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According to the link they're talking about, it's set for 2028!
A.C.Bradley ('What...if?') and Rodrigo Blaas ('Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia') are on board for the series from Tencent Video and Coolabi b
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OH MY GOD
According to the link they're talking about, it's set for 2028!
A.C.Bradley ('What...if?') and Rodrigo Blaas ('Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia') are on board for the series from Tencent Video and Coolabi b
I have waited ALL FUCKING YEAR TO POST THIS
Santa is coming tonight.
@alltheshit-althetime
THE ONLY CHRISTMAS POST I DON’T BLOCK
dancer is my life
YES HERE IT IS, JUST IN THE SAINT NICK OF TIME
OH GOSH I always forget about this post until I see it but it’s so great XD
I'm not missing it this time!
HERE’S THE THING THOUGH
I used to work for a call center and I was doing a political survey and I called this number that was randomly generated for me and the way our system worked was voice-activated so when the other person said hello you’d get connected to them, so I just launch right into my “Harvard University and NPR blah blah blah” thing and then there’s this long pause and I think the person’s hung up even though I didn’t hear a click
And then I hear “you shouldn’t be able to call this number.”
So I apologize and go into the preset spiel about because we aren’t selling anything, etc. etc. and the answer I get is
“No, I know that. What I mean is that it should be impossible for you to call this number, and I need to know how you got it.”
I explain that it’s randomly generated and I’m very sorry for bothering him, and go to hang up. And before I can click terminate, I hear:
“Ma’am, this is a matter of national security.”
I accidentally called the director of the FBI.
My job got investigated because a computer randomly spit out a number to the Pentagon.
This is my new favourite story.
When I was in college I got a job working for a company that manages major air-travel data. It was a temp gig working their out of date system while they moved over to a new one, since my knowing MS Dos apparently made me qualified.
There was no MS Dos involved. Instead, there was a proprietary type-based OS and an actually-uses-transistors refrigerator-sized computer with switches I had to trip at certain times during the night as I watched the data flow from six pm to six AM on Fridays and weekends. If things got stuck, I reset the server.
The company handled everything from low-end data (hotel and car reservations) to flight plans and tower information. I was weighed every time I came in to make sure it was me. Areas of the building had retina scanners on doors.
During training. they took us through all the procedures. Including the procedures for the red phone. There was, literally, a red phone on the shelf above my desk. “This is a holdover from the cold war.” They said. “It isn’t going to come up, but here’s the deal. In case of nuclear war or other nation-wide disaster, the phone will ring. Pick up the phone, state your name and station, and await instructions. Do whatever you are told.”
So my third night there, it’s around 2am and there’s a ringing sound.
I look up, slowly. The Red phone is ringing.
So I reach out, I pick up the phone. I give my name and station number. And I hear every station head in the building do the exact same. One after another, voices giving names and numbers. Then silence for the space of two breaths. Silence broken by…
“Uh… Is Shantavia there?”
It turns out that every toll free, 1-900 or priority number has a corresponding local number that it routs to at its actual destination. Some poor teenage girl was trying to dial a friend of hers, mixed up the numbers, and got the atomic attack alert line for a major air-travel corporation’s command center in the mid-west United States.
There’s another pause, and the guys over in the main data room are cracking up. The overnight site head is saying “I think you have the wrong number, ma’am.” and I’m standing there having faced the specter of nuclear annihilation before I was old enough to legally drink.
The red phone never rang again while I was there, so the people doing my training were only slightly wrong in their estimation of how often the doomsday phone would ring.
Every time I try to find this story, I end up having to search google with a variety of terms that I’m sure have gotten me flagged by some watchlist, so I’m reblogging it again where I swear I’ve reblogged it before.
But none of these stories even come close to the best one of them all; a wrong number is how the NORAD Santa Tracker got started.
Seriously, this is legit.
In December 1955, Sears decided to run a Santa hotline. Here’s the ad they posted.
Only problem is, they misprinted the number. And the number they printed? It went straight through to fucking NORAD. This was in the middle of the Cold War, when early warning radar was the only thing keeping nuclear annihilation at bay. NORAD was the front line.
And it wasn’t just any number at NORAD. Oh no no no.
Terri remembers her dad had two phones on his desk, including a red one. “Only a four-star general at the Pentagon and my dad had the number,” she says.
“This was the ‘50s, this was the Cold War, and he would have been the first one to know if there was an attack on the United States,” Rick says.
