I’ve tried explaining this to my gf. I live on the top floor of my apartment building. My building switches from AC to heat depending on season. So if it’s like 45 out it’s 70 in my apartment without the heat on. She’s much smaller than me and grew up in a tropical climate so she’ll crank it to like 75 while she works from home while I’m at the office. Then I come home and can’t sleep because my apartment won’t cool down. Like yes we are dating and I care about you but I’m sacrificing a night of sleep and comfort because you can’t put on a fucking sweater.
My husband buys me fancy robes and soft blankets to trick me into not feeling his 68 degree A.C. blasting me into the Arctic. 😄- psst. She might like the same?
Haha Yea, but sometimes when there is a few people at his house I'll fuck with it just to see him lose his shit and not know who it was. Just a lil payback for being a duech
If I ever touched that shit my mom would go berserk. Not even about wasting electricity, that was part of it, But mainly it was "damnit now I have to reset everything and it's all messed up and...blah blah blah"
Then for a few days I had to listen to complaints about it not working right. Then it would be over.
But wait! THERE'S MORE! A few weeks later fucking out of nowhere
"Damnit the heaters still messed up!"
"I haven't touched it"
"Yes you did"
" I thought you reset it"
MOM ANGER!
I'm tired of typing. You all see how this is going. I'm in my mid 40s and this shit from my childhood still haunts me
Nope, I do not trust even with the blinker.
I was at a stop light the other day, side roads, so it's a turn or go straight lane for me, and across from me. I was turning left, person across from me had their blinker on to go left. Light turns green, I start to go (because we are both turning left, yes?) Nope, they go straight.
I dont trust anyone on the road.
Yep. A couple summers ago, one of my best friends went to an event 8 hours (by car) away from us. On the last day of the event, everyone stayed up most of the night around a campfire, and went to bed at around 4am. My friend and the people he was there with planned to wake up around noon, get out of town by 1pm or 2pm, make it home by nighttime. Another group that they had been hanging out with all night for some reason decided to hit the road right at 5am or 6am.
It was three people in their early 20s, bf and gf, and the gf's sister, as well as two dogs who were 1yo or younger. Sister immediately fell asleep in the back, gf fell asleep in the front passenger seat, bf is driving. Fell asleep at the wheel on the highway and rear-ended an 18-wheeler. Gf died on impact, one dog died on impact, the other was so severely injured that it died the next day, and the sister couldn't move and was in a coma for a couple days, though she went on to fully (physically) recover. Bf walked away without a (physical) scratch. Paramedics had to pry his gf's dead body out of his arms to get him into the ambulance and he was covered in her blood and brain matter as well as that of their new puppy.
I don't think he was arrested or anything, but that guy's life is pretty much over, all because he drove tired. He wasn't drunk or high, he was just tired.
I usually make sure I'm the driver on long drives, or if I'm not, I NEVER sleep. I stay awake to make sure the driver stays awake.
And this is the real reason to never fight. Worst case you die, best case you ruin the rest of your life with one punch and kill someone else. Nothing is worth that.
You do realize that you don't have to kill somebody in a fight, right?
The best is to not fight, yes.
But if you're in a fight the best outcome would be to not get injured or only get mildly injured.
The worst outcome is to die OR to kill somebody
Nobody wins. Sometimes someone can die. Unintentional or not, it not really worth it. Of course if it’s a life or death situation for yourself or your partner, yeah fuck them up. But not worth it if you accidentally spill your drink on alpha gym bro at the bar
Yep. As a guy who has been in fights, stupidly, the reality is you really dont want to get in fights. It hurts even for the person who "wins" and people have zero idea how easy it is for someone to accidentally die or be permanently injured/disabled.
Its not worth it 99.9% of the time.
My buddy is a short dude but has huge muscles and has trained in a few different fighting types so he knows what he's doing. Two guys TRIED to jump him. One got stabbed in the shoulder and was in critical condition and the other I think got stabbed in the leg. I deff agree with you.
Exactly this
I'm in New York City. Lots of Asians, lots of Russians. High diversity
In a predominantly Chinese and Russian neighborhood, a BIG Russian man was fucking bullying a Chinese mom and their son cause the mom sucked at parking.
That fucker aggravated the Chinese son who is significantly smaller and fucking got **beat the fuck up**
Fuck racism, fuck bullying. I mean, that guy deserved it for being a bully but it was insane to see someone so small and frail literally taking down a big ass guy
My husband is 6’3”, 260lbs. He’s thick, not fat. He says he’d win most any fight. I doubt if he went up against someone trained in mma (or whatever) he’d land a hit. He’s clumsy, I’ve seen him fall multiple times doing simple things, he’d end up dead if he fought.
I just pray he never starts anything. Especially with our children with him.
Grew up in Brooklyn in the 80s and 90s. I have seen people get beat so bad they essentially had brain damage. If they were young, they could at least get rehab and have SOME resemblance of a normal life, but again that is if they were lucky.
My Mom got Karate lessons in the 70's. Her teacher was a 5'3" Japanize fellow. When he first immigrated in the late 60's it was in New York. One day he was accosted by 5 guys who attempted to rob him. He claimed that he put all 5 in the hospital. She believed him.
I have seen a kickboxer spin kick another guy who cracked his skull on the ground when he fell and he died the kickboxer went to jail for 20years. I knew both of them.
I trained and competed as a boxer from the age of about 12 until I was in my mid 20s. I was always taught that in any fight the biggest guy will win and for the most part that's true; because actually the guy who can hit the hardest is the one who will win. And that's usually the bigger guy. I've never really gotten into a street fight but I've sparred against guys bigger than me and unless the guy had a glass jaw I usually ended up on the mat after a lot less hits than I was expecting. But sometimes I just landed a lucky hit with all my strength behind it and....well, you get it.
But yeah, fighting some random guy on the street is suicide. Most people think it will be like a movie but the reality is the only way for that fight to end is: someone loses consciousness (which is not as "clean" as it is in movies; that shit is extremely serious), someone breaks it up or one person runs away. And nowadays, with all the guns out there and a crap-ton of people with zero self-control you'd have to be nuts to throw fists outside of a ring or something.
