Things that "should" offend you but don't really.

On the other hand, I don’t mind second hand, thrift store, or re gifted gifts. For years my favourite jacket was a plum velvet “shirt” my friend saw in a thrift store, bought because she thought it was a dress, then gifted to me for a birthday when it was clear it wouldn’t work for her purposes.

But in a packed club you’re already all in everyone else’s personal business, intentionally or not. Obviously they still shouldn’t do it intentionally and they’re probably assholes, but I just don’t care.

This is so true. I hope I don’t get lambasted here—I know I was politically incorrect, but adrenaline causes strange things…

One time the slightly older,much bigger kid next door came over and told me my younger son was about to get beat up as soon as he got off the school bus. (He told me who.) We were jogging toward to the stop and could see the bus. I was yelling “Hey! You Chinese kid! Don’t beat up my son!”

Hiccup step. “I mean, Oriental!”

Flashing lights because I wasn’t used to running like that, but I still had my wits about me. “I mean, Asian!”

We got there in time to stop the brawl which petered out and never threatened again. But what was really funny was that, along the way, the larger kid kept saying “He’ll be okay, right? Because he’s ___ years old.”
Although my son grew to be six feet tall, at the time he hadn’t got his growth spurt yet and was small for his age. Plus, he wasn’t that old.

I kept telling the kid “He’s ___!” (Can’t remember the exact age.) And the kid kept arguing with me.

“No he’s not! He’s ___!”

I kept correcting him. Finally I wheezed “I should know—I’m his mother!”

The kid looked at me like he’d never seen me before. I don’t know what his concept of “mom” was, but I must have not been it. (I was really small back then; still short.) Anyway, it all worked out and I hoped none of the neighbors had heard me.

I honestly can’t think of anything that offends me.

I was the same way - eh, cop a feel, whatever rows your boat - but now that I’m married I make it clear that it’s not cool. I think it would be disrespectful towards my husband (whether he’s there or not) if I allowed it to happen without consequence.

A few of the Wiccans I’ve known actually collect witches dolls, statues, comics etc.

Back To The OP

Mort Goldman on Family Guy. I always get the feeling I should be offended by stuff like

‘Hey, Mort, where’d you learn how to commit insurance fraud?’

‘It’s right here in the Torah- next to how to write whiny letters to companies to get free products!’

But I just think it’s funny.

People insulting my mother. I know they’ve never even met the lady, and they’re just trying to get under my skin, but it just never sticks.

People giving me the finger. Some people want to start a war if they’re flipped off… At MOST I just wonder “what the hell is that guy’s problem” and go about my business.

Any type of name calling directed at me, I pretty much shrug off and offer a witty retort.

My ultra-conservative friend calling me a “socialist”

I know “socialist” is an epithet among the far-right in US politics. And when he uses it, he means it as a brutal insult (see: “red” in the 50s-60s) But when he calls me this, intending to insult and enrage me, I just kinda shrug. I’m not a proper socialist, but I don’t find the ideas of it or the countries that actually are offensive. When he does this, I just laugh and troll him on conservatives waging the “War on women.”

I like his nose. In fact, I think it’s his best feature.

Seems to me that “bitch” is semantically drifting to gender-neutrality, anyway.