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I was just looking at random shit on instagram and I am not kidding, I saw a picture a person posted saying “After 5 years of trying I finally got my dream job, working at Starbucks! Ever since I was a kid I have always hoped one day I could work at Starbucks and now I am!” This was entirely earnest and without irony and was met with many expressions of congratulations from the OP’s friends. Oh, and this was NOT a teenager.
Aim high, white America!
Discount pumpkin spice lattes, FUCK yeah.
Haha! I assume someone was reading Emperor Norton’s wikipedia page.
I adore him. I love reading stories of Emperor Norton, and this one (highly fictionalized, of course) is my very favorite. Matter of fact, this is one of my favorite Sandman issues of all time. This is the last page of Three Septembers and a January, from Fables and Reflections.
It’s worth mentioning, the kinds of insults that get lobbed at me on the internet regarding my appearance have never, ever been said in real life. Not one single time. It’s also worth mentioning that people who do this type of thing specifically pick something they assume you’ll be self conscious about, and pick at it just to get your goat. Doesn’t make it true. Just makes it clear that person flinging the insults is an awful individual that you don’t want anything to do with anyway. There are people who are so self entitled they legitimately can’t see past the words on their monitor. If at this point in the internet’s evolution someone has no empathy that there is a human being they’re typing at, not just some bot automaton, well, they’re probably a sociopath, and it’s probably no picnic being them in real life. Insulting people behind a veil of what they perceive as anonymity is all they’ve got. Soooooo, that’s pretty pathetic. Don’t let it rattle you. Sure sometimes this kind of thing comes from someone who is legitimately angry. Still doesn’t make it true. So, who cares?
Yes yes, I have big ugly “man hands.” Suck yourself, I’m 5'11" and 130 lbs. Go ahead, criticize what you must, young grasshopper. Things like that matter so much to total strangers, naturally. Brb running off to bind my hands like ancient Asian concubines did to their feet so as not to affront the world at large any further. 😏
I had a really shitty day but like, remember when Louis ate those poodles and Lestat was just cackling at him? LOL that cheered me up quite a bit just now.