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I know that the title of this blog post sounds like some kind of a clickbait material. But it’s true and it’s literally the type of story that you can’t make up.
As I wrote in this previous post, I had gone to a local Jo-Ann’s Fabrics and Crafts where I saw these nutcrackers holding rainbow flags that were on sale. I thought that they were a hoot, especially since I have friends who are LGBTQ. I had a 25% off coupon through my Jo-Ann’s app on my phone so I got it for around $15. I shot a few photos and made a quick online video. Here’s a recent photo of my rainbow flag nutcracker.
A few days later I learned that Fox News decided to announce that liberals are declaring its annual War on Christmas once again (even though such a thing doesn’t even exist in real life) and it cited not only that rainbow nutcracker that I purchased but another Christmas decoration that is currently being sold in Target. It features a black Santa Claus in a wheelchair. That one had me shaking my head because, despite the fact that the onetime Fox News anchor Megyn Kelly had famously said ten years ago that Santa is white, Santa Claus was based on a real-life bishop known as Saint Nicholas of Myrna. He was of Greek descent who came from what is now Demre, Turkey. He was European but usually when people like Megyn Kelly say that someone is white, they tend to mean people from the northern European countries like Germany, Sweden, Norway, Finland, Denmark, France, and Great Britain.
So now it’s 2023 and Riley Gaines is on Fox News complaining about the fact that not only is there something that she calls “gay nutcracker” but there’s also something that she calls “black disabled Santa” and she seems horrified that they exist. Naturally that video clip has soon gone viral with people roasting Gaines online over what she said.
I wasn’t surprised that Gaines had gone homophobic over the nutcracker since homophobia is still alive and well among certain types of people. But I was livid when she thought that black disabled Santa was also something that she said had “gone way too far.” I was born with a dislocated left hip and I had to spend the first year and a half in a body cast as a result. Had that treatment failed, I would’ve spent my entire life in a wheelchair.
My father suffered a spinal cord injury that left him a quadriplegic. He spent the last 15 years of his life in a wheelchair. He died in 2000 at the age of 65.
My mother suffered from multiple sclerosis. She spent the last 10 years of her life in a wheelchair as her illness progressed. She died in 2020 at 79, just two weeks before the COVID-19 pandemic arrived.
It’s bad enough that Riley Gaines had proved herself to be homophobic but she was also intolerant towards Santa in a wheelchair because of both his skin color and disability. So she’s homophobic, racist, and ableist.
I hate to tell Riley Gaines but just because she’s able-bodied now doesn’t mean she will always be able-bodied in the future. Both of my parents were able-bodied until they weren’t due to circumstances beyond their control. Riley Gaines, like all of us, is just one accident or one illness or one major tragedy away from being physically disabled.
So I already have the rainbow flag nutcracker that I bought at Jo-Ann’s but I was curious about the black Santa in a wheelchair that’s sold in Target. So I went to the Target that’s closest to my home and I found a whole shelf of them and they only cost $5 each. They were also small, which is great for me since I live in a small place. So I bought one. Here is what black disabled Santa looks like.
He’s made entirely from felt but he is very cute. I made a short video where I incorporated that infamous Fox News clip with my previous video about the rainbow nutcracker then shot new footage of black disabled Santa. I uploaded it on TikTok, Instagram, and YouTube.
Here’s a last photo of my two new Christmas decorations that Riley Gaines of Fox News absolutely hates.
The one thing I’ve learned is that while there are plenty of people out there who are willing to provide free advice on anything, keep in mind that not all advice is always sound. And sometimes there are people who claim to be “experts” who end up being anything but real experts. I got just a reminder of this recently.
Not too long ago I was getting antsy. My money was running low plus I haven’t heard back from the Census Bureau regarding new work. As of this writing I get notices that I am now eligible to get rehired. The Census Bureau was supposed to do the bulk of the hiring for the upcoming 2020 Census between January and March. I’m still getting emails from the Census Bureau saying that they are still hiring but I haven’t received any phone calls from them since late January (when I did another round of interviews with them followed by updating and sending a few forms). It was also a few weeks before my mother died and I was dealing with the possibility of sending her to a hospice because her health had declined really bad. (She died before she could make the move.)
I had a friend tell me about a friend of his who’s a retired career counselor. When he last spoke to her he mentioned that I was looking for work and she suggested that I get in contact with her. She was offering to give me free advice, which was fantastic since I can’t afford to actually hire someone to do job hunting on my behalf.
I was hoping that she would advise me on a steady job or career that would pay me enough money that I could support myself. I was also hoping that she would point me in the direction of an employment agency or temp agency that had a great track record in placing people in work quickly.
