Monday, March 28, 2011
Harassment And Discrimination In The Workplace
I hate it when someone points out a problem and says that I fucked it up and I say, “No, you fucked it up,” and then I deny having fucked it up and they don’t explicitly deny having fucked it up but they implicitly do so by continuing to insist that it was me who fucked it up and then we check it out and it turns out that we both fucked it up but I lose because I’m the only one who explicitly denied fucking it up. It’s total bullshit. They fucked it up more than I did. I didn’t even want to talk about it in the first place.
Friday, March 11, 2011
Privacy Is Still A Social Norm
True story: one of my facebook friends has a facebook friend named Desiree Butt.
I couldn’t befriend someone named Desiree Butt no matter how nice of a person she might be. It’s too much. I have nothing against her and I wish her the best, but I want no part of it. It’d be this weird, uncomfortable experience every time her name came up. At some point it would start to feel really forced to have to keep laughing at the same joke, but how else does one respond when confronted with a name like Desiree Butt? Also, not to blame the victim but one can always change one’s name, right? Once you’re 18 it’s all on you. At least spell it Butte for fuck’s sake.
Maybe in real life I could be her friend because I wouldn’t see her name printed out whenever we interacted, but a friendship on facebook definitely wouldn’t work. What would we comment on? FarmVille and shit? It’d be like hanging out in a chat room with I.P. Freely and not talking about peeing freely.
Whether or not one desires butts, whether or not one desires butts has never been a big part of polite conversation. It’s just not a subject that people want raised all the time. It’s not the taboo it once was, I guess, but it’s still pretty personal…not the best topic for semi-public discourse, even casual discourse conducted among friends. But with Desiree Butt the issue would always be there – every time, all up in your face. It would be extremely distracting, unsettlingly so, and the last thing I want from my social network is more social anxiety. I’m not a prude and I think people should be themselves, but I also think it’s important to maintain a certain level of decorum.
I couldn’t befriend someone named Desiree Butt no matter how nice of a person she might be. It’s too much. I have nothing against her and I wish her the best, but I want no part of it. It’d be this weird, uncomfortable experience every time her name came up. At some point it would start to feel really forced to have to keep laughing at the same joke, but how else does one respond when confronted with a name like Desiree Butt? Also, not to blame the victim but one can always change one’s name, right? Once you’re 18 it’s all on you. At least spell it Butte for fuck’s sake.
Maybe in real life I could be her friend because I wouldn’t see her name printed out whenever we interacted, but a friendship on facebook definitely wouldn’t work. What would we comment on? FarmVille and shit? It’d be like hanging out in a chat room with I.P. Freely and not talking about peeing freely.
Whether or not one desires butts, whether or not one desires butts has never been a big part of polite conversation. It’s just not a subject that people want raised all the time. It’s not the taboo it once was, I guess, but it’s still pretty personal…not the best topic for semi-public discourse, even casual discourse conducted among friends. But with Desiree Butt the issue would always be there – every time, all up in your face. It would be extremely distracting, unsettlingly so, and the last thing I want from my social network is more social anxiety. I’m not a prude and I think people should be themselves, but I also think it’s important to maintain a certain level of decorum.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
