Edit: replied at wrong level. Please downvote. I am.
Please downvote. I am.
This is like the opposite of "WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE??!! I AM!!!"
That does make it sound like an existential crisis.
"What does it even mean to be? If I never get downvotes, do I even have an effect on the world? Is there a world? Who am I? Am I me? Will I stop existing when I have zero engagement? Am I just the sum of the perception of others, doomed to non-existence as soon as I'm irrelevant? Is that what death is?"
"So, uh, you said no ketchup on that Jr Bacon Cheesburger?"
Her job is the removal of africanized honey bees.
Either that, or driving cars to the junkyard to be crushed.
That would explain why she's willing to just toss the coffee in the back seat. Must have a side hustle doing razor blade disposal as well.
That's racist. What did the honey do to you?