I am using traumatized is the most loose sense here.
Talos the Mummy when I was ~10. First film where the villain won. Not Thanos level of wining because multi movie plot. Just all the good guys trying to stop him fail.
So much of it was nightmare fuel, it's hard to choose, but I think it was the scene where Dorothy's friends have been turned into ornaments that haunted me the most.
For me it was the original blob (which was back then already vintage almost) and this fucked me. I never actually turned anything off except when some of the neighbors gave me a „cool movie about cars“ and then the rat and bucket scene of fast and furious made me turn it off.
In particular, it seems like there’s been a sharp increase in the number of people unable to clean themselves properly after going to the toilet.
How close are you getting to people that you can smell their bungholes?
Perhaps it’s because I shop at Asda
People in Waitrose also stink but it is of money that they wipe their arses with. Although since notes went plastic, this must be like the old grease proof paper they used to use in school toilets.
It makes sense to me that people who live alone would become more lax in their personal hygiene during lockdown.
Or you/we emerged from lockdown not used to being around the odours of other people...
I tend to be fairly nose blind but I know a few people who are reportedly stinky (I try not to smell them) and they are both single older guys living on their own and the issue seems to be them from them not changing their clothes often enough. I imagine some might have got into a similar routine during lockdown when all sorts of grooming went out of the window.
I will ask in the pub on Friday once the stinky guy leaves.
Assistant camp cook at a Boy Scout Camp. The assistant cook does almost all of the prep work for the head cook, and does all the kitchen cleanup. The dishawasher handled only dishes from the dining hall, not any of things used for cooking. M-F I had to be in the kitchen by 5:45am, got about an hour off after lunch--if I managed to complete everything quickly--and then got out of the kitchen at around 9pm. I also had meal breaks, as long as they didn't interfere with getting the job done. Sunday I had to be in the kitchen at 3:30p (we only did dinner for the arriving troops), and Saturday I got to leave at noon or so since we only did breakfast before they all left. I had room and board--which was a milsurp wall tent with a milsurp cot--I had to supply my own bedding--and whatever I wanted to eat once the campers were done and my work was done. My wages were the princely sum of something like $175/week. In the early 90s. It worked out to something like $2.50/hr (which would be about $5.15 now).
And to top it off, the camp director got fired, a new one came in, and he fired all the kitchen staff so that he could bring his own people in. I was told at the time that I would have been the only one he kept, but he didn't want to change his team. So I got moved to another camp about 90 minutes away.
Head cook was cool though; he'd been a cook in the Navy for decades, starting in Korea.
I think the first tapes I remember buying were the stories with books. You know, Back to the Future condensed into 20 odd minutes of audio and a 24-page book.
My first album (cassette) I think was the Top Gun soundtrack. The first vinyl was Batman by Prince, which I bought on a school day trip to France.
Finally, one Christmas, my parents told me they were buying me a CD/Tape deck and gave me money to buy some CDs. I bought Stranger in a Strange Land by Iron Maiden, and the Soundtrack to Alien.
I bought Hybrid Theory and Blizzard of Ozz both on CD on the same day I bought my Walkman CD player. 10/10 purchase, made riding my Razor scooter to school hard core.
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