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thegoodmorningman · 4 hours
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"Okay, this is basically my dream job! How's the healthcare?" "Depends on how much of a capitalist hellscape your home country is."
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leomatsuda · 3 months
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lichtberg · 1 month
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Copy Room, 2024
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mono-recom · 3 months
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My Pure Love
Artist: Kikuri Tags: Office Workers, Yandere Category: Manga, Doujinshi Warnings⚠️: Dub-con
Summary: Tsukasa Fuyuki, a junior colleague who is well-liked by everyone at work and good-looking. The protagonist, Akane, has trouble dealing with Tsukasa, who is the complete opposite of herself. One day, while they were actively avoiding getting involved with one another, their boss suddenly orders them to go on a business trip together. Akane is bewildered, but Tsukasa says "I want to be friends with you" in a friendly manner, and closes the distance between them. Akane grows distrustful of the situation, but… The day of the business trip. Akane becomes drunk due to her unfamiliarity with wining and dining in business relations environment, and Tsukasa ends up taking her back to the hotel. Tsukasa gently comforts Akane, who laments about having caused him trouble. Akane's nervousness eases due to Tsukasa's kind attitude, and she begins to feel that perhaps he's not such a scary person after all… Then suddenly, he pushes her down on the bed and…
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fayegonnaslay · 2 months
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Jane Fonda on National Secretaries Day, 1980.
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daisiescomelate · 9 days
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Prompt: Reader starts working at a new company and Nanami is in charge of training you, the thing is that you can't do a single thing right and the poor's man blood pressure is starting to spike.
Content: Nanami/Reader, office workers, drabble.
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You graduated with a degree you never got to use. So many years of work, so much money. You felt like your soul was ripped away from your body when eventually you got no choice but to start to apply to random companies for a job because it was something that couldn't be delayed anymore. So after months of being ghosted and failing interviews, even having no clue what was going to be of the rest of your life, you cried tears of joy when you received a welcoming email telling you you passed, because finally you felt like you had accomplished a little thing after so long. Problem was, you had no clue what your job was actually about.
You were completely lost from day one, from catching the wrong bus, to walking past the right street. It took you a while to get to the office building. You were fairly late. It was embarrassing, actually.
After messing up before your day began, and a welcoming talk from your supervisor, she introduced you to the employee that would be in charge of your training.
"Nanami Kento." He greeted you shortly while extending his hand to you when you were alone.
From the very beginning everything was a struggle for you. You messed up people's coffees, often got lost in the chain of emails that others endlessly sent around to let everyone know that plans had changed, had no clue how to use the printing machine, got the paperwork mixed up at least twice a day.
It didn't help that no one allowed you to finish a task before throwing something else at you, or that one of your bosses often interrupted you to ask you to do some meaningless thing for them, or that the managers contradicted each other on a daily basis and you had no idea what direction to follow when they did that –asking only made it more confusing and started fights.
But no matter how much stress this was, it was not an option for you to quit. This was your first serious job, your first this-pays-my-rent job, this-is-about-my-insurance job. Also, you were the stubborn type. You wanted to overcome this, become good at this, make progress. You didn't want to fail on something else so soon.
Nanami-san was many ranks above you, and had been assigned to you probably because he had been working there for long enough to know how to explain things to someone, but not enough to be able to refuse to do something he didn't want to do. Long story short, you could tell he was simply caught into this.
Still, he was always polite and despite the few times your lack of capabilities got the worst of him, he never raised his voice at you. He frowned and pinched the brick of his nose, but after a deep breath he always helped you through it.
He was patient.
He was kind.
He also had a strong sense of rightness. You heard him stand up in your defense against seniors more than once while walking around the halls, scolding people for asking you to make them coffee when that was not part of your job, or assign tasks to you that weren't supposed to be your responsibility. You two didn't even know each other that well back then.
On the days you felt dispirited and wronged by people in the office, it was nice to know of someone that cared to have your back.
It often made you feel bad, to be someone that needed so much patience; but at the same time seeing how much this man that was very much a stranger to you did to help you out, it filled your heart with desire to improve, and maybe someday be his equal at work, be useful to him too.
Nanami-san wasn't a happy worker. He never did more than he was asked to do, and he didn't care to be overly nice to anyone at the office. He had no friends among his colleagues and he often gave the impression he would rather eat alone every day than sit down at lunch with all those people.
After a few weeks at the company, you were confident to say that there was no one he seemed to particularly like in there. Still, he remained polite unless someone tried to step on someone else's boundaries –that was when he striked as if by instinct to the managers or the boss– despite him repeatedly stating he didn’t like to meddle in other people’s business because it was a bother.
