Why did every single customer call me Ma'am today? I was working drive-through, and literally EVERY SINGLE F***ING CUSTOMER called me ma'am

In 1978, His Holiness, Pope John Paul II, said, “The truth is not always the same as the majority decision.” I believe that it fully applies to us, as gay men and women. The TRUTH, that is to say, gay people are created equal, and deserve all the same rights and privileges as heterosexual people, is not the same as the MAJORITY DECISION, which seems to be that we are 2nd and 3rd class citizens.

One thing I have noticed is that within the last few decades (1970s to present) is the increase in several micronations throughout the world, whether territorial or non-territorial. Nevertheless, they are actual countries. Maybe if enough of us can get together and organize this properly, we could form a new micronation. One where homosexuality is legal, and everything.

I quit my job. I just got so tired of all the harassment and everything, so I went and quit today. How am I going to find a decent job, now when all my bills are due and I have no money>

I finally get to leave the hell that is Speedway 1194. My district manager has finally heard the entire story of what my coworkers have been doing to me, so intead of firing them all, he is giving themm all 2 write-ups and allowing me to transfer to another store.

Well, today was my first day of School at Sinclair Community College. I had two classes today: MAT 101: Elementary Algebra, and LAW 101: Business Law 1. Tomorrow, I have ACC 121: Financial Accounting. I hope to survive tomorrow, because I know for a fact that I have the campus's toughest professor.

The Countdown Begins:

Well. After five months of hell working with "Jane Doe", who (how shall I put this kindly... oh, hell, there is NO way to put it nicely) was an absolute b*tch, she finally got fired. Jane was one of the biggest homophobes at my work, and harassed me to no end, and even tried to out me to my family before I was ready. Luckily, my grandmother chose denial, which has bought me time to work up the courage (and finances) to be able to come out. I will need to be living on my own, because of the fact that I fear my dad would kick me out. Anyhow, I digress. Jane got fired (as well as a friend of mine, which was a shame, because she didn't really do anything wrong, per se. It was more guilt by association. Same with Jane, but I was glad to see her go.) because she and my friend, "Clarisse", allowed a mutual friend of theirs hang out in the store for four hours during a third shift, and the friend starting using racial slurs against African-Americans, while an African-American was in the store. The two workers, Jane and Clarisse, got fired, and their friend, "Gloria", got barred from the store. Also, right after all this, I mentioned to my district manager that Jane had been harassing me for being gay, and he said that the next time that ANYBODY says one thing about me being gay, he wants me to call him immediately on his cell phone and let him know, and that they will be given two write-ups and/or fired, depending on the severity of the offence, their previous write-ups, and his mood du jour.

Also, I realized that today, being the 11th of March, I have been at Speedway for 6 months, and as of midnight this morning, I have been making $7.25 an hour, which is 25c more than I have been making the last three months. And also, between midnight and 6 am, I make an additional 25c per hour for a shift premium. However, with Congress changing DST to this weekend, I had to do eight hours of work and only get paid for seven hours.

Anyhow, enough of a bitch session for now. Time to get some sleep.

You know how disappointing it is to only have ONE number out of six for the lottery when the jackpot is $370,000,000? However, if no one wins the jackpot tonight, then Friday's jackpot will be $470 million.

I have had a crush on one of my best friends, Josh, for two years now. He is the hottest guys I know. However, he never, NEVER, talks because of something that happened when he was younger that has paralysed his vocal cords. So he has never been able to divulge his orientation, because what teenager in their right mind would put something like that in writing around people that could make their life I living hell? He knows I am gay, and he is always hanging out with me, both at school and out of school. My "gaydar" is picking up a small blip that says, "Maybe Josh IS gay" and I hope he is because I would absolutely die to have him as a boyfriend.

I hate my job. All they ever do is harass me for being gay. Why can't I ever just go somewhere where being gay doesn't matter?