my hobbies include making hot tea, going to the library and daydreaming a lot
i don’t know how to ask for help i disappear and come back when i’m good
women arent complicated youre just dumb
“I want to speak to a manager,” the middle-aged woman said in her stern I-used-to-be-a-soccer-mom-ten-years-ago voice, looking down at me over the top of her Gucci reading glasses.
A wicked grin split across my face and the gates of Hell opened up behind me, releasing a gust of hot wind that whipped my apron around my body and forced the woman to shield her face. Demons came forth, dancing around in flames with songs of, “She wants to speak to a manager. Did you hear that? She wants to speak to a manager!” before erupting into earsplitting shrieks of laughter, none louder than my own cackling.
I took in the woman’s look of utter horror before my eyes rolled back into my head and I growled,
“I am the manager.”
I was so confused during today’s Drac Daily about this part in particular
Because that??? Bro, that ain’t Hamlet.
I went digging and found someone attempting to explain it:
If it is referencing this scene then it’s the part in the play where Hamlet says he’s going to throw everything off the table of his mind and focus only on revenge (this does…not work out for him).
BUT THEN
SO BASICALLY
B A S I C A L L Y
Stoker’s dumb acting friend MISQUOTED SHAKESPEARE loudly and often enough that it wound up in this novel????????
status plays a part in this with the sebastian-antonio and hamlet-horatio dynamic but corollary to that other post another devastating pronoun thing at work here is when the character who privately uses thou and publicly you for the other character (beatrice, horatio, antonio) is then thoued by the other one (benedick, hamlet, sebastian) but they still refuse to drop the you :(
Hamlet, illustrated by John Austen (1922)
head full many thoughts none of them useful
full offense but cis people dont get to call us shemales and trannies and femboys and traps and “its”, and campaign to “drop the T” in LGBT and deprive trans people of resources and beat the shit out of us in bathrooms and make fun of us for having “baby faces” and strip us of our rights and murder us for being trans and joke about how we “identify as an apache attack helicopter”, only to turn around and call themselves “allies” when they police OUR identities, just because they call themselves “cis transmeds”! i cant!! im not fucking allowing it!!!
𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸, 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟷 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙳𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙾𝚏 𝙵𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚣 𝙺𝚊𝚏𝚔𝚊, 𝟷𝟿𝟷𝟺-𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟹
i’m oscillating between dimensions y’all want anything
mostly dark academia shitposting - any pronouns
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