Because you remained kind of a mess, and because everyone else at the office had grown tired of you, he became the person responsible for all your actions at some point. And even then, he never rejected you. He was being more vocal about you having to get your act together, but that was fair criticism since you two often got punished together. It was unfair for the boss to do that, but you couldn't deny there was a selfish part of you that partly enjoyed that meant you got to spend more time together.
You pissed off a client –to be fair, they were being very rude to you.
You ruined a very hard to obtain contract by dropping a soda all over it.
You accidentally exposed your boss for having an affair during a meeting where his wife was present.
You were too loud about a thing you discovered about the company management that everyone actually already knew, they were just playing dumb to not lose their job.
You broke a computer. That was fun, almost got you fired.
After hours (that he complained about no end), skipping lunch breaks together and doing paperwork together to fix your misses. Within all that extra time just the two of you, you got to know him better. He was easily annoyed by everything, and he got angry at something or someone every day, but he had a good grasp of his emotions and sometimes allowed you to make fun of him for being so serious.
With time, three to four months after you began working there, you started talking more. He even accepted to go out for a drink with you a few times in compensation for whatever you did. You had the feeling you helped him release some of the tension off his shoulders when you were together. And it wasn't much longer until you got verbal confirmation for it.
"I don't mind spending time with you."
It was so little, but so much coming from the orc this man could be. He was very grumpy and constantly putting on a no-feeling façade, but there was now a small fissure for you to look through.
A drink became dinner, and dinner became nights going to the cinema. Cooking was his main hobby, so he invited you home every other Friday. You were embarrassed the first time you asked him to go to the park on Sunday but you blushed ten times more when he said yes in his text.
His expression softened, he stared at you more often, he became more hit up when someone said something about you at work, and he started to walk you home some nights if you came out late.
One of those nights you offered him to come in. And the morning after that, you guessed the twist of fate that had brought you to that place so many months ago wasn't that bad either.
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retropopcult · 2 years
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"Buhl Stamping Co., manufacturer of milk cans and tubular lanterns, view from inside business office.”  Photographed 1911 in Detroit, Michigan.
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blueside-blue · 1 year
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𖧧 no 16; alone by rhys lewis
⊹ ship; 2min
⊹ for; aimee, spotify wrapped challenge 2022
⊹ tags; hurt/comfort, angst with hopeful ending, drinking, running away, mild swearing, colleagues!2min, office workers, ocean, regrets, kissing, signs of burnout
⊹ wc; 1.2k
⊹ lyrics;
Are you scared you started living too late? That you should've been making better mistakes? Are you scared you started living too late? 'Cause some days I wake up full of all this fear Wishing that I was anywhere but here I'm craving for the freezing cold of an ocean To be somewhere lost in a moment Out there on my own
“Yah! Manager Kim!” Minho drawls, pointing his empty shot glass towards the other. His colleague, Kim Seungmin immediately scrambles to grab the next open bottle of soju to refill Minho’s glass. But the moment Kim Seungmin starts to dip the bottle, Minho yanks away his glass.
“Team Leader-nim!” Kim Seungmin whines in protest, his pronunciation mushy.
Minho only continues to watch as the other almost crashes onto the table, startled by Minho’s rash movement, almost spilling the remains in the bottle while trying to steady himself. Kim Seungmin must have had his fair share of drinks tonight, it seems.
“Say,” Minho prompts. “Aren’t you tired?” He peers into the depth of his glass, twirling around the residue of the last shot he took, mindlessly.
“Of drinkin’? Not yet.” Kim Seungmin looks around for a bit, gaze flitting along the empty seats around them with most of their department already gone. “Is not time to go home yet,” he concludes. “Sunbae, let’s drink some more,” he raises the bottle back up in a new attempt to pour Minho another drink. “Until our worries wash away!”
“NO!” Minho puts a protective hand over his glass, shielding it.
“Why?” Kim Seungmin whines again with his cheeks red. Minho can’t tell if it’s due to anger or the alcohol.
“Aren’t you tired?” Minho repeats the same vague question from earlier. Because he is, so freaking tired of this.
“Of what?”
“Of this all,” Minho gestures around them. “This pointless job. This suffocating city. Reliving the same boring seven days every week. Pretending to be fine when you’re not. Settling for less than happiness.”
Manager Kim sets down the bottle.
“Because I am,” Minho says as he snatches the soju away in front of his colleague immediately.
