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And add me to the chorus, what’s this festival? I really can’t understand Michael when he speaks.

This. Sorry all. But, this.

Said none of these couples....well, maybe Jess and Austin

Yeahbut..... who was the abuser?

So, I have been thinking. Bear with me, it might be long. I’ve shared I work at a pet supply and food store. We are deemed essential. Like grocery stores, our doors are still open and people are coming in all day still. We have no protective gear. Just my coworkers and I and a bottle of veterinary grade germicide and our bare hands and arms as our uniform is a short sleeved shirt. Most of our dog and cat food food bags are plastic, as are the treats. Same with the birdseed and all the small animal supplies. The virus can live on plastic for a number of days, apparently. We have the rare customer who comes in, puts on gloves to pay, and takes them off, only to grab their bag of dog food...upon which the virus can live for days. (Most aren’t wearing any sort of protective anything). Plus, we get large shipments daily...mostly wrapped in plastic or in giant cardboard boxes, upon which the virus can also live for what, 24 hours? Touched by who knows how many warehouse workers and drivers. We process the shipment, put away the hundreds of dog and cat food bags etc. So our customers who are trying to protect themselves aren’t really protected. Neither are we. We as a collective (my coworkers and I) have just kind of given up worrying about ourselves because the stream of customers and shipment is never ending. I see how this is spreading like wildfire. So much product going out and coming in. So many people not thinking about it. And some with a false sense of security because of their gloves. And those of us essential workers really are captive because the pace of our jobs isn’t conducive to even being able to think about protecting ourselves. It’s truly mind boggling.

WTF is that thing....busted up black cushion between two doorknob things? With a pokey metal screw or two coming out the front?

Yuck. Sounds terrible.

@Yeah No So many prayers and so much love to you and your dad. Please keep us posted, the power of group prayers/wishes is very powerful. Hugs.

I’m sorry, not sorry, but who TF parks UHaul vans on their bare land? Epitome of class, these people.

Well, judging by the recent past, they don’t have insurance on their kids’ cars. So certainly no extra insurance on her flammable inventory

So Meri is all stressed about her stuff, guaranteed it’s about her LuLaNo inventory. She then shows a bunch of painted figurines etc that she hasn’t packed, all in a panic. LuLaNo stuff first. Blah. Alll those containers in her garage. I used to live in Lake Arrowhead CA. Fire country. All the important stuff was kept together with an eye towards packing it for fire evacuation. It’s just something you know if you live there. And Janelle lives a mile from Meri? And she wasn’t crying dramatically and rubbing her eyebrows off over the threat? And, I can’t take more of Maddie’s labor. I just can’t.

I’m watching 90 Day Fiancé right now, I love that stupid show. I am reading too much on the virus, I think. It’s scaring me and affecting my emotions. Joe Diffie died of it today. I believe it about the chicks. People obsess over strange things. And yet here it’s still life as normal.

There’s still no TP in western Wisconsin/eastern MN. It’s so weird.

I had a linen skirt. Once. Wore it once, never again.

I JUST read that now it’s one every nine minutes!

I have big ugly man hands. Man, her hair grows fast. She’s lucky.

People impersonate Celine Dion? Jeez. 🤔 Hey, the house in the photos has a bed in the bedroom!! Wonder if Meri ever got help setting hers up...

I have beautiful sheer panel curtains. Got them at Walmart, cheap. They go in the washer and dryer like a champ. I bet Janelle never washes her curtains. They probably smell like broccoli and broken dreams.

Did I read correctly that 200 people in New York died of the virus today????

And her “manly, masculine man”.

Another day at work, another day of disbelief. I’m so over it, I could cry. Soooo many people congregating in my store (pet food and supply). Calling, wanting curbside pickup, which I love but there are so many people in killing time and asking tons of questions and wanting conversation. I feel like I am a captive to their germs and their mocking of the virus. We got tons of shipment in; by my 49 year old self, I broke down 6 huge pallets of dog food and super heavy kitty litter bags. There’s so much more to it, but the crux of the issue is allllll the people coming in, even though the governor has mandated a lockdown. I am happy to have my job. I just....don’t get all the people coming in and hanging out. Thanks for listening. I am just so over it.

And it’s all assuming someone will actually buy them.

I’m dying at Anthony’s shirt on Couple’s Couch!!! He was poppin’ his pecs!!! 🤣🤣

Kody’s hairline is halfway down the back of his head. What’s with the beaver tooth grin?

I’m still working every day, I work at a pet food store. Essential. We are still swamped, even though the governor has issued a stay at home mandate. Whole families filled my store today, all day. Out shopping. I feel trapped by their ignorance and bad decisions. Yes, social distancing. But when I ring someone up, I am maybe a foot from them. Not to mention all the people who are angry and “going elsewhere” because our distributors are out and can’t stock us with certain dog foods. Good luck, sunshine. If we can’t get it, neither can anyone else. People are SO ugly out there.