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foldingfittedsheets · 3 months
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I worked retail for a long time and people really do treat you like shit sometimes. But between selling sex toys, mattresses, and jewelry I can say definitively I got treated worst selling mattresses.
All three of my jobs were in sales but selling sex toys we were allowed to put people in their place, and in jewelry people didn’t want to misbehave in a fancy setting. But people at the mattress store had no problem yelling at me, hitting on me, or insulting me to my face.
For a while I was managing my own store for the company. I ran a small location and had struggling employees placed with me for rehabilitation. If their numbers improved they could go back to bigger stores. If not, they got fired.
So this meant I was the manager of problem employees. At one point both of my people had a foot out the door. The company was going downhill and changed computer systems and they were fed up. Consequently, they made a ton of mistakes, because they just didn’t care about the job or learning the new systems.
I strolled into work on what was essentially my Monday to a shit show. Deliveries scheduled without product, wrong things on orders, poor expectations of the process, you name it. I spent the entire morning getting yelled at for mistakes that weren’t mine.
The final straw came when a man called furious that his moms bed for her nursing home had a delivery window he couldn’t accommodate. This wasn’t a huge disaster since we still had time to deliver it before she moved. I ran him through the options and he just kept screaming at me. Not for a solution but because I was there and he was frustrated.
My heart filled with malice and a cold fury. A calculating part of my brain had a realization in that moment that I could stay a punching bag or I could strike back.
I quavered my voice delicately, taking in a shaky, warbling breath like I was trying not to cry. “Sir,” I quivered through fake tears, “I don’t know what you want from me! I told you what I can do, I didn’t make this mistake I’m just trying to fix it!” My voice broke pitifully on the last syllables, sounding in all ways like a sweet innocent person being yelled at who’s just trying her best, really!
It was like I’d doused him with cold water. My emotional act was the realization that he was screaming at someone who was just doing their damn job, and he was being an asshole. He hastily made an excuse and hung up.
I had a third employee covering with me from another store that day who heard everything. When I hung up, I looked over to see them watching me with an awed expression. “Did… did you just pretend to cry?”
“I absolutely fucking did,” I said with feeling, “and I’d do it a thousand more times. If that’s what it takes for someone to realize they’re behaving like a fucking prick, they deserve it.” The employee looked at me like I was their hero.
The man called back, apologizing profusely, having magically arranged his schedule to accommodate delivery. He came in later that week with an apology Starbucks gift card. I was gracious in my acceptance.
I pulled it a few more times before leaving the company. I felt no shame in the ruse. If someone behaves so poorly that it’s plausible their behavior would drive someone to tears they deserve to feel absolutely wretched about it.
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gandalf-the-fool · 5 months
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alphacrone · 2 months
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other social media is overwhelming these days just a constant barrage of words and videos i didn’t ask to see. when i log into tumblr dot net i know exactly what sort of tomfoolery i’m going to get and in chronological order to boot
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puppetmaster13u · 5 months
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Prompt 107
“Hey uh pal, what you got there…?”
Grundy hummed a rumble, blinking slowly as he turned slightly towards his… what were they… Not an enemy, not a threat… they were… friend! Yes, they were the friend that didn’t mind that whenever he came back he came back different. 
He uncurled his arms slightly, proudly showing his friend what he’d found splashing in the water growling angrily. His friend blinked, mouth opening and closing for a few moments as he waited patiently, careful not to drop the squirming duo. 
“Babies,” he proudly declared as they let out squeaky roars. 
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pherredraws · 6 months
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captain and the girlssss
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chaoticcomposition · 1 year
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little sketch of kima in my style, specifically the shot where she's making heart eyes at allura
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sapphosclown · 11 months
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Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies, 1x10
Nancy Nakagawa, woman of action
bonus, all of us:
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cupcakeshakesnake · 2 days
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🐍🐍🐍
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radiomomo · 1 year
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Lady/Dante
I like it 👍
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zootopiathingz · 6 months
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The writers had Luigi hide in the dumpster during the attack in Brooklyn cuz they knew it would be too cruel to have him watch his brother get the shit beaten out of him
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danieldrivesfast · 26 days
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I'm sincerely worried for the future considering how media literacy and the concept of source verification is absolutely dead with a loud percentage of Gen Z/Gen Alpha kids. There's also absolutely zero critical thinking or willingness to understand the context of anything, which is doubly worrying. I hope it's just a vocal minority and not a trend across most.
It's unserious when it's about racecar things, but unfortunately I keep seeing it with serious topics, so when I come across it more and more with the unserious stuff I use to escape the serious topics... it stops feeling unserious and becomes really concerning. Super duper not fun, too.
A bit of today's nonsense? Once again preferring to listen to a "source" with zero credibility over literally everyone who is an authority and has a say in everything. Not only that, but to believe the "source" over the well-understood fact that the team's sponsors came on because of who was in the car more than to sponsor the team itself. Etc, etc, etc. Of course I'm talking about girlypops who get their giggles clinging to any "proof" that DR is getting fired.
