Sometimes when I'm sitting in class... You know, I'm not thinking about class, 'cause that would never happen. I think about kissing you. And it's like everything stops. It's like, it's like freeze frame. Willow kissage.

Oz ,'First Date'


Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Calli - Dec 17, 2013 1:15:17 am PST #7288 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Biopsy~ma, Connie.


Calli - Dec 17, 2013 1:27:41 am PST #7289 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

I think if your job isn't sexual objectification-related, being told to add a sexual objectification-based task to your duties is wrong. If you sign up to work at Hooters or a strip club, then more power to you and may your tips be magnificent. And it's great that the guy's dad recognizes that his son is a sexual being (I wonder if he'd arrange for a daughter in similar circumstances to see a Chippendales show?). If there was a general "Who will take this fella to Hooters" call, great. But I was under the impression that Windsparrow didn't feel she had much choice, and that's a non-consensual dose of sexual objectification added to her workload.


Laura - Dec 17, 2013 2:01:55 am PST #7290 of 30002
Our wings are not tired.

Biopsy~ma! A whole bunch of calm~ma too.

I've been to Hooters. Mostly I was disappointed in the food. The girls were nice enough. I'd say a large number of the local joints here that we go to including sports bars and beach joints have scantily clad servers. It isn't just Hooters.


WindSparrow - Dec 17, 2013 3:33:52 am PST #7291 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

But I was under the impression that Windsparrow didn't feel she had much choice, and that's a non-consensual dose of sexual objectification added to her workload.

Well, I could probably find a way to pass the buck (the other person on duty the night that this is supposed to happen owes me some favors) but that feels weaselly. I mean, it's not like when someone is scheduled to go on a dinner cruise on a paddle wheel boat and I beg off on grounds of motion-sickness. There is no one who can go with this guy who will feel more comfortable than I will. He has the right to go to whatever restaurant he wants to celebrate his birthday; the staff at his residence are obligated to support him in making this happen. If we watch how the power flows in a situation like this, I can say that this is not a case of someone who has more power than I using that power to deliberately make me uncomfortable. It also is not a case of a more privileged person allowing his privilege to run me over. This is someone whose power to get what he wants in a given situation depends on me or my coworkers taking his wishes seriously enough to make them happen. There are enough things in this life that he wants that just flat out can't happen for him. Me feeling uncomfortable should not be a barrier for his desires.

Otherwise we might as well pack all the developmentally disabled people back into large institutions where their main choices in life can be summed up by "eat the food in front of me, or throw it around the room?"

But thank you for prompting me to state this in such an explicit (pun intended) way. It is making me more determined to go with him and see to it he has a fun time.


Calli - Dec 17, 2013 3:55:17 am PST #7292 of 30002
I must obey the inscrutable exhortations of my soul—Calvin and Hobbs

Hey, if it's a consensual action on your part, WindSparrow, then great! I'm glad the guy in your charge will get an experience that he might not otherwise.


billytea - Dec 17, 2013 4:14:11 am PST #7293 of 30002
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.

Quick update on family sitch: unwanted present from D has been returned whence it came. Text message sent informing him of this, and why. Much longer text message sent after his response. Managed to edit out the allcaps and swearing (and swearing in allcaps) by the third draft. I... have rather more residual anger about this than I had realised. Various phone calls and monkey-grooming conducted with my siblings. Learned that one of my older brother's closest friends OD'd over the weekend. This week is pretty much sucking all round.


WindSparrow - Dec 17, 2013 4:48:17 am PST #7294 of 30002
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

bt, I am sorry that the suckitude is happening.


P.M. Marc - Dec 17, 2013 6:12:54 am PST #7295 of 30002
So come, my friends, be not afraid/We are so lightly here/It is in love that we are made; In love we disappear

Ugh, billytea. Not fair for you. At all.


Burrell - Dec 17, 2013 7:02:08 am PST #7296 of 30002
Why did Darth Vader cross the road? To get to the Dark Side!

Strength~ma, bt.


omnis_audis - Dec 17, 2013 7:59:40 am PST #7297 of 30002
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

{{{ BillyTea }}}