No. A “sarcastic non-response” could be “Yesterday I was wearing only my underwear, and now I have $10 million that I didn’t have before. You figure it out, lunkhead!”
I can’t even imagine buying canned egg salad. I hate peeling boiled eggs, but I’d do it if I wanted egg salad.
This is me. I’m not a big fan of tuna sandwiches, but my sister likes it, and she makes it with sweet pickle relish (Del Monte brand only). I hate sweet pickles, too, so I’ll never eat it if she makes it like that. Occasionally, she’ll make it without the pickle (or sub kosher dills diced) so I can eat it.
A friend did a tarot reading for me when I was about 18. About ten years ago, I became aware that one of her predictions had surprisingly been accurate. Another friend talked me into going to a previous life regressioner, but she put herself under hypnosis instead of me, the subject. I could tell she was feeding off what I was telling her, so I felt it was a bust. Plus, it made me have a lot less trust in that friend’s opinions.
I attended my high school graduation. My friends and I were going out to celebrate immediately after, so it was fine. I did not attend my college commencement. It was UCLA, and there were thousands of us. I didn’t need the aggrevation. Heh, I could have done without my physical diploma since it was signed by Ronald Reagan.
20 feet isn’t very much. I’ve been within rock-throwing distance of bear and moose, but didn’t list them. We also drove very carefully through a bison herd in Yellowstone, I didn’t count that either.
I “tracked” gorillas in Bwindi National Park, Uganda, and I have a certificate from the park rangers to prove it. By “tracked”, I mean I followed a guide with an iPad-like device that showed him the locations of their tracking collars. He told us it was ok to get that close to them. I’m not sure it actually was ok, but he encouraged us to do so.
I also saw chimpanzees at a different wildlife park there, but I was probably over 20 feet away from them. But that was pretty much all vertical distance.
The chipmunks at Crater Lake are extremely bold. Not only did they come within feet of me, they kept trying to go in my backpack when I set it down next to me. I’m sure they’ve learned that humans keep food in backpacks.
I think at least some people would figure it out. And I could buy some underwear that looks mostly like a bathing suit, so I doubt I’d actually get arrested. And if it were one of my more usual days, the chances I’d get sunburn would be greater than the chances that anyone would see me; and for 10 million I’d be willing to risk the sunburn, and the chance of a neighbor coming by. A day with a doctor’s appointment and/or a batch or errands would be more risky, because they might well take it as indicating the onset of dementia. But the real problem is, what if it were a farmers’ market day? Showing up at market wearing only underwear wouldn’t just screw me up, it would screw up the market (while we might draw for a while some customers we wouldn’t otherwise, a lot of the vendors are Old Order Mennonite, and while they don’t blink at my mens’ cargo pants they might not be willing to be associated with an Underwear Market).
If the 20 feet is expanded to a hundred or two, I could add more species.
I’m a little surprised so few picked whale. Whale watching tours are pretty common. The last one I went on a humpback came right up to the boat and swam under it. It was probably ten feet below me as I looked over the side. The ship did what it was supposed to with a whale that close. It shut down and drifted until the whale moved away.
I’ve been on whale watching tours, and I have seen whales in the wild. But I don’t recall ever being within the requisite proximity to one to be able to select it in the poll. Same with dolphins and porpoises.
I cheated and counted the zebra at the wildlife center that was begging car-to-car*
My first husband and I were driving through Grand Canyon’s North Rim area, saw a deer, and stopped to take picture. The deer saw us, and put it’s head in the open window
Ditto. But 20 feet is pretty close. Maybe 40 feet?
I’ve also been fairly close to wild bears, but not 20’. Maybe 100’.
I have had to move away from seals, swimming in the ocean. Yeah, i probably was within 20’.
I’ve been quite close to bison, but I’m not sure it was really “in the wild”. I didn’t count that.
I was sad mink weren’t on the list, because I’ve been very close to wild mink.
Me, too, but not to wild elephants. Also, there were zebra and giraffes that wandered freely through our hotel grounds, and i got closer to them than was really wise. Maybe 5’ away.
I stopped the car near Banff to let a herd of wild sheep walk around us. I would have definitely counted that if it had been on the list.
My wild elephant encounter was from a boat trip (canoe): a magnificent bull elephant on the bank, us in the river. It may have been more than 20 feet but not much more!
I’ve been on three whale watching trips. On two the whales came right towards the boats and then dove underneath. Very close. On the other trip we saw a bunch of dolphins but no whales.
I’ve been near bison in their natural habitat but they were farm raised so not exactly nature.
I counted wild animals that were close to the car I was in. I also selected both “buffalo” and “bison” because they’re the same thing. I’m also counting my house and yard as “in the wild” when the animals are not ones I’ve invited in (I may well have been that close to mice in the forest, but the ones I’ve been eye to eye with were in my kitchen. I also checked “seal,” but it may have been a sea lion on the pier I was standing on. And I’ve been on a whale watching trip, but there were no whales that day. If chameleons had been on the list instead of (or in addition to) geckos and iguanas, I’d have that one; I’ve also been within sight of a komodo dragon in the wild, but there’s no way in hell I’d get that close to one. The bear was only about a foot away - right outside my family’s car door. We all laughed at my stepmother for reaching over and locking the door, but now that I’ve seen some footage of bears in parking lots, I applaud her quick thinking.
I had a similar experience with a coyote on California’s Route 1 just north of San Francisco. He didn’t stick his head in the window, but I could have reached down to pet him from the driver’s seat.