Jimmi
So, life was going well. I had a decent job in electronic design in an eastern Ontario company. I lived in the west end of the city in a small house that I had the good fortune of owning, well, with the help of a mortgage of course. I was 25 yrs old, and a reasonably fit (and recently) single male. Then COVID hit, the closures came, and the company went to a Work from Home format, with only "essential workers" allowed to work on premises. I was good with "Not" being essential, as my...