It’s like the one night the boy is out having fun (without a phone) is the night where I feel like I’m dying
I’m just so done with everything. I don’t see anything getting better. I’m trapped and I don’t know what to do.
I don’t know if it’s more appropriate to say that I’m feeling extremely depressed or extremely angry. I’m so mad at my boss but I don’t know why I can’t stand up for myself. Why do these things keep happening to me. Why can’t I have a nice job I look forward to?
My boss just called to tell me my schedule for the week. Then he asked where the password sheet is.
He’s out of town this week so he told me to work from home. In order to log in from home, I inserted the password sheet into my work book so I had the passwords and emails.
Apparenltly that was awful and he’s “usually reasonable but this is unacceptable and anyone could get ahold of this info now” … ’they’re a business and this is not right, not okay’
and just on and on and on about how bad of a thing that was
how was i supposed to log in from home. i don’t have the emails memorized. if he had to call me for a password and it’s HIS fucking account, why does he expect me to remember?
I understand. BUT. HOW am i supposed to log in from home, which he asked me to do, without taking that goddamn information home?
and why did he have to yell at me like i’m a piece of shit?
I got so upset that after I got off the phone I threw up. I have never fully thrown up from being upset, so I quite obviously was very upset.
I want to quit but i need money. I want to quit because I don’t think i deserve to be treated that way for an honest mistake when I did not realize i was doing a bad thing and was actually trying to “think ahead” so i didn’t have any problems while i was gone.
I don’t know what to do.
I really like how Autumn Sky is burning. It looks and smells great even though it’s a bit cologney. #bbw #bathandbodyworks #candle #autumnsky #fall
I love sales! #sale #bathandbodyworks #candles #wallflower #candle #receipt #yay
Nicki Minaj is not a woman who easily slides into the roles assigned to women in her industry or elsewhere. She’s not polished, she’s not concerned with her reputation, and she’s certainly not fighting for equality among mainstream second-wave feminists. She’s something else, and she’s something equally worth giving credence to: a boundary-breaker, a nasty bitch, a self-proclaimed queen, a self-determined and self-made artist. She’s one of the boys, and she does it with the intent to subvert what it means. She sings about sexy women, about fucking around with different men. She raps about racing ahead in the game, imagines up her own strings of accolades, and rolls with a rap family notorious for dirty rhymes, foul mouths, and disregard for authority and hegemony.
While Beyoncé has expanded feminist discourse by reveling in her role as a mother and wife while also fighting for women’s rights, Minaj has been showing her teeth in her climb to the top of a male-dominated genre. Both, in the process, have expanded our society’s idea of what an empowered women looks like — but Minaj’s feminist credentials still frequently come under fire. To me, it seems like a clear-cut case of respectability politics and mainstreaming of the feminist movement: while feminist writers raved over Beyoncé’s latest album and the undertones of sexuality and empowerment that came with it, many have questioned Minaj’s decisions over the years to subvert beauty norms using her own body, graphically talk dirty in her work, and occasionally declare herself dominant in discourse about other women. (All of these areas of concern, however, didn’t seem to come into play when Queen Bey did the same.)