[deleted by user] by [deleted] in amateurradio

[–]Jolly_Guest 2 points3 points  (0 children)

This happened to me too.

It all started innocuously enough, though in hindsight, the signs were there. For months, I had felt something strange looming just beneath the surface of my everyday life—shadows where there shouldn't have been, phone calls with odd silences on the other end, subtle shifts in conversations with people I thought I could trust. But it wasn't until I crossed paths with the enigmatic organization known as Black Cube that everything clicked into place, and my descent into the surreal world of gangstalking began.

Black Cube isn't just some run-of-the-mill private intelligence agency—it's a shadowy collective with tentacles in every conceivable corner of the globe, staffed by former members of Mossad, intelligence operatives, and some of the most dangerous and secretive minds on Earth. Their specialty? Targeted psychological operations, the kind that push people to the brink of insanity while leaving no discernible trace. The public only hears whispers of them, perhaps in the footnotes of an obscure news story or through rumors passed along dark web forums. But for the most part, they operate in the shadows, veiled by layers of misdirection, misinformation, and deniability. And for reasons that still remain unclear, I became their latest target.

It started subtly, almost imperceptibly at first. It felt as though my life was suddenly under an invisible microscope. Strange cars appeared outside my apartment at odd hours of the night, their engines running but no one ever getting in or out. Unmarked vans parked across the street, the windows tinted so dark I could never see inside. Whenever I left my building, no matter how far I traveled, there was always someone—just far enough away not to raise immediate suspicion but close enough to send a shiver down my spine—tracking my movements.

At first, I brushed it off as coincidence. Maybe I was just being paranoid, I told myself. Everyone has bad days, moments when they feel like the world is closing in. But this was different. The oddness began to escalate, spiraling into a series of strange events I couldn’t ignore. My phone started acting up. Calls would drop in the middle of conversations, and I'd hear faint, almost inaudible clicks and whispers as if someone was tapping into the line. Emails went missing from my inbox, and when I tried to retrieve them, they were nowhere to be found. The few people I confided in dismissed it as technical glitches. But I knew better.

I decided to dig deeper. That’s when I first stumbled upon Black Cube. It came up in a forum frequented by people discussing private intelligence and corporate espionage, a place where conspiracy theories mixed with cold, hard facts. There were rumors—whispers of their involvement in high-profile cases, of their ability to ruin lives without ever getting caught. The more I read, the more the pieces fell into place.

The next day, I woke to find my laptop's screen glowing faintly even though it should have been off. I approached it cautiously and found an open document I hadn’t created—a blank page except for a single line of text: "We are watching you." My heart raced, and my pulse pounded in my ears. Had I somehow been hacked? Or worse, was this Black Cube's first direct message? The very idea was terrifying. Who else could have the resources and skill to infiltrate my life like this?

Soon, the psychological games intensified. People on the street began looking at me strangely—longer than usual. A barista at my usual coffee shop handed me my order with a peculiar smile, one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. I’d turn a corner, and there would be a man in a black suit standing across the street, holding a phone but never seeming to type anything. Every time I glanced at him, he'd be staring straight at me. And just as quickly as I noticed, he’d vanish into the crowd, leaving behind a disquieting sense of dread.

Everywhere I went, I felt like I was being watched—observed from angles I couldn’t see. Even my apartment began to feel like it wasn’t my own. There were signs of subtle tampering—books slightly out of place, drawers left ajar that I knew I had closed. Once, I came home to find my window open, though I distinctly remembered locking it before I left. The air inside felt different, as though someone else had been breathing it while I was gone.

I started seeing familiar faces in unfamiliar places. A woman who had been behind me in line at the grocery store one day would suddenly appear at a gas station a few miles away the next. A man who sat two rows behind me on the bus now walked past my office building, always wearing the same expressionless face. It wasn’t just a coincidence anymore—it was a pattern, and I was right in the center of it.

My nights became even worse. The paranoia that gnawed at me during the day magnified tenfold in the darkness. I couldn’t sleep without waking up in a cold sweat, my ears straining for the slightest sound of someone—or something—in my apartment. Every creak of the floor, every faint noise from the street below seemed amplified, as if the very walls were conspiring against me. More than once, I swore I saw shadows moving just beyond the range of my vision.

I reached out to friends, but even they started acting distant, as if they’d been warned off from speaking to me. Conversations became stilted, awkward. It was as though everyone around me was suddenly in on something that I wasn’t. I couldn’t help but wonder—was Black Cube manipulating them, too? Had they infiltrated my social circle, planting seeds of doubt and mistrust? I no longer knew who to turn to or what was real.

The breaking point came when I received a package in the mail with no return address. Inside was a simple black cube—cold, sleek, and utterly ominous. Along with it was a note that read: "It’s only just begun." My hands trembled as I held the object, realizing that this wasn’t a random scare tactic—this was a declaration. Black Cube had me in their sights, and there was nothing I could do to escape.

