I remember -- distinctly - in tee ball getting a line drive to the throat. My dad was the coach, and he was like "WTF!!"
I don't think I knew the fuck word at the time, but I'm pretty sure I was all like "WTREALLYBADWORDIDON'TKNOWYET!"
Hmm. Pain tolerance. Mine is pretty high. I grew up on a farm, being stepped on, falling out of trees, off bikes, bitten, scratched, lots of falling and bleeding, knife in ass, splintered arms from diving onto concrete slabs...um...cramps!
But I still fucking am scared of needles.
I tell my students, who want Band-aids for papercuts and hangnails, "If it's not gushing blood or on fire, it's not an emergency. Suck it up."
I jusr had a woman tell me to my face in no uncertain terms that she wouldn't rent to us because of my disability.
Because of your disabilty or because of the income factor?
Shit, sj, isn't that illegal? Also, WTF--does she somehow think you're going to be a worse tenant because of it???
Um, that's illegal, isn't it?
Oh, sj. What an awful thing for her to say/think/act upon. {{}}
And, yeah. I'm pretty sure that's illegal. Not that you'd want to live there, though, with a landlord like that! I'm so sorry, sj.
I jusr had a woman tell me to my face in no uncertain terms that she wouldn't rent to us because of my disability.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Umm.
WTF?
Income wasn't the issue, she pointed to my legs and said she wouldn't rent to me because I might fall. So pissed off.
