I just got off foodstamps in the us. They gave us about $2.40 per meal per person if you assumed 3 meals per day. During covid and summer vacation (2 children) they gave bonus amounts most moneys as well. It was doable with a full time cook. Would have been incredibly difficult without the time to prepare most things from scratch.
the grocery store inflation from 2022-2024 has been brutal.
boy I don’t see that at all. Those are all completely coherent sentences that make a cohesive narrative to me. And you can read it in a minute instead of listening to low bandwidth speech.
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I agree with most of this, however the IRS is pretty chill about taxes tbh. I have fucked my taxes up so bad that I have gotten leins and shit, over the years I have had to deal with them a bunch. They have always been chill (when you eventually get to a person), they are happy to work out a payment plan that you can afford, and they didn’t put the leins on until i straight ignored them for over a year one time. If I had to owe money IRS would be higher on the list of folks i would rather owe than any bank or business.
https://www.summarize.tech/youtu.be/tKADQ5l4dFU?si=PB0mjF8dS4Hjm6u8
i just learned about this site today, I hate random youtube videos. not as clear as an article but better than nothing.
wow that’s handy! I fucking hate videos and I love this!
ugh when you’re just wondering if there’s a ticking bomb in your body.
I removed the rear mastic padding from a girlfriends car with an angle grinder. It had asbestos in it and my PPE was like a dust mask and a shower after each of the many sessions it took. I’m probably fine. Still hear that tick tick tick whenever a cough lingers though.
the best was either parachute day or when they got the little knuckle crusher dolly’s for us to ride around on.
least favorite was jogwalking the mile
hated those presidential physical fitness tests so much.
I volunteered to do recycling at my school so I could spy.
One of my best scores was a stack of blank physical fitness award achievement documents and sold them to other kids for $1 each so they could put their name on 'em and take 'em home!
this also works if you lose your glasses and need to see a clock or something.
like you can be past 20/800 myopic and it works!
more than my family ever did for me
I like your butt
selling inexpensive items without a license is an old street hustle- especially for the psychically disabled- and for a time in NYC at least you would see folks selling pencils or other such sundries on the street.
Here’s an example article about the pencil trope specifically during the 30’s: https://www.graphiteconfidential.com/blog/2018/2/25/blind-new-yorkers-selling-pencils-on-the-corner
The idea of the blind beggar selling pencils on city streets was already a stereotype by the time legendary journalist/reformer Jacob Riis wrote How The Other Half Lives in 1890 in New York: “There is no provision for him anywhere…The annual pittance of 30 or 40 dollars which he receives from the city serves to keep his landlord in good humor; for the rest his misfortune and his thin disguise of selling pencils on the street corners must provide.”
yeah it rings hollow, sorry but nobody writes like this its fake af
your entire 3 day old post history is entirely ‘as a chinese person…’ it just reeks of cosplay honestly. Super weird.
terrifying stuff
you might enjoy pulling up some Dr Demento playlists you’d be surprised how many good bands have a goofy side!
My stepdad had a hauling business. Huge stakebody diesel truck he called Big Blue, you’d call him and he’d bring us kids over and we would load the truck. He’d take it to the dump or wherever they wanted.
Usually us kids rode in the open back of the truck with whatever we were hauling, which was usually old furniture and trash.
One day we were moving a TON of furniture and the whole truck was packed. So packed that there wasn’t much room for us but there was like a littke pocket in the middle.
Being stupid kids, we decided to start clambering around on top of the furniture, never mind that the truck is barreling down the state highway.
Well i was climbing up on some dressers towards the back of the truck, but they had been covered with moving blanket.
When all of my weight got up on top of the dresser, the wind pressure started sliding me and the goddamn moving blanket backwards, and since the dressers were taller than the stake walls of the truck that meant me and the moving pad were headed directly off the back of the truck, going 60+mph
I of course tried to scramble back to safety but all my effort just pulled the damn furniture pad towards me and I kept sliding.
My feet went off the back of the dressers, dangling over the highway, when one of the kids with me heard my terror screams over the wind, realized what was happening and jumped and caught the edge of the moving blanket ending my rearward progress.
We kept riding in the back on hauling jobs but I learned to be more careful.
bonus: That same stepdad, one of his own natural kids was real wild. He stowed away on the roof of their Winnebago before the mom drove it over the Maryland Bay Bridge. She said she couldn’t figure out why everyone was honking and pointing but it’s not like she could pull over on the bridge!
The 80’s was wild.