As many of you know it’s currently the holy month of Ramadan. As a Muslim I’m currently fasting during the day.
My whole team is very aware of this.
We have been really busy at work this month, usually finishing well after sunset. So for the last week I’ve made sure that I have a simple dinner in the office fridge or I’m ordering food close enough to sunset that I have something to break my fast with.
One of my coworkers Nicole has had a running “joke” for years that whatever I cook is always delicious or that I’m really good at ordering the best option on a menu. I occasionally share a little of my food with her but it’s always with permission.
Anyway I made myself a pasta bake and left it in the fridge. When sunset came and I went looking for it I couldn’t find my tub. I eventually found it cleaned out and washed by the sink.
I came to find out that Nicole “just wanted a taste and couldn’t control [herself] until it was all gone!” I was irritated but she blew me off and said oh I’ll just order you something. It took more than an hour to arrive, by which time work was done and I was getting ready to head to the mosque for prayers. I basically had 2 dates and a oat bar I found in my desk.
The next day I explained to her how I felt that she was out of order and she literally laughed in my face and said she’d fixed any issue by ordering my meal and it wasn’t her fault I left before it arrived. She also said that it’s my fault for tempting her by being a good cook(??)
So I reported her to HR. She got reprimanded but now her ‘friends’ in the office are being weird to me including purposefully walking past my desk at lunch break and showing that they’re eating.
Did I mess up by reporting her?

My boyfriend and I will be in Milwaukee April 26-29. I’m having an outpatient medical procedure on April 27th and we are looking for things to do before and after. The procedure is fairly basic and I’ll be able to walk around freely the next day but wouldn’t want to do anything physically strenuous.
We both enjoy science, history (museums in general), EDM, nature, dive bars, cool architecture, and theme parks (something I’d have to restrict to the day before my procedure).
We are not overly keen on art or shopping and have no interest in sports.
Current considerations are the zoo, the Domes, the Black Holocaust Museum, the Milwaukee public museum, the aquarium, and the Geneva Lake Museum. Any of those not worth the time, better or worse than others, or am I missing anything amazing to do? Unlikely that we will ever return to Milwaukee.
We are also desperately seeking unique/local restaurant recommendations, ideally around $35/each or less for a meal for dinner, before tip, but willing to go outside of that range for great unique restaurants.
Thank you for any help!!

I’m looking for a long term relationship, someone to be a partner and best friend. I’m based in the UK.
A bit about me:
I have a good sense of humour and wit. Politically I’m on the left. My values come from my amazing mum and sister. I was a busy activist back in my uni days but not so much anymore. Feminism is a big deal to me, as is mental health awareness. I’m a responsible partner who does their equal share of domestic duties.
I was raised veggie and I’m now vegan, I’m not preachy in any sense, if you’re not vegan that’s not an issue and never will be. It’s your choice entirely.
I’m relatively attractive (apparently) but aesthetics isn’t something I spend too much time thinking about. I’m open minded, non judgemental, and compassionate. I don’t like excessive consumerism and materialism. I’m not classically masculine (liking sports and cars and all that boring stuff). To relax I like either cerebral or meditative stuff, so relaxing with plant care, or watching a documentary for example. I rarely drink alcohol, if at all.
I don’t own any property or have much savings, I understand that’s regretfully a deal-breaker for some people so here’s me being upfront. Marriage and/or kids isn’t a firm decision for me, I really don’t mind, if something is right then it’s right.
Hobbies
Houseplants, gardening, reading, TV & movies, video games occasionally, my cat lol (she’s a former stray now with a forever home). I like to write a lot, it’s nothing special but I just like to be in touch with my creativity, passion and emotions.
A few examples of my tastes:
Musically my two favourite bands are Radiohead and Brand New, generally I like alt rock and electronica but have very broad tastes. Happy to make playlists for you. I like cerebral tv and movies, as well as being a big comedy fan. Outside of that I enjoy documentaries such as nature, space/science, and true crime. I like to read philosophy and similar genres for non-fiction. For fiction I like sci-fi, dystopian and realism. My favourite author is Margaret Atwood.
Ask me anything, we can chat about whatever or our favourite things. I’m very open and non-judgemental so tell me anything you like. No topic is off limits or taboo in my opinion.
Here’s me with my cat https://imgur.com/a/K9hM2S2 and just me https://imgur.com/a/cGEWa07 If you can send a picture too then please do if you’re comfortable with that.

Not sure if this is the best place to ask but I recently started noticing my search results are not looking normal.
If I search something like "weather in [town]" or "[sports league] scores" usually google will have a nice summary at the top of the results... Now when I search those things I see what looks like the "desktop view" for a split second before it transitions to mobile view and the mobile view isn't displaying the pictures and doesn't let me click on items in that search summary as I normally can (i.e. view more scores, view menu, etc).. anyone have any insight into this? Hoping it's not a virus- if so, how do I remedy?

My brother in law showed me this Sports betting app a few days ago and I been killing them every since. The best part about it is they give you free money EVERYDAY just to bet and play with. The name of the app is Fliff , go download it if you haven’t already and while you’re at it use my Referral Code: GX4BF . Good luck 🍀

