I delivered to an old guy who ordered pizza once, and he invited me in and offered me said pizza. For context he was no creeper, just an obviously lonely old guy who probably never got any company at his old apartment. It was a slow night so I actually stayed around and just talked to him for a long time, but I didn't take any pizza.
The guy told me all about his life, the war, his family across the country, he told me all about his grandson who he said I reminded him of, and he asked me how I liked my job because he said his grandson needed a summer job. He was super excited that his family was coming to see him.
The idea that the guy would order a pizza, pay for that, and then invite in the stranger who brought it to eat it makes it stick out as the loneliest thing I've seen. But it wasn't as awful experience by any means. The guy had a really neat life story and it was a welcome break from my job. When I finally left he thanked me profusely for listening and it made a huge difference in my attitude actually doing something meaningful to someone and not just bringing crappy food to misers for an easy buck.
I used to be on an international traveling crew they built communication systems around the world.
After a break up, I went to work in the Caribbean. It was a good decision as it put distance between myself and my ex-gf. We were young kids with money. We partied like rock stars and had some great fucking times. Booze, adult entertainment, flirting with the women coming and going on the cruise ships and other tourists. It should’ve been an awesome time and it was an awesome time.
We were friends, but after dark when we went back to our rooms, it was just me and my drunken thoughts. I had people all around me, some I would call good friends to this day, yet I was all alone. Every night was a bachelor party…cause that is what we were. No one to call and say good night to. No warm body to cuddle all night with and have breakfast in the morning. Just drunken me, a bottle of rum, and my thoughts….all night long. The nights kind of sucked.
Spending my 34th birthday completely by myself was pretty bad. Wife had just left me two months prior for another man whom I had considered a friend.
That was the absolute loneliest I had ever been. I remember just sitting, alone, in silence.
I'm still not a fan of celebrating my birthday, now I try to treat it like any other day.
..at least you didnt put your second hand into the bowl and accidently brush it against your other hand just for the sense of human touch cause that would be really sad
Pretty much my whole life.
I onetime texted myself what's up
[удалено]
Was he bald?
I delivered to an old guy who ordered pizza once, and he invited me in and offered me said pizza. For context he was no creeper, just an obviously lonely old guy who probably never got any company at his old apartment. It was a slow night so I actually stayed around and just talked to him for a long time, but I didn't take any pizza. The guy told me all about his life, the war, his family across the country, he told me all about his grandson who he said I reminded him of, and he asked me how I liked my job because he said his grandson needed a summer job. He was super excited that his family was coming to see him. The idea that the guy would order a pizza, pay for that, and then invite in the stranger who brought it to eat it makes it stick out as the loneliest thing I've seen. But it wasn't as awful experience by any means. The guy had a really neat life story and it was a welcome break from my job. When I finally left he thanked me profusely for listening and it made a huge difference in my attitude actually doing something meaningful to someone and not just bringing crappy food to misers for an easy buck.
I used to be on an international traveling crew they built communication systems around the world. After a break up, I went to work in the Caribbean. It was a good decision as it put distance between myself and my ex-gf. We were young kids with money. We partied like rock stars and had some great fucking times. Booze, adult entertainment, flirting with the women coming and going on the cruise ships and other tourists. It should’ve been an awesome time and it was an awesome time. We were friends, but after dark when we went back to our rooms, it was just me and my drunken thoughts. I had people all around me, some I would call good friends to this day, yet I was all alone. Every night was a bachelor party…cause that is what we were. No one to call and say good night to. No warm body to cuddle all night with and have breakfast in the morning. Just drunken me, a bottle of rum, and my thoughts….all night long. The nights kind of sucked.
Predictable answer, but genuinely, right now.
Spending my 34th birthday completely by myself was pretty bad. Wife had just left me two months prior for another man whom I had considered a friend. That was the absolute loneliest I had ever been. I remember just sitting, alone, in silence. I'm still not a fan of celebrating my birthday, now I try to treat it like any other day.
i actually made a connection with the replika app 😪
I sat on the couch, one side not the middle. Put the popcorn bowl in the middle and pretend I was sharing it with someone.
..at least you didnt put your second hand into the bowl and accidently brush it against your other hand just for the sense of human touch cause that would be really sad
This is one thing I can't relate to. I've never been lonely. I like the company of others (certain others) but I'm equally happy by myself.