At work, yes. They made room for the handicap stall by narrowing the other stall to the point where my shoulders brush the walls. Too f’ing awkward.

Even when I was still on Reddit, I needed a friend to explain to me that Funko Pops don’t do anything - you just have them.

So really I think it’s just me.

I’d say it’s proper cooking if you’re making decisions about what goes into it. Heating up beans and bread? Not cooking. Heating up beans and bread, adding some thyme and black pepper to the beans in the process? Cooking. Very simple cooking, but cooking all the same.

Birds.

One morning I got up and found an explosion of feathers in the entry. I mentally said goodbye to the owner and decided it must be the smallest cat - because there was no sign of the bird and she eats everything.

Imagine my surprise when I went to put my shoe on and there was something soft and warm under my foot. There was a still-living, apparently unharmed, sparrow hiding in my sneaker. I released it outside and went on my way.

Not the most pleasant experience, but I’m luckier than my mother-in-law who found one of these in her shoe. They bite when they feel threatened - that’s how she found it.