Going to restaurants with my boyfriend and not getting any service while the people around us are getting their food, appetizers, and drinks, even though they arrived at the restaurant later than us.
I used to think that waiters never paid attention because we look like we were in college (and obviously can’t afford to tip). There was one time we went to Pasquale’s and while every family or other couple that was there that got great service Martin and I were ignored (and it wasn’t crowded that night either). Eventually the chef came out and saw no one took our order… THE CHEF. Ridiculous… the asshole waiter got no tip and a pissed off glare from me the whole time he served others in the restaurant.
When I was younger and I would go out to dinner with my family I would get embarrassed when my dad would get really mad the waiter did not serve him as quickly as others and he would call the manager out on it. I get it now….
It’s interesting how people perceive each other….
Martin always tells me how weird it is to be a male of color navigating his job at city hall and exploring the city.
I will never really understand what he goes through because let’s face it, I’m a white/pale as hell mexican girl…
There have been times when I am walking around with Martin and I see people react or stare/ or move away from him and I just want say “fuck you, go sit/walk somewhere else. No one should have to sit near a shit like you”. I find myself getting angry and Martin stays calm. Maybe cause he’s dealt with it a lot longer, but he usually tells me its not worth it. Guess the satisfaction wears pretty fast.
It’s really sad because SF always prides itself on diversity, yet half the people that move here because of it fear the real “diversity”. -_-
Today in Black History Month: Charles Drew.
Born June 3, 1904, Charles Drew is remembered for the impact he had on blood preservation. Charles Drew was able to develop a method for separating plasma from the whole blood so they can be combined later.
Charles Drew as well determined that plasma could be administered to certain patients regardless of their blood type.
Charles Drew’s implementation of blood banks during World War II allowed medics to save thousands of Allied lives during the war. However, due to his protest against the practice of racial segregation in the donation of blood, he would later lose his job.
In 1943, Charles Drew outstanding record was recognized and he was chosen as the first black surgeon to serve as an examiner on the American Board of Surgery.
Charles Drew died on April 1, 1950 at the age of 45 due to a car accident.
via The Huffington Post.
"It has nothing to do with race"
Prepare yourself for the craziest episode yet!!!
Hey, guys! This was the last episode I directed in Book 3, which is probably for the best because it was freaking nuts and my crew were all pretty exhausted by the end of it. Go watch it! Feel your feels! Tell me what you think!
the size of your thighs, or your waist, doesn’t matter
its the size of your bank account that we really care about
LOL I keep making jokes with Martin since he gets paid on my Birthday$$$$$$$
"You get paid just in time for my birthday!! Spend it all on me!"
Been applying to a bunch of places
Currently have an interviews with Noe Valley Bakery and the Philz near City Hall, so hopefully they go well. The fact they still wanted to interview me even though I don’t have a lot of availability for the school year (yay nursing school haha) makes me hopeful :D
It’s really sad when I realized my Dad is concerned I won’t finish college. I’m not dumb, I know that if I don’t, I will miss out on a lot of things.
I guess I’m trying to see if I can handle a more intensive job schedule with nursing school.
when am I going to study? haha
if I don’t take this job I won’t be able to keep the lights on at my apartment
I know my boyfriend and I live together, but I am not going to make him shoulder a large amount of the monthly expenses. My dad says Martin needs to “take care of me” more and handle paying for more things. That kind of attitude worries me. I notice males always get to learn how to do things around the house (repair wise) and how to deal with finances.
My Dad always asks why I don’t know how to manage my money well or how to save…
BUT HOW COULD HE HAVE NOT TOLD ME ANY OF THIS WHEN HE WORKS IN THE FINANCE BUSINESS????
it’s not fair that my brother gets a lesson on how to open a IRA and I don’t?? And when I ask him he just tells me to “figure it out”. I’m not asking for the money, I am asking for free knowledge that you obviously already have which you offered to my brother all the time, but not my sister or me?
I am taking the initiative by doing my research, but still it’s a frustrating…