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Im halfway tempted to start claiming demodded subs and filling them up with instructions on how to move to their kbin/lemmy alternatives.
If they kick me out and ban me I won't find out cause I don't go into reddit no more.

Edit: of course they would never give the subreddits to me, but I find the idea really funny

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My grandma took care of me from the moment I was two months old till I was old enough to travel on my own and cook my own food, and even after that we would continue meeting for lunch every week. My mom and dad were present in my life and loving parents but divorced when I was really young and both had to work and travel a lot, through it all, I'd always had her.
At the time of the story, my dear grandma was slowly dying in her struggle with depression. In-patient treatment had done little to nothing, she was on several psychiatric medications, no dice.

In the middle of this I had an interview scheduled for an internship in a field I really cared about and for the life of me, I couldn't find the room the interview was being held at in that laberynth of a faculty building. I would go to where the receptionist told me and find nothing, Id ask teachers and no one knew the place I was headed to. Id open random doors and got into offices where people would rush me out. The clock was ticking and I felt incredibly stupid at not being able to find the stupid room. The building wasn't even that large.

And all of a sudden it was too much and I just... broke down sobbing and couldnt stop, everything was too much. Must have been ugly crying for half an hour straight. My eyes were so puffy I could barely even see anymore.
What I wont forget about that time is how many of the 17 - 18 year-old students approached me that day: offered me water, or to show me the bathroom, asked if I needed a phone to call anyone. One girl even hugged me while I continued crying my hear out and helped me email the person I was supposed to meet that day to tell them I had a personal emergency, while she heard out everything that was going on with me and try her best to assure me everything would turn out fine.
On my way home, people on the public transport would offer me seats, or ask if I was alright.

Sounds like small things, but in the world we live in sometimes its easy to believe nobody gives a shit anymore.
I did get that internship, the following week. And continue to be in that field of work.

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Reading the edits, I just think OP is poop-shy and its either scared/ grossed out to poop on a camping trip, or has to use one of them "hole in the floor" toilets. At the end of the day, If OPs life is not on the line (which it doesn't sound as), its better to endure the poop than to endure whatever digestive torture they are about to inflict on themselves, but thats my opinion.

If it were something demanding like expedition to the everest they probably would have someone professional preparing them nad telling them what to and what not to eat.

BuddhaBeettle,
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Im laughing my spanish ass off at the translation.

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Probably she wanted to stall the process as much as posible so that they could bill the service some more before cancelling.
That or they have a script to make the service as hard to cancel as posible and she was just parroting that, without really paying attention to what OP was saying.

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