Graduated a couple years ago with an English PhD: when I go to read anything, I always pick up a pen or pencil as if Iโm going to annotate it. I still have to hold one but don't click it out, like a security blanket, otherwise I feel immensely guilty.
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I'm in IT. My personal laptop is perennially broken because I. cannot. stop. tinkering.
I've been working in high acuity psychiatry for 10 years. I notice when doors don't click shut behind me and if I don't hear a solid click or an electric lock whirring sound I get the urge to check the handle, even at home / in my apartment complex. I can feel people behind me on the street if they're closer than about 20 feet back. I don't like sitting without a wall behind me (it was weird going back to school and explaining that my ADHD preferential seating accommodation was the back row, not the front).
Doing Uber in a very red state, I have to bite my tongue when people bring up politics. It's turned into me not talking about it around friends who share my beliefs for the most part. And it kinda sucks, cause I really did enjoy a good debate.
I make little typing motions with my fingers
I still sometimes face the shelves because Iโve been there and I want to show solidarity.
I can't watch anyone cook without steeling myself from mentioning their risky knife grip, mess-inducing lack of flow, slapdash mis, etc. ๐ตโ๐ซ On the positive side, I always call my status ("behind", "hot", "knife", etc.)
Yeah detaching your cheffiness in your personal life is a job in itself, I had OJT all throughout my children's lives until they moved out, THEN my wife and I opened a BBQ joint and it's just her and I and HOOOOO BOY the shoe is on the other foot!!! lol....we have fun.
we have fun
NGL, y'all seem to be livin' the dream! ๐ฅณ
oh absolutely, had to leave the US to live the American Dream, and can't say it was a bad decision!
Oh, please do share the how-to on that! ๐ Before it's too late? ๐ฅต
Sold our house at the right time (Trump presidency #1), funded a year & a half in the EU with 'no income' (you need to show income plus have enough funds to show independence -and family send letters of assurance & their bank statements for support, plus private insurance, etc. & patience.
Found an amazing town in 3.months and have been here for 7 years, restaurant opened 4 months before COVID lockdown, the landlord was amazing throughout the whole ordeal, didn't charge the 3 months closure, we paid half rent for the 1st year and were able to repay it within a year). Neighbors were amazing (again) very supportive through the whole deal.
This is when we found out we can do it just by ourselves....the kids then some casual employees PT during the high season. This year we had 2 neighbors kids work with us for their first 'real job'.
Great community, we work very hard but have some awesome quality of life (Mediterranean is 500m away) and more than anything got lucky.
I wish others the same!
500 meters from the Mediterranean?! Luuucky ๐ฑ๐คฉ๐๐ผ
37 years in the industry, I knew when I was a young cook I wouldn't make jack shit for pay, so I always looked at places where I could enjoy life: N. Florida, Buenos Aires, Bermuda, Bonaire, Seattle, Los Angeles (ok, that was for straight up pay....never again!) now Spain. Hard work, a good partner, and dumb luck.