I made it to the clinic roughly on time despite a sick wife and baby, and there’s only one person at reception who’s taking five years to solve one client’s issue.

Actually there’s two but they’re both working on the same problem. And I’m not even the first person in line.

I think my landlord sees us as people, he’s just fundamentally incapable of understanding what it means to live in a lower income bracket. He’s selling the house we live in and seemed genuinely confused why we, as a single earner household paying significantly below market rent, would be worried because “there’s only a few situations where they can kick you out”. Yes and if they invoke one, which they will because we’re a bad investment, we’re SCREWED.

Meanwhile he thinks he’s being generous by listing for below appraisal when it’s still at least double what he paid a couple years ago. Just living on a totally different planet.

This must be some alternate time-line bullshit, Supernatural ended after five seasons like God intended and everything else is some kind of weird decade-long shared hallucination.