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bobacupcake · 1 year
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
m;y wife doesnt drink soda
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alexcharmsyou · 4 months
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Daily Drabble //nov-15//
An Average Night at the Afton's
Rating: T Word Count: 696
“I’ll be back before 11, uh, order pizza or something.”
William sighed, picked up his bags, and left. Not minding the impact of the door slamming behind him.
Michael hadn’t really heard him, nothing he hasn’t adjusted to by now- order pizza, back before 11 (sometimes), and a douche of a door slam. His father was rarely ever home and admittedly for the better, gave Mike time to cool off and let his defensive mask down.
“Shit.” Mike mumbled under his breath, firmly placed his hands on the table and let his head hang.
“Mikey?”
He quickly turned to see Elizabeth standing in the hallway. Her Eyes told Michael everything. She was worried.
“Oh, Lizzy. Hey, are you doing okay?”
He felt so guilty for letting her see him this way. He wanted her to just have a happy childhood, not be broken down in her own home, like he was. Lizzy hesitated.
“I took a nap. Evan’s still sleeping. Did Daddy leave? He said he would say bye first.” The words were so soft, eyes locked to the floor.
Mike couldn’t get the words out. He walked over to Liz, kneeling down to give her a big hug before gently wiping the tears from her cheeks.
I'm sorry was all his brain repeated but he just looked into her eyes, heartbroken eyes.
Asshole. Forget your children again?
“Mikey, w-why doesn’t Daddy love us?
There was so many things Michael wanted to say but this was not the right time. Right now he just needed to comfort his sister as best he could until they could both just forget about everything. At least that’s what he wanted to do. Mike liked to think they could do just fine without William.
Mike took a deep breath and pulled his finger away from Lizzy’s delicate damp cheek. He walked over where the housephone was, grabbing the couple dollars left on the table as he went.
“Hey, yes it’s Mike again, same as usual.” He made eye contact with Liz. “Oh actually if you could add some of those cinnamon bites that’d be dope. Okay, thanks man. Later.” He smirked as Lizzy’s eyes lit up in what made her look like a glowing star.
She laughed and ran into Michaels arms. He shared a chuckle with her lifting her above the ground and spinning around the kitchen floor.
“I have to go tell Evan!” She squealed and ran off to Evan’s bedroom.
Michael smiled as she left. This was exactly what he hoped, the house would have a good night. Mike waited till she was out of sight to slide into his room and empty his very miniscule savings jar. William only ever left just enough for them to get one pan, the treat would cost Mike about half his coins.
Eventually, his dad would have to start paying him for his work at the Diner, and that age was coming soon. Until then it didn’t really matter, he just used the money he did manage to collect to buy new records and boards anyway.
On the thought of records, Mike decided to play his freshly bought Led Zep record. William hated when he played it, too bad he wasn’t ever around to hear it.
The hammer of the gods
Will drive our ships to new lands
Mike plopped on the bed and chewed on a lolipop, bopping his head to the beat. Zoning out to a daydream.
His door slowly swung open to show Evan and Elizabeth’s excited faces.
“Pizzaman’s here! Pizzaman’s here!” Lizzy squealed.
Yawning, Michael covertly slid the coins in his shorts pocket and hopped out off the bed and into the hallway.
“Guys’ excited?” Mike asked his siblings, affectionately.
“YEAHH” Lizzy bounced down the hall and down the staircase.
Mike glanced over at Evan while he slid his jacket over. He looked tired, clutching his Fredbear plush closely.
Michael nudged him gently, “Hey, how about we watch that new Star Wars film? Or Jaws, but i dunno if you and Liz could handle it.”
Evan smirked, “I like Starwars.”
“Alrighty that settles it. you, me, and Char will go see it next showtime."
"Promise?"
"Promise."
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apomaro-mellow · 2 months
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alright, i'm going to go ahead and made a rant post about this car situation just so i can get it out and put it to bed. I don't mind if yall wanna comment or whatever but after this I'm just done.
So we need to go back almost a year. My car at the time seemed to be on its last legs. There was a repair it needed that was going to cost like $1200 and I had already paid close to that amount just a few months prior for another repair. I didn't want to pay that again but was willing to save up until it was suggested that I start looking for another car.
