Boycott the Bigot

I intend to boycott Abercrombie & Fitch after what their CEO said about hating fat people. If enough people stop buying from them and the company’s stock tanks, that would be statement enough. If Mike Jeffries is fired, ruined, shunned for what he said, I’d be a happy camper. I am so sick of bigots casually mouthing off about what type of people they hate as if that were acceptable behavior.

I can vote with my wallet here. We should all vote with our wallets.

Dump that trash and get on with our lives.

Thank you for listening, jules


Don’t Shoot

The cable guy who came to the house this afternoon was a woman, a very tough-looking woman. No one in their right mind would have messed with her. She was built solid like my son, only taller. Still, she had nice eyes and didn’t say a word about all the crap I pulled out of the closet so she could get to the splitter. She didn’t even raise an eyebrow when I said I had no idea where the splitters were. She didn’t mind that both the cat and the dog wanted her to pet them. They wanted her to sit down and stay a while so they could snuggle up and smell the houses she’d visited. It was cute.

“Do you want anything to drink?” I asked as she came inside.

“No thanks. I have some water,” she said.

“Water. Great. Love water,” I said. I don’t know why I said that. I do love water.

I don’t know why I liked this girl. Maybe it was the way she took her time and replaced the connectors. Maybe it was that she told me they’d be back to replace the cable early in the morning. Maybe it was that she said we didn’t have to get up, but she’d appreciate if we didn’t come out with the shotgun loaded.

Thank you for listening, jules