Most of the people in my hometown are older – the average age of our residents seems to go up by a year every year. The train I take in the mornings isn't packed until the fifth stop, and until then I sit with some professionals at the coffee tables. They usually don't talk to me, but today one did. While the other table was putting down a Trump supporter, he and I discussed the benefits of investing in a splitter for my chargers, so that I didn't have to hurt my arm reaching for the one on the other side of the table.
It was the other ones putting down a Trump supporter that had me interested, but I was glad for the distraction.
They were talking about a woman one of them knew and how she was a “Total Trumper,” which I guess is fine to say, if she is. They were mocking her because she had recently said, “I'm moving away from hateful statements,” and putting their hands up like “What could a Trump supporter mean by that?” And they laughed. There was one point when the man said, “Sorry to any trumpers around,” which I figured meant at least he understood that not everyone feels comfortable talking about being one.
I'm not exactly a Trump Supporter, although I did vote for him. I wanted to help prevent Clinton in the Oval Office – she takes too much money from countries that execute gays for me to be cool with it. Her loyalties aren't what they should be, and she ran on a pretty sexist platform.
(I'm not going to vote for someone just because she's a woman, and I wouldn't have voted for O'bama just because he was black. Pity racism still seems like racism to me
Besides, I don't know about a female president. Not because the country isn't ready for it or anything – just because women have a lot more to deal with on the physical and emotional scales and historically men have been stronger leaders. Angela Murkel is admittedly one reason the idea of a female president leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
It was just strange, because stereotypically the older people would be the Trump supporters, and I'd be a millennial who gets offended at their jargon, but it was the other way around – they were the leftists and I was the right winger who felt bad that they thought the way they did. When I got on the train home just now, some older people were getting on, and the man was complaining to the woman about people my age. The woman said something to the effect of “Be nice,” and he was grumbling about “...phones and … why always ...” and she just smiled and said, “As long as it keeps them quiet though right?” with that Professor Umbridge tee-hee.
I glared at them a little. Technology gets better and all they want to do is whine. I'm never going to treat young people like they're not people.
This really is becoming a bit of a diary isn't it. Ok, well since it is, I'll tell you about work – it's going much better. It feels like a lot of a rollercoaster, but it's ok – I enjoy the work and I am getting to know the girls a little better. I'm going on vacation tomorrow morning to florida, and they said have fun.
I'm also very proud of myself – a few days ago I asked my boss to start Ccing me on directions for the girls while they're at work, so that I know where directives are coming from and how to plan my day around that. I had been afraid it would come off as criticism but she took it really well and was just like, sure. Of course, totally, will do.
I'm going to start doing that more often – asking my coworkers to please do things that would help me get organized.
I'll write more on the plane :)