Kropotkins_Bread [he/him]

I’m a restaurant worker.

My dad had terminal cancer. It was almost certainly his last Christmas. I wanted to spend it with him, but was scheduled to work. I talked to the AGM, who said, “We should be able to handle that. Email me to remind me.” So I did - got the out of office auto-reply. Emailed the GM. Never heard back.

Worked up my courage, pulled all his doctors’ notes together, approached the other AGM. Launched into my spiel: “So, my dad has cancer, I brought --”

“If it’s about your schedule, I can’t help you.”

He’s dead now.

Yeah, this is bullshit. My sister, among others, mutilated both her sons because she thinks intact members look “gross.” I have heard similar sentiments, and their ensuing mutilations, from women in similar demos.