The red phone rang one day in December 1955, and Shoup answered it, Pam says. “And then there was a small voice that just asked, ‘Is this Santa Claus?’ ”
His children remember Shoup as straight-laced and disciplined, and he was annoyed and upset by the call and thought it was a joke — but then, Terri says, the little voice started crying.
“And Dad realized that it wasn’t a joke,” her sister says. “So he talked to him, ho-ho-ho’d and asked if he had been a good boy and, ‘May I talk to your mother?’ And the mother got on and said, ‘You haven’t seen the paper yet? There’s a phone number to call Santa. It’s in the Sears ad.’ Dad looked it up, and there it was, his red phone number. And they had children calling one after another, so he put a couple of airmen on the phones to act like Santa Claus.”
“It got to be a big joke at the command center. You know, ‘The old man’s really flipped his lid this time. We’re answering Santa calls,’ ” Terri says.
And then, it got better.
“The airmen had this big glass board with the United States on it and Canada, and when airplanes would come in they would track them,” Pam says.
“And Christmas Eve of 1955, when Dad walked in, there was a drawing of a sleigh with eight reindeer coming over the North Pole,” Rick says.
“Dad said, ‘What is that?’ They say, ‘Colonel, we’re sorry. We were just making a joke. Do you want us to take that down?’ Dad looked at it for a while, and next thing you know, Dad had called the radio station and had said, ‘This is the commander at the Combat Alert Center, and we have an unidentified flying object. Why, it looks like a sleigh.’ Well, the radio stations would call him like every hour and say, ‘Where’s Santa now?’ ” Terri says.
For real.
“And later in life he got letters from all over the world, people saying, ‘Thank you, Colonel,’ for having, you know, this sense of humor. And in his 90s, he would carry those letters around with him in a briefcase that had a lock on it like it was top-secret information,” she says. “You know, he was an important guy, but this is the thing he’s known for.”
“Yeah,” Rick [his son] says, “it’s probably the thing he was proudest of, too.”
So yeah. I think that might be the best wrong number of all time.
Source: http://www.npr.org/2014/12/19/371647099/norads-santa-tracker-began-with-a-typo-and-a-good-sport
No okay THAT is adorable and I’m queueing this for next December.
I tell this story to anyone who'll listen irl, it's amazing
It is October 135th, and everyone is talking about Valentine’s Day.
Shut up it’s February 12th.
Why did this show up on SEPTEMBER 14TH. What did you do
If you call pedophilia a kink please unfollow me and never talk to me again
Isn’t it disgusting that 23 people just unfollowed me
Unfollow me too
this goes double if you call paedophilia a disability. unfollow me twice
and if you call pedophilia an “orientation” or in any way compare it to being LGBP+ you can unfollow, delete your blog, and set yourself on fire.
I just lost 50 followers.. bye
clearing out the trash
GO ON AND S M A S H THAT UNFOLLOW BUTTON
BUHBYE U McNASTIES
I’ve seen this circulating forever and genuinely thought “no way do I have any of them following me” until this week when it turned out I had all these fuckin “MAP” (pedophile) followers sad to find out I’m an “anti” (normal person) Please leave and also please get guinea worm.
GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY BLOG
I reblogged something similar to this a while ago but again:
if you support pedophilia,
kindly get the fuck off of my blog.
Thanks.
I reblog these regularly.
STAY OFF MY BLOOOOOOG
Shoo fly, don’t bother me👋🏾
Pedophilia is not welcome in the LGBTQ+ community nor are MAPs or pedophilia apologizers welcome on any of my blogs. If you support pedophilia, unfollow me. My blog is a safe space but I will not tolerate the sexualization of children.
I’m reblogging this here because I want this blog to be a safe space for people to enjoy.
Anyone who supports pedophilia or is a pedophile in any way, shape or form REGARDLESS OF ANY REASONS/EXCUSES, please kindly get the fuck away from this blog, just unfollow me straight away. I do not tolerate your kind here, and you should be ashamed of trying to justify the sexualisation of children even for a S E C O N D.
Also just to clarify this one specific point: Pedophilia and pedophiles are NOT AND WILL NEVER BE IN OR ASSOCIATED WITH THE LGBTQ+ COMMUNITY
Edit: Before I forget, if any of you are in any way, shape or form, a pedophile, turn yourself in at your nearest police station because you don’t deserve to roam free on the streets.
I may have just started this blog but this will not STAND
Seriously though, if you think you are welcomed on this blog, you’re not. Sorry, but you make me feel unsafe so..
GTFO OF MY BLOG IF YOU DO!
