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I’ve had too many to count. Working at customer service at Walmart you will see just about anything. I’ll give you a few.• A woman comes up with a bag of what appears to be red mud. She plops it on my counter with a wet sploosh. The customer shoved a receipt in my face while explaining she needs to exchange her dress for a new one. She’d only gotten to wear it to church once before she tripped and landed in a mud puddle.I blinked before prodding the muddy dress in the bag. I took a deep breath before explaining, as nicely as I could, that clothing exchanges just don’t work that way. The only way we could exchange or refund an article of clothing was if there was a factory defect or if the clothing was in new condition.The woman insisted that she had always exchanged her ‘stained’ clothing with us. I explained that after items left the store, they belonged to the customer, unless damaged by the manufacturer, or in new condition, and we did not exchange stained clothing. She blew up and went through two CSMs and a front end manager before grabbing her muddy dress and storming from the store.• A woman came in with a totally empty cake box and demanded another cake and her money back. The cake, she said, had been for her daughter’s birthday party and it had been stale and was disgusting. I asked her where the cake was and she huffed and rolled her eyes, telling me that it was a party and they HAD to eat it. I turned it over to the bakery manager. She took great pleasure in telling the customer she had to have at least a bit of the cake to do anything.• A man came in with a swimming pool that he claimed was two years old because grass had grown through the liner. It smelled so bad all the customers in line left. I was gagging too much to do anything until a coworker shrink wrapped the nasty thing.The customer had no receipt but claimed he paid $500 for it. I told him that even with a receipt, we could only do an exchange within 90 days. I had a CSM over ride me on this one, even though we didn’t even carry the same pool. There was no way to even ring it into the system.I told my CSM that I would have nothing to do with the transaction and made her sign everything. I warned her someone would get fired over this transaction and it would not be me. True to my words, I was called into the store manager’s office and told to explain myself. I explained that the whole thing was the CSM’s fault and she was fired.• A lady brought in an opened DVD and wanted her money back. Copyright law prohibits this. We can exchange for the exact same title but no refunds or title swaps. I told her I was sorry and explained the law. She goes into a full blown rant because she wanted the same movie she saw in the theater but this one was modified.I asked the customer what she was talking about and she tells me it says it’s been modified right at the beginning of the movie and she wanted the same one from the theater, not some modified crap. Obviously, she was talking about the screen that tells you the film has been modified to fit your tv screen. I asked her if she had watched the movie. No. She hadn’t wanted to bother since she knew it wasn’t what she wanted. I explained the modification was only to the size of the film, not the content. She gives me this blank stare and tells me not to blow smoke up her butt. Okay. I try again. Telling her to just take the movie home and watch it, promising that it’s the same movie.The customer became so upset that I had to call in both a CSM and the Electronics manager. They pulled her aside and tried to explain things to her with no success. The customer threw the DVD at us and stormed off.• A customer came in with a desktop computer to exchange. I asked him what was wrong with it and he told me it was an oversized paper weight. He said it did nothing and would not even turn on. I pulled it out of the box, plugged it up, hit the power button, and it immediately started booting up. The guy gapes at me for a moment before asking what I did. I told him I had plugged it in and pushed the power button. He said he hadn’t realized there was a power button. We packed it back up and he took it back home.

If guns ever were made illegal in the US, how would they collect all of them from gun owners?Let me run with this hypothetical.*Poof* tomorrow the Constitution is amended and the Second Amendment prohibiting the government from restricting this right is repealed. The day after tomorrow a law is passed making gun ownership illegal. (Or perhaps another Constitutional amendment)Everyone has three weeks to turn their guns into the police to be destroyed. As a nod to keep it from being a theft, you will be given an Amazon gift card for $20 and a coupon for a free Big Mac as payment for your stash of guns.There will be some gun owners who turn in their guns and wash their hands of it. I don't think it will be many, but some will. A quick google search told me that there are 393 million small arms in the hands (arms in hands?) of American civilians. I will assure you with absolute certainty that that many will not be turned in, not even close.So…How does the government go about getting the rest of the guns?Look up the registry to see who owns them?Well, we don't have a registry. You don't have to tell the government you are buying a gun. A gun shop has to check to see if you are legally able to buy one, but they don't then report that you did buy one, or which one you bought.Go door to door checking to see if you have a gun?This is a massive undertaking and it runs afoul of the Fourth Amendment protections against searches without probable cause.Make it a felony to own one with long prison time?Yeah, this could be done, but it wouldn't do anything. Guess what else is a felony with long prison time? (murder, armed robbery, rape, burglary, and many other violent crimes) If you're already ignoring the law, why will this law be any different. Worse yet, anyone who keeps their gun and then defends himself from one of the above listed violent crimes now suddenly becomes a felon himself and gets to spend time behind bars. (Well, perhaps prison is better than death, or sexual assault, or…)At the end of the day, there would still be millions and millions of guns in circulation by the new class of "felons” in America.