The absolute unwillingness to see through their biases to at least form sensible or factual backups for their hate of things (not just DR) is embarrassing, frankly. There are so many uneducated fans who use wrong/not credible/misconstrued information to prop up their "arguments," and even when it's an argument I or someone agrees with, they cling to being wrong and attack the people who showed them facts instead of stepping back and reevaluating. They openly refuse to understand how things work, they'd rather spew hate at others (like Alex Albon, for example) than take a breather, learn, and be upset but still remain decent people. They claim to have the highest morals and use that to eviscerate people, but in the same week will unflinchingly prop up someone who is less than a degree separated from a literal fascist because he's a cutie pie.
A few months ago I saw someone say that Gen Z/Gen Alpha are just young Boomers with how they approach media literacy, critical thinking, confirmation bias, and their own hypocrisy and the way they have no regard for the cruelty they show others. I thought it was a horrible thing to say - until I started to realize they might be right. Existing in fandom space has rapidly been supporting that theory.
I'm going to Austin this year. Friendship bracelets are already being made. I can't wait to meet so many people and trade and share stories and experience an incredible sporting event with thousands of fans and a blossoming young, not-cishet-male demographic. And sometimes I think about the fact I'll likely be trading bracelets with people who've wished drivers dead/injured, spread horrible lies about them or their loved ones, actively contributed to ripping down drivers' mental health, and countless other awful things and think it's perfectly okay because it in no way affected them personally.
Anyway.
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rejamart · 3 months
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the essence of your chivalry, isn't it, is to devote yourself to the service of what you cannot have.
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unlit version. i have a commission to do tomorrow that has a lot of fancy trim and i wanted to test out some techniques on some personal art, am iffy on using it on a comm (not sure it's nice enough) but I think I can make it work if I try, so I will try.
this has been my "personal piece to work on between stuff" thing for the last few days, and then it also turned into "I worked for ten hours straight and I want to paint something" after work @_@
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emotinalsupportturtle · 7 months
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Riley Flynn after the most traumatic day in his life (??) just be like..
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His expressions the entire time Bev is talking are just fucking hilarious. (they also scream "just shut up already" and he's so real for that)
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pinkieroy · 3 months
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Laudna being jealous of the connection between Imogen and Fearne last episode is so interesting to me because, look, she thinks she is "quite literally a dead end" (plus Marisha's comment in the last 4sd about Laudna not having a future) + Imogen's comment about Delilah during the honestly exercise that they still haven't had the time to discuss, she is probably questioning her role in Imogen's life already and then Imogen and Fearne find this special connection one that literally tethers them, Fearne someone who does not have the previously mentioned issues who is very much alive and has a future, so yes it's very natural that this would bring even more feelings of uncertainty.
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duusheen · 2 months
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Brisa came home with a gift from her friends and decided to try it out in her room. Hope caught her, and they argued. The fight ended up alerting Miracle, and she was unwavering with the rules of the house. Brisa ended up grounded 😔
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Alright, allow me a word or two on this whole HARRY CROSBY weekend in Oxford situation. This is probably redundant in this wonderful fandom but I think many of us were bracing a little during it and I have thoughts….
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1. Harry Crosby had a delightful way in his book of mentioning in the most admiring terms the different women he encountered while posted overseas, among them Subaltern Wingate. This ought to be less of an anomaly in the world than it is but yet, it’s remarkable all the same. Particularly during such a time period and it ought to be taken in the tone in which it seems to have been relayed. Now, that can be hard to transfer to the screen as audiences are often wired to see man+woman=sexual tension of any sort, that’s unfortunate but there it is. Add producer and the writer’s interpretation of it as well and you’ve got something even more skewed. And then, well, it’s wartime, it’s grief, it’s roommates, understanding and isolation from loved ones -and Anthony Boyle’s perpetual bedroom eyes as well -so it had me on edge at times about where the tone was gonna go. Altogether i am not mad or faulting anyone, I liked that nothing was suggested, what happened is what we saw. And I liked what we saw. You can read endless accounts of how wartime can feel a bit surreal sometimes and you’re given these pockets of moments with strangers that are sometimes more impactful than a lifetime with familiars -and I honestly think they caught that vibe well.
2. Now I’m getting analytical and probably making excuses for my fail of a kicked puppy husband who loves his wife but, hear me out:
:Croz’s time in Oxford starts with him delightedly reading the newest letter from his wife. that emotion remains until he reaches the end of the letter and her usual sign off, “say hi to Bubbles for me” -we see he’s promptly shattered and the letter is discarded. As is Jean and thoughts of her for the rest of the weekend. Writing back his beloved wife will require telling her of Payne’s death and in his recounting of stories to Alex. Westgate, there’s a very present tense to his reminiscence of Bubbles, which suggests that he has not fully processed it himself. Writing Jean back would be the finality he doesn’t want to except. So instead he has a new friend who gives him a reprieve, someone he can tell stories to without the shared history and grief that Jean will carry alongside him. Their histories are all too tangled. I see it as a sort of escaping mechanism, perhaps you could stretch it all the way into emotional infidelity as far as the show goes, but I think it’s less of indifference towards his wife and rather trying to put off the inevitable of hurting her and himself by writing that news. By the end of the episode he’s come back to earth, into reality, with a cold hard thump, having to get on with things. Legit telling jokes about death.
I think it’s interesting how they framed the episode in that way, and it’s perhaps an insight into what he psychologically was going through. anyway, I won’t be hanging out the “welcome home cheater” banner. 😭😆
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