I hallucinated a werewolf and slammed on the brakes of an 8 ton military vehicle in rural Afghanistan, causing a patrol to go on alert for an attack.
Could be worse - a sleep-deprived navy crew crashed the USS McCain into a tanker
My brain switched yawning with moaning. Lets just say that wasn’t the proudest day of my adult work life
Was in a hotel. Hadn’t slept in a week. Woke up, leaned over to get out of bed. Still asleep, slipped crashed hard into sharp bed table corner. Even asleep, quick reflexes meant I didn’t cave my skull in. Instead, I found myself in a ball on the floor, my arm split open , entire forearm blue black and purple, gushing blood. Still have a scar from it 2 years later.
Spoon wet dog food into my coffee cup instead of my dog’s bowl.
In a similar vein, I was making coffee and my dogs food at the same time. Scooped coffee grounds on top of my dogs biscuits. Brain took a while to get in gear at what was wrong
I think we all just need more sleep and the 8 hour work day is unnatural.
It’s insane to me that the US has not moved past 1940s workers rights. The middle and lower class is being crushed, not to the same extent but it’s bad
It is very bad. We should seriously riot everywhere.
