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Cake day: July 16th, 2023

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  • If I were taking advantage of their services, I would tip them too. As I’m benefiting from a first-world plate carrier’s service, I’ll tip them. Participating in a society by only doing things that help others when you might suffer consequences (via poor service on a return visit) is poor manners at the very least.

    I don’t think this conversation is going to be very productive (at least on my end), so I’ll cut it off here. Have a good one.








  • I might be boring, but I would hate a climbing gym first date. It’s public and easy to leave, but requires certain clothing, involves weird contortions and angles, and I’d get red and sweaty af. I’m not especially femme (so no makeup problems), but that’s still a recipe for self consciousness for me.

    Obviously if you float it beforehand and they accept, that’s great (and they’re probably more what you’re looking for), I would just not suggest that as an extension of a coffee date. I could see it going either way from your comment, so I just wanted to note it.


  • Yeah, I assume she is, he isn’t, and she’s opening up to him a little.

    Before I realized I was autistic, I had a bad understanding of it, so I definitely rejected people trying to connect with me about my obvious autism, because I thought it precluded the ability to empathize (laughably incorrect, but that’s ignorance for ya). That’s also a chance.

    But it’s a greentext, so there’s probably no girl and OP’s a liar anyway :)




  • I’ve got a dear friend who’s been struggling with suicidal ideation for years, and there are lots of reasons I don’t want him to, primarily that he’s a force of good in the world. Secondarily, he deserves to know joy and he can’t do that if he kills himself first (then there’s his goddaughter, his writing, getting to watch trump die, coming to visit me in Germany, his work is getting picked up more and more, apple fritters, blueberry picking, going on drives in his beat-to-shit old van, and a hundred other reasons). It’s getting to the age where even my terminally optimistic self starts to think that he deserves peace, but I can’t help thinking that therapeutic attention is the best solution (he was raised too catholic for that, unfortunately). He keeps talking to me and he doesn’t get too annoyed about it, so I’ll keep talking to him until one day, panicked, I can’t reach him, and the world will forever be worse.