My BIGGEST Pet Peeves

I have some really weird but HUGE pet peeves. I wanted to share them with you.

1. People who poke me on Facebook.

Like stop it. What's the point? Just say "Hi," to me. I'm just going to delete it.

2. Slut-shaming

Sluts aren't a thing. So stop it. 

If someone wants to have sex with 10000 people, who cares?

3. People who constantly raise their hands in class.

Frickin' Hermione Granger. Stop. Ask them after class. 

Your questions are pointless and not helpful to the class.

4. People who interrupt.

All my life people interrupt me. 

You clearly think what you are saying is more important than what I am saying.

5. People who have no idea how to work a computer or basic programs.

You are living in the 21st Century, learn to deal. 

You should be able to type relatively quickly and run Microsoft Office programs, yo.

6. Parents who didn't put their child in speech therapy 

because they thought pronouncing "Rs" as "Ws" was adorable.

You're screwing your child for the rest of their life.

They are going to be made fun of and never taken seriously.

7. People, particularly men, who sit next to you and spread their legs 

so you have to either cross your legs or squeeze them together.

Stop touching me with your leg. You are no more entitled to this space than I am.

8. Men who leave the toilet seat up.

I don't want to have to touch the toilet seat so 

I have to use it because your splash back is nasteh.

9. People who do not close the toilet lid before flushing.

When you flush, germs are shot out of the toilet. 

So the area surrounding the toilet is filthy. Eww.

10. Men who hit on me when I clearly am not interested.

I've told you that I'm not interested. Why do you continue to harass me?

My Education is a Joke

I'm in graduate school. I have learned very little during my year in this program. I am beyond frustrated about this. I sit in class and learn nothing. I pay for my classes and learn nothing. Some of my professors ramble and teach zero skills that are related to the Student Affairs profession. I have no idea what to do about this but suck it up and get over it. I am beyond bored in my classes because the profs ramble about nothing and students ask really stupid questions. They ask questions about off-topic things, tell stories about their undergrad experience (which is so annoying), and want to get suck-up points.

My undergrad was challenging and I actually had to turn in quality work or else I'd get a bad grade. The work I'm turning in now is ridiculously bad. If I turned in that quality of work in my undergrad, I would have failed so badly. But I'm getting A's. That's not okay.

So many of the teachers are ageist jerks too. I'm sorry I'm young and you have SO much more experience than me, but don't hate on me for it. AND I'm sick and tired of CSU-Pueblo being ragged on. I work there. I love it. Stop ragging on it. I'm not paying you for that.

Taco Time! Not Just on Tuesday.

Taco Time

I love tacos. I love people who love tacos. I love people who love to eat tacos. But I don't like to eat tacos. Tacos are too messy for me. Everything's all out in the open but with a burrito, things are wrapped up, so they are easier to eat. Less messy, yo. So that's why I prefer burritos. But if you think about it, tacos are amazing. They come in many different flavors (Taco Bell has proven that to us) and they really are tasty, but just not my style.

Although I don't like to eat tacos, I don't get why some people prevent others from eating tacos. That's none of their business. I believe in an individual's right to eat whatever they want. They can eat burritos, they can eat tacos, they can eat both, or they can avoid them all together.

Here's some famous people who like/support taco eating:

Ellen Page

Patrick Stewart

Hilary Clinton

Richard Branson

Lena Dunham

John Legend

Oh, by the way, when I say tacos, I mean vaginas.

And on that note, I want to talk to you about feminism. Feminism is about equality. For errybody. Not just for the ladies, but for all people. And it's definitely not about hating men. Because I don't hate men. I love men. I know many men who I consider my allies and they are amazing people who totally support feminism. 

Check Your (and My) Privilege

So last night I couldn't sleep and that was beyond frustrating, but I did have the chance to come up with a blog topic. At least my 3 hours of sleepless tossing and turning amounted to something. Score.

I wanted to discuss the idea of privilege and my own privileged identities as well as my subordinate identities. When people discuss social justice, many times people find it difficult to admit that they have privilege or they focus on "Man, look at all these subordinate identities, my life sucks." Well, I'm here to say, "Yeah, I have some subordinate identities, but I have many more privileged identities and I need to own that privilege."

Also, this blog is gonna be real personal, so if you don't want to know about my life, stop reading now. K thanks. I'm gonna divulge a lot of  and about my identities. Love you!