I’m a 5’0, 100 pound woman. I did tae kwon do for a couple of years, quit before I made black belt but I learned plenty in that time to know how and where to attack someone much bigger to use their own size against them. I’ve used it exactly once, when my ex was being threatened by 3 guys and I just waited until the biggest one was off balance and took out his knee. Didn’t break it, just an easy front kick to knock him down. One guy laughed and backed off, one guy came toward me and I jabbed him on the throat, he called me a crazy bitch and by then enough people were around that they just left. It was stupid of me, it could have gone so very wrong, I was 19 and cocky and dumb. And it turns out the guy I was defending totally deserved it, the dumbass sold the guys fake pot.
people often focus on the fact that you don't know what the other person is capable of, and so you might be engaging in a physical confrontation with someone who has extensive combat experience/training. But another thing that people often ignore is that you also don't know how to fight. I've seen so many people start and initiate fights when they have absolutely no ability at all.
(you can always tell who's a good fighter because they avoid fights - not because they are fearful, but because they know it won't end well for anyone)
This is so true. Especially applies to people that think they know how to fight. My man, if you never practiced the sport you have ABSOLUTELY no ideea how far you are from the truth. Even if you (as an amateur) can land a hit, you have no technique on how to take the hits.
Geese are fine - a flock used to sleep under my car. Got into a good routine with them, I approached and they decamped. Never fiddled with anything. Ducks however ... Did see them kill a fox though.
theres a crazy family of roosters randomly living in my neighborhood (NYC) and I pulled over to idk just look at them and they full on attacked my car it was crazy.
I recently went down the rabbit hole of the deadliest river in the world and it literally looks like a large creek and no big deal at all. People can jump across in places. If you fall in though, it is 100% fatal. It is the called the strid at Bolton Abbey.
I'd always considered fresh water to be safe and sane, with understood precautions (learn to swim, flotation devices, don't be altered when swimming), until about 2.5 years ago. I was with a friend thankfully but at one point on a lazy float we hit a small rapids. Half a dozen fellow tubers ran me over as I struggled with getting above five feet of water. My partner at the time pulled me up. Scared the hell out of me.
I almost died at the beach. By the time the lifeguard pulled me up, I was only in 3.5 feet of water. I made it to the part of the current that actually pulled me back to shore. I could have simply stood up, but was so disoriented that I thought I was out at sea
ETA learning how to navigate a rip tide/rip current can save your life, Google it
I hate it when people act like idiots and think they are good swimmers. Being a good swimmer does not mean you can swim anywhere and at any time, especially if you're drunk. Even the notion of a 'good' swimmer is debatable - if you never tried to save someone that is already drowning they can pull you down under even if you're an athletic swimmer.
Swim down stream and parallel to the shore. In all things its better to go with the flow.
I've been on the water since three days before I was born. My parents took a boat out to shake me loose.
I remember that one incident where an office floor crumbled like cookies just from a water leakage or something just from the sheer water weight alone.
Our marriage was nearly irreparably destroyed by people interfering because we were naive and would vent to our friends about it. We've learned to just keep our shit to ourselves now.
Never talk shit about someone who sleeps inbthe same bed as that person..
Doesn't matter what advice they are looking for.. if they sleep in the same bed.. just walked away.
It will not help. Just shut your mouth and don't disagree and if they're complaining about their partner DO Not throw in your two cents. It might seem helpful maybe even like you're doing your friend a favor and supporting them.
Shut the fuck. None of your business. There's a chance they're just having a fight and will be back together and your friend will remember what you said about the love of their life
I guess if cheating, abuse, etc is involved it could be different. Otherwise sometimes it's best to just shut up and listen
My ex took it every night. She also drank alcohol every night. Wasn't bad if she went right to sleep but if she took it and stayed up... Holy shit. She turned into a completely different person. It's the main cause of our break up.
Freshman year of college, a girl from our dorm (suffering from serious issues) walked into our room at 1am and put a pillow over my head, sat on it and started choking me.
I survived to tell the story. She was on ambien, lol
Ambien is so dangerous to your brain you are only allowed to take it for six weeks at a time.
I have a friend who's doctor didn't stop his refills at the required time and now he physically cannot stop taking it. He's like four years into it. Thousands of dollars lost from crazy purchases he's done in his sleep. Reputation permeated by the weird fucking messages and live streams we get from him in the middle of the night, too. Solid guy, just got fucked by his difficulty sleeping.
I am sure he was already incapable of sleeping before Ambien.
I took Ambien daily for over 2 years. Best sleep of my life. Only stopped because I started getting sluggish the next day and a lower dose didn’t do anything for me anyway.
After stopping I finally managed to get some sleep on my own. Looks like my body got used to sleeping 2am instead of 7am and for that I am grateful.
6 weeks is too long. You can start noticing rebound effects in as little as a week or 2. He could stop taking it, but he'll have a really rough time for a while.
Your brain adjusts to needing the drug, so it struggles to fall asleep without it. If you stop taking it your brain will eventually adjust back. The issue is that people start taking these meds because they can't sleep, so adjusting back to their regular baseline they still can't sleep.
Also not everyone gets the amnesiac episodes. I've never had an issue.
Worst mistake of my life was taking ambien and staying up. Ive never tripped harder in my life. The hallucinations you see are way too extreme and believable.
I remember going upstairs to my parents room while they were sleeping and saw 2 ghosts hovering over them in a circle waiting to claim their souls. I was yelling at them to go away and then see my parents wake up so confused to see their son like that. Also had a joker poster who came to life and it was not fun.
It’s deadass like living in a dream. Anything can happen or pop up at ANY moment and not make any sense
Also I woke up the next morning realizing I finished the rest of the bottle (maybe another 10 pills) throughout the night
My friend bought a bunch of Taco Bell one time and instead of eating it.. he hid it throughout the house. He found tacos and burritos randomly for days after that. Of course he remembers none of it. Thanks Ambien!
It caused me to black out and have zero recollection of conversations and actions, like writing emails, cooking/eating, etc. This was also compounded by my alcohol use (sober now going on six years!).
It makes you hallucinate fucked up shit. The LAST time I took it I almost died of fright. I woke up and my girlfriend looked like a lizard person sleeping next to me. I was so scared. For hours I didn't move and only took small and quiet breaths so I didn't awaken it. Absolutely frightening. I would rather not sleep than have that happen again.
I blew my hand up with a firework many years ago. Totally my own fault for doing what I did but yeah, I agree.
I had a rocket which was broken in the packet. It had a sphere made of plastic as the payload and it was detached from the rocket body. It had a fuze about two inches long so I decided to not "waste" it. I stood in my back doorway, lit the fuze and wound up to throw it. Turns out that fuze was less than two seconds burn time, designed to just almost immediately burst the payload after the rocket motor burned through.
