Let me start this off with I like to joke that my skin is so white that it glows in the dark. I used to work at a jewelry store at the airport. One of the things about working retail at an airport is that you meet a lot of different kinds of people, some of them great, some of them awful. Here’s my witness of new racism. Continue reading
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I Got My Dad In a Box
*This post contains mentions of, and some descriptions of, death and sick-related stuff*
Death is unfortunately not a new phenomenon in my life. I’ve seen a lot of my family members get sick, a lot of friends die suddenly. I’ve spent a lot of time sitting in intensive care waiting rooms, getting to know the staff, the smell, learning to walk around like I know where I’m going so no one will bother me. I’ve spent way more time than I should have perfecting my small talk in funeral homes, not knowing how long to kneel at the open casket, hugging distant relatives in stiff clothes they only wear to these functions. I’ve sunk into a lot of grave dirt in some really uncomfortable shoes. My advice is to have a sense of humor about it. Continue reading