DO NOT TRY TO PERSUADE PEOPLE TO VOTE FOR A CANDIDATE AT THE POLLS.
DO NOT ENGAGE IN ANY KIND OF POLITICAL DISCOURSE AT THE POLLS.
NO ELECTION IS EVER A SURE THING, EVEN IF YOU’RE IN THE BLUEST OR REDDEST OF STATES. IF SOMEONE TRIES TO TELL YOU THAT YOU CAN SIT THIS ONE OUT, THEY ARE EITHER IGNORANT OR MALICIOUS.
apparently my boss who is a professor at my school doesn’t have a cell phone and his coworkers were upset by this so they bought him a childs toy phone and labeled it “David’s jitterbug” (for those of you that don’t know jitterbugs are phones made for old people that have like massive buttons and shit) so the other day I walked into his office to ask him a question and he pressed a button on it which made it start loudly playing the ABCs and he said “excuse me I have to take this” and then started singing along to the ABCs while shooing me out of his office
this is the phone. he apparently was in the middle of a meeting with the department the other day and got annoyed so he pressed a button, said “I have to take this” and left
David’s co-workers probably: “This is a valid tactic to embarrass him into buying a mobile phone, right?”
David: “Bold of you to assume that I get embarrassed.”
“I didn’t want to be around it. I didn’t want to hear the yelling, or the fighting. So I ran away from the badness. I spent my childhood at the houses of friends. I surrounded myself with people. And I became a social butterfly. Even when I moved to London ten years ago, I still kept my old friends around me. There were always so many people coming and going. But then we all turned thirty, and suddenly everyone was going, and not coming back again. Things began to fall apart for me. I lost my support network. I lost my job. I found myself in an abusive relationship, just like my mother had been. I was so angry at myself for going through the same cycle. But I allowed it to happen, because he was the only thing keeping me from being completely alone. But one day I did it. I finally left him. For a moment I had no friends, no job, no place to live, and no relationship. I wanted to run back home. But I stayed in London. I stayed just to teach myself that I could be ok. I rented a room in a house full of strangers. I began doing things on my own. I went to a music festival by myself, and ended up meeting the best friends of my life. I stayed single for three good years. I taught myself what I want and what I deserve. Now I’ve got a great boyfriend who’s not insecure, who’s not jealous, who’s not controlling, who lets me be myself. And I’ve learned that I’m independent. Growing up I always thought of myself as independent. But it was just a thought. I never knew. But now I know.” (London, England)