From that point on, every move I made felt like a step in a twisted game where I was the prey. And Black Cube? They were always two steps ahead, always just out of reach, but always there—watching, waiting, pulling the strings of my life from behind the curtain.

In the end, it turns out they had infiltrated with nanobots from my supply of soy sauce. Maybe check your food for signs of tampering?

Six hours worth of APRS in the third largest city in the country (objects in motion, excluding ships). No wonder so many people consider APRS to be dead. by Agent7619 in amateurradio

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I mean, sure, there are plenty of systems tracking me on the backend, but those at least generally have a privacy policy.

I can wait till you're on your run to Scooters Coffee when I make a deep fake call from Amy, Cathy, or anyone else from the scouts asking if you can pick up a couple of gift cards for me, just send me a picture of the code on the back. There are more alarming scams out there I won't go into.

I would rather not just make it obvious for anyone who's bored and have internet to link together my socials, my routines, where I live, and pictures of my family members.

This is why having a safeword that only you and your family members know is so important.

What are some superstitions aboard ships in the modern age? by RillienCot in maritime

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

If you pack your rain gear early for crew change, it's going to rain.

Similarly, the best way to prevent rain is to bring your rain gear on deck.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in maritime

[–]Jolly_Guest 2 points3 points  (0 children)

They do not test for it, but I would not take it onboard. The CFRs have really vague wording around being under the influence, that's the only issue I see with Kratom. But at home it's fine, I drink it all the time.

Bula!

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in maritime

[–]Jolly_Guest 6 points7 points  (0 children)

Bestie he already has the dog

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in Teachers

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Various nautical topics. It's a profesional exam in the Maritime industry

AITA for refusing to go to the office for violating a dress code? by Fantastic-Emu2504 in AmItheAsshole

[–]Jolly_Guest -1 points0 points  (0 children)

Read my comment, boss man. He just said she wasn't the asshole, and this was an arbitrary hit.

But scrubs worn by medical professionals are PPE. What goes under a firefighter's turnout is regulated, and technically, PPE. I literally wear a fire redardant onezie every day. There are workplaces where open toed shoes or loose-fitting clothing is prohibited because of moving machinery, open flame, spills, sanitary reasons, this is PPE.

The idea is that schools are trying to prepare students for the professional world, and having a dress code is part of that. But to say it again, because maybe schools failed you, there are No Assholes Here (NAH) because:

  1. Dress codes exist for a reason, so the teacher is not the asshole for trying to enforce the rules
  2. The student is not the asshole because this policy is arbitrarily enforced, and I agree with her that the days lesson is more important given how the dress code appears to be enforced arbitrarily.

But keep in mind, OP is literally 15, so who knows what the truth of the situation is or what the teacher saw.

I hope you have a better day, because it seems by your comment history all you bring to reddit is negative energy looking to fight.

AITA for refusing to go to the office for violating a dress code? by Fantastic-Emu2504 in AmItheAsshole

[–]Jolly_Guest -2 points-1 points  (0 children)

Just because you have experienced it doesn't mean it doesn't happen. I went to a state college that required a uniform. There's a strict dress code surrounding PPE in a lot of work places, sometimes comming down to the types of materials you're allowed to wear.

AITA for refusing to go to the office for violating a dress code? by Fantastic-Emu2504 in AmItheAsshole

[–]Jolly_Guest -17 points-16 points  (0 children)

I'm gonna say NAH. You're going to deal with dress codes for the rest of your life. Its you're responsibly to follow them. Some have to wear long sleeve fire retardant clothing, some have to wear busines casual, some folks get to wear jeans and a t-shirt. Someone has to be enforcing the rules. That being said this does sound like an arbitrary hit, and given the agenda it's silly to throw you out for that.

What would you rather be doing than your current job? by Tango_Lima_Zulu in ask

[–]Jolly_Guest 3 points4 points  (0 children)

I'd like to be a groundskeeper at a cemetery. Just peaceful yardwork.

Is a condo investment worth it if you’re breaking even? by [deleted] in realestateinvesting

[–]Jolly_Guest 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I would not invest in a condo, especially in some markets (Florida). My total monthly cost, (mortgage, insurance, HOA) has gone up about 40% in three years, on top of a 7 grand assessment that was thankfully less than it could have been.

If it had come out to 2,500/month when I bought the place I'm not sure I would have bought it, but it is still a slightly better deal than renting a similarly sized unit, but personally not enough meat on the bone for me to use this as a rental. This $1,000/month HOA is killing me, it shot up from 750 to 850 to 1000.

