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Thinking about when I first moved to Ohio and me and my girlfriend went out for our anniversary date. We thought it would be nice to overdress a little and it was winter, so we were wearing wool hats. We looked very 1940s and it was cute.

A lady came up to me and said: "excuse me, are you part of that society of ladies that dress fancy?"

Me: "No ma'am, we are on a date."

Lady: "the both of you? Like that?"

Me: "...it's our anniversary?"

Lady was prepared for two people in their 30s to be part of a Red Hat Society offshoot, but not lesbians.

One night I was hungry and the guy I was dating at the time ordered a pizza for me. Presumably he said "it's for my boyfriend" or something like that. I went to pick it up and the lady said "Oh this was ordered by your girlfriend Mike"

Obsessed with this. I think my gender today will be Girlfriend Mike.

by far the best part of grocery shopping is the little babies. i was carefully selecting mushrooms when i felt upon me a piercing gaze and looked up to see a very chubby and very red-cheeked baby staring intently at me from a grocery cart with a slightly furrowed brow, hand clutching an apple for dear life. i wiggled a mushroom at her and she gasped and kept staring. i turned back to the mushrooms and heard a shriek. i turned around and the baby stared in anticipation. i wiggled another mushroom and she shrieked again in delight. she looked down at the apple in her hand, considering it for a moment. fair-minded as she was, she decided it would only be right to wiggle produce at me in return, and she held up the apple and shook it with all her might. i think i could live forever now

If you ever feel like you don't contribute to fandom because you "only" comment—

A regular serial commenter just joined a fandom Discord server I'm on and people are coming out of the woodwork to thank her for her service to the fandom, expressing how much joy her comments on their works bring them.

Remember—they're never only comments.

If you're a reader who gets nervous about leaving comments, please take a moment to read the notes on this post. The tags alone have been giving me life for the past week, and it's honestly lovely.

#fandom isn't about producing fan content anyway#it's about community and engagement#comments on fanworks and interactions with fellow fans IS contributing to fandom#never forget that

Shout-out to @raiphend for the addition of these very correct tags.

People who "only" comment are so so important. I recognise the usernames of people who regularly comment on my fics and I love them all. In fact I love anyone who leaves an uplifting comment on my work, whether it's once or repeatedly. Interaction is so important, it's really nice to feel like you're connecting with people via what you create, even if just for a brief moment.

wholesome interactions i saw in the metro :’(

another wholesome interaction i saw recently

I went to the library to borrow some DVDs we're planning to watch, but when I handed the librarian my card, it took me a solid 15 seconds to register that I handed her my fucking weed card.

Me, fumbling to swap it out: "OH MY GOD, I AM SO SORRY, I was on total autopilot!!"

The librarian: "It's all good, I just assumed it was a flex."

#did the exact opposite of this the other day when I handed the cashier at a book store my library card instead of my credit card#and we both just stared at in confusion for a solid 15 seconds before I went oh fuck I can’t use that here#and she said ‘oh I’m glad that was unintentional bc I thought I was gonna have to explain some hard truths about bookstores to you’ fhshsgag via @formereldestdaughter

we are the same, u and i.

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One time I tried to say “take care” after ringing up a customer. I opened my mouth and for some reason I was unable to make a noise except for a very small “t-eh” sound initially and by the time I remembered how to make words I had to shout across the store for them to hear me. What I ended up saying was “Take over!!!” after which they glanced back at me uncomfortably and left without another word.

I am haunted by that interaction to this day.

I worked at a bilingual call centre and once tried to end a conversation by saying either “salut” or “au revoir” but I combined them into “savoir!!” So i just said “to know!!” To the customer and hung up

fun fact! the human error rate is 3%! So naturally all.of these were bound to happen eventually

A couple weeks ago I rang up some guy buying two watermelons but put in the wrong produce code so I said “ok your total is $119” and he said “sorry what” and I said “oh sorry I read the pre discount price. $116.”

nothing has been more important to my being queer than when i went to my first pride parade, got seperated from my group, had a panic attack about it and was sitting on the side of the road holding a tiny genderfluid flag and freaking out. then this six foot five drag queen in four inch heels appeared from literally nowhere and sat down next to me. i, this scared-shitless trans bi kid at pride for the first time, very nervously told her she looked pretty and i told her my name and that i got lost and didn't feel like i should be at pride and she held my hand and said "oh, honey, everybody deserves to be here, especially you. pride is for everybody who's ever gotten lost, who's been scared of who they are or where they are. you think we never been scared before? pride's for you, honey, because you're scared. you don't have to be proud right now, but you're gonna be one day, honey, i'm sure of it."

i found my group soon after that and i never saw that queen again but to this day i am convinced i met an angel.

peac & love on planet earth

A true story of vehicular queer solidarity. Happy Pride.

I was a pretty weird outcasted child so one of the greatest wonders of my adult life has been realizing that you can just go someplace and meet some people and casually make some friends, and they might not be in your life forever but you can hang out for a while, and then you can go somewhere else and do it again, and again, if it doesn’t work out no biggie, etc.

Also there’s no point in your life where the window on making friends just closes. You’re never going to hit an age where that’s that, you’re done making friends, you’ll never make another one again. Seems pretty academic but honestly I think it would have saved younger-me (and particularly university-aged me) a lot of stress and worry if someone had just sat me down and told me this.

things i say that confuse and worry my coworkers:

I work in a blood bank, and constantly refer to blood types as flavors, such as “Oh, you need two units? What flavor is he?” And my older coworkers just look at me confused but my coworker that’s my age doesn’t miss a beat and responds “A Pos”

This is the energy I aspire to.

Maggie the poet

i was in the grocery store and saw an onion on the ground and picked it up, absently saying “poor little guy.” behind me a teenage girl started laughing and then stopped and went “aww. i’m sorry for laughing. that’s nice actually.” and the cycle of cruelty is broken for another generation as a young person realizes that it is not embarrassing to have empathy for another thing that was once living, because certainly to be a lone white onion rolling on the ground in a supermarket would be terrifying to anyone

Found another idiotic accounting mistake from my predecessor that I have to fix and I was like "WILL THE SPECTER OF THAT MAN'S INCOMPETENCE EVER CEASE TO HAUNT ME" and my coworker was like "Why do you talk like that"