Eggelette @eggelette - Tumblr Blog

i'm not the best at singing. but i'm gonna sing anyway dude. i'm not the best at painting. but i'm still going to paint. my dancing will never see a stage. but it's perfect for early mornings in my bedroom and late nights with people i love. so what does this mean? it means that people are designed to do. not to be the best. just to do. if you're doing what you enjoy, then you don't have to be the best. you just have to enjoy it. you have to live.

awkwardlyeverafter

2026

fictionalgod

zegalba

eggelette

probably will delete this but i had this subconscious desire of just plodding along with life, when it was interrupted by my jolting up at night like this is it. this is it. this is my life.

so what do i want to do with this life? i hate AI yet ive had to use it several times for my job. I try to boycott mcdonalds but then failed five times. i spend a lot of time in mental one-sided beef (my side) and im getting my ass handed to me by bitterness and resentment. ive never had a significant other in amenaingful way and by now i dont think im capable- i think i missed the window. im so out of breath- when i walk up the stairs i wheeze. ive let my gifts turn to rust.

so what? now what? im almost 27- is this not the time to begin life again? what do i want? im tired of being stupid- i hate being ignorant about affairs that concern me and my nationality. i must fix this with reading rather than ruminating. i know all the things i need to do- its to address this peeves of mine one by one, be brave again and again and again and again and these no medals nor glory but one must be brave regardless

im sprinting, i need to sprint because i can

eggelette

BUT ALSO

im scrolling through the hopecore tag (shoutout hopers) and so many of my wishes have been granted this past year!!! i wish so much and my heart is so full of desire and love that even when 50 wishes are fulfilled it means 50 arent because i am made of 100s of wishes!!

but im so grateful for this job and this adventure and that i dont have. ahellish commute and im so sorry that i forget to be grateful

probably will delete this but i had this subconscious desire of just plodding along with life, when it was interrupted by my jolting up at night like this is it. this is it. this is my life.

so what do i want to do with this life? i hate AI yet ive had to use it several times for my job. I try to boycott mcdonalds but then failed five times. i spend a lot of time in mental one-sided beef (my side) and im getting my ass handed to me by bitterness and resentment. ive never had a significant other in amenaingful way and by now i dont think im capable- i think i missed the window. im so out of breath- when i walk up the stairs i wheeze. ive let my gifts turn to rust.

so what? now what? im almost 27- is this not the time to begin life again? what do i want? im tired of being stupid- i hate being ignorant about affairs that concern me and my nationality. i must fix this with reading rather than ruminating. i know all the things i need to do- its to address this peeves of mine one by one, be brave again and again and again and again and these no medals nor glory but one must be brave regardless

im sprinting, i need to sprint because i can

#egg vents #reference

nuclearfaggot

im asking you to stay here. i cannot tell you why, i dont have any other reason except i want to see you here. i want to see you as happy as you can be. please, do what you can to stay. to find happiness wherever you can. i know that it is selfish of my to ask this. but i’m asking you anyway. take care of yourself. if not for yourself, then for me

azaablue

the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be apart of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.

dailymanners

Do not ever be rude or condescending to someone who asks "obvious" questions, no matter how obvious or silly you think the question is.

For one, in some cultures asking an obvious question is just a polite way of acknowledging the situation. So for example, if you just put your jacket on and start clocking out, a co-worker asking "oh, you done for the day and heading out now?" doesn't deserve you sneering at them like an idiot, scoffing, and saying "uh duh, just like I do every day at this time" when it's likely they knew the answer, but were just asking as a polite way of acknowledging the situation.

But even if they were genuinely unsure that you're leaving even though it seems obvious to you from context clues, so what? What does being rude and condescending to them achieve? Maybe they couldn't sleep last night so they're really out of it today, maybe they're dissociating, maybe they're about to pass out from low blood sugar, maybe some other employees sometimes put on their jacket and only clock out briefly but come back.

There's all sorts of reasons they could be confused about whether or not you're leaving, but intentionally making them feel bad achieves nothing except, well, making them feel bad. Either way, they're not hurting you or anyone by asking a "stupid" question, so there's no point in being rude about it. If you still want to make them feel bad about themselves for looking "stupid" when they weren't hurting anyone, that is the mindset of bullies and abusers.

dailymanners

Thank you everyone who is pointing out in the notes that this is usually an attempt to connect with someone and/or strike up a conversation. Because honestly in my experience 9 times out of 10 when someone asks an "obvious" question that's what they're trying to do. If someone walks into the kitchen and asks "oh are you cooking?" while you're standing over the stove holding a spatula, they probably already know the answer, but they're just trying to start a conversation with you and connect to you.

All the more reason it's sad and hurtful when these attempts are met with sneering and being treated like an idiot.

sarcasticmothwrites

There are no stupid questions, only assholes providing snarky non-answers. Because aside from the bid for connection or genuine confusion, sometimes there are REASONS why you might get an obvious question.

“Oh, are you cooking?” asks person who thought you were going out tonight.

“Are you leaving?” asks time-blind person who’s surprised it’s 5:00.

“Are you going to lunch?” asks person who remembers there’s a meeting in 30 minutes.

This is where I make my occasional reminder that Emily Post said the reason for manners is to make others comfortable and foster kind, thoughtful human interactions.