Not to be a hetero ally or whatever but I sincerely hope all straight women can find a man who puts in the effort, provides, listens, and most importantly, cares. I hope you find a man who values you and let’s it be known he’s grateful to be with you. You don’t deserve someone who doesn’t light up when he sees you, doesn’t pay for shit, doesn’t wanna impress you, and just doesn’t realize how blessed he is to be with you. I want them to know that they aren’t selfish for wanting a man they’re actually attracted to or wanting a a man who wants to spoil them how he can. No one deserves to settle.
It costs you literally nothing to leave service dogs the fuck alone.
yall. this isn’t a joke. if i can tell a 5 yr old “my dog is working, please let her be” and they understand then you can too. those dogs ARE working. they have a job to do. and when we say ‘leave them alone’ that includes making faces at them and baby talking them. literally act like they are just someone’s bag or something. if you distract them they could fail to alert their owner to a seizure or blood sugar issue or allergen. you are literally jeopardizing someone’s life bc you can’t have basic decency, respect, and self control.
SAY IT LOUDER
am I allowed to tell the person I’m proud of the dog? Or should I just not bring up the dog?
Ignore the dog. Do not mention the dog.
Would you walk up to a stranger and be like “Oh damn your wheelchair is doing such a hecking good job being a wheelchair you go lil buddy!” no? then don’t do it to service animals that are clearly wearing their vest/collar/harness whatever it is that marks them as service animals
Y’all literally do not care how many disabled people you kill and how many disabled lives you ruin - you want to coo at and pet the cute dog.
Go fuck yourself asshole.
Here, if you want a comparison that isn’t an object: I worked as a caregiver for people with developmental (usually accompanied by physical) disabilities. My job was to accompany them into the community for various activities including shopping, dining, and leisure activities. And everywhere we went people would come up to ME and tell me what a good person I was, what a great service I was providing, god bless me, etc. Not only was it embarrassing for both me and my consumers, it was distracting! I was supposed to be paying attention to my consumers and their needs, which could often change rapidly depending on their conditions, and instead I was having to deal with some prick who felt the need to voice what a martyr I was for doing my job. And they’d usually get angry if I ignored them or informed them they were distracting me from my job, which sounds familiar.
So yeah. Leave. The Dog. Alone. All you’re doing is making yourself feel good while distracting the dog from its job and endangering the person it’s supposed to be helping.
Question: I know service dogs are for a variety of maladies (I hope that’s not offensive, if so plz correct me) so is it wrong to even go up to the person and calmly tell them their dog is cute and ask them to give them a pet for me later when they’re off the clock? Without actually giving the dog attention?
What exactly is it about “Ignore the dog. Do not mention the dog.” that y’all aren’t grasping.
Oh right. It’s not what you want to do so you’re just going to keep trying to weasel your way around it. Because fuck disabled people, it’s a cute dog.
Imagine every other person you see trying to talk to you, no matter what the topic is that is annoying and disruptive to your day.
And here is the thing - as someone with a service dog - ppl talking to me about her puts me in a protective mindset. My brain automatically starts tracking your hand to see if you are going to reach out to pet without asking, I’m already thinking of how to get out of the conversation, etc.
I’ve had cops reach out to pet my service dog with their other hand on their gun. I’ve had parents tell their kids to ask to pet my obviously working dog and then getting in my face yelling when I said no (nicely! not that that is a requirement). I constantly have people telling me my service dog isn’t fit for work bc she likes attention, or bc she doesnt want to be petted right then, or bc she ignores petting (like she is trained). Like it is constant judgement and fear.
Like the emotional toll of every single ‘harmless’ encounter adds up, ecspecially when you have almost ten years of the not so harmless versions weighing on it.
Here’s what y’all ableds aren’t getting - or simply do not GAF about. Every little “harmless” encounter. Every little “oh I only wanted to ask” or “I only wanted to say what a good dog it is” is a microaggression. And like all microaggressions, these add up.
When you’re out with a service dog this shit is basically non-stop, and that’s before you add in the actual aggressive people who are disturbingly common and the fact that a lot of people with service dogs have PTSD or autism spectrum disorder or anxiety disorders and would much prefer to be completely ignored.
Y’all asking your little questions and making your little comments are literally the reason many disabled people never leave the house. Because going out in public with a service dog ends up creating as many issues for them as it solves because ableds simply cannot respect disabled people. Like y’all will not even make the most basic effort - ignore the dog - don’t mention the dog - something that is completely free.
It’s literally so easy to not bother service dogs. We had a few on my college campus that I saw regularly in the hallways and dining halls, and you know what I did?
Moved to be out of their way, and thought to myself “what a good dog” as I continued walking to wherever I was going. The key here is thought. I didn’t say anything. Didn’t look at the dog beyond noticing it’s proximity to me so I could get out of the way (hallways with four lanes of traffic are tight, give them space when you can), and I moved on with my day. And I survived! My life was not vastly impacted by not petting a working dog or bothering someone just trying to get to class.
Leave. Service dogs. Alone. I don’t care if they’re not an object, treat them like the delicate piece of medical equipment that they are. They can literally be the difference between someone having a perfectly fine day, and dying.
Reblog if you psychologically torture your classmates all the time.
I need to make one of these
This is actually really helpful…more places should have something like this. It’s conducive to an inclusive comfortable environment. People shouldn’t have to deal with this dumb shit on top of everything else (work, school, bills, etc.)
