If you’re not following Dragon, you should really do that.
My appreciation for Kanaya comes in waves. Usually it’s settled, calm, an acknowledgement that yes, she’s pretty cool.
And then of course I see something, and I’m slapped with a tsunami of Oh Shit Kanaya’s Fantastic How Could I Not Adore This Awkward Fashion-Conscious Amateur Landscaper Lesbian Alien Vampire With A Chainsaw Who Isn’t Going To Take Your Shit directly to the face.
In short: Kanaya Maryam is rad as hell.
Hayley tagged me and it looked interesting.
Nickname: Daxolotl, Daxle, about half a million others my sisters call me, and one that I’m not saying.
Birthday: 12th of February.
Height: 5’6”, last time I checked.
Time zone: DST for the moment.
What time and date is it there: 14:41, 26th of September.
Average amount of sleep I get each night: Anywhere between 6 and 9 hours.
The last thing I Googled was: “Timezone in England”. Shut up, I forgot the term for DST and I always get confused and think we’re on GMT.
My most used phrase(s): “Fair enough”, “What the actual fuck”, “I have no idea how I just died.” (For the latter - I play a lot of Diablo 3. There are a lot of bullshit deaths.)
First word that comes to mind: Cairo.
What I last said to a family member: (To my mother, as she was leaving the house) “Okay, bye!”
One place that makes me happy & why: Iceland. The entirety of the country of Iceland.
How many blankets I sleep under: Sheets and a duvet. No blankets unless it’s bloody cold.
Favorite beverage(s): Tea. Orange juice. Cosmopolitans, Vodka and coke, Mojitos if they’re well-made.
The last movie I watched in the cinema: I…cannot even remember. I watched The Lego Movie on the plane trip to Istanbul. Does that count?
Three things I can’t live without: Internet access, glasses. Friends, if I’m feeling cliché.
Something I plan on learning: How to drive, how to travel alone.
A piece of advice for all my followers: If you have confidence issues, use joking faux-overconfidence to mask it. Long-term, it can help.
have to might like to listen to these songs: Glory and Gore (Trap Remix), Sigh No More, Down The Road.
Also, this Zelda Medley by Lindsey Stirling.
Why yes, you are correct im-the-asshole-that. I really really hate boomers constantly shitting on my generation.
At my job, I once had to take a training course called “Dealing with Difficult People.” And during that course, for no apparent reason, the instructor started off on a rant about millenials which quickly devolved into the entire room of boomers bitching about my generation. At one point, one lady called us “animals.”
When I raised my hand to point out that this was disrespectful, I was told “it’s okay, you’re not like them.” At which point I snapped and asked HOW. My experiences are their experiences. You know what we saw when we grew up? We saw a housing market collapse. We saw the beginning of a war on terror so vaguely defined as to have no visible end. We saw an entire generation stick their fingers in their ears and shout “GLOBAL WARMING ISN’T REAL AND IF IT IS IT’S A PROBLEM FOR THE NEXT GENERATION.”
We’ve been told that “you better go to college if you want a good job” only to graduate to find that there are no jobs available because the work force ISN’T RETIRING. We’ve seen the cost of higher education increase OVER 1,000% in the last four decades. A college credit that cost an day’s minimum wage in the 70’s costs us 60 days of work. Those of us who graduate with student loans are told that if we couldn’t afford it we shouldn’t have gone. Those who don’t go are told that we can’t expect a job without a college degree.
We’ve grown up in a world where the acceptance rate at Harvard is higher than the acceptance rate at a new Walmart. We’ve been told that you were grateful for you job flipping burgers, but you were paid the equivalent of $14-$15 an hour to do so. We’ve had employers cut our work week to 39 hours to get out of paying for our healthcare.
I’ve worked in fast food and you want to know a secret? I have never had a problem with teenagers. If they get rowdy or messy they mean no harm. In fact, most of them will stop if you tell them. All they want is a fucking milkshake and a corner to themselves The customers that cause the most problems? They’re middle aged. I had a customer berate me, cuss at me, and call me stupid and ask if I failed math when I told him he hadn’t given me enough money to pay his check. When he finally accepted he was in the wrong, he told me I shouldn’t have made such a big deal out of it because it was “bad customer service” even though any shortage comes out of my paycheck. That sense of entitlement is something I rarely see in millenials.
We’re told in legitimate publications, in TIME MAGAZINE, just how little you think of our generation, how little you RESPECT us and yet you ask for our unquestioning devotion. Well guess what, IT DOESN’T WORK LIKE THAT. You’ve ruined our economy, our housing market, our job market, our environment, and our climate. You continually mock us, demonize us, and leave us to clean up your messes.
RESPECT IS EARNED, and you have done nothing to earn it. And it’s ironic that I have to have this discussion here because at this moment you are the difficult people I am having to deal with.
I was then told I was overly confrontational and would apparently benefit from being sweeter when being called an animal (I may have continued loudly talking over the “instructor” when she tried to cut me off). But the other sole millenial and I shared a loving glance across the room and absolutely lambasted this instructor in the evals and she’s never been invited back to teach that course, so it’s all okay.