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for the love of god, if he does exist, i've never liked many of my parents' friends. i don't know who they think they are. i don't even know all of them personally, but both yesterday and today reminded me that some are just downright grimey.
and i don't understand this unwritten rule between us filipinos that we're all family. because clearly we're not.
i don't appreciate it when i'm approached at work and asked, "are you a filipino?" three times a day. four days a week. it's not comforting. it's repulsive. it's annoying as hell. because seriously, i don't see what gives these people the nerve to ask me such a question. i'm just a sales associate trying to make some money. buy our products and subequently leave the store. don't pry my life story out of me for twenty more minutes. i actually just don't care that i remind you of your daughter, your cousin, your niece, or whomever you're related to.
i've also grown very unsympathetic to the people who approach me at work and smile and nod and cannot speak a word of english. oh and i almost forgot, they giggle too. especially when they expect me to respond in their native tongue. and i don't cause i clearly can't. you're in AMERICA! grow a ballsack, and learn to speak ENGLISH! it's probably taught at your schools, unless you're IGNORANT enough to think the world will conform and submit to you and your culture, OUTSIDE OF YOUR OWN COUNTRY.
i love being me. this tirade should subsequently end my shit slump that was today. and now, i'm off to seek comfort in reading.
and i don't understand this unwritten rule between us filipinos that we're all family. because clearly we're not.
i don't appreciate it when i'm approached at work and asked, "are you a filipino?" three times a day. four days a week. it's not comforting. it's repulsive. it's annoying as hell. because seriously, i don't see what gives these people the nerve to ask me such a question. i'm just a sales associate trying to make some money. buy our products and subequently leave the store. don't pry my life story out of me for twenty more minutes. i actually just don't care that i remind you of your daughter, your cousin, your niece, or whomever you're related to.
i've also grown very unsympathetic to the people who approach me at work and smile and nod and cannot speak a word of english. oh and i almost forgot, they giggle too. especially when they expect me to respond in their native tongue. and i don't cause i clearly can't. you're in AMERICA! grow a ballsack, and learn to speak ENGLISH! it's probably taught at your schools, unless you're IGNORANT enough to think the world will conform and submit to you and your culture, OUTSIDE OF YOUR OWN COUNTRY.
i love being me. this tirade should subsequently end my shit slump that was today. and now, i'm off to seek comfort in reading.