If you’ve ever been a victim of mosquitoes — and I don’t mean one or two bites, I mean chronic, consistent biting and suffering — one of the hardest parts of the experience is simply getting someone to believe your story.
They look at you like you’re a bratty kid when you ask to eat dinner inside, rather than on their mosquito-infested shitty urban “terrace.” They DEET-shame you every time bust out the Deep Woods bug spray and then force their homemade Eucalyptus essential oil on you.
They don’t get why you’re afraid of lakes at dusk or beaches near the equator or the entire state of Maine. Read more…
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