Forty, 50 years ago in Portola Valley, there was a young skull full of mush who happened upon what he “thought” was a dead bat. It wasn’t dead, and when the Yute tried to pick it up, it bit him.
He had to go through the rabies injection protocol.
I keep my headphones on both ears, sometimes. Mostly in my back yard. Out in the world, at least one ear is not covered. Whatever I want to listen to, podcast, music, audio books, etc, will be there when I return to my back yard.
Whenever I see a bicyclist roaring around town with headphones on both ears, I wonder if they are the next recipient of a Darwin Award.
“Whenever I see a bicyclist roaring around town with headphones on both ears, I wonder if they are the next recipient of a Darwin Award.”
the city attorney in a nearby town did this and got hit by a car he couldn’t hear ... he was mangled so badly it took him a year to be semi-functional again ...