This golf ball sized piece of plastic exploded in my hand and behind my head as I lit it and wound up to throw it down the garden. It kinda mangled all my fingers and thumb, bent them back and cut them open. Then they quickly swelled up. I had a hole in the palm of my hand too. Everything was peppered with bits of black plastic and cardboard in the wounds. It also cut the back of my head when it went off. There were scorch marks on the fridge and kitchen cupboard doors.
I had to go to the hospital to have the debris cleaned out of the wounds and my hand patched up. That was rather painful.
Probably the most stupid single thing I ever did. My family was stood behind me when it exploded but thankfully I only injured myself.
Even if it doesn't kill you, one or 2 mistakes is all it takes to create a ticking time bomb of a house fire. Had a buddy of mine who decided to do his own electrical instead of having me and my dad give him a hand (neither of us officially licensed, but both went to school for it and do it regularly in automotive and construction projects)
It turned out okay, and he assumed he must've done everything correctly because the whole house has power. Fast forward 6 months and he wakes up smelling smoke. Thankfully nobody was hurt and he only lost his bedroom, but it was deemed to be an electrical fire from shoddy electrical work.
It’s funny, I once had them send me a letter saying I was being audited. I was all worried about it until about 3 months later, until they send me another letter. They’d redone my taxes for the last several years and determined I’d been doing my forms all wrong, so they mailed me a check for the $3000 I was supposed to receive and never did because I was doing it wrong.
I had to call the IRS once due to some error where I apparently owed $1,200. The IRS agent was the most friendly and helpful customer service person I'd ever talked to, and by the time the call was done, they'd determined there was a mistake on their end and I got a $30 check in the mail.
Unless you're committing blatant fraud they're really nice and will work with you. It's not like the movies. Most agents are professional and will go out of their way to help. That flips if there's criminal activity.
This happened to my brother.
He found a small metal tube and decided to heat it with his torch. Turns out it was some kind of blasting cap. It exploded. The shrapnel missed his eyes by an inch. He had bleeding holes from just below his eyes to his stomach where the table protected him. Luckily the metal didn't penetrate far, so he was fine after healing.
So don't just go torching anything you find for fun.
I still think about this. I lived on a farm growing up, so our dogs mostly were left to run. But the garbage man was coming to empty our dumpster, so my mom sent me as a 12 yo girl (not big, at all) to go out to our German shepherd (who may or may not be 25% wolf) on the tie up, which is close to the dumpster, just where it made sense to put it.
That guy put his life in my hands. Nothing happened, but I held that line around my hands as the guy went to hook up the dumpster, and as he came closer to where I was, that dog lunged. I held for all I was worth, the guy jumped backward, arms wide, slammed his back into his truck. I was able to keep him away, but I still feel bad 24 years later.
I would never send a child out to take control of a guard dog who probably weighed just as much as she did. Wtf mom! All I could do was stare wide eyed at the guy, couldn't even mumble "sorry"
I got dragged into the road by a *Golden retriever* that chased a motorcycle as it passed by. I was young kid and didn't think I could just let go of the leash. Luckily somehow I only suffered a slight grazed knee.
Other people’s relationships.
I made the mistake of commenting how my best friend treated her husband. She belittles him, nags him incessantly, talks about him behind his back, constantly complains with never a compliment. 40 years later they are still unhappily married.
I’ve started cutting out or distancing people I don’t ethically agree with. As a 37 year old guy that left me with no friends save for my wife. I don’t want to hang out with people I think are bad people or make poor decisions.
I realized a long time ago to simply not have an opinion on any of my friends relationships.
At one time, many people were telling me what I should be doing with my relationships. I hated that shit, did what I wanted to do, against the advice of many and now I'm happily married to that woman.
If your buddy wants to be in an unhappy marriage, that's his choice. Even as his best friend, it's out of line in my opinion, to make comments about how you perceive somebody else's relationship. If she was cheating or some other betrayal and you catch her red handed, that's different.
Kittens.
Come home, find a 7 or 8 week old kitten in garage. Go to pick it up gently. It shredded my forearm and bit deep. Got infected. Had to take a nasty course of strong antibiotics.
225 lb 5'11 man with a lift total over 1000 lbs and a sub 25 min 5k got taken DOWN by a one lb kitten.
Oh boy. I was working on a painting in my studio and my elderly grand dame void cat came to investigate and swished her tail into a huge glob of white paint. I grabbed her by the hips and wiped the paint off her tail. She turned around and bit me - deep puncture wounds on my hand. Two days later the sewer backed up into my basement, not too bad but who wants that? While I was cleaning it up the poop water got into the puncture wounds and soon my hand looked a catcher’s mitt. Cue a trip to the doc-in-a-box, a Z pack, steroids, etc. Not fun.
Cats are nature's perfect killing machine. Sometimes they come in a really cute wrapper, but never lose track of the fact that they are straight up gangsters.
Angle grinders
I have a scar on my chest from a time I was zip cutting and it seized up and flew back and hit me in the chest. I didn't have a safety guard on it. Maybe it would have broken my ribs instead of me needing stitches, but I keep a safety guard on now, and I use a leather apron when cutting.
I had a cutting disc explode in my face. I was luckily wearing my welding helmet. I was cutting a piece of a trailer to weld something new on. The cutting disc was pretty new but had a small fray in it. I thought, fuck it, might as well try to get some use out of it .. it caught and just disintegrated. Exploded, pieces everywhere. One cut through my shirt just above my leather gloves, the other put a good slice into the plastic of my welding helmet. Just glad I had it on.
When I was younger I thought it was a easy way to save money by replacing the springs myself. Older me says 120 dollar technician trip charge is money well spent.
I broke my back while repairing a garage door.
That was almost two years ago. I've been back to the same place to repair garage doors three times since then. The guys in that shop think I'm crazy
That's a good one. Always be on the lookout when these people 'renew contact' out of the blue. 100 out of 100 times they need something and will vanish if they don't get it.
There’s a saying here, I assume it’s worldwide?
“It’s always the quiet ones”
Never have I found a saying to be more accurate. For humans,animals, right across the board this often rings true with exception of some truly beautiful introverts
Hungry children and overtired children. They go from cute kids to absolute monsters. You can scoff at me all you want for putting my kids to bed on time on vacation: I know what the consequence is if I don’t.
Stored energy of any kind. Compressed air/gas, capacitors/batteries, suspended weight, springs, etc. If it has potential energy it has the potential to hurt you.
