I was just casually talking with my mostly white, white collar coworkers about drug legalization. I made an offhand joke about how nearly all my old school friends dealt drugs, mostly just weed, at one point or another to make ends meet.
Shocked silence. Mumbles. That weird pursed lip thing that white, white collar types do.
Luv 2 not be able to make friends at work because of a fundamental disconnect between our formative experiences. Luv 2 probably have just hurt organizing efforts because I spooked the people I’m trying to organize :deeper-sadness:
Yeah, it is kind of hard to explain but just a fascination by the stories and bringing them up again that just comes off as weird, also simultaneous mixed with judgy undertones for the latter type of stories.