So I wrote an introductory email and sent a copy of my resume. I figured that it would be a common courtesy in order for her to get an idea of who she was dealing with so she could provide some proper advice. Not long afterwards she contacted me and she suggested that we get together in a local restaurant. I was agreeable to this.
She was going to pick me up at my house. However the current state of my home was a bit of a mess. Much of the clutter in the living room belonged to my housemate because his really big passion is picking up used computers and related equipment off of either eBay or Craigslist, install Linux on them, then take them to a low income family where he either gives them the stuff outright or charges a low fee of under $50. So my living room was full of various desktop computers, laptops, monitors, printers, cables, mice, keyboards, etc. (Heck, given the amount of computer equipment that he not only had at my house but also in a couple of storage sheds that he rented each month, he could easily open his own used computer store.) Years ago The Washington Post published an article about him and his work, which you can read right here.
There was no way I would feel comfortable in letting her inside. I originally planned on waiting outside on the front porch until she arrived to pick me up then go to the restaurant together and talk. She told me that she was having someone come over to her place to do some kind of a home improvement project so she wouldn’t be able to pick me up until 4 pm.
So it sounded like a perfect plan, which then totally went to shit. On that actual day it rained really heavy so sitting outside on the front porch was out. I was just going to wait indoors by the front door around 4 pm until her car arrived, then walk outside to meet her.
Since she wasn’t going to pick me up until after 4 I decided to go to the nearby makerspace and art studio known as The Space because it was having a couple of free workshops that were being held simultaneously that I wanted to check out.
While I was at The Space she called me saying that the handyman arrived and had finished the work earlier than expected so she was going to arrive at the house at 2 pm. Which means that going to a restaurant was probably not going to happen because it would be too late for lunch yet too early for dinner and she hadn’t indicated the possibility of going for drinks or maybe a dessert. So I ended up having to cut my visit to The Space short so I could arrive home in time to greet the career counselor.
So she arrived and she said that she needed to use the bathroom, which totally defeated my idea of quickly darting out the door and into her car. She took one look at the current sorry state of my living room and she expressed shock. I told her that the bulk of the stuff in the living room belonged to my housemate and I explained to her about his passion for bridging the digital divide (which inspired that Washington Post article). She said, “This isn’t his stuff. This is all your stuff.”
I kept on protesting that this is mostly his stuff but she kept on saying that everything in the living room—including the numerous computers, laptops, keyboards, etc. were all mine. She said that I was a borderline hoarder.
Basically she assumed that everything in the living room belonged to me because I’m a woman whose traditional responsibility is to keep a clean house and I’m failing because, in her mind, I’m hoarding all kinds of computer equipment (that really belongs to my housemate). And it’s incredibly hard to do much housecleaning when one is trying to maneuver around my housemate’s stuff. (I know because I’ve attempted to do it.)
But, yeah, she’s basically a sexist woman who assumed that everything is my fault. I know some of you may be shocked that some women can be just as sexist as men regarding their attitude on what women should or should not do but I’ve actually met such women over the years and they are definitely not fun to be around with. Yes, sexist women really do exist and this retired career counselor was the latest example. (I have to note that it’s pretty ironic that I’m uploading this post about this sexist career counselor woman on International Women’s Day.)
She pointed to the papers on the living room table and I admitted that most of it was mine. She said that I need to spend a certain amount of time getting rid of papers in order to improve my mental health. I said, “That’s fine, I’ll devote at least 15-30 minutes a day getting the papers off of the dining room table.” She replied, “No, you’ll devote one hour a day.”
Then she said, “You’ll also go to the store, buy some Spic and Span, and use that to wash down all of the walls.” Yes, this career counselor wanted me to start washing walls when I really needed her advice on finding a job.
She told me to go outside to her car. She started her car and the radio station was tuned to NPR and she shushed me because she wanted to hear this story. So we sat there until the story was finished. Then she asked me about the nearest mall and I told her about how I tend to hang around at The Space and I explained to her what The Space is. She expressed interest in checking the place out so we drove to Beltway Plaza.
I took her to The Space where the two simultaneous workshops were being held outside in the mall itself. I brought her inside and showed her the place. She began to perk up when I showed her the sewing machines that one could borrow for a sewing project. She told me to grab a piece of paper and pencil and I did so since The Space had plenty of both.
She asked me about my past as a crafter and I mentioned that I used to make jewelry and customize used thrift shop Barbie dolls for sale. I have stopped selling in craft shows in recent years because sales were so low that it wasn’t worth the effort to even work as a vendor at these shows.
After a couple of minutes she insisted that we leave The Space immediately because the decor was “too distracting” for her. That totally floored me because I’ve been to The Space numerous times and I’ve always felt that the decor was funky yet cozy. Here are some sample photos of the interior of The Space from previous visits.