I will give my dad props for this one and only thing. He held my hand during this process bc it was my first time. Every other car I had, had been gifted by my grandparents. This was my first time shopping for one. Now it gets interesting bc instead of just getting rid of my old car, my grandparents were going to foot the $1200 bill anyway so that my brother could get it.
I felt iffy about that situation but figured it was for the best since I'd be getting a vehicle with no problems. The problem came about when he decided to drive it around and rack up tickets while MY name was still on the title (this cause my insurance premium to shoot thru the roof but thankfully i got it fixed). I literally had to escort my brother to the DMV to sort out all the paperwork and even THEN he took forever to actually change the plates so I was STILL getting tickets on my record and I had to be the one to go and take what were still my license plates off the car.
This could have potentially been an asshole move, bc I had no idea where his new plates were, but that's not my responsibility. Lucky for him, the new plates were where? In the car, bc he never did anything with them after our DMV appointment. This all occurred in summer/fall 2023.
Then in December, he starts having problems with that car. It even stops on him a couple of times. There is talks of him getting another one. Just like me, all of his (many) previous cars were gifts from our grandparents. I should have probably said earlier but these are all USED cars. We're not getting brand new ones, but still, good condition that we've never had to pay a cent for.
It's also worth mentioning that in the like....six months my brother has had my old car he got hundreds of dollars worth of tickets. Not a single one he paid on his own. Either I took care of it bc they were in my name and he's literally gone to court for not paying, or my dad has paid. But I feel like I'm digressing.
About last week, he curses out my mom because she asks him to *checks notes* receive his infant child when his baby mama drops her off. Apparently that was disagreeable and he cursed her out on the phone, then later to her face when she got home. The part that stuck out in his rant to me was that no one in our family had ever done anything for him. I think just from what I've stated above, it's pretty obvious to see that's false.
So whyyyyyyy
Why why why
After that breakdown, my dad and grandparents thought "Let's just give him another car"?
It is exhausting to see the same thing happen again and again. But this time kind of burned me bad because he got the exact same car that I have. The one I had to shop for. The one I had to visit sellers for. The one I am currently on the hook for a $10,000 loan with like 15% interest. My mother told me this was the case but I didn't actually see the car until this morning.
Here's where I give my dad the benefit of the doubt a single time: It's a common car, dealers have a ton of them, it's probably still an attractive price range. And that's the end of it.
But what I see, is that I can do everything I was told to do: do well in school, get a degree, get a job, start building my career. And it gets me virtually the same as if I did none of those things and on top of it disrespected my parents to their faces.
Like really, why am I working so hard? If doing what I do gets me the same as a foul mouthed, lazy ass, ungrateful son who's shackin up with the most frustrating baby mama in the world then what the hell is this all for anyway?
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rollymolly · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
anon i love you you can clean my rims anytime 😳
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lifeform286 · 22 days
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Oc's Likes and Dislikes
1.What is/are their favorite hobbies/pastimes?
Wesley enjoys reading, watching tv and walking a lot. At times he will make small crafts like folding dollars into shirts and making scarfs. Just anything to keep his hand busy.
2. What is their most prized possession?
That would be the necklace Dabi gave him and his gun.
3. What is their favorite color?
Dark teal and purple
4. What is their favorite food?
Grits and Raman.
5. What is their favorite movie?
Wesley doesn't have a fav movie. He just enjoys watching them. He doesn't really care what it is, because most movies are just funny because they are written badly.
6. What is their favorite TV show?
He enjoys almost all tv shows, for many different reasons. So, he doesn't really have a fav tv show. Just as long as it is something to watch, and it doesn't bore him.
7. What, if anything, do they like to read?
He enjoys reading romance, historical stories, and things about how the brain works.
9. What style of music do they like?
Wesley enjoys many types of music and doesn't have a fav. Mostly he goes off if it has nice words and if it has a person who sings well.
10. What is their idea of good entertainment?
Hmm, this is a difficult one. Mostly for him he would enjoy a book or any tv or movie that has a good story from start to finish. If it was like a date. He would enjoy just being with that person and getting to know every little detail about them. Even if he doesn't share anything about himself. (IDK if this is what the question is asking but here it is anyways.)
