I almost got shot once.

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I thought about this today. Am I really like, besides the ability to type well and use big words, that good at like... much at all? People keep telling me how I'm so talented and blah blah, I just gotta find a job that suits me. Yeah, sure...

Anyway, I will tell a story of something that happened to me on the job. I used to sell windows, I tried for a month. It was the type of place that would hire anyone, but fire you fairly easily as well. What my job was to give a script to people asking them to get a window estimate, and we'd generally do this at fairs. I didn't really mind that, but what happened at one fair stuck out in my mind.

I was at a military base, for a fair on base. I went through the check point, and took a wrong turn very shortly after the check point, and after stopping for the turn, they yelled at me to stop and unholstered their guns. They then came to my car, asked me what I was doing, I was pretty much scared s**tless and told them I made the wrong turn and just felt like a huge idiot. They told me it was the other way, I said I know, I'm sorry, I messed up. The rest of the day was uneventful besides that, but...yeah...

This kinda puts some holes in the theory of "Oh, you could work if you just tried harder!" type of thing. I dunno, my navigation skills and stuff like that are crap, and my nervousness together with that almost got me shot. I keep thinking to myself maybe I am just lazy/a p****/whatever, but then I think of times like this, and yeah...

You did not almost get shot. You almost got arrested.

I've been in the military, and I've actually been shot at, so I know the difference.

It's called getting "jacked up" and since you didn't end up with your face on the pavement with rifles pointed at your head, you got it easy. Very common on airbases.

Knives; the kind of screw up you describe here is pretty common. Getting turned around while going to an unfamiliar place and straying into some restricted area - almost everyone does that from time to time. You are probably more nervous than the average Joe. We average Joes get in the same kind of twists you do but we probably shed them off better and in a relatively short period of time.

Sounds as if you want to get into the workplace but fear some innate incompetence. I'm guessing that your friends can see talent fairly accurately. Heck, I think I know that you're smart.

Knives, if you can weather the 1st six months of a job, you will find that your comfort level and satisfaction are well worth the trauma of the; well; the 1st six months.

My unasked advise; don't over think about getting a job. I used to work in my own business. The 1st ten years were good. The 2nd ten years were downslide. I was bored and lonely but I kept over thinking about getting a job all the while my lifestyle and income were sliding because I wasn't doing enough work because I didn't like it anymore. I got to the point where I feared losing my home. Long story short; using my professional skills in the workplace had become impossible because my field went to the orient and elsewhere.

I leaped and took a job in a supermarket. Learning to become a cashier, surprisingly, took everything I've got. But after the 1st month it was OK and by the third month it was better and by the 6th month I was really good at the job and felt little stress. I don't mind the work at all and feel confident again in the workplace. I'm now a pharmacy tech in the same store. Even this little job; it's sooooo much better than being at home with paying work to do that I wasn't doing.

Take a little job to build your confidence in your innate competence. That could be a spring board for you.

My senior prom was in Washington DC. Several Streets in DC are permanently closed after 9-11.

I drove up to a street trying to figure out how to get home (DC is not so much of a grid city in places) and this was before GPS.

Immediately a cop came up behind me, pulled me over and walked up with his gun drawn.

He saw we were in prom clothes, I explained what happened, he told me to be more careful and told me how to get back to 395.

This kind of thing happens to everyone, people get lost all the time.

They wouldn't shoot you unless you tried to shoot them first.

I got shot at before. Once shot at a couple times with a shotgun by my grandfather when I was 16 because he was drunk and crazy and came in my room telling me to turn off my Led Zeppelin because it was "N***** music" and I argued and told him Robert Plant was white. He came out of his bedroom with his shotgun and I took off out the door and down the street. Fast too! He shot at me. I ran to my friends house, called my mother and the crazy b**** told me "Go back home!" I called her psychiatrist and stayed with the friend for a day or two.

The other time was by my ex father in law. He was drunk and crazy too but that night we were all drinking and he was being an ass and I said something to him that was, really I admit it, very mean, so this old drunk who had had two open heart surgeries grabs his pistol and I take off running and he runs after me. For several blocks! I hid in some garage or shed or something till I was sure he was gone. Then I walked around a while and came back when I was sure he was passed out. I slept there, because my car wasn't there, and the next day he didn't even remember it and laughed about it.

He really would have shot me. He shot his best friend in the back yard over a comment. Did't hurt him too bad and the friend bailed him out of jail once they both sobered up. I was there when it happened, almost asleep. I was still married to my ex. I get up to go see why they shooting guns out there, and so does his wife and my ex and there is the youngest kid (12 or so then) and he said "Daddy shot Jimmy!" Jimmy was laying on the ground holding his shoulder and yelling and Bill (not his real name) the guy who shot him, drove his truck through the yard to the fence and pulled Jimmy over there and threw him in the back and drove him to the hospital. He opened the back window so he could cuss him for the remark the whole way there. We all went back to bed once the excitement was over.

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I almost shot at someone once. Middle of the night, guy chasing girl through a parking lot. Girl yelling for help. I was about to pull my gun on him before she yelled "beat you"

At that point I wanted to slap her for yelling for help falsely.

Fnord is right - you were a ways away from getting shot.

People get lost, NT and Aspie alike - and military bases (and government buildings) always have jumpy sentries.

As for you having trouble getting a job - I don't know you, but I do very firmly believe that the vast majority of people *can* find work that is meaningful for them, and that *most* people who are unemployed really do want to find that job. It's not a question of you being lazy or unmotivated, it's just a question of not finding what you like yet.

You don't have to feel badly that you're unemployed - just don't give up on finding a place you belong.

If you had your Osama bin Laden t-shirt on and said Allah said you would find something there it would have been a very different affair. I still don't think they would have shot you, but it is unlikely you would have been allowed to leave.

Yea you almost got arrested not shot.

I've been held at gun point though during PSNI raids, Nothing like having a submachine gun aimed at you and being called a Fenian c**t while they wreck your house.

I've been shot at though by plastic bullets, One smacked off a Car and wacked me in the butt cheek lmao. Not even a direct hit and I was hurting for a week.

Also set myself on fire with a petrol bomb once by accident, Got lucky though no serious lasting burns.


Stabbing though, That almost happens alot here in Scotland, Thankfuly I can typicaly talk down most people, I'd take my chances with the plastic bullet before getting stabbed by a Ned.