This is a problem that started with me after I got a job. Any small items that I want I just buy for myself. Anything I want but can’t afford is too expensive for a normal gift. This is where the tangentially related gift market comes into play.
This is one of those behaviors that always puzzles me since I can’t relate to it. I will see someone furious when a movie is announced. Livid when the trailer is released. Disgusted when the see it in the theater and appalled when they buy the blu-ray. The whole cycle starts again when the sequel is announced 6 months later.
That kid at ten years old had a better looking mustache than I can grow now. I imagine at this point he can form it into a solid object of any shape he chooses. He can chisel right through a brick wall with his face.
I seem to have a hard time telling people they have the wrong number when I get random weird texts. It’s easy when they dial the wrong voice number because they hear your unfamiliar voice. But “Who is this?” and “Stop texting me.” just turns into a game when it’s all text.
I don’t think I’ve ever worn out an umbrella. I will eventually leave it somewhere or loan it to someone that never returns it. On the other hand I have plenty of umbrellas here and I don’t recall ever purchasing any of them.
Still to this day I am constantly imagining to slice, stab and shoot things. I slice my claws into a lot of walls as I’m walking through office buildings. I cut the doorknobs out of many doors with my lightsaber. I manage keep my phaser to myself.
