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@maihiko
I love my job, but reblogging employment jelly for someone else I love.
Excuse me while I sneeze 30 times in a row…
IS THAT POLLEN???????????????????????????????????????
magic spell
I cast “allergies bad enough to delete you from existence”
everyone in the notes either has allergies or is a whore
Japanese child actress Mana Ashida (little Mako) was embarrassed that she couldn’t pronounce Guillermo Del Toro’s name so he gave her special permission to call him “Totoro-san” instead.
My Neighbor Guillermo Del Toro.
If I don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead.
Guillermo del Totoro
May I suggest doing an image search for Guillermo Del Totoro
Oh my??? God??
YES >:(
Some days it’s definitely like that.
gays dress like everyone from Jurassic Park tbh
Fair point
Not even sure if these are types of gay, but here we are
You forgot the T. Rex
Omg you’re right, I forgot the T-Rex!!!
@the-only-useful-lesbian
The dinosaur is an amazing punchline but Dennis Nedry not making it on this post is pure ‘Hawaiian Shirt Gay’ erasure.
Okay, so I'm /actually/ about to write a porn fic to AO3, and I'm interested in knowing what the difference is between the M rating and E rating. Able to enlighten me?
Mature is ‘and then they made love.’ Explicit is ‘and here’s how they did it exactly.’
To wit: mature.
He looked at the envelope, spread out before him.
God, he’d never been this hungry.
Could he be gentle enough? Slow enough? He didn’t want to damage it, didn’t want to do anything he’d regret… but no, no, it seemed the envelope wanted this as much as he did. It slipped into his hands, it folded as he asked. When it was time for more, the card was waiting, and he somehow knew exactly what to do. He moved with his correspondence in a dance as old as the mail system, and when it was over, he was smiling and the envelope was completely, thoroughly sealed.
Explicit:
The envelope waved its flap in the air slowly, gently, and he could see the faint shimmer of the adhesive traced along its fold. It was like a taunt, a dare: won’t you? And he would, oh, God, he would, lifting the envelope firmly to his lips, licking slowly at first, then faster, more firmly, tasting the envelope’s essence, the faint bitterness, the sweetness to follow–
Oh, he couldn’t help but smile at how it felt in his hands. It was so perfectly folded. Its paper was rough against his fingers, and its crossed folds shifted slightly as it opened for his eager tongue. Yes, yes…
Now the card, and his hand trembled as he lifted it, as he held the envelope, stretching it wide. Would it fit? Oh… oh, yes, it would fit, it slid in smooth and quick and filled the envelope to bursting, oh, made for each other, and he smiled in delight at how perfect it was.
He was ready. Now, now, now: with one swift movement he folded the flap over and he pressed, yes, he pressed the flap down and it stuck, God, it stuck perfectly, and he closed his eyes in bliss.
Afterwards, he stroked the envelope, and thought about addresses.
i can’t believe i just read smut about a literal envelope, i fucking love tumblr
Why…..why was it good smut????
i fucking love tumblr. where else am i gonna read envelope smut with my own eyes??? and GOOD smut at that??? nowhere that’s where
The fact that this is addressed to the parents, not the kids, is especially creepy?
Anyway, Federal Child Labor Laws: (apply to ALL states)
--Children under 14 (13 for agricultural labor) can only be employed by their own parents/guardians
--14-15 year olds are limited to 3 hours per day, 18 hours per week during the school year (up to 8 hours on weekends/holidays), and 8 hours per day, 40 hours per week when school is not in session.
--They are also limited to working 7am-7pm (or 9pm during the summer), and only outside of school hours
--Only a specific list of jobs are permitted for children of this age (relevant to this, they are allowed to reheat food, wash dishes and equipment, and do some limited cooking/food prep such as washing vegetables). Any work outside this list is prohibited.
--There is also a broad list of jobs/duties they are prohibited from (including any work with ladders, or work with powered meat slicers or several types of powered baking equipment)
--Oh, hey, this is interesting! The federal minimum wage for employees under the age of 20 is $4.25 for the first 90 days they hold a job. I wonder how many days fall between the end of the school year and the start of the next. Oh? Just about 90? What an odd coincidence, that this company would be looking to hire children just before the time of year when they can work (a) later hours (b) more hours per week and (c) likely to need to stop before they get shifted to the full minimum wage.
(An entirely different set of rules apply to agricultural work, and for working directly for one's parents or family. There are also some jobs allowed to children under 14. I'm not going into those.)
