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signs at stores? émail? menu ?? instruction ? post online ? caption with andswer to question ? group hand outs ??? street sign ??? no. The Written Word Is The Enemy
#The number of compliments i have gotten for reading a thing
The ability to occasionally Read A Thing will make you a hero in your workplace, especially if it is for example an error message that tells you what you need to do differently, or instructions on unjamming a printer.
I work in tech, and much of what I do is support sales reps within the company by resolving errors with the software they use.
There is one sales rep who, every single time I send her a message or email with extremely specific instructions that will resolve her issue, does something completely different from what I tell her. Every time. Without fail. It is so glaringly obvious that she has never read even a single word that I have written to her.
So one day, she sends me a message that says little more than "(software) is broken, help"
So I do my standard song and dance of asking her what she's trying to accomplish, and what specifically is stopping her from doing that. And eventually, after much unnecessary back and forth, she tells me there's an error message. I ask her to send me a screenshot of the error message. She does.
The error message basically says, "these two required fields are blank. To resolve this, please fill in these two specific fields, and then click save."
So I take a few deep breaths.
Then I lie to her.
I message her back, saying "hey yeah, for some reason it's not loading that screenshot on my end. Could you type out the full text of the error message for me?"
Client is reporting that Some Thing Program doesn't work. I ask if there's an error message with further information about what's not working. Client says "no". I go over and ask Client to open Some Thing. Client double-clicks on the icon for Some Thing, it starts to boot, an error message dialog flashes up on screen, Client closes error message before I can read it, Thing closes after the error.
"What did that error message say?" I ask.
"What error message?" asks Client.
I tell Client to open the Some Thing again and then not click anything else. Client opens Some Thing, error message appears, Client clicks it away again.
I tell Client to stand up, step away, and give me physical control of the computer. I open Some Thing, start looking at the error message without closing it, and Client says "You should close that." I tell Client that I am reading the error message. Client is apparently accustomed to treating error messages as a kind of spam email that should be deleted as fast as possible, and gets agitated that I'm reading it.
I read the error message. It tells me what the problem is. I fix the problem. Some Thing works now.
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Later, I start thinking about how such an error message might perhaps be engineered to be more attention-grabbing and close-resistant as a way of making people read it. It's not important for some random program here, but there are more important systems (medical, etc) where it would be reasonable to demand the user's attention because people's lives depend on paying attention to the error message.
But then people with a perverted intellect would still be thinking about ways to avoid reading the message, like dragging it off edge of screen or hiding it behind another window. So maybe the dialog box could have an always-in-front feature to override other windows, and the alert could use the computer's hardware "beep" functionality that can't be switched off by muting the regular sound system, and keep beeping... shit, I realize I'm reinventing pain, and get philosophical about it.
She was a computer programmer / analyst, a... Long Time Ago. Called in for a system she'd installed before, the office folk said they kept having problems where it Didn't Work Right (no error, a malfunction)
She investigated, and told them that could only happen if they did 3 specific things in a specific order, which they should not ever do.
So, she asked, did they ever do that?
No! Of course not, was the answer.
So she made a couple of small changes, packed up and said that should be fine, but they should call her if there were problems.
The next week
She had a call saying "We're getting a strange error message on the system, can you help?"
at some point, you have to recognize that the detrans grifters who cry about how t made them bald and spend their sad pathetic adult lives pretending like they were completely unaware of the effects of masculinizing hormones and treat trans people like they're all diseased or mentally ill children who cant think for themselves, and the roided out cismen with full beards who have no intention of actually transitioning but say shit like "im gonna play wnba now haha" to make a mockery of trans women even though you know for a fact that if you ever used she/her for them they'd punch your face for emasculinizing them, are the exact same type of person.
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I wish every pickme TMRA transfem a very "wake up and get out of there, they will turn on you the second they can and try to drive you into complete isolation and then suicide. None of the people who claimed to care will lift a finger to help you because they feel no moral obligation to help a transfem"
Please look at how many of us speak from experience. I used to think the same things you did. That TME trans people wouldn't hurt me if I was nicer to them. That there was a chance at weeding out their transmisogyny if I could just prove I was a friend. That I wouldn't be permanently isolated in those spaces until they found a reason to try and drive me to suicide. But it wasn't the case, because these people are hellbent on hating you and me. Get out of there. Your sisters are waiting for you.
I hope you understand that transfeminist spaces won't be perfect. Especially if you're racialized or disabled. It will still sometimes be difficult to find your safe people if you are multiply marginalized. Transfeminist spaces aren't utopian by any means. But from the perspective of this Black disabled transfem? Transfeminist spaces are still a hell of a lot safer than TMRA spaces. You'll find racism and ableism everywhere, but most transfeminists actually try to acknowledge and unlearn it. It's better here.
there's so many pick me transfem bloggers that did everything right as far as tmra bloggers expect. they shrank themselves down for the sake of the trans men they hung around, they misgendered themselves and called themselves male and talked about how they were inherently monstrous because they were camab, they prioritized how the trans men around them wanted to fetishize them while co-opting the aesthetics of transfeminine suffering, who take on the language of hypothetical identities like amab transmasc to legitimize transmisogynistic ones like afab transfem, and inevitably their time comes. one by one, one of these poor women have expressed a concern about transmisogyny, about herself or a trans woman she knows, and like clockwork there will come the whisper campaigns, the innocently concerned anons in askboxes, the wokescolds, the callout posts calling her a pedophile for having an anime pfp, a zoophile for being a therian, a transandrophobe who hates trans men even if the girl in question does nothing but post about how much she loves her transgender boyfriend and men like him
i feel terribly for these women and girls. both the ones who have been tossed aside after making the slightest fuss about their own oppression for 5 minutes, and the ones who have not yet been discarded who believe they'll never be
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It’s interesting how there are at least 2 types of “I don’t remember that.”
1. Not remembering until the memory gets triggered/ you are confronted with evidence, and then you do remember.
2. Absolutely no evidence will bring back the memory. The memory does not exist anymore. That wasn’t me. Nope. Didn’t happen.
And then there’s “I have been told about this, and while I do not remember it, I know that it is factually correct. How do I know? I don’t know.”
I don’t even know what my point is, it’s just interesting to think about. Memories are weird, dissociation is weird. The way the highly traumatized young mind deals with memories is weird.
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