I’ll never have the cathartic moment I was dreaming about when I was a teenager where I learn martial arts and get to beat the crap out of some massive asshole who totally deserves it and everyone in the room would agree. I did the hard part of learning martial arts but I’m just not hot-headed enough to fight someone anymore. I resolve conflicts with words and any time I’ve had to defend myself, I’ve just kind of been able to separate myself from the initiator without really hurting anybody and they gave up once they didn’t have a hold of me. There aren’t many realistic scenarios where I have absolutely no choice but to hurt someone, and I can see those scenarios ahead of time and avoid them anyway.
As someone who has only been training for a couple years, that’s the point, no? Martial Arts is a self defense. The first lesson is always de-escalation and then removing yourself from the situation.
Yeah, it is. That’s why I felt it was an appropriate response to the question. Because I hate to admit that it still bothers me.
Probably 15 years ago while on a freeway interchange, some guy behind me on a cloverleaf whipped past after we merged onto the freeway then slowed down in the left lane to match the speed of a semi. It was clearly intentional as the road was otherwise relatively empty and he kept pace with the truck for a good 10 miles, blocking me in.
To this day I have no idea what his problem was, and part of me feels bad for him because… what normal happy person just randomly takes time out of their day to fuck with someone to thay extent!? But I remember it clearly, so it obviously pissed me off to a degree, yet it feels really petty to still think about it, so idk.
Did you drive a flashy vehicle, by chance? I happen to have a bright yellow car and the number of people it seems to make irrationally mad should be a disclaimer at purchase. People are dumb. Including me for buying this yellow car I can’t afford to replace.
That could be it. It was a turbocharged compact (back before literally everything was a 4cyl turbo), though not externally very flashy. So maybe he was just one of those guys who sported a perpetual hste-boner for imports.
For me it’s trying to put on a screen protector on my phone then afterwards noticing that spec of dust just sitting there in direct view
I absolutely hate sorting my trash. I loved the idea, and contributing to the recycling cycle. I hate that I’m expected to do the effort and fined for my mistakes, all while knowing that a) big corp gets a lot of slack for creating pollution, for not using better packaging, for directly polluting their manufacturing facilities’ surroundings etc… b) plastic is mostly not recycled.
Have recycling bins convient for each room you spend the most time in, I have a small bin on my desk and recycling bins in my kitchen
I guess, that’s not the biggest issue. Everyone has that, who’s sorting their trash. The real annoying part (at least for me) is taking the effort to physically take the trash apart. For example removing cellotape from cardboard, removing metal clips from cardboard, washing food remains from containers, removing paper labels from cans, etc. It takes time, and sometimes it’s not even easy to do.
I go to great lengths to do all that, but when it turns out to be impossible, I just throw it in the general waste and I don’t care.
True, my though is that if you just sort it when you throw it away, into a separated recycling bin (paper, glass, plastic) and still use a general bin aswell.
So you have multiple bins in your house?
Yes
Fair enough, I mean I do but they are all general waste
I have separated waste bins for recycling: paper, plastic/metal/glass, glass, and food; and a general waste. The bin I have on my desk is for general waste.