So we walked over to the center of the mall that, in her mind, was less distracting. She began to demand that I show her my past arts and crafts so I went into Google Photos and this blog pulling up pictures of various things I’ve done. She didn’t care about my drawings or paintings at all. She was slightly more interested in the crafts I had done but she criticized the knitted hats I had made for my church (where all of the proceeds from those sales went to the church and all of the unsold hats were donated to local homeless shelters) because she felt they were too “boring” and “unstylish.” She said that I needed to get back to crafting and selling my wares at various street fairs again. I told her that I had quit the street fairs because I was making less and less money as time went by and I also told her that this whole downward spiral began after the 2008 economic meltdown. Then she said that we need to go to the other end of the mall where Jo-Ann’s Fabrics & Crafts is located.
So we arrived at the store and she told me to go to the tables where the pattern reference books were located. She proceeded to go through each book and she said that I needed to sew multi-pocket bags even though they would require a sewing machine and I still hadn’t gotten around to learning how to use one. She didn’t seem to understand when I said that I haven’t learned how to use a sewing machine and most of my past sewing projects had been hand-sewn. It was yet another example of her being a sexist woman because she assumed that I already knew how to use a sewing machine simply because I’m a woman.
She told me to write down each pattern name and number of the projects that she was picking out for me in the expectation that I would sew them using a sewing machine and sell them at craft shows. The patterns she selected for me included doggie blankets and various different types of bags. She also told me that I needed to make knitted hats with floral accents for sale as well.
She drove me home and I was glad to be away from her. She was such a disappointment. I wanted advice regarding getting a steady paid day job that would pay all the bills and she only cared about my housekeeping and she wanted me to sell at craft shows even though they don’t provide a steady income. (I know this first-hand because I’ve worked at too many shows in recent years where I’ve barely broke even. It was definitely a different story prior to the economic collapse of 2008.)
But her fun and games didn’t end there. The following day, while I was at church, she called me. Fortunately it was after the service had ended and we were in the post-service coffee hour where we were socializing among each other. She asked me if I had spent an hour going through papers in the living room. I told her that I was at church and I hadn’t gotten to it yet. She then suggested that I use the plastic bags I get when I go grocery shopping to put the papers in so I could work more efficiently. She also told me to go to the grocery store and buy Spic and Span so I can begin washing the walls as soon as possible.
Yes, this was a “career counselor” telling me this.
After that phone call I decided to head back over to The Space where I socialized with a few of the regulars there. Some of them had met the career counselor the day before and they let me know how they really felt about her. The comments ranged from “type A personality” to “asshole.” These people at The Space are really laid-back and friendly and they usually tend not to be snarky about anyone. But that career counselor’s hard-charging bull in a china shop personality had alienated them in the few minutes that they met her.
I worked on the pile of papers a couple of days but I ended up devoting anywhere from 15-30 minutes instead of the one hour that she demanded. That week I also had a job interview with a place that I learned about through Facebook’s Jobs section. I basically applied, the company responded quickly, and I had the interview. There were a few things about that place that really didn’t impress me and the woman who interviewed me had the similar kind of aggressive “bull in a china shop” personality as that career counselor. I was relieved when the company decided not to hire me because there were a few things about that company that didn’t sit well with me and I probably would’ve been very miserable and stressed out had I been hired.
The following Sunday the career counselor called me again during the post-Sunday service coffee socialization hour. She began to ask if I had cleared the papers one hour a day like she wanted me to and she asked me exactly how many of those plastic grocery bags I had filled. I told her that I attacked the pile but I didn’t do as much as she preferred. I then began to talk about that job interview I had during the week. She seemed not to be interested in my news that I managed to snag a job interview, which is unusual for a career counselor. I honestly thought that career counselors tend to care about such things. Instead I was dealing with a career counselor who cared more about my housekeeping skills than finding work.
I told her that I would feel better if I found steady work that paid me a steady wage that I could support myself with. I then asked her if she could recommend any agencies and she just said “Go to a temp agency.” She didn’t say which temp agency. She just said a generic temp agency.
At that point I realized that I was getting nowhere with her. I was wasting my time with a so-called “career counselor” who could care less about my effort at finding work because she only cared about my homemaking skills and nothing else. Once I got off of the phone I blocked her number and deleted her from my cellphone’s Contacts app.
As for the friend who recommended her in the first place, when I told him about what happened several weeks later, he admitted that she wasn’t really a close friend. She was someone who was a customer at his job and he said that she once took him out to a meal a few years ago. Basically he ran into her recently, remembered that she was a retired career counselor, and he mentioned that I was looking for work. She told him that she would be willing to help me.
The biggest irony is that I’m currently helping my housemate with taking all of that computer equipment that’s currently cluttering up the living room and putting it in his rented storage shed. The career counselor will never know this since I blocked her useless ass from my life.
