No.114105
I left my shopping basket with my mum at the checkout to go get something, back in 40 sec and some woman pointed behind me, said "that's my trolley", in context it meant she wanted to go in front of me and thought that she was in front or something like that, it was weird. I let her,still in my decade+ long agreeableness training, my mum said she was very rude, idk what she was thinking. So bummed when stuff like this happens I don't have a good spycam setup, but I wouldn't have been able to post this anyway unless I learned to blur someone out cos my mumma was in it
No.114118
I wonder why that suicide prevention Bondi lifeguard guy took his own life.
No.114128
At the Catholic cemetery about to smoke when I notice a white pickup on the other side of the columbarium. At first I assumed it was a maintenance vehicle but after peeking a bit more I saw a boomer or genx white male around 6 foot with a median haircut graying, looking at a grave, presumably being sad. Usually in the presence of a boomer I would be happy to blast death metal from my ONN ( Our Neural Network) Bluetooth speaker, smoke and cough and spit , but this guy looked sad and it was a cemetery so I kept quiet and didn't spark up for a while . I wasn't sure if he'd noticed me at all.
After several boring minutes of not listening to music or a podcast and not smoking and not doing anything else, I walked to the other side of the cemetery and began picking up trash that was between the edge of the cemetery and the road. I often pick up trash from places where I smoke weed and listen to stuff on my ONN ( Our Neural Network) Bluetooth speaker. This cemetery had a lot of plastic fake flower decorations , pieces of which were scattered around . There is a gas station nearby and so there are also candy wrappers and chip bags. Eventually the guy with the white truck backed up out of the cemetery the way he came. If he'd continued forward he would have closely passed my original smoke spot , so I wondered if he had seen me earlier and still thought I was at my original smoke spot and was avoiding. Maybe he percieves people who are in cemeteries with Bluetooth speakers and smoking supplies as dangerous or pitiable . But after backing up he turned away from the gas station toward the lake and passed me as I was bending over to pick up a piece of plastic.
I think I smoked after that and then looked at the area he had been standing sadly in to see if I could identify who he'd been mourning, but I couldnt tell for sure. Iirc Some of the nearby graves had dates but I don't think any of them were right for it to be the death anniversary.
Pic is one of the goy decorations I picked up and put in the trash can of gas station. The cemetery trash can is just an unlined metal mesh that allows anything smaller than an inch to blow away . Catholics need to improve their cemetery. It also had numerous knocked over , broken, or unreadable graves. It would be fun to swap one out for something that has a Satanic curse on it, but I plan to respect the thingy.
No.114191
>>114189>no ideaIts pretty obvious the point is that trannies are angry psychos with no sense of scale.