I was scraping a living working as a security guard.
I was stationed in shopping malls where my days were spent asking teenagers to move on. I sat behind desks in the lobbies of office blocks staring at CCTV monitors where nothing happened for hour after hour. And I patrolled construction sites on freezing cold nights, actually wishing someone would try and break in and steal some of the building materials. At least then I could get warm by chasing them.
My job was garbage.
One night, I was responding to an alarm which had gone off at the lot of a car dealership.
I parked up outside. The alarm was flashing but there was no sign of damage to the building so I assumed it was yet another waste of time.
I stood in front of the window and looked at the sleek, high-performance vehicles on display that cost more than I would earn in a lifetime on my pathetic wage. My reflection peered back at me: a sad figure dressed in a grey security guard’s uniform.
I sighed, turned away and headed back to my car. I had left my work phone on the passenger seat. I had to use it to fill in an online form after every call out before leaving the scene and would get my wages docked if I did not complete all the boxes correctly. It felt so futile.
I unlocked the car and was reaching for the door handle when I saw movement across the road. A glimpse of something running on all fours.
It slipped down an alley and away out of sight.
I thought at first that it might have been a fox.
There were a small number of exclusive restaurants in the surrounding blocks and their refuse would be packed with tasty morsels for scavengers. They wouldn’t care that it was leftovers from haute cuisine prepared by a chef with his own show on cable tv.
But my hand hovered over the door handle.
What if it had been a dog? I wondered. A stray destined for the pound that would eventually, heartbreakingly, be put to sleep.
I had always liked dogs a lot. I admired their loyalty and their tenacity, though my circumstances over the years had meant I had not owned one since I was a teenager.
And though I should have got busy filling in the mind-numbing online form, I decided that could wait.
I wanted to see if it was a dog. If it was, maybe I could rescue it and give it a home. That would give my empty life some kind of purpose.
Trying not to think about how I was going to afford to pay for dog food and veterinarian’s bills, I set off on the animal’s trail.
The alley I had entered was narrow and dark. I gave my eyes a moment to adjust then carried on. I moved slowly, not wanting to spook the animal.
I knew that if it felt threated it could lash out, and the last thing I needed was a trip to ER to get treated for a bite.
But there was no sign of it and the only sound was a drunk singing in the distance.
I shook my head sadly. I would have to give up and get back to the car. There would be another job lined up for me by now and the supervisor would be wondering where I was.
I turned – but did not take another step.
A pair of eyes glowed in the darkness ahead of me. They were red and burning with rage.
I could see the snout of the animal now as well and its teeth… only they were not the teeth of any kind of dog or fox. They were way too big, way too sharp.
They were fangs. And they were coming my way.
My guts cramped with fear.
I needed to get out of there or stand and fight. I clenched my firsts.
The animal was close. It began to snarl and crouch. I realised with horror that it was about to go for me.
Suddenly the alley was filled with the sound of screeching tyres and an engine roaring like it was fit to burst.
A car sped into view. It was backing in and barely fit into the cramped space. Its sides scraped along the sides of the alley with a sickening screech. Then it slammed to a halt.
I heard a door open, and a man stepped out of the driver’s seat.
He wore a battered leather coat that reached almost to his ankles. A fedora was balanced at a rakish angle on his head.
He smiled, and I saw the glint of a gold tooth.
“Well, howdy,” he said to me, “I will take it from here.”
The animal had not moved since he had arrived on the scene. It had remained low to the ground, its teeth bared, its hackles raised.
The man stood tall before it, patted a holster on his hip and said, “I got six silver pieces in here. I will need only one. There will be no morning after regrets then. The only thing waiting for you will be a cold hard grave.”
It was insane. He was speaking to a crazed animal as if it could understand him.
The animal responded with a howl, then leapt at him.
Moving with lightning speed and agility, the man rolled out of the way and was back on his feet in a flash. He drew, and a loud retort filled the alley – all while the animal was still mid-air.
The impact of the projectile sent it spiralling down. It hit the ground heavily and did not move.
I stood there transfixed, barely able to breathe.
The man opened the trunk of his car, picked the animal up and placed it inside.
As he closed the trunk, I could swear I saw pale human skin appearing beneath the animal’s fur.
The man turned back to me. “Word of advice, stranger. Stay out of dark alleys on nights like these. The full moon’s real pretty, but she brings out the beast.”
Then he tapped the brim of his fedora in a relaxed salute and climbed back into his car.
I was left standing watching open-mouthed as he drove away.
I had not noticed that it was a full moon but, when I looked up, I saw it burning bright in the dark city night.
I took a deep breath and headed back to my car.
There were missed calls on my work phone and a red-flagged email telling me to report to personnel in the morning.
I did not tell the drone in the suit who I met in the security company’s headquarters at 9.30 the next day what had happened in the alley. I knew that was pointless. There was no way he would believe me – and, it turned out, the damage was already done.
I listened as he told me that I was fired for taking an unauthorised break.
It took all my self-control not to reach over the desk, grab him and tell him exactly what I thought of his organisation and his stupid face.
With my head held high, I walked out onto the street. I had my dignity but nothing else. I was unemployed and close to broke.
I needed to think. I decided it was too early to go to a bar and consider my options over a stiff drink, and my cramped apartment was the last place I wanted to be when I was already feeling down, so I set off walking.
I had no destination in mind, I just drifted.
As I paced the streets, my mood got bleaker and bleaker. I could not see a way out of the dire situation I was in.
Finally, as dusk fell, I gave in to the temptation of a drink. There was a bar on the corner. It had no windows and there was broken glass and cigarette ends scattered across the sidewalk in front of it.
It was a dive.
Ideal for a loser like me then, I figured, and headed in.
The inside of the bar was hazy with smoke and dimly lit by a fluorescent strip that was dancing with flies. There were half a dozen patrons nursing beers, and a juke box was playing a song about looking for love.
The only thing anyone was going to find in this place was regret and stale breath.
I headed to the bar and ordered a double bourbon neat. The barman slid over a glass and poured out the drink.
The rim of the glass had more fingerprints on it than a crime scene. Telling myself that alcohol was a very effective disinfectant, I downed the bourbon in one, then turned to leave.
Call it the ambiance, call it the dirty looks I was getting because my eyebrows did not meet in the middle, but this bar was not helping my mood one little bit.
I was almost back at the door, when it swung open and the man from the alley strolled in.
His fedora, long leather coat and confident strut made him stand out a mile in the seedy bar.
He looked at me and I saw recognition in his eyes, but he carried on right by me without a word and made his way towards a lone figure sitting at a corner table.
I’d paid this man no heed before. He was keeping to the shadows and, even as he was approached, he had eyes only for the drink that sat in front of him.
Common sense was telling me that there was about to be trouble and I should leave, but I had not ended up one step away from the gutter by listening to my common sense.
So I leant against a wall and watched and waited.
The man wearing the fedora had reached the table. He had his back to me, but I imagined a gold tooth glinting as he said, “It is time to end this.”
His voice was calm and cold. He meant business.
The lone figure responded by taking a long drink, then placing his glass back down slowly and deliberately. The sound of the glass clinking on the tabletop was the loudest sound in the bar by now.
The juke box was silent and everyone else in there seemed transfixed by the encounter as well.
The lone figure got to his feet. He was slender and dressed all in black. In the gloom, his eyes were two points of darkness and his skin looked drained of all colour.
Then he smiled, and I felt a cold chill run through my body.
The tips of his teeth were viciously sharp points. Had he had filed them down to be like that? I wondered. Or was there another explanation?
One that belonged far from the light of day, in a dank, dark place like this.
The lone figure kept smiling as he said, “That’s not going to happen. It’s night now, so I will be leaving here to get myself a drink that satisfies my thirst. The plasma they keep behind the bar for me here just doesn’t cut it. In fact, this whole situation lacks bite.”
Then he snarled and his jaws snapped open. His grotesque teeth looked like a steel trap. One that was about to close around the neck of the man in the fedora.
But, once again, he moved at speed, producing a sharp wooden stake from inside his leather coat and striking it into the heart of the lone figure – who screamed then crumbled into dust.
The man in the fedora turned to walk away.
Only his path to the door was blocked by the barman. He held a sawn-off. “You should not have done that,” he said. “Vampires are my best customers.”
Then he let loose with both barrels.
There was nothing the man in the fedora could do. He was sent flying backwards, crashing through chairs and tables before sliding to a halt.
Appalled at this vicious assault, I threw myself at the barman and knocked him out with a right hook.
Then I scrambled over to the man in the fedora. He was in a bad way, but he was still breathing. His eyes flickered opened.
I forced a reassuring smile onto my face and said, “Don’t try and move. I’ll call 911.”
“No, there’ll be too many questions.” he gasped and tried to sit up. His face contorted with pain and he swore. Then, through gritted teeth, he said, “Help me get out of here.”
I had no idea what he was talking about and still thought calling the authorities was the best thing to do, but I saw that the other customers were giving us filthy looks and that the barman was coming round. I decided that getting out of there as soon as possible was the wisest option after all.
I helped the man in the fedora get to his feet and took as much of his weight as I could as we struggled towards the door and out into the night.
I recognised his car parked across from the bar. He gave me the keys and collapsed into the passenger seat.
I was about to tell him I was not insured to drive his vehicle when I saw the door of the bar open and the barman emerge.
Getting pulled over for a traffic offense was small change compared to the volley that was about to come our way, so I dived into the car, gunned the engine and gripped the wheel as we sped away.
I almost hit a car at the next intersection but swerved just in time. My heart was beating way too fast and I was coated in sweat. Then the headlights of a truck filled my line of vision and its horn blasted out a warning.
It missed us by inches.
I could not take it anymore. I pulled up at the side of the road and sat there shaking.
I glanced over at the man in the fedora and was amazed to see he was grinning.
“What in Hades’ name is going on?” I snapped.
“I am a freelance operative,” he replied. “I am paid by the government to eliminate monsters.”
I looked at him, lost for words.
“Sounds crazy, I know,” he continued. “But I assure you I don’t need a straight-jacket, just one more favour. I live a couple of blocks from here. I’m figuring it would be safer to walk the rest of the way and, while my Kevlar vest, soaked up most of the blast I’m still in a world of pain…”
He left it hanging there.
I sighed then told him I’d help him get home but that was it.
A day that had started with me being fired had descended into chaos and my nerves were shredded.
With him leaning on me we made our way slowly through the streets, until finally we reached what looked to me like a derelict warehouse. Even though it was late, a steady stream of traffic passed by. This city never slept.
“This is my place,” he said, while unlocking the door with a big brass key. The door opened with a creak and I helped him inside.
He flicked a light switch on, revealing a long open plan room that was a strange mix of workshop and living space.
An old and very comfortable looking sofa sat in front of a tv that looked about thirty years old. There was a fridge nearby, a stove, and a sink that was piled high with dishes.
A tool box stood open on the floor near to the sink, and a wide wooden workbench ran along the side of one wall.
There was an unmade bed as well, and an empty clothes hanger. Rumpled clothes lay scattered across the floor.
“I’m guessing you live here alone,” I said.
He shrugged and responded with, “Wherever I lay my stakes, that’s my home.”
