shortfatbalduglyman wrote:
Sometimes on the train on the way to the slave plantation, someone is screaming or playing loud music and I get a headache and I have to move to the next train. However there are only so many trains, and there are plenty of annoying customers
The Litterbox at work is like an (echo chamber). Loud talking, loud music, loud hand dryer. Confined location.
Sensory overload
And then sometimes precious lil "people" have the nerve to bother me. A couple of weeks ago, a day laborer had the nerve to scream "chino" at me from across the parking lot.
Sometimes they demand an answer, to unjustified questions.
Slave plantation??? Where are you??
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