Inquiry,

From five days of low sleep (3 hrs per night, max) and a day of non stop kitchen work (or all morning) follows by a 1 min walk home in 98° heat, I literally had to pinch myself to confirm that *I* had not written this Midnight post.

"::signed:: ~tffb"

a moniker for the day - people leveraging I to personal matters, rug pulling credit, and overall treating my presence (online and in person) as a source for all things THEY.

I make lunch, everyone compliments the salad bar for the amazing fries (ironically, I did those and only those), I try to wax peaceful and sit in the corner updating my laptop, and the tow in-house begger/fiends corner me into "conversation" about tech, which was their ticket to just ask me for to s of shit. Not soda or change, they want me to sub-fund their Steam Deck, buy them a PC game, what the fuck ever they've come to expect and be entitled to from the aloof snob who buys them shit for the scant hopes of their friendship.

I suggest ideas for the Clubhouse (knowing they will go ignored - their I difference/laziness towards meeting external standards, not for the fact that I suggested them) and one rang a bell with a staffer, it was being suggested/offered sans-credit to the head manager there.

The I fetch laundry, and lo and behold it's folded. Nothing in the dryer, no reason it should have been touched, but some disrespectful head case decided they wanted to mess with personal belongings that were not theirs.

So the camels back snapped at that point. Got one foot in front of the other down a 1 mi blacktop road back to my apartment.

Thank god

AC arrives tomorrow, a beautiful thing. Reconfirmed it is the analog, non digital, and "correct" model for my apartment. As a shipping email indicated it was the WiFi/IoT/die moronically from lack of firmware update model. I'll stick with analog and "less break ability" here tyvm

Later