Female

Guess what, y'all? I super into this identity. I strongly identify as a female and I am so aware of this identity all of the time. Sometimes it sucks being a female because society is all "Females are the weaker sex." Well society, you can punch yourself in the face. Identifying as female means that I always have to be aware of my surroundings. It means that it is horrifying to walk alone at night and even during the day. It means having to deal with guys hitting on you and cat-calling you but you're too afraid to tell them off because of their maleness. Recently, I got out of a pretty bad relationship and after I broke up with him he continued to harass me and it was terrifying. When I try to have a level headed conversation with someone, they say that my emotions are coming into the picture and I'm immediately discredited. Which isn't cool because I know things. Also, I'm a gamer and many guys assume that they can beat me at all video games, which is not true. Boo that. That's why I'm a feminist. This identity really got off topic..........

Semi-Able Bodied

This is an identity that is really confusing to me. 350 days out of the year, I'm pretty much fully-able bodied. I have no issues getting around my surroundings. But there are some days where my body hurts so bad and my arthritis basically leaves me immobile with pain or my back or hips hurt so bad that I'm constantly popping Excedrin. Then there's my feet... I'm the queen of foot surgery. And every time I walk, I'm aware that my feet have betrayed me because they hurt. BUT I am still able to walk and do not have to worry about whether a location will be accessible to my needs. I thank the arthritis gods every time I wake up with no pain.

Semi-Able Minded

This is an identity that has changed over time. There are points in my life where I have been crippled by depression and my mental health sucks. But I have the financial privilege (see below) to afford medicine to help my brain function better. So as long as I'm taking my medicine, things are going well. And I am incredibly privileged that my depression is controllable and that it is the only mental health issue that I face.

Cisgendered

I tried to explain this privileged identity to some of my co-workers a little while ago and it didn't go so well. We only have one gender-neutral bathroom on campus and it's super out of the way so a student or staff would have to miss a lot of class time if they ever needed to use the bathroom. I am so privileged that I can literally leave my office and there is a bathroom right there that I can use and not feel that I may be outed. I am so privileged because I can fill out forms and check one of two boxes or that my gender isn't "Other." Seriously, just put a blank, people. If I ever get arrested, I will be sent to a female detention center, but if someone who is transgendered gets arrested, that may not be the case. #InclusionTalk

White

I know this will come as a shock to all of you. But I'm white. Whoa, hold the phone. I know. This blog, "Ramblings of a White Woman," is written by a white lady. The color of my skin has allowed me to get so many privileges that people of color do not get. When people see me, they assume that I'm educated and I get so much more respect from many people because the color of my skin. When I walk into a store, I'm almost always greeted and they let me be. People also assume that I get jobs and scholarships because I'm qualified, not because I'm filling a quota. I'm never asked "Kelsey, what do white people think about this?" Being born white has given me so many privileges.

Middle-Class

Growing up, my family had a pretty good amount of money. We had a really nice house, a basketball court, hot tub, we took trips across the United States, and I didn't have to worry about anything. When my parents got divorced, I lost some of my wealth privilege, but I didn't have to worry about when I was going to eat next. My mom worked a lot of jobs and put herself through school, but she provided for us. I had enough wealth knowledge to apply for FAFSA and understand how to manage my funds so I could afford my basic needs. And although I'm not living well, I have a roof over my head and food in my stomach.

Educated

Not only was I privileged enough to attend elementary, middle, and high school, I was privileged enough to attend undergraduate and graduate school. I didn't have to walk miles to go to school or have my education threatened because of war. Talk about some privilege! Growing up, I knew I would go to college. Although neither of my parents attended college (my mom went to school when I was a freshmen and graduated like a boss in 2008) they encouraged my siblings and I to go to school. Each of us graduated high school and two of us graduated college. I was financially able to not have to support my family, so I was able to attend college without being called a sellout or feeling that I was abandoning my family.

23-Years Old

I am so sick and tired of being called a child. I am almost 24 years old. I have done a good amount during my lifetime and I am not a kid. So many people do not take my seriously because of my age. They assume that I am not a member of staff on this campus and that I know very little because I'm oh so young. In my class, there are several people who are older (I am the youngest in my cohort) and they just look at younger people like they are stupid. That's some major crap. But at the same time, I am the traditional age of someone in grad school, so I do have that age privilege.

Straight

This is one of those identities that I understand my privilege the most. I am constantly reminded of my privilege because of the people I surround myself with. I have the privilege to marry the sex I am attracted to, I don't have to worry about losing a job or getting kicked out of my housing because of my sexuality. I literally could marry any man I wanted (even some dude I just met) but in this state and many others, two people who have been together for 10 years can't get married because their sexy bits are the same. When I get my haircut, my stylist will ask me if I have a boyfriend and I can answer honestly. I can hold hands with my boyfriend in public without people saying that I'm throwing my sexuality in their face. Straight privilege, yo.