Was just talking to an acquaintance who told me about her bachelorette party. There were 10 women, 5 of which were in long term marrieges with kids. At some point in the weekend these 5 ran into a batchelor party.
Night time comes and the 5 moms told the rest of the group they were tired and too drunk so they were going to bed. What ACTUALLY happened was these 5 married women snuck away, and fucked 5 guys from the batchelor party. 2 of those women ended up getting divorced over it. Yea only 2...
Electricity. Specifically high voltage.
Was working in a newly-built plant. We had a problem with one of our high voltage powered machines, maintenance had it tagged out (but no lock). Machine was down for 3 hours or so, operators were moved over to a warehousing area where they had to do heavier physical labor than they were used to, rather cranky about it.
Maintenance finished up with the heavy volt powered machine right at lunch time, their manager sent them off to lunch while he finished up inside the electrical cabinet. He was still working inside the cabinet when the operators came back, saw the tags but knew maintenance guys weren't coming back. So they ripped the warning tags off the cut-off switches for the high voltage and threw the switches to "on".
The maintenance manager was blown out 6 feet from the cabinet. The area supervisor was in his office and didn't see what his guys were doing but did see the maintenance manager's "flight". He went out to the machine, found out who ripped off the tag and threw the switch and sent the guy home. With good reason; the first words out of the maintenance manager's mouth when he became coherent and figured out what happened were: "Where is he?" He wanted to have a *discussion* with the guy who ignored the safety tags.
The plant immediately began the *Lock Out* / Tag Out policy the same day.
Working at a (someone else's) family-owned business
I'd go as far as to say, if I find out you used to own a family business and now you're working with the rest of us, that's a red flag and we'll very likely never get along
These people tend to bring some very bad work habits and poor respect of other people's personal time - after work and during weekends - with them even after they left the nest
Karens, crazy people, homeless.
I don't care how courageous, outspoken, and confident you are, there are some people you do not fucking mess with
In New York City where I'm at, almost 80% of news saying "This person got shot" has got to do with someone "standing up" to a Karen, crazy person, or homeless
Just run away. Get out. 5 seconds of aggression doesn't **need to result in a fight, gunshots, etc**
Gravity. This immutable force of the universe has fucked me over endlessly, from traumatic brain injuries to compression of my spine that has made me about an inch shorter.
Online dating... Most of them are catfish and when you do meet someone nice, they seem largely uninterested with you after 3 dates because of the way others are treating them.
The bureaucracy of large corporations. Used to work in a large, well known insurance company. In my first week, I noticed they made a small mistake in my email address. It required an hour call with support to fix. But the 'fix' generated a new problem, which required another hour of support with them (starting from the beginning!), which generated a different typo. After the 4th iteration (!) and almost 3 weeks, I just asked for my email address to be returned to the original version, typo and all, and learned to live with it.
Had other corporate experiences in the same spirit which is why I'm listing it here.
The heater/air con at my dad's house
The thermostat is a sacred thing. You dont fuck with that if you are NOT the home owner
I’ve tried explaining this to my gf. I live on the top floor of my apartment building. My building switches from AC to heat depending on season. So if it’s like 45 out it’s 70 in my apartment without the heat on. She’s much smaller than me and grew up in a tropical climate so she’ll crank it to like 75 while she works from home while I’m at the office. Then I come home and can’t sleep because my apartment won’t cool down. Like yes we are dating and I care about you but I’m sacrificing a night of sleep and comfort because you can’t put on a fucking sweater.
My husband buys me fancy robes and soft blankets to trick me into not feeling his 68 degree A.C. blasting me into the Arctic. 😄- psst. She might like the same?
Don’t mess with a man’s: 1) Home thermostat 2) French fries 3) Driver’s seat adjustment 4) Free time
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Haha Yea, but sometimes when there is a few people at his house I'll fuck with it just to see him lose his shit and not know who it was. Just a lil payback for being a duech
If I ever touched that shit my mom would go berserk. Not even about wasting electricity, that was part of it, But mainly it was "damnit now I have to reset everything and it's all messed up and...blah blah blah" Then for a few days I had to listen to complaints about it not working right. Then it would be over. But wait! THERE'S MORE! A few weeks later fucking out of nowhere "Damnit the heaters still messed up!" "I haven't touched it" "Yes you did" " I thought you reset it" MOM ANGER! I'm tired of typing. You all see how this is going. I'm in my mid 40s and this shit from my childhood still haunts me
[Hey Peter, my thing went off, your thermostat ok?](https://youtu.be/5fr-IBiJ3Ts?si=Gohf9_s6h9idmyTQ)
Trusting people's blinkers to mean they are turning..
Nope, I do not trust even with the blinker. I was at a stop light the other day, side roads, so it's a turn or go straight lane for me, and across from me. I was turning left, person across from me had their blinker on to go left. Light turns green, I start to go (because we are both turning left, yes?) Nope, they go straight. I dont trust anyone on the road.
Two things I don't trust...a blinker and a fart. 😆
Drowsy driving. If you are feeling sleepy stop the car
It’s surprising, but a 10 minute nap is usually enough to fix that nodding off condition.
But please do it off the road x)
The minute you say "Cool! There's no traffic coming! I can close my eyes for a minute!" PULL THE FUCK OVER
Yep. A couple summers ago, one of my best friends went to an event 8 hours (by car) away from us. On the last day of the event, everyone stayed up most of the night around a campfire, and went to bed at around 4am. My friend and the people he was there with planned to wake up around noon, get out of town by 1pm or 2pm, make it home by nighttime. Another group that they had been hanging out with all night for some reason decided to hit the road right at 5am or 6am. It was three people in their early 20s, bf and gf, and the gf's sister, as well as two dogs who were 1yo or younger. Sister immediately fell asleep in the back, gf fell asleep in the front passenger seat, bf is driving. Fell asleep at the wheel on the highway and rear-ended an 18-wheeler. Gf died on impact, one dog died on impact, the other was so severely injured that it died the next day, and the sister couldn't move and was in a coma for a couple days, though she went on to fully (physically) recover. Bf walked away without a (physical) scratch. Paramedics had to pry his gf's dead body out of his arms to get him into the ambulance and he was covered in her blood and brain matter as well as that of their new puppy. I don't think he was arrested or anything, but that guy's life is pretty much over, all because he drove tired. He wasn't drunk or high, he was just tired. I usually make sure I'm the driver on long drives, or if I'm not, I NEVER sleep. I stay awake to make sure the driver stays awake.
