Mostly lurking. United States southerner, gay, working retail. An amazing combination

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Cake day: February 23rd, 2024

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  • This is so mean, I know my family tries…

    I know a lot of adults are into figurines and toys, but I’m not. I have a small apartment and dusty surfaces stress me out. Plus there’s a bug problem courtesy of my neighbors, and it’s important to be able to clean up after those fuckers quickly. I just don’t like a home with a bunch of tiny knick-knacks taking up surface space.

    Every birthday and Christmas I get a dozen small toys, usually for things I liked as a kid. I try to mention that I want kitchenwares or craft supplies, but my family just doesn’t remember things I say very often. The fact that they’ve started remembering my birthday, after I mention it all month long, is a victory.

    I don’t want anyone to see their gifts in thrift stores, so I try to sell them on ebay, but it’s slow.


  • Unfortunately not. I left out some stuff because it’s an unpleasant memory but on my walk there I saw him driving, and he pulled over to beat a dog in the backseat. Animal cruelty isn’t really prosecuted here so it’s weird he’d be that bothered by a witness.

    I was nervous and keeping an eye on him after that and sometimes I wonder if he thought I was up to something and got his buddies on the defensive. Or maybe he was a garden-variety creep and saw a fem-presenting person walking alone.


  • A guy followed me around the grocery store when I was around 20. I didn’t have a car and didn’t want to walk home with a stranger following me, so I just walked around the store for ages.

    At one point some guy asked me if I noticed anything strange about the guy following me. I don’t remember what I said. At another point, a friendly stranger started making small talk with me, and asked my name. I was nervous but that’s really common around here and I didn’t know how to leave the conversation.

    I saw both guys reporting back to the guy following me.

    Don’t know what they wanted. I ended up hiding in the women’s restroom for a few hours.