Hi I'm Knickknack PJ with the they/them pronouns, and this is where I put all my illustrations, designs, doodles, and all the other arts. I also like visual novels a lot. Be nice to people or eat shit!
Working in a custoner service job is an incredibly easy way to get dehumanized to other people btw.
This isn’t meant to be a haha funny relatably upset post fyi. Like this is just straight up something I’m saying. People do not treat customer service employees like humans as much as they should. I’ve had a man hit me in the back with a bag of scented pinecones to get my attention to tell me he found them when I said I didn’t know if they were sold out since I hadn’t been at work in a week, that man months later was complaining about me to a coworker, he recognized me half a year later despite having completely changed my look and brought it up like it was funny. I’ve had a woman tell me to my face that I was useless because I didn’t have an easy solution to finding a price on something before demanding i lift the giant, heavy tent into her cart for her despite being half her size, and she didn’t even buy it. I’ve had people ask me to open a product that I am not allowed to open, only to do it right in front of me when I say its not allowed. I’ve had people laugh at me when I said I was the one who was assisting them with something and scream at me when I said I couldn’t assist with something. I’ve had to uncomfortably chuckle along when someone makes a joke about how I should know everything in the store because I didn’t know if they were genuinely just joking or not. People just shove past or into me, or keep pushing their cart at me when I dont even notice them, because they expect me to move. The most fucked up part? These people are always completely polite to me when I’m just another customer in the store. I’ve had someone who told me I should just quit my job while on the clock later politely say excuse me and talk about the weather when I was simply buying chips out of uniform. In the same god damn day. The list goes on and on and on. The fact is that even if you don’t personally dehumanize a customer service employee, so many people DO.
This is ok to reblog btw, if you want to tell your own stories of experiences in a job like that go ahead. Just know that I’m sincerely sorry you had to or still have to deal with that stuff and you are so awesome for making it through that man
ugly art, anatomically wrong art, no proper values art, uninspired art, half-finished, artblock-filled art is still art. your self-hatred has no power in removing what is. there’ll be no burial for what’s not stopped breathing
me and some other gay itch devs friens have been annoyed by people making accounts for the sole purpose of spamming 1 star reviews on lgbt projects and like trying to report that when its blatantly obvious (like i had PAID projects that werent even purchased but still got 1 star reviews lol)
if you like my game and want to go the extra mile to support me for free rate my game on itch dot io
like i know i got patreon and donations too but im always honestly caring more about the ratings cause more ratings means algorithm is happy and more people will see my games.
its essentially the same as youtubers requesting you to like and subsribe and hit hte bell icon it really tells the algoritms that this game is good and will try to show it to more people so especially when youre playing gay games on itch io i think everyone should get in the habit of liberally rating the games they liked
You shouldn’t date or become serious friends/partners with someone if you can’t stomach the thought of being stuck in a car or train with them for 16 hours.
Here’s my logic:
You should be able to work together to solve unexpected problems like fixing a flat tire or getting lost in an unfamiliar station
You should feel comfortable and safe enough around this person that you can sit in comfortable silence
You should be able to keep each other interested and deal with each others boredom in a healthy way
If you’re gonna form a long term partnership with someone you should probably be able to tolerate each other while locked in a small box for a few hours
Now that I work with a bunch of homophobes, I feel the weight of being a ‘one of us.’
“Why are women so — oh but not you, you’re different.”
“Why are gays so–’ but you’re not like them, you’re more like us.”
Krusty The Bird Killer rants for five minutes about black women being 'sluts that all have eight kids with different fathers because they’ll lay with anything that moves,’ and then talk sweet to our secretary, a black woman in her 40s who doesnt seem to count as a black woman when he’s ranting.
I’ve been trying to put words to this behavior for awhile now. And I think it just comes down to 'us vs them.’
I showed up to work in a cowboy hat and work boots, wasnt afraid of the men’s room, and lifted a 50 pound trash bag full of dog shit on my first day. I’m not like other women to them. I dont count. I’m one of us.
I talk about my girlfriend in a quiet way: I dont declare queer supremacy and I dont make my whole life about being queer and oppressed. I’m not like other lesbians. I dont count. I’m one of us.
They dont know me. They dont know my girly interests and they dont know about my political art pieces and they dont know about the fake eyelashes that I wore during pride. They certainly dont know I’m trans.
I passed their test. I’m 'one of the dudes.’
I’m really not, though.
If they saw me outside of work, I would be a Them. But they got to know me first. I’m in their list of “thems that are us.” And every them that they meet can be an us. But they dont go out of their way to meet many thems.
I’m a Gay. I’m not the Gays. I’m (to them) a woman. I’m not Women. The secretary is black. But shes not The Blacks (pardon the phrasing, it hurt me to even type it that way.)
Every person is the stereotype of their group until someone gets to know them. But that doesn’t disprove the stereotype- it just means that the person doesnt count as part of that group anymore. They’re with us now.
Respectability politics really dont get us anywhere. If you’re out to disprove the stereotype out of a sense that you’ll change their minds, I’m telling you that energy is better spent living authentically if you are safe to do so.
Your influence on them doesnt change their perception of the box they put you in. They just put you in a smaller box. Fuck their opinions.
I misread a post and now I’m thinking about how funny it would be to be like “Check out my first ever visual novel!” when it’s like your 5th release lmfao
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