It’s just a well that she’s a retired career counselor because she was so unhelpful. Sometimes I wonder if her former clients found her help to be less-than-thrilling and they ended up ditching her as soon as possible. If that’s the case, I can understand why she ended up retiring from her field.
The bottom line to my story is this: When someone gives you advice on anything, keep in mind that what worked for the advice giver doesn’t mean that it will always work for you. If possible, try to get a second opinion from someone else. If that person agrees with the first advice giver, then it’s a sign that you should at least try following it.
Always go with your gut instincts on any advice that people give you. If there is any advice that doesn’t feel right or doesn’t sit well with you, then don’t follow it. Or get a second or third advice before deciding whether to follow it.
And if you get someone who’s similar to that retired career counselor I encountered, then don’t hesitate to get that person out of your life as soon as possible because you don’t need toxic people in your life.
This past weekend a major snowstorm hit the Washington, DC area where I lived. The snowstorm started late Saturday then it stopped for a brief period on the following Sunday afternoon before it started up again and it didn’t stop for good until sometime in the middle of the night.
As a result, most of DC was even more shutdown than it was before (due to the ongoing federal government shutdown where Donald Trump is still refusing to budge on signing on this year’s budget until he gets his border wall).
Yesterday morning it was sunny with a bright blue sky. It was still cold outside but it wasn’t quite as bad as before the snowstorm. I managed to bring out my Elsa doll and placed her along a shoveled sidewalk area to give you an idea as to how deep the snow was in my area. (Elsa is about 11-12 inches tall, which makes her roughly the same height as Barbie.)
I also took a few photos of the wooded area that’s close to my home.
Later in the day I went to the local mall where I went to Jo-Ann’s Fabrics & Crafts because I needed to buy some new patches for my jeans. When I was standing in the checkout line I saw these really cute stuffed animals for Valentine’s Day that had these groan-inducing puns.
Right next to the llama on the right-hand side is The Perfect Man chocolate, which I remember actually buying from that same store five years earlier then blogging about it. I ended up not buying The Perfect Man this time around but I managed to buy a pack of glue sticks because I had a coupon (through the Jo-Ann smartphone app). The store also had a sale on a bundle of two pairs of fuzzy Christmas slipper socks. Each bundle was originally priced at $9.99 but they were 90% off so each bundle now costs $1 each. (Which meant that each pair of slipper socks only cost 50 cents per pair. Sweet!) I purchased two bundles because I only wear slipper socks in bed these days so I really don’t care if I’m wearing green and red Christmas socks in—let’s say—early March since I only intend to sleep in them and not wear them out in public.
I arrived at church with a friend (we were carpooling together) when we saw that it was once again Tye-Dye Sunday. This is an event that’s usually held once a year during the summer. It runs in place of regular Sunday school for the kids while adults have a chance to dye their own shirts once Sunday service ends. Here are a few photos I took at that event.
I had somehow missed the memo about Tye-Dye Sunday so I didn’t bring any blank t-shirts from home. There were a few blank t-shirts lying around but the bulk were too small for me. But then I discovered this one t-shirt that was very stretchy so it could fit me. What’s more, it’s a Michael Kors designer t-shirt. I don’t know who donated that t-shirt. It was a basic blank white shirt that would have been indistinguishable from other white shirts if I hadn’t seen that label.
I took that shirt for myself, tied rubber bands around it, then put it in this vat of purple dye.
I put the shirt in a zip-lock bag then took it home with me. The following day I washed it and it looked okay. While my t-shirt was drying I decided to take a trip to the local mall and I was walking around Jo-Ann’s Fabrics & Crafts. I saw this unicorn iron-on appliqué with a color scheme that would definitely match my newly-dyed Michael Kors t-shirt. I also have the Jo-Ann’s app on my smartphone so I was able to use a coupon and pay just $2.50 for that appliqué. Sweet!
So I ironed that appliqué patch on the t-shirt once it fully dried. Here is the front of the shirt.
The next photo show the back of the t-shirt.
And, last but not least, here’s a selfie of me modeling that t-shirt.
Even though the Disney movie Frozen has been out for over a year and it’s still available on DVD, the movie is still a big deal in popular culture. I found this latest example during a recent excursion to Jo-Ann’s Fabrics & Crafts. I found patterns that one can make for 18-inch dolls (such as American Girl, Our Generation, and Springfield) from not one but two different manufacturers.
Interestingly the Simplicity pattern (on the left in the above photo) has the official Disney Frozen logo on the front while the McCall’s one doesn’t explicitly mention the Frozen name but the clothes that the dolls model look nearly identical to what Anna and Elsa wore in that film.
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