This piece carries a content warning for sexual harassment.
I have a box at home that is filled with trash. It’s not trash to me—every scrap of paper, old VHS tape, every coin and badge and ribbon in that box is a memory trigger. I run the ribbon through my fingers and remember the Queen’s Silver Jubilee, when a friend plaited red, white, and blue into my hair. The coin, I found on the field at the neighboring boys’ school, the first time I was actually allowed to go there. The VHS tapes I accidentally stole from the BBC, and I feel terrible about it. Mostly terrible, anyway. Also kinda cool.
This is a companion discussion topic for the original entry at https://waypoint.vice.com/en_us/article/wjg9k9/sexism-in-tech-game-8-vignettes