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So I just simultaneously did, and possibly didn't lose my job today :)
Very much did in the sense that I literally do not know where my job is at the moment. But, for the time being I haven't been let go because nobody else including the store owner knows where it is either.
So, I don't wanna risk doxxing myself by posting pictures but goddamn am I tempted because this is not a believable event. This is a cartoon problem. For looneytoons.
But yeah, so, I work(ed?) at a kiosk selling boba tea, right? Freestanding kiosk in the mall with full water and electrical hookups and multiple fridges and sinks and a mini kitchen and the works. Fully functional tea shop. Very important to note that it was there last night, The work chat was discussing another issue last night at closing time. I'll get back to this.
It's been showing signs of being on the way out with how business is being handled lately and I've been considering other options, which is probably why I'm not as torn up about this as I should be, but maybe it just hasn't set in yet, but that's not the point. The point is there's been a lot of shit breaking and not being replaced and nobody mentioning anything about it until I walk into work in the morning and have to figure out why shit like the fucking cash register isn't there today. So I'm kinda used to having to ask questions about big things that nobody bothered to update me on. I was out for two weeks recovering from a surgery, so I came to work this morning assuming there'd be some kind of bullshit, yeah?
So, the question I had to ask the chat this morning was:
Not a text I ever thought I'd have to send in sincerity, but there it is. Because what I found instead was a fenced off patch of discolored tiles and a few holes in the floor where my entire place of employment used to be.
And the answer? Nobody knows! It was there last night when the mall closed, and every single trace of the structure and all its contents including drink making supplies and our safe and cashbox was gone when it opened again. And when I say nobody knows, I mean everyone from last night's closers to the actual (former?) owner of the store jad no fucking clue about this until getting that text from me this morning. For once I am actually the first to know. 🎉.
So. I guess I didn't so much lose my job as had it stolen. Not by AI, but good old fashioned hands-on human beings picking it up and carrying it away somehow. All mall security would tell me was that they were instructed not to tell me anything and have us contact our management. Who also don't know anything. And later on I came across some construction workers around the gravesite of the kiosk discussing filling in the holes, asked them about it, and was told that they "weren't at liberty to say".
So, not only is my job gone in the most literal physical sense of the word, but it was taken in some kind of super secret kiosk extraction in the dead of night without any warning or witnesses and nobody is allowed to speak of it. The store owner said she was gonna figure it out 10 hours ago and still no word back.
I don't know what else to say aside from I've been laughing all day and I'm gonna have a hell of a time explaining Schrodinger's Unemployment to the benefits office.
Update that is not an update because I'm basically certain this isn't what actually happened:
My mother in law thinks the FBI took it.
Not any of the other stores around the state. Just the one little kiosk.
Why? Because she loves a conspiracy and is just a little bit extra.
Also because she was around for the massive crackdown on Yakuza-owned businesses in Waikiki (in her homestate) that did actually involve the FBI seizing stores (no confirmation of making kiosks cleanly disappear in the middle of the night though).
Still no word from my job on what's actually going on, but the most likely theory so far is that maybe the kiosk was on lease and got repossessed? The mystery continues
(also shout out to the person who proposed Carmen Sandiego)
ACTUAL (partial) UPDATE:
According to the owner, based on what she's been able to find out, the kiosk was not removed legally and they're starting a potentially long process of legal action. I hope she gets to sue the shit out of whoever did it but for now at least I know for sure I'm unemployed.
Really hoping for more details in terms of who/why/how, so I'll keep updating if I learn anything.
For now the summary is: An unnamed entity that is most likely mall management (on account of mall security cooperating with them) stole an entire kiosk and all the contents including money and machinery with barely a trace in the middle of the night grinch-style, with zero warning or explanation, and ensured the silence of both security and the construction crew, in an action that was definitely preplanned and illegal, and as far as I know nobody knows its whereabouts.
So now I'm officially out of a job. Because my workplace was literally stolen in the night.
