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I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money.
This happened to me, too. A woman had used WIC for the majority of her stuff (which I say from personal experience is such a long and embarrassing process) and to buy the remainder of her groceries, which included diapers and wipes, she used a card, and it got declined. I bought the other $30 of her groceries because hey, I’ve been there, and now I’m not. She was extremely emotional and began to cry and even hugged me. My mom called me on the drive home and could tell I had been crying myself, asked what was wrong, and when I told her what happened, she berated me for being “duped.” I couldn’t believe she could be so disappointed in one of her children for doing something- nice? Is that the hill you want to die on? Getting mad about people needing groceries?
I once paid for a woman’s bill at the vet…it wasn’t a big one, but she was trying to pay for some medication for her dog, and her card was declined. And her lip started trembling, and she says “I don’t get paid until Tuesday, would he be ok until then?”
So I just told them to add the $20 something onto my bill, and I thought she was going to break down crying right there.
And I don’t care if it was a scam or not. Just do nice things for people sometimes.
So this has happened to me but from the other side. Several years ago when my oldest was around three or so, I had my debit card decline at Walmart. It wasn’t a scam or a mistake, I was genuinely broke. Out of money. I checked my bank and discovered I had something like 7 dollars left to my name and a hungry kid and nothing to eat at home. So I sat there trying to come up with the best way to stretch that tiny amount of money to feed my kid. Not even to feed me. I can live on popcorn or something if I have to but my kid was three and he had to eat. So there I am trying really hard not to cry while I slowly take things out of my basket to get it down to under 7 bucks, when a lady tapped me on the shoulder. I looked up and she smiled at me and started putting the things back in my cart. I opened my mouth to tell her that I didn’t have the money for them but she stopped me right away and said “Don’t worry about it. It’s gonna be fine.” Then she handed the cashier her credit card and said “Ring up all of it.” My kid got to eat because of her. I got to eat because of her. I had laundry soap and deodorant because of her. She could’ve just ignored me silently struggling in that line. She could’ve decided I was a scam and gone home feeling good about avoiding being duped. But instead she chose to help me and she saved us. So maybe the person struggling in front of you is trying to put one over on you or maybe they are just sad and broke and trying to figure out what to do. You get to decide which you want to believe and what you want to do. But I’ll tell y’all, no one has ever been more beautiful to me than that lady in that line who saved me and my baby. Be like her. Be beautiful.
No one asked, but I'm going to explain it anyway.
Roadside Oddities (RO for short) is a project I've been thinking about for a while. I'll make a post about the characters later this week, but for now, I'll talk a little about the MacGuffin of the story.
Roadside Oddities is a site and a Podcast owned by the main character of the story, Alika. They keep track of his mystery-seeking adventures on the road, but in very different ways.
Roadside Oddities is a site and a Podcast owned by the main character of the story, Alika. They keep track of his mystery seeking adventures on the road even if in different ways.
The site is an occult-enthusiast guide. Heavly inspired by Atlas Obscura. It's Alika's main source of income as he often collab with local small businesses to advertise odd courses or promote tourism in usually forgotten cities on the map.
He's also writing a book about the most extraordinary places on the East Coast, but God knows when it'll see the light of day.
A podcast about the world's most strange, mysterious, and wondrous places. Alika Diamandis crosses the United States by road since 2020 and is still creating the definitive occult-enthusiast guide on his homonymous website. Here, you'll face unbelievable events and meet fascinating people. You'll hear about mysterious lights in the night sky, wendingos, and small towns' unsolved cases.
On the other side, Alika's podcast sounds almost like fiction. His listeners often debate whether the stories in it are real or not. Alika never gave them a straight answer on the topic.
The podcast follows uncanny adventures that never made it to the site and are always narrated by Alika in first person. Rarely he adds some recordings from the people involved, but even here, listeners are not sure they are legit recordings or someone reading a script.
With some delightful, eerie, and supernatural vibes, Roadside Oddities will keep you with your headphone on from the first minute to the last.
The podcast follows adventures so uncanny they never made it to the site and are always narrated by Alika in first person. Rarely he adds some recording from the people involved but even here listeneres are not sure they are legit recordings or someone reading a script.
With some delightful uncanny and supernatural vibes, Roadside Oddities will keep you with your headphone on from the first minute to the last.
Last but not least, Alika has IG/TikTok and sometimes goes live while exploring.
I'll try my best to implement all the most interesting aspects in my gameplay and to post more or less regularly!
