Adulting is hard. Yes, no cell phones. No internet. No deliveries. No calls home to mama. No chicken tendies. We COULD arrange to have Depends delivered. At some point they will be completely surrounded by shit.  I am not wishing this on anyone, but what if one of these people is positive for Covid? Can you imagine what it will be like in that cramped space if that starts going around there? Ugly. Berrrry Ugreee