I thought he was joking until I saw the row of wooden stakes lined up against one of the walls. The tip of each was sharpened – just like the one he had used in the bar.
He tapped the nearest one and said, “I like to keep plenty of replacements. Always seem to be leaving the things behind.”
Then he made his way over to the sofa and sunk down onto it.
I could see he was still in a lot of pain, but his breathing was regular and as I watched his eyelids closed and he started to snore quietly.
It was time for me to make my exit – only I could hear the rain falling heavily against the roof of the building. It sounded filthy outside, and I was beat.
There was an armchair in one corner of the room. It looked ancient and the lining was split open in a bunch of places. At that moment in time, it also looked incredibly comfortable.
I dragged myself over and pretty much collapsed onto it.
I don’t even remember closing my eyes.
The next thing I knew, I was blinking and yawning and rubbing my face. The morning sun was reaching into the room from a skylight and there was a pot of coffee brewing on the stove.
There was also a fax machine whirring into life.
I thought they’d gone the way of the dinosaurs so was bemused by the spectacle as a printout appeared. I went over to see what was on the sheet of paper.
It was a two-tone reproduction of a mug shot. Whoever it was, was not going to win any beauty contests. He looked desperate and dangerous. He also appeared human, but I assumed there was more to him than met the eye, if he was of interest to a monster hunter.
Below the picture there was a dollar sign followed by four figures.
I whistled quietly to myself. To a man in my dire financial straits, it was a substantial sum.
I was thinking how having that kind of money in my pocket would have made my life a whole lot better, when the man who I had helped the night before came into the room.
He took the printout from me, studied it, then said, “Looks like it’s time for me to go back to work.”
His leather coat and fedora were on the floor. He started to bend over to pick them up but pulled up in pain.
“Look,” I said. “If I understand this right, and you’re going to try and take out that desperado for that fee, then I would say you are going to fail. I reckon at the best you’ve cracked a couple of ribs. What you need is a partner, with a fifty-fifty split of the money when we succeed.”
He did not look happy about my suggestion and replied, “It will be dangerous in the extreme. You must realise that after seeing the last couple of vermin I took out?”
Unease trickled through me. But I wasn’t going to be put off that easily. I really wanted the money.
I pointed at the mug shot and asked, “What kind of monster is this?”
He grabbed a second page that had appeared from the fax machine, read it, then told me, “It says he is a shapeshifter. He is more dangerous than the lycanthrope I killed in the alley because he can change at will, not just during the full moon, and he could well share the cold logic of the vampire from the bar. The amount of the fee reflects this.”
I swallowed and tried to pretend like I was not scared as I said, “My offer to partner up with you still stands.”
He felt his ribs then looked me in the eye and growled, “Let’s do this thing.”
He drove this time, wincing every time we hit a pothole.
I had the two printouts on my lap and was leafing through an old A to Z of the city. I was looking for the street name that was among the details provided on the second sheet of paper.
“You do know it’s much easier to do this online,” I told him, as yet another bump in the road made me lose my page.
“Easier, but risky,” he told me. “Emails and messaging services are frequently hacked but no one is looking for information sent by fax. And who’s to say someone is not looking at the results of your internet searches the moment you bring them up.”
“I guess you don’t trust money being wired into banks either. So how do you get paid?” I said with a cynical tone.
He replied without missing a beat: “In cash. Used notes. Collected from drop off points, and never the same place. Do you like being given cash in hand? I know I do.”
I had to smile. He had me there. I went back to the A to Z.
After a couple of unnecessary detours caused by my rusty map reading, we finally turned into the right street. The apartment block we were looking for was on our left.
Finding monsters in alleys and dive bars had made sense. I also assumed monsters would hang out in graveyards, crumbling mansions, and other generally creepy and run down locations.
As I climbed out of the car and looked up, I was surprised.
The apartment block was sleek and modern. Balconies extended below each window. The views from the upper ones must have been stunning. And back down at ground level there was no graffiti or trash anywhere in sight.
“Are you sure this is the right place?” I asked.
He looked me at me and said, “The fax never lies.”
Then, hiding his pain behind a swagger, he strode up to the entrance and pressed a bunch of intercom buttons all at once.
“Someone is bound to be expecting a delivery,” he said, and sure enough we were buzzed in straight away.
We made our way through the plush lobby and waited on the elevator. The details we had been given also told us the shapeshifter lived in the penthouse suite.
“Must be profitable being a monster,” I said as the display showed the elevator descending.
The man in the fedora kept his attention on the display as he replied, “For some it can be. They use their differences to gather fortunes and power, sometimes through deluded acolytes, sometimes through violence and cunning. For others, though, being different is a curse, pure and simple. They wallow in filth, driven by base instincts to feed and hide. Either way, it is only a matter of time before they are identified as monsters and an operative is sent to end them.”
The elevator arrived and the doors slid open. The interior was wallpapered and there was a small, ornate sofa on one side. More signs that the shapeshifter had clearly done very well for himself.
That was all about to change.
The elevator ride was smooth and swift, and we emerged into a corridor where our boots sank into a thick, white carpet. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a security camera fixed high on the wall turn to face us.
I pointed it out and whispered, “Motion activated.”
The man in the fedora drew and obliterated the camera. “Not anymore,” he said and walked up to the door leading to the penthouse.
“It’s over,” he yelled then slammed his boot into the door. I noticed for the first time that he had steel toe caps and steel heels. The door cracked, he forced it open and stepped inside.
I followed. I could feel the adrenaline pushing my fear away.
The downtrodden security guard was history, I was a monster hunter’s partner now.
The vestibule of the penthouse was larger than any of the rooms in my apartment. There were oil paintings on the wall and light fittings that sparkled like jewels. A door opened up off it.
The man in the fedora was already barging through it. I hurried after him, into a living room with a floor to ceiling window. High rises soared in the distance.
A man sat in an antique chair in one corner of the room. I recognised him from the mug shot.
He had an arrogant sneer on his face. An arrogance that spread to his voice when he said, “Breaking into my home was a mistake. The last one you will ever make.”
Then he rose to his feet – and began to change.
His entire body expanded and within seconds he loomed over us. His skin cracked and dark fur began to appear. His fingers split open and claws unfurled, and the sneering face that looked down on us was now that of a beast.
It growled and with dizzying speed went for the man in the fedora.
He made to draw, but his injuries must have slowed him because the shapeshifter reached him before he could.
The shapeshifter lashed out with one of its claw-tipped paws, and the man in the fedora was sent flying across the room.
He lay there looking dazed. His leather coat and Kevlar vest were ripped and blood was seeping out.
The shapeshifter raised its claws, ready to inflict a fatal blow.
I had to act. I grabbed a chair and swung this at the shapeshifter. It turned and smashed the chair out of my grip.
I was left standing there as the shapeshifter snarled at me. The only thing I had achieved was to move up the victim chain. I would be diced and sliced and left as a gory mess on the floor.
My life flashed before my eyes, and I felt sick to the core as I realised my last thought would be: I have wasted my time on this earth.
Then something whipped into sight, a blur of silver. The shapeshifter looked confused, then its head toppled to the floor.
The man in the fedora dragged himself into view. He was holding a silver boomerang. “An excellent weapon,” he drawled, “Portable, with an edge that will cut through most anything, and very loyal. It always comes back.”
The decapitated head was already changing back into that of a man. A very dead man.
I turned away and was violently sick.
By the time I had recovered, the man in the fedora had left the room. I ran after him and called out, “Do we still have a deal? I get half of the fee.”
He was stepping into the elevator and did not turn round as he replied, “Yeah, sure. I’m going to collect it now. I’ll meet you later to hand over your share. Be at the alley where we first met, at midnight. And don’t be late.”
The doors slid closed behind him.
I punched the air and said, “Yes!”
I was too wired to head home or go for a drink so once again found myself pacing the streets.
I was excited at the prospect of the cash coming my way, but I wanted more than a pay-off. I wanted to be back on the trail of a monster. I wanted the rush of the confrontation. The elation of victory.
Sure, I was green and I knew there was no way I could strike out on my own. But the way forward was obvious. I had persuaded the man in the fedora to partner up with me once. I would do that again.
I was still telling myself that as I waited for him in the alley. It was five minutes to midnight.
Then midnight came and went and there was no sign of him.
I told myself not to worry. He would be there soon, with my money, and I would seize my opportunity to change my life forever.
But, by one a.m., I was still alone.
I cursed the man in the fedora. Did he think he could rip me off?
Well, there was no way I was going to let that happen.
I set off for his base.
It took me hours to get there on foot. I was exhausted but still furious, until I saw that his door was hanging open.
I knew that someone as security conscious as him would never have left it like that, and my anger dissipated.
My nerves tingling with dread, I slipped inside – to be met by a shocking sight.
The man in the fedora was lying on the floor in a pool of blood.
“No,” I cried out and ran forwards. I knelt next to him and tried to find a pulse, but there was nothing.
I began to weep. And as I did so, laughter drifted from the edge of the room.
I span round. A tall, pale figure dressed all in black walked into view. His eyes were pools of darkness. My mind flashed back to the lone figure in the bar.
The vampire.
Was this his kin?
“You did this.” I spat the accusation out.
The pale figure smiled. “I took my revenge.”
I was shaking as I screamed at him, “You murderer!”
The pale figure shook his head. “No. I did not kill him, because there are worse things than death I can inflict. You will see.”
Then, he walked away, out into the night.
My mind was racing. I needed to do something. But, what?
I decided I should take care of the body first. It was an empty shell now, but I still wanted to treat it with respect.
I grabbed a towel from among the things on the floor and began to clean away the blood. I stopped when I saw two wounds on the neck.
They were small and deep and I knew in my heart what they were.
Bite marks.
I recalled the vampire’s words: … there are worse things than death I can inflict.
And now when I looked down at the man in the fedora’s chest, I could see it was moving. This was so slight, it was no wonder I had missed it, but there was no question now. He was not dead.
He was undead.
I knelt there and watched as his chest rose and fell, as his eyes opened.
I could see the pain in them, the confusion.
“What happened?” he asked. His voice was very faint.
I told him. There was no point in lying. No way back.
And he knew that. Better than me.
“I can’t exist like this. As a monster,” he said in a quiet, weary voice.
Then he asked me to help him get up. I supported him as he struggled to his feet. He took off his fedora and handed it to me.
It was dawn by now and the sun was starting to reach into the room through the skylight.
He began to move through the shadows that remained towards the still open door.
He hesitated for a moment on the threshold, perhaps remembering his own life, perhaps summoning the courage he needed, then he stepped outside.
Through the gap, I could see the smoke rising from his exposed skin as the sunlight touched him.
I closed my eyes. I could not bear to watch.
I stayed like that for a long time. After a while, I moved over to the sofa and collapsed onto it.
I felt more alone and lost than I had ever done in my whole miserable life. The world was infected by evil. How could I find my place in it now my eyes had been opened to this?
At dusk, I made a decision.
There was one thing l could do. One thing I had to do:
Take revenge.
The need for this burnt white hot inside me.
I put the fedora on, picked up a stake and stepped outside.
The rain struck the streets as I stared out into the night. The lights of cars blurred as they passed, and sirens rose and fell in their endless serenade.
I took a deep breath. Excitement and fear mingled inside me. It was time to go to work.

