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Save this to your phones or computer and post it on other websites like twitter too!

Why would you NOT reblog this?

Heyyyy a post about consent that isn’t problematic for aces!

I like models of consent that don’t invalidate my existence or my ability to consent! Yay!









This is a great movie.

What I want to say EVERY SINGLE TIME. 

Baristas are paid minimum wage to follow their company’s policies. That includes using whatever terms their company decides on for branding purposes. If you want a frappuccino instead of a frappe, a large instead of a venti, or whatever other thing you wanna call your drink, that’s fine. Your barista? They are paid shitty wages and work shitty hours and have to deal with hundreds of people telling them medium instead of grande, or large instead of venti (which refers to the fact that it is, actually, 20 oz of liquid, meaning you’re being a jackass for no reason).

Your barista isn’t stupid. They know what a fucking ‘large’ is and they know their store’s branding and slang sounds dumb to a lot of people. So how about, instead of being an asshole to a minimum wage worker, you consider why you keep buying $6 coffees instead of making that shit at home.

I’ll say that one more time.

Your barista is not stupid.

They know what a large is, what a medium is, and what a small is.

They also know they can be fired for not toeing the company line. And they can be fired for not standing there and taking the abuse you’re spewing at them.

They are being paid to not fight back. They are being paid to stand there all day and translate medium to grande and venti and large and regular and all while you bitch about the specific words you “have” to use. They are being paid to be welcoming and friendly and nice to you while you call them stupid.

Bitch, I know baristas with Ph.Ds, okay? Back the fuck off.

bless you

This. We are also taught to clarify the customer’s order according to our company’s wording, as evidenced in the gif set. I worked at Starbucks for 3 years and daily I would encounter someone asking for a small, medium or large and I always had to say, “so, you want a tall caramel macchiato?” It’s not hard to say yes or no, especially once the barista picks up the cup and you know that’s the size you want.

We are pretty flexible at McDonald’s. Like I don’t care if you order a frappe or a Frappuccino. I know what you meant. Now espresso drinks sometimes take a bit more clarification but still are easily ordered.

Anyway, yeah. Don’t be an asshole and it’s okay to ask questions.

The “clarification” step is what leads me to utter bafflement about people who correct baristas.  When it first happened to me - when I asked for a “small” coffee and the barista confirmed with “tall” - I realized that the entire process would go a damned sight faster if I learned whateverthehell word the coffee shop used for what I wanted and used it.  The barista would know exactly what I wanted, I would know exactly what I wanted, and we’d get it all done a lot more efficiently.

So…yeah.  People who correct baristas are on the same list for me as grammar prescriptivists.  Just because you want to use language “correctness” to feel smugly superior doesn’t mean there is any such thing as your “correct” language.

Yes, absolutely this.

And there was a time when I would have been a grammar prescriptivist but it was more because I needed to understand and be understood. Now I ask people to say things in a different way rather than saying “That’s not the right way to use that word” etc.

And then there were the people who would come into our place and order tall coffees when we had the “normal” small, medium and large sizes, and I always wanted to yell at those people “WE ARE NOT FUCKING STARBUCKS! READ THE DAMN MENU!”

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#this is not an exaggeration okay #children do say this #children do wonder why they can’t find themselves in the media #don’t fucking tell me it doesn’t matter #it matters so much #children NEED to see themselves represented #or else they grow up feeling inferior and not worthy

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Ugh. I really just want to write the script for my super heroine movie, but I feel like I have to come up with a lot of background and back story stuff before I do, and I’m doing that now, but it’s SO FRUSTRATING! GYAH!

I’m SO anal about continuity that I feel like I can’t write the script until I do, but coming up with it is hurting my brain.








If you’re not watching Sirens on Thursday nights at 10pm on USA, then you’re missing out. Not only is it one of the funniest shows out there right now — being that it’s co-created and executive produced by Denis Leary — but it’s also highly inclusive.

It centers on a team of Chicago EMTs, and focuses on the odd partnership of three men, Brian, who is the new guy, Johnny, a guy with a slow developing emotional range, and Hank, an African-American homosexual who defies all stereotypes the rest of popular media inflicts upon gay men. Their team is fleshed out in Cash, Voodoo, and Stats. And last night’s episode showed that Voodoo is asexual.

It took Brian from confusion and denail, to attempts to understand, and eventually wrapped it all around in a bow of acceptance. Brian went from the ideology that asexuals “just haven’t had proper sex,” to wanting to understand what asexual means — and failing — and finally all the way to realizing that sex isn’t what defines relationships, and that just being around Voodoo is enough for him.

Do yourselves a favor, and catch up on the episodes, and start tuning in Thursdays at 10.

this looks promising!!



I haven’t seen it and doesn’t look like my kind of show, but maybe some of you all would be interested!


In a shocking turn of events….

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