Yesterday, at the farmer’s market, I encountered a man starring at me all googly-eyed and weird, who then sidled up next to me and said, all breathily, “Excuse me, what’s your name?” My instinct was to say “My name is Fuck Off And Die You Fucking Prick,” but I was so caught off-guard by a guy looking at me all googly-eyed and weird and asking me for my name in a breathy voice when I didn’t know him at the god damned farmer’s market that I just stammered, “Uh, Rebecca?”
“Rebecca,” he said breathily, again, his eyes boring into mine. “Nice to meet you.” I walked off and he sort of half-whispered, “Have a nice day.”
Why did that guy need my name? Keep reading »
David Williams is no stranger to Dallas, TX, city council meetings. The 11-year-old has attended several with his mother in the past. But when David attended a meeting this past Wednesday, he was put off by the adult council members’ bad behavior. And he decided to say something.
In the video above, David heads to the speaker’s podium to ask a question about preventing violence in schools. And when the council fails to acknowledge him, he asks another question: “Do you feel it is acceptable for city council members to be up and walking around while constituents are addressing them?” Keep reading »
Maybe it’s because I’m a Virgo, or because I’m a hundred years old, or both, but seriously? People have zero manners or respect anymore. There are the people who don’t understand “quiet voice,” the jerks at the coffee shop who never say thank you, the asshats who insist on making other people clean up after them. These people are terrible. You don’t want to be these people, right? Good. That’s why we’ve assembled 24 easy-to-remember tips to ensure that you’re part of the solution and not part of the problem.
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Call it the “Pretty Woman” syndrome: When a salesperson at a store is too snotty or insolent for words. Whether we’re talking Urban Outfitters or Louis Vuitton, a snotty, bitchy, over-the-top entitled shop person can totally ruin your day. And while a good salesperson can convince you to buy something you don’t need or actually want, a bad one can have you in tears.
As someone who’s worked in service before — at about a zillion coffee shops — I understand that sometimes a retail employee is simply having a bad day. But when a salesclerk wields their power over you in a disrespectful or humiliating way, it can make you feel like you don’t actually deserve to be there.
And that’s the crux of it isn’t it? The idea that some of us deserve to shop at a particular store, and others don’t. Keep reading »
For some reason, the French put Karl Lagerfeld in charge of the Paris edition of the Metro yesterday, giving the Chanel designer free reign to say whatever ridiculous thing he pleases. Herr Karl’s made such a habit of ridiculousness — claiming the best way to stay thin is by chain-smoking and downing Diet Coke and consomme (see The Karl Lagerfeld Diet for reference)– that nothing surprises us anymore. He just poops these kind of brazenly tacky comments out. Like his take on Lana del Rey and Adele. Just another day in the life of a strange O-ffend-O Bot. [Styleite]
First of all, let’s get one thing straight. Designers work for months on their collections, searching for inspiration, creating looks, and pouring their hard work into the clothes shown to editors and press during Fashion Week. Said shows last a total of maybe 10 minutes. It shouldn’t be hard to keep your mouth shut and just watch during that short amount of time, right?
Apparently not. On the second to last day of Fashion Week, I was patiently waiting for a specific designer’s show to begin and the women behind me were particularly chatty. Fair enough — pre-show anything goes. But once the first models started to walk down the runway, the chatter continued. Keep reading »