Is what Scum English guy felt the need to call out to me from his fancy hotel balcony as I was trying to get home after a very long work day and disappointing venture to a couple of Melbourne venues trying to get out amongst the people.
Earlier today someone started messaging me telling me he had my. Idea and why is my bush so hairy and he has it on good authority that I smell (I’ve never ever ever taken nudes let alone sent them so this is unlikely but still). That dumb **** wouldn’t send me this image he claimed to have and I blocked him but it still bummed me out. Then talking to a tinder match who turns out to be broken and in love with a woman in Florida. Then waste of space guy told me I was fat, just after I’d been noticing on that ride hike that I have a fat roll on my hip now that wasn’t there before (yeah, I am fat, getting fatter. This job has seen me gain weight not lose it that really sucks)
Then I scooter past A domestic violence event. The guy didn’t hit her but he was screaming at her with a voice like a coiled fist GET IN THE ROOM YOU **** OR ILL KNOCK YOU OUT YOU PIECE OF ****. I doubled back to act as witness but what
Can I do? She acquiesced and kept walking with him so I couldn’t tell her she deserves so much more kindness than that. I thought about filming or calling the cops but I didn’t want to enrage him further and the cops would be too slow.
Then I read some very sage feedback to a post I made about work about how people are well within their rights to be unhappy with me if I’m perpetually late and it’s wise and true but they don’t know, I’m already trying to not be perpetually late, it’s hard. Today I ran ten minutes late because I prioritised getting extra sleep. I skipped breakfast, I skipped coffee. I can’t skip putting clothes on. Usually why I run late is because I have thought i can fit more tasks into a time frame than I actually can. I’m working on it but this job tries me, a lot of times being on time means going into sleep debt and I feel absolutely lousy in that. What if that’s a cop out what if I just suck?
And I’m definitely fat, so fat strangers are heckling me now. And I continue to feel like find actual mutual attraction and love is a complete pipe dream. All I get is weirdoes insulting me