11. Do they smoke?
Oh yes, he does. Prob more then he should. But he is a very stressed little bean and it helps him calm down.
12. Do they drink?
He used to but stopped in his early 20s. He didn't like how it made him feel anymore.
13. Do they do drugs?
He has a hate towards drugs. Since he was forcefully drugged when he was younger and therefor doesn't do hard drugs and only smokes weed. He doesn't see weed as a drug but a medicine.
14. What is a typical Friday night for them?
He would most likely want to stay in his room all day. Just watching tv, reading or spending time with Dabi. That is unless he has a job then he would be doing that.
15. What would be the perfect gift for them?
He doesn't care what the gift is and just enjoys that someone thought of him. However, if he is given a gift that person better expect a gift back.
16. Do they enjoy rain or sun and why?
He enjoys the sun. He is a snake after all and will most like be sunbathing in the warm rays. Plus, rain just makes his bones hurt.
17. Do they enjoy the day or night and why?
Since being with the LOV and dating Dabi. Over time the night has become higher above the daytime for Wesley.
18. What makes them laugh?
He enjoys seeing people mess things up and getting mad over it. He also enjoys seeing people get hurt. He will also laugh at some very bad jokes and dark humor.
19. What shocks/offends them?
He isn't shocked. offended over much. The only thing that really gets anything out of him is if someone openly flirts with him or complements him on something he is working on. But I don't think getting flustered counts in this lol.
20. How do they deal with stress?
He will smoke, pace and over think everything. If this doesn't work, he will sleep it off.
21. Are they spontaneous, or do they enjoy making a plan?
Wesley is all about making plans. He has never been one to just up and do something. That is until Dabi and him started dating. Now, he is just forced to join in because he wants to be around Dabi.
22. Do they have any pet peeves?
Lordy this man has so many but here are his top three things. 1. shaking/taping of the feet and legs 2. the sound of people chewing 3. loud breathing
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interruptingkau · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
Are you the same person who's been sending me scripts.....why can't I find this anywhere Did you write this?
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mistress-light · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
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mommadandm · 2 years
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Asking for help for a homeless mother and her 9 year old daughter (also, f*ck immigration!!!!!!!!!)
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Pictured above is my 48 year old mother in law standing with my sister in law. I'm protecting their names and censoring any potential identifying features at this time due to the nature of the situation, plus, protecting kids identities.
My mother in law became a US citizen in January 2012. She immigrated the US from Venezuela in 1995 after she met her first husband, and had my husband and his siblings. She then divorced their father in 2011, and met her current husband. They got married in 2013 and welcomed a daughter that same year. In early 2014, they started applying for him to be in the US legally (started in early 2014, had to hire legal representation in 2017 and have been working with them since).
On May 27, 2022, my mother in law traveled to Mexico along with her husband and daughter. They went as the next step to establishing legal residency for her husband. He received a pardon in 2016 (why they hired a lawyer) and have been cooperating with immigration since. Their next step was to travel to Mexico to interview with the embassy, and then re-enter the US legally. After a 45 minute meeting, his visa was refused, and he is now not allowed to return to the US until new paperwork is filed. We've been told this process could take 6 months, it could take years.
He was employed as a manual laborer on a farm. He worked in exchange for a weekly stipend, and a 3 bedroom house (rent/utility free) for the three of them. My mother and law and sister in law flew back to Maryland on June 13th, my husband and I picked them up, and they arrived back at their home. Once he informed his boss of what was happening, they were told that if he wasn't there to work, they would have 3 days from their flight back to Maryland to pack up their whole house and leave. From Tuesday through Thursday, they packed up the house, and started staying with a friend. Currently they have housing secured through Thursday, June 28th. After that, their only options are homeless shelters, since they have no other friends/family. My husband's siblings both live out of state (one in CA and one who doesn't really have much contact but lives in WV).
