People who proudly boast about how they never spend a dime on Epic Games, in their store, but has hundreds of free games to play with no intent to play them. Like, I don’t know who is supposed to be impressed by that. Not to mention, that’s not really a good method of protesting if you’re someone who hates Epic Games.
You’re still spending the time and effort, not to mention even bothering to have an account with them to begin with, to redeem free games that they give away. Who are you seriously trying to impress or what message are you trying to convey? Because all I see are contradictions and ironies.
This. So much this.
I happen to have a job that takes me to all corners of the world. And my coworkers are the same. But the amount of them who have spouses that barely see anything else in the world is baffling.
And I grew up on a dairy farm in rural scandinavia (“town” would be an exaggeration), and as much as I like having that as a background, I think I made the right choice when I started exploring the world just because I could. Of all the xenophobic shitheads I’ve met, what they’ve all had in common is that they barely move.
I’ve gone to interesting places for work. Also, Brussels.
Anyway, many of my coworkers just want to have food they’re familiar with and go as a group to do touristy stuff on the weekends … I like to get down in there on my own, and chat with locals, wander the parts where tourists don’t go, and eat different foods that I can’t get at home, party, and be someone else’s interesting story in return.
I really don’t understand the lack of curiosity over this sort of thing, or not having a desire to connect with people.
I think that initial fear keeps many people from trying, but once you try it you want to see more. I’ve only scratched the surface with a few countries, and already it’s just amazing how other people live. I think it’s stunning how people can assume that the way they were born inn that town and with those morals are the “right” way to live. If I was born in the exact same family but 5000 miles away, I would have been completely different, and who knows what “right” would have been.