The kicker was that he was a Freshman
During my first week of graduate school I decided to check out the dining hall to see if the food was any good. Well, I sat down at a booth facing a boy sitting at this table. I nodded and then began eating. Out of nowhere he tries to engage me in a talk on linguistics, proudly showing off everything he knows. I nod along because I’m just polite to a fault. Then he gets up from his table and takes a seat next to me in my booth. He’s practically touching me. I’m not comfortable with this. He sees that I have a Latin book and then proceeds to lecture me on Latin grammar, after admitting he had never taken Latin before. On the other hand, I had three years worth of college Latin under my belt. But I continue to nod along.
Then he suddenly starts talking about Spanish and I mention I know Spanish. He then gives me a fifteen minute lecture on Spanish, my first language. And then proceeds to explain culture in Latin America to me. I’m Guatemalan and he’s not Hispanic. I’m very irritated by this boy but can’t seen to find a way to tell him to go away. It wasn’t until he claimed he was an expert on Spanish that I finally got up the courage to walk away. Thanks dude. I don’t know how I could have understood my own language without you. The kicker was that he was a Freshman too.
Mansplaining Your Sexual Orientation For You (because clearly you couldn't know)
So one of my Uni man friends and I were discussing the new Galaxy ad today and I was trying to make clear my utter pleasure at the work that went in to creating the 3D rendering of it and in doing so said “I nearly jizzed”.
My man friend, in reply, actually jumped back and made dramatic and over-the-top noises in reaction to this. At first I thought I’d overstepped social bounds and offended him and so started to apologize but he interrupted me by saying that I had just been surprised to hear me say it, as I was the least sexual person he had ever met. Asexual, even.
Which, okay. Asexual, nothing wrong with that. I’m actually bi but okay, whatever. But also I have ladyparts and don’t ‘jizz’ so I’m a little confused as to what that comment had to do with my sexuality. When I asked, he clarified with “I can never imagine you having sex. Or wanting sex.” THEN proceeded to clarify in what asexuality was (incorrectly and rather condescendingly).
He proceeded to list off people we knew whose sexual orientation he had considered and how I was nothing like any of them and …well, he continued on for a while.
He was extremely defensive about his opinions on my sexuality, at any rate. He also took the time out of his busy dissection and dissertation on my own sexuality to clarify how this definition was different of that of the psychological definition which is actually androgyny. I’m a psych major; he knows it. When I corrected him, he just continued on his merry way, explaining the world of asexuality to me and why I was one.
I guess I don't understand my schedule...
So, I’m an undergraduate student in the liberal arts and sciences college at my university. We also have a college of engineers and they have earlier class registration times.
I wanted to be in a class that had very few spots, and I came up an idea that many others admitted was quite clever.
Get an engineer to register the class, then coordinate so they drop it just as you’re registering. Then, even if the waitlist is full, you get that spot on the waitlist. And sometimes a full class can deter others from registering.
A friend of my roommate’s is a male engineer, and I saw him, and figured I’d ask him if he had the space open and could register the class for me.
All he would say is, “I don’t think you understand how scheduling works.”
I had already explained exactly why that made sense, and continued to do so.
Only when a nearby friend of his explained that, “Maybe she could get the last spot on a wait list or something,” did he go, “Oh. Yeah. I don’t have the spot open anyway.”