So I’m roughly 3 years into this wild hobby that is Bourbon and I figured I’d make a post highlighting some of the things I’ve learned along the way. As with anything posted on Reddit there will undoubtedly be people who disagree with me vehemently and that’s okay. We’re all different and thats the beauty of this hobby. There is no real right way to go about it and everyones journey is completely different. So with the disclaimer outta the way lets get into it!
1.) DON’T overpay for bottles!
Now before anyone starts rage commenting let me explain! There are bottles that I’d recommend overpaying slightly for. These bottles are limited releases that you have researched and believe that you would enjoy. For me these include Makers Mark limited releases, ECBP, Larceny BP, Store picks that are A.) from brands I already like and B.) from stores whose palettes are similar to mine.
Bottles I wouldn’t recommend overpaying for are standard bottles that are always in production. Bottles that fall into this category are Blantons, Buffalo Trace, Weller, EH Taylor, Elijah Craig 18, Blue Run, basically any ultra hyped bottles that aren’t batched releases, limited releases, or annual releases. My advice is to just be patient, you WILL find these bottles at or around MSRP! It will happen when its meant to! And it wil save you a lot of heartache when you find Weller SR for $25 and realize that it’s not the end all be all of whiskey. My buddy paid $99 the first time he found a Weller SR and it completely ruined the experience for him bc while it’s a great $25 bottle, I think we can all agree it’s not a $100 bottle.
2.) Try BEFORE, you buy!
Most towns have at least one bar with a good to great whiskey selection and I recommend you go there and try as many different bottles as you can. Take notes, in a notebook or on your phone, and decide if you truly want a full bottle of this bourbon. This would’ve saved me so much money! Everyone talks about how great MM CS is and I absolutely hate it! But I bought a bottle before trying it and now I’m stuck with a bottle I’ll never drink. And this isn’t a one time thing, I’ve got a shelf of bottles I wish I had never bought, they’ll get pawned off on my whiskey curious friends but in the meantime they are taking up my limited space. Theres no way to avoid ever buying a bottle you don’t like but trying them first definitely helps!
3.) DO your research!
Find reviewers whose palettes sync up with yours. This will help you find new and interesting bottles that you might enjoy. My personal favorites are T8ke, PrePredulesh, Kurt from SLB, and Sean from Bourbon Junkies. There are tons of prolific reviewers who have tried 1000s of whiskeys so use them as a resource! Also figure out the MSRP of a bottle before you buy it. It’s an easy way to not get ripped off.
4.) Fight FOMO!
The industry does a really good job of enticing bourbon enthusiasts to buy their latest products, we all know this. But there are a lot of products that honestly just kinda suck, looking at you kentucky owl takumi edition. Just because a product is new or even limited doesn’t mean it’s a great product! This harkens back to my previous point, do your research!
5.) DON’T sleep on everyday shelfers! I didn’t own a bottle of Old Forrester for the first year of my journey. I know, I know I’m an idiot. But I always passed on them for the rarer allocated stuff because I knew they would always be there so there was no sense of urgency to get a bottle. Fast Forward to now and I LOVE OF. The 1920 might be the best widely available bottle and the 1910 might be the best DO bourbon ever made but it took me forever to buy them because I was always looking at allocated stuff. Another great example of this is Jack Daniels SBBP, if you know you know. Just because a bottle isn’t allocated doesn’t mean it isn’t a banger!
6.) Loyalty Pays Off, Usually
I know it’s tempting to go to every store in your state looking for unicorns but in my experience the easiest way to get that bottle you’re seeking is to stay loyal to one store and get to know the people there. They’ll remember and take care of the people that are loyal customers. The main exception is big box store, odds are they use a points system so it’s all about how much you buy.
7.) Lastly, HAVE FUN!
It’s easy to get caught up chasing bottles, building your collection,reading reviews, watching videos, etc etc etc. Remember to stop and actually enjoy your bottles, this is a hobby not a job!
Anyway thats the best advice I could give to anyone getting in to this hobby, I’m by far no expert so do with this what you will. Cheers!

