some days I think I’m a normal person and then other days I scroll through my saved snaps and it’s a video of me saying “weLCOME TO TODAY’S NEWS in which I aggressively talk to you about pumpkins”
me, to pan, hunkered down suspiciously by the front door: are… are you bug hunting?
pan: fuckin SCARPERS up the stairs
me, loudly after him: YOU ARE THE ANIMAL CROSSING OF CATS
@Alison_C_Powell Yeah. I have thoughts and opinions but don’t always share them unless I want to, and if you’ve activated my fight card, it’s bc you’ve said something I disagree with and I will Not be defeated
so today the fifty-something, ex-union rep, hardened and cantankerous old teacher in my department told me he’s very glad we haven’t disagreed over [obstacle] at work bc, and I quote, “I have the suspicion that if we fought I wouldn’t win”
@Alison_C_Powell I think those just get me quirky weirdo points, to be honest. I think I’ve managed to cultivate a “doesn’t speak up unless she Has Something To Say” kinda vibe, but where whatever I say is usually held with strong conviction