I went into a restaurant here in NYC a out 6 months ago after a long smoke session and was asked to scan a QR code to get the menu. Being too high to operate a phone I told then I didn’t have a phone and they insisted that was the only way to get a menu.
I promptly told them to fuck off and soon realized the only other place to eat for at least 2 blocks was a vegan burger shop. It turns out the vegan burger place had the most bangin burgers I’ve had in years, though that just may be the herb talking.
All in all a satisfying experience.
The TV thing, from what I’ve gathered, is normal in kids and lasts up until your 30s or somewhere around there. After that your ears just can’t pick up that pitch anymore.
I’d be happier probably dying for a cause I hate fir a couple of years rather than rotting in a military prison for the rest of eternity.