First off, I'd like to say it's not really "work". I'm a volunteer. There is no paycheck tying me to this hospital. Quite frankly, I don't see why I didn't just leave yesterday. I had a car, a boyfriend, and about forty bucks cash on me. I could have spent the day better.
It's been piling up, really. All the stress. All the little things. Maybe if I wasn't already so pissed off it wouldn't have ruined my day. But I was, it did, and well, here I am.
So this janitor. Is trying to get a degree in psychology. Which is one of the majors I'm going into. And her thesis is about homosexuality. And how it's a choice, not genetic.
Fine if you think that. Whatever. I can't control you. But YOU can control what comes out your mouth and YOU can choose not to gay-bash in the workplace.
Some of the snippets that came out her mouth:
"How do I know it's a choice? Well, I chose to be straight. People as me how I know, well, I reached a certain point where I realized I didn't want to bed all my female friends..."
It was hard not to rage.
This is my least-favorite stereotype about homosexuality. If a straight person doesn't necessarily want to bed everyone of the opposite gender, why do people assume that a gay person wants to bed everyone of their same gender?
Y'know what? I'm done here.
I sound angry and immature right now. Well that's how I feel. Should I be responding more logically and less emotionally? Yes.
I guess maybe I'm just mad at myself for not speaking up more. But she wasn't listening to me.
She basically called me "some ignorant little girl still sucking on Mom's tit."
Actually, that's exactly what she called me.
I just...
I hate stupid people.
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