Smores

I found a really niche state patrol office to pay a fix-it ticket. It was on the third story of an off site parking garage for a mall type thing. With only two “visitor” spaces. There were like 4 cops in this tiny office just yucking it up when I walked in. They all did the “oh look busy now!” dance when I surprised them. I think this was one of those “put him on desk duty so he’ll still get a paycheck while he gets cleared” type places. Nice enough for cops, but they had that shitty kid just got away with something vibe, bigtime.

if it slapped me in the face and threw the glove at my feet I would take it as an insult and demand a duel. pistols at dawn.

Getting to the point in life where you realize how the sausage is made, packaged, marketed, distributed, sold, cooked, consumed, digested, defecated, flushed, mixed with other waste, and either separated into solids and liquids or dumped into the ocean will do that to you.

10 lengths of 10 foot 1/2" copper pipe. when I bought it it was cheaper than now by a lot. I ended up never using it for plumbing because we went with a larger diameter and different material. Now I have the coolest patina curtain rods ever.

I worked a clean up crew for a large college campus. One day the boss offered a case of beer and a full day payed off to the person who would clean the bottom of the elevator shaft in the exchange student dorm. The whole summer they had been dumping their garbage down it instead of bagging it and bringing it to the dumpsters. Muck boots, painters suit, and full hood ppe did very little to the smell that followed me for days.

I was not worth a case of beer and a day off.

edit! that was second worst! I accidentally inhaled a full hit of silicon fumes from a friends bong he’d just repaired. that was terrifyingly awful. I thought I was going to fucking die on the spot.

I knew I should have added “3000” to the end of my lemmy name. DestroyerOfWorlds just sounds so weak now.