when my brother and sister were looking for jobs, a few wild questions came up lmao
"Can you work unsupervised?"
"Do you have an attraction to money?" (yeah babey!!)
"On a scale of 1-10, if you were working the cash register, and you saw the money there, how tempted would you be to take it? 1- being not at all, 10 - being uncontrollably tempted"
"One a scale of 1-10, if you were sure no one was watching, and you had the float money on you, how tempted would you be to keep it?"
"If you had a giraffe [that you couldn't sell/giveaway] what would you do with it?"
Like 1st of all, who would be dumb enough to answer any of those truthfully? (like if you did have the tendency) lmao
2nd, it's hilarious how direct they are with these questions.
3rd, who has the room and correct climate to house a giraffe? You're destined to fail that question.
the homeless people out in my area these past few months, and I feel like it's changed me in a very positive way 馃槉
Tonight I bought 20 two packs of hand warmers and gave them all out in 2's.
I got money for my b-day, so I made little care packages with snacks (in cute little heart bags), and emergency blankets. NGL I think I rolled up on a legit gang (The PA Terror Squad) when I was looking for people, but they were very grateful and their body language all changed when I asked "Does anyone need a blanket or some snacks?". They all said "Thank you Blondie" as I was driving off lmao
There was a guy in my alley kicking snow away so he could sit down. I dug around my place and made him some tea, put in some snacks, energy drinks I won from circle k, a nice button down jacket I don't fit anymore, and a waterproof picnic mat I put in a reuseable bag. He was so nice, I said "Sorry for bothering you" when I talked to him, and he's like "Nah you can bother me all you want".
I gave one of my coworkers 20 balls of yarn and she's going to make some hats I can give out.
Tomorrow I'm going to hit up the second hand stores and look for some decent gloves cause those little stretchy knit gloves do nothing for your hands in Canadian winter.
I bought a jar of pickles. They've been sitting in the fridge, and last night I wanted some pickles (as one does), and I could not get that lid off. My hand hurt from trying.
So I went to sleep, and had a dream I got the jar open LMAO