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  1. Neetu's Avatar
    Mother's Day???Oh wow, it is early in the UK! Glad you got your mum the card.
  2. Neetu's Avatar
    Well, it was a halfway house, dither. Halfway between the two railway stations, halfway because it gave you a resting place, halfway perhaps, also because it was along the path of growing up and it comes back to you now because it represented some kind of midway point at the time.
  3. dither's Avatar
    Irwin,
    not so very long ago I was walking along a street on my estate when a chap yelled "good morning" from across the road. I ignored him and kept walking. Mutterings between him and his partner ensued. Bottom line: He wasn't happy about being ignored. I had absolutely no desire to make his acquaintance. I don't very often bristle with anger, that's not me, but I was seething. Screw him, screw THEM. Could done with that t-shirt.

    Why do people DO that?

    I resent being made to feel like some kind of weirdo.
    Okay! So maybe I AM a weirdo, that's MY business.
    Updated March 3rd, 2020 at 01:09 PM by dither
  4. Irwin's Avatar
    The latest polls show that 42% of the population is comprised of wankers, and unless you're wealthy and can live in an exclusive neighborhood, devoid of wankers, you're inevitably going to have to deal with them. That's a fact of life.

    I've thought about getting a t-shirt that reads: LEAVE ME THE [email protected]#$% ALONE, but have yet to make the purchase. Those are available on Amazon, so obviously, people are buying them and presumably wearing them, but they're probably kids. What would be the consequences of wearing a shirt like that around the neighborhood? People would probably gossip about me behind my back and give me unmistakably conspicuous dirty looks when I walk by. But they do that anyway.
  5. dither's Avatar
    Ma'am,
    They were not twelve year-olds but then, some people just don't grow up, I guess. As for the attention seeking/flirting/want to know you thing, I'm just a couple of years short of seventy. And, since the adolescent mind is nothing if not unpredictable,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Ma'am, I've been walking away from people all my life when what I really wanted to do was reconfigure their faces. All that is left is a shed load of bitterness and resentment and I'm sick of it.
  6. Ma'am's Avatar
    I'm a bit off-topic here but that reminded me of when I was ten-twelve years old. My little friend and I loved nothing more than following a "big kid" (teenager) home and bothering him, like mimicking his walk in an exaggerated way or whatever (though we weren't brave enough to do it to adults). So as a former torturer, I think you did well to play it cool and not give them a reaction. They were probably showing off to each other and do it every chance they get. They may have also been trying to flirt with you/get male attention, in a stupid way.
    Updated March 2nd, 2020 at 09:23 AM by Ma'am (for clarity)
  7. dither's Avatar
    Oh dear, well thanks for the comments guys. Might just look out for it but I'm not so keen now.
  8. Asmoab's Avatar
    In Search of Lost Time is a book about the ins and outs of French middle/upper class life in the late 1800's. I've tried to read it a couple of times, as it is one of the classics, but it's really not for me. I've never managed to get more than half way through.

    If you think nothing much is happening in your life, read this book, it'll make your days feel full of excitement.

    Proust was a lifelong hypochondriac who used to write to his mother, whenever he was away, detailing his medical conditions, including his bowel movements! Never worth comparing your life to anybody else's. They'll have their own s**t
  9. -xXx-'s Avatar
    la recherche du temps perdu (In Search of Lost Time; earlier rendered as Remembrance of Things Past), published in seven parts between 1913 and 1927.
    involuntary memory
    seven volumes, childhood recollections/experiences
    1992 revised translation
    per der wiki

  10. Winston's Avatar
    All I know is Sharp, or Extra Sharp. My Lady likes it like that, too.
    Again, some get it... and some order Mild or Medium. Life is too short for Mild.
  11. Asmoab's Avatar
    What's not to like? A moment of connection ... and seriously strong cheddar... can it get better?
  12. -xXx-'s Avatar
    happening indeed!
    *wafts some sharp cheddar*
    *wonders what post on 8 oz would be*

  13. Firemajic's Avatar
    Quote Originally Posted by bdcharles
    I agree: helping people is good for everyone, not least the person doing it. But a cure for depression? I'm not sure that's quite right - I need to counter that. Depression is a specific medical thing with specific neurological causes and specific treatment. You can help all the people you'd like, the depression will still be there. By the same token, going for a brisk walk is generally a good thing to do, but I wouldn't recommend it to sufferers of, say, gout. In the first instance, I'd recommend gout medication, followed by a change of diet.
    When my Mother was killed, I was devastated, and depressed, my Doctor suggested I volunteer somewhere and help someone, he said it would benefit me more than medication... so I did... I went to a local nursing home and asked if there was anyone who did not have family to visit them, and I was connected with an elderly woman who I started visiting on a regular basis... it did help a little....

