It’s a bummer.

Like, all around.

When I was a kid, going to town was an event. We’d head down to the local hardware store which stocked NES and SNES games for us kids, had a section for toys and everything. Nothing fancy, just water guns and action figures. My mom actually talked the guy into stocking Nintendo games so we didn’t have to travel two towns over to get them. We’d leave there and my mom would take us to Speedy’s for a haircut. (They recently tore his old building down. I hated to see it). Then we’d walk down to the fabric shop so my mom could buy some stuff to make curtains and things. Once we were done there we’d go down to the little grocery store, the owner always gave me and my brother a lollipop and a dollar bill. Then we’d go from place to place browsing and window shopping.

Walmart ended all of that when it came to my town. People fought it for a long time and finally compromised and let them build on the highway.

I liked capitalism before it got like this. When people owned their towns and local businesses.

I bought a single Big Mac in rural nowhere the day before yesterday. I expected to pay about 4.50. Nope. Almost 7 dollars. 6.80 for single, cold, dry, wilted ass lettuce, dry ass cheese, sloppily made burger. I waited outside for nearly half an hour for it. Girl came to my window and said, “what did you order?” I told her and she still handed me a bag with a 4 piece nugget and a small fry. I had to go in and tell them they got it wrong, show my receipt which was stuck on the bag, then wait another 15 minutes for that cold, yucky sandwich.

The person who ordered the nuggets either left without looking or decided to say “fuck it”, because they didn’t come back in with me.

I would have done that, but I paid 7 bucks for the the shit.

That is it for me.

I don’t get mad when people make mistakes, and I wasn’t mad when all that happened. The only thing that made me mad was the price.

McDonald’s can kiss my ass. A few more dollars and a short wait and I could have got a banging ass meal just down the road at the noodle joint.

I’m behind you there. I’ve never even heard the term “GRID”. I was born in 1985 though.

What a bummer that people can be so ugly. :(

Edit:

Just looked it up. Man. What a way to put stigma on everything all around. Jesus.

Ya gawt ta reed yer bi-bull!

It tha werd uh tha lorduh!

Remember the AIDS PSAs we watched as kids?

“Billy has aids. You cannot get AIDS from being in the room with Billy. The only way to get AIDS from Billy is to come into contact with his blood or other bodily fluids. If you see someone bleeding on the playground, don’t approach them. Get a teacher as quickly as possible. Safety equipment like gloves will prevent an HIV infection.”

See, ever now a than, thangs is cold. And thangs is hot.

It’s in yer bi-buhl buddy. Reed it.

:p

Could be it honestly. :)

I live deep in the Appalachian mountains and I haven’t met a single person interested in the things that I am since I was a kid.

I’m so bad and hate socializing so much that I recently got the Mortal Kombat II deluxe arcade cabinet, the same dude kept joining my match every single time I played so I just stopped going online haha.

He contacted me and we talked once, and that was that.

I really like him too, I just can’t handle it. Even that tiny little bit of it.

I don’t know why I’m like that. I’m not bad at talking to people. I’ve been told I’m damn good at it. I’ve been told I’m charismatic and all that. There’s just something broken in me.

Probably comes from the abuse I suffered as a kid if I’m being honest. It was rough, and it trained me I guess.

But then again, my whole family is like me. I don’t even know 90% of them, but I can tell you that 90% of them do not have Facebook. The ones that do, they don’t ever post, they don’t ever like, nothing. It’s like it’s just who we are or something.

I have brothers who grew up in different households. Two of them never experienced any abuse as children, they were spoiled. They are just like me. They talk to no one.

I’ve done the whole therapy thing, I just do not have it in me to have friends.

I haven’t had a desire to make a friend since I was a kid.

I do get lonely. I’ll have a thought that I’d like to share and I know I drive my wife crazy.

I wouldn’t even care if I could find a way to make some money. Right now I’m a stay at home dad. That’s what my wife wanted me to do. I was making money on the stock market, not taking big risks, just making above minimum wage. Then the election happened and now that’s over.

Thank you for caring.

Heeeey it’s me. Totally socially crippled.

I don’t even know how to maintain relationships, don’t have an interest in trying. There’s something wrong with me.

My only friend on this planet is my uncle.