It's alright. His 'Jesus' tattoo will protect him. (assuming I'm remembering correctly)

One of my coworker's said Halloween trick-or-treating was yesterday for his town. YESTERDAY. They're already moving it around to make it more convenient.... let's just leave the official date alone.

No, awareness has not set in about 'retarded'. I am currently giving several Jezzie affiliates the side-eye and remembering why I no longer comment on any of their articles. If you really want to stir up some shit, try to explain to someone on Gizmodo why using retard as a slur or calling the disabled incompetent is…

Brilliant campaign, but I can't get behind the kimono one. It seems to me to be a difference between dressing as a group of people (black, Arab, Indian, etc) and dressing as a specific thing. Obviously tact also has to factor in (see: terrorist costume wtfery) and there's some stuff that's just not appropriate, but…

Very good point, thank you. Some great comments from everyone really. I've never been that good at distinguishing when someone might have ADD, Aspergers, or the other things mentioned, so I'll try to keep that in mind and not automatically make assumptions off that one trait. (while still being safe, of course) The…

What about staring? The people that set off my internal alarm bells usually just... stare at people. Gives me the creeps just thinking about it.

Well. My unworthiness appears to be a new development. Guess that hoity-toity degree didn't pan out as well as I had hoped.

My friends all practice giving up seats and holding doors. I've never been more proud of them when a family with young children walked into a crowded restaurant and the benches in the waiting area vacated as every man (and a good number of the women) jumped to their feet to offer their spot to the mother. She was…

I think we were at a restaurant.

I learned this in college. I thought my roommate was crazy when she grabbed my napkin and sprinkled salt all over it one day.

I need to go visit these collector Barbie pages now, once I get home from work.

Well, that's what she gets for straightening her hair. You know we can't tell you people apart unless one person is sporting an afro and the other isn't. Jeez.

Nice idea, I like it. I've got a number of things that I've been hanging on to because they're not worth reselling but I can't quite bring myself to throw out. The neighbor's kid has gotten a couple things from me already. I like the whole 'it's on the curb, just come pick it up' as well. No letting people into…

I was bullied at my first workplace. I had interned there and was aggressively recruited. However, in-between the time I got my offer and graduated from college I got an adult-onset disorder. Everything went bad after that. I'd go home from work and cry every day. There was one guy in particular that was really…

I am terrified of being in water where I cannot see the bottom. Doesn't matter if it's a deep swimming pool, a shallow but murky pond, or the ocean - I get seriously freaked out. I don't go swimming much as a result. Does anyone else have this happen? I feel like a crazy person when I have to explain why I don't…

I am right there with you. Tattoos are a wonderful form of expression and so many people have amazing stories behind them. I'm very glad my tattoo artist insisted I draw mine out myself first, because now when I look at it I know I had a hand in its creation. It can be such a personal thing, and for me, since I…

I'd love to see her reaction when my coworker walked by in dress pants, button-up shirt, and a tattoo of a knife on his bicep. Or overheard the other coworker who was talking about how he tried to talk his wife into getting a tattoo on her ankle the other day.

Calculus had my love in highschool, but geometry was a close second. The teacher had us concoct a 'clever' way to present the various geometric shapes so I wrote a short story about one of the Greek gods stealing all the god's dice (conveniently in the shape of the stuff we were learning about) and the rest of the…

I blame Rainbow Brite for my tattoo. That star on her cheek? It all started there. Now I've marred my body for life.

If this doesn't result in a society-wide banishment I'm going to be appalled. Even that doesn't seem like enough. All the people I've fought have been respectful enough to dial it back a notch to avoid abusing someone that isn't up to their level. Then I got this disability and the way they've handled that has been…