#VPD #UNIASSIST #VorprüfungsdokumentationHey peeps, hope u all r doing well n productive. Many of us r preparing fr admissions in Germany fr MS or some other courses,many deadlines are around n some of us r preparing for winter intake 2018. I hv been through the process of applying in universities Uni-assist , n I know process is somewhat confusing for many of us, even for me I was lyk struggling a week to sort out this process in initial stages. So m gonna write everything what u'll b needing to apply through uni assist and what all u will b encountering while in process. So let's get started n ofcourse further queries r welcome. Happy to help1) What is uni-assist?- It's a firm/body which pre-checks all your documents and send it to ur selected universities. A VPD no will b provided to you with the help of which you can apply to universities whose application is through uni assist.2) Overview.- Register on uni-assist.- Fill initial information(there will b several pages regarding ur personal information).- Apply for university/s by selecting Univ name n course, if u don't find course jst select "all subjects" n create an application or applications if u wish to do for more than one universities.3) Uploading documents.- Now u need to upload all the documents in the uploading section only once(except SOP, u should write a separate one for all Univ/courses u apply for) for all the universities. Diff slots r provided fr all the documents.Upload all the documents u have got... - starting from highschool marksheet, passing certificates, college transcript, degree certificate, exp. Letters, LOR (college n work place ), special achievement certificate, passport copy, CV, language certificate, IELTS ,SOP (a separate one fr each course u are applying) ....spare me if I hv left any of the certificate (a list has been provided in the help section so plz do refer it once before applying).Note- Make a check list of documents, do name the documents in proper way, convert docs in pdf form (other formats are given there too) just b known dat u r allowed to upload only 100 mb of files so jst resize docs accordingly.- Uni-assist fee payment- u need to make a bank transfer to the uni assist's bank account( this takes almost 2 days... The bank will ask you to fill a 4 page form for this, account info, and all bank account codes are given on website too, m attaching a screenshot too fr ur convenience) do not forget to carry your passport copy, printout of mail u get after successful application to uni-assist n 1 mote ID proof. ******** Do not forget to provide your applicant no. In Remark box, I repeat do not forget to mention your applicant no in Remark box. (Very very important- if u dnt do this , process might take a week more).4) Select documents to be uploaded in individual application of course (careful while selecting SOP among diff. SOP's)- Forward application - download PDF of application-print it -sign it- put it in A4 envelope with all other officially attested/certified documents. Do keep a list of content in packet fr their convenience. Take a printout of address n addressee(also applicant no.) paste on packet, seal packet n send it to uni-assist through DHL/FedEx atleast 2-3 months before deadline.5) Documents attestation - college/school documents can be attested from school itself, other documents can b easily attested by any of the authorised notary person(He'll take 200-300 INR at Max. fr all ur documents just bargain if he asks for more.6) Sealed documents- please get your academic transcripts and LOR frm cllg and workplace in a sealed envelope with signature n stamp of registrar on both opening sides of envelope and by professor/senior on LOR envelope.(Do take an extra copy without envelope for scanning or jst scan it before sealing...also take several copies of transcripts n LOR in case u need to apply some other universities which requires a direct application).6) Address of uni assist- sometimes the courier services do not accept address which is given on website. So just use " Uni-assist e.V ,Geneststraße 5, 10829 Berlin, Germany" this address (I got some minor problem bby sending it on the address given on website, DHL was unable to locate that address to they asked me to provide any other address, which delayed my process for further 2 more days).7) Check regularly your registered Mail address for your VPD-vorprufungsdokumentation (I was lucky, I got mine within 23 days ).**Now your process doesn't ends here. You need to go to the University website and apply there for your desired course mentioning your VPD no. And other asked information/documents.Queries r welcome

