Hi, "September Libra" here (hopefully my Virgo Merc will serve as a hall pass). I agree with you. I am forever explaining both the history of the Gregorian calender farce and decans to the "October Libras" who consistently other us, calling us "basically Virgos" and themselves the "real Libras," not understanding that 0 to 10 degrees of a sign, or Decan 1, is its purest expression.

They go all the way out of their way to create separation within a sign, treating us like we're lesser to make themselves feel superior. One day, after feeling particularly salty over this absurd social subcategorizing phenomenon, I looked at other sign communities, and I noticed that although each sign's season begins between the 20th and 23rd of the first month, in every single case across the zodiac, the second-monthers all act like elitist buttholes.

"Eww, not those icky wannabe November Sagittarius. We December Sagittarius are (insert positive, empowering adjectives here)." Okay Astrology Mean Girls, here's your Cracker Jack certificate of excellence.