Dear Young Adults,
You can leave.
If you don’t like your doctor, walk out in the middle of your appointment.
Leave the party. End the date. Don’t wait until the “polite” time to leave or endure because you think you’ll make a scene.
You can go.
Man I fuckin love scientists. Someone was like "what kind of rock is that" and everyone else was like "who care, it's a rock" and that person was like "I care and I will find out"