SAT registration is the initial step to apply for SAT examination. Scholastic Aptitude Test or SAT is held four times a year for international students in October, December, March and May. The test allows prospective students to pursue undergraduate programmes in countries like the US, UK, Canada, Australia, and more. Provided by the College Board from the US, the SAT registration involves the students to follow simple steps online. When can a candidate apply for the SAT exam? How can he/she apply? What are the SAT exam dates? What is the eligibility criteria for the SAT exam? Get an answer to all these questions in this article. Apart from these points, it also covers in brief about SAT fees, fee waiver, SAT exam and test centers, SAT admission ticket, SAT exam pattern, SAT score and much more.SAT Exam| How to Send Your SAT Score?SAT Registration – Steps to FollowOne can register for the SAT exam by two modes: online and via mail. We will briefly cover how to do it for both the modes.Online registrationStep 1: Create a student profile on the College Board websiteStudents should visit the web link here to create a profile.Click on “Sign Up” and provide information on name, sex, date of birth, email address, etc.Select a username and password.Review and confirm the information provided and you will receive an email confirmation. Proceed to the next step for filling out the application.More about: SAT REGISTRATION – HOW TO REGISTER FOR SAT EXAM?

BITSAT 2019 Application Forms are available online. Students who are eligible for the admission test can apply online before 20 March 2018, 5 pm.Click here to apply for BITSAT 2019Step 1: Follow the link given aboveStep 2: Fill online application formPersonal Details12th Examination DetailsTest Centre PreferencesStep 3: Upload scanned photograph (4 kb to 50 kb) and signature ( 1 kb to 30 kb).Step 4: Pay application fee either through online payment mode or through e-challan (ICICI Bank)BITSAT-2019 Application FeeMale Candidates - Rs. 3150/-Female Candidates - Rs. 2650/-Thanks!

I'm getting married in August and I did not realize the process was so arduous.I was raised Catholic but have not practiced for about a decade. I wanted to have a Catholic wedding because my parents are Catholic and I think they'd appreciate it.I live in San Francisco and the wedding is in Cleveland. We contacted a priest in Cleveland to preside over the ceremony, and he mentioned that we needed to get permission from our church in San Francisco. Here's the checklist the church in San Francisco sent our way [1], and my interpretation of what we need to do to have a wedding recognized by the Catholic church.1) We need my "home church", in the Archdiocese of San Francisco, to give me permission to get married in the Archdiocese of Cleveland. To grant me that permission, the Archdiocese of San Francisco requires:Baptismal recordsFreedom to Marry (Form A)Witness to the Freedom to Marry (Form B)In the presence of a priest or deacon, I have to reaffirm my faith in Jesus Christ and promises to live that faith in the Catholic Church and do all in my power to raise the children Catholic.I need to attend an Engaged Encounter Weekend, Saturday For the Engaged or a parish marriage preparation program (this appears to be their approach to the Pre-Cana [2] course). Note that the Saturday encounter will cost us $200.Additionally, because my fiancé is not Catholic, they also require:A dispensation from the Archbishop in San Francisco to marry a non-baptized person (Disparity of Cult)Specific to the Archdiocese of San Francisco, I believe, is an exam and counseling session devoted to communication for the couples:FOCCUS premarital inventoryFOCCUS(c) follow-up session2) At the rehearsal:Marriage license3) At the wedding:Wedding rings[1] http://www.oldsaintmarys.org/htm...[2] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pre...

You can take a print out of the attached form and fill it up.You will have to go to the bank and ask for a form for enabling net banking. Sometimes, the forms are also placed on the welcome desk.If you do not want to fill out the entire form because you are not sure what to fill, then simply write your customer id/account number and tick the net banking option. Sign on the bottom of the page in the signature box and ask for assistance from the banker when you visit the bank to drop it off.You cannot apply for netbanking online currently. After 2 weeks, your netbanking details like user id and password will be mailed to the address mentioned in the bank’s records.http://www.hdfcbank.com/assets/p...

