When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
When the automatisms you acquired during your job are invading your private life.
When i was an intern in a big store, i had to fight against the reflex of storing the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
As a boilermaker, I can’t not go anywhere and not inspect the quality of welds, I see spatter and undercut and I’m like, who the fuck let that out of the shop
Yep. Welder in a previous life, and can’t go to travelling fun fairs without casting an eye over the rides.
That seems like a great way to never ride anything again ever…
That seems like a useful skill.