She has 4 job interviews this upcoming week. She has about $350 in cash, but we all know how far that will go when it comes to a) a 9 year old's appetite and b) $350 isn't SHIT these days. We are trying to fundraise enough to cover all move in costs (first months rent $950, security deposit $950, pet fee for a cat $200), plus basic furniture (a bed/mattress for them to share ~$150, kitchen items $50, the dollar tree is BOMB yall, personal hygiene items ~$50, and some additional grocery/gas money ~$300 and a little extra for any fees) for them so that they can avoid this while still working with immigration, lawyers, etc. so that he can return.
My sister in law is so resilient for a 9 year old, and we currently are doing our best to protect her from everything going on. My husband and I have volunteered to help with watching her as much as we can once she has a job, so we're not looking for assistance with any childcare costs, just getting them into an apartment about 15 minutes from us so that we can support them as much as possible.
We have contacts in to a few resources that advertise that they will help with move in fees, but we're unsure how long that will take. If you're in the DMV area and know of any resources/assistance, we'll gladly take it. If you have any questions, please reach out.
I know that it's so hard out here for everyone, everything has doubled in price it seems, and we're all struggling. My sister in law is the best kid I've met, and she deserves to have her family intact and a safe place to live. If you can reblog this, share the link, retweet the tweet that brought you here.. It may reach someone who is able to help get them stable. Thank you for reading this.
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theforesteyemuseum · 1 year
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack??" You say.
" Well no I can do all four but thats $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
" Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?"
" No it's 10pm and we're at a dollar general. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
you cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the door and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink isle and theyre out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not sprite zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slow to look at all the candy hanging in the isle. Maybe I should get some gummy sharks you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor and the cashier asks
"did you find everything okay".
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks."
You pay with your card but the machine isnt processing it.
"push the card In more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. Shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and it's dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 2 minute drive apart how is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. You get up, tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
I'm uhhhh... I'm not sure I can offer a trade for this? What just happened to me????
Points for somehow manifesting a reality in which I ever learned how to drive.
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shibearu · 1 year
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
3 rim jobs for $15 what a steal anon sign me up
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hifi-cat · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
This one is so surreal because it sounds like a pov from my wife going to get me sprite and powerade because my tummy always hurts
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
okay the morbius script was one thing
but I looked this up and I couldn't find anything. did you make this up yourself? why? what does it mean? is there a moral to this story? I don't even own a car.
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hotgirlmara · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
There's gotta be more normal ways to say u have a crush on me but i'm glad u chose this
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spookyscarysnails · 2 years
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
My allegiance is to Dollarama, but everything else in this story happened
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dominicrarnoblog · 1 year
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Never Be Told or Sold Anything Less Than Pure 24K Gold
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Mahdi Cocci, Actor, Series Regular Tyler Perry “Bruh” Mahdi Cocci wearing the Yincity Gold 24 Karat Gold Slashbox Chain Mahdi tells his story: Now I vividly remember the imagery of Deion Sanders, who created this character / alter ego primetime during college at Florida State. Prime had already signed a contract with the Yankees and had money, while the rest of his teammates were just broke college kids, and primetime represented power, money, and success with his swagger and clothes and Gold chains.
