the whitest Asian, apparently
Colleague dislocated his shoulders, apparently. can carry plates, can’t scrape them clean, nor can he be touched around the shoulders apparently. if not, he sinks into a pile of shuddering, pained little animal.
And threatens to stab me just because i gave him a friendly push around the elbows, and apparently hurt his shoulders. This would mark the second time he’s threatened to stab me. shit, you want to stab me, what do you think i was going to do? break down into tears and fucking beg you to spare my life? baby, I’ve had enough of life sometimes - and you caught me on the down side.
“this is the 2nd time i’ve heard you threatened to stab me. Next time, fucking just do it.”
no i wasn’t being brave or anything. I was angry. Angry at the boy who’s trying to be a man, angry for the “Drama” he’s putting up. it’s just a fucking dislocated arm. boo-fucking-hoo. I have broke shit, twisted shit and i am always in fucking pain because I HAVE A WOMB. it’s was just a slight push, get over yourself.
meanwhile, remember this colleague who said i wasn’t white enough for my name? we’ve gotten along ever since then. so, last night i was pointing out to someone our very “first ever real conversation”. everyone laughed, then, the “offender” said: “oh oh!! ever since then, I have changed my mind! “YOU’RE THE WHITEST ASIAN I’VE EVER MET!”
god. sweetheart, if i didn’t know you, i would be offended all over again! since when is your race a personality trait? lol
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