My mother’s house had one of these pleasant looking Razor Disposal Slots in a medicine cabinet. When we redid the bathroom there was just a pile of ancient rusty razor blades behind the wall.
Boomer era foresight. They probably dumped their used engine oil into holes in the back garden as well.
My own father takes a kind of “Oh well, I’m only gonna live another 10 or 20 years anyway” attitude toward…basically everything, from politics to the environment to roof repair.
It hasn’t occurred to him that it’s a pretty shitty thing to say to your son’s face. But it’s how they think.
My mother’s house had one of these pleasant looking Razor Disposal Slots in a medicine cabinet. When we redid the bathroom there was just a pile of ancient rusty razor blades behind the wall.
Boomer era foresight. They probably dumped their used engine oil into holes in the back garden as well.
My own father takes a kind of “Oh well, I’m only gonna live another 10 or 20 years anyway” attitude toward…basically everything, from politics to the environment to roof repair.
It hasn’t occurred to him that it’s a pretty shitty thing to say to your son’s face. But it’s how they think.