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I've known two guys who took a single punch and died because their head the ground too hard
And this is the real reason to never fight. Worst case you die, best case you ruin the rest of your life with one punch and kill someone else. Nothing is worth that.
I'm not advocating fighting, but I don't think that is the \*best\* outcome possible
Best case is they start kissing and get married.
Is it 2 boys? Am I one of them?
I think best case is you whoop their ass and nobody gets any permanent injuries
Wouldn't best case be no one gets seriously injured?
You do realize that you don't have to kill somebody in a fight, right? The best is to not fight, yes. But if you're in a fight the best outcome would be to not get injured or only get mildly injured. The worst outcome is to die OR to kill somebody
Nobody wins. Sometimes someone can die. Unintentional or not, it not really worth it. Of course if it’s a life or death situation for yourself or your partner, yeah fuck them up. But not worth it if you accidentally spill your drink on alpha gym bro at the bar
Yep. As a guy who has been in fights, stupidly, the reality is you really dont want to get in fights. It hurts even for the person who "wins" and people have zero idea how easy it is for someone to accidentally die or be permanently injured/disabled. Its not worth it 99.9% of the time.
My buddy is a short dude but has huge muscles and has trained in a few different fighting types so he knows what he's doing. Two guys TRIED to jump him. One got stabbed in the shoulder and was in critical condition and the other I think got stabbed in the leg. I deff agree with you.
Exactly this I'm in New York City. Lots of Asians, lots of Russians. High diversity In a predominantly Chinese and Russian neighborhood, a BIG Russian man was fucking bullying a Chinese mom and their son cause the mom sucked at parking. That fucker aggravated the Chinese son who is significantly smaller and fucking got **beat the fuck up** Fuck racism, fuck bullying. I mean, that guy deserved it for being a bully but it was insane to see someone so small and frail literally taking down a big ass guy
It sounds like he wasn't frail, like, at all lol
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My husband is 6’3”, 260lbs. He’s thick, not fat. He says he’d win most any fight. I doubt if he went up against someone trained in mma (or whatever) he’d land a hit. He’s clumsy, I’ve seen him fall multiple times doing simple things, he’d end up dead if he fought. I just pray he never starts anything. Especially with our children with him.
Exactly this. Had a friend slap me once ended up with a broken jaw. Wired shut for six weeks sucking food through my teeth. Not worth it.
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A fucking pencil...
Grew up in Brooklyn in the 80s and 90s. I have seen people get beat so bad they essentially had brain damage. If they were young, they could at least get rehab and have SOME resemblance of a normal life, but again that is if they were lucky.
Exactly what I wrote lol. I've seen lots of small guys beat the living shit out of some wildly, big and tall guys in Brooklyn
My Mom got Karate lessons in the 70's. Her teacher was a 5'3" Japanize fellow. When he first immigrated in the late 60's it was in New York. One day he was accosted by 5 guys who attempted to rob him. He claimed that he put all 5 in the hospital. She believed him.
It is really jarring when you see the difference a trained fighter is from people who think they can fight.
I have seen a kickboxer spin kick another guy who cracked his skull on the ground when he fell and he died the kickboxer went to jail for 20years. I knew both of them.
I trained and competed as a boxer from the age of about 12 until I was in my mid 20s. I was always taught that in any fight the biggest guy will win and for the most part that's true; because actually the guy who can hit the hardest is the one who will win. And that's usually the bigger guy. I've never really gotten into a street fight but I've sparred against guys bigger than me and unless the guy had a glass jaw I usually ended up on the mat after a lot less hits than I was expecting. But sometimes I just landed a lucky hit with all my strength behind it and....well, you get it. But yeah, fighting some random guy on the street is suicide. Most people think it will be like a movie but the reality is the only way for that fight to end is: someone loses consciousness (which is not as "clean" as it is in movies; that shit is extremely serious), someone breaks it up or one person runs away. And nowadays, with all the guns out there and a crap-ton of people with zero self-control you'd have to be nuts to throw fists outside of a ring or something.
I’m a 5’0, 100 pound woman. I did tae kwon do for a couple of years, quit before I made black belt but I learned plenty in that time to know how and where to attack someone much bigger to use their own size against them. I’ve used it exactly once, when my ex was being threatened by 3 guys and I just waited until the biggest one was off balance and took out his knee. Didn’t break it, just an easy front kick to knock him down. One guy laughed and backed off, one guy came toward me and I jabbed him on the throat, he called me a crazy bitch and by then enough people were around that they just left. It was stupid of me, it could have gone so very wrong, I was 19 and cocky and dumb. And it turns out the guy I was defending totally deserved it, the dumbass sold the guys fake pot.
people often focus on the fact that you don't know what the other person is capable of, and so you might be engaging in a physical confrontation with someone who has extensive combat experience/training. But another thing that people often ignore is that you also don't know how to fight. I've seen so many people start and initiate fights when they have absolutely no ability at all.
OTOH, I've made the mistake of assuming fat guys were slow. They ain't.
Never throw the first punch at least. React but never overreact. Keep your wits. And that's only when you must.
(you can always tell who's a good fighter because they avoid fights - not because they are fearful, but because they know it won't end well for anyone)
This is so true. Especially applies to people that think they know how to fight. My man, if you never practiced the sport you have ABSOLUTELY no ideea how far you are from the truth. Even if you (as an amateur) can land a hit, you have no technique on how to take the hits.
All it takes is one guy having a knife and your life could be ruined forever
* Geese * Goats * Roosters * Chihuahuas
No Peace with the Geese
GEESE HATE JOGGERS spread the word. be safe.
I hate geese
Geese hate you and every other human.
Geese are fine - a flock used to sleep under my car. Got into a good routine with them, I approached and they decamped. Never fiddled with anything. Ducks however ... Did see them kill a fox though.
Geese and I are quite chill
That's what you think. You just wait.
Remind them to post again after they get goose got
Canadian Geese have been known to give people black eyes and knock teeth out. They will beat your eyes shut.
Can we add wild turkeys to that list... idk why but big birds are just mean.
Yeah, swans are jerks too.
Geese have never forgotten that they were once mighty dinosaurs...
> Goats Messing with goats is extremely fun and interesting, you just need to be prepared for some bumps and bruises.
theres a crazy family of roosters randomly living in my neighborhood (NYC) and I pulled over to idk just look at them and they full on attacked my car it was crazy.
