#odd situations

[thebiglabluntski]

It has been some time. To those of you still there, I hope you are well. 

[astimepressesforward]

beginnings feel like endings.

looking for a job is odd and fairly uncomforting. I enjoy art and animals, but I'm not so sure the two go hand in hand. there is a pet store in my hometown I've considered applying to work at and on the other hand, I've had this gnawing feeling of simply giving in and just going into art school right away.

I have felt very out of sorts and it's almost entirely due to the simple fact that I am capable of doing several different things, I'm just not so sure which one will be the most beneficial to me in the long run. I want to do something, but that's difficult when I'm going into this blind and unimportant.

I'm a simple soul walking about this earth on heavy feet and a hollow body that feels no ground beneath.

[asexual-thot]

Drawing dark .Flow fanart.

While listening to a lecture on flow in games.

And the lecture is called "Designing for Happiness."

[ignitethewind]

today I'm going to my ex-boyfriend's family function.

he's not going. he doesn't even live in California anymore. I guess his mom and stepdad really have unofficially adopted me.  it should be fun! I went two years ago when he and I were dating, and I had a great time. it'll be even more fun without him there being a killjoy. ...I'm horrible, aren't I? 

[nerdymouse]

I sort of miss the first place that I worked.

I always ended up having weird things happen to me. In 12th grade, I worked for Wegmans as a cashier. This one day, I was in the bathroom during my break when two women came in. The one was in one of those electric carts, and trying to wheel it into the handicap stall. I was standing at the sinks at this point, in uniform. Well, the one woman got stuck, and her friend then said "hold on, I'll get an employee to help!" then ran RIGHT past me. I only had 4 minutes left for my break (and it takes 2 minutes to walk from that side of the store back to my register) so I just went into the stall beside that one since I probably wouldn't get another chance to go for another 4 more hours.

Anyways, while I was relieving myself she started going off with "help... I'm stuck!" "Why wont anybody help me?" So I got out, washed my hands and asked her if she'd like any help. She turned, looked at me then looked at the wall in front of her and said "no, I would like help from a woman. Not a man." I was honestly a little shocked by that comment. I wasn't offended per say, just confused that she would reject help based off of her interpretation of my gender since she was the one who got herself stuck in the womans' bathroom in the first place.

I then decided ok, I'll go and grab one of my female managers then. Apparently this wasn't the FIRST time that she's done this either.

Later on in my shift she came up to my register and asked, "ma'am, may I please have a bag?" I said sure, and handed her one. She then told me that it was ripped. I assured her that it wasn't, the only spot that was torn was the area that once held the bag to the prongs. After she kept insisting that the bags were torn I bent down and grabbed one from the box of bags. She then thanked me and happily walked off.

I still really can't figure out exactly what was going through her mind that within the same day she would interpret me as two different genders and not even realize it. She actually didn't even seem to acknowledge the fact that I was the same person who was in the bathroom.