ok but true story, one time one of my former roommates went shopping because we were both out of shaving cream, and she brought back one each of men’s and women’s. She was SUPER APOLOGETIC because apparently that’s all they had left in the dinky small town store, and she wanted the women’s for herself (since she’d be taking it to school or something) and said would it be ok if I took the men’s?
it’s literally the same thing just not flower scented or some shit of course I don’t care gimme that manly blue can with the racecar stripes
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@corduroy-and-pocketwatches said: My money is still on “comforting and kindhearted ghost”. But whatever.
I wouldn’t be at all surprised, tbh
I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending that everything is ok only to realize that I don’t give a fuck who knows that everything is not ok.
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MOST RECENT:
Drink: coffee, made in my coldbrewer
Phone call: some government thing
Text: my friend, asking about dialogue for the show
Song you listened to: probably something from the Portal soundtrack
HAVE YOU EVER:
Dated someone twice: no
Been cheated on: I have my suspicions
Kissed someone and regretted it: I’m starting to
Lost someone special: it seems that way
Been depressed: quite often
Been drunk and thrown up: no, but I have thrown up because I drank too much. There’s a difference. I wasn’t actually drunk.
Made a new friend: yes
Fallen out of love: I’ve fallen out of infatuation
Laughed until you cried: a few times
Met someone who changed you: everyone does, in some way, I think
Found out who your true friends are: ha…yeah.
Found out someone was talking about you: seems like someone’s always talking about me!
Kissed anyone on your fb list: yep!
EXTRAS:
How many ppl from your fb list do you know irl: surprisingly few
Do you have any pets: a cat (Loki) and currently a spider I found in my bed.
Do you want to change your name: I’ve never felt like my name fits, but I don’t know what I’d change it to
What did you do for your last birthday: I think we went to Olive Garden
What time did you wake up today: sometime around 9
What were you doing last night at midnight: watching Bones and trying not to think about anxiety
Name something you can’t wait for: con season!
Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: yep! he’s very shy though
What’s getting on your nerves rn: people’s total lack of communication
Blood type: according to one particularly eloquent nurse, “appears human”
Nickname: Spark, Redstone, B, CC
Relationship status: single
Zodiac sign: Aries
Pronouns: anything but ma’am
Favorite tv shows: Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, Stargate Atlantis, classic Battlestar Galactica…etc. More modern stuff I watch is less favorite, but stuff like Bones, Fixer-Upper, Madam Secretary
Long or short hair: my hair is sort of medium, but I prefer it shorter…either way on other people
Height: 5′
Do you have a crush on someone: hmm…I think so, or I did. It’s complicated.
What do you like about yourself: I’ve gained a lot more self-respect and confidence than I used to have. I still have a long way to go, but I feel like I’ve made a surprising amount of progress in that area.
Right or left handed: right, sort of ambidextrous by necessity
First surgery: I had a nose job right after I was born, I think that counts
First best friend: the first one I remember is Amber, and she wound up possibly killing someone with a gun. I’m clearly an awesome judge of character.
First sport you joined: there were so many…that I tried…I don’t remember…ballet was when I was 5 but my teacher ran off to New Mexico. Gymnastics lasted a lot longer.
First vacation: maybe…florida when I was 18 months old? there was probably a trip or two before that, but that’s the first one I have any memories from
RIGHT NOW:
Eating: nothing
Drinking: nothing
Listening to: my air conditioner
WANT:
Kids: no. I am not a mom personality. I can’t provide any stability. Bad idea all around.
Get married: meh. I’d love to have a wedding but I just…don’t know. There are so many complications.
Career: hahahahahhahahhaaaaaaahahahahahahahaaaa
WHICH IS BETTER:
Lips or eyes: I feel like I need to see the person in question to judge this…
Hugs or kisses: I prefer kisses, romantically (I get kinda…claustrophobic in hugs sometimes)
Taller or shorter: I’m 5′ and I use a wheelchair. I’d have to date a hobbit to find someone shorter.