Usually around the first of the month we have a batch of price changes and this month is no different. According to the "How to Become a Contract Liquor Agent" document, "The Agent must also complete price changes that occur at the first of the month..."
The changes today seem to be mostly price decreases, some with a corresponding change to De-Listed status which suggests they're now "Last Call" products. There are also quite a few new products. I had to separate Vodka changes into its own reply below.
I plan to reply to this post throughout the month if I notice other significant changes happening or at the end of the month before the next update to keep the changes in one place. Here's a link back to what changed in March 2023.
For each category I've sorted by the amount of the price increase or decrease. New products are shown first, then price decreases are shown in decreasing order followed by price increases in increasing order. At the end are products with other changes unrelated to price.
Current product status is indicated on each line as follows. OHLQ hasn't publicly explained what these things mean but I've included my best guess below.

• A = Active
  • Regularly supplied and available for purchase
• D = De-Listed
  • No longer carried by OHLQ, may still be available in some stores or the warehouse. Sometimes considered a Last Call product
• I = Inactive
  • Discontinued by the supplier or otherwise unavailable to OHLQ
• S = Special Order
  • Regularly available but in limited supply. Not available in very many stores
• V = Value-Added-Pack
  • Bottle comes with some kind of extra gift like a glass/mug/etc

American Whiskey

• New Products
• [A] 291 COLORADO BOURBON WHISKEY BARREL PROOF SINGLE ($95.36 / 750 ML)
• [A] 291 COLORADO WHISKEY BARREL PROOF SINGLE BARREL ($95.36 / 750 ML)
• [A] A.M. SCOTT DISTILLERY SCOTTY'S BOURBON WHISKEY ($39.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] A.M.SCOTT DISTILLERY FOUNDER'S SELECT BOURBON ($59.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BARDSTOWN BOURBON COMPANY ORIGINS RYE ($69.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BARDSTOWN FOUR SQUARE COLLAB ($159.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BERNHEIM WHEAT BARREL PROOF ($64.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BRAIN BREW DEXTER SMALL BATCH WHEAT ($59.97 / 750 ML)
• [A] BUZZARD'S ROOST CHAR 1 BOURBON ($54.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BUZZARD'S ROOST CHAR 1 RYE ($45.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CEDAR RIDGE STRAIGHT BOURBON WHISKEY ($32.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CHICKEN COCK DOUBLE OAK BOURBON ($99.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CLERMONT STEEP AMERICAN SINGLE MALT ($59.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] ECHO SPIRITS DISTILLING CO BARREL PROOF BOURBON ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] ECHO SPIRITS DISTILLING CO BARREL PROOF RYE ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] ECHO SPIRITS DISTILLING CO BOURBON WHISKEY ($38.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] EZRA BROOKS 99 RYE ($24.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] FIVE TRAIL BLENDED AMERICAN WHISKEY ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] FOX & ODEN AMERICAN SINGLE MALT WHISKEY ($69.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] FOX & ODEN STRAIGHT BOURBON WHISKEY ($89.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] GREEN RIVER BOURBON ($34.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] GREEN RIVER WHEATED BOURBON ($34.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] HAYNER HONEY RYE WHISKEY ($59.95 / 750 ML)
• [A] HAYNER MAPLE RYE WHISKEY ($59.95 / 750 ML)
• [S] HEAVEN HILL HERITAGE COLLECTION 2ND EDITON ($289.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] HIGH N' WICKED 5YR CASK STRENGTH BOURBON ($89.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] HIGH N' WICKED 5YR KY STRAIGHT RYE WHISKEY ($79.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] HIGH N' WICKED KY STRAIGHT BOURBON ($79.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] JACK DANIELS SINGLE BARREL PC BARREL PROOF ($65.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] JACK DANIELS SINGLE BARREL PERSONAL COLLECTION ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] LAKE ERIE MAPLE WHISKY ($51.54 / 750 ML)
• [A] LAKE ERIE WHISKY ($28.51 / 750 ML)
• [A] MICHTER'S SMALL BATCH SOUR MASH ($48.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] NORTHERN YANKEE SUGAR SHINE ($34.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] NULU DOUBLE OAKED SMALL BATCH BOURBON ($84.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] OAK & EDEN BOURBON & BREW ($52.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] OAK & EDEN WHEAT & HONEY ($52.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] OLD ELK CIGAR CUT ($129.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] OLD ELK WHEAT N RYE ($99.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] PENELOPE ROSE CASK ($69.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] PENELOPE ROSE CASK PRIVATE BARREL ($79.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] PINHOOK HIGH PROOF RYE WHISKEY ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] RABBIT HOLE CAVEHILL SINGLE BARREL ($149.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] REBEL 100 RYE ($21.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] SAGAMORE SPIRIT ($79.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON SMALL BATCH BOURBON WHISKEY ($47.33 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON STRAIGHT BOTTLED IN BOND RYE WHISKEY ($57.44 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON STRAIGHT MALTED BARLEY RYE WHISKEY ($68.40 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON STRAIGHT WHISKEY BOURBON ($25.42 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON UNCUT THE YOUNGER BOURBON WHI ($36.37 / 750 ML)
• [A] SMOKE WAGON UNCUT UNFILTERED BOURBON WHISKEY ($65.03 / 750 ML)
• [A] UNCLE NEAREST SINGLE BARREL WHISKEY ($79.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] VON PAYNE BLACK ($59.97 / 750 ML)
• [A] WATERSHED UNCUT UNFILTERED BOURBON ($69.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] WHISTLEPIG BEHOLDEN 21 YR. OLD ($800.00 / 750 ML)
• [S] WHISTLEPIG PIGGYBACK RYE SINGLE BARREL ($59.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] WHISTLEPIG PIGGYBACK RYE BROTHER OSBORNE SERIES ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] WHISTLEPIG PIGLETS ($24.90 / 50 ML)
• [A] WOODSTONE CREEK RIVER CITY BLACK LABEL ($37.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] YELLOWSTONE AMERICAN SINGLE MALT ($54.99 / 750 ML)
• Price decreases
• [D] KENTUCKY OWL BOURBON ($149.99 / 750 ML) - $150.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] WILD TURKEY MASTER'S KEEP BOTTLED IN BOND 17 YEAR ($99.99 / 750 ML) - $100.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] ELIJAH CRAIG 23 ($99.99 / 750 ML) - $99.99↓
• [D] AMADOR 12 YEAR BOURBON ($74.99 / 750 ML) - $50.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] SAM HOUSTON 14 YEAR OLD BOURBON ($71.99 / 750 ML) - $48.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] OLD ELK RYE WHISKEY ($59.99 / 750 ML) - $40.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] SAM HOUSTON KENTUCKY STRAIGHT BOURBON WHISKEY ($59.99 / 750 ML) - $40.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] JEFFERSONS TWIN OAK SMALL BATCH ($50.99 / 750 ML) - $34.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] REMUS REPEAL RESERVE IV ($50.99 / 750 ML) - $34.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] RANSOM THE EMERALD 1865 WHISKEY ($49.49 / 750 ML) - $32.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] UNCLE NEAREST MASTER BLEND EDITION ($44.99 / 750 ML) - $30.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [S] WIDOW JANE LUCKY 13 SMALL BATCH BOURBON ($99.99 / 750 ML) - $25.00↓
• [D] NASHVILLE BARREL CO SMALL BATCH RYE ($35.99 / 750 ML) - $24.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] BACK ROOM DEAL HUDSON PEATED RYE ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $22.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] BAKER BIRD ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $22.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] ROSSVILLE UNION BARREL SELECT RYE WHISKEY ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $22.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] BOURBON LEGENDS GIFT ($29.99 / 375 ML) - $20.71↓
• [D] JEFFERSONS CHEFS ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $15.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] SMOOTH AMBLER OLD SCOUT RYE CASK ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $15.00↓
• [D] STRAIGHT EDGE BURBON ($31.49 / 750 ML) - $13.03↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] BOONE COUNTY SMALL BATCH RYE WHISKEY ($29.49 / 750 ML) - $12.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] HIGH WEST MANHATTAN BARREL FINISHED COCKTAIL RTD ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓
• [A] HUDSON BABY BOURBON ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓
• [D] HUDSON DO THE RYE THING ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] HUDSON SINGLE BABY BOURBON BARREL ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] YELLOW ROSE RYE WHISKEY ($27.49 / 750 ML) - $11.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] JIM BEAM ORANGE ($25.99 / 1.75 Liter) - $11.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] MAKERS MARK 46 WITH 2 COASTERS ($25.99 / 750 ML) - $11.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] MAKER'S MARK 46 WITH STOPPER ($25.99 / 750 ML) - $11.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] MAKERS MARK GIFT ($24.99 / 375 ML) - $10.35↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] SLAUGHTER HOUSE WHISKEY ($24.49 / 750 ML) - $10.20↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] BOWMAN BROTHERS SMALL BATCH ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] DASHFIRE BOURBON OLD FASHIONED COCKTAIL RTD ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓
• [D] GENTLEMAN JACK GIFT ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] HOTEL TANGO BOURBON BOTTLED IN BOND ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] NELSON'S GREEN BRIER TENNESSEE WHISKEY ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] 2BAR STRAIGHT BOURBON WHISKEY 80 PROOF ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $8.76↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] CLEVELAND UNDERGROUND BLACK CHERRY ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $8.00↓
• [A] CLEVELAND WHEAT PENNY BOURBON ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $8.00↓
• [D] MAKERS MARK WITH MUGS ($18.99 / 750 ML) - $8.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] MAKER'S MARK WITH ORNAMENT ($18.99 / 750 ML) - $8.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] CASK & CREW WALNUT TOFFEE ($19.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] CLEVELAND MAGIC RABBIT WHISKEY ($21.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [D] JACK DANIELS HONEY & ICE MOLD ($19.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] JACK DANIELS MUSIC CTN WITH SHOT GLASS ($19.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] JACK DANIELS HISPANIC CTN WITH 2 ROCK GLASSES ($19.49 / 750 ML) - $4.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] JIM BEAM BLACK WITH COASTERS ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] WHISKEYSMITH CHOCOLATE FLAVORED WHISKEY ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] CATDADDY SPICED MOONSHINE ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $3.96↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] JIM BEAM GIFT ($15.49 / 750 ML) - $3.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] JIM BEAM PEACH WITH HIGHBALL GLASS ($15.49 / 750 ML) - $3.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] ROBERSON'S TENNESSEE MELLOMOON ($14.49 / 750 ML) - $3.42↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] CLEVELAND BRIDGE AND MAIN AMERICAN WHEAT ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [D] SENATORS CLUB ($11.99 / 1.75 Liter) - $3.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE SMALL BATCH BOURBON ($36.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS AMERICAN STRAIGHT WHISKEY ($12.99 / 1 Liter) - $2.84↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS HEAT CINNAMON WHISKEY ($11.49 / 1 Liter) - $2.73↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] QUALITY HOUSE ($10.49 / 1 Liter) - $2.50↓
• [A] CLYDE MAYS ALABAMA STYLE WHISKEY 85P ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] CLYDE MAYS STRAIGHT BOURBON 92P ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] HIGH WEST BOURBON ($37.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] HIGH WEST DOUBLE RYE ($37.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] OLE SMOKY COOKIE DOUGH WHISKEY ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] OLE SMOKY PEANUT BUTTER WHISKEY ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [A] OLE SMOKY SALTY CARAMEL WHISKEY ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓
• [S] GOODWOOD BOURBON FINISHED IN WALNUT BROWN BARRELS ($67.99 / 750 ML) - $0.41↓
• [A] GOODWOOD HONEY ALE FINISHED BOURBON ($67.99 / 750 ML) - $0.41↓
• [A] GOODWOOD RYE ($67.99 / 750 ML) - $0.41↓
• [A] GOODWOOD STOUT FINISHED BOURBON ($67.99 / 750 ML) - $0.41↓
• Price increases
• [S] COLONEL E.H. TAYLOR STRAIGHT RYE ($69.99 / 750 ML) - $28.00↑, De-Listed to Special Order
• Changed products
• [D] JIM BEAM ORANGE PET ($34.99 / 1.75 Liter) - Active to De-Listed
• [D] KNOB CREEK RYE CASK STRENGTH 2019 ($69.99 / 750 ML) - Active to De-Listed
• [D] REBEL 100 PROOF ($2.00 / 50 ML) - Active to De-Listed
• [S] BROWN SUGAR BOURBON ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $7.00↑, De-Listed to Special Order