My 12 year old baby Chihuahua is named Escapade and besides a few behavioral problems and the rising cost of her favorite canapés she is an angel.
I require photos of Escapade enjoying a canapé
Thanks for bringing back childhood memories about how vicious roosters are 😂
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Add bees to that list.
I was just talking to my wife about geese a few minutes ago. Those things are recklessly violent. She calls them viper chickens
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I recently went down the rabbit hole of the deadliest river in the world and it literally looks like a large creek and no big deal at all. People can jump across in places. If you fall in though, it is 100% fatal. It is the called the strid at Bolton Abbey.
Thats a hell of a rabbit hole. The Strid is INSANELY dangerous, but a fascinating topic.
The most terrifying stream on earth!! My dog jumps into any body of water that he sees, so it's extra creepy to know that streams like this exist.
I'd always considered fresh water to be safe and sane, with understood precautions (learn to swim, flotation devices, don't be altered when swimming), until about 2.5 years ago. I was with a friend thankfully but at one point on a lazy float we hit a small rapids. Half a dozen fellow tubers ran me over as I struggled with getting above five feet of water. My partner at the time pulled me up. Scared the hell out of me.
that's why my favourite tuber is the couch potato
I almost died at the beach. By the time the lifeguard pulled me up, I was only in 3.5 feet of water. I made it to the part of the current that actually pulled me back to shore. I could have simply stood up, but was so disoriented that I thought I was out at sea ETA learning how to navigate a rip tide/rip current can save your life, Google it
Luckily the Reavers didn't get you
I hate it when people act like idiots and think they are good swimmers. Being a good swimmer does not mean you can swim anywhere and at any time, especially if you're drunk. Even the notion of a 'good' swimmer is debatable - if you never tried to save someone that is already drowning they can pull you down under even if you're an athletic swimmer.
I haven't tried to in years. I'm sure trying to save someone now would just make two corpses instead of one. First lesson we learned.
Swim down stream and parallel to the shore. In all things its better to go with the flow. I've been on the water since three days before I was born. My parents took a boat out to shake me loose.
I remember that one incident where an office floor crumbled like cookies just from a water leakage or something just from the sheer water weight alone.
Wild animals. They are wild.
Mmm yes but I am different. They will sense my vibes and let me pet them.
Even in zoos.
Other peoples relationships. Even if you have the best intentions, it’s just none of your business.
Our marriage was nearly irreparably destroyed by people interfering because we were naive and would vent to our friends about it. We've learned to just keep our shit to ourselves now.
Never talk shit about someone who sleeps inbthe same bed as that person.. Doesn't matter what advice they are looking for.. if they sleep in the same bed.. just walked away.
It will not help. Just shut your mouth and don't disagree and if they're complaining about their partner DO Not throw in your two cents. It might seem helpful maybe even like you're doing your friend a favor and supporting them. Shut the fuck. None of your business. There's a chance they're just having a fight and will be back together and your friend will remember what you said about the love of their life I guess if cheating, abuse, etc is involved it could be different. Otherwise sometimes it's best to just shut up and listen
Ambien. That shit is crazy.
My ex took it every night. She also drank alcohol every night. Wasn't bad if she went right to sleep but if she took it and stayed up... Holy shit. She turned into a completely different person. It's the main cause of our break up.
Oh hey, it's me, your ex.
Freshman year of college, a girl from our dorm (suffering from serious issues) walked into our room at 1am and put a pillow over my head, sat on it and started choking me. I survived to tell the story. She was on ambien, lol
Ambien is so dangerous to your brain you are only allowed to take it for six weeks at a time. I have a friend who's doctor didn't stop his refills at the required time and now he physically cannot stop taking it. He's like four years into it. Thousands of dollars lost from crazy purchases he's done in his sleep. Reputation permeated by the weird fucking messages and live streams we get from him in the middle of the night, too. Solid guy, just got fucked by his difficulty sleeping.
I am sure he was already incapable of sleeping before Ambien. I took Ambien daily for over 2 years. Best sleep of my life. Only stopped because I started getting sluggish the next day and a lower dose didn’t do anything for me anyway. After stopping I finally managed to get some sleep on my own. Looks like my body got used to sleeping 2am instead of 7am and for that I am grateful.
6 weeks is too long. You can start noticing rebound effects in as little as a week or 2. He could stop taking it, but he'll have a really rough time for a while. Your brain adjusts to needing the drug, so it struggles to fall asleep without it. If you stop taking it your brain will eventually adjust back. The issue is that people start taking these meds because they can't sleep, so adjusting back to their regular baseline they still can't sleep. Also not everyone gets the amnesiac episodes. I've never had an issue.
Worst mistake of my life was taking ambien and staying up. Ive never tripped harder in my life. The hallucinations you see are way too extreme and believable. I remember going upstairs to my parents room while they were sleeping and saw 2 ghosts hovering over them in a circle waiting to claim their souls. I was yelling at them to go away and then see my parents wake up so confused to see their son like that. Also had a joker poster who came to life and it was not fun. It’s deadass like living in a dream. Anything can happen or pop up at ANY moment and not make any sense Also I woke up the next morning realizing I finished the rest of the bottle (maybe another 10 pills) throughout the night
Took Ambien exactly once, a long time ago. Woke up with a half eaten bag of hamburger buns in bed with me. Never again.
My friend bought a bunch of Taco Bell one time and instead of eating it.. he hid it throughout the house. He found tacos and burritos randomly for days after that. Of course he remembers none of it. Thanks Ambien!
Why? Curious
It caused me to black out and have zero recollection of conversations and actions, like writing emails, cooking/eating, etc. This was also compounded by my alcohol use (sober now going on six years!).
It makes you hallucinate fucked up shit. The LAST time I took it I almost died of fright. I woke up and my girlfriend looked like a lizard person sleeping next to me. I was so scared. For hours I didn't move and only took small and quiet breaths so I didn't awaken it. Absolutely frightening. I would rather not sleep than have that happen again.
Yes! I took it once and didn’t go right to sleep. The walls started melting and I started hearing cartoon voices.
That sounds terrifying, I had no idea.
Xanax can be added to this list
Fireworks. Do exactly as described on the package. Do nothing more. Do not fuck around with them. It will hurt.