Older or younger: either, really depends on maturity
Romantic or spontaneous: spontaneous, if it’s tempered with responsibility
Sensitive or loud: sensitive
Hookup or relationship: either, as long as we’re up front about it either way
Troublemaker or hesitant: neither? I fulfill both roles there, don’t need two in this hypothetical relationship
HAVE YOU EVER:
Kissed a stranger: more or less?
Glasses/contacts: have I ever glasses/contacts? what question does that can mean?
Had sex on the first date: depends on what you consider the “first” date…
Broke someone’s heart: yep, I get involved with needy people and then of course I’m the first one to realize it’s not going to work, so I’ve got to be the adult and say no, which makes ME the bad guy and makes ME question myself.
Turned someone down: so many times, sometimes the same person
Cried when someone died: of course, usually strangers
Fallen for a friend: yep, it got me in trouble, too
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
Yourself: sometimes, though I sometimes think it’s more that I don’t give myself time to doubt, than that I actually believe
Miracles: after a fashion
Love at first sight: to a degree, I suppose, from an anthropology standpoint. More like, attraction at first sight.
Kissing on a first date: I believe it happens?
you don’t have to like how I’m living my life, but if it ruins your day, that is really your problem, not mine
I’m sitting alone in my trailer lounging on my sofa because fatigue and suddenly I feel this weight like a hand slowly, gently caressing the back of my head, through my hair, and sliding down to my neck and I’m just like…??? WHAT THE FUCK I’M ALONE IN HERE Then I turn around and it’s just my computer power cord adapter thingy sliding slowly off the shelf behind me.
I am not a shopping cart or a coat rack. I may have wheels, but that does not make me an inanimate object.
Stop. Disrespecting. Me.
Augh. Man, I’m sorry you’re treated that way. People suck.
I feel the same way about the stupid cashiers in the grocery store who see me bagging my own groceries with one functioning arm and they come over and start doing it for me. Most of my friends don’t understand why I get worked up about this, but not only is it dehumanizing, I do it myself because I have a particular way that I want my groceries organized and it would take too long for me to explain to another person! Efficiency is important to me, grr.
Oh geesh. The least they could do is ask first if you need help.
Really, people. Personal space. It’s a thing.
Exactly! I’m careful not to snap at them, because I know cashiers get rude customers for no reason all day long, but UGH that just drives me NUTS
Out of curiosity, what kind of behaviors do you run into the most commonly using your wheelchair where people are being rude without realizing it? I made a small organization at work where I train interested associates about the perspectives of people with disabilities, so we can all do better work for our disabled customers, and I’ve never needed to use a wheelchair so your input would be really helpful!
…though I would never have thought of someone moving a wheelchair without permission, really WTF, the chair is basically the person’s legs, you don’t touch it without asking, this seems obvious to me ><
Yeah, I try to be polite to sales associates. It’s the other customers I tend to get a little more noisy with. Especially when they try to move the chair. And they DO. How they justify that to themselves is beyond me.
Thanks for the feedback! I will definitely keep these things in mind when training associates how to better work with disabled customers.
There is a law in place that all store aisles must be at least three feet wide, and there must be at least three feet around bulk stacks and displays, to allow wheelchairs to maneuver… though I’m sure not all stores follow the law all the time.
You’re very welcome! I think what you’re doing is great, and I’d love to be as helpful as I can.
Yeah, I thought there was some kind of law about that. I guess the people out here don’t figure they have to worry about it being enforced. It sucks for me, but I guess it sucks more for the stores, since I buy less when I can’t get through (and I doubt I’m the only one). There’s one store in town that is a chain store, and it’s barely navigable on foot, the aisles are always so full of stuff.
I am not a shopping cart or a coat rack. I may have wheels, but that does not make me an inanimate object.
Stop. Disrespecting. Me.
Augh. Man, I’m sorry you’re treated that way. People suck.
I feel the same way about the stupid cashiers in the grocery store who see me bagging my own groceries with one functioning arm and they come over and start doing it for me. Most of my friends don’t understand why I get worked up about this, but not only is it dehumanizing, I do it myself because I have a particular way that I want my groceries organized and it would take too long for me to explain to another person! Efficiency is important to me, grr.
Oh geesh. The least they could do is ask first if you need help.
Really, people. Personal space. It’s a thing.