He fills his glass hastily, to the brim, with a lot of spillage over the edges. He is bursting at his seams too. He knocks back the shot without hesitation, the alcohol at the back of his throat overshadowing the sting in his eyes.
“So fucking tired,” He hisses after, gulping down — the soju tastes especially bitter today.
“Then,” Kim Seungmin says after a long moment of silence as he meets Minho’s eye.
The fluorescent lights of this shabby barbecue place reflect in Kim Seungmin’s eyes. There is a dangerous glint twinkling in them. It’s unlike anything Minho has ever seen in his colleague, always ever so stoic, polite, and composed. It feels like a challenge, something in it makes Minho’s gut tingle in a way that it hasn’t in quite some time — was it anticipation? Excitement?
“What if we run away?”
Minho holds onto Seungmin’s hand tightly as he gets dragged towards the waves. The ocean breeze is strong, rustling their hair, leaving a sting in their eyes and on their cheeks, but Minho finds he doesn’t mind the sensation. He welcomes it in fact.
When Seungmin lets go of Minho’s hand to kick off his shoes and rip off his socks, Minho follows suit. He can barely keep up with the speed at which Seungmin rushes into the water. The only thing that overtones the adrenaline rushing through Minho’s ears is Seungmin’s laughter ringing in the air as he keeps splashing around himself, not minding getting them both wet from head to toe in the process.
The water is far from warm and Minho can feel his blood run cold. First in his toes, then his feet, up to his calves, and the wet spots in his clothes that cling to his remaining skin. But Minho doesn’t stop Seungmin, instead, he joins in. It’s childish, how they go at each other like little kids, but there is something cathartic about it — letting go.
After they have exhausted themselves, they crash into the sand, hands tightly clasped together. The sun is beginning to rise on the horizon, colouring the sky in various shades of blue, orange, and pink. The abundance of color tints Seungmin in a magical glow — skin radiant and brimming with life.
Seungmin turns to him then and there is something oddly enchanting about the look in his eyes. Seungmin had never been like that to Minho — attractive. He only ever had been Manager Kim, blending in with the masses, but now being right before him Minho becomes a moth drawn to a flame. And before he knows it, he can feel Seungmin’s burning hot lips against his own.
At first, it’s only a tentative brush, a ghost of a touch. But the contact is enough to set Minho’s whole being aflame. It ignites something deep in him, a feeling that he thought had long been lost and buried with all the other parts of himself that had run right through his fingers, slipping away.
The more Minho clings, grabs, tugs, gives, and takes the more solid the feeling becomes. The strumming of his heart doesn’t feel as suffocating anymore and the air getting sucked out of his lungs, the burn and ache that comes with it, he welcomes the sensation. When they part, work clothes not only wet but now also disheveled, despite being short of breath, Minho feels like he can finally breathe again.
As they face the ocean to watch the sun rise higher and higher Minho takes a moment to think to himself and comes to the conclusion he doesn’t care what will become of them once they sober up and return back to reality. For now, he chooses to live in the moment. This moment with Seungmin next to him. Not the Seungmin that walks into the office with tired eyes and types away on his computer with a blank expression day in and day out. No. But A Seungmin much more reminiscent of the Seungmin that had walked into his job interview with bright eyes and weightless smile all those years ago.
Back then Minho had thought he would be able to preserve it — Seungmin’s radiance, the spark in him, the optimism. But how could he possibly, when he hadn’t even been able to stop his own smile from fading in the mirror?
Ultimately, Minho hadn’t been able to stop Seungmin from walking down the same path as his own. But maybe now, they could travel this road together feeling a little less alone.
Minho peels himself off the ground and faces Seungmin, who is still sitting in the sand, once he’s up and standing. There is a feeling swelling in his chest, something that feels awfully close like hope.
“Time to go, Seungmin-ah,” Minho says wistfully, reaching out his hand for Seungmin to take with a pounding heart.
A moment passes between them with Seungmin staring into wide of the endless ocean. There is nothing here besides the washing of waves and brushing of the breeze. It’s as if time has frozen and Seungmin with it. He isn’t giving any signs that he considers moving soon and it makes Minho ponder for a moment if Seungmin is ready to take it — a leap of faith. But then his head turns, a gentle smile spreading on Seungmin’s face and then — he takes it, Minho’s hand.
And Minho decides then and there that he won’t let go as long as Seungmin lets him hold it.
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ezralva · 2 years
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Glasses couple!!
