Impossibly Inadequate

wilwheaton:

davidout-sortir:

1975blog:

"It’s just a prank, calm down!"

When did harassing women become a prank? You can clearly see that this girl is trying to laugh it off even though she’s uncomfortable with it, and that is not okay. If I’m a feminazi for pointing this out, then so be it, I’m not going to tolerate this shit.

This Sam Pepper controversy is good. It’s good because he’s being called out on this ridiculous and misogynistic behaviour. FUN FACT: If you ever think that you have the right to touch a stranger on ANY part of their body without their consent, you’re wrong. That’s sexual harassment, plain and simple, and it’s completely wrong.

Fuck this guy. This guy is a despicable piece of shit. I hope all of these women press charges against him.



The New World Shopping Mall has been abandoned since 1999. It shut its doors after being condemned by local regulators. A few years later a massive fire destroyed the structure’s roof. Not long after that monsoon rains flooded the lower floors.
As a way to combat the spread of mosquitoes and other insects breeding in the stagnant water, locals introduced koi and catfish to the former mall. Not only did the fish take care of the pest problem, they’ve thrived. It is now one of the world’s largest urban ponds.
The New World Shopping Mall has been abandoned since 1999. It shut its doors after being condemned by local regulators. A few years later a massive fire destroyed the structure’s roof. Not long after that monsoon rains flooded the lower floors.

As a way to combat the spread of mosquitoes and other insects breeding in the stagnant water, locals introduced koi and catfish to the former mall. Not only did the fish take care of the pest problem, they’ve thrived. It is now one of the world’s largest urban ponds.


thinking back on almost a year ago

"I’m not going to pressure you or try to convince you to have sex with me" was what he said to me as we laid there naked after I freaked out about us having sex. He had been my first and I was terrified of getting pregnant or something to the point that I starting freaking out during sex. So he stopped and calmed me down. He tried to dispel my fears and then he said that. He didn’t want to convince me to have sex with him, he wanted me to want to and to feel safe with him. And since I was so anxious about it we didn’t have sex for awhile until I wanted to and felt fine about doing so. Say what you will about him but he’s one of the few men who knows that no means no and stop means stop. That means everything to me.


An open letter to the ‘nice guy’ who tried to hit me because I stopped him from taking home a drunk girl who was begging him to leave her alone (or: why you should never ask a poet if she’s really an ugly cocksucker or if that’s just her day job):

The thing is, everyone assumes that by taking away our rights, you make us weak.

In reality, just the opposite occurs. We are used to the sling of insults - there is nothing you can say that hasn’t already been said to me. We are used constantly being on the outlook for our aggressor - so yes, I can spot an asshole from across the room and it’s because I often have to.

The thing is: you are making our skins thicker and our spines stronger than anyone who doesn’t have to put up with the shit that we do. We are the same generation that can wear pretty dresses and cut up your corpse in the same moment: because trust me, we know how to get blood out of our clothing.

You think women are little helpless flowers but I know at least a quarter of my lady friends with self-defense classes under their belts, at least half who can fight their way out of a chokehold with nothing but their carkeys like daggers in their fists, at least three-fourths who are so used to any kind of slur you can throw at them that they have four witty comebacks just resting on their backburners, and all of them - all of them - are baptized in the fire of another person’s violation, whether verbal or otherwise. You are not making the submissive housewives or the shy secretaries of your wet dreams. You have made dragons.

You have made mothers with sharp teeth who can balance eight different tasks and still remember your favorite dinner. You have made CEOs who do better work because they’re used to being told they’re sub-par. You are making artists and poets and musicians who’ve seen the dark in the world. You are making social justice warriors - I use this not as a defamation but as a banner, as the way they brand themselves because it is a battle, isn’t it, and nobody’s come out without their share of scars - you are making a generation of caustically beautiful ladies who have seen more shit by six a.m. than you have all your life and they still walk better in heels than you do in your boat shoes.

We do not invite your ‘nice guy’ into our beds, you’re right, because the nice guys of our lives have been our fathers asking us if we ‘are really going out in that,’ have been our best friend telling us that his girlfriend should give up sex because he’s paid for dinner, have been our uncles and brothers and the great gentlemen who hang out of their cars and laugh when the thirteen-year-old they just honked at jumps and looks terrified (but should totally accept the compliment as if it was a gift instead of the moment she recognizes she’s never going to be safe) -

you wanna know why we don’t let nice men into our beds? Because we rarely find them.

They’re out there, I know it, but they’re not the ones wetting themselves when a woman asks ‘why do you think that?’ instead of sitting back and letting him laugh with his buddies about femi-nazis. They’re out there and they’re probably as pissed as we are that at least one third of their population has openly admitted there are times when they think it’s okay to force their significant other to have sex: they’re out there, and the sad thing is, if you’re a male, you’re statistically not one of them. As far as we know, you don’t exist. You are a white knight only you believe in.

Here’s the thing about forcing people down: eventually they’re going to get strong enough to push right on back, and when you’ve spent the whole time sitting on your ass sinking your teeth into your healthy wage gap, you’re not going to be ready for it.

