My rant is about this woman at my work who makes me fume . I work in a fishmongers when I’m not at school (I know random lol) and there’s this customer who’s a old lady and she’s a regular. She’s powerful in her social circle with the other old ladies and is buddies with the owner. Anyway…She’s really sexist. Obvs at work I have to gut fish and stuff (ew I know) and serve behind the counter, but she comes in and says ‘girls shouldn’t be going jobs like this it’s mans work. You girls should be behind makeup counters or in clothes shops.’ I’ve let this go a few times cause she’s an old lady and may have old fashioned ideas.
BUT
I’ve constantly been polite to her, chatting and what not and she is constantly rude to me. I’ve dealt with a large variety of customers so believe me I know what rude is, and this ‘sweet old lady’ is off the chart. I hide instead of serving her now and watched her blatantly ignore my friend who served her when she asked her about her day.
BUT AGAIN
When one of the boys serves her she is the nicest person on the planet! Joking about the weather, talking about the footy. I was so shocked when I actually saw her smiling. I can’t call her out on it cause she will spread it round her social circle and it would cost the business a group of regulars who they depend on. I can’t tell my boss cause she’s buddies with them!
This is the first time someone has been openly sexist to me and I have to see her every week. I really needed this rant thread
I kind agree with you, but at the same time I don’t. I know a lot of people in society don’t have a problem with famous people living in our world. I used to feel the same way until I really thought about it. I just feel like society doesn’t need celebrities if we’re all human beings. We all have the same origins.
My parents say “If you ever have any ‘feelings’ for a boy, please tell us!” and then sometimes they’ll ask me about it and it feels like they are trying to get me to confess my nonexistent romantic love for someone. I know that they’re trying to be understanding or nice or something but I can’t help but feel a little… disgusted by it. I don’t know why though. Someone said that around my age people have all their sexual emotions and stuff at their peak and that people should be bold and go ‘ask someone out’. Well if I did that, I would not be being bold, I would be embarrassing myself. I don’t actually have a ‘crush’ on anyone and it kind of feels like people are expecting me to. I’m not feeling pressured about it, but at my elementary school graduation from a bunch of time ago, one of the people said something along the lines of “We want to become successful and have a nice life but most of all, we want you to find someone you love to be with for the rest of your life!” Why do people fuss about ‘true love’ so much? They do it in real life and in Episode stories and a lot more things. Because you can happily live without ever getting married.
I plan to never marry anyone. People say you can’t plan your life but really you can. It might not go exactly how you plan it, but if you have a solid goal that you aim to achieve, it is far more likely to come true than if you had no goal.
People say that you should feel free to discover your sexuality and stuff but I don’t have romantic feelings for anyone and I never have. People always go “Oh but it could change!” but I hope it never does for me. The last thing I want is to fall in love with someone.
Hi. Your post is old and I can relate to it a bit too much. Now, when I say this, I want people’s honest opinions in a NICE way.
HERE I GOOOO:
My whole life my dad was never there for me or my mother. I was always taken care of by my grandparents because my dad was always working and my mom was going and making new families (yes,multiple). And my dad would work in another state but it was only one state over and a few hours away. We would only see him on weekends sometimes. Then he met my now stepmom. After a few years we moved when I was going into fourth grade. I am now in 8th. But since my 2 parents haven’t actually had any expirience with taking full care of us, they don’t know how to do things properly. I get yelled at CONSTANTLY for not listening to my dad. He also tells me that he is my boss and not my dad. My stepmom would believe that all I ever wanted was to manipulate people. My dad had told me that I would become a stripper because I was so insecure I would wear makeup. And since I’m mexican, I was born with hairy arms, legs, eyebrows, and horrible hair. My insecurity got so bad I spend hours shaving my arms and legs, straightening and bleaching my hair, doing my makeup and picking out my outfit. Still, I was never good enough for the kids at school. They would come at me in the hallways and jiggle my arm’s fat. Then they’d go around calling me ‘Skinny’ as a way of mocking me for my belly rolls and fat thighs. I’ve had ex boyfriends call me a slut and that they regretted dating me. Or a boy tell me I can’t wear shorts because I was ‘fat’. Everything combined with my parents led to depression. Like, bad. I would cry myself to sleep EVERY night. I also cut myself once but they weren’t very deep but they were enough so they’d hurt. At the same time I was finding out that I was pansexual. Which I will proudly say now, but not to anyone who isn’t in my friend group of like 3 people lmao. All of this got me involved with drugs such as vapes and other stuff I won’t say because yeah.
