You know that you have to elaborate now, right?
One story I really like was, when we were canoeing in Finland for two weeks. Wonderful seas, rivers and flat rock islands. We had a route, marked where are points of interest, small towns with supplies, bigger towns with medical help, islands where it may be possible to raise our tents (flat rock island -> tents = bad combination), and general sightseeing spots. We packed out stuff. Lamps and oil, cooking utensils, tents, tools, and everything you normally would need for at least 3-4 days without starving.
We lost a bag to a stream on the first day. half our food supplies where there. No problem. In About 2 days we would reach anyway a spot where we could resupply. That spot, a small kiosk like hut, was shutdown already for years. Still no problem. We could reach the next town in about a day. Then a storm started in he same night. The wind pulled out a stake out of the ground and our tent tipped over. It was cold, it was wet and it was dark. But no problem. there are no bad conditions, but just bad preparedness. We were scouts, we were prepared good. So we rebuilt for the night.
The next morning we were hungry, still cold and sore like hell. We decided to rest for the day and regain some strenght. Don't forget, that every day we were caneoing for about 20km, which doesn't sound much, but for teenagers 14-16 years old it was tolling. We took out our last ration of bread, opened it and ate it. After the first bite it was obvious, that finnish industrial processed bread is terrible. How do these people live with bread like that, it smells like perfume and taste like rubber.
We ate it anyway. All of it. After all, we got no choice beside staying hungry. After an hour or so we started burping, like really loud and stinky burps. All of us. That damned bread. How can Fins eat this stuff regulary? So we wanted to grab some nutbars to wash away that smell and taste of that bread.
"How comes our lamp oil is already empty?" one said. He took out the empty bottle. It was still sealed, empty, but had a hole in it. The bread soaked all the lamp oil and now I started to make sense. This disgusting finnish bread was not disgusting by nature, but by us and our lamp oil. We 8 people ate 1kg bread filled with that lamp oil. Now the taste of the burps was familiar. It was clear as day, that's the taste and smell of unburned lamp oil.
On the same day we packed our stuff and reached another small town, where we consulted medical help. Nothing serious, but just disgusting burps and small tummy ache for about another day.
It's not so bad, and I get to work from home half the week so it's fairly comfy <3 (hence why I'm on here so much :3)
I envy you.
We all know that feeling working from home
Rub the salt into the wound.
zoidberg
No more tasks to do is good tho