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boltnutrition · 1 year
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STRETCHING EXERCISES FOR OFFICE WORKERS: A SIMPLE GUIDE TO RELIEVING MUSCLE ACHE
If you are an office worker, you are probably familiar with the aches and pains that can come from sitting at a desk all day. You may also be aware of the risk of developing poor posture and muscle imbalances from sitting in the same position for long periods of time. Luckily, there are some simple stretching exercises that you can do in the office to help relieve these problems. 
By the end of this article, you will have a better understanding of the risks of being an office worker and how stretching can help relieve some of the problems associated with this. 
 1. The risks of being an office worker:
Office workers are particularly susceptible to developing poor posture and muscle imbalances as a result of sitting in the same position for long periods of time. This can cause aches and pains in the neck, shoulders, wrists, and back, as well as leading to the development of more serious conditions such as carpal tunnel syndrome.
 As the spine compensates for the lack of movement, it can lead to the formation of abnormal curves in the spine, which can cause strain on the surrounding muscles, ligaments, and tendons.
In addition to physical discomfort, office workers are also at risk of developing psychological issues such as stress, anxiety, and depression. Sitting for too long can lead to sedentary behavior, resulting in a lack of motivation and energy.
As these issues can often be linked to physical issues, it is important to tackle them head-on by taking proactive steps to prevent them from worsening.
2. The benefits of stretching exercises for office workers:
Stretching exercises can be a simple and effective way to maintain a healthy body and mind when working in an office environment. In particular, stretching exercises that target the neck, shoulders, wrists, and back can help to reduce the tension in these areas and improve posture. In addition, regular stretching can also help to reduce muscle imbalances by increasing flexibility and range of motion.
In terms of psychological benefits, stretching can help to improve focus and concentration, while also boosting energy levels. Regular stretching can also help to reduce stress, anxiety, and depression, leading to an overall improvement in mood.
Finally, stretching can also help to combat the negative effects of sedentary behavior by encouraging movement and circulation.
3. How to get started with a stretching routine:
If you are new to stretching, the first step is to find a comfortable place to do the exercises. It is best to perform the stretches when you are in a seated position, but you can also do them standing or lying down if needed.
When selecting a spot in your office, make sure it is free from distractions and clutter. Once you have chosen your spot, it is important to set aside some time in your day to dedicate to stretching.
To get the best results, it is recommended to do the exercises 5-10 minutes before you start work and again 5-10 minutes before you finish work. This will ensure that your body and mind are prepared for an efficient day of work.
4. How to make sure you are doing the exercises correctly:
Although stretching exercises are generally safe when performed correctly, improper technique can lead to further pain and injury. This is why it is important to familiarize yourself with proper stretching form.
Start by learning basic exercises such as neck and shoulder rolls and trunk twists, then gradually add more advanced stretches as you become more familiar with them.
When performing each exercise, make sure you move slowly and breathe deeply. Be mindful of any sensations that arise in your body, such as tightness or discomfort. If you experience any sharp pains, stop the exercise immediately and adjust your position.
Finally, make sure you hold each stretch for at least 30 seconds to get the full benefit.
5. What to do if you experience pain when stretching:
If you experience any sharp or sudden pains when performing a stretching exercise, it is important to stop the exercise immediately. In some cases, the pain may be caused by tightness in the area being stretched, and can be relieved with a more gentle stretch.
If the pain persists, it may be a sign of a more serious injury and you should consult a doctor as soon as possible. It is also important to be mindful of any chronic pain that you may have.
If you experience chronic pain in any particular area, it is best to avoid stretching in that area until you have consulted a doctor to ensure that it is safe to do so. This will aid in lowering the possibility of further harm.
6. When to see a doctor about your symptoms:
If you experience any sharp, sudden, or chronic pain when stretching, it is important to see a doctor as soon as possible. They will be able to assess your condition and suggest an appropriate course of treatment.
It is also a good idea to consult a doctor before starting any stretching routine, as they can offer advice on exercises that are right for you.
Conclusion:
Stretching exercises can be a great way to reduce the pain and discomfort associated with being an office worker. They can help to improve posture, reduce muscle imbalances, and boost energy levels.
Stretching can also have psychological benefits such as reducing stress, anxiety, and depression. When getting started with stretching, it is important to familiarize yourself with proper technique and to be aware of any pain or discomfort that you may experience.
If you experience any sharp pains or chronic discomfort, make sure to consult a doctor as soon as possible. With regular stretching, you can enjoy the benefits of improved physical and mental health.
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Someone needs to stop me from writing vampires, but that someone is CLEARLY not me.
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