Oh please...
Oh please...
I work downtown sort of near the transamerica Pyramid. I have clients and offices from everywhere around the city, from the ballpark to the Marina, to Union square, to Dogpatch. It's gotten noticeably worse in the last...oh...3-6 years. I have one client that is down by the ballpark, and I usually have to park about 3 blocks away. I'm there 3 times a week. You will find multuple stashes of multiple needles on the ground every. Single. Day. And this stretch of street even includes regular volunteer pick up crews, who use gloves, grabbers, and walkie talkies to call specific individuals who are trained to deal with biological waste. If I want to walk from my office to Subway, 2 blocks, I do not have a route that does not cross paths with that least 3 homeless people, and more often than not, at least one of them will be screaming at people. Every Walgreens, CVS and 7-11 has people camped out in front of the doors. Walking from Bart to my office, which is about 5 blocks, I shit you not, I could count 20 homeless/beggars.
So what are they?
The name was Parnith (par-NEETH), and it was a she. I guessed that one wrong. Hell, my local rep for a fabric manufacturer us named Leslie. A really nice old guy. My right hand helper is Rupa. I thought I had this one as a slam dunk, because I used to work with a guy named rupa. Well, it turns out that this rupa is a she camera which apparently is the more common usage of the name. Damnit. V office admin for one of my other clients was always referred to as Andy. I never heard anyone use anything other then that proper name. However, when I started talking about this person, I instantly thought of my brother, named Andrew. In this case, Andy was Andi, short for Andrianna.
When dealing with clients and vendors from all over the world, one often finds themself in a position of placing a phone call, and crossing your fingers that you get their voicemail, so that you know how to pronounce their name, and can maybe get a hint of its it is a he or she.
I told you guys about my one client who had a lengthy discussion about how to create gender neutral mother's rooms, right?
Given the conversation, pun intended, I hope!I shit you not
I told you guys about my one client who had a lengthy discussion about how to create gender neutral mother's rooms, right?
No, please do.
The name was Parnith (par-NEETH), and it was a she. I guessed that one wrong. Hell, my local rep for a fabric manufacturer us named Leslie. A really nice old guy. My right hand helper is Rupa. I thought I had this one as a slam dunk, because I used to work with a guy named rupa. Well, it turns out that this rupa is a she, which apparently is the more common usage of the name. Damnit. The office admin for one of my other clients was always referred to as Andy. I never heard anyone use anything other than that proper name. However, when I started talking about this person, I instantly thought of my brother, named Andrew, and kept referring to Andy as "he" and "him". In this case, Andy was Andi, short for Andrianna.
I work downtown sort of near the transamerica Pyramid. I have clients and offices from everywhere around the city, from the ballpark to the Marina, to Union square, to Dogpatch. It's gotten noticeably worse in the last...oh...3-6 years. I have one client that is down by the ballpark, and I usually have to park about 3 blocks away. I'm there 3 times a week. You will find multuple stashes of multiple needles on the ground every. Single. Day. And this stretch of street even includes regular volunteer pick up crews, who use gloves, grabbers, and walkie talkies to call specific individuals who are trained to deal with biological waste. If I want to walk from my office to Subway, 2 blocks, I do not have a route that does not cross paths with that least 3 homeless people, and more often than not, at least one of them will be screaming at people. Every Walgreens, CVS and 7-11 has people camped out in front of the doors. Walking from Bart to my office, which is about 5 blocks, I shit you not, I could count 20 homeless/beggars.
Yeah? And what city doesn’t have homeless people yelling weird shit? I must be jaded then.
Spectre makes it sound like the roads are unrecognizable and seems to be trying to fear monger. I’m expecting things to look like the photo I’ve uploaded and it just doesn’t. I don’t deny this stuff happens but holy shit the way it’s being explained makes it sound like the US president and his caravan of illegals.
So let's maybe back off the bashing of CA a notch or two. You can find ugly anywhere if you look for it.
Oh, they sent you the correct pronouns for specific persons.
I thought you meant that they had sent you a list of acceptable, non-gender-specific pronouns that they wanted you to use when addressing anybody from their company.
For that matter it’s hardly a daily occurrence in Manhattan, in fact there are weeks when I don’t see any homeless people. And for all the garbage that we do have (mostly due to not having back alleys) there aren’t piles of needles or actual shit in the streets.I haven't heard any homeless people yelling weird shit in the Dallas CBD anytime recently and I'm down the
I'd even dare say they were...triggered.Company: Helps avoid socially awkward situations.
Half of FG: "Fuck Kommiefornia!"
Kneejerk much, guys?
my local rep for a fabric manufacturer is named Leslie