'Serenity'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, the ass grabbiness in the overly touchy context was definitely multi-gender/alignment.
I dunno, I mean, maybe it's also not ok in my context either, But honestly it's really hard to suss out boundaries in this group, because the vast majority basically seem to have none. They're as likely to end up in a giant puppy pile on someone's bed as they are to shake hands hello.
Thanks, guys.
Personally, I don't want anyone patting my butt under any circumstances. Outside of sports I don't play, there's no reason/excuse for that.
Despite not being a touchy-feely person in general, I've felt flattered rather than offended the couple of times that women I don't know have grabbed my ass. However, I don't have to deal with an institutionalized history of being objectified by the opposite sex, which makes a big difference.
There are babies outside my office crying while their dad is having a conversation. It is so hard to keep myself from trying to entertain them! But I am not a babysitter, and you can't actually just park your twins while you have a meeting.
OK, another woman, whose job probably is more related to keeping this dad happy, just picked up one of the babies, and I think he took the other one.
I mean, I like babies, but still!
Unfortunately, you gotta draw those lines thick and bright.
Got my replacement parking permit and am waiting for toll call in the Jurors Assembly Area. I think we'll be heading to a courtroom next. Whee.
Dammit, forgot my water bottle.
It's a particularly annoying form of anxiety that makes the actual arrival of vacation a source of panic. I've spent the past couple of months living for the idea of vacation, but now that it's here, I'm dreading all the things I mean to get done and that at the end of next week I'll need to get my brain ready to come back to work. Of course, at the end of the week, I'll be bored enough to want to come back to work, but that's a sensible thought and has no place amongst the brain weasels that want to devour my peace of mind.
I think we'll be heading to a courtroom next. Whee.
If I were involved in a trial I would be delighted to have you administer justice!
That sounds rough, Connie. I'm sorry.