Kita loves tanning. Her parents want her to focus on her education and not get a job. They’re paying for her to go to college and have her on an allowance. Her mom even gives her extra money to pay for better groceries so she maintains her health. I offered her a job here when we lost Summer. (See: Sun Stories: Summer – Summer is Slipping Away) She said she would LOVE to work at this salon but she’d have to see. I’m assuming she has to check with the parents. I gave her what her schedule would be and that she’d be getting FREE tanning. She said she’d think about it. Thing is, if she did start to work here she’d be work shifts opposite of me, so I’d never see her. Kinda sucks.
I didn’t think she’d be able to work here, but lately she seems more interested in making it happen. But if she works here and can tan for free will she tan every day? (See: Kita – 2017 to Present – Addicted to Tanning?) I need to do some more research.
Now that the general populace is more aware of how wonderful and beneficial prolonged exposure to UV rays is (if you’re a developing malignant melanoma), tanning salons aren’t quite as popular as they once were. And yet there are somehow still plenty of people who regularly strip down, put on those weird tiny glasses, and go under the lamps. Why do they still engage in an activity that’s so objectively self-destructive? Well, a lot of the time, according to research, it’s because they’re sad drunks and/or junkies.
It’s unclear what motivated the eggheads at Yale to study the self-destructive tendencies of orange people (it’s not like that has any relevance to, say, world peace or anything), but this they did, only to reach the conclusion that those who display a “tanning dependence” are also prone to other forms of addiction. Like a sixfold tendency toward alcoholism, and a five times greater chance of having an accompanying “exercise addiction.”
Plus, it stands to reason that people who pay money to climb into a contraption which provides fake sunlight are also three times as likely to suffer from seasonal affective disorder (which, with the initials S.A.D., enjoys the most convenient acronym in psychiatric history).
Yes, pointing out that people with addictive tendencies tend to be addicted to more than one thing may not be the most revolutionary discovery made so far this century. The hope, however, is that the findings will help spur the development of inventions that might help those who are compelled to overdo their UV exposure to the point where they look like a vintage purse golem before they’re devoured by skin cancers. What kind of inventions? Only time will tell. Hopefully not a machine where you stuff in coins, pull on a lever, and hope various fruits line up the right way. Or anything to do with starting nuclear conflicts.
I don’t want cute little Kita to get destroyed from tanning! What’ll I do?
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