Xennial nerd, genderqueer lesbian, foster cat parent, anticapitalist, neurodivergent, exhausted 24/7. Former geek culture columnist, former editor for a gay romance publisher, currently able to pay my bills and kind of hating it. In Culpeper, but not FROM Culpeper. Admin on retro.pizza.
@jcrabapple If anybody's out in the far-flung #virginia exurbs they could come visit some adoptable kittens and cats at the Culpeper PetSmart on Saturday from 11-3!
@jcrabapple I've generally assumed this was some low-key Enforcement of Normalcy but maybe they genuinely think I'm doing it for attention and they should give me some IDK
This need to comment on things that perhaps seem to the Basic mind like a call for attention but are actually just me trying to live my damn life once led to me having to explain to some old white man that "necromancy" did not mean having sex with the dead.
But it has occurred to me that many Very Basic people... *enjoy* attention? That sometimes they do things *for* attention? So when they feel a need to make some inane comment about, say, my unusual coffee process in the break room, they... think this is a kindness? That I am doing this thing because I *want attention* and not because K-cup coffee is unbearable swill? When in truth I want nothing more than to be unobserved?