my favorite work memory from this store will always be “hey remember when the subway inside the store closed down and they let me take a bunch of their shit for free and now it lives inside my house?”
much like my mother and grandmother i am happiest when i'm scavenging. hunting for forgotten things in flea markets or on the beach or at goodwill or in the forest or whatever. i love to look for special stuff. probably why i cant get off this damn website
jokes aside i think it’s amazing and heartwarming to see like 4chan incel bros perform the miracle of crawling out of that hole and becoming real human beings and chronicling their journey to realizing that they can be well adjusted happy normal dudes