You’ve hurt us, over and over. When the time comes for us to hurt back, do you know how many of us are going to ask ‘Where was the mercy when I was begging like he is now? Where was that mercy when I got pregnant? Where was that mercy when I was called selfish for being a single parent? Where was that mercy when he forced himself on me? Where was that mercy, in anything?’

The thing about oppression is that it can only last for so long. You are not making yourself dominant, you’re making yourself weak. I’ve seen men crumble because they feel uncomfortable when they get hit on by other men as if the stench of their own mistakes is strangling them. I’ve seen them get impassioned because a teacher preferred females and I’ve laughed because I had eight other classes where it was reversed and in all of those eight, it went uncontested. I have legitimately punched a boy who said that a show for girls was shameful because it tries to teach lessons instead of catering to his desire for sex - as if just by liking something, he owns it. I’ve seen boys growl about women’s history month and had to wonder if they’ve ever held a textbook where the only names of girls are tiny footnotes. I’ve seen fathers ask why the curriculum I use for my six-year-olds is carefully gender neutral, why I let his son play at cooking or his daughter be a doctor.

I have never heard a mother complain except to beg me to get her little girl to talk more, to do more, to succeed - do you see? Do you see?

Here’s the thing about stepping on us: we have learned to stop licking your boots
and now we want to ruin you.

trust me, I know actual nice guys and they are nothing like your type. p.s your fly was down the whole time. /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

fuck
yes

(via jhakljdfjdha)


Why did I even bring my art supplies down with me. I fucking suck. Now I’m just sitting here crying and feeling even worse than I did before.


I’m so bad at this whole adult thing. I don’t want to adult. I don’t want to do the whole life thing either.


cupcakemichi:

wyrdwulf:

the-goddamazon:

howtobeterrell:

secretandroid:

blue-author:

soradiesinkh3:

princexneeshydoomcuddles:

ohgodhesloose:

cheskamouse:

faethebunny:

svidrigailovskaya:

v10l3n7:

dicklessturdpusher:

almightybob:

agoodcartoon:

sadly, a person making minimum wage in america would be baffled by seeing a bill larger than a $5 or $1. a good cartoon.

written by someone that’s never been to or worked in retail

"you deserve poverty for giving me poor customer service"

I hope the person who made that cartoon dies a painful death.
and furthermore I’ll work circles around you, dickhead.
oh ps. what kind of name is Rob Smith Jr?????

"*this is a true story"
somehow i highly doubt it.

As someone who has done a lot in retail; this is literally impossible. The damn cash register tells you what change to give. The artist definitely pulled this one out of their ass

Ass, brain, whats the difference?

The best part that undermines the cartoonist’s intent is that, if she’s demanding $11/hour and the meal is $10.60, it means right now she can’t even afford to eat where she works with an hour’s pay.

And even if this was a true story (which is like really clearly isn’t)
IT’S FULLY MORE LIKELY that there was some sort of counterfeit 20$ bill problem in the area
Because I see that ALL THE TIME, they have to call a manager because they know they aren’t supposed to just take the 20s in case their fake but maybe they don’t have the easy way to check the bill on them or something.
Like if your assumption is that someone sitting in front of a big computer/calculator machine all day doesn’t know how to give you change you’re just shitty tbh

you can tell robsmithjr.com what you think of his shit comic

*goes to robsmithjr.com**sees blurb to see Rob Smith Jr.’s cartoons on Glenn Beck**understands everything*

i made min. wage when i had to count all the registers AND THE SAFE in a supermarket and do wire transfers for thousands of dollars that i counted by hand. but yeah, totally baffled by anything larger than a $5 bill…
i’ve had customers at my current retail job talk to me like i’m an idiot because they gave ME incorrect change and then refuse to listen when i explain their mistake
i deal with grown adults on a regular basis who need to be walked through using their debit card on a pin pad, but clearly make more money than i do. and i can assure you most people can’t do basic math in their heads judging from my 10+ years of experience in retail. that’s why calculators exist, jfc
but more importantly, the comic creator is literally saying that 1) if a person works in min. wage jobs it’s because they’re “stupid” 2) if a person can’t do math in their head they’re useless and deserve to live in poverty 
and that’s completely vile and they should be ashamed of themselves

^ this

People who make arguments like “minimum wage workers can’t do math in their head and are stupid” don’t know how a POS machine works.
You literally press however much was given and it does the math for you.
This minimizes any extra work you have to do to figure out how much change to give them.
The fucking bills are organized in the register along with change so you literally only need basic arithmetic to figure out how much change to give someone. When a store says they don’t take something higher than a $20 it’s usually because they don’t have enough to dole out change without emptying the register and registers are required to have a specified amount of money in them in order for transactions togo smoothly.
I worked in retail, it’s so fucking simple but retail and fast food workers deserved to be paid a LIVING WAGE for being on their feet for 8+ hours a day dealing with your self-aggrandizing ass. I worked at GameStop and the fucking assholes I did not get paid enough to be dealing with those assholes.
And I wish we’d stop calling it minimum wage and start calling it LIVING wage, because whatever job you have should pay you enough to be able to afford to live off of.

