So my bigot parents have been pressuring me to move out of their basement. They’ve even threatened to cut off my access to Tumblr and the internet in general. IT’S LIKE THEY FUCKING WANT THE PATRIARCHY TO KEEP RAPING WOMYN!! Anyway, I saw a help wanted sign at our local grocery store so I decided to apply. I met the manager (a very nice womyn of size, although she was still white) and she gave me a tour of the store. I was so stressed about my parents trying to take Tumblr away from me that my amoebakin feelings were triggered during the tour. I felt the need to absorb everything around me, and fought to keep composure as the manager talked about the store. She noticed me twitching and eyeing the food and asked if I was okay, so I was forced to let Ichiro front since amoeba can’t talk. Thankfully Ichiro had my back and said I was fine. However, being a transgender flying cat from the eighth dimension, Ichiro is not accustomed to wearing clothes. Xi began removing the body’s clothes as we walked through the store. The manager reacted by screaming (such body negativity! I would’ve expected better of a womyn of size!) and yelling to get out. I tried to regain control of the body from Ichiro and explain my status as a multiple system, but my amoebakin feelings were still being triggered. I regained control and began to absorb the food around me into my beautiful fat and phantom fat. I was snapped back to my senses when I saw a meat counter in the store. I told the manager that meat eating was wrong and that the store should switch to cruelty-free vegan alternatives, but she wouldn’t fucking listen (again, VERY disappointing for a womyn of size)! She yelled something about calling the SS stormtrooper police, so I gathered up the body’s clothes and left. The store won’t fucking hire me, probably because I’m North Korean and the store is run by racist, sizeist, singleist crackers! Ichiro has been very upset and I’ve been trying to explain to xir that xi did nothing wrong. My bigot parents were furious even though Ichiro and I were the one’s shamed by the patriarchal grocery store! Ugh, I don’t know how I can go on living under the roof of these bigots