Author: suchasinistergame

Ugh idk what to do tomorrow. I went and had my unpleasant medical test at the hospital today, which involved being sedated, and they told me I needed another adult with me for 24 hours – and that I shouldn’t go to work tomorrow. Which is like, yay great, ofc, but last Friday was pretty busy so I don’t really want to miss out on moneys if tomorrow is the same. Otoh the half day I did today was pretty quiet, so who knows. PLUS I wanted to make brownies to take to the TMS guys, lol, though I can do that at home; but also, someone is meant to be coming to collect something from my shop tomorrow and if I’m not there it’ll probably be a big hassle for several people >< 

I mean I actually feel perfectly fine lol so I’m sure I’d be able to work, but because I’m going straight to Leeds ngl it’d make my life easier for me to not go; and I am never, ever, EVER going to choose to work if I have a legit excuse not to. Guess I’ll see how I feel in the morning ;3a 

Alonso, texting Webber: When we pick you up, I will make wild, passionate love to you. Prepare your body.
Alonso, five minutes later: I didn’t type that! That was Jenson! I left him with my phone for like 10 seconds!

When people ask if I do hot food (or “warm food” which someone asked for today which sounded bizarre to me) I just want to tell ‘em that if they want fuckin’ eggs benedict they can go ANYWHERE ELSE IN THE CITY cos every fucker is doing it ¬_¬ (And if you come in and initially ask if I do sandwiches you’re sending mixed signals here love <.<)

I know it’s not normal to be this impatient with people lol but a) at least I didn’t make any sarcastic comments EVEN THOUGH I WANTED TO so that’s a victory and b) PEOPLE JUST FUCK ME OFF SO MUCH idek how people tolerate 90% of the human race when they’re all so bloody annoying. 

lizardtitties:

A lot of the “women are socialised to be housewives or avoid manual labor” thing is really alien to be as a working class English woman. Because poor women have always been working, and have been instrumental in a lot of workers rights. I mean, the London Matchgirls Strike happened in 1888. Women in the labour movement have always been A Thing. Women have the right to equal pay in the UK because a bunch of mouthy, unclassified Essex Girls kicked off about it in the 60s and went on strike.

My grandma has an Open University degree in philosophy she obtained while working nights at a pie factory so she could be a better union rep. My 19th century ancestors were 14 year old girls working in cotton mills. The choice between “having it all” and “stay at home mum” was never a choice for my communities; the women worked and they generally worked in dangerous jobs. If they didn’t work, it was because they were married to men who spent 14 hours down a mine and someone literally did have to be home to look after the small children.

When people are talking about trying to get girls into STEM subjects at university level or women in offices missing out on promotions due to pregnancy, I can’t help but think how alien that kind of thing is to women from my family, to women like me. We didn’t go to university, we don’t work in offices (and if we do, it’s a call centre), we’re not getting promotions or having the kinds of jobs where you can angle for a raise. I’m not saying these things aren’t important. But pretending that women have never been in the labor rights movement, and pretending that as a working class woman, getting a quota for female board members in a multinational corporation is a victory for me… Well, it ignores history, and it ignores how integral class is to who I am and how my life has turned out. Thatcher being prime minister wasn’t a victory for all British women, it was a blow to working class women.

We are not all on the same team. I’ll stand on a picket line with crass working class blokes and fight benefit cuts with men in football shirts that make you uncomfortable far before I campaign for Harriet Harmon or the right for more women to be in power at my terrible company.