I was just thinking about this girl I worked with at a summer camp who suddenly said “you have amazing eyes” while I was talking to her. It was genuinely like two years later until I realized she said that because she was into me. I wasted the whole summer chasing a Dutch girl who, when I asked her at the end why I hadn’t gotten anywhere with her, said “I was disappointed in your physique.”
I woke up the other night and turned on the light and my cat immediately ran over to my bed and stared intently at the corner above my head. She does this a lot randomly and I laughed until I looked up and saw the two-inch long cockroach sitting there.
My cousin had 18 cats at one point. He lived next to public land in Florida in a spot where people frequently dumped cats, and most of them ended up living in his house. He had a room with a kiddie pool filled with litter. He’s also a die-hard white supremacist despite being half-Thai, proof that people are complicated.
A great book on this subject is The Last Grain Race by Eric Newby, an autobiographical account of the author’s trip around the world as a crewman on Moshulu just before WWII broke out. Interestingly, Moshulu went on to star in The Godfather Part II (as the ship that brings young Vito Corleone to the US) and is now a floating restaurant in Philadelphia.
I’m a school bus driver and it’s genuinely depressing how often I see a parent waiting with their kid for the bus, face down in their phone instead of paying the slightest bit of attention to their child. I also find it depressing to see a person walking their dog while looking at their phone - not sure dogs actually give a shit but somehow they manage to look sad and neglected anyway in these situations.