Now, I'm not opposed to 14 and 15 year olds working appropriate jobs. I babysat at that age, other kids mowed lawns, raked leaves, life guarded at pools, etc.
But there is something a little predatory about this sign, particularly going up now.
And as people have pointed out, kids that age don't know their rights. They don't know the laws. And even if they do, they don't know that the laws are there to *protect* them. I've known plenty of teenagers who think they boss is *doing them a favor* by allowing them to work outside their limited hours, or continue working while clocked out for their lunch break. When I worked as a waitress, my manager suggested this as a way to earn extra tips. Heck, I was almost THIRTY, and you wouldn't believe how many little ways they tried to wriggle around the rules to get a little more work out of me. (Unless you've worked this kind of job, then you'd absolutely believe it.)
Another thing--these jobs are *exhausting.* I've worked manual labor, I've worked in schools, retail, all kinds of jobs, but nothing made me end the day, back throbbing, fling-myself-into-bed tired like working in a restaurant. I don't know what it is, maybe the hectic pace of the busy hours, maybe the way you're expected to be busy every second of your time there, maybe it's the fact that I spent most of each day walking as fast as I could from one end of the building to the other. I don't know. But I wouldn't wish that on any 14-year-old.
So, anyway, I'm looking at this little flyer, and I'm concerned. Not because I don't think a 14-year-old should ever work. But because I'm trying to think why a BK would put out a sign SPECIFICALLY asking for the youngest age they can employ, with NO details suggesting this is a special youth-support or training program, only A FEW WEEKS before summer vacation, and targeted to their PARENTS who, let's face it, are probably eager to get some time away from the kids after the last year.
Why would any business make this SPECIFIC ad? I don't know, but every answer I come up with doesn't sit well with me.
With the current shortage of adults willing to work an exhausting job at a non-living wage, they are looking for anyone else they can exploit. A business should be considered failing if it can’t pay its adult employees enough to get by.
Also relevant: these kids are almost certainly not vaccinated, and its extremely clear they will not be protected, especially as places relax mask mandates. In 2020 being a line cook was the most dangerous job in the country, the conditions that caused that danger haven't changed. This will get some of these kids killed.
Oh hey, remember this post?
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oof
I want a relationship like this
The himbo energy here is impeccable
[Transcription: A well-dressed fancy lady and man stand facing each other in an old-fashioned movie*
Woman: “And now you want me to teach you jiu jitsu.”
Man: “If you don’t mind, Miss Plum.”
Plum, loud and excitedly: “IT’LL BE A PLEASURE.”
*She rips his tuxedo jacket off his shoulders, grips him aggressively, and yeets him over her shoulder in a jiu jitsu martial arts fashion*
Man: *Clasping her arms a few seconds later while she looks coyly at him* “Now, let me see. Um. Let me do it to you.”
*He appears very concentrated, the camera shifts to her soft smile and romantic music begins to play, accentuating a mood that he is NOT picking up on*
“Now, let me see first of all I, um,- I pull this down.” *He pulls her cardigan off her shoulders, her collarbone now exposed and she likes it that way, she looks very obviously at his lips, like this lady has absolutely zero chill*
“Now I do this!” *He jilts her shoulders into them so their faces are centimeters away, she looks like she would like to eat his face and he is still very concentrated but in a giddy boy way*
Him: “Then I hold you close!”
Plum: “Closer.”
Him, confuzzled: “I beg your pardon?”
Plum: “Closer!! Close as you can!” *She is mentally having sex already*
Him: “Oh, yes.” *He searches her eyes for direction*
Him: “Now what do I do?”
*Miss Plum is absolutely beaming*
Plum: “Don’t you know?”
*She wants him to do things to her and he stands there mouth agape. You can see his one braincell struggling visibly in his hollow brain as realization of the century is dangling in front of him. He’s about to realize and then*
Him: “Of course! Now I apply the leverage!” *And he yeets her on to the floor*
*The music swells and fades, telling the audience that this man’s one braincell has failed him. Himbo of the century.*
END.]
Reblogging for the trasncript.
Tell me I’m wrong, I DARE YOU.🦇
Rugrats was deep.
Me, seeing the logo in the bottom corner: and what chocolate bullshit is Mr Guichon up to today?
I’m crying.
LMAOOOOOOOOO the screaming in the beginning “mr. owl” “oh jesus christ” “please don’t give me that look” “please don’t fly” DYING omg
That owl is 30000000% done
every time this video graces me with its presence i feel obliged to reblog it
This gives me great joy