I would answer that using two words -”MOUKA” (Opportunities) and “THAPPA” (Seal of approval).But wait! There is more.Apart from obvious reasons of high-pay and opportunities, let me add a few more points, quoting examples of people who actually migrated from India.Who is he? - Venkatraman ramakrishnanWhat did he accomplish? - Awarded Nobel Prize in Chemistry for “studies of the structure and function of the ribosome.”What would he be doing had he stayed in India? - Would have probably become a researcher in a central institute, but would never have got his research funded “because he is a chemist and ribosome is a topic of biology.”Who is he? - V S NaipaulWhat did he accomplish? - Awarded Nobel Prize in literature.What would he be doing had he stayed in India? - Struggling to get his work published. Probably also being ridiculed behind the back for claiming that his works far far supersedes those of the Chetan Bhagat.Who is he? - Dr. Har Gobind Khorana:What did he accomplish? - Awarded Nobel Prize in medicine for “Interpretation of the genetic code and its function in protein synthesis”What would he be doing had he stayed in India? - Probably a professor in one of our universities, checking practical copies and complaining about “the system” for not giving sufficient funds for a project.Who is he? - Amartya SenWhat did he accomplish? - Awarded Nobel Prize in Economics for “his contributions to welfare economics.”What would he be doing had he stayed in India? - Would have made his parents proud for working in a “stable, well-paying government job” as an accountant in a bank.Who is he? - S ChandrasekharWhat did he accomplish? - Awarded Nobel Prize in Physics "For his theoretical studies of the physical processes of importance to the structure and evolution of the stars”What would he be doing had he stayed in India - A professor in a university, perhaps a popular one because he could not only solve each and every numerical but could tell exactly which book it was from, which chapter and even page number.In short, we don’t get the opportunities, the infrastructure and the flexibility in India as compared to west.I never mean any disrespect to any of the laureates or to my country, what I want to say is that there are perhaps hundreds of Amartya Sen and S Chandrasekhar out there, who are forced everyday to kill their dreams and get settled.Once you go to west, you can’t be pressurized to follow the beaten path.You are ENCOURAGED to look at things from a different perspective. And a “stable, secure life” is NOT encouraged. Risk takers are NOT frowned upon.But apart from the obvious I would put one more reason - RECOGNITION.Yes, at times that “THAPPA” from the west creates more impact than all your qualities, your dedication and your good nature put together, even to your closest ones.Remember this man?Of course you do.Did you know him before 2014 when he got that “THAPPA” of Nobel?Wasn’t he working already?Aren’t we supposed to know him because he lives among us ?WhyArre THAPPA yaar THAPPAPerhaps this is why “NRI Ladka” is such a fad among upper middle class fathers looking for bridegrooms for their daughters.Forget Mr. Satyarthi, do you know this man?Whenever I talk to someone about Swami Vivekananda, the first thing people mention is his Chicago Address.Seriously? Among all his contribution to philosophy, the only thing people find worthwhile is an address to Americans.I am sure it was phenomenal, but see, even Swami Vivekananda’s biggest accomplishment is his “THAPPA” from west.Forget even him, remember this man?One of the greatest man to walk on the Earth.Do you know that his methods were unique and he was the one who made our freedom struggle mass-based and not limited to elites.But do you know one of the reasons he was able to gain such a wide popularity in congress ranks, so soon after his return from Africa in 1915, was “his contribution and works in Africa.”I am sure Mahatma Gandhi would have been a great figure even without those credentials. He would have eventually achieved the respect and recognition he deserved.But even for him the “THAPPA” acted as a launch pad, even if it was not from west.Need I say more?Edit 1: BTW this was Saurabh Kumar RoyI am sure you will find my other answers insightful as well.Saurabh Kumar Roy's answer to Why is Narendra Modi making more foreign visits?

