Closing in on 20 for me, I still have flashbacks about being asked “I’m looking for a book, I don’t know the title or author, but I know it’s blue and was on the table by the cafe last Christmas, do you know that one?” And then hating myself for knowing exactly what they meant half the time
There is straight up no time to get the wheels properly in time to prevent significant effects. And once the feedback loops kick in there’s almost no way to stop the cascading
He doesn’t give a flying fuck if it’s real or not, he’s a dictator and dictators want to bend reality to their will and be praised for everything whether they actually did anything or not.
I honestly can’t tell anymore if he’s just so committed to the lie that he has hair to preserve his ego. Or if he actually has become so delusional that he believes he still has a full head of hair at 79. This reality is stupid and I hate it here
He’s legitimately one of the most confusing humans I’ve ever encountered in any capacity, he does seem to legitimately believe but his actions and ambitions are those of someone terrified of the end of his existence on this plane.
Also the worst retail customers when they are either finished with lunch or waiting to be paged for their table