Actually fuck it let's share some photos cause I wouldn't be inclined to believe this myself. It's not like anyone can stalk me at my job now and I'm not gonna have to see any coworkers that might find my tumblr.
Enjoy the unintentionally funniest text I've ever sent in my life
Aaand a close-up:
The last remains of a once Very Much Solid And Immobile Workplace
HEY HI HELLO THIS ONE'S MY FAVORITE
via @kagaminilen
[cut to a kiosk on legs, sipping a boba, while wandering into the nearest forest on chicken legs]
Here you go @a-bit-too-dyscrasic
I try not to fall into the "I never liked their work anyway" ditch when an artist/creator reveals themself to be a terrible person
BUT
a feeling I do have and will stand by is "While I enjoyed their work overall I did have some gripes that I overlooked out of affection and whimsy, but now that my loyalty is gone and my affection tainted there is nothing holding me back from enumerating my many grievances, to which the revelations of the creator's shittiness may or may not provide a new and infuriating context."
tangled gave us so much, but mostly it gave us the beautiful and intense love of a horse and the man he is chasing in order to imprison
i personally believe that maximus was the former captain of the guard who was cursed into horse form pretty recently, and everyone’s having trouble adjusting to it.
like, he’s entitled to sick leave, he really ought to take a couple months to break the curse and come to terms with whatever the fuck just happened to him, but instead of embarking on a journey of self-discovery and healing he just keeps showing up to work. no one can get captain maximus to go on his fucking voyage of self actualization and fix the curse because he’s obsessed with catching flinn ryder. everyone really fucking hopes that when he finally catches this guy the curse might be broken anyway, but it isn’t.
he just keeps showing up to work. he glares at the stablehands until they saddle him up. everyone’s gone over the regulations a dozen times but there’s nothing there saying you’re not allowed to saddle and ride the captain of the guard if he makes you do it. his former second in command rides him around like ‘sir i really don’t know about this’ and he’s just like ‘are we going to catch some criminals or what.’
you can see in the movie that everyone in the royal guard defers to this horse. it’s absolutely because that’s their boss. and secondarily because now he’s two thousand pounds of percheron.
there is no evidence against this theory and you cannot prove me wrong.
This is pretty much the only fanon idea I have ever decided to hold personally true. I love it. It is the best.
do you think bowser ever gets anxious after kidnapping peach again that he went too far this time and he calls mario up in the middle of the night to make sure they’re still on for tennis and gokarting next weekend
painstakingly dialing mario’s landline on a comically small telephone only for luigi to pick up instead and he has to ask him to put his brother on the phone. not that luigi isn’t part of weekend plans, but like this is really more of a mario & bowser situation and it’d be rude to drag his brother into it if there’s a problem. so anyway then luigi puts the receiver down to go get his brother and bowser sits there tapping his claws on his table and this is agony, actually, he shouldn’t have called at all, it’s late enough at his castle so it has to be even later over in the mushroom kingdom. but just as he’s about to put the phone down, mario answers all chipper—mario mario speaking, who’s-a calling? which is a ridiculous question because there’s no way luigi didn’t already tell him.—and bowser has to ask him. look, mario, i know i dangled peach in a bird cage over a pit of lava the other day, and when you showed up, i let my son throw giant flaming hammers at you, and there’s no hard feelings about that, right? and there’s a few seconds of silence before mario laughs and reassures him it’s all in the day’s work of a plumber, an explanation bowser has never thought to really question since he only knows two plumbers and it does all seem pretty in their wheelhouse. and then he’s embarrassed for worrying so much so he tries to end the call quickly, but mario just ribs him about how badly he’s going to lose the next race, and then he starts asking bowser how junior is, and does bowser want any of the leftovers since he and luigi really do cook way too much for two, be a shame to let it go to waste. and by the time bowser manages to hang up, this has gone from leftovers into him and junior and the koopalings all being invited over to the mario household for dinner, so long as they don’t park their airship on the front lawn and leave the cannons at home.
