I once had a guy tell me I can’t work at Gamestop because ‘girls can’t play video games, it’s unladylike’. My manager wasn’t in the room and the rest of the people in the store (including a woman) laughed at me.
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My best friend was a store manager at gamestop and when hiring new staff, guys would tell her they could never work for a woman. Many of her male customers would ask her if she even plays video games or if she’s just trying to impress guys. They’d also constantly hit on her and stalk her in her store. She endured abuse from her boss until she could not take the mental strain anymore and had to quit.
it always disappointed me that Monster Girls are an anime porn thing rather than something used to explore the way society and the media dehumanises women, but oh well
shout out to all my fellow monsters
When people hear the word "lesbian" too many girls think it means "oh she likes me" and too many guys think it means "oh but she will let me have sex with her and her girlfriend".
99.9% of the time, neither is true and if you think so, you’re an egotistical dirtbag.
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THIS RIGHT HERE.
NAIL. MEET HEAD.
The sex industry is the violent colonisation of women’s bodies, especially women of colour, and to imagine that the bullshit ideal is even remotely fucking relevant to the reality of our current global situation is at best incredibly naive and at worst a denial that puts women in graves for the sake of a few orgasms I mean it’s genuinely borderline fucking insane how fucking sick and twisted do you have to be to care that much about getting off sexually use your imaginations you sacks of actual shit.
Today I let one of the girls at my internship paint my nails. A few girls exclaimed, “that’s weird!” and one boy timidly asked, “are you actually letting her paint your nails?” I told them that boys are allowed to paint their nails and asked them who told them they couldn’t? None of them had an answer. And one-by-one the boys came over to the nail painting station and started doing their own nails, and each others nails, and one boy even got really excited and asked if he could do my other hand and it was just a really cool thing to see.
When the parents came to pick up the kids, the boy who had enthusiastically painted my nails, started scraping off his nail polish. I asked him why he was doing that an he said that one time he wore his sister’s nail polish and his dad gave him a “whoopin’”. And then, in the meekest voice I’ve very heard, he whispers, “but next time I come to [the program], I think I’ll just paint them again, anyways… I think sometimes parents can be wrong about stuff too.” I half-smiled and whispered back, “I think you might be right.” And helped him take the rest off with nail polish remover.
And that was the coolest moment of my day.