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Deion “PRIMETIME” Sanders In his beyond the glory documentary, a line he said always stuck with me when he said. “I had power amongst the team when teammates came to me with issues, problems, needed money, I kept $5,000 on me at all times, and I would break them off.” As a kid that didn’t come from money, and being broke in college, I thought that it was so cool later, as an aspiring actor trying to make ends meet, to get to a point where you’re no longer struggling and start making real money it feels good because you know the journey it took to get here. For many of you in sports entertainment or business, you can relate to the gratification of becoming a series regular etc.. signing your first pro contract or successful launch of your business. It’s normal for anyone, especially in sports and entertainment, when they start achieving success, to start buying some nice things, I know I did. I bet many of you have heard the story 24 Karat Gold is “too soft” for Jewelry I had heard that many times also until my best friend Liam told me, no, that’s not true, overseas in Asia,24 Karat Gold Jewelry is the standard, and I always kept that in mind. As my career progressed and I started making money, I went to see Liam and asked him to help me get a 24 Karat Gold Chain from Asia it just happened that he was considering the idea of starting a company that provided custom handmade 24K Gold Jewelry to the U.S market because it wasn’t available in the U.S. Retail Market. I didn’t know details about the U.S. Gold Jewelry industry except that it was impossible to find 24K Gold Jewelry at any mall, retail, or luxury jewelry store, but now I was getting an education on the subject, and although what I was being told made sense it was still somewhat shocking. I learned the markup on Gold Jewelry was 300%-400% over the price of gold! But Liam told me don’t take my word for it, and go see for myself, he told me to visit all the jewelers in Buckhead and find the style chain that I liked, and he would have it made in 24k Gold. He told me to ask the jewelers questions about the weight, how the jewelry is priced and why they don’t carry 24k Gold Jewelry. My afternoon visiting 10-15 jewelry stores confirmed everything Liam told me. They had every excuse for not giving the weight of Jewelry, including that information being “intellectual property” and no answers for how their jewelry was priced. Most gold jewelry was 10k -14k, and nothing was more than 18k. When I went back to talk to Liam, he explained that overseas in Asia, everyone knows that when you buy Gold Jewelry, it’s like buying actual gold. It's sold by weight, and you are charged a fee for design and labor to turn Pure Gold Bullion into 24k Gold Jewelry. You know exactly how to price the gold and what it’s worth, and it’s the exact opposite here in the U.S they won’t tell you the weight or how the Gold Jewelry is priced. They tell you 24k is too soft for Gold Jewelry and carry nothing above 18k. Besides the insane markup on alloyed gold, what makes it more comical is that in the U.S back 30 years ago, there weren’t many people wearing much gold like Deion, but nowadays, it’s become a very common, almost standard issue for athletes, entertainers those that are successful in making statements with expensive Gold Jewelry, so more people are getting ripped off and throwing money away and not even getting the best product. They are spending top dollar and getting ripped off by paying outrageous markups on alloyed gold chains that are 10k-14k-18k purity. They don’t get the chance to experience 24 Karat Gold Jewelry. The only people benefitting from this are corporations and jewelers. They tell people 24k Gold is too soft, but Billions of people in the Eastern part of the world own 24K Gold if you do some due diligence. Through our conversation, I started to see why it made sense that he wanted to start YINCITYGOLD, and I told him that if he were open to it, I would like to invest and become involved with the company. Liam told me to let’s see how I feel about the product first, and if I love it, then we will work something out, so I told Liam the style I had in mind, and he had it made for me. I’m wearing it right now. It’s handmade solid 24 Karat Gold Jewelry that tests pure to 99.9%. This is the highest purity and quality Gold Jewelry you will find, and the most amazing part is that I paid 40% design and labor markup for the best Gold Jewelry you can find, not 300%.
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Mahdi Cocci Wearing Yincity Gold 24K Open Link Gold CHAIN. As great as it looks and feels, if we circle back to Deion “Primetime” at FSU, what I realized appealed to me the most about having $5,000 at all times is the peace of mind that I have it, not that I spent it and this here is better than having $5000 because not only do I know exactly what my gold is worth right now if I were to go sell it, but know that in 5-10 years this chain is going to be worth much more than what I paid for it and that’s not possible when you buy the Gold Jewelry sold by jewelers in the U.S. In the entertainment and sports world, let's be real appearances and image matter. Your hard work finally pays off, and you are rewarded with a big contract, movie, or series. One of the first things many people in sports and entertainment do when they make it and get discretionary money is buy jewelry.
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Mahdi Cocci wearing Yincity Gold Pure 24k Gold Jewelry. Gold and Jewelry have symbolized success, wealth, and power in different cultures throughout human history, but what is happening in the U.S. is that you are just paying for an overpriced fashion statement that contains gold. That is just the absolute plain truth. The phrase worth your weight in gold is real, and if Liam didn’t put me on, I would have relied on what a jeweler told me and bought 10k, 14k, or 18k Gold Jewelry priced 300% or more over its gold value. That’s not how it should be. It’s why I am part of YINCITY GOLD and sharing this story with you today because it’s real. I have always enjoyed sharing something great with those that I know. GOLD JEWELRY IS MEANT TO BE AN INVESTMENT, RARE, SPECIAL, don’t let anyone tell you differently. For all of those succeeding in entertainment and business, don’t waste your hard earned money on diluted alloyed Gold Jewelry marked up 300% or more. VISIT YINCITYGOLD.COM and subscribe to get a copy of our U.S. Gold Jewelry Study. Use our Gold Jewelry Markup Calculator and calculate the Value of any Gold Jewelry to FIRST know the value of the Gold you are getting before you consider purchasing any Gold Jewelry. “Never Be Told Or Sold Anything Less Than Pure 24 Gold”
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Hi, I'm a guy standing by the doors of a convenient store that you frequent. It's 10pm and you're out because your wife needed Sprite and Gatorade because her tummy hurts and you'd do anything to make her life easier. Anyway I'm asking you something.
