Been an eventful couple of weeks.
First, I went to Ocean Isle for a week with the family. That was fun, and stressful. This shirt got me some looks.
Came home and started an Author Instagram account. (Shameless plug)
Ironically, as you are about to hear, it wouldn't let me put my Pronouns as (AR/15) so I left it blank instead of trying to mock such stupidity.
Lame.
Then last night, in Hickory at Sheetz, I met my first
They/Them pronoun person. I called him Sir twice before I noticed his name badge had his pronouns listed on it as I took my receipt. Being a typical woke progressive soyboy,
they/them were too much of a little sissy to say anything to me about my misgendering knuckle-dragging neanderthal ways.
Didn't get a picture of
them. But just imagine this guy... with a red Sheetz hat on.
After Hickory, I continued on to Winston-Salem, where I continued my toxic masculine ways by getting inked for the evening.
(Don't mock my chubby-bunny dad bod, it's slowly coming back to my 350 bench press/415 deadlift days)
(Just kidding, mock away. I got fat.)
Got home about 1am, crashed hard.
Worked as hard as a desk jockey can work.
And now trying to pound out some words on the keyboard before crashing again.
Yay, adulting.