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service dogs are doing a job and usually people want to pet them but then theyll interrupt the job the service dog is trained to do. so the rule of thumb is dont interact with a service dog unless the owner says you can
YEET idc I’m petting the dog anyways
Here’s another lesson on service dog etiquette, guys.
Don’t be ^THAT person.
I get it. Dogs are cute and everybody loves then, but by going against the handler’s wishes and petting the service dog, you’re putting another person’s life at risk.
Oh, and here’s another fun fact. Distracting, harming, talking to, or interfering with the work of a service animal is actually a CRIME (class 3 misdemeanor, to be exact) You could be taken to court if your actions result in harm to part of the Service Dog team and told to pay for any retraining or medical costs.
So not only should you not do it if you want the disabled person to stay alive, but you’re also committing a crime.
This has been your daily lesson on proper service dog etiquette.
keeping up with the american elections while not being american like
keeping up with the american election while being in america
This winter storm that’s supposed to be coming tomorrow (Wed) is making me angry. It isn’t even winter anymore! 3 to 6 inches of snow and an inch of ice???? Are you kidding me??? Fuck the weather this month. This is why I hate March.
I keep hoping it won’t be as bad as they say, but we’ll have to see.
stage two:
what a refreshing morning, i feel a little tired but otherwise quite peachy. why am i not living life like this every day? why am i not taking advantage of every hour available to me and wasting precious amounts of it on meagre sleep?
stage three:
feeling a bit nauseous now
stage four:
i'm not really sure why i'm crying
stage five:
who the fuck enjoys being awake? why has god forsaken me and cast me out into to this blighted land of the woken? when will i return to my slumber dungeon and-
When I was growing up any time my brother upset/hurt/was rude to or downright nasty to me I was told “he’s just doing it to get a rise out of you” “he’s just doing it to annoy you”
Like??? I know?? I know he’s being mean to upset me. I know he’s saying horrible stuff to annoy me. And guess what?? I’m annoyed!!!!
I was literally told not to be upset, because his intentions were to upset me????
How is that not upsetting? Especially to a young girl??
THE GASLIGHTING STARTS EARLY.
“Sweetheart, its easier for you to just bear it than it is for us to teach him to stop. Mkay?”
Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’ll be alone. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you can’t be curious about sex. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you can’t find other people cute. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’re broken. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you were damaged as a kid. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’re going to be rejected because of what you do/don’t want. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’ll never be loved. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’re not ‘gay’ enough to LGBT. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you’re invalid. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you can’t fantasize. Just because you’re asexual doesn’t mean you can’t be open to reproduction. Asexuals are loved. Asexuals are wanted. Asexuals are valid. Asexuals aren’t broken. Asexuals are not alone.
Robert E. Lee himself refused to wear his confederate uniform after the confederacy’s defeat in the American civil war. At his funeral he was not buried in it and no one in attendance was permitted to wear theirs either. He also declared that his confederate battle flag (what we now call “the confederate flag”) never be raised again and that it was a flag of treason.
