I bought something the other day and it felt like I was doing a drug deal.
I think businesses need training here, as I had to show ID and credit card for verification (within 2 meters for sure, but no physical contact). Employees don't know what to do. I didn't know what to do either.
In the first week of September 2001 I read a conservative journal with a piece by a retired Havard professor that argued in favour of exonerating FDR for allowing pearl harbor to be attacked. He reasoned that ultimatly the greater good was served and was a good example of executive privilege. First week of September. Eerily prescient. And now...
And since my strength is being a loser I'm going to embark on a mission to find other likeminds and er... lead a parade. Parade of the great mass of lost humanity
I have been an animal lover for my entire life. I was a vet’s assistant, a groomer, and a kennel assistant. I’ve had animals of every kind. Dogs, cats, birds, rodents, horses, reptiles, fish, and cows. So this situation was entirely unexpected. I had taken on an animal that was not mine. I already had a pet, but I couldn’t see this animal left homeless, so I took him, even though this was a huge imposition for me, under my circumstances at the time. He was NOT easy. He caused major problems for me at the worst time in my life. His previous owner couldn’t take him back, so I felt obligated, even though he made my life so much harder. I loved him, but he was an asshole. I had him for several years, and I did my best for him. I finally found a new career, but was forced to move from my rental at the same time. Finding a new place that would take animals was extremely difficult. I finally found one, but I was only allowed to have one pet. The pet that I’d gotten on my own, that I loved SO much, was obviously my choice. As the foster pet was elderly (17) and very unpleasant, I wasn’t able to find anyone willing to take him on, so I decided to surrender him to the SPCA. The horrible experience I had there changed my mind about this organization. I thought that I could just bring him there and they would understand. Instead, I faced the third degree. I was made to feel like a criminal! I ended up having to lie, saying that I’d found him. They were incredibly judgemental and made me give them the names of any vets I’d been to. I was stupid enough to do that, and they figured out that this animal had been mine because I’d taken him to the vet many. They were very young, so not able to understand difficult life choices that people are sometimes faced with. Now, my other pet has passed away, and I would dearly love to adopt another, but because of thIs situation, I’m not able to. Even though I had decades of responsible experiences with many pets, I’m labeled as a terrible person because I surrendered one animal that I couldn’t take care of.
I fall asleep every night with my head just below my open window so I can breathe the same air that all the homeless breathe.
With the love of garlic, ever since we all started self isolating. We can finally smell like shit all we want :) who cares!
And when I play online Scrabble, if the other random opponent is one of those people who spends too long trying to find the absolute best word, I quit (forfeit) the game.
If you can find a big word quickly -great, but if not, just pick the best you can quickly.
I have been in my house for 2 weeks. I've eaten EVERYTHING, pizza chips booze ALL OF IT. Yes there are healthier options but I've just been eating everyday like it's my last. It's wonderful, but damn I am getting fat. lol
I'm annoyed by the older, high-risk people I know who refuse to take COVID seriously. They're exactly the kind of people who are likely to have complications or even die if they get the virus. Ex. frail elderly couple in their 80s, he's going to the grocery store daily. Ex. man in his 60s with high blood pressure and diabetes who won't do social distancing and won't listen to anyone who tells him he should since he's convinced he doesn't need to. Even if they don't care about their own risk (which is sad, because I care about them), there's the reality that our health care system can't handle this.
I just googled "having sex in a hazmat suit", and felt totally stupid doing it. Well, well - Turns out it wasn't an original thought at all, far from it.
Strange new world. Turn your fears into kink.