Anyways, back to my parents, I know they are always working but they comme home at 6 giving them time to at least bond with us. But it’s like they don’t even know me. ‘Bonding with us’ basically means drag us to places we won’t like and complain. And yes these places don’t require money for anyone that will use this as an excuse to yell at me. Anyway, I always felt like I was never really included as much as my brothers because for Christmas I got bedsheets and a sewing machine (that my mom uses because why in the world would I need a swing machine!!!) while my brothers got xboxes, PS4s, drones, games, and yes. This is all PLURAL!!!
And this Christmas my parents got us all $20 GOOGLE Minis. Yes, basically a Siri. That’s it!!! They hyped us up and I’ve asked so bad for a Poloroid that’s it. And they got us all the same thing. You could tell they got it the night of Christmas eve because they were also poorly wrapped. I just felt dissappointed because I’ve even showed them pictures of a Polorid and when I asked them if I could get oneafter Christmas, they asked me what that was. Which shows they never even listen to me. And while all these kids on social media bragging about their new phones or clothes from PINK or tickets to go see Hamilton or sweet Christmas notes, we got othing. And of course, my stepbrother who was 3 got so many toys I couldn’t even count. It was just a little sad to me. It was like they didn’t even care
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So if you read the post above this would make more sense but, THIS IS MY COMING OUT STORY!!!
So when I told my parents I was pansexual it was almost like they didn’t believe me because I don’t look the type of girl that dates other girls and my stepmmoms side of the family doesnt believe in gay people and my best friend’s family believes gays are a curse. Anyways when I told them I also had already dated a girl, they looked weirded out. My dad makes jokes about it now which I really don’t appreciate. I don’t thik making jokes about my interests is very nice in my opinion. And like I said, they never ever listen to me so basically my DAD THINKS IM BISEXUAL BECAUSE HE CANT REMEMBER SHIT ABOUT ME I WAS CRYING WHEN I TOLD HIM BUT THAT DOESN’T MEAN ANYTHING TO HIM! UGH THIS MAKES ME SO MAD!! anyway I tried to tell my bsf but she diddn’t believe me so I’m kinda stuck but i’m tired now so I guess I’ll go.
Reading about your life makes me feel slightly better about mine. First of all, I applaud you for opening up about it even if it’s through a forum. Your father sounds horrible. I do recognise my own father a bit, though he has never believed that I would become a stripper, he hasn’t particularly thought much of me. He is always telling me that I will have to marry rich if I want a comfortable life since he believes that I only have the capability to work as a cleaner. All I can say is that you have to either tell them or at least yourself that they’re wrong about you and be determined to make something of yourself. Life will be full of people who will doubt you and while it’s sad that some of these people are some of those who are supposed to support you the most you have to ignore them and believe in yourself.