op approved tags. you’re the only person here who sees my vision
i love how fucking weird shane’s parents were actually. i love that they’re shocked about shane and ilya but they’re almost more shocked that shane managed to shock them at all. i love that they adore their perfect golden boy so much that they don’t even realize he needs any reassurance. i love that they’re clearly not used to having difficult conversations. i love that shane crying freaks them out. i love that yuna still has no idea how much pressure shane is under. i love that they think they know him so well, and they do, but it’s not enough. i love shane’s hesitance about telling them and his abject terror at being found out, and i love that he was pretty damn justified
"Lovers." "No, Ilya, that's gross." and Ilya's awkwardly removing his hand from Shane's shoulder. Top-tier comedy. But also top-tier moment for Yuna and David Hollander. Once the shock wears off, they'll look back and know that that was the moment. The moment they realized oh that's the most Old Married Couple thing Shane could possibly have said. Those two kids really are in love.
Damian, climbing through the window: oh
Bruce, sitting with his arms crossed on Damian's bed: where were you?
Damian: um with dick?
Dick, spinning around in a desk chair: try again.
Damain: Jason! I was with Jason!
Jason, tumbling out the wardrobe: right.
Damian: okay, you got me, I was with tim
Tim, crawling out from under the bed: bullshit, you don't rate me like that.
Damian: what the fuck. Duke?
Duke, spawning from the shadows:
Damian: oh ffs. I was with Cass.
Cass dropping down from the vents: 🤨
Damian:
Damian: I was with mother.
Talia, also crawling in from the window: hello, son. Where were you-
Talia: why are there so many people in your room?
Damian:
Damian: whys this happening to me
Steph, jumping out from under Bruce's cape: youngest sibling problems. Can't relate.
Bruce: where were you actually? And don't lie this time.
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In Smallville:
Jon, crawling in through the window: crap
Kon and Clark sitting in his room:
Idea.
Both families have an unspoken fear.
That due to kryptonian biology one of the boys will get pregnant.
Everyone is afraid it will happen but no one will admit it, even to each other.
Every family member thinks they are the only one with this fear and think everyone else would say it’s ridiculous.
when shane's like hey why don't we try this crazy new thing where we say what we think and feel instead of disguising our emotions behind layers of deflection and bro-y fuck yous and ilya's like ummmmmm idk if i can make any promises..... cut to ilya opening his eyes the next morning half awake blurting out I LIKE YOUUUUUU!!!!!!! like he'd been practicing it in his sleep. baby's first taste of emotional security lol he's riding HIGH on that rush of feeling loved and safe
During my last re-read of The Lord of the Rings it really sunk in for me how often the protagonists encounter not only danger and betrayal, but unexpected help and friends in unlikely places. Tolkien had a sojourner's heart and said yes, we may be small, but be encouraged. Evil always tries to make itself look bigger than it is. Keep faith with ordinary goodness. Never underestimate the power of simply doing what is right and kind, against the convoluted machinations of evil. The gates of Mordor will not prevail against it.
During my last re-watch of The Return of the King it struck me how ugly and stupid evil is. Kudos to PJ and Co for not aestheticizing the baddies, even resisting the temptation to make Sauron sexy. The Witch King is scary but without substance, defeated by a depressed girl and her pint-sized bestie. The army of Mordor is huge in number but quakes at the sound of Rohan's arrival. They can't even keep a crown of flowers from forming around the fallen statue of a king, only replace his head with a dumb rock and scraps of rusty, twisted metal. The Dark Lord is powerful and dangerous, yes, but he's not all-powerful and he's not infallible. Even his great burning eye is focused in all the wrong places. He uses smoke and mirrors to impress and corrupt Saruman, and to drive Denethor to despair—Denethor, who could have welcomed home the King. (Instead, he wallows in grief, capitulates to fear, and grows bitter in grumbling over Rohan's presumed betrayal. Note how this parallels Gollum instilling suspicion and doubt in Frodo regarding brave and loyal Sam.) The enemy is a liar and a deceiver, and Aragorn knows this when he silences the Mouth of Sauron and says, “I do not believe it. I will not!”
