As much as I am finding the hot weather nice, shaving my legs every day is a fucking chore. Bring on autumn.
Once when I was still fairly new at my old job I was standing on Dropbox (where we rip your ticket and tell you which screen to go to) with a male coworker. It was a really slow afternoon and I was still trying to make friends with people and get over my crippling social anxiety so I said “do you want to hear a joke” and he immediately said with no hesitation “woman’s rights”. To which he started hysterically laughing. When he was done he said “ahh that’s a good one, one day I’m going to say that to a feminist and get a slap.” To which I looked him right in the face and said completely dead pan “I am a feminist.” And I have never seen a grown man look so scared in my whole life.
I felt strangely powerful for the rest of the shift.
Don’t, for one minute, think that you had any effect whatsoever on my panties.
10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
do you believe you’re missing out?
that everything good is happening somewhere else?