Brandy

• New Products
• [A] MEUKOW VS COGNAC ($7.99 / 200 ML)
• [A] PAUL MASSON VS TRAVELER ($9.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] R JELINEK SLIVOVITZ 5 YEAR ($23.95 / 700 ML)
• [A] TAKOVO PRIRODNA PREPECENICA PLUM BRANDY ($29.73 / 1 Liter)
• Price decreases
• [D] BRANSON XO COGNAC ($149.99 / 750 ML) - $100.01↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HENNESSY XO ICE EXPERIENC ($149.49 / 750 ML) - $99.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] BRANSON VSOP COGNAC ($41.99 / 750 ML) - $28.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HENNESSY VSOP PRIVILEGE MANHATTAN VAP ($38.49 / 750 ML) - $25.50↓
• [D] BRANSON VSOP ROYAL COGNAC ($35.99 / 750 ML) - $24.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] NONINO MERLOT ($34.49 / 750 ML) - $22.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] REMY MARTIN VSOP HERITAGE EDITION ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $15.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] COPPER & KINGS CRAFT BRANDY ($24.49 / 750 ML) - $10.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] FLORES ZUTA OSA ($21.99 / 750 ML) - $9.19↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] MASION GAUTIER COGNAC VS ($19.99 / 750 ML) - $8.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [S] CONCIERE BRANDY ($13.69 / 1 Liter) - $1.21↓

Canadian Whiskey

• New Products
• [A] CROWN ROYAL GOLDEN APPLE 23YR ($249.99 / 750 ML)
• Price decreases
• [A] 18 YEAR CARIBBEAN CASK RYE WHISKEY ($124.99 / 750 ML) - $50.00↓
• [D] REVEL STOKE ROASTED PINEAPPLE ($11.49 / 750 ML) - $2.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] CROWN ROYAL PEACH ($26.99 / 750 ML) - $1.00↓
• [A] BLACK VELVET ($4.99 / 375 ML) - $0.50↓
• Changed products
• [D] MCMASTERS CANADIAN ($7.49 / 750 ML) - Active to De-Listed

Cordial

• New Products
• [A] CROOKED FINGER BASIL LIQUEUR ($34.69 / 750 ML)
• [A] FIREBALL 100ML 6 PACK CARRIER ($10.99 / 600 ML)
• [A] FIREBALL 20 PACK WINDOW BOX ($15.99 / 600 ML)
• Price decreases
• [D] DESTILLARE ORANGE CURACAO ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] RIGA BLACK BALSAM ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] VECCHIO AMARO DEL CAPO ($20.99 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] JAGERMEISTER ($39.99 / 1.75 Liter) - $8.50↓
• [D] JAGERMEISTER SUSTAINABLE MUG VAP ($19.49 / 750 ML) - $4.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] MOLINARI EXTRA ($19.49 / 750 ML) - $4.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] AMARO ALTA VERDE ($16.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] IICHIKO SILHOUETTE SHOCHU ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] ST ELDER BLOOD ORANGE LIQUEUR ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] WEST 32 RESERVE SOJU ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] DRAMBUIE ($15.49 / 375 ML) - $3.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] PARAMOUNT PEPPERMINT ($14.49 / 1.75 Liter) - $3.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [S] CONCIERE AMARETTO ($7.49 / 1 Liter) - $3.42↓
• [D] CONCIERE COFFEE LIQUEUR ($8.99 / 1 Liter) - $1.92↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• Changed products
• [D] BOLS BLUE CURACAO ($8.65 / 750 ML) - Active to De-Listed
• [S] MARTINI & ROSSI BITTER ($19.99 / 750 ML) - De-Listed to Special Order

Gin

• New Products
• [A] A.M. SCOTT DISTILLERY GIN ($24.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] BOMBAY PREMIUM CRU ($34.99 / 700 ML)
• [S] BRECKENRIDGE GIN ($18.64 / 1 Liter)
• [A] HENDRICK'S FLORA ADORA GIN ($40.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] LAKE ERIE 5 BOTANICAL GIN ($50.14 / 750 ML)
• [V] MALFY ROSA COPA GLASS GIFT SET ($28.99 / 750 ML)
• Price decreases
• [D] THE BOTANIST ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓
• [D] MONKEY 47 GIN W 2 CUPS ($25.99 / 375 ML) - $11.00↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] LONEWOLF CLOUDY LEMON GIN ($22.49 / 750 ML) - $9.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] LONEWOLF GIN ($22.49 / 750 ML) - $9.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] JUNIPERO ($22.49 / 750 ML) - $8.97↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE ORGANIC PREMIUM GIN ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $4.96↓
• [D] BIERCEE PEKET DE HOUYEU ($17.49 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] MALFY GIN CON ARANCIA ($28.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [A] MALFY GIN CON LIMONE ($28.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [V] Malfy Gin Con Limone With 2 Glasses ($28.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [A] MALFY ORIGINALE GIN ($28.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [A] MALFY ROSA GIN ($28.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓
• [D] RIVES 1880 ($13.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] GILBEYS GIN ($9.49 / 1 Liter) - $2.00↓
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS GIN ($8.49 / 1 Liter) - $1.72↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [S] PRAIRIE GIN ($17.99 / 750 ML) - $1.50↓, De-Listed to Special Order
• Changed products
• [D] INDOGGO GIN ($0.99 / 50 ML) - Active to De-Listed
• [D] SEAGRAMS EXTRA DRY GIN ($1.00 / 50 ML) - Active to De-Listed

Irish Whisky

• New Products
• [A] GLENDALOUGH 7YR MIZUNARA ($99.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] GLENDALOUGH DOUBLE BARREL IRISH WHISKEY ($29.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] GLENDALOUGH POT STILL IRISH WHISKEY ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] SAILOR'S HOME HORIZON ($64.99 / 750 ML)
• Price decreases
• [D] REDBREAST SMALL BATCH ($62.49 / 750 ML) - $41.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] TYRCONNELL 10 YEAR MADEIRA CASK ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $22.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] TYRCONNELL 10 YEAR PORT CASK ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $22.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] IRISH AMERICAN ($22.49 / 750 ML) - $9.51↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• Changed products
• [S] JAMESON 18 YEAR ($169.99 / 750 ML) - Active to Special Order
• [S] JAMESON MINI BAR ($3.99 / 600 ML) - Active to Special Order

Rum

• New Products
• [A] BACARDI MANGO CHILE ($13.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] CALYPSO SPICED RUM ($8.51 / 1 Liter)
• [A] CHAIRMAN'S RESERVE 1931 ($99.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] RHUM J M VSOP ($57.99 / 700 ML)
• [A] RHUM J.M. GOLD ($39.99 / 700 ML)
• Price decreases
• [D] HAMPDEN ESTATE OVERPROOF ($44.49 / 750 ML) - $29.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] ANGOSTURA 1919 RUM ($26.99 / 750 ML) - $11.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] AVUA CACHACA PRATA ($22.49 / 750 ML) - $9.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] RUM BAR JAMAICAN GOLD RUM ($20.49 / 1 Liter) - $8.68↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] FIVE HUNDRED CUTS BOTANICAL RUM ($18.49 / 750 ML) - $7.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] TIKI LOVERS DARK RUM ($19.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [S] CONCIERE GOLD RUM ($8.69 / 1 Liter) - $4.23↓
• [D] ANGOSTURA 5 YEAR RUM ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] BAYOU RUM SILVER ($15.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] SALTWATER WOODY REAL GRAPEFRUIT ($14.49 / 750 ML) - $3.49↓
• [D] GOSLINGS GOLD SEAL ($13.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] SAO PAULO CACHACA ($10.49 / 1 Liter) - $2.53↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] CONCIERE SPICED RUM ($10.49 / 1 Liter) - $2.43↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] CRUZAN CITRUS RUM ($7.99 / 750 ML) - $2.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS DARK RUM ($9.49 / 1 Liter) - $1.81↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS LIGHT RUM ($9.49 / 1 Liter) - $1.81↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE DISTILLERS PREMIUM RUM ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $1.00↓
• Price increases
• [S] CRUZAN SINGLE BARREL ($22.99 / 750 ML) - $4.60↑, De-Listed to Special Order
• Changed products
• [D] CAPTAIN MORGAN SLICED APPLE RUM ($1.00 / 50 ML) - Special Order to De-Listed

Scotch

• New Products
• [A] BUCHANANS PINEAPPLE ($34.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] LOCH LOMOND ORIGINAL SINGLE MALT SCOTCH WHISKY ($29.99 / 750 ML)
• Price decreases
• [S] MACALLAN 30 ($2,500.01 / 750 ML) - $2,499.96↓
• [D] TALISKER 30 YEAR OLD SINGLE MALT SCOTCH WHISKY ($499.99 / 750 ML) - $500.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] LAPHROAIG 25 YEAR 2015 ($449.99 / 750 ML) - $300.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] LAPHROAIG 25 YEAR 2019 ($449.99 / 750 ML) - $300.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] ARDBEG 22 YEAR OLD ($274.99 / 750 ML) - $275.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HAKUSHU 18 YEAR ($359.99 / 750 ML) - $240.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] GLENFIDDICH GRAND CRU 23 YO ($185.99 / 750 ML) - $124.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] ABERLOUR 18 YEAR FIRST FILL SHERRY ($179.99 / 750 ML) - $120.00↓
• [D] CARDHU 16 YEAR OLD SINGLE MALT SCOTCH WHISKY ($107.99 / 750 ML) - $72.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] GLENMORANGIE TALE OF WINTER GB ($59.99 / 750 ML) - $40.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] PAUL JOHN CHRISTMAS 2020 EDITION ($50.99 / 750 ML) - $34.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HIGHLAND PARK VALKYRIE ($47.99 / 750 ML) - $32.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] SIGNATORY 2008 MORTLACH UNCHILLFILTERED ($44.99 / 750 ML) - $30.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] EDRADOUR 10 YEAR SINGLE MALT SCOTCH ($41.99 / 750 ML) - $28.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] GLENFIDDICH INDIA PALE ALE CASK ($31.99 / 750 ML) - $21.00↓
• [D] AUCHENTOSHAN AMERICAN OAK ($34.99 / 750 ML) - $15.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] SPEYBURN COMPANION CASK ($31.49 / 750 ML) - $13.49↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] SHINJU ($26.99 / 750 ML) - $11.07↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] GLENMORANGIE 10 YEAR OLD GIRAFFE TIN ($30.49 / 750 ML) - $9.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [S] CONCIERE SCOTCH ($11.79 / 1 Liter) - $6.12↓
• [A] ARDBEG 10 ($59.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• Price increases
• [A] DEWARS 8 CARIBBEAN SMOOTH ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $6.50↑, De-Listed to Active
• Changed products
• [S] GLENLIVET XXV ($449.97 / 750 ML) - Active to Special Order

