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According to USA Today, SUP is at the forefront of sociology. Our demands for privacy are not only outmoded and outdated, they are not socially beneficial.
I don't like this society. Can I please have interstellar travel now so I can go elsewhere?
I don't like this society. Can I please have interstellar travel now so I can go elsewhere?
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Granted, said roommates were METEORICALLY FUCKING CRAZY (with intenet proof as evidence), but still...overreaction. And I never DID get an apology for cops pointing their guns at me.
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Elementary school kid got suspended for bringing scissors to school. Words cannot describe how happy I am that I'm long gone from that mess. Ooo, scary, my office has metal scissors, a stapler, a staple remover, a hole punch and *HORROR* a shredder. Office supplies are scary, ya know.
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Meanwhile, right around that same time, I got all the way through two airports with a metal butter knife in my carry on. One was a major international airport. *facepalm* They stopped me in the tiny local airport and treated me like a terrorist. I totally forgot I had it in there. My previous apartment had a slight issue fixing the lock on my door. You have no idea how safe it made me feel that I could get into my apartment with a butter knife but not my key...
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Barefoot, no jewelry, no pockets...and my I cup tits are beeping..hmmm, wonder what it could be? Surely not the 1/3" wide wires in my bra! I must have told them half a dozen times that I had an underwire bra on, before they whisked me off to a giant plastic box, and sent a woman in to frisk me.
Honestly..I'm not sure which freaks me out more - the fact that they haven't figured out that underwires set the metal detector off, or the fact that the woman ran her hands down my sides, stared at me for a minute, shrugged, and went "Oh well, I don't know what it is, go ahead."
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