she started trying to wake me up at 5 and finally succeeded at 7:30 it’s fucking saturday AND i was up way too late last night waiting for will to get home because he was a super sweet boog and worked at 15 hour day yesterday so that he didn’t have to go to work today because we had lots of plans for today.
anyway though, what i was saying was that maeby insisted i be awake and it seems now that she did that only so she could sleep on my belly.
Hey fellas. Usually when I post here I’m in a relatively good mood, but today was rough.
It was the 2nd day of a new job, I informed management in beginning of Day 1 of my preferred name and pronouns and that I’m trans. It went really well and my supervisor was quite supportive.
Apparently my supervisor and coworkers were fine with it, but the HR representative, who I never even got to meet, was not.
They first had the person from my staffing agency contact me (instead of speaking to me personally) requesting that I not use the correct bathroom, because I might make people uncomfortable. When I asked him to please find out if there was a unisex bathroom in the building I could use (as I did not want to go to HR/my supervisor myself and make it a big deal) they informed him (and thus he informed me) that there is no unisex bathroom available and that I was no longer a good fit for the company.
When I contested that there was no issue, I would suck it up and use the wrong bathroom, they changed their tune to say that they didn’t interview “Aaron”, they interviewed “(legal name)”, and that I was “obviously” not the person I claimed to be.
What really disgusts me is that at 5:00pm, before I left, my supervisor was telling me how great I was doing, that I seemed like a really great fit and did so well with training, set me up my own desk and computer and told me when I came in tomorrow, I’d be on my own. At 5:40pm it was confirmed that they were not willing to work anything out, my “situation” made me an ill fit for the company, and they had already lined up someone else for my job.
It makes no difference that my skills, experience, and qualifications were the same, regardless of preferred name/pronouns. If I had requested to be called by a preferred traditionally feminine name, like say, a shortened version of my legal name or my middle name, I would still have my job.
There are no laws in the state of florida (or most other states) to protect transgender people from being terminated based on gender identity or expression. It was perfectly legal for them to fire me based solely on my trans* status.
If you’d like to help me personally, I have a merch shop on my page where I’ve been selling trans* pride stuff to help raise money for my transition, but those funds will now have to go to my family’s living expenses. Check it out and spread the word.
“I remember everyone asking when I was doing press for the movie, ‘What did you do to look so thin? You looked great’ and I’m like, ‘I looked emaciated’ … It’s a form of violence, in the way that we look at women and how we expect them to look and be — for what sake? Not health, not survival, not enjoyment of life but just so you could look pretty. I’m constantly telling girls all the time, ‘Everything’s airbrushed, everything’s retouched. None of us look like that.”—Rosario Dawson. (via bluebears)
I instantly going to damsel in distress mode, and look around for any buff, manly men to help me.
THANK YOU, UMBC FACILITIES MAN FOR SAVING ME FROM HAVING TO CARRY THAT 25 POUND BOX THE REST OF THE WAY. YOU ARE A LIFE SAVER <3
Hahhahaha I always say my favorite thing about being queer is never having to open a jar. At least for me it always seems like a win win, I dont have to do hard shit on my own, and they can feel good helping someone out while simultaneously getting to see that ones masculinity doesn’t have to be tied to some kind of stupid stoic fortitude. If no one was there could i figure out a way to do it on my own sure! but why wouldn’t I rather watch you do it? ‹3
paul, i am loling at this because of how often i was the jar opener in the years you and will lived together.
also paul, come back to boston and your old bed (aka our couch)
are you ever eating two things at once and you’re switching between them as you eat and it’s getting down to the last of it and you can’t decide which one you want to be eating last so the memory of it stays with you longer
literally every time i eat i am thinking about this.
It just hit me how much stuff I have to do for grad school
I haven’t even really looked at schools yet. Ughhhhhdh
I have to apply and pay for all that shit and figure out where I’m even going to apply
I have to write my personal statement.
