shoutout to people working weekends and overnights and overtime, people working in hospitality and retail and food service, who are sacrificing time with their loved ones, so fuckers with weekday desk jobs get to live comfortably with the amenities we provide while simultaneously shitting all over us for not getting “real jobs”
Today I got “talked to” by my boss, saying that I was in trouble because two weeks ago when I found out my abusive ex worked there, I asked one of the cooks to walk out to my car with me (we got out at the same time) so I got written up for walking to my car with someone. I got…
Go girl! No one should have to put up with that!
When a guy is trying to tell me what to do to be more attractive to men
i feel really down tonight and i keep thinking of all the things that could be different
don’t understand why i have to be like this when there are loads of other normal girls
Been there, it sucks. When I get down I find that RuPaul’s Drag race, and Beyonce (***flawless, in particular) helps me. Also, remember your genes make you closer to an x-men than they’ll ever be, lol!
Why I Stopped Watching Wilfred
Initially, I enjoyed Wilfred. I like Elijah Wood, the writing was funny, and irreverent. It was reminiscent of an adult Calvin and Hobbes (which I love). I soon lost interest, I didn’t know why until a co-worker asked me if I watched it.
"I stopped really watching after they made the inference that girls that have turner syndrome are disgusting." I replied. I hadn’t examined why I lost interest - until I said that. Should I really surprised or mad? After all the show is irreverent, nothing safe from it’s brand of weird humor.
The exchange lasts maybe a two seconds. In the episode Wilfred is playing mind games with Ryan, and has him convinced something is wrong with his attractive female owner. Ryan shows up, all paranoid offering theories, one of them being Turner syndrome, Wilfred recoils in disgust. That’s when the show lost me, like a subconscious switch flipped in my mind. I just couldn’t to get into the show again.
As if girls with Turner Syndrome already don’t feel awkward enough. We Deal with invasive (and often tactless) specialist. We regularly endure uncomfortable conversations explaining this condition to friends, loved ones, and potential partners. People have little understanding of Turner’s, because it is rare, and has little visibility. Many of us are self conscious about it, and explaining Turner’s to others often leads to divulging personal and awkward medical info. For many people that Wilfred moment will be the only interaction (and context) that they have regarding Turner syndrome. How will that person react when they meet me, or someone else with it? People are informed by media. So, sending the message that we are repulsive freaks - not cool.