Unfiltered Story #32802

Margate, FL, USA | Unfiltered | August 11, 2017

(This takes place in my Zoology lab. At the beginning of the year we are assigned Lab Partners and my partner has stated that they are uncomfortable doing the dissecting. Because of this I decide to be nice and, in spite of the fact that I have dyspraxia and thus do not have very good fine motor skills, do the dissections myself with both of us studying the dissection together. This goes pretty well until the week before the last class, when we are dissecting sharks. As I’m cutting into the shark with the scalpel I see something red.)

Me: (thinking) Oh wow it’s bleeding, I didn’t think it would be able to do that… Wait a minute… is that some blood in my glove? OH CRAP!

After that there was a bit of a fuss made, after which I told the teacher about my condition and why I was doing the dissecting in spite of it and for the rest of the class my partner and I studied another group dissecting their shark.

Unfiltered Story #28499

USA | Unfiltered | August 10, 2017

This story occurs when I am five years old. My mom has taken me to the toy store to buy a toy for my birthday.

Me: “I like this unicorn, Mom, can I have it?”

Mom: “Sure! Let’s go pay for it.”

At this point an old lady struts up to us and starts talking to my mom in a condescending tone.

Mean old lady: “You can’t buy that for a little boy! It’s PINK! Pink toys are for GIRLS!” *snatches the unicorn out of my hands.*

Mom: “Now, see here –”

Me: “Mommy, I’ll handle this.” *turns to face the old lady* “Madam, it seems obvious that you are unaware of the latest research in child development, which clearly indicates that young children benefit from a healthy interest in testing the limits of gender stereotypes. Also, it may have escaped your attention that the use of pink as a ‘girl’ color is a fairly recent Western social construct and is not grounded in any general cross-cultural patterns of human behavior.”

Mean old lady: *starts to sputter and protest* “I am CERTAINLY not going to let a little child talk to me that –”

Me: *holding up one finger* “Madam, please; I am still speaking. At any rate, I identify as gender-fluid, so even if pink really were legitimately a ‘girl’ color, there would be no basis for applying that stereotype to me. Allow me to conclude by encouraging you to educate yourself on these matters so that you may examine and correct your flawed and bigoted preconceptions. Now, goodbye.” *I take another unicorn off the shelf* “Mommy, let’s go.”

Mean old lady: “Why you little… you… AAAAGHHHH!!!!!!”

At this point the old lady loses it and starts running through the aisles of the store screaming “PINK IS FOR GIRLS! PINK IS FOR GIRRRRLLLLS!!!” and punching and knocking down every pink toy within her reach, then tries to light a pile of pink toys on fire. The police and the fire department are called. The police subdue the old lady and take her outside in handcuffs. The manager comes out to apologize to us personally, and I am given a free “cart dash” through the store; I fill my cart with pink toys. As my mom and I are heading to the car with all the free pink toys, the mean old lady sees us from the back seat of a police car and starts pounding her head against the window, knocking herself cold.

We later heard that when she eventually went to trial, she tried to act as her own attorney, insulted the judge, and got thrown in jail for contempt of court, where she remains to this day.

Unfiltered Story #32801

AZ, USA | Unfiltered | August 10, 2017

Student: “Miss, do you speak Spanish?”

Me: “Yes.”

Student: “Oh. Never mind then.”

Unfiltered Story #28500

Usa | Unfiltered | August 9, 2017

I’ve recently lost 75lbs, but still on the heavier side, though not obese. I’m taking vitals on patients, and one gets up to use the bathroom. Before they sit back down I politely state:

“If you are finished with breakfast, please put your tray in the garbage.” (We are not “allowed” to throw them away anymore after patients complained they weren’t finished.)

Patient: you don’t have to be rude. I’m almost 40. Grown ass adult here. Don’t treat me like a child. (To nurse about me) She’s being rude. You better control her before I really light this place up. I’m not even done yet and I have to throw this out.

Me: I’m not rude. I said IF you were done and please.

Patient: See? Another smart remark from chubby over there. if it wasn’t for people like me you wouldn’t have a job and be able to keep your figure. Your teeth are meant for chewing, not talking so shut up you fat pig.

While the patients tirade continued at anyone who they deemed “rude” I got the brunt of it, especially about my weight. But the other patients realized how much of a jerk the patient was being over a simple request and were amazingly polite for the remainder of their stay.

Unfiltered Story #32800

USA | Unfiltered | August 9, 2017

(In music class, we are taught a variety of holiday songs that I like. I am Hispanic and very obviously look it, and most of my classmates think I only speak Spanish, which is not true. The music teacher leads a song.)

Me: *singing enthusiastically* “O Hanukkah o Hanukkah come light the menorah, let’s have a party we’ll all dance a hora! Gather round the table we’ll give you a treat! Shiny tops to play with, and pancakes to eatttt!!!!”

(The rest of the kids were whispering that I was a Spanish speaking Jew the next day. Well then.)

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