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Mischaracterization in fics is annoying and can sometimes make me be like “he would not say that” EXCEPT when I do it. he would say that because I am holding him at gunpoint to do so
The story I am telling you could be fictional or actual events. I won't impose a personal view on those who will find themselves listening to it, and I will narrate it with the appropriate filters, albeit taking the liberty of not telling you when and how I'll use them.
For those who are listening to this podcast for the first time: my name is Alika Diamandis. For the past two years, I have been traveling around the United States following the wave of urban legends. My latest research has taken me all the way to StrangerVille. A charming town where citizens are slowly losing their minds. Local news reports are talking about polluted water and a micro pandemic coming from horses. Could this really be the case? As always, nothing will stop me from finding out.
In just one month, ten people lost control. No medication had had any effect. Somewhat problematic given that the symptoms everyone indiscriminately had experienced up to that point was characterized by bursts of blind violence and muteness. The local police always intervened promptly but not enough to prevent photos and whispers among the citizens.
Chatting with the person behind the Instagram post, they assured me several times that the news reports were covering up everything. Words that had the flavor of conspiracy but which, for some reason, I decided not to ignore.
The "pandemic" made it incredibly cumbersome to be able to set foot in the city. At the entrance, I had to present a certificate with all my vaccines and sign a very annoying sheet full of stipulations in which, in case of illness, I would have to accept hospitalization. Bureaucratic idiocies to season media idiocies. Having passed this initial hurdle, I cannot say my first day in Strangerville was kissed by lady luck. Not that I expected otherwise given the situation.
Arriving at my new temporary home, a downtown motel visible all the way to Mars thanks to the gargantuan neon flamingos on the roof, I took a few hours to rest from the journey to StrangerVille.
The very moment I left the room, was also the moment I slammed my face against the reality of the city. Right in front of my door, lit by the early morning light, was a motionless young woman. The smile she gave me was distorted and painful to look at, her eyes wide and lifeless.
"G-good morning."
Over the years, I had been confronted with the most unusual oddities, but I must admit that this was one of those times when my blood froze. Oppressive and dangerous vibrations were coming from the woman. Rarely has my sixth sense gone on alert so suddenly and so vehemently.
Even more disturbing, no response came from the woman. She stood watching me like I didn't talk; I wasn't even sure she was breathing.
"I'm- Uhm… I'm going. Okay?" I said in a feeble, deliberately soft voice, closing the door behind me. I tried to walk around her to leave, but in the time of a blink, I felt my wrist clenched between five icy fingers that were definitely stronger than I would have expected.
"e҉҉m҉҉b҉҉r҉҉a҉҉c҉҉e҉҉ ҉҉h҉҉e҉҉r҉҉ ҉҉b҉҉e҉҉a҉҉u҉҉t҉҉y҉҉." Her voice was distant and atonal. Terrifying.
"Maybe another time, how about that? Now I'm really, really in a hurry you know…" As useless as I supposed speaking was, I still tried to slip away with words. The grip on her wrist was so firm that I thought I would have to dislodge her fingers to free me.
However, luck decided to assist me. For no reason at all, the woman let me go. She did not stop staring at me, and her presence became so oppressive that it made me nauseous, but she left me time to run down the fire escape and head to the historic part of town.
My first stop was the Strangerville Information Center. Over time I learned that the smaller the town, the more accurate the information available about its history. It is easier to find an article dating back to the 1920s in a small town than in Los Angeles.
Getting myself a library card was relatively easy, and the woman at the counter proved to be incredibly polite despite my out-of-town appearance. A lady in her 40s more than happy to see how "not all young people rely on the Internet for their research".
I deliberately avoided saying that this research is to construct a case to be featured on my internet podcast, but I think it is one of those cases where it can be called a white omission.
After several hours of sifting through old newspaper articles, I discovered that one of the possible leads was much more recent than I could have imagined.
The Military arrives in StrangerVille! Residents rejoice as a new base opens after the one near the crater was suddenly shut down. The City Council welcomes the opportunity of new jobs for the struggling town.
Before looking for new leads, it was time for me to chat with Strangerville residents about the sudden closure of the old military base. This could be a blunder, but my sixth sense dictates that I give this sinister turn of events a chance.
With full and heavy hearts, we want to share with you all that Shatzi Weisberger, The People's Bubbie, 92-year-old antizionist Jew, lesbian, abolitionist, nurse, and lifelong organizer died last night.
We love you so much, Shatzi. We'll keep fighting like hell in your honor. ❤️
(via peoplesbubbie on twitter)
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