The BC Human Rights Tribunal dismissed multiple complaints before a hearing because they would not accept, despite being given the primary evidence, that "viral vector" COVID-19 vaccines are genetic-based (they are DNA based says the CDC). I'm afraid everyone who took those vaccines under the misrepresentation that these were traditional vaccines was misled. So much for your precious Human Rights Tribunal, huh Charlie?
I've become increasingly selective about who I will keep in my life. I have way fewer relationships than I used to, but they are much more satisfying. I no longer tolerate a lot of behaviours socially, and I am left only with people who truly value me. This includes family!
Waste my time regularly? Bigoted? Take advantage of those with less than you? Ignore my clear boundaries? Bye. I've been told that I'm harsh for being willing to cut people off easily. I see it more as saving us both time, as I'm never going to be compatible with that person and will never be happy with our relationship.
Not putting up with people because I "should" is the most empowering thing I've ever done.
My real act of rebellion wasn't in the clothes that I wore but on the attempt to be a compassionate human in a selfish world.
should have a sink just for washing hands. In other countries you see them all the time. Its so frustrating waiting 10 minutes for people doing god knows what in the bathrooms. I just want to wash my hands before I eat!
Also, to those who take forever in restaurant bathrooms: I hate you.
Is it wrong that the first thing that popped into my mind looking at some old tintype photo is Dam that girl looks good.
My budget is getting very tight. Before I could afford good bread and organic milk. Now I'm buying 50 percent off bread and 50 percent off milk. I feel like a failure.
It's been like three months since someone has come up to me to tell me I look like a movie star.
I don't miss it.
It's always a little awkward.
I guess you could say this is a drought, if only I didn't know that every other person that looks at me isn't thinking it.
I’m done with all these lame chain restaurants like Denny’s, Boston Pizza, Earls, Cactus Club and so on etc. They’re all pretty much the same song and dance: mediocre food and lousy service. I need to find a new place to eat.
My manager had a choice today: he could move one item from Box A to Box B as he's already in the office, or have me commute 2.5 hours to do the same. The item has no bearing on my paid work. If the item stays in Box A, it's not part of my job duties. He asked me to come in. Fortunately a coworker offered to move the item for me. Point blank I realized that my manager doesn't have my back at all and would prefer to do nothing and have me on transit for 2.5 hours. It's times like these I wish I were independently wealthy.
When I was very small I liked to look through my baby book; see the pictures, the lock of hair, and beautiful cursive in my mothers hand. The past few years I’ve become more curious about my birth. The answer is often that it was a difficult time and it’s best I not know. Not know what? The baby book mysteriously misplaced, and as I age and become more self aware I notice a concerning trend in myself that causes me to wonder, what happened?