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I worked in retail for 7 years. Every damn Sunday we would get at least one customer in their Sunday best turn into an impatient, vile, insulting human being towards us because of something in the weekly ad or whatever. I wasn’t particularly religious despite attending Catholic school for every grade until high school graduation, but this solidified my loss of faith even more.
Oh, and it was a tiny bit of an influence on me becoming an alcoholic too! Yay!
I wonder if it would help if I taped a bag with my name on it under the seat on each bus I could conceivably take to different grocery stores? But then I’d have to remember to take the bag out from under the seat 😆
But seriously, I do have a bag in my backpack, but I’m not always wearing my backpack 🤦🏻
I am in NY state and this happened here, not sure where Lyra is though.
Paper bags are $0.05 each Reusable bags vary by store, size, and design but are usually $1 - $2 depending on the bag design and size Thermal reusable bags vary from a few $$ to $10 depending on size
For a while Walmart didn’t have any paper bags or reusable bags, that was fun.
I’m apparently blind as a bat 🤦🏻♂️
I was about to make a comment about how blatantly stupid this chart is leaving out many bands (Nirvana, Tool, Pantera, etc) and getting alignments completely fucked up (NIN, No Doubt, L7…). Then I looked at the community it was posted in.
Well played @ickplant@lemmy.world. Well played. 👏🏻
If there is a country that will take me I’d go in a heartbeat. But I am unable to work and don’t have the financial means to just up and move. The ones that do have the ability to do that are either doing that already or are in the process of destroying the US.
No clue what my parents’ house could be worth, they’re still living in it too. I do know they paid something like $30,000 for it in the 70’s and it might be worth 5-10x more than that now – if not more due to inflation. Cars were also $5000 or so then, and now the average price of a car is $30k-$50k on the low end.
Due to…several traumatic issues and for my own mental health…living with them isn’t an option and now that I’m on SSDI I can’t really take any of their money or it messes with my SSDI and I went through too much for too long to do anything to risk it within my control (government shenanigans these days might leave me without income and a home but that’s out of my control now). I have one sibling who has a family of their own much like how it was when we were kids but they are struggling to make ends meet in this economy too.
LOL I was born into a middle class family with at least one generation on each side born in the US. Dad worked at the local factory, mom was stay-at-home, had a dog, nice house, and two cars – living the American Dream.
Then all the factory jobs went away, I couldn’t handle college, and I job hopped for a while and got lucky landing a decent paying gig that lasted for 13 years until I went on disability. Up until then I was barely making ends meet living in a studio apartment with a used hand-me-down car that I got when my grandfather passed away.
Now I’m on SSDI and live in a subsidized studio apartment and rely on the city bus for transportation to appointments. Living the dream.
Back when I was working, I had a job that paid close to 3x what McDonald’s was paying at the time. I could barely afford a studio apartment. And that was 5-10 years ago, it’s even worse now here in the US.
Meanwhile Gen X:
You know, I might have to find me a Dino costume. At the very least I can have fun while I try to increase my steps. They look kinda heavy though
Mix in some rap, old school country, jazz, and dubstep with that group and you have an exact replica of one of my playlists
Jesus Karens cross age, race, and gender gaps with ease but it’s often in my experience been older ladies.
The sad thing is that these are also the type who usually spread hate more than they spread love via racism, sexism, generationism, looking down on anyone not believing the same way they believe, and just generally being assholes except for one hour a week.