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Cake day: September 12th, 2025

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  • Back when Supernatural was current I encountered a cashier who had the antipossession tattoo visible. I asked them whether it was from the show. I expected them to be happy that it was recognized but they just gave me a funny look and said “yeah.”

    Didn’t say much of anything after that. I mean, I was making a purchase so it wasn’t a close social interaction anyway.




  • toynbee@piefed.socialtoAutism@lemmy.worldDo you agree?
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    6 hours ago

    I’m married and we have a kid. When I first moved into my house I stayed here alone for 2-3 months while the wife and kid mostly stayed at the previous house to prep it for selling. (I had injuries that prevented me from being much use in that task, though I contributed when I could.)

    I thought it would be easy to keep the new house clean - after all, when I was here alone, there was hardly any mess and what there was was mostly contained within the living room and kitchen; those messes were minor and I picked up after myself every night! Turns out that a kid and two tired parents make a lot more mess than one lonely single person who doesn’t do much. Also, most of our stuff (at that time) was at the old house, so there wasn’t much to use to make a mess here even if I wanted to.

    My wife is smarter than I am. During a phone call, I expressed the above to her, finishing with “I think it will be easy to keep this place clean.” She responded with something like "oh, you do, do you … "

    In case there’s any confusion, I’d much rather be with my wife and kid in a hoarder’s house than be alone in a pristine environment, I was just unduly surprised by the change.

    I will share an anecdote that is barely relevant, but is one of my favorites … The day we signed for this house, all three of us were here. The kid, much younger at the time, left a toy triceratops atop the tank of one of the commodes. I never once even thought about cleaning it up because it was one of the only reminders of my family I had at the time. I never thought a toy dinosaur would make me miss anyone so much.








  • When I broke my ankle and was seeing the ankle doctor a lot, they made me see their x-ray tech every time I came by, which was nigh weekly at the time. One of those times, it was something like 1pm and she was complaining that she hadn’t had lunch yet.

    At the time my wife was still trying to figure out how to take care of me with my physical limitations, so she’d send me on my way with a backpack full of provisions, including fig bars for snacks. However, it was just a doctor’s visit, so I didn’t need many snacks. As such, I offered the technician one of the fig bars. At first she was hesitant, but after I showed her it was still sealed, she accepted and apparently enjoyed it.

    The tech was there every day, but she had different assistants every time I came by. After the fig bar, every time I saw her she told the assistant of the day various versions of “that’s him! That’s the guy who helped me when I missed my lunch!”

    Made me feel damned good about myself.







  • The gas station nearest me has screens that show ads, but they’re just for that facility and they don’t have audio. However, the store does have a PA system constantly playing audio, a combination of music and ads.

    My favorite ad is the one that advertises themselves to advertisers. I don’t remember the exact wording, but it’s basically “want to advertise something? We’ve essentially got a captive audience and there are a lot of them!”


  • This is more like what my kid does than what my spouse and I do.

    The kid will yell for their mom or me across the house and I’ll yell back “come here if you need something, don’t just yell!” Then they’ll pause and yell “WHAT?!”

    Or, even better, a few days ago my wife was laying in the living room while I was in my recliner. The kid yelled “MOM!” from the kitchen. I said “if you need mom come talk to her in here, don’t just yell across the house.” After a long period of silence, the kid ran into the living room, PAST THEIR CLEARLY VISIBLE MOTHER, and said “I don’t know where she is.”