I always think blogging or tweeting, unless you are someone famous or well known in a specific field, is a bit like shouting into a void. I think about this whenever I attempt to put pen to paper. However, when I happen to stumble across something useful or interesting on someone elses blog I think it's great and I'm really appreciative of them taking the effort to write about whatever the topic happens to be. Shortly afterwards I think to myself, "I should blog more." Then I login to this and the doubt creeps back in, "What's wrong with you, you ego-maniac. No one cares about what you have to say." And I close the browser window.
Today a colleague of mine pointed out that he was taking part in the #100DaysToOffload challenge. https://100daystooffload.com/
You can read about what it is at the above link, but the gist is that you're supposed to write something, anything, everyday for 100 days. The point is to do it for yourself and not for anyone else. Which I suppose kind of makes it a bit like a diary. A public diary which anyone in the world could read and use the contents of against you; to ruin your life, destroy your career or steal your identity.
I suppose we therefore need to be mindful of what exactly we choose to share as part of this challenge lest we see the hashtag #100DaysToGetDoxxed trending all over the place. So, in light of this epiphany I present to you my list of 5 things which get on my nerves at this moment in history and 5 things I am enjoying:
- Companies telling us "we're all in this together". Yeah... seriously I got an email from an online mattress reseller letting me know how they were there for me and were doing everything they could to support their customers. Dude, I bought a mattress off you 7 years ago. We didn't used to be married, calm the f**k down!
- Social distancing etiquette in small shops. My local Tesco Express is quite a small building. The aisles are barely 5 feet wide. They've implemented a one-way system, so you have to be careful not to miss something because you can't go back without going all the way around again, but you have other people who just want one thing from say the last aisle, but they are stuck behind you waiting for you to choose between Cathedral City or Pilgrims Choice and trying to frantically workout price to weight ratios in your head while the pressure builds. At first they politely pretend they wanted to look at the gluten free chicken stock so they have something to do 2 meters behind you, but you're acutely aware that you are holding them up and you start to panic and become more indecisive. Your mind clouds, you can't remember what else you needed from this particular part of this particular aisle. They hesitate to overtake you but stop; the distance is too small.. THE DISTANCE IS TOO SMALL! THEY WILL BE IN YOUR DANGER ZONE, WHAT IF YOU'RE INFECTED OH GOD NOW SOMEONE ELSE IS WAITING BEHIND THEM THERE'S ONLY SO MUCH TIME THEY CAN SPEND FEIGNING INTEREST IN PICKLED ONIONS.
- I'm not allowed to have a drive. I like driving. I especially like driving down twisty country roads when they're quiet and the sun is shining. Apparently that's not allowed. Presumably this is in case a group of vulnerable elderly people accidentally fall in through my open passenger window and I sneeze in their faces while helping them back out of the car. That or something to do with breaking down and an AA man having to get close to you or something. I'm not in the AA.
- Weather patterns: Sunny and warm Monday -- Friday while you work from home. Raining Saturday and Sunday. I can't even mow the flipping lawn for gods sake. Between that and Donald Trump press conferences I am becoming gradually more and more convinced I am actually Truman Burbank.
- Price gouging: I'm not sure it could be described as gouging, but prior to lockdown and covid-19 the supermarket pretty much always had loads of offers on things you wanted to buy and now it seems everything you actually want is always full price. Seems like a lot of stuff has gone up by about 30%.
- Working from home. I know some people are going stir-crazy, but it's good for the environment and it means I don't have to iron shirts.
- Its OK to be an alcoholic now it seems. If you tell people you're just having your first beer at 10am they just laugh and go "haha, me too!"
- I have a lot of toilet roll. Thankfully just before the SHTF I stocked up on some essentials and that's really paid off.
- Early nights. Another side effect of starting drinking just after breakfast is you get really tired a lot earlier in the day. My average bed time is now 8pm.
- Early mornings. Going to bed at 8pm means I generally wake up about 5am and then I get to have a 3hr 55min lie in because my commute is now 8 feet 🙂