Lastnight, a lady in my dreams was bitching about her Amazon box being too big...

[Mister Obvious]

They shipped her small order in a big box and she was really mad...

She was saying, "This box is TOO BIG!!! I'm an OLD LADY!!! I can't even carry this box with TWO ARMS!!!"

I'm like WTF.

[Mister Obvious]

She was standing with the box up to her chest with both arms wrapped around it and she said, "I can't even carry this box to my chest with both arms."

[Mister Obvious]

She couldn't get her arms all the way around it and she was mad.

[Mister Obvious]

She reminded me of those old ladies at the grocery stores in Canada when you ask for plastic, and they look at you like you just murdered elevendy million people.

[Mister Obvious]

I'm serious...

The lady who looked at me like that changed my fucking life.

I bought reusable/cloth bags after that shit and everything.

I mean it took me like a year, but I did it cuz I just couldn't forget...

Like... that look. That fucking look though.

[Mister Obvious]

Shit seared me to my soul.

[zenba]

an older lady receiving a package from an aetherial space, concerned about her ability to carry it.

i'd interpret that as a subconscious baby dream...

[Mister Obvious]

Oooooo!!! I'm exciteddd!!!