Do any of you get anxious seeing a photo like this now? I haven’t been to a bar or restaurant since February. Haven’t seen friends in person that I use to see 4 times a week. Haven’t dated, worked, or traveled since February. I see these photos and get a weirdly uncomfortable feeling, both because I would be terrified to be there but also because I feel like I’m missing out on life right now by being smart. Man what a weird year it’s been.
I find that photo utterly bizarre like some aliens landed on the planet and started socializing, but I won’t lie, slightly jelly
Rooftop bars are addicting and a natural aphrodisiac.
my employer just sent out an email asking if any hospitalists, ER docs, anesthesiologists and a few more wanted to work in ICUs as assistants to their ICU docs.
Market Street Pavillion Charleston?
It’s weird because just looking at the picture makes me super nervous, but at the same time I can also imagine that if I were actually there, surrounded by people who were acting like Covid didn’t exist, I would probably start to feel normal. (And then feel hella strange again as soon as I left). Rejoining society after all of this is going to be… interesting.
What kind of incentives are they offering, if any?
Do they need full stack programmers?
Typical $/hr we make at our regular job. Probably a good deal for the anesthesiologists. I’m guessing they aren’t getting as much work as they used to. Shit deal for me. I got lots of extra Er shifts available
I feel weird about having basically a lost year while some people are living totally normally, and I feel a little angry that a lot of them are getting away with it unscathed - particularly because they’re going to “I TOLD YOU SO,” the rest of us for the rest of our lives and because a lot of people being forced to be exposed who don’t want to be are getting pozzed.
But I feel less frustrated about the lost year now that we’re starting to come out of it and see light on the other side. I have no desire to be anywhere near a bar right now, though.
is that the westin in Sarasota?
My risk tolerance is a lot higher than most of the people on here, and I think I’ve been completely desensitized to the risk living in FL #1 OFB! This whole time.
Nah, it’s in West Palm
To be clear, I’m not in denial of the seriousness of the pandemic and I will never say I told you so. I have a different level of risk tolerance than most people around here. Case in point, I’m about to go hiking in the Everglades backcountry alone.
I know for me my main concern hasn’t been my own safety so much as the safety of the people around me. So my risk tolerance for myself is relatively high compared to some on this board but my risk tolerance for infecting and killing others is pretty low and as a result I have mostly sat at home for 9 months now. Now I have gone on two long camping trips and eaten outdoors in not too dissimilar settings from to your bar setting maybe 6 times so I am not judging you at all. I just think some people here (probably smarter than me and maybe for good reason) seem to have a primary level of defense that starts at not getting infected. If you do that you automatically accomplish keeping others safe. Having an icu nurse wife doesn’t afford me that luxury though and so I have just tried to keep those around me safe as I am sure you have.
I watch netflix and get freaked out by scenes of people tightly packed together or yelling in each others faces, etc. I’m not sure I’ll ever get back to “normal”.
Yeah, I wear masks everywhere and otherwise distance.
I do miss the people watching. Even when we eat outdoors we are pretty selective to go when it’s not busy and seat at the outermost table.
Yeah, I was a good distance away from the crowd, no one was close to me, and there was a strong breeze. It wasn’t like I was in the middle of a mosh pit. But, one of the things I found out during the pandemic is just how much my mental health benefits from being around others even if it’s just people watching. Until about July I was basically quarantined other than an occasional trip to get groceries and to go on hikes. In that time, so basically 4 months of relative isolation, I had a severe regression in my mental health. It was almost as bad as when I was first diagnosed with major depressive disorder. After a talk with my therapist and psychiatrist they both told me I had to get out more.so ever since then I’ve been going out more, and I’m a lot better. I’m lucky that I have a job where I work remotely and am not putting any coworkers at risk. I really don’t know what I’d do if I lived in a place that imposed more severe lockdowns.
You might think differently if one of your kids developed or had a mental illness greatly exasperated by the isolation and stress.