customer service culture is quitting and then literally never going back to that store/restaurant/etc or even going within a 100 foot radius of it unless you absolutely have to
If you think like that, please don’t ever have children.
Listen, my parents installed a lock on my door so I could lock everyone out of my room if I wanted to at sometime around 8 years old. They had a key of course for safety but they’ve never had to use it and they’ve never used it when they didn’t have to.
I was allowed full access to any books, movies, and internet I wanted fully informed about our family beliefs and practices but I was given no supervision once I reached about 13 because my parents trusted me to stick to the rules or not as I felt and come to them if there was anything that I had questions about.
As long as I said where I was going, who I was with, and when I was going to be back and then phone if anything changed I was allowed to do pretty much as I pleased from 13 onward.
I moved back in with my parents after university and the first conversation we had was my dad telling me that if I felt like they were treating me like a child to please tell them because they had no intention of doing so.
I still live with them and I’m comfortable here as an adult. When I eventually move out again, which I feel no rush to do because I feel respected and given more than enough elbow room, I will probably talk to them often if not everyday. Because they’ve always respected my privacy and my autonomy both physically and emotionally. If you want an independent and fictional child trusting them and giving them their space will do you many more favours than not.
meanwhile, my parents…
password protected my computer so i had to get permission every time i wanted to use it
put a passcode lock on our pantry so we couldn’t eat without permission
regularly checked our internet browsing history
shut off the internet at regular intervals, including when i needed it for university homework
did monthly checks of our bank statements and would confiscate money if they didn’t approve of our activities
in response, i went behind their backs and opened a new bank account, got a secret job, bought my own groceries, and used the wifi from the school across the street. they didn’t succeed in disciplining me. all they did was force me to distance myself from them.
your children are not your property. they are human beings, and they deserve basic human rights.
i’ve put on the first harry potter movie to keep me company while i draw, and can i just say: the way that harry+co immediately jump to suspecting snape of Nefarious Evildoings simply because he’s kind of a dick will never not be funny to me. they don’t even know he used to be a death eater at this point. they know literally NOTHING about him they’re just like “well he was mean to me in class the other day, so he’s probably a spy for voldemort” “yeah that seems legit. let’s set him on fire”
my other take-away from this rewatch is that hogwarts library apparently has a restricted section to ~Protect The Children~and it’s full of like, all the books that are too edgy or too crammed with Arcane Knowledge and you need a fucking permission slip to go in there? what the fuck. i tell you if i went to wizard school i would be in the restricted section every fucking night and if they punished me i simply would not care. expulsion for a good cause
while i’m at it: do we ever get any explanation for why the staircases move, or is it purely to create an atmosphere of irrational, random terror?
you know what, i’m on a roll now, and i’m going to address the elephant in the room: the entire plot of the first book was clearly a calculated ploy by dumbledore, designed to test harry’s suitability as future Saviour of the Wizarding World. like… we all know this, right? i’m not going out on a limb here, am i? let’s look at the facts.
step one: bring an artefact capable of bestowing immortality to school, fully aware that this artefact is being coveted by an evil wizard
step two: hire shady guy to work at school, who may or may not be concealing said evil wizard underneath his turban
step three: set up series of puzzles with a difficulty level appropriate to, say, three eleven-year-old students, and put the artefact right in the middle. sit back. twiddle thumbs. get out popcorn.
step four: when all’s said and done, destroy artefact as planned and use this sequence of events as an excuse to award many, many points to own house, thereby winning House Cup and pulling a “haha gotcha!” on all the other houses, which you don’t particularly care about
step five: profit
i’d also like to point out that quidditch is the most ridiculous game ever invented and makes absolutely no sense. harry potter: a fun series, and a great example of how not to do worldbuilding.
HOW COULD I FORGET TO MENTION the immortal moment of
quirrell: troll! troll in the dungeons!
dumbledore: this is a very serious matter. all students must return to their dormitories at once
slytherins: but professor…. our dormitories are in the dungeons
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