Tequila

• New Products
• [S] 818 EIGHT RESERVE ANEJO ($200.00 / 750 ML)
• [A] ASOMBROSO LA ROSA REPOSADO TEQUILA ($59.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CAZADORES 100 YEAR ANNIVERSARY ($39.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CENOTE ANEJO ($54.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CENOTE REPOSADO ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] CODIGO 1530 14 YEAR EXTRA ANEJO ($6,574.83 / 750 ML)
• [A] CODIGO 1530 TEQUILA ANEJO RARE HARE PLAYBOY BLACK ($1,687.83 / 1 Liter)
• [A] DOS PRIMOS ANEJO ($54.99 / 750 ML)
• [S] EL TEQUILENO BLANCO ($23.95 / 750 ML)
• [A] HERRADURA ULTRA ($32.99 / 375 ML)
• [A] KARRIKIN ANEJO BLAZE ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] KARRIKIN BLAZE REPOSADO ($34.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] LAKE ERIE BLANCO AGAVE SPIRITS ($51.54 / 750 ML)
• [A] LAKE ERIE EL AGAVE SILVER ($51.54 / 750 ML)
• [A] LALO TEQUILA BLANCO ($49.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] LUNAZUL REPOSADO ($25.63 / 375 ML)
• [A] MANGO SHOTTA ($19.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] MARGARITAVILLE SILVER TEQUILA 10 PACK ($9.99 / 600 ML)
• [A] MILAGRO MARGARITA RTD ($16.99 / 375 ML)
• [A] PIEDRA AZUL BLANCO ($19.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] SIETE LEGUAS D'ANTANO EXTRA ANEJO ($299.99 / 750 ML)
• [A] TEREMANA BLANCO TEQUILA ($36.99 / 1 Liter)
• Price decreases
• [D] CINCORO ANEJO TEQUILA ($239.99 / 1.75 Liter) - $160.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] EL MAYOR EXTRA ANEJO RUM CASK TEQUILA ($77.99 / 750 ML) - $52.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] DEL MAGUEY CHICHICAPA ($44.99 / 750 ML) - $30.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] DEL MAGUEY MINERO ($44.99 / 750 ML) - $30.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HERRADURA REPOSADO BARREL ($35.99 / 750 ML) - $24.00↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] PATRON SILVER SPEC ($35.99 / 1 Liter) - $24.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] TEQUILA TROMBA ANJEO ($35.99 / 750 ML) - $24.00↓
• [D] LA ADELITA REPOSADO TEQUILA ($31.99 / 750 ML) - $21.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] PATRON SILVER WINDOW PACK ($34.49 / 750 ML) - $14.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] PATRON SILVER HERITAGE TIN ($33.99 / 750 ML) - $14.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] EL COBRE ($31.49 / 750 ML) - $13.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] LA ADELITA BLANCO ($31.49 / 750 ML) - $13.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] CABEZA TEQUILA ($30.99 / 1 Liter) - $13.14↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] IXA SILVER ($30.49 / 1 Liter) - $12.86↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] ASTRAL REPOSADO ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓
• [D] SAN DIMAS MEZCAL ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] TEQUILA TROMBA REPOSADO ($27.99 / 750 ML) - $12.00↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] JAJA BLANCO TEQUILA ($24.49 / 750 ML) - $10.50↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] TEQUILA TROMBA BLANCO ($24.49 / 750 ML) - $10.50↓, Active to De-Listed
• [A] SUAVECITO EXTRA ANEJO ($139.99 / 750 ML) - $10.00↓
• [D] TALERO TEQUILA SILVER ($23.99 / 750 ML) - $9.86↓, Active to De-Listed
• [D] TRES AGAVES BLANCO GIFT ($20.49 / 750 ML) - $8.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [D] HORNITOS REPOSADO W/2 SHOT GLASSES ($18.49 / 750 ML) - $7.50↓, Value Added Packs to De-Listed
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE ORGANIC ANEJO ($39.99 / 750 ML) - $6.00↓
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE ORGANIC REPOSADO ($29.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [A] ASTRAL TEQUILA BLANCO ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [A] CODIGO 1530 BLANCO ($42.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [A] CODIGO REPOSADO TEQUILA ($59.99 / 750 ML) - $5.00↓
• [A] WESTERN RESERVE ORGANIC BLANCO ($24.99 / 750 ML) - $4.96↓
• [A] CABO WABO BLANCO ($32.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓
• [A] CABO WABO REPOSADO ($37.99 / 750 ML) - $4.00↓
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS TEQUILA GOLD ($17.49 / 1 Liter) - $3.81↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [D] HOOTERS SPIRITS TEQUILA SILVER ($17.49 / 1 Liter) - $3.81↓, Special Order to De-Listed
• [A] TILENO ESPADIN JOVEN MEZCAL ($49.99 / 750 ML) - $3.00↓

Vodka

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Hi - a friend of mine is looking for a senior community, something like The Villages in Florida, where as well as on-site golf, pickleball and every sport you can imagine, there's also a social component. I know there is one in Port Dover - but is there anything closer to home?

