It’s not the worst idea, though of course you’d need to figure out if taking a job in another city is worth maybe having to move your family/your wife having to transfer or find a new role herself.

Don’t limit yourself to this, but something to think about re: searching: What private labs operate in your part of Canada (Lifelabs, Dynacare, etc.)? Who holds the contracts for hospital lab sample/supply transportation (this can be tricky to suss out, but if you find yourself near hospitals at all, think about the branding on courier vans you see)? Etc.

I see you’re at lemmy.ca - are you a Canadian? If so, and you don’t mind sharing, where in the country do you live?

Your experience makes me think something re: logistics operations in the medical industry could be of interest, and I see postings from time to time. But availability really hinges on where you are. Won’t lie, they are stressful jobs, but compensation and benefits can be good, and there’s some opportunity to cut your teeth on projects like route optimization and/or get paid PM training.

Keeping hearing that people these days just use stock ringtones, and mostly leave their phones on silent/vibrate.

Meanwhile, I’m reminded that Team Rocket once took over the Radio Tower in Goldenrod City every time my family calls me. Never forget.

Imagine if instead of going to the bar for a beer you went to the restaurant to eat some THC infused food

Brother I’ve been imagining this since legalization here. More than a few restaurateurs were as well, only to be disappointed by the current legislation.

My kingdom for a legal, indoor cannabis consumption space that doesn’t have to get around things by being a funded experiment or ‘grey area, members only “private club”’ (translation: open as long as cops can’t be arsed to bother raiding, and you do a little kabuki theatre the first time you visit). And tinctures, infused drinks and edibles are the clear best choices of RoA in those spaces given anti-smoking laws.

I don’t have enough space, good enough acoustics, enough money, distance from my neighbours or appropriate zoning to let bands play in my house on a regular basis. So alas, I must leave my house once and a while.

Edit: And the people outside my house make way better tacos than I do, though this can be worked on.

Think something more like this bad mf’er:

Two things - cranking one’s hog as a euphemism, and cranking one’s literal sick ass chopper - can be true at the same time.

The slippage is part of the fun :)

I’m mixed about the OP image, because even though the picture is cool as fuck I don’t want some idiot to think I’m on their side if I have a t-shirt of it.

This one, then a sweet backpiece with the demon head in profile superimposed on someone just CRANKING THEIR HOG with a pro-LGBTQ+ message? Fuck it, I’ll take 20.

🎶Gotta catch 'em all, 2C-B!🎶

This was a delightful response to a reflex Simpsons joke. Beautiful, man!

Dunno if you’re still looking for input, but I did say I’d have more to say about this once I did it, so here it is:

I helped show someone to one of the camps when I was wandering about, and they gave me a great piece of advice: you can think of burns basically as a giant version of the smoke pit outside a rave or a club. Everyone’s having a good time, and 99% of people are open to whatever kind of pro-social interaction from the other participants.

Beyond this, unless people at theme camps are literally knee-deep in logistics/organizing specific stuff, they want you to talk with them. They want you to eat and drink the stuff they have on offer, sit in their plounges gabbing about whatever, poking the interactive stuff they made, asking random questions or sharing random stories (a good story is a gift!), etc. Basically, it’s a safe assumption that people will act like they (and in 99.9% of cases truly do) want you there being part of the action, as your most authentic self.

If you’re anything like me - a little more on the introverted side in unfamilar surroundings - it’s a bit of an adjustment. If you want to be left alone and communicate this, people will leave you alone. But if you want to participate, you will be welcomed with open arms, even if you’re a little awkward. ‘We welcome the stranger’, at least in my experience with the burn I went to, isn’t just lip service. It’s true.

Even if we put all of that aside, you know what’s cool? Seeing a giant ass structure doused in accelerants go up in flames. The burns went incredibly well, and it was certainly something to see in its own right.

Bro - pull the trigger on this. I really do think you’d have a good time.

I’m from Canada, and they think I’m slow, eh?

Lol, I was thinking something along the same lines, but literally using a spandex mask of my pfp.

Hey homie, I see you’re a Canadian, so if you also are an Ottawan and want a sympathetic ear I’d be happy to buy you a beer and chat, and/or help you drown it out for an evening with pinball and loud guitars if that’s your speed. Serious offer - if it’s of interest don’t hesitate to PM, if not no worries whatsoever. Edit: Shit - based on your MP you’re not. Offer amended to if you take a trip out here/an open PM inbox

There’s a lot of good comments in this thread. In my experience, it’s a combination of factors - sometimes a product of your ex shit talking you to your friends, if they were “both of your friends”; often, simply a lack of ability to really relate/be helpful in these situations, and over time getting frustrated with that situation and just saying “bro, get over it”. Guys often have a hard time sharing their emotions or holding space for those of their friends, for a lot of reasons.

I have more thoughts on this stuff, but don’t know if they would be useful to you. The only thing I can tell you is that it can be a dark, lonely and painful road. But it can get better, and to be crude - it is 100% not worth killing yourself over some bitch (because, based on what you’ve shared, that’s how she specifically was behaving and acting towards you) who made you feel like shit for a long time. All that would mean is that you let her define how your life ended. Fuck. That. You’re worth more than that.

Better - you mix it up once and a while, so that ‘yes’ or ‘no’ is not always a given.

Based on your definition of chav (I too thought tracksuits, trainers, and UK urban slang), think about the kind of hobbies folks like this do. Dunno if it’s an exact equivalent, but if someone was looking for a redneck here in Canada, they’d be going to car and truck shows/events, hunting events, small town bars, fishing derbies, small circuit pro-wrestling events, farm/harvest festivals, county fairs, that kind of thing.

Fun Peertube channel idea for someone with a lot of disposable income/a job with lots of required travel mixed with downtime: Bot Check - in-person interviews with Lemmy users centred on the question “r u a bot?”

…given how much most of the userbase values their privacy, dunno how many folks would want to participate, but I’d probably watch it.

Before my local pub closed, there was a friendly paleontologist who would pop in from time-to-time.

My favourite thing was to go up to her and say “So in Jurassic Park…”, which always prompted an impromptu lecture about dinosaurs, what Jurassic Park (any of them) got wrong, and whatever else she was thinking about, which was always super interesting.

Last thing I learned about was heated Discord debates among her colleagues about dire wolves.

Not sure if this is your speed, but poetry might be a good choice - you wouldn’t be the first writer to produce short form poems because you don’t necessarily have the time for longer compositions.

They don’t need to be good - you can work on that part later, as you have time - they just need to exist.

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