Exactly! I’m careful not to snap at them, because I know cashiers get rude customers for no reason all day long, but UGH that just drives me NUTS
Out of curiosity, what kind of behaviors do you run into the most commonly using your wheelchair where people are being rude without realizing it? I made a small organization at work where I train interested associates about the perspectives of people with disabilities, so we can all do better work for our disabled customers, and I’ve never needed to use a wheelchair so your input would be really helpful!
…though I would never have thought of someone moving a wheelchair without permission, really WTF, the chair is basically the person’s legs, you don’t touch it without asking, this seems obvious to me ><
Yeah, I try to be polite to sales associates. It’s the other customers I tend to get a little more noisy with. Especially when they try to move the chair. And they DO. How they justify that to themselves is beyond me.
Input…well, let me think…
One big thing is being treated like an obstacle instead of a person. I know that I’m moving slow. I’m a fast walker, on days when I can. On days when I can’t, I can barely manage a wheelchair. It really helps if I have a somewhat wide berth and not a ton of people crowding around me acting like I’m going 30 under the speed limit. I need space to move.
I LOVE wide store aisles. Narrow ones, I tend to get stuck trying to move through them. I was in one today that I couldn’t even properly shop in and skipped half the store because there was no way on this earth my chair was going to fit. Or if it did, there was absolutely no way it was going to be able to get out. I take chances with the chair, but there are places even I won’t go. Also, if an aisle is badly lit, I avoid it probably even more than I would if I were walking. I hate knocking over displays. It’s really embarrassing!
I tend to buy more stuff at waist-high shelving because that’s at my wheelchair eye-level and I know it’s within reach. I always appreciate it when people do things like ask if I need assistance reaching something from the top shelf, if I’m shakily leaning on on arm, reaching upward, definitely about to drop thirty jars of peanut butter on my head. I don’t always have someone assisting me with my shopping, and I don’t always need it, but occasionally a helping hand is really awesome and makes my day. It also saves on peanut butter spills.
There’s the little matter of the only wheelchair-accessible bathroom stall always being filled, usually by a store associate taking their smartphone break. It’s difficult enough just to maneuver into bathrooms, but then to have to wait, usually blocking the way for other people…yikes. I realize that sometimes all of the other stalls are full, but the chair only goes into the handicap accessible stall. (this goes double for the moms who absolutely have to bring their eight kids into the stall with them, which is traditionally where the diaper changing table is for some godforsaken reason. THEY CAN NOT ALL NEED THEIR DIAPER CHANGED.)
Little things, getting constantly bumped into, reached over, stepped over, and having things dropped on me, people running into me, the occasional stare/glare combination designed to make me feel like wasted space. At the checkout, sometimes the cashier looks around for my “handler” when it comes time to pay, like I need a responsible adult around to make sure I’m not buying too much candy or trying to use silly money.
Doors are also a thing. I don’t know if it’s a problem where you live, but here, we have a door problem. There are no automatic doors, and I’ve only seen one push-button style door. It was on the other side of a regular door, so that the person going through would have to first go through the regular door, and then they could use the “handicap accessible” push-button one. Which makes absolutely no sense. There are also doors on freezers, bathrooms, bathroom stalls. I don’t know if it helps to know that, but things that are no big deal when you’re not in a chair become major puzzles or sometimes outright impossible when you’re in one.
I’m lucky enough that I can sometimes stand up and move a little, and I’m not completely reliant on the chair. I know some people are, and I have no idea how they do it without henchmen to assist with the groceries and provide bodyguard services.
I am not a shopping cart or a coat rack. I may have wheels, but that does not make me an inanimate object.
Stop. Disrespecting. Me.
Augh. Man, I’m sorry you’re treated that way. People suck.
I feel the same way about the stupid cashiers in the grocery store who see me bagging my own groceries with one functioning arm and they come over and start doing it for me. Most of my friends don’t understand why I get worked up about this, but not only is it dehumanizing, I do it myself because I have a particular way that I want my groceries organized and it would take too long for me to explain to another person! Efficiency is important to me, grr.
Oh geesh. The least they could do is ask first if you need help.
Really, people. Personal space. It’s a thing.
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