One of the most memorable interactions was Saturday. Into our booth strolls a small family, tempted by free samples of freshly brewed tea. We chatter and give them the spiel, that the tea is character merch and we’re a cozy health-based app called Forage Friends.
The young girl zeroes in on our pride pins.
“They have my pin!” She says excitedly. “They have my flag!”
The dad blinks. He is surprised, but also calm and positive when he sees it’s the lesbian flag. “Oh. That’s… different from what you told me.”
“That was months ago, dad.” And she rolls her eyes. Definitely a teenager.
I turn to him and say, “Yeah, dad.” And we share a little laugh about it.
He says, “No, it’s great. That’s amazing, honey. It was just news to me.”
“Well, I guess I just decided to stop lying to myself. About liking guys. Like right now.”
A little lesbian just came out to her dad and he was super cool about it.
I’m standing there in my tie-dye mask and my cheery blue apron pouring tea and making small talk and I’m trying really hard not to cry or compare it to my experience, the fire & brimstone, the disgust, the conditional acceptance as long as I never bring it up.
So as this beautiful bonding is going on, the girl’s even younger brother turns his gaze around. He’s in a snorlax hoodie and bored and wants to go look at the swords across the hall. But on the other side of our booth….
“WHY DO PEOPLE DRAW THAT?” He asks loudly, and we all turn to our neighboring booth.
Our neighbors were extremely lovely people. Every time we had a break we would talk, and we became good friends over the weekend. They kept apologizing that their booth was next to ours and we kept repeating that it was totally fine. Their booth was great. I even bought their merchandise.
The thing that was so contentious, that they felt the need to apologize for, was that they were selling explicit titty hentai stickers of popular characters. They were censored with little yellow R18 labels but the content was very clear.
So back to the family: I freeze and immediately go somewhere else to let dad handle this question. With adult customers I’ve been loud and positive about our neighbors. (“Man, how has it been boothing next to them?” It’s been great! They bring a lot of foot traffic and they’re kind and wonderful professional neighbors. If anything it’s a fun juxtaposition. We believe in artistic freedom. I bought a sticker too!)
But this is a kid, it’s not my place to explain anything…. But I was extremely curious about what this chill dad would say.
“Well,” dad says with a long measured silence between each word. “Sometimes people are horny.”
This is literally the most heart warming story I have read on Twitter so far.
I think this is exactly what friends should do, and I feel everyone deserves people like this.
A barn rasing:
a collective action of a community, in which a barn for one of the members is built or rebuilt collectively by members of the community.
because you cannot, you CANNOT, build a barn on your own, and without it, you will not be able to survive.
What a fuckin’ gem of a sentence. “What we did today was a barn rasin”
“Not all heroes…”, etc., etc. This is one way heroism looks.
So I’m on a trip with my robotics team and there’s only two “girls” (me, an enby, and a cis girl), so we get our own beds in our own room, but the guys are rooming four to a room, but there’s only two beds in each room. Which means that two guys are sleeping on the floor every night.
I’m not joking. They were literally arguing over who’s sleeping on the floor tonight (apparently they plan on rotating).
And I asked them “why don’t you just share a bed?” And they all gave me the same answer:
“No, that’s weird! That’d be gay!”
And I just looked at them and I decided to break the bad news to them
“If lying next to another guy makes you wanna suck dick, you already wanted to suck dick.”
I’ve never seen so many Straight Guys™️ enraged by a single sentence before
Okay legally I have to try this rainbow goo, right?
It seems to be trying to fill a similar ecological niche to jelly so I got waffles to eat it on
I swear to fuck, y'all, this stuff smells like children’s shampoo
Well okay let’s do this
The flavor is indescribable. It’s like if you wanted to make lemon preserves but your only knowledge of lemons came from Saturday morning cartoon advertising. This is lemon as seen through the lens of Dr. Wondertainment of SCP fame and I’m pretty sure it fell through a rip in spacetime from their employee cafeteria. It’s !!LEMON!! (with a strong aftertaste of artificial coloring and plastic from the edible glitter bits)
The texture is exactly how I always imagined it would be to eat aloe vera gel out of the brightly-colored bottle in my mom’s bathroom
Overall 6/10, I’m gonna finish the waffle but fuck knows what I’m gonna do with the rest of the bottle
Update my tummy hurts
I assure you these plastics were very macro
Great news! This is how the yellow glitter junk has ended up
I threw it together with some white wine yeast and water and fermented it into…this! It is violently neon yellow and has some disconcerting hydrophobic globules suspended in it, presumably from some oil that was in the goo. It made the siphon weirdly greasy as I was bottling it, which was unnerving!