https://www.steevmike.party/
You guys might have saw me post something about Andrew the other day when I thought he was the antichrist or something, but I've been back on board with him after I came down to Earth. I love Andrew and his music. He's been a big source of learning for me the past 20 years or so. Totally Stupid is my favorite song in the world. I feel like he's always been with me. The only problem is, the past few days, I feel like he's in my head and I can't get him out.. It's like his music is on repeat, and it's really annoying to be honest. I listened to his albums for years upon years, with no other band even getting close to the same play time from me as Andrew did. I'm just really confused right now reading this site. I feel like the AWK I thought I knew doesn't actually exist and it kinda sucks. I mean, this site could be absolute bogus so I don't take too much credence into it, but I feel like the secrecy of Andrew is kinda watering down the music. Anyways, I really appreciate what Andrew's done and I love his work, but I feel like I got way too deep in his lore and instead of acting on his message of love and shit, I began to become focused on who he was as a person. I try to separate band from music, but sometimes that's hard. I'm not saying Andrew is a bad guy, I just don't know him, and the stuff I did know about him seems to be all constructed, so I really don't know him at all and it feels weird listening to his music. I guess not knowing the artists you enjoy is okay, but I don't like to feel like I'm being preached to by someone who might not even believe his message. I could be wrong, no doubt, so if you guys have any more insight that'd be appreciated. I'll still occasionally listen to his music, but I'm definitely going to back away and expand my taste a bit and quit using Andrew as my only source of music entertainment moving forward! Hell, I forgot Young Jeezy existed, and I love that dude too! Anyways, sorry for the strange fucking rant, I just got out of the in-patient clinic for massive mania, so my ramblings might be strange. Just know that I love everyone here no matter what.
Edit: By the way, life is awesome, wisdom is awesome, love is awesome, sports are awesome, water is awesome, glasses are awesome... everything is awesome! Except I think we gotta control ourselves a bit more than just letting our emotions run wild. It's good to feel like a child and be free from all the stressors of the world, but I feel like we can't grow into our best versions if we hide from the pain of this world. I think Andrew helped teach me the side of joy that I didn't know existed, but I also became numb or blind to the pain of the world, which is not a good idea either. I think finding that balance between the two so that you can work together and become a true spiritual person is the best way to help move society in the right way. I had to learn from the hardships of life so that I could appreciate the good. I became complacent to the world around me, only wanting to experience the good and ignore the bad. Andrew did try to teach me that but I was blind to it, I just wanted to party. Well, 10 years of insane manic episodes will make a person see the true demons that the world has, and they aren't fun. They do things to make your family and friends hate you, to chastise you, to make you think you're crazy and get you kicked out of your home.. ( I live with my parents at 34 :( ) Either way though, they helped me grow too, so while I see them not as fun, it was important for me to learn from them as well as from Andrew, so that I could become a complete person and be able to control myself to the best of my ability. I think I can confidently say that I'm back to 100% normal, but just a slightly elevated version of myself. One that I think can change the world if I just believe and have faith. And to not be lazy. To throw myself out there in the open, to let people see me and how I live, to let them know that I care and that I want the best for everyone, even if I have to ascend people above me. I don't want to be the top dog or anything, that's boring, I just wanna be a normal person with normal ambitions. I wanna love, I wanna have fun, I wanna be happy, and I'm okay if I'm sad, or scared, or nervous, that's just being human. I just can't let those negative emotions get in my way anymore. I have to seize control of my mind so that I can be the person God wants me to be, not the way the world wants me to be.
Either way, sorry YET again. I know this is a reddit about Andrew, but I kind of needed to vent to whoever will listen. Thanks guys, hope yall have a great day
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I want to start off why I need an opinion is because like I said in the title, I want someone who can give me feedback without filters about knowing who I am personally so here it goes; (I’ll paraphrase as much as I can.)
So December 10th a few months ago I lost my father the day after my birthday December 9th.
I’m an only child and now it’s me and my mom so I have to adjust to a complete new lifestyle and just freshly turning 23, so how this connects with this forum I’ll start getting into.
So I got this Fine Fining Steakhouse job back in July, 2021 (when I was 21) I wanted to be a server but got hired as a Busser even with 2 years of serving experience. I could’ve said fuck that but I took the job, and my second day being employed, our bar manager at the time asked me if I wanted to start working behind the bar as a service well bartender (work the well just to make the drinks for servers for their tables and keep the business volume lower for the bartenders who took care of the guest at the bar top.)
I took it and after 8 months of grinding and being (not being an ego bastard) the best service well bartender that our new location has ever had I finally got promoted in march of 2022, after almost quitting because they didn’t appreciate my talents, speed (literally had servers going up to management saying how great I was and guest telling their servers too), knowledge that I’ve developed despite this being my first bartending job at 22 at the time, I got promoted.
I got bartending shifts on Friday and Saturday nights as a 22-23 YO while I was the youngest one by a landslide of 4 years.
(Paraphrase, this is a corporate restaurant) so we get a new bar manager and tells me I don’t have to do service well anymore as well as the other top 3 bartenders but a week later I get scheduled a Service Well shift but then the upcoming weeks I get some more while the others don’t get any at all.
Why is this a big deal? Well I tell you. A Service Well (SW), works the longest hours of the bar, has the most sidework, has the most fast paced, brutal position, and a very underrated important position. But with all that a SW would make $75-$150(if lucky) on a very busy Saturday night to put in perspective while two bartenders would make $400-$700 each on Friday or Saturday. And I worked really hard to get to that point especially now as a 23 year old, versus my other bartenders who are like 28-42.
So now I’ll tie in with my dad from what I said earlier. So after he dies, I went into rock bottom, I’m great friends with my co workers so they all know about this. But I tried to compose myself but I’m going to be honest I feel in hardcore alcoholism and abusing the antonym that is the opposite of PEPSI!
I stop getting bar shifts and I’ll admit I came into work “messed up” but my friends who I work with gave me constructive criticism and I’d say over the past 2-4 weeks I’ve been getting a little better coming into work not on that stuff.
Granted I was making a fool of myself without a reasonable doubt I’ll admit completely %10,000, but I was promised that I was going to get bar shifts after one of our “big 4” left because she was expecting soon, I never got it and I serve too but that’s $150-$400 but bartending I was killing it.
I’ll wrap this up but I’m upset because me being an only child no one not even my closest friends or even immediate family knows how I truly feel or checks up on me (not even my friend group who I’d known since I was little or work friends), and 2 I need to make that bar money again to help support my mom and they’ve been scheduling me a lot SW shifts when I can’t be doing those when I don’t make that good of money even compared to driving let alone bartending.
That’s the long story-short version, I would love to hear any feedback, opinions, even constructive criticism which has me a great bartender the way. Thank you if you’ve read this far and helping a brother out. (Took me 40 minutes writing this out)

Does the night life ever slow down for people?
TLDR: My ex and I had an an amazing relationship. I’m not even kidding it was great and he even agrees. He’s really big into partying and I wasn’t but I made an effort to go out with him and I was happy just spending time with him. I got hit with stomach issues and he didn’t go out for 2 months. He said he needs to party to be happy and can’t deal with knowing I’m at home sad so he ended things. He said we’re too different and this is what’s best for us. He said he still loves and cares for me but he can’t keep going on like this. Everyone is shocked, expect his friends who encouraged him to do it. We honestly had hardly any issues. Curious if partying will ever slow down for him and if we could make it work in the future. We were together for over 3 years and live together majority of those years.
I know I’m probably not going to like the answers. Super long story for context.
For context he’s 22M and I’m 24F. After over 3 years of being with my ex boyfriend he ended things. He was always big into partying (like wants to party every weekend) and I never was that big into. The first 4 months of our relationship we partied a bit together because he was living in a “party” house. And then we moved in together and he slowed things down a lot.
He would go out occasionally and I would always get upset about sitting at home alone but you know it was never that big of a deal, at least not to me. He was bad about communicating with me when he was out, I wasn’t expecting him to text me all night. I would have just liked updates. We would tiff for a little bit when he got home because he would be mad that I was upset and then we would be fine.
Then he turned 21 and he felt like really going out more. He asked me to start being better about things and so I started going out with him. I didn’t always enjoy it but I was happy to be with him and happy he could have fun. Then I got hit with stomach issues and for 2/3 months he didn’t go out to support me through this. Then he started getting upset about not going out. I’ve never once told him he can’t go out. We got into a fight and he said I make him feel like a bad guy. There’s obviously a lot more to the story but not going to say it all. Well he broke up with me. Said we’re too different and he can’t live like this forever.
The sad part is, our relationship was really great besides the partying difference. Even he agrees, and he says he still loves me but he says this is the best for both of us. I would keep partying with him if I wasn’t for having these stomach issues.
He said he needs to party to deal with life and to feel good and he can’t deal with knowing I’m sitting at home sad. Like we never had a fight besides when it came to that. We had the same values, morals, outlooks on life, etc… We worked so well together. We had so much fun together. We both made each other laugh. We always wanted to be touching each other. We had strong sexual chemistry. I thought we were as perfect as it could get. Like things were great.
Honestly this breakup feels like it came out of no where. I imagine he was thinking about it through my stomach stuff though. I know he’s his own man but I also know his friends highly encouraged him to do it. They like him readily available and they have never really respected our relationship and have never made an effort to be nice to me and he never saw that.
Everyone else is shocked though his family, my family, my friends, and people we know. Legit everyone I have talked to has said “wow I really thought you guys were going to get married.” I thought we would too someday. Like I thought he was it and that this was my forever. As I was moving out his Dad showed up crying to say goodbye to me. Like I’ve never seen him cry and that broke me. People keep saying you could tell he loved you, just give it a couple months.
I asked him if he parents encouraged him to do it and he said no they didn’t. I was even texting with his mom and she said “he must learn lessons his own way.”
I’m absolutely crushed. I went and saw him yesterday because he’s taking care of our cat until I can get a place of my own. I told him I’m going to work on my anxious attachment styles and my insecurities. He said he’s not trying to make any promises but if we were to ever get back together it would have to be years from now. While I was over visiting we even fell into old habits like kissing and cuddling on the couch. He said he’s struggling a lot too but knows this is for the best.
But anyways I know I should probably move on. Find someone else. But he felt perfect to me. It’s even harder because I know for a fact we both still love and care for each other very much. Do people ever slow down on wanting to go bar hoping and partying every weekend? Is there even a chance we ever could make it work in the future? Obviously I would do anything to make it work but he said it’s not good for us right now.

Ok, so a few days ago my friend (19M) told me that a girl (18F) he’s been talking to has a best friend (18F) that thinks I’m cute. (19M)
I got this girl’s snapchat and we have been having some pretty basic get to know you type stuff. We talked about movies, sports, animals etc. I decided to change the conversation and head in a much different direction as I could tell the conversation wasn’t very meaningful. I asked her if she drank. She said no that she had to follow an athlete lifestyle. I decided to be playful and kind of poked fun at this and said she was boring. Instead of continuing the joke or getting a little defensive like I was expecting, she just said, “Gotcha”. I realized I probably messed up by poking fun at such a personal question, so I asked her if she had an Instagram. All she says is “yes i do”. Doesn’t give it to me or anything. After, I asked for it and that’s where we are now.
The common denominator is that pretty much every conversation we’ve had, I started. I’m constantly doing the questioning. If this was any other scenario I would’ve cut my losses. Here’s the issue: my friend and his girl have already got it in their minds that we are going on a double date. I thought I’d try to create some sort of attraction with a girl im going to have to go out with, but worst case scenario I’m just there for the sake of being there for him. Any advice or ideas on my situation?