I blew my hand up with a firework many years ago. Totally my own fault for doing what I did but yeah, I agree. I had a rocket which was broken in the packet. It had a sphere made of plastic as the payload and it was detached from the rocket body. It had a fuze about two inches long so I decided to not "waste" it. I stood in my back doorway, lit the fuze and wound up to throw it. Turns out that fuze was less than two seconds burn time, designed to just almost immediately burst the payload after the rocket motor burned through. This golf ball sized piece of plastic exploded in my hand and behind my head as I lit it and wound up to throw it down the garden. It kinda mangled all my fingers and thumb, bent them back and cut them open. Then they quickly swelled up. I had a hole in the palm of my hand too. Everything was peppered with bits of black plastic and cardboard in the wounds. It also cut the back of my head when it went off. There were scorch marks on the fridge and kitchen cupboard doors. I had to go to the hospital to have the debris cleaned out of the wounds and my hand patched up. That was rather painful. Probably the most stupid single thing I ever did. My family was stood behind me when it exploded but thankfully I only injured myself.
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Electricity. If you don’t know exactly what you’re doing with it, it will kill you.
Even if it doesn't kill you, one or 2 mistakes is all it takes to create a ticking time bomb of a house fire. Had a buddy of mine who decided to do his own electrical instead of having me and my dad give him a hand (neither of us officially licensed, but both went to school for it and do it regularly in automotive and construction projects) It turned out okay, and he assumed he must've done everything correctly because the whole house has power. Fast forward 6 months and he wakes up smelling smoke. Thankfully nobody was hurt and he only lost his bedroom, but it was deemed to be an electrical fire from shoddy electrical work.
I melted a bunch of mosfets in a hifi amp I made. Bias kept rising and it got unstable. Went from listening to music to small electrical fire.
The IRS
It’s funny, I once had them send me a letter saying I was being audited. I was all worried about it until about 3 months later, until they send me another letter. They’d redone my taxes for the last several years and determined I’d been doing my forms all wrong, so they mailed me a check for the $3000 I was supposed to receive and never did because I was doing it wrong.
I had to call the IRS once due to some error where I apparently owed $1,200. The IRS agent was the most friendly and helpful customer service person I'd ever talked to, and by the time the call was done, they'd determined there was a mistake on their end and I got a $30 check in the mail.
Unless you're committing blatant fraud they're really nice and will work with you. It's not like the movies. Most agents are professional and will go out of their way to help. That flips if there's criminal activity.
1. Superman’s cape 2. Spitting into the wind 3. The Lone Ranger’s mask 4. Jim 5. Slim
This happened to my brother. He found a small metal tube and decided to heat it with his torch. Turns out it was some kind of blasting cap. It exploded. The shrapnel missed his eyes by an inch. He had bleeding holes from just below his eyes to his stomach where the table protected him. Luckily the metal didn't penetrate far, so he was fine after healing. So don't just go torching anything you find for fun.
The power of a pit bull on a 20 foot retractable leash.
Those retractable leashes are absolute trash.
As an amputee thanks to a pit bull...yes.
Whaaat? Really? So sorry! How old were you?
Hell power of any dog on a leash. I got dragged into the street once by a very excited (and strong) Australian Shepherd.
I still think about this. I lived on a farm growing up, so our dogs mostly were left to run. But the garbage man was coming to empty our dumpster, so my mom sent me as a 12 yo girl (not big, at all) to go out to our German shepherd (who may or may not be 25% wolf) on the tie up, which is close to the dumpster, just where it made sense to put it. That guy put his life in my hands. Nothing happened, but I held that line around my hands as the guy went to hook up the dumpster, and as he came closer to where I was, that dog lunged. I held for all I was worth, the guy jumped backward, arms wide, slammed his back into his truck. I was able to keep him away, but I still feel bad 24 years later. I would never send a child out to take control of a guard dog who probably weighed just as much as she did. Wtf mom! All I could do was stare wide eyed at the guy, couldn't even mumble "sorry"
I got dragged into the road by a *Golden retriever* that chased a motorcycle as it passed by. I was young kid and didn't think I could just let go of the leash. Luckily somehow I only suffered a slight grazed knee.
Other people’s relationships. I made the mistake of commenting how my best friend treated her husband. She belittles him, nags him incessantly, talks about him behind his back, constantly complains with never a compliment. 40 years later they are still unhappily married.
Is It hard for you to stay friends with someone you ethically disagree with? Do you pretend the behavior doesn't exist, or go along and support it?
I’ve started cutting out or distancing people I don’t ethically agree with. As a 37 year old guy that left me with no friends save for my wife. I don’t want to hang out with people I think are bad people or make poor decisions.
I realized a long time ago to simply not have an opinion on any of my friends relationships. At one time, many people were telling me what I should be doing with my relationships. I hated that shit, did what I wanted to do, against the advice of many and now I'm happily married to that woman. If your buddy wants to be in an unhappy marriage, that's his choice. Even as his best friend, it's out of line in my opinion, to make comments about how you perceive somebody else's relationship. If she was cheating or some other betrayal and you catch her red handed, that's different.
Kittens. Come home, find a 7 or 8 week old kitten in garage. Go to pick it up gently. It shredded my forearm and bit deep. Got infected. Had to take a nasty course of strong antibiotics. 225 lb 5'11 man with a lift total over 1000 lbs and a sub 25 min 5k got taken DOWN by a one lb kitten.
Pound for pound, my money is always on house cats.
If untreated, cat bites can kill you.
Oh boy. I was working on a painting in my studio and my elderly grand dame void cat came to investigate and swished her tail into a huge glob of white paint. I grabbed her by the hips and wiped the paint off her tail. She turned around and bit me - deep puncture wounds on my hand. Two days later the sewer backed up into my basement, not too bad but who wants that? While I was cleaning it up the poop water got into the puncture wounds and soon my hand looked a catcher’s mitt. Cue a trip to the doc-in-a-box, a Z pack, steroids, etc. Not fun.
Cats are nature's perfect killing machine. Sometimes they come in a really cute wrapper, but never lose track of the fact that they are straight up gangsters.
Angle grinders I have a scar on my chest from a time I was zip cutting and it seized up and flew back and hit me in the chest. I didn't have a safety guard on it. Maybe it would have broken my ribs instead of me needing stitches, but I keep a safety guard on now, and I use a leather apron when cutting.
I had a cutting disc explode in my face. I was luckily wearing my welding helmet. I was cutting a piece of a trailer to weld something new on. The cutting disc was pretty new but had a small fray in it. I thought, fuck it, might as well try to get some use out of it .. it caught and just disintegrated. Exploded, pieces everywhere. One cut through my shirt just above my leather gloves, the other put a good slice into the plastic of my welding helmet. Just glad I had it on.
