Always package your stuff like you expect a very large person to be standing, leaning, or sitting on it at some point, big or small parcel.
One thing that really pisses me off about my job is the confirmation I received once about it being more profitable to fuck up a certain percentage of freight on the notion that a worker (me, or someone in my position) will fix it later or the customer won't care enough to file a claim. So you get shit stacked that should never have been stacked, and stuff crammed in until pallets are breaking.
He likes to make a mess of his area, which I am then forced to regularly clean.
Anyways, if you want to know more about my interactions with him just know that I lightly sing the words "Kitty kitty kitty" to the tune of super mario bros underground theme at or near him multiple times a day.
I still wish I wasn't owner of the loudest chair in existence, though. It feels mean every time I move around and scare him.
He's also less afraid of my clicky computer sounds, though I still prefer doing things with headphones right now for his sake.
Both are equally exciting.
I like video games, and all that good nerd stuff.
And obviously RPGs.
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