As many of you know, I was homeless when I was younger. Life on the streets is hard, harder than you can possibly imagine.The first night was terrifying. I knew I was going to die. I knew I was going to get stabbed by other homeless people for my boots and sleeping bag, and God forbid they discover I had £38 in cash, they would probably slit my throat for that. I was going to get AIDS and I was going to die. It was a certainty.The first time I came across a group of homeless people that night was when I tried to find a place to sleep in an abandoned building. One happened to see me trying to climb through a broken window and told me it was a bad idea. That's where the prostitutes took their punters, and where the local heroin dealers plied their trade. I had no idea about any of this stuff, so I was glad of the advice.The person who told me to stay away from that building told me he and a few other homeless guys had a place in the park nearby and I could come along if I wanted. I knew the park and knew it was open on all sides, so I could get away if anything went sideways, so figured I had nothing to lose.Those guys asked me what happened to make me homeless. I told them exactly what my landlord did. I think they took pity on me as they could see I was scared, and let me know what to expect. I discovered how to apply for council housing, where the nearest soup van was and how often it turned up. They told me where I could find food and some of the things they found useful to survive. They were really nice people, and that surprised me. I didn't feel threatened in their presence, but wasn't ready to stay with them.Let me tell you, that first night was petrifying. Every noise was a threat. Every shadow a murderer. It was the start of the coldest winter on UK record at that time and believe me, I felt every bit of it. I was alone in the world. I was cold and I was scared. I'm not ashamed to admit I cried my eyes out that night and didn't sleep a single second. It was the longest night of my life.Early the next morning I got out of my sleeping bag and packed it away. I had a steely determination to sort everything out. I had been told what to do, I was intelligent and I could figure this out. I wasn't going to to spend another night on the riverbank.Number one on my list was to get a council flat. All I had to do was visit the housing office, declare myself homeless and sign some forms. Surely they could understand that I was young, naïve and desperately vulnerable. It should be enough to get me to the top of the list, or at least into emergency accommodation. Well first I had to find the housing office. I never needed to go there before so I had no idea where it was. Luckily there is a council advice centre in the local shopping centre. I went there, made a quick enquiry and walked to the next town to start the process of getting myself somewhere else to live.I decided on my way there I was going to speak to the police after I had finished at the housing office. I knew they couldn't do anything about the illegal eviction as it was a civil matter, but they would be able to punish my landlord and his mate for threatening me with extreme violence if I didn't leave immediately.I got to the housing office around mid afternoon. It took me a while to find it as I hadn't really been to the next town over much before. Walking in, I took a ticket from the machine on the front desk and waited my turn. I was called up to a private booth within a few hours. I didn't mind the wait as I knew I would get some keys at the end of it.The housing officer asked me loads of questions and gave me stacks of forms to fill out. It took ages. Eventually I was called back to a booth where a different officer looked over everything. He asked me why I left my previous home. I gave him all the details. All he was interested in was that I had left voluntarily. If you make yourself intentionally homeless, regardless of the circumstance, you go straight to the bottom of the list. I tried to plead with him and told him exactly what my landlord said, and how he acted. This guy was huge. Six foot four of bad tempered agressive muscle. I was a 9.5 stone weakling. I am not exaggerating when I say that one punch from this man could easily have killed me. The housing officer didn't care about that. All he kept telling me was that what I was alleging to have happened was illegal and landlords can't evict people without notice, so obviously I had done something wrong to warrant it. I hadn't. I rarely ever spoke to my landlord, and had been paying my rent in full, on time every month. I had never been so much as a day late.I asked to speak to another housing officer as I knew I wasn't getting anywhere with this one. A woman came and sat in front of me and asked me all the same questions, but seemed more willing to listen to me. She said there were other criteria for immediate assistance I might meet so reeled off a few more questions. Was I a drug addict seeking rehab? No. Was I dependent on alcohol? No. Was I disabled or mentally ill? No. Was I an ex offender? No. I didn't fit any profile which mattered. The council had discharged their duty of care by adding me to the waiting list and there was nothing else I could do.Dejected, but more determined than ever to get revenge on my landlord for what he did, I went to the police station next. I told a constable what has transpired and that I wanted to press charges. He didn't care either. The threats, whilst illegal, came down to his word against mine. He