Secondly, kids can be terrible. I’m Swedish and have very little body hair and the little I have is very light but I have been called gross for not shaving. It didn’t matter that they couldn’t see it or not, simply the thought of me not shaving made them grossed out. While I don’t think girls and women who shave are weak I notice that some do it not because they want to but because the beauty standards they are taught exist in our society at a young age make them feel less pretty if they don’t do it. While it can come as little comfort, you will go through life with people that will have opinions on the way you look. You will just have to find the confidence to ignore their comments. It might not be easy, believe me, I have had my fair share of comments and laughs due to the way I chose to dress but in the end it’s your life and you should wear the things that makes you comfortable and in a way that you feel show the world who you are. I have always been very skinny and have never had to face the mean comments people who are a bit larger often do, may it be straight to their face or behind their backs. I have never had to hear someone tell me that I can’t wear something simply because they considered me too large for it. But I have grown up in the world that teaches these perceptions of weight and I have been struggling with my weight because I was terrified to go over 50 kg and as a fairly tall person it was clear that I didn’t have healthy eating habits. What I’m trying to say is that no matter how hard you try, there will always be something “wrong” with the way you look to some people. You just have to find the people that don’t care how you look because while it may be cliché, it’s what’s on the inside that’s important and those who can’t see that aren’t worth your time. But the things those kids tell you aren’t okay. If you have the confidence to tell them off then do it but if you can’t then go to a teacher. What they’re doing is bullying and you should not have to go through that.
I’m sad to hear that you turned to drugs to cope with your depression. Drugs and alcohol is never the answer. It doesn’t solve your problems and I suggest you turn to someone you can talk to. Do you have friend that you feel like you can share your feelings with? Sometimes it’s easier to let out the pain rather than keeping it bottled up inside. Or perhaps you can talk to a professional, sometimes it’s easier to talk to a stranger.
Now to the gifts. It seems like your parents just like my parents have forgotten the point of a gift. You have probably heard the expression, “it’s the thought that counts”. And it is very true that a it is the thought that counts. But it seems that they have mistaken it with money. While to some it may look as if we are ungrateful and spoiled brats that complain over bad gifts, since there are children all over the world who doesn’t get any gifts at all. But if we always thought about people who had it worse, we would walk around being unhappy simply because I don’t feel like I have the right to feel miserable about my life. The thing is, we don’t choose our parents, nor can we choose if they’re rich or poor, famous or infamous.
To some a sewing machine might be the perfect gift and they might think that you’re crazy for not wanting it. But if you have not the slightest interesting in sewing the gift isn’t particularly thoughtful. It rather seems like they either just wanted to give you something to came in close price range of the gifts your brothers got (something my parents usually do,) or they didn’t know what to get you so they just got you something that they might find useful as well. All I can say that some people are better at giving gifts than other. I have friend who always makes homemade gifts that has something to do with my interests and then I have a friend who usually gives me random things because she don’t know what to get me. Perhaps our parents fall into the latter category. All I can say to try to cheer you up is that once you start to earn your own money you will be able to buy the things you want.
I don’t know if anything I have written will make you feel better but I hope that my words can be at least a bit encouraging.
Your words are amazing. I am am currently crying because everything you have said was true. Thank you. Thank you so much. Let me know if you ever need anything! I love everything you have said.
I’m tired of unnecessarily rude people just coming in to cause drama. For example, you correct them on something nicely and then they’ll just go off on you. Like, what the hell? People need to calm down and respect other people more, get over yourselves. Thinking they’re better than everyone else, so they think they can just be rude on discussion threads, like, no, no you can’t. And don’t even blame it on mental problems.
-kinda of aimed but also general.
I’m tired of my mother being a liar. I’m not going into detail because you don’t wanna hear my life story and also, I can’t list all the lies and just rude things she’s done soooo…
I’m tired of all the racist and homophobic people, in the world and on these forums. Like, just shut the hell up and go to bed! Your race doesn’t and shouldn’t define whether you’re treated well or not, shouldn’t define how rich you are, shouldn’t define what your job is. So stop acting like it does. And, just get over it homophobic people, let people love who they want to love and don’t use religion as an excuse. I don’t like religion anyways so don’t come at me because I ain’t got time for you if you want to argue.
I’m tired of these art thieves. Omg, everywhere I go on forums, there’s something about someone else stealing their artwork. And it’s on Instagram too. We all have a talent in something, find yours because it shouldn’t be stealing other talented people’s works just because you haven’t found your talent. People work hard on their work so don’t steal it.
