You’re in your office and two *people* walk in making out. You have no idea who they are but they’re both unhealthily skinny with multicolored hair. They push past the security desk, security does nothing, and find the nearest office- yours. Before you can respond they’ve pushed everything off of your desk and hopped ontop of it, bodies pushing against one another. You, confused, shout “WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!”

They stop moving. Their bodies stay still. They turn their heads towards you slowly and you see their eyes are rolled back up into their heads.

“REEEEEEEEEEEEE” they both screech in harmony. You are floored. You have no clue what’s going on. Your co-workers rush to your office door and, to your suprise, fill the room, point at you, and start booing. Your boss follows, seemingly calm. The room goes silent. She looks at you and says “I’m sorry but we don’t support hate in this company.” You’re flabbergasted. “But-” “You’ve made it apparent that you are a deep seeded racist, mysogonist, transphobe. These two were taking an integral part of Queer Preformatively and you just had to ruin it with your white nationalism. “But I’m Filapino” is all you can muster. She nods. “A token race. Don’t bother packing your stuff. I want you out of my sight now before we violently assult you for your verbal agression here today.”

The bodies on your desk begin to rub against one another and your co-workers begin booing at you once more. You grab your laptop and flee. When you are out of sight you can hear your co-workers switch from booing to cheering. “Yass queen slay!” and other such like things.

On your way out you pass security. Jeb over at the security desk just shakes his head. “All we wanted was to be seen as people.” You tilt your head, confused. He resumes “I used to be Jessice before I transitioned to a man. They supported me so I turned a blind eye to their bullshit until it was too late. Their nonsense had infected every University, HR department, and school by the time I realized it would not end with Trans Rights. I’m so sorry. I stopped telling people I was trans because they would treat me like a special, protected citizen. I just wanted to be seen as a person like you, comfortable in my own body and accepted for who I was. Please, this doesn’t represent us. It’s just a vocal minority that drowns us out. We didn’t want this world either. I hope you can understand”

You nod with understanding. “You’re a good man, Jeb. Have a great day” you say as you walk out the door, you sick racist, sexist, transphobe you.

[the article that inspired this shitpost](https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.dailydot.com/irl/public-sex-lgbtq/%3famp)