

Storytime!
I was taking a mental health day not too long ago and went to a local diner. My thought was I should try interacting outside my bubble to make me feel better. And it kinda worked…ish. I should’ve read the flags, one of which was him saying my paper was fake news, but alas.
Started talking to this old dude, apparently had a long historical knowledge of his family, which he stated family history placed their start in the 1700s. Talked about how his family took place in all the wars.
After an insane detour on how the North actually was at fault for the first shots fired, he pivoted to how Sherman burned down the family plantation. How absolutely terrible that was for his family.
Then he pivoted to talking about the KKK, and whewwww did that illuminate the absolute dichotomy of history for me. He stated that “they originally formed to protect women that were beat by their husbands.” After I asked about the whole racism bit, he said it wasn’t as bad as people made out.
At that point I grabbed my check and peaced out. Totally helped me get over my funk by showing just how fucking insane people’s idea of history is.
Maybe they should’ve actually said what was wrong instead of being a terrible company.
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