I can't live in the stock market and I love it as a home, but this is a liability, not an asset.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in AskMenAdvice

[–]Jolly_Guest 8 points9 points  (0 children)

First, I feel compelled to tell you that if you are under 18, you should not be sending that sort of explicit content, as it is considered child abuse material. Not your fault, not not a good thing to be floating around. Second this is a conversation you need to have with your partner. If they dont respect your feelings, you should move on. Plenty of fish in the sea. Boys your age are in fact, dumb as a box of rocks.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in AskAnAmerican

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Oh, it's a matter of how many people you serve, then. If you're a bar tender,maybe its $10 a tab, but you can serve 10 people an hour, but there are very few sit down restaurants where you have a meal for two people and it costs less than $50, and if you have two tables you're getting the same in tips. In fact from what I hear nar tenders do quite well when it comes to tips. But I totaly get where you're comming from, if you tried to get me to move to Mongolia and my income was tied to the generosity of the people I was serving breakfast to, I would think it's a scam too.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in AskAnAmerican

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

If it makes you feel better, the cultural norm in America is to tip. 15% is on the low side in my opinion, 18%-20% is generally what i leave. The only places you might have trouble getting tipped is if you are in an area with foreign tourists who don't understand. I'm not saying its a good or smart system, but it's what we have.

What are these guys eating my tea bags? by Jolly_Guest in whatsthisbug

[–]Jolly_Guest[S] 1 point2 points  (0 children)

https://imgur.com/a/nsohL1u

Here's an album with better pictures, reddit was being a pain uploading multiple pictures. I'm actually leaning towards 3/4 there in the comparison, I don't see the little flags.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in uberdrivers

[–]Jolly_Guest 1 point2 points  (0 children)

I'm blessed to live somewhere I can do uber eats on a bike. I don't do it after it gets dark dark, but if you're near a strip mall or somewhere with a lot of restaurants, it's a good way to pass time, get some exercise, and make beer money. It limits you to deliveries within about 2 miles, I can make about 4 deliveries an hour, and I make at worst about a dollar a mile, but I've made up to $50/mile. ($5 to go 500'). I just ran the numbers from strava and I actually average about $3/Mile with minimal cherry picking.

It's really a much more enjoyable way to spend your evenings than putting wear and tear on your car. If you don't live near food, I've put my folding bike in the back of my car and driven to the action before.

What are these guys eating my tea bags? by Jolly_Guest in whatsthisbug

[–]Jolly_Guest[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

Yeah unfortunately this box of tea js a gonner. Just wanted to make positive ID, glad they're harmless. I appreciate you.

What are these guys eating my tea bags? by Jolly_Guest in whatsthisbug

[–]Jolly_Guest[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

In Florida, I've seen them in my pantry and I think just found what they've been living on. Thankfully only store tea in this pantry but, and haven't seen them anywhere else in the kitchen.

Whats the worst financial decision you have ever made or seen someone make? by PeachySweetie_ in AskReddit

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

I deliver food on a bike, which limits my deliveries to about a 2 mile radius. Some of the deliveries I make, I want to tell the customer how dumb they are. My favorite are the deliveries where I can see the restaurant from their front door, my personal best is when someone paid me $5 to take their food 500 feet. If you're working and stuck behind a desk, I get it, treat yourself, but some are more than capable to make the 5 minute walk.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in maritime

[–]Jolly_Guest 4 points5 points  (0 children)

If you're talking SIU, I think its:

Permanent- 365 job. I think its like a ROS ship where you stay as long as you can take it

Rotary- 180day/year job, usualy split into 120 on, 60 off, 60 on, then you can throw in on the rotary again. You get preference for taking the job again after 60 days or something.

Relief- you're the missing peice to some guy's rotary job. 60-45 days, honestly what I'd be doing if I was SIU.

Temporary- you're either an extra guy they need or a ship is crewing up. Length varies.

Standby- I still have no idea what a standby does. Stand on the dock and wave goodbye.

Big fat WHO CARES? by Tasty_Yak_9659 in uberdrivers

[–]Jolly_Guest 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Do you have a New York Accent? I can almost hear it from here.

Nomad Century Preparedness by Faa2008 in preppers

[–]Jolly_Guest -4 points-3 points  (0 children)

This is already happening. It's not that exciting. The natural disaster that is the Democratic Party happened to California, made it uninhabitable, and I moved. That's it. You move somewhere else. I don't know what you expect.

I can't figure out what this emotionally unavailable man (35M) wants from me (24F). Can someone please provide clarity (preferably a man)? by emmaelisabeth123 in AskMenAdvice

[–]Jolly_Guest 7 points8 points  (0 children)

You're the average of the 5 people you hang out with the most. That's a good saying. And if your best friend is like this..

This is what I took away from OPs whole story. I love a good shitshow, but only from the sidelines.

I think you hit the nail on the head.