I think it’s funny that most hitchhikers look like folks I’d rather not share a ride with. In that way it seems like an evolutionary dead end. By the way, doesn’t it seem that crust punks are really over represented among people trying to thumb a ride?
Sometimes I see a crazy looking hitchhiker with a giant backpack and think that it’s completely full of either severed heads or pudding cups; because it couldn’t possibly be anything else. Maybe his whole life is in that backpack, you might say. I would agree %100: Severed heads or pudding cups.
A friend on Facebook put up an e-card about honouring mothers of children with four legs and fir. Is it just a cute card or is there a heap of sorrow and regret underneath it? Hashtaginfertility.
I was thinking about a of a professional estimator for a trim carpentry company that I did some railing work for. He definitely fell somewhere on the spectrum, and really loved his work. We were talking and he mentioned a period of his career where he worked for a general contractor and said, “We would just send the drawings to our subs, mark up their estimates, and put in our bid. Where’s the fun in that?” No joking or sarcasm on his part…he really loved sitting down and costing jobs.