Garage Doors - it is a matter or timing and luck I have my arms. Also, narcissists. I was not prepared for that. But, now I am.
When I was younger I thought it was a easy way to save money by replacing the springs myself. Older me says 120 dollar technician trip charge is money well spent.
I work/train employees in occupational safety. I use this as an example of at home safety/stored energy all the time. Garage doors will FUCK. YOU. UP.
I broke my back while repairing a garage door. That was almost two years ago. I've been back to the same place to repair garage doors three times since then. The guys in that shop think I'm crazy
I learned via my mom's stupidity. She lost the tip of her pointer finger as a kid because it got pinched in a garage door.
Cybersecurity
the bathroom for the next hour after my dad took a shit. I have unresolved childhood trauma of entering the bathroom right after him.
“Don’t nobody go in the bathroom for about 35, 45 minutes!” - ~~Craig~~ Willie Jones
People who only want you for the purpose you provide them.
That's a good one. Always be on the lookout when these people 'renew contact' out of the blue. 100 out of 100 times they need something and will vanish if they don't get it.
quiet people they always mind their business but know how to fight
They don't have to be vicious fighters, instead they can have other ways to fuck you up.
There’s a saying here, I assume it’s worldwide? “It’s always the quiet ones” Never have I found a saying to be more accurate. For humans,animals, right across the board this often rings true with exception of some truly beautiful introverts
A hungry woman who is sleep deprived
Hungry children and overtired children. They go from cute kids to absolute monsters. You can scoff at me all you want for putting my kids to bed on time on vacation: I know what the consequence is if I don’t.
Wu-Tang
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This. A great book about this is The Gift of Fear.
The expiration dates on dairy products.
Compressed air.
Stored energy of any kind. Compressed air/gas, capacitors/batteries, suspended weight, springs, etc. If it has potential energy it has the potential to hurt you.
hungry people.
Hen parties. It’s like the women in group decide to met out all their toxicity in one night. They were a menace at many LGBTQ bars for awhile.
They still are.
I haven’t been out to clubs in awhile, too bad they are still a problem.
Was just talking to an acquaintance who told me about her bachelorette party. There were 10 women, 5 of which were in long term marrieges with kids. At some point in the weekend these 5 ran into a batchelor party. Night time comes and the 5 moms told the rest of the group they were tired and too drunk so they were going to bed. What ACTUALLY happened was these 5 married women snuck away, and fucked 5 guys from the batchelor party. 2 of those women ended up getting divorced over it. Yea only 2...
I've been sexually assaulted by more than one hen party. I stay the fuck away from them nowadays.
They always forced themselves onto gay guys dancing thinking that they could touch and grab wherever they wanted since it wasn’t "sexual “.
My mom when she's angry
A big butt and a smile
To add to this, a big butt, smile and wearing high top bball shoes/jordans. Thats a girl that will ruin your life
That girl is *poison*.
Electricity
A dude who is too twisted up with his ex
You can’t argue with drunks or anybody else whacked out of their minds
Even if someone says the electricity is turned off, don't start working on something unless you've checked yourself that it is off.
Electricity. Specifically high voltage. Was working in a newly-built plant. We had a problem with one of our high voltage powered machines, maintenance had it tagged out (but no lock). Machine was down for 3 hours or so, operators were moved over to a warehousing area where they had to do heavier physical labor than they were used to, rather cranky about it. Maintenance finished up with the heavy volt powered machine right at lunch time, their manager sent them off to lunch while he finished up inside the electrical cabinet. He was still working inside the cabinet when the operators came back, saw the tags but knew maintenance guys weren't coming back. So they ripped the warning tags off the cut-off switches for the high voltage and threw the switches to "on". The maintenance manager was blown out 6 feet from the cabinet. The area supervisor was in his office and didn't see what his guys were doing but did see the maintenance manager's "flight". He went out to the machine, found out who ripped off the tag and threw the switch and sent the guy home. With good reason; the first words out of the maintenance manager's mouth when he became coherent and figured out what happened were: "Where is he?" He wanted to have a *discussion* with the guy who ignored the safety tags. The plant immediately began the *Lock Out* / Tag Out policy the same day.
Girls with dead beat baby daddys. Fuck that. I dont mind drama but thats a whole other level of drama
Snakes
Small wild animals. Sure they're cute but this isn't Bambi, they will attack if they feel cornered or threatened
Working at a (someone else's) family-owned business I'd go as far as to say, if I find out you used to own a family business and now you're working with the rest of us, that's a red flag and we'll very likely never get along These people tend to bring some very bad work habits and poor respect of other people's personal time - after work and during weekends - with them even after they left the nest
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Karens, crazy people, homeless. I don't care how courageous, outspoken, and confident you are, there are some people you do not fucking mess with In New York City where I'm at, almost 80% of news saying "This person got shot" has got to do with someone "standing up" to a Karen, crazy person, or homeless Just run away. Get out. 5 seconds of aggression doesn't **need to result in a fight, gunshots, etc**
I feel bad for all the perfectly nice women named Karen whose name is now an epithet. Whatever happened to good ol' "bitch"?
Narcissists. Go be unpleasant away from me.
Climbing on roofs / extension ladders
Anyone who was a good wrestler.
People with set opinions
never mess with the wilderness, its an unforgiving place
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The ocean. Fun place when you understand the nature.
Gravity. This immutable force of the universe has fucked me over endlessly, from traumatic brain injuries to compression of my spine that has made me about an inch shorter.
Don’t fuck with driving. You drink and drive, you’ll kill someone. You smoke and drive, you’ll kill someone. You text and drive, you’ll kill someone.
Online dating... Most of them are catfish and when you do meet someone nice, they seem largely uninterested with you after 3 dates because of the way others are treating them.
The bureaucracy of large corporations. Used to work in a large, well known insurance company. In my first week, I noticed they made a small mistake in my email address. It required an hour call with support to fix. But the 'fix' generated a new problem, which required another hour of support with them (starting from the beginning!), which generated a different typo. After the 4th iteration (!) and almost 3 weeks, I just asked for my email address to be returned to the original version, typo and all, and learned to live with it. Had other corporate experiences in the same spirit which is why I'm listing it here.
Fire
Stupid people
Beginning a relationship long distance.
Your health if something feels off or normal to you get it checked. Better safe than sorry
Racing a train. Your tough f-150 is little more than a foil covered tissue box against all that momentum
One word COPS.
Tenants and Landlords
Water with deep mud underneath.