Customer started yelling at me because I was 1 minute late to open the shop so I banned him from shopping with us and locked the door on him. Play stupid games.
This man had the audacity to come back at the end of the day as I was closing up by the fucking way. Ranting and raving about how he had been mistreated and that no one had even bothered to reply to his complaint email all day
Well I had the UNBRIDLED joy of informing him that not only had I seen his email, which was insanely abusive towards me for the crime of being 1 minute late and not putting up with his shit first thing in the morning, but that I was also the manager who he demanded to speak to, and I’d now also had our IT team block his IP address from being able to contact us or order with us ever again.
I should’ve been allowed to castrate the man but this will have to do
Okay this got way more notes than I was expecting so I feel like I should add some important context here. I’m not management. I’m not even middle management I’m just some guy that works here. I don’t have the authority to do any of this I just like lying to customers
[ID: A photo of a rigid heddle loom warped in the colours of the trans pride flag, partially woven with two horizontal stripes in blue and pink beginning a plaid pattern. End ID.]
Prev thank you for reminding me I never posted the finished pics of this! (Playing a dangerous game bc the intended recipient of this scarf is on tumblr but hopefully she doesn't see this lmao)
[ID: 3 photos of the scarf from above cut off the loom and finished with twisted fringes. The first photo shows it laid out on a wooden floor, the second folded and held up to the camera, and the third worn around the neck. End ID.]
It turned out a little on the short side because I failed to allow enough for the loom waste but it's still wearable and very comfortable! Really happy with how the colours have blended, it looks so pretty
put rainbow laces on all my shoes recently which is fun and sexy but has the side effect that i have gotten multiple "i like your shoelaces" from strangers and like. i cant NOT "i stole them from the president" in return. just in case. but its recieved mostly awkward laughs and looks of confusion. embarrasing myself in public out here over my damn shoelaces.
academic dishonesty is not something you can spin as moral lol i do not want to share a career field let alone a social sphere with a bunch of chatgpt using ass bitches
I do think it’s funny a bunch of Anglican priests went running back to the Catholic Church when women were initially allowed as clergy and they’re doing it again now that the Archbishop of Canterbury is a woman for the first time in history. Imagine being an Anglican priest and being like “This Protestantism thing just isn’t misogynistic enough for me. I actually don’t think women should be allowed to use birth control or tell me what to do so I’m dipping out.”
“Henry VIII started this church with the mission of divorcing his infertile wife, I thought we were going to continue his legacy of hating women and valuing them only for their babymaking qualities, this is so sad. I cannot believe it has come to this 500 years later.”
Catholics seem to have found this post and they are not happy. How do I always forget about the edgy tradcath minority on this site until I piss them off? You’d think I’d learn eventually.
gay men brought back 70s mustaches, lesbians brought back 80s mullets, and now straight dudes are just walking around with both thinking they stumbled onto this styling choice by accident. say the line meryl (cerulean sweater monologue but specifically about how gay culture creates taste)
Did you know you can cook HEAVEN??? In your kitchen??? With minimal ingredients and just one (1) pot????
White slow-cooked pears are Pure Hedonism. Perfect for Christmas, for impressing your crush, for boosting morale, for everything I'd say. How to is under the cut.
These are the ingredients:
- a big pot
- 750mL of Chardonnay. Better wine = better pears but don't sweat it, just get the one you like and can afford.
- 9 table spoons of vanilla sugar, OR 9 table spoons of white sugar + a dash of vanilla extract
- 1 whole star anise, broken into clumps
- a fat splash of lemon juice
- 250mL water
- as much stew-pears to fill the pot to ~5cm (~2inches) above the fluid line. That's about 3/4 of a big pot. Peeled. If they're very big, quarter and core them, but whole pears keep their shape better. A good pear variety for this is Gieser-Wilderman.
This is how you make them:
Throw everything in the pot and let it cook on low (!!!!) heat for about an hour. Check in every so often, BC if you forget about them they'll turn mushy. Still delicious, especially when mixed into yoghurt or ice-cream or on toast, but not as fancy looking.
Fresh and hot they're the perfect dessert on a cold night, especially with vanilla cake and/or ice cream. Cooled down they're still incredible.
If you want you can jar these and have them as preserves:
Scoop the hot, cooked pears into clean jars (I like to wash mine with soap and hot water, then put them in the oven on 160°C for at least 10minutes) until your jar is filled to about 2,5cm (1 inch) from the top. Ladle or pour the cooking liquid to top off the jar. Leave about 1cm (0,5inch) of empty space. Clean the rim with a clean paper towel or something. Close off with a clean lid (I like to throw the lids in a big bowl with just-boiled water and a tablespoon of washing soda for the time the jars are in the oven. Rinse off and use). Let them cool off upside down, then clean the outside of the jar if needed, check if the seal is right (if the seal failed, just store in the fridge and use within a week) and label.
Using my white male privilege to flavour my autism as being "unabashedly nerdy" and "eccentric" instead of "plain weird" and "annoying" in the hopes of pulling guys
Absolutely crazy to me that the pro AI people nearly always think creative stuff is a chore that a machine needs to do instead of something that is actually fun.
Tuira Kayapó brandished her machete in the face of a government official who was trying to convince indigenous leaders to accept a mega-dam project in the Amazon, 1989
“Electricity won’t give us food. We need the rivers to flow freely. Don’t talk to us about relieving our ‘poverty’ – we are the richest people in Brazil. We are Indians.”
part of kayapó’s speech during this event
also! she’s still alive! that sort of thing is always worth pointing out to show that we really aren’t too far removed from events like this! here’s a 2019 photo of her:
I just checked, she passed away in August 2024 - but not before working with a filmmaker to make an hour long movie where she explains her life and her activism. If you want to hear what she has to say for herself, here’s the opportunity.
Movie is ‘Tuire Kayapó’ (First Contact) by Pınar Yolaçan, in case the link breaks
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