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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

shymagnolia

okay so i just got my dream job??? a week after applying to it?? and now i’m thinking….maybe this is the good luck post

dstrybys

the phantom: sing for me my angel of music!!!

9 year old me honestly believing i had both the vocal range and operatic stylings of miss christine daaé:

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bearie

gnatsattack

My parents HATE overwatch because it takes up our entire wifi whenever my brother goes online and when I bought myself the new Zelda my mom was like “can I watch Netflix? or are you playing” and I was like no, no don’t worry it doesn’t take up internet. and she was so relieved and started walking towards the TV in her room and I was like “you want to watch it out here? I can switch to the handheld mode” and she was so impressed that she could watch Master Chef next to me while I played my game. Nintendo is truly the family system.

meshugenist

nintendo paid for this post

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blizzard payed for that reply

hollowtones

I paid for my lunch today (one of sandwich, meat ball sub)

sorryfortheraybans-deactivated2

did it taste good?

hollowtones

it was very good. thank you for asking :) i hope you have a good lunch tomorrow

dicksmasher

reblog for a good lunch tomorrow

unlovablehand

see this is why i’m conflicted when people call him a mysterious man of the forest or whatever because he’s literally just like this all the time

hurleyquinnzel

Where are his legs

thekracken

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reblog the Don Draper of getting a job he’s unqualified for and you’ll have 10 years of getting jobs you’re unqualified for

mediocrepresident

YES

fortangel

No but my dad actually did this at McDonalds in the 70s!

So here’s a true story: my father, sometime in the 70s was looking for his first job. He went to the local McDonalds and told the staff, [manager’s name] said I was supposed to start today. They took his word for it and started training him and by the time the manager saw him and asked who he was, people just said “oh that’s the new guy.”

Somehow this actually worked. My dad worked there for a couple of years as a cook. He even won an award plaque which he had on the wall until the day he died.