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That's Me.
« on: August 21, 2018, 12:43:50 am »
Today I drove home doing 53 MPH in the left lane with my right blinker on for 5 miles.  I stopped at the grocery store on the way, where I parked 6" away from the car on my right.  Inside, I used the restroom, hopelessly jamming up the toilet.  Then I left my cart in the middle of the aisle while I stood next to it for 5 minutes, debating my choice of taco seasoning.   Then I took 3-4 minutes recounting my change in the express checkout.  Leaving, I left my cart in the parking spot on my left side.

I am THAT FUCKING GUY.  And while I enjoy what I do, it is exhausting and I feel as if I should be compensated.
Sometimes there is no solution.  Like carbon in the atmosphere, where a high enough rate will not come back to normal for a thousand years or more.  So don't hold your breathe, because none of us will live to see it, even if we lived the theoretical maximum age a human can reach.