Hmm, if only something could be done about this guns-in-schools-obliterating-children problem 🤔

The NRA clearly values guns more than human life. This is some seriously fucked-up sick agenda.

They need a more realistic button: “Pay to enjoy it until it disappears with no warning”

OCCUPIED!

But what’s weird is that 99% of the time I have no idea what to say in any given situation, but this public restroom scenario just came naturally to me one day and still comes naturally to me every time. That’s weird isn’t it? Like I’m only comfortable & functional in the most uncomfortable situations 🤦🏼‍♀️

My takeaway from this is FREE FOOD AT YOUR WHOLE FOODS? Sweet! DM me the address! 🤣 (jk haha)

If rent is your objective, I’m afraid you’ll have to find a raccoon-sized HUMAN who earns a living wage, and shove HIM up yer arse, because raccoons aren’t biologically subject to capitalist slavery, therefore they’d have no money to give you.

Yum! Then sign me up for the “Chinese propaganda aircraft carrier” mission 😋

What I’m describing is not exclusive to the USA. It’s just how fuel purchases are made when paying at the pump isn’t an option, so you have to go in & do the transaction with a human behind a Point-of-Sale machine. The person at the cash register doesn’t know how many gallons or liters you need. So you have to tell them. But they want to know the corresponding cash amount, not the volume of liquid. So you have to do the math yourself in order to tell them the dollar amount to charge to your card. 🤷🏼‍♀️ I don’t know how to make this any clearer.

Yes but the cashier wants us to tell her a monetary amount. It has nothing to do with USA using gallons instead of litres. It’s a matter of multiplying money amount times unit of volume of desired fuel.

Well yeah but I still need to tell her a dollar amount. If I underestimate then my tank won’t get topped off. So I have to do the math.

In my wanderings around the USA I’ve only encountered one pump that allowed pump before pay. At some obscure Nevada gas station in a little pass-through town in the middle of nowhere.

The mathematics I have to go through at fuel stations that don’t allow paying at the pump, gotta go inside and talk to the cashier, ugh.

Each tenth of my tank is 2.4 gallons, so if I’m at 4/10 and want to top off, (10-4)=6, so 6 x 2.4 = 14.4 gallons x price of fuel per gallon which is hovering around $6.90 lately (diesel in California), so I tell the cashier person I 'd like to purchase exactly $99.36 but gosh that’s so close to $100 let’s just round it to $100.

My conspiracy theory regarding the enshittification of autocorrect is that they’re trying to make us all look & feel stupider until we finally accept it & incrementally lower our intellectual standards.

As a kid & in my twenties I enjoyed attending community theater productions & had some friends who were on stage but as an adult I wonder how they can live spending so much time at neverending process of auditions & rehearsals & performances for NO PAY? There must be a lot of wealthy daddies keeping these people afloat.

Hobbies & natural talents are enjoyable until one’s livelihood begins to depend on it. Then it becomes stressful & a chore.

All I’m saying I was a child in the 1980s and the fear mongering included telling us that once the ozone layer is diminished, it cannot regenerate. That’s what they told us. But now apparently that’s proven to not be true so here we are.

Tyranny is a woman?! Makes sense 😝

Subscription car washes are all over Arizona though.

But they told us it was unhealable.

Truthfully I think although the rising generation is increasingly illiterate, they’ve at least been eschewing alcohol & junk food.

They have fur/feathers covering their shameful skin. They’re just wealthy Disney nepo babies who enjoy shopping for & wearing unnecessary ostentatious decorative items.