". I was surprised by that as our brother hadn't said anything about going down there when I talked to him earlier. I told her that I could tag along as long as he was going. So the call ended and I called up my brother to hear what was going on. My brother told me that he had agreed to visit her because apparently I was going aswell. We laughed at this but thought not

A few friends of mine, planned a get together. I don’t not have a car and the host offered to pick me up. I agreed, later in the conversation she asked if I could pay her $5 for gas money. I questioned her seeing she had offered initially to pick me up. She said that she checked what the Uber would cost and based it off of that, and said it wasn’t just gas but also the time and effort (time and effort to hang out with a friend!?).

What do you think?

Edit: She lives 3 miles/ 10 mins away.

TL:DR choosing beggars will do ANYTHING to get out of paying £26 for a day out

After watching countless r/slash videos in lockdown I just had to share this story from my old job.

So I used to work in a leisure centre with a fairly large kids play pool, it had slides, a pirate ship, rapids the works. So unfortunately that meant we got a LOT of both entitled parents and choosing beggars in the summer holidays. There wasn’t a pool like this for about a half an hour drive in any direction because we live in rural England so it was pretty popular. There are soooo many stories I could tell about working here put this is probably the best one, it could go in r/entitledparents but felt like this one is the best fit.

So I was a Saturday in the Easter holidays and i was the only staff member on the front desk with a queue of about 100 people out the door and into the car park, not ideal. We had a system where you got a coloured band that signalled when you could go in the pool and each co

I understand that these are extremely difficult times for many people. And I feel bad for writing this post, considering how many people are struggling and need help.

That being said, a couple of days ago, I was stopped by a bloke who asked me for 60 pence so he could call his missus. So I gave him, because I didn't want to feel guilty for refusing a guy in need (for 60 pence, no less) .

Well, I was sunbathing in my garden, and just about 20 minutes ago, I hear the exact same voice, asking another guy if he has 60 pence so that he can call his missus.

I know I'm stupid for falling for it, and it's not money to die for. But why 60 pence? And why a similar "I need to call someone" or "I need to get home" story?

im seriously so fed up with all the beggars (so are you guys) in the servers. im considering buying my own neighborhood and only people with good intensions (not annoying the living crap out of people) can join. are you guys down?!

I feel like this needs to be said and I'm sorry if this is already said, but people who negotiate prices are entirely different from choosing beggars. For instance, if you have an item that's $100 and the person who contacted you offers $80 with some reasonable explanation, then that's a negotiator. Not trying to act like a Karen or anything, but don't be rude towards people who offers lower price because of some unforeseen reason. This is entirely different when it comes to actual services though (like tattooes, restaurant checks, etc...)

Yeah,

Don't you hate it when people tell you since you're a virgin and (sometimes) desperate that you can't be picky about who to do it with (at least for us males, I think women do have that power though). I tried dating apps for 4 fucking years and I came up empty. My coworker says that beggars can't be choosers. So what the fuck am i supposed to do? Date someone I'm not even remotely attracted? Have they ever thought about what they're saying? Just imagine dating someone from work that you're not attracted. This is the worst and most stupid saying in the world. Anyway I'm a 36 years old virgin loser. I beg all the young people to try to change your ways. Don't end up like me. Keep fighting. Dont end up like me. I'm done fighting. Memorial day weekend I decided to spend my life alone. I'm done.

So, I’m a longtime lurker here, but I never really thought I’d have a good opportunity to post about a Choosing Beggar. Sorry, this gets a bit long.

So, obviously due to Covid-19, a lot of people are struggling and out of work. My brother and his wife both lost their jobs due to the pandemic, and because they were previously contracted to work out of the US, they’re not eligible for unemployment. (I’ll call them B and SIL.)

They also lived in corporate housing in Japan that came with my brothers job, so not only are they out of work, but they’re suddenly homeless. Shitty situation, for sure, but not really in anyone’s control.

So my parent offers to let them stay rent-free until things calm down and they can find work, and they quickly fly home to the US. This is when my parents find out that they have NO MONEY. Nothing in savings, despite both making six figures in Japan, just a little bit of cash from their last paychecks. Apparently they’d been living like high rollers, spending