Don’t be that person

My favourite article this morning was this one, with the headline “‘Fairy control’ to halt tiny doors in Somerset woods” and the whole thing is brilliant, I highly recommend reading it if you’re having a bit of a downer and need cheering up.

My second favourite article was a Buzzfeed one – “A Woman Left A Romantic Sign For A Hot Guy And He Replied”, I like happy endings and serendipitous situations, we don’t get them enough in life so bite me. The gist of the article is that a woman left a physical ‘missed connection’ sign, it got noticed by the local community, both parties became minor local celebrities, they met up and it went really well. It’s really sweet in a cheesy feel-good sort of way.

I promised myself to never read the comments on news (or any other) sites but this time I scrolled down because you can’t say anything negative about the situation, right?

The majority of the comments were criticising Sarah’s (the woman in the article) outfit. Why did she wear a baggy t-shirt? What’s with the shorts? Why does she look so much older than him?

I don’t remember seeing any comments about Will’s outfit and to be honest I don’t want to re-read the comments because they’ll just make me angry again. What is wrong with people? The two people directly involved in the situation – the only two people directly involved in the situation met up, they got on well enough for the guy to ask her to stay for a WEEK, and all people can focus on is that her outfit isn’t to the liking of random strangers on the internet? That’s without even mentioning that there is nothing wrong with her outfit at all. Have we really become that compartmentalised as a society that anyone who doesn’t wear a bodycon dress on a date is vilified?

The most common rebuttal in the comments to anyone called out on the shallowness was, ‘Well it’s a public website and I’m entitled to my opinion’ and yes, the proverbial about opinions and arseholes is true. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t educate yourself. It doesn’t mean you shouldn’t stop before pressing the submit button and think, ‘What gives me the right to judge a woman by her looks instead of being happy that two strangers connected against all odds and everyone got a little warm feeling inside?’ There’s a good chance that I would’ve made the same comment a few years/months ago but I like to think I’m a better person now.

One of the depressing things about the comments was that so many of them came from women, probably the same women who complain about being objectified and catcalled in the street. How do they expect attitudes to change if they’re perpetuating the exact same behaviour? The girl in the article is beautiful and great for not being afraid to take the initiative and put herself out there like that. The people who are ‘entitled to [their] opinion’… I’m sorry, but no. Your opinion is shallow and wrong and you should be ashamed of yourself.



I’ve been very busy. Just since Monday I:

  • Stacked it down the steps at my mum’s house and developed fetching cuts and bruises all over my legs
  • Wrote my first Buzzfeed Post!
  • Spent 5 minutes straightening my hair before I realised I hadn’t plugged the GHD’s in
  • Made my friend A get drunk on red wine on a school night
  • Ran around the garden with a salt shaker killing slugs like a demented child
  • Resisted the urge to cry when my trains to and from work were cancelled in one day
  • Came up with five ideas for humorous Tumblr blogs
  • Spent an afternoon reading about slugs on Wikipedia. Did you know that weird hole they have on the side is for breathing? Gross.
  • Considered reactivating Facebook
  • Decided not to reactivate Facebook
  • Wished death on at least ten different people every day
  • Blew raspberries on the cat’s belly until he hid under the bed
  • Tried and failed to work out how to connect my TV to WiFi (mostly because I’m too lazy to look up the model number so I can find the manual on the Sony website)
  • Did an August Budget spreadsheet six times and came up with six different ‘spare money’ amounts every time
  • Made a list of hot sauces and BBQ rubs I’m going to buy when I get paid
  • Looked up how to cut wine bottles (to make into garden lanterns)
  • Read this article and felt a bit emotional about how much I love Aldi
  • Acquired a freakin’ beautiful vintage dressing table off Freegle
  • Got stuck dragging the dressing table halfway up the stairs
  • Avoided death from starvation by kicking the dressing table until it fell back down the stairs, miraculously intact
  • Found reasons to avoid removing chipped nail polish. Such as: reading GFY, blowing raspberries on the cat’s stomach until he hides under the bed, pondering if I’m too old to buy a Moomin soft toy (no)

So you can see why I haven’t had time to post. But I will. Eventually. Once I can think of a whimsical DIY project that would earn you mad props on Pinterest (oh did I mention I have a Pinterest now too?)

I hope that all the super subtle self-promotion worked and my site stats will go up now kthx.