As for the taste, it’s…honestly not as bad as expected? It tastes like white wine but lip-puckeringly sour and dry. If I’d backsweetened it after fermentation it might almost have been palatable. When I tasted it at racking it tasted like battery acid so this is a welcome surprise! Yeast truly are the redeemers of all culinary sin
Mostly “hm. This sucks. I wonder if it would suck less if I made it into alcohol”
i hate when i send someone a meme in another language and they’re like “uhm… translate? 😒” fucker i sent you a meme where 90% of the words have an english cognate and/or you don’t need to know what they’re saying to find it funny. can you at least TRY
i sent this meme to 7 people, and 4 of them asked me to translate for them. i legitimately do not think that was necessary.
Reminder: there are not two equal sides to syscourse.
There is a hate group that attacks and bullies people for their neurodivergencies or spiritual beliefs. That denies all science and the opinions of literally every academic paper that’s affirmed the existence of endogenic and non-disordered plurality.
And then there are the endogenic and mixed origin plurals who are fighting for our right just to exist without being harassed by said hate group.
I don’t usually repost but, so much this. 🩷
fair move. im still on the fence but i do agree with this
The hard truth about autism acceptance that a lot of people don’t want to hear is that autism acceptance also inherently requires acceptance of people who are just weird.
And yes, I mean Those TM people. Middle schoolers who growl and bark and naruto run in the halls. Thirtysomethings who live with their parents. Furries. Fourteen-year-olds who identify as stargender and use neopronouns. Picky eaters. Adults in fandoms. People who talk weird. People who dress weird.
Because autistic people shouldn’t have to disclose a medical diagnosis to you to avoid being mocked and ostracized for stuff that, at absolute worst, is annoying. Ruthlessly deriding people for this stuff then tacking on a “oh, but it’s okay if they’re autistic” does absolutely nothing to help autistic people! Especially when undiagnosed autistic people exist.
Like it or not, if you want to be an ally to autistic people, you’re going to have to take the L and leave eccentric, weird people alone. Even if you don’t know them to be autistic. You shouldn’t be looking for Acceptable Reasons to be mean to people in the first place. Being respectful should be the default.
This reminds me of that global warming comic, like
this post is about the. blandest pizza i’ve ever met. all the personality of an empty grocery bag. if water were pizza. if you sucked out its soul and left its mortal coil in the box. literally freaking it nothing style. everything about it is just so devoid
I’m so sorry now I’m sad with you
i would offer you some but i don’t want you to be sad
“A cishet person must have made this, no queer person would ever portray queerness in this way.”
“This artist must be white.”
“No SA victim would ever handle the subject in this way.”
“No woman would ever write women like this.”
“This creator is obviously neurotypical. Everyone with autism/ADHD/depression understands-”
Nope.
People who make these blanket statements are very frequently proven wrong when the creator comes out as a member of that group. And even when they aren’t proven wrong, even in cases where the creator isn’t from the group in question, actual members of the group who don’t fit whatever arbitrary criteria are being expressed will see these statements and feel excluded and erased.
Not everyone in your group is going to share your experiences. No single individual gets to personally decide what does or doesn’t count as a “valid” expression of trauma or being part of a particular group, and creators are also not obligated to out themselves in order to “prove” their validity.
If something doesn’t resonate with you, all that means is that it doesn’t resonate with you. You don’t have to like it. But you don’t get to decide what it means to someone else.
i think what ppl who don’t like cats do not understand is a cat will scuffle with u even if it likes u. sometimes more. a cat biting you or kicking you isn’t because they hate u its because they are little predator animals and they like to play. they’re also 2 feet tall and don’t have hands and their mouth is the only thing they can Get Stuff with and it’s full of tiny razor teeth. not their fault!!
was lamenting the fact that my eczema is flaring up when the thought “the itcher” popped into my head fully formed and unprompted and now i can’t stop laughing
this reminds of these kids I used to nanny. the eldest (8 at the time) taught me how to play chess with this set. I remember him going over the pieces and stated that Luigi was the queen and he, no joke, said “because he’s the nicest and you have to protect someone like that” that has always stuck in my head whenever I see Luigi now