This whole thing and every comment is creepy to me as a dyscalculic. There are people who think its not possible for that scenario to happen? Theyre wrong. The people who think if that scenario WERE to happen that the cashier doesnt deserve a living wage? Those people are disgusting excuses.Its just another reminder that if youre disabled people dont think you deserve to survive, or that your experiences cant possibly be real.And really, I have a university education and I do several community service projects a year. I am PROBABLY more educated and capable than the author and the commenters. I work so you people can have cushy clueless existences.Irony.

Yeah I was thinking that too (also dyscalulic) but I 1) keep a calculator on me, and 2) the machine still does it and 3) I still deserve a fucking living wage and 4) the op and the artist are still assholes.

cupcakemichi:

wyrdwulf:

the-goddamazon:

howtobeterrell:

secretandroid:

blue-author:

soradiesinkh3:

princexneeshydoomcuddles:

ohgodhesloose:

cheskamouse:

faethebunny:

svidrigailovskaya:

v10l3n7:

dicklessturdpusher:

almightybob:

agoodcartoon:

sadly, a person making minimum wage in america would be baffled by seeing a bill larger than a $5 or $1. a good cartoon.

written by someone that’s never been to or worked in retail

"you deserve poverty for giving me poor customer service"

I hope the person who made that cartoon dies a painful death.

and furthermore I’ll work circles around you, dickhead.

oh ps. what kind of name is Rob Smith Jr?????

"*this is a true story"

somehow i highly doubt it.

As someone who has done a lot in retail; this is literally impossible. The damn cash register tells you what change to give. The artist definitely pulled this one out of their ass

Ass, brain, whats the difference?

The best part that undermines the cartoonist’s intent is that, if she’s demanding $11/hour and the meal is $10.60, it means right now she can’t even afford to eat where she works with an hour’s pay.

And even if this was a true story (which is like really clearly isn’t)

IT’S FULLY MORE LIKELY that there was some sort of counterfeit 20$ bill problem in the area

Because I see that ALL THE TIME, they have to call a manager because they know they aren’t supposed to just take the 20s in case their fake but maybe they don’t have the easy way to check the bill on them or something.

Like if your assumption is that someone sitting in front of a big computer/calculator machine all day doesn’t know how to give you change you’re just shitty tbh

you can tell robsmithjr.com what you think of his shit comic

*goes to robsmithjr.com*

*sees blurb to see Rob Smith Jr.’s cartoons on Glenn Beck*

*understands everything*

i made min. wage when i had to count all the registers AND THE SAFE in a supermarket and do wire transfers for thousands of dollars that i counted by hand. but yeah, totally baffled by anything larger than a $5 bill…

i’ve had customers at my current retail job talk to me like i’m an idiot because they gave ME incorrect change and then refuse to listen when i explain their mistake

i deal with grown adults on a regular basis who need to be walked through using their debit card on a pin pad, but clearly make more money than i do. and i can assure you most people can’t do basic math in their heads judging from my 10+ years of experience in retail. that’s why calculators exist, jfc

but more importantly, the comic creator is literally saying that 1) if a person works in min. wage jobs it’s because they’re “stupid” 2) if a person can’t do math in their head they’re useless and deserve to live in poverty

and that’s completely vile and they should be ashamed of themselves

^ this

People who make arguments like “minimum wage workers can’t do math in their head and are stupid” don’t know how a POS machine works.

You literally press however much was given and it does the math for you.

This minimizes any extra work you have to do to figure out how much change to give them.

The fucking bills are organized in the register along with change so you literally only need basic arithmetic to figure out how much change to give someone. When a store says they don’t take something higher than a $20 it’s usually because they don’t have enough to dole out change without emptying the register and registers are required to have a specified amount of money in them in order for transactions togo smoothly.

I worked in retail, it’s so fucking simple but retail and fast food workers deserved to be paid a LIVING WAGE for being on their feet for 8+ hours a day dealing with your self-aggrandizing ass. I worked at GameStop and the fucking assholes I did not get paid enough to be dealing with those assholes.

And I wish we’d stop calling it minimum wage and start calling it LIVING wage, because whatever job you have should pay you enough to be able to afford to live off of.

This whole thing and every comment is creepy to me as a dyscalculic. There are people who think its not possible for that scenario to happen? Theyre wrong. The people who think if that scenario WERE to happen that the cashier doesnt deserve a living wage? Those people are disgusting excuses.

Its just another reminder that if youre disabled people dont think you deserve to survive, or that your experiences cant possibly be real.

And really, I have a university education and I do several community service projects a year. I am PROBABLY more educated and capable than the author and the commenters. I work so you people can have cushy clueless existences.

Irony.

Yeah I was thinking that too (also dyscalulic) but I 1) keep a calculator on me, and 2) the machine still does it and 3) I still deserve a fucking living wage and 4) the op and the artist are still assholes.