"Hey excuse me, can I ask you a question?"
You say no but I keep talking because I have a very obvious script in my head and you're messing it up so I ignore you.
" I'm not trying to bother you but I noticed your rims are dirty. I clean rims as a side hustle. It's 3 rims for $15."
" You only offer a three pack?" You say visibly confused.
" Well no I can do all four but that’s $20."
"That isn't a deal then if every rim was already $5 each, you know that right?"
"Uhh umm"
I'm stumbling. No one has ever talked to me this long.
"So do you want your rims cleaned?" I’m hopeful.
" No. it's 10pm and we're at a Dollar General. You don't have water or soap or anything."
"Uhhh ummm I can do it some other ti-"
You cut me off.
"And why don't you clean the entire car? Detail all the outside and maybe the inside? Wouldn't that be a better business model?"
" Uhhh well i-"
you cut me off again
"I have to go inside now."
You make a show of locking your car doors. You walk to the entrance and look back and I've disappeared.
You're at the drink aisle and they’re out of your wife's Gatorade that she likes. She's very picky and only likes the light blue one. They only have yellow one. You opt in for Powerade instead, she doesn't like the blue Powerade one so maybe the red one is the safest choice. She does like fruit juice so why wouldn't she like fruit punch flavor? Oh why didn't you have her write an entire essay on her opinions on sports drinks! You're kicking yourself but you grab the bottle and go to the fridges in the back to get a bottle of Sprite. They changed what the bottle looks like again. It looks like every other bottle. God damn these corporations making everything look palatable to everyone. The green bottle kicked ass. You grab the bottle and double check to make sure it's not Sprite Zero because all the bottles look the same and you've made that mistake before. Your wife pretended it was fine and took a baby sip of the soda in front of you to make you believe that it truly was okay then she put it to the side and never touched it again. You threw the full bottle away two days later when you cleaned the house.
Everything checked out so you head to the cash register, walking slowly to look at all the candy hanging in the aisle. “Maybe I should get some gummy sharks” you think but it's already 10pm and they close at 10:30pm. So it's best you just keep walking and not waste time. The lights flicker above you as you walk. You put your items on the conveyor belt and the cashier asks
"Did you find everything okay?"
What? How? It's the same man from outside but he's wearing different clothes and he's smiling so big it looks like it hurts.
"Um yeah I did thanks." You say as calmly as you can. 
You pay with your card but the machine isn't processing it.
"Push the card in more" he says.
"Okay yeah."
It works and the payment goes through. You walk fast to your car and get in and drive home. You’re shaken. You wish that your home was farther from that place than it was. You realize it's an easily walkable distance to your home. Something I could easily walk and find your car and its dirty rims. You almost run a red light.
You make it home and it feels nice outside. Feels nicer here than it did there? It's only a 3 minute drive apart. How is that possible? You walk inside and give your wife her drinks. It's clear you made the wrong decision by getting the Powerade. But she drinks the sprite. You take off your shoes and put on pajamas. You don't sleep that night. You think about me and my terrible business I'm running.
The next morning you go outside to clean your rims. They are indeed dirty and maybe I had a point when I said they needed to be cleaned. You make your pathetic little soap mixture and sit down to get to work. With soapy rag in hand, you see a little smiley face etched out of the dirt on your driver front rim. You spend too much time scrubbing away the dirt. After an hour, you get up tired and wet and think "maybe that was worth $20"
Why?
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