I’ve seen this circulated around tumblr, facebook, and even Imgur. If you haven’t seen it, it’s the post that gives a list of fake phone numbers to give to someone who is bothering you for your phone number, whether it be if you aren’t interested, or they aren’t taking no for an answer. There’s a “loser” rejection number, the fucking KKK hotline (cmon people…) and some other stuff that is either “funny” or directs them to something that tells them flat out that they were given a fake. I know it was made for women mostly, but this is for anyone- Please DON’T do it. Don’t give out those numbers to someone. First of all, a few are 1-800 or 1-866 numbers. Secondly, in every situation where I couldn’t shake someone, I would give my number and they would immediately stand there and call it, or ask if I can call them. If you give them one of these fakes and they call or text it, they are going to see that the phone didn’t ring or go off, and even if it’s in your purse or pocket, they might listen to the call to make sure it goes through. This can become extremely dangerous if they realize you gave them one of those numbers while they are standing right there, and can go from docile and annoying, to mean and even furious in a matter of seconds. God forbid you used the “loser rejection” one, or another mean one. Instead of these, if you must give a number, please know there is an app called “Mr. Number” and it allows free blocking. If you have to give yours out, immediately block the number as soon as you leave and are safely away. The app has the option that if they call, it won’t even allow them to leave a voicemail, so no angry horrible voicemails from them, and all their texts to you will also be blocked. Please be careful. I used one of these lines from years ago, and it was a polite one, too. The guy saw my phone didn’t do anything (it was too late to put it away and it was sitting on the bar), tried again, heard it, went from 0-60 and threw a shotglass down on the ground smashing it while screaming and calling me a cunt and a bitch and all kinds of shit. Most of those lines are provoking, so please don’t use them. You’ll probably see me say this a few times on different media, but it’s a safety issue and I feel strongly about it.
My name is Angie. I’m a 20 year old woman, and I’m bed bound with a serious neurological injury. This was sustained from an accident during my last year of high school. I had wanted to study music at a conservatorium, but right now, I’m stuck in my room for months at a time, and unable to lift my head off the bed without hurting my spine.
To complicate the situation, my previous landlord evicted me for my disability, and I’m forced to pay for expensive temporary accommodation. I’m constantly on the verge of running out of money and becoming homeless. It’s impossible for me to apply for government housing unless I have a full diagnosis.
To do this, I need to attend medical consultations that I cannot currently afford.
I would really appreciate any small donations people can offer to assist. I’m hoping to raise $6000 for my healthcare and accommodation expenses over the next two months. I have listed individual costs under the read more. Please, please reblog if you cannot donate. Thank you for your support.
I’m extremely grateful to the people who have helped me with my accommodation costs in the previous months, I certainly would not be alive without this.
Sorry my healthcare costs never end… I will have to pay for paramedic transport fees in the thousands after my scans today and tomorrow. If I don’t pay for this, I won’t be able to get transport to the neurologist consultation next month. Any donations or reblogs would be really helpful. Thank you for your support!
Please help this person by donating! And if you can’t please signal boost this asap!!!!!!
a) perfect example of people discrediting clever idea & intelligence of a female due to her appearance, and
b) all these people wouldn’t have noticed her kit, which was her goal in the first place
Lol “she also wears sexy clothing to distract people from the bulky shoes”
She’s a genius, really
That guy who went around painting dicks over potholes so they would be considered obscene and the local govt would have to fill them in did a better job of impacting the world in a positive light than banksy ever did, or ever will
Adolf Hitler rose to power by promising to fix Germany and return it back to the powerful land it once was before the First World War, blaming Jews, primarily, for the downfall of their nation.
Donald Trump is rising to power by promising to fix America (‘Make America Great Again’) and return it back to the powerful land it once was, blaming Latinx and Chinese people for the downfall of the nation.
Hm.
SIGNAL BOOST THE SHIT OUT OF THIS WHY DOESNT THIS HAVE WAY MORE NOTES
Whatever happens with Bernie, do not let this country suffer a Republican administration. Do not.
OKAY LISTEN UP KIDDIES
I campaigned for Hillary in 2008. In fact, if she wins the primaries I literally have a political button from that campaign that I kept for history’s sake (it was the first time in history that a woman ran for president and was considered a serious candidate), and if she wins the primary I will damn well break it out again because I would rather have my mentally-deficient dog in the Oval Office than another Republican.
So in 2008, as we all know, Obama took the primary. And I spent about two days being disappointed, and then I called his local office and said “I worked for Hillary and if Obama is good enough for her, he’s good enough for me. I want to volunteer.” I actually showed up on my first day with that Hillary pin still on my backpack.
My primary job with Obama’s campaign was voter outreach. Going into low-registration neighborhoods and asking folks if they were registered and if not, if they’d like to. Telling folks with felonies that in the state of Pennsylvania they were no longer barred from voting and could re-register to vote. Signing people up for rides to the polls if they didn’t have transportation.
In the course of one of those voter outreach trips, I met an old black woman, somewhere in her 70s. I don’t remember her name, but I remember her story. And when I asked her if she was registered to vote, she said no. I asked if she wanted to register and there was this pause, and when she spoke again there was so much shame in her voice I wanted to light the world on fire.
“I can’t read to vote.”
I told her that someone at the polls could help her read the touchscreen so she’d know which buttons to push, and that I could fill out her form if she could make a mark for her signature–and she said yes. So I filled it out as carefully as I could, showed her my voter registration card so she’d know what to look for in the mail, and handed her the clipboard to make her X. Ready for the story part? Are you sure? Because it took everything in me not to cry when she told me, and seven years later I’m sitting here with tears in my eyes.
“I left school in the third grade because they didn’t want to let no black people go,” is what she told me. “I had to work. I ain’t voted in my entire life and I want my grandbabies to know they ain’t got to be like me. You tell that Obama he got my vote. Nobody ever asked me before if I wanted to.”
I dutifully wrote out her story and hung it on our Story Wall in campaign headquarters. It stayed there until the day we closed shop. And the night of the election I was on campus, waiting outside the library for final results to come in because I didn’t have a TV; I was one of only a handful of white students in a sea of varying shades of brown. And then someone came running out the library doors: McCain conceded. Obama wins. Fucking chaos erupted. People were screaming, crying, dancing. Some girl I’d never seen before in my life and never saw again saw the Obama volunteer pin on my jacket and hugged me so hard she lifted me off my feet. It was about 35 degrees outside and we were too excited to care.
And what’s the point of this story? The point is that hope didn’t end with Hillary. In 2008, the fact that Obama beat her was fucking stunning–she was considered the clear front-runner almost all the way up to the primaries.
The point is that if Hillary wins out, you carefully tuck away your Bernie button for 2020 and you call Hillary’s office and say “I voted for Bernie but I would rather have a diseased goldfish in office than another Republican, I want to volunteer.” You make her know she was not first choice, but for the country’s sake we must push the party forward. And we back the shit out of Hillary. Because you may well find yourself standing in line in the polls with a woman who never got to vote before. Because hope has a lot of faces, and some are nicer than others, but above all we must hope. And we must work to achieve what we hope for.
And let’s face it Trump is the WORST. I’m not American but I watch what happens with the elections because it affects us as allies.
Which is another reason to please, PLEASE vote in the mid-terms! Whether Bernie or Hillary takes office, we cannot and SHOULD NOT force them to negotiate with a House and Senate jam-packed full of Republicans, like Obama was forced to! Think of all the things he might have accomplished if those spoiled CHILDREN hadn’t kicked and screamed and dragged their feet over every little thing! Remember the government shut-down? I never want to watch my government go through something like that ever again.