    I know there are dangerous people walking the streets... I have worked in group homes for years... those were the lucky ones... they had a place to go and they had supervision... sadly, there are many who cannot find help and are without their medication, and that is a dangerous situation...
  14. bdcharles's Avatar
    Quote Originally Posted by Plasticweld

    This is what I don't get. Depression is routed in feeling like you don't make a difference, and nothing you do matters, you are powerless to make changes not only for yourself but in society in general. Helping someone less fortunate has always been the cure, caring about someone else is always the path to you personally being healthy.
    I agree: helping people is good for everyone, not least the person doing it. But a cure for depression? I'm not sure that's quite right - I need to counter that. Depression is a specific medical thing with specific neurological causes and specific treatment. You can help all the people you'd like, the depression will still be there. By the same token, going for a brisk walk is generally a good thing to do, but I wouldn't recommend it to sufferers of, say, gout. In the first instance, I'd recommend gout medication, followed by a change of diet.
  15. dither's Avatar
    No, I know that Maj. I'm just not comfortable with strangers talking to me. I've even walked away from bus-stops because of people talking to me. There are/have been exceptions of course but they are few and far between. My problem huh!
  16. Firemajic's Avatar
    Please understand, I am not suggesting that you ever place yourself in danger....
  17. Ma'am's Avatar
    After a volunteer stint at a large urban homeless shelter, my feelings are mixed. A lot of the homeless who came by there were addicts. I felt like I was just helping enable them to continue a lifestyle that was incredibly destructive, to them and whoever they may prey on to maintain their habit.

    We provided food, showers, free laundry service, clothes, medical care and more. We knew not to go to the area outside where they were allowed to get high on the property. Nothing was required of them but to not act too extremely disruptive inside the building. In other words, we did everything the families and friends of addicts are told NOT to do.

    However, the things mentioned here "on the other hand" are also true. From what I hear, most of the institutions in the US that would care for- and supervise- those who aren't mentally able to adequately care for themselves were shut down in the 1990's.
    Updated December 31st, 2019 at 05:11 PM by Ma'am
  18. dither's Avatar
    Yeah, I know, you ARE right of course but I just can't do that stuff. The man I mentioned in the OP... his mind is some place else... that makes him unpredictable... and that scares me. PEOPLE scare me, INTERACTION scares me. I'm sorry but that's me.
  19. Plasticweld's Avatar
    Thanks for sharing such an uplifting story. You made a difference, let someone know that someone, anyone, actually just cared about him. It was simple, it was cheap and I bet it made a real difference to him.

    I bet it made you feel good to make a difference. While you said you felt as though you failed him, I am sure he didn't feel that way, nor do I.

    This is what I don't get. Depression is routed in feeling like you don't make a difference, and nothing you do matters, you are powerless to make changes not only for yourself but in society in general. Helping someone less fortunate has always been the cure, caring about someone else is always the path to you personally being healthy.

    I help people all the time, I don't say that to brag but share only to say that it is one of the things that always makes me feel good, always lets me know I matter and there is a reason for me being around. People are quick to say. This weed is great it will make you feel good, this is great tequila it will make you feel like you are on top of the world. These shoes, this car, this house will all make you feel better. I can promise you nothing will make you feel better than, helping someone out, sending them a note just to say you are thinking of them, doing anything to just make their life easier. Even a smile from you can change the way a person views the rest of the day...There the secret to being happy is out.

    Thanks for taking the time share you story...Bob
  20. Firemajic's Avatar
    I agree.... what is wrong with society.... most people now days seem to think it is someone else's responsibility... well guess what? It is EVERYONE'S responsibility....

    I was at a local diner and overheard people talking about "some old drunk" sleeping under a certain bridge, they were all saying how bad that looked for the town image...

    I left the diner, went to the bridge, and there he was... frail, old... alone... I introduced myself, and asked if he needed me to call his family... he said he did not want to worry his children... turns out, he had applied to a nursing home for assistance, and was told it would be a few days before his room would be available... he thanked me for my offer of assistance, said he was quite comfortable there for a few days while he was waiting for his room, the weather was nice, but he said "these damn mosquitos are driving me crazy"... I left and returned with bug spray, snacks and bottled water.... He was so grateful for these small items...

    I returned the next day and he was gone... I checked the nursing home, he was not there... I asked everyone I could about him, but no one knew where he went, and they did not even care... I wish I would have handled the situation better... I feel like I failed him...
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