Sandra Thomas39 said:Hey there.
Got a bit of a random question for the group.
We’re currently hanging out at our weekend spot up in the Appalachians while everything back home is shut down for the weekend.
The kids are having an absolute blast, and honestly, we’ve got total privacy—it feels like we own this whole mountain...
I’m not even itching to get back to the city since my job is fully remote, but my wife’s salon is locked up tight until Monday.
Of course, we aren't officially registered as being at this location.
So, here's the real kicker: do we actually have to head back to the city right now?
You don't really have to, but you can always check in through the e-visitor system just so they know you've arrived.
George Murphy12 said:Yeah, exactly—meat, chicken, frozen stuff... they just don't have it. 😁
I don't obsess over every cent or every sale, and honestly, considering gas prices are $4.00 it's better to just head out and buy what you need. Between the small grocery list and the price of produce, the gas cost pays for itself pretty damn fast because you actually have options. You don't have to settle for whatever random crap is on the shelf just because it's there.
Bottom line: in a big city, you've got choices. In a tiny rural town? You don't. More people means a higher chance of catching something...
I honestly feel like in small towns like this, people could just work out a little agreement. It wouldn't be hard to arrange for everyone to get a pass once a month just to handle those big, massive shopping trips. For all the everyday little things, the local corner stores are perfectly fine.
I mean, there's really no need to make a trip to the next town over just to go shopping every single week. It feels like a bit much.
At the end of the day, you've got all these small family farms scattered all over the country. If you look through those local Facebook groups, they’ll offer you just about anything living—I'm talking everything from fresh produce right down to little chicks.
Honestly, you might be better off just ordering from one of those local guys. They’ve already got all the passes sorted out, so they can handle the delivery without any hassle.
Joseph Taylor11 said:Getting to the center of town - 3.7 miles
Driving to the next city over - 1.6 miles
Heading to the nearest major metro area - 6.2 miles.
And right now, you're definitely in the minority here—so let's skip the demagoguery.
Go check out the news sites where they published that interview with Capak—he mentioned that things MIGHT start easing up by early June—and just look at the comments. People are already losing their minds.
I'm genuinely curious what's going to happen, say, at the beginning of May?
Are people actually losing it? Why on earth are wealthy people resorting to violence? Is it because they don't have to lift a finger, just sitting around at home all day staring at the TV or playing video games? It’s honestly a tragedy. Just imagine what kind of chaos would break out if things really went south.
What @Alfie was getting at—just put more politely—is that they’re nothing but a bunch of spoiled brats.
I already mentioned this on another thread, but honestly, it feels like nobody really gets what it’s actually like working under these conditions. Imagine being wrapped up in a mask and rubber gloves for eight hours straight, constantly spraying yourself down with different types of alcohol just to survive. You can't even take a sip of water from a bottle without being paranoid; if you touch that damn plastic bottle with hands that haven't been properly disinfected, and there's a virus on it, it’s going to sit on that surface for three days. It's just a matter of time before you accidentally ingest it. Then there's the mental toll—you find yourself looking at everyone else as a potential carrier. You start getting scared to even touch your own head because you lose track of whether you actually sanitized your hands or not, and then you end up just dousing yourself in more alcohol anyway. Jbte, if they tried to give me a breathalyzer test at work, I’d probably blow a massive number just from breathing in all those alcohol fumes.
It’s like, once you finally step through your own front door, you just want to strip everything off. All that weight, all those layers—you just shed it all the second you're home.
You end up wasting an entire free day just standing in line at the checkout counters.
But honestly, the biggest issue is whether you actually have enough variety at the grocery store to make things bearable. It’s tough because you can't even get together with your friends for a backyard BBQ or grab a few drinks to blow off steam, and that's when people really start to crack.
It’s just selfish, self-imposed isolation.
"Out there," there's a massive group of people working their tails off just to keep the system barely functioning. They're paying a hell of a price with their mental health, praying to God this all wraps up as soon as possible. For everyone else, the struggle is being stuck inside waiting for it to end, fearing they might lose it first.
To anyone claiming they’re about to "snap"—I’d love to see you try working under these conditions. I'd ask you exactly how long it would take before you started whining to be locked back inside your house.
Don't you feel any shame?
