In the summer’s sweltering heat, Thomas Yardlong didn’t expect to spend countless days working from his condo with a broken air conditioner. It was tough enough having to do without the endless free snacks and espresso machines he was used to at the office before the pandemic.
His aircon was out, and repair companies wouldn’t be available to fix it for another week. In other words, the worst nightmare imaginable.
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Go for a run. Everybody’s doing it.
Literally, everybody on planet earth! Gone are the days of quiet, peaceful jogs listening to the birds and enjoying the solitude. Now, it’s all about getting in good with every group of desperate humans in need of exercise.
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They only come out at night. Clad in leather with long hair and makeup. Their music haunts your soul, and voices pierce your heart.
They’re rockers. And no one ever seems to fear them.
If I know one thing, we all need more to fear.
Rock musicians are clearly vampires. They are using their music to mesmerize you and concerts to lure you as their prey.
I advise approaching them with extreme caution.
With a documented history of vampire violence against innocents—hundreds, maybe even thousands of years of it—why aren’t we frightened?
Did you know that in 1863, in the village of Dekekuoi, Bulgaria, people were regularly attacked by a mob of young, possibly leather-wearing, sparkling vampires? They screamed outside of the villager’s homes and threw excrement at any pictures of religious figures.
Until an old witch (Baba Yaga?) decided she’d had enough and went to a local cemetery. She found the vampires’ graves and deduced that they must be escaping through holes in their tombstones. The witch sealed the holes, and vampires never gave the village of Dekekuoi trouble ever again.
This was a long time ago. Vampires have adapted. Learned how to blend in. Somewhat.
How often do you see a rock singer during the day? Their leather pants shining in the sun.
Rarely. Possibly never.
If you do, it might be just before a gig the group begrudgingly accepted in daylight hours to make some extra change.
They can’t hunt during the day. The gig had to be just for the money or they most certainly would have stayed in hiding.
If you go to a rock concert at night. Enjoy the performance, but don’t go backstage afterward.
Save a life. Watch the show and go home.
I mean, if vampires can walk among us and be left alone, how come it’s dangerous for everyone else who looks different? The majority of people in this world are not out to harm us. Vampires are, for sure!
Are vampires even real? Probably not.
So, what are we afraid of?
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