I just can’t scroll pass without reblogging!! IF YOU SUPPORT PEDOPHILES/PEDOPHILIA OR IS A PEDOPHILE PLEASE GET THE FUCK OFF OF MY BLOG!!!!!!!!
PEDOPHILES BE FUCKING GONE
LIKE, GET THE FCK OUT
YOU ARE NOT WELCOME HERE
GO EW GET AWAY
It’s not a fucking mental illness either
Idk man, call me ignorant if you want, but I stand by my statement
I’m reblogging on all my blogs
Reblogging because after how many people have been submitting literal children this feels necessary
Sometimes I hate even needing to check for this
I'm wearing this with pride, thank you very much!
dealing with the worst case scenario
your condom breaks
you feel a lump on your breast
your friends are ignoring you
you’re stranded on an island
you got rejected by a crush
you get into a car accident
you got stung by a bee/wasp
you got fired from your job
you’re in an earthquake
your tattoo gets infected
your house is on fire
you’re lost in the woods
you get arrested abroad
you get robbed
your partner cheated on you
you’re on a ship that’s sinking
you fall into ice
you’re stuck in an elevator
you hit a deer with your car
you have food poisoning
your pet passed away
you fall off of a horse
you or your friend has alcohol poisoning
you have toxic shock syndrome
your house has a gas leak
I feel like this could be useful in my future
I honestly hope I never need this
Happy Mario Day!
Finally not late this time!
People with low spoons, someone just recommended this cookbook to me, so I thought I’d pass it on.
I always look at cookbooks for people who have no energy/time to do elaborate meal preparations, and roll my eyes. Like, you want me to stay on my feet for long enough to prepare 15 different ingredients from scratch, and use 5 different pots and pans, when I have chronic fatigue and no dishwasher?
These people seem to get it, though. It’s very simple in places. It’s basically the cookbook for people who think, ‘I’m really bored of those same five low-spoons meals I eat, but I can’t think of anything else to cook that won’t exhaust me’. And it’s free!
by Rachel A. Rosen and Zilla Novikov || Food you can make so you don't die.
SPREAD THE WORD THIS IS FUCKING GOD TIER OH MY GOD, SOMETIMES I HAVE SPOONS SOMETIMES I DON’T BUT NO COOKBOOK OFFERS LEVELS IN THEIR RECIPES THIS ONE DOES!
also found here:
Life is hard. Some days are at the absolute limit of what we can manage. Some days are worse than that. Eating—picking a meal, making it, pu
the ebook is FREE here also
Reblogging both to show others and to save
A bit of a pallet cleanser for everyone.
Most of the dogs: you have bestowed affection, I will cuddle you
The pit bull: KISSU????? KISSU FOR ME????? I KISS U!!!!! I GIVE KISSES!!!!!
I had a pitbull mix, and let me tell you, he would do that exact same thing as the pitbull in the video
It is difficult to trigger the true Wrath of a demon, given their nature of being inherently angry. As you look at your scarred, malnourished and broken young summoner, a familiar red mist begins to descend over your mind.
The Mother Of Monsters
I am a power of darkness. Demon, I am called, or monster, or spirit. And because my name is known in the mortal realms, I am summoned sometimes.
Many summoners, too weak or too ignorant to hold me, I have devoured. Others I have corrupted, or misled. I do not like to be summoned, and I make those who call on me pay.
When the new summons comes, weak and faltering, I am annoyed. I do not like to be drawn from my own realm, without my will or my choice. I wreath my form in flame and shadow, then just as I am drawn through, I hear something I have not heard before. “Please,” the voice begs. “Please come, Mother of Monsters. Please.”
I let the fire and the shadows slip away. Instead, I step through clothed in an appearance closer to my true self, which I allow none to see. Crimson scales cover my skin, and claws are on my hands and feet, and great horns rise from my skull… and yet I am formed not so differently from a human being, with two arms, and two legs, two eyes in my face, and a mouth capable of speech. This is the form I wear when I do not wish to intimidate… too much.
The summoner is kneeling in front of the circle. “Great Erisidinae! Mother of Monsters! I beg you to answer my petition!” he implored, staring up at me with wide eyes. “Please… please, I know my offerings are poor, but just a little…”
The offerings are indeed poor. No cow or horse slain for me, not even a goat or fowl. A squirrel, tiny on the offering stone. Beside it, a handful of nuts, a little scrap of honeycomb discoloured with age, a wooden cup half-filled with milk, a few shiny pebbles. And yet the power of the sacrifice is great, far greater than it should be, greater than many I have been offered.
