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Me, as a 19 year old car salesperson, walking back to the dealership from a test drive, where a very well qualified older man took a New Yorker out and then when we were far enough away (in a semi rural area) he said if I wanted to go back to the shop and sell him that car he and I had to do some business in the back…

I almost got a panic attack from just reading that. I cant even watch that show “Hoarders” on television, it literally causes me to hyperventilate and if I don’t turn it off right away, I go full on panic.

AGREED. People have a right to keep their homes how they see fit, but, they often don’t realize the impact on others, even their own children, who would be ashamed to have a friend over and have to live in a disordered and chaotic environment. It is not healthy physically or mentally, and like you, I remove myself…

Mold loves dark, warm, humid areas with no air flow, so after you wet vac up as much water as you can, turn on the lights, keep it as cool/cold as possible, cut the humidity (non-swamp AC works well for this if you don’t have a de-humidifier) and run multiple fans so that the air in the area moves in a circular…

I hate to be painfully old school, but, if they want to know if you are a real person, can’t you just tell them to call you to hear your voice? If someone declined doing that, I would simply block that number assuming it was a scam.

Yes, especially since they list masturbation; we are all doomed.  Going to be “a hell” of a party though.

Check around for rates and types (they are not all the same benefit). Ask your home/auto insurer, too. I get a discount on home and auto by having a life policy with the same company.

Don’t forget that (someplace) there should be a written procedure or instructions and refer the incompetent back to it, and if there isn’t such documentation, that is also a good way to shed light on the real issue of lack of directions/their need of updating, laziness or true incompetence.

I am waiting for the chubby dude in the red suit to deliver it.

Dad was an auto worker, all my friends dads were too, some from GM Lordstown, some at Ford Engine in Cleveland the rest from Chrysler stamping in Twinsburg. I grew up in the car culture of Northern Ohio and its still alive and well with classics lining up at cruise nights all summer.

SO jealous of that track. I have been asking Santa for a track every year since I was a kid and he has never delivered.  Now I see why, he took it to your house instead.  Lucky devil.

I tend to have a long fuse, I try and find the root cause, fix it, etc., but once I reach the point of explosion (out of sheer frustration) pull up a chair and enjoy the fireworks. Its almost never a person, but a situation (often something mechanical).

I agree and would only use the “plow” on driveway etc. I also have a lot of oaks and the leaves don’t break down. I also take care to not remove the acorns since they are food source for the hundreds of squirrels that live in those oaks (and raid my bird feeder if they can’t access their acorn stash).

Just watching that makes my back hurt. I am all for short cuts though, and use a plastic snow shovel to “plow leaves” in addition to raking and a blower, especially on harder surfaces. Maybe a hybrid of both would be good and tape that broad cardboard to the shovel with handle so you don’t have to bend over to use it…

I had never seen the “Will It Casserole” series so now I am super excited as I love casseroles, not just for their wonderful taste and combos of food varieties, but many can be made or partially made/prepped earlier which is nice for after work cooking. The coming cooler weather always inspires me to see what I can…

I do, and salesmen (and their managers) try to talk me out of it, which does not one bit sway me and I get what I want. I think their motivation is buy something off the lot, but I want what I want, and I will order it and wait for it and be just fine with that.

After Sandy Hook, there was a movement to honor the dead by doing “27 random acts of kindness” (one for each victim) and I started doing little things, like letting people in front of me in line at the grocery check out, etc. I had under estimated the good it would do me. In a world of hate, it feels like a tiny act…

Colloquially known as End-of-Summer-Bummer.

I have sadly found that common sense is not at all common and less so every day. It may be that some women prefer d-bags, but the reason they dated the d-bag in the first place may well be because the d-bags actually communicated with the women, even in d-bag speak. Also sad, is that some women believe the myth that…