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Open Thread for Personal Stuff: Sept. 2015 “Kate, Meet Cat; Cat, Meet Kate” Edition
We Hunted The MammothBucking the Backlash
So, I guess what I was trying to say, besides ranting a little myself, is that there are bigger feminist issues in the world, but it’s okay to get pissed about microaggressions. They aren’t such a big deal on their own, but cumulatively they have a real negative impact on quality of life.
Thanks, I do feel vindicated. Also, that make coworker if yours sounds like a real piece of work. I hope you don’t get assigned to any projects with him anytime soon!
I just remembered that this is the same white bartender who stopped speaking to me for months for calling him a fucking racist after he literally shouted the N-word in rapid succession at the top of his lungs outside a restaurant in a very large, racially diverse city. It was Paris. Meaning he was a white German in Pais shouting racial slurs on the street. Then got angry at me because I called him out.
We’re not actually friends, I’d say.
Friends and neighbours are lovely to have when they’re lovely to have. This is one “friend” you don’t need.
Our neighbour is moving out. She’s a funny little thing, had polio as a child and she used to walk a bit hunched over. She’s been going to exercise classes and all sorts of things and she’s done really well. Shame she had to wait until she was almost 70 to get the kind of therapy she really needed when she was a child.
Until.
She managed to get herself thrown off the treadmill a couple of weeks ago and finished up in hospital with Both. Shoulders. Dislocated! She still can’t boil a kettle and she can’t shower without help. So she’s moving into a supported accommodation place. She’s a bit sad, she’s lived here for over 20 years. We’ve scored a cute baby elephant for the garden – stands about 18 inches tall I suppose – along with all her potplants, mostly succulents and cacti with a couple of ferns and an old plastic table and chairs for outside. (Not much good for entertaining, but just dandy for working on pots and plants and leaving the better furniture clean and neat.)
Yeah, I can get cheap beer from somewhere else I’m sure.
I’m sorry to hear about your neighbor, such a shame that this should happen just as things were going well for her.
Had to laugh at myself over my shock and confusion about the baby elephant she gave you for your garden. I’m guessing you’re referring to a statue?
Or maybe you just have an exceptionally large garden for when the baby elephant grows up? 😉
I had a weird social experience today and I think I handled it as best I could but I have some lingering uncomfortable feelings so I thought it would be okay if I dumped them here?
My best friend’s girlfriend (a person I very much like, but don’t know terribly well) asked to talk to me, and said she didn’t feel that she could confide in anyone else. I had assumed it would be about her struggle with mood disorders, since that’s something I can relate to and understand, and so I said of course.
I wasn’t totally wrong, she did want to discuss her mental health… but specifically in relation to the difficulties that she and my friend have apparently been having with their relationship. I had no idea that they were having some trouble, because it wasn’t something my friend had chosen to share with me. So now I feel like I have access to private information that was none of my business.
I told her that I was sorry about what she was experiencing, but that I couldn’t discuss her relationship in any specific way while still honouring my friendship with her boyfriend. She was really nice about it and apologized. But I still feel… weird. As well as worried about her well being. And I hope she doesn’t feel too bad about it or like she can’t talk to me when she needs someone who can understand what depression and anxiety can feel like.
Blah. Feelings dump complete.