You might remember this “WHITE GUY SAD" kerfuffle from the other week, in which some dude I kind of know told me I’m "bullying" people by insisting that I don’t have diabetes, and that social justice is pointless because sometimes it hurts his white male feelings. ‘Kay, bro. Specifically, he…
anonymous asked: My manager will purposely be rude and keep an eye on Native American customers because she assumes they will shoplift. Is that racist?
People get on my case about how I’m too mean to people who mean well, and sometimes I even think they might have a point, but then someone like this idiot writes in with a question so fucking obvious that I just have to ask: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU THAT YOU EVEN HAVE TO ASK THIS QUESTION
- Me when I meet a new person: please don't say anything homophobic, transphobic, sexist, racist, ableist, misogynistic, slut-shamey or body-shamey I really want to like you
This is a fantastic analogy, can I marry it?
REBLOGGING BECAUSE I HAVE THIS FUCKING MEMORIZED AND IT IS THE GREATEST EXPLANATION IN THE HISTORY OF EVER
And then there’s me over here ordering a dozen mixed with sprinkles and cream filling all for myself.