I look again at the summoner, leaning toward the edge of the circle that contains me, reaching out with my senses. And I see him.
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I have been *waiting* to find this!
A NYC grad student working on food stamps for her thesis has released a free cookbook for those living on $4/day.
SIG NAL BOO OO OO OOOST
hello
oooooh this is so nice!
I believe it’s important to eat well, even when you’re strapped for cash. It’s good for your health and energy! This cookbook is full of delicious and healthy recipes, the ingredients of which are fairly inexpensive.
I ACKNOWLEDGE THIS WOMAN AS A FELLOW WARRIOR AND A FANTASTIC HUMAN BEING.
Boost so hard. Feeding yourself well is a challenge when you”ve got little income
I HAVE BEEN USING THIS COOKBOOK FOR MONTHS AND IT’S AMAZING 100/10 RECOMMENDING EVERYWHERE
(just to give you an idea, my food budget is 30 euro/week at most [about $38] and I have to maintain a healthy diet due to weird medication side-effects and yeah, basically this book is a lifesaver if you’re broke but need to watch what you’re eating)
Reblog to save a life. Because it’s easy to find food for $4/day, but most of it tends to be garden variety junkfood
(The pdf is free, I repeat, the pdf is free)
Reblogging both to save and help others
You suddenly switch bodies with your icon. On a scale of 1 to 10, (10 being the highest value) how well are you coping with that change?
It is with a heavy heart that I must break off from the mainland and sink into the sea. It’s for the greater good of the country and the world.
This isn't so bad. I get to eat, sleep, and people rub my belly
Why am I STILL seeing this?
Wasn't this supposed to be gone months ago? A year or two? Is my app broken, because no amount of updating will get rid of this stupid tumblr TV. Please tell me I'm not the only one
An incomplete list of things that employers commonly threaten that are 100% illegal in the United States
"We'll fire you if you tell others how much you're making" The National Labor Relations Act of 1935 specifically protects employees who discuss their own wages with each other (you can't reveal someone else's wages if you were given that information in the course of work, but you can always discuss your own or any that were revealed to you outside of work duties)
"If we can't fire you for [discussing wages/seeking reasonable accommodation/filing a discrimination complaint/etc], we'll just fire you for something else the next day." This is called pretextual termination, and it offers your employer almost no protection; if you are terminated shortly after taking a protected action such as wage discussion, complaints to regulatory agencies, or seeking a reasonable accommodation, you can force the burden onto your employer to prove that the termination wasn't retaliatory.
"Disparaging the company on social media is grounds for termination" Your right to discuss workplace conditions, compensation, and collective action carries over to online spaces, even public ones. If your employer says you aren't allowed to disparage the company online or discuss it at all, their social media policy is illegal. However, they can forbid releasing information that they're obligated to keep confidential such as personnel records, business plans, and customer information, so exercise care.
"If you unionize, we'll just shut this branch down and lay everyone off" Threatening to take action against a group that unionizes is illegal, full stop. If a company were to actually shut down a branch for unionizing, they would be fined very heavily by the NLRB and be opening themselves up to a class-action lawsuit by the former employees.
"We can have any rule we want, it's only illegal if we actually enforce it" Any workplace policy or rule that has a "chilling effect" on employees' willingness to exercise their rights is illegal, even if the employer never follows through on any of their threats.
"If you [protected action], we'll make sure you never work in this industry/city/etc again." Blacklisting of any kind is illegal in half the states in the US, and deliberately sabotaging someone's job search in retaliation for a protected action is illegal everywhere in the US.
"Step out of line and you can kiss your retirement fund/last paycheck goodbye." Your employer can never refuse to give you your paycheck, even if you've been fired. Nor can they keep money that you invested in a retirement savings account, and they can only claw back the money they invested in the retirement account under very specific circumstances.
"We'll deny that you ever worked here" not actually possible unless they haven't been paying their share of employment taxes or forwarding your withheld tax to the government (in which case they're guilty of far more serious crimes, and you might stand to gain something by turning them in to the IRS.) The records of your employment exist in state and federal tax data, and short of a heist that would put Oceans 11 to shame, there's nothing they can do about that.
Reblogging for US followers.
I've never actually had a job but this feels important
10000 likes!
I think I've been on this site for too long
Is it me, or are there a lot of FedEx hiring posts tagged with random stuff like "funny, humor, Twitter, etc.?" I've already noticed three separate accounts doing it, and I've checked it's legit, it's not weird tumblr humor. What is going on?