And I want to emphasize this point, this rebuttal of Sauron's divide and conquer tactics: The Fellowship gets weakened. It suffers losses. It becomes scattered across the larger battlefield. But its members remain true to each other, and to their shared mission, even when they find themselves parting ways to accomplish it. At the end of the first film, Aragorn tells Frodo, “I would have gone with you to the end. To the very fires of Mordor.” And where is Aragorn, at the end of the last film?? The gates of Mordor, with the remaining members of the Fellowship (and some new friends, too), exactly where Frodo needs them to be at that moment. No one expects to survive, no one can guarantee victory, and no one but the audience sees the tiny bud on the Tree of Gondor, hope blooming in response to faithfulness even while the sky remains overcast and the city lies in ruins around it.
To repeat my previous tags: #I've said this before and I'll say it again #the devil WANTS you to feel overwhelmed and already defeated and like the small acts of everyday love and faithfulness aren't enough #but in fact each one is chipping another stone out of the foundation of his dark tower #and from your vantage point you may not see the people chipping stones on the other side (but they are there!) #you don't need an extensive understanding of architecture to bring it down #just the willing hands of a hobbit
I love these books and these films.
#Tyson saying that Percy was like his gift from the gods 😭
Whatever you say bud
I saw this tweet and immediately thought about Bill lol
(Not) Grover: Your dad is merciful
Clarisse immediately sensing the bull:
What do you mean this isn’t canon (8/?)
You know what’s ironic? I thought you of all people would know not to judge a book by its cover.
Damn, okay, was not expecting Channing Tatum to motivate me to write today. But I’ll take it!
In the vein of Huntr/x being insanely terrifying to match the work out of… imagine all the content creators who try to debunk, mimic, or figure out Huntr/x’s ‘tricks’. Those poor suckers. Like, you know the media is catching the girls doing wild things all the time. “Huntr/x lyricist Choi Zoey caught on film out swimming a boat to save a turtle. Aw, that’s cute. But I’m here today to Debunk this article. I’ve found the exact model of boat and figured out from the size of the wake how fast it was going. My friend, Carmen, who is an Olympic gold medalist in swimming will be started at Zoey’s recorded position while I’ll be driving the boat.” But there’s actual video of Zoey’s entire swim in which she’s actually faster than the boat. “Today we’re taking apart a rather unique sort of magic trick. During Huntr/x’s latest sold out concert in Seoul they seemingly dived in from a plane without parachutes and ‘killed’ a few ‘demon’s in the crowd. Huntr/x, as always, is incredibly tight lipped about how they perform their stunts. We don’t even know who those ‘demon’ stunt actors are. So well we can’t tell you how they did it, we can tell you how we could do it.” 15 minutes later. “No. This. It’s impossible? I can’t do it. It can’t be done! A human’s bones would snap at that amount of force. HOW DID THEY DO IT?!?” ”Now I know a lot of people are talking about Mira’s escape over the fence and down the stairs to avoid the paparazzi. And to get this out of the way first, yes, we stan the legend on this channel. The Queen should have flipped them the bird and no one deserves to be stalked so persistently they have to do this to get away. That being said, I nearly cried when I saw that perfect display of control and grace. So I’ve brought you out here today to show you exactly how amazing this was and how extremely difficult it is so you don’t do it at home. Remember I’m a trained professional with fifteen years of parkour experience, safety gear, and a fully inflated fall cushion at the bottom in case I make a mistake. For everyone who’s thinking ‘but Mira from Huntr/x did it and she’s ‘just’ an idol’ Firstly, fuck you. You obviously have no idea the sheer physical effort those girls put into just one song. Secondly, fine. Go die. I’m not liable for your dumbass suicidal decisions. Okay, now, let’s talk about leverage and grip strength for this first part-”
”In this seven hour long docu-essay I’ll discuss what, exactly, kind of cryptid Rumi might be. Starting with mermaid because, well, duh.”
"clearly, the mesmerizing quality of her voice and her universal status as 'everyone's type,' I believe she is either a siren or a harpy"