We women, with our lady brains, were the ones who ate the apple and got us all kicked out of paradise for ever.
We women, with our lady brains, were the ones who ate the apple and got us all kicked out of paradise for ever.
I think it’s high time white people (myself included) just say “I’m racist”.
Not related to food, but when I worked in a gift shop, my absolute favourite customer was Mr. Kelly. He was charming and we would spend quite a lot of time chatting with him when it was quiet and he could escape from his assisted living home.
My mother and I were having lunch one day when I told her a story about a terrible old man I had recently worked with. He was mean to everyone. His kids, the staff at the retirement facility, passers by - everyone. I wondered aloud what makes people behave like that toward others.
When I worked at Best Buy like 10 years ago in Loss Prevention, we would announce a Code 6 over the loudspeakers to whichever department the bogey in question was in. All associates who weren’t dealing with customers were supposed to stop what they were doing and go to that department and immediately greet every guest…
We used to start taking about what we were having for the next meal - lunch or dinner. If we suspected a shoplifter, the person closest to the suspect would be asked if they wanted 'pizza' with a significant side eye. Hardly obvious at all - duh.
Make no mistake - if you’re in a Disney establishment and you hear someone refer to you as a “customer”, they think you’re stealing. (They use “guest” otherwise, and someone calling you a customer is never an accident.)
This is the dumbest dismissal of a woman’s experience I’ve read in a while.
If you’ll read the other comments on this post so far, you’ll see how real this is for all women. Street harassment isn’t flattering, and sharing your experiences with it isn’t bragging. If you’re a woman, it’s happened to you, and if it’s happened to you, you know it’s degrading, disenfranchising and anything but…
I have it on good authority that it is (or was) variations of “Nick” at the Anthropologie (on 5th around 15th, at least).
This has been a subject that has fascinated me for a long, long time. Unfortunately, I’ve only had second (probably third) hand stories about some relative on my mother’s side of the family telling stories about the end days of slavery; the usual “Hey, why’s this white guy holding Grandma...huh. They look…
Yes! It would only last you a few days but I think this is a good commute novel.
Thanks, DM me and I’ll give you my address so you can forward the extra $1,000 for each way every time I fly.
Flagged them instead. It’s a form of hate speech to deny blatant racism is at work. It has the same smell as holocaust denial: racist propaganda.
Completely agree. It might have taken her longer to achieve her goals with the NAACP as a white woman but she obviously has the ability to. She skipped the hard work and jumped right to lying her ass off. I read some of the tweets she made after the Michael Brown shooting believing that the groups that came to be…
This is a point that all of these people so gassed about her “good” works continue to miss.
I just use cheap red or orange eyeshadow/blush applied with a tiny brush. MAC had a brow powder for redheads when a friend brought me in to be a model for an interview, but I couldn’t stomach spending that much on it.
See, if I was a dude, I wouldn’t even have said “I don’t have any proof.” I would have been like, “Numerous studies from highly reliable sources have shown that men face less severe consequences than women when they get caught bullshitting at work.” And then someone would have been like, “What studies?” And I would…
I’d imagine a good parent would tell them something like “I know you don’t want to do this anymore, but a contract is like a promise. They would be disappointed if you didn’t keep your promise, and it would hurt their feelings. After this though, you can certainly choose not to do anymore” or whatever age appropriate…
Looooove Santa Cruz and the boardwalk is pretty good when you want some kitsch. If you’re looking for a less nutso experience, the next beach over is usually less crowded and you can still hear the screams from the rides at the boardwalk.