I also just found out that the people I nanny for decided not to have extra nannying this fall so now I need also to apply for new jobs for the fall and that has me anxious especially since I already have one job and school and my internship to work around and my one job is just not enough money and I need to ask for a raise because I’ve been there for a year and a half and I haven’t gotten a raise but they’re. Non-profit so they dont have any money and I want to quit and just have one job that is enough but I can’t because the company I work for is a huge deal in social work and I need a recommendation from them for school and also I need to get professors to write me recommendations and I need to decide who to ask and ughhggsufhsgsk
“It really worries me that 84% of this audience agrees with that statement, because the kind of people that say “political correctness gone mad” are usually using that phrase as a kind of cover action to attack minorities or people that they disagree with. I’m of an age that I can see what a difference political correctness has made. When I was four years old, my grandfather drove me around Birmingham, where the Tories had just fought an election campaign saying, “if you want a nigger for a neighbour, vote Labour,” and he drove me around saying, “this is where all the niggers and the coons and the jungle bunnies live.” And I remember being at school in the early 80s and my teacher, when he read the register, instead of saying the name of the one asian boy in the class, he would say, “is the black spot in,” right? And all these things have gradually been eroded by political correctness, which seems to me to be about an institutionalised politeness at its worst. And if there is some fallout from this, which means that someone in an office might get in trouble one day for saying something that someone was a bit unsure about because they couldn’t decide whether it was sexist or homophobic or racist, it’s a small price to pay for the massive benefits and improvements in the quality of life for millions of people that political correctness has made. It’s a complete lie that allows the right, which basically controls media now, and national politics, to make people on the left who are concerned about the way people are represented look like killjoys. And I’m sick, I’m really sick— 84% of you in this room that have agreed with this phrase, you’re like those people who turn around and go, “you know who the most oppressed minorities in Britain are? White, middle-class men.” You’re a bunch of idiots.”—Stewart Lee (via voixhumaine)
“Now Amy Winehouse is dead, like many others whose unnecessary deaths have been retrospectively romanticised, at 27 years old. Whether this tragedy was preventable or not is now irrelevant. It is not preventable today. We have lost a beautiful and talented woman to this disease. Not all addicts have Amy’s incredible talent. Or Kurt’s or Jimi’s or Janis’s, some people just get the affliction. All we can do is adapt the way we view this condition, not as a crime or a romantic affectation but as a disease that will kill. We need to review the way society treats addicts, not as criminals but as sick people in need of care. We need to look at the way our government funds rehabilitation. It is cheaper to rehabilitate an addict than to send them to prison, so criminalisation doesn’t even make economic sense. Not all of us know someone with the incredible talent that Amy had but we all know drunks and junkies and they all need help and the help is out there. All they have to do is pick up the phone and make the call. Or not. Either way, there will be a phone call.”—
Wow. Kudos to Russell on this one. This is so spot on. I could go on, at great length, about how our criminalization of drug use and abuse leads to fucked up perceptions of people struggling with addiction. But he pretty much summed it up.
“As a result of this audit, we now know that the Federal Reserve provided more than $16 trillion in total financial assistance to some of the largest financial institutions and corporations in the United States and throughout the world. This is a clear case of socialism for the rich and rugged, you’re-on-your-own individualism for everyone else.”—
Sen. Bernie Sanders, on the report from the first-ever audit of the Federal Reserve. (via cognitivedissonance)
$16 trillion. Right now the proposed cuts from the federal budget to get the credit rating of the country free from the Republican hostage takers is 1/4 of that. Those cuts will decimate the government, the services it provides and the general economy further. For 1/4 of the money the government HANDED OUT LIKE CANDY to financial institutions and corporations.
In case you missed it this scrotumface walked away from debt talks for no good reason.
Consumer culture 101: tax hikes for billionaires won’t wreck the economy because billionaires don’t create jobs, working class people being able to buy things creates jobs. Consumer culture breaks when consumers can’t consume.