Deep in.
My dog died.
It’s not that I don’t take anyone seriously. It’s more that I take people a varying degree of seriously. Ended up in the weeds for a bit, sorry. I feel like I’m barely keeping up right now.
Anyway. as nice as I am I think most people are full of shit. No matter how clever someone is, they’re going to believe in someone or something that I know is a grift, and then I’m going to have to think less of them. Adam Conover is a bit of a different breed, because he knows he’s an infotainment comedian. He’s got a bachelor’s degree and knows how to check sources, and that’s all he has as far as skills he claims as reputation. To be fair, he’s among the best at checking sources.
For those of you who don’t know, Adam hosted a show called Adam Ruins Everything where he deep dived into regular everyday things and found out things about how companies tended to shortchange consumers. He tends to be pro consumer and anti capitalist. He’s a bit chirpy and optimistic, and also very sarcastic and petty at times.
Anyway, I just appreciate that he’s a crypto and AI skeptic like I am. He’s overall pro labor as well.
So I feel something approaching respect towards this man, and it’s a weird feeling because I don’t feel it towards many people anymore.
Back to this strange emotional place I’m at right now, it’s a dark space. I lost our dog on Saturday. Went into the garage to find him dead. He’d been sick, yet it was still a shock, and the pain sent me into near mania on Sunday. I nearly spun out and ended up in the hospital because I felt it happening.
The amount of stress, just objectively that I’m under right now is unreal. New job, major loss, major schedule shift, these are things to watch out for when someone has health struggles like me.
Meanwhile, new employer, I’m not even sure how much to trust. They seem too good to be true, to be honest. Apart from that I have to wait almost a month to get paid, which has happened before, they are an amazingly honest and well behaved employer.
So, I’m trying to hold onto what is good. I’m trying to take the joy where I can get it.
I had to work an hour getting hot water back today, and I’m not sure it really is back to be honest. I need it to be, so if it isn’t I’ll have to work on it more. I have to hand pump water out of my drain pan for my hot water heater because it floods, lousy install job whoever put in the last water heater.
It really isn’t much of a surprise that I think most people are inept and bad at what they do, because I pay people to do this type of work, installs and such. I’m not much of a plumber. I just fix things when I can’t afford a plumber. If it were up to me I’d install a new water heater and ask them to fix the drainage.
*sigh*
I’m fixing the poverty thing, slowly, achingly slowly.
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Im sorry about your dog. Pets dying is never easy. One of the purest loves in this existence is that between a pet and the pet owner. Id be upset too in your shoes.