I’m tired of people being fake and lying. Omg, I hate liars and fake people so much. Just accept who you are and be honest. If you don’t like someone but they think you do, tell them because it hurts more for them to find out on their own that you don’t like them. Trust me, I’ve had it so many times. If you don’t like me and I think we’re friends, tell me because I don’t want to find out on my own because that is a lot worse. Just tell the truth because the truth always comes out.
If you want to have a civil discussion with me on anything I’ve said, kindly comment or PM me but don’t hate because my opinion is most likely not changing on this.
I always feel like I’m doing something wrong. Like every time I try to… I don’t know. I’m just… not… right. I’m doing it all wrong, I’m doing my relationship wrong somehow, I do my friendships wrong, I suck at being a daughter sister and friend, I am just… not good enough. I’m just so sick and tired of myself… ik people might not see this but idrc, I just needed a place to write all of this down… I wish it would all end… but I don’t want the pain. I don’t want to feel under the water anymore… I understand when everyone says theyre there for me but then I feel like a burden… people just… leave me… and I can’t help but imagine: if I had never even been born, what would these people’s lives be like?? And I can literally see it in my mind, just how many people would be so much happier… And to quote Ariana Grande: I have no more tears left to cry… I just want to give up but no one will let me… I’m suffering and my parents can’t understand that. No one really does. When I lay in bed at night, crying myself to sleep because it’s the only way I’ll sleep, not wanting to get out of bed scared of what is going to be thrown at me literally and figuratively… I hate the earth and I hate myself for that… I just want to be ok…
I FUCKING hate people who want you to blow smoke up their ass. So I was doing R4Rs today and this girl posts her story right. And I’m sitting there reading her story all three episodes. And the story is really boring like there is nothing interesting about the story at all. So I go to review her story and Pm her and tell her this:
“I’m not trying to sound mean but your story is kind of boring. But here is how to fix get a writing partner, upload your story to google docs and rewrite the story and really think about what your story is going to be about etc”
You know what this person said HUH!?
"I just think that you 've been rude and so I’m not fine with the fact that it’s just « boring » that’s it maybe for you but for other people no. And the thing is that with those saying, it’s not helping me at all, it just annoys me and I can’t learn anything from you! "
Like when they said that it just makes me remember why I don’t do R4R anymore because people rather you lie to them to actually hear the truth. And it like I can’t do that. If I see a bad story and you’re asking me to read then I’m going to tell you its bad. BUT I’m also going to tell you how to fix it and make it somewhat enjoyable.
I hate AUTHORS that cant takes criticism. If you know you can’t take it then doesn’t come asking me for reviews. When I get Feedback Good or Bad I take it and I use it to make my story better! Even the negative hate comments because even they have their point 25% of the time.
But when I turn around an be honest then all of a sudden ~Oh Lana your so rude. Oh, Lana, your being Mean and all this and that… Like GTFOH I’m just want you to write your story and make it the best that it can be. Im not trying to be me it just my honesty that get the better of me.
. I work in a fishmongers when I’m not at school (I know random lol) and there’s this customer who’s a old lady and she’s a regular. She’s powerful in her social circle with the other old ladies and is buddies with the owner. Anyway…She’s really sexist. Obvs at work I have to gut fish and stuff (ew I know) and serve behind the counter, but she comes in and says ‘girls shouldn’t be going jobs like this it’s mans work. You girls should be behind makeup counters or in clothes shops.’ I’ve let this go a few times cause she’s an old lady and may have old fashioned ideas.
Your race doesn’t and shouldn’t define whether you’re treated well or not, shouldn’t define how rich you are, shouldn’t define what your job is. So stop acting like it does. And, just get over it homophobic people, let people love who they want to love and don’t use religion as an excuse. I don’t like religion anyways so don’t come at me because I ain’t got time for you if you want to argue.