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Because we’re old now man, we always perceived being drafted as a thing that happened in your 20s like it worked for our parents during Vietnam.
Because we’re old now man, we always perceived being drafted as a thing that happened in your 20s like it worked for our parents during Vietnam.
Man, I found this weirdly satisfying: “But just as the judge neared the end of his sentence, Trump abruptly stood up—apparently thinking the day was over. Immediately, Merchan turned his face to the former president and said in a firm voice: ‘Sir, can you please have a seat.’ His long, black robes dangled from beneath his right hand as he waved it down, like a man addressing his dog. It wasn’t a question. Without hesitation, Trump went and plopped straight back down into his maroon leather chair at the defense table—and remained for another minute, fuming as the judge gathered his paperwork and strolled toward his chambers.”
That sounds like poor storage and containment procedures. You contacted OSHA about the incident, right?