was a successful landlord who had evicted me for some reason, I was a homeless guy with a grudge. It was obvious the police were not taking my side and I was wasting my time.I went back to the riverbank.The next morning I met up with the guys from the park. I told them what had happened and they said they weren't surprised. I asked for some more advice. I don't remember what they told me, but I do remember it didn't help.I picked up a free newspaper from one of the stands in the town on my way back from the park to the riverbank. It mentioned that the winter shelter was reopening soon and gave it's address. I was there the day it opened but was already too late, all the rooms were gone. I went there every day for 2 weeks trying to get a room, and eventually got lucky. They had a zero tolerance policy towards drugs and one of the residents had been caught with syringes. He was being kicked out as I arrived. I took his room and stayed there for a week before I was evicted for some made up reason I don't remember.I went back to my friends in the park, but none of them believed I had gotten a room there as they were so difficult to get.A few weeks later, one of the big hospitals in my town closed down for a complete refurbishment. I saw it as a way to move off of the riverbank to somewhere inside. I scoped out the hospital and decided against trying to to sleep inside the main building as I could be found by the workmen and thrown off site. I looked at the external lab buildings but they were either being demolished or had big alarm boxes on the outside. Eventually, at the very far end of the site, I saw what was to become my home for the next several months. It was an abandoned brick shed. It was full to the ceiling with empty cardboard boxes, but best of all, the door could be secured from the inside. I had a roof over my head, it was dry and it was lockable. I made a tunnel through the boxes to the wall furthest from the door and made a little den. There was just enough room for me to sit up in one direction, and lie flat in another. If I was quiet, no one would know I was there.I needed to make it comfortable. I used several thick cardboard boxes to insulate me from the bare concrete base, and took a load of hospital bedding out of a skip on site one evening when the workers had gone home. Piled on top of the cardboard, it was quite comfortable. I already had a sleeping bag, so I slept on top of the sheets in that.That shed probably saved my life.I mentioned the soup kitchen van which came once or twice a week. Well sometimes it didn't come at all. I was already eating out of bins, but I needed that soup as it was the only warm food I could get. Eventually it's funding must have dried up as it stopped coming to altogether. I had also been careless in allowing myself to be seen taking food out of a bin at the back of a bakery, and the bin was locked away. That was the end of the food. I didn't eat for nearly 2 weeks.Something people don't tell you about real hunger is the pain. Being hungry hurts. Being hungry can make you hallucinate. You can die of hunger with a full meal in front of you as you are too weak to eat it. I came very close to starving to death.Someone told me the salvation army give out food, all you have to do is ask. I made my way to the nearest Sally army church and waited until the service was over before asking to see the vicar. He took me to the kitchen and filled a carrier bag with food. I was too dilerious to notice he had given me a frozen loaf of bread and a load of tins I couldn't open as I didn't have a can opener. What it did have was some fruit, a few slices of ham and some biscuits. That carrier bag of food lasted 3 weeks.I was having a conversation with one of the other homeless guys I knew and he told me that the council didn't just offer their own properties, they offered a service to private landlords too. This was later confirmed in a story in one of the free local newspapers, which also mentioned that the council didn't take all the properties offered, despite having a deficit, as they didn't consider some of the accomodation to be suitable. I suddenly had a new mission.I started waking up early, so I could make my way to the housing office and be first in line every day. I stayed there all day,every day for several weeks until I had a lucky break. A middle aged lady came in and I heard her say to the person on the front desk she had some bedsits to offer. They ended up not being suitable, but while she was waiting I struck up a conversation with her. I told her why I was there and what happened to make me homeless. I persuaded her to give me a chance and we filled out the housing benefit forms there and then. She gave me a lift to her bedsits and showed me inside.As I now had an address, on the way to the bedsits we stopped at the benefits agency so I could register for income support. It would be a few days until I received my first payment.As I had not taken off my clothes in many months, I was desperate for a bath. I had to wait a few days as there was no way I was putting my dirty clothes on again. I slept on the floor as I didn't want to get the bed dirty.Once my first payment arrived, I went shopping. I bought fresh socks and pants, a new pair of jeans and a new t-shirt. I also bought the cheapest shampoo and toothpaste they had. I went home, sat in that bath for hours and fell asleep in a warm, comfortable bed for the first time in months. The next morning I put on my fresh clothes and haven't looked back since.