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disastersafe

Protect yourself during earthquakes!

If possible, DROP! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using cane, DROP! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using walker, LOCK! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using wheelchair LOCK! COVER! HOLD ON!

thatdisasterauthor

Oh, this is good! Very good! Must look into this organization more to see what else they might have.

zinjanthropusboisei

Earthquake Country Alliance is fantastic! I use this image all the time in my classes as an example of efficacy and accessibility in disaster info. They helped create the Great Shakeout drill as well!

nervous-jester

HI!!! As a person who lives in a country shaked by big earthquakes every few years, we have been receiving information on how to properly take cover. The MOST important thing they remind us is that DO NOT GO UNDER FURNITURE! You are supposed to create a "triangle of life"

The reason behind this is that

a) You don't know if the furniture is strong enough to protect you if something falls onto it

b) you can easily be trapped between a wall and something that falls in front of you

So do "Drop, Cover, Hold On" (and cover your neck and head with your hands to protect your upper spine!!) but avoid going UNDER things!!!

This method will also give you more places to take cover, even when the earthquake hits when you're asleep!

Another very important thing is -if you live in an earthquake zone- to keep an emergency earthquake bag within your reach in your room. Most important things are obviously water and food that wouldn't go bad quickly but a whistle, torches, flashlight, first-aid kit, a powerbank, some money and even a copy of your ID can be life changing to have with you at times of need.

Be safe!!

lesbianshepard

disastersafe

Protect yourself during earthquakes!

If possible, DROP! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using cane, DROP! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using walker, LOCK! COVER! HOLD ON!

Using wheelchair LOCK! COVER! HOLD ON!

thatdisasterauthor

Oh, this is good! Very good! Must look into this organization more to see what else they might have.

zinjanthropusboisei

Earthquake Country Alliance is fantastic! I use this image all the time in my classes as an example of efficacy and accessibility in disaster info. They helped create the Great Shakeout drill as well!

nervous-jester

HI!!! As a person who lives in a country shaked by big earthquakes every few years, we have been receiving information on how to properly take cover. The MOST important thing they remind us is that DO NOT GO UNDER FURNITURE! You are supposed to create a "triangle of life"

The reason behind this is that

a) You don't know if the furniture is strong enough to protect you if something falls onto it

b) you can easily be trapped between a wall and something that falls in front of you

So do "Drop, Cover, Hold On" (and cover your neck and head with your hands to protect your upper spine!!) but avoid going UNDER things!!!

This method will also give you more places to take cover, even when the earthquake hits when you're asleep!

Another very important thing is -if you live in an earthquake zone- to keep an emergency earthquake bag within your reach in your room. Most important things are obviously water and food that wouldn't go bad quickly but a whistle, torches, flashlight, first-aid kit, a powerbank, some money and even a copy of your ID can be life changing to have with you at times of need.

Be safe!!

strandnreyes

“I don’t like this song because I can’t relate to it” skill issue. I’m mad at my husband I love my girlfriend I’m a lone cowboy I’m growing old I’m growing up I’m depressed I love my friends I’m perpetually horny I’m drunk at the club I love my husband again

evilkitten3

i'm trapped inside a whale but so is the guy who bankrupted my mom

the-haiku-bot

i’m trapped inside a

whale but so is the guy who

bankrupted my mom

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

valtsv

being both antisocial (and/or poorly socialised in your formative years) and lonely is like some kind of fairytale witch's curse. you observe other people and wonder how they seem to always be experiencing enthusiastic and fulfilling human connection with one another. you try to be as likable as possible - kind, and helpful, a sympathetic listener and compelling conversationalist; you make beautiful things and work hard to better yourself wherever possible. but it all rings hollow, and it never seems to last. you never feel like people really like you, though you know that they would like you even less if you didn't try, if they thought about you at all. you suppose you must simply lack some essential quality that enables you to maintain relationships. no matter how many attempts you make, you always seem to trip over the first hurdle. you don't follow up. you don't message first. you're always staring off at something in the distance that only you can see. you offer superficial gestures of affection with increasing desperation until the novelty wears off and people learn to see past the painted mask to the blank void beneath. you do your very best, always; you know all the right moves, but your... well, there just isn't anything in it. you lack sincerity. your are found wanting in every sense of the word. you cultivate an empty room in your heart as you hammer another deadbolt into the door and tell yourself that nobody wanted to come to your party anyway (a stack of handwritten illustrated invitations sits in a tidy pile on your desk, unsent).

svdcvnt

Everything I’ve Ever Let Go Of Has Claw Marks On It

gloriesunsung

To save someone else going through eleventy billion reverse image searches - the sculptor is David Altmejd.

Thought 2, 2019

valtsv

does anyone else remember being in, like, middle school and every adult over the age of 30 being like “drawing or writing on your hands is literally the most EVIL thing you can do and can KILL you”

sh12pen-bookfan

My friend once put her maths homework in a bottle of water and drank it, then became ill and wasn’t able to go to school the next day, pen ink is really bad y'know

get-thee-to-a-shrubbery

ok but you see what the difference here is, right? like you see the difference between drawing on your hands and drinking homework juice, right??

json-derulo

the past three weeks in a row, partner has gone to chipotle and been served by the same employee who, in bold defiance of the testimony of his own eyes and ears, ardently refuses to believe carnitas exist

json-derulo

partner: “Hi, could I please have a bowl with white rice, black beans, and carnitas?”

employee (completely blank expression): “No.”

partner (autistic) (socialscript.exe encountered an unhandled exception) : “…Uh. Um. Sorry?”

employee: “We don’t have that.”

partner (wondering if perhaps he put too much of the authentic accent on the word and that’s what’s throwing the guy): “You don’t have…(pronouncing it whiter) carnitas?”

employee (face still unreadable): “No.”

partner (looking at the near-full hotel pan of perfectly normal carnitas in its usual place on the other side of the glass) (noticing this employee looks unfamiliar) (maybe he’s a new guy that just started five minutes ago with no training?) : “The…pork?” (pointing at it)

employee: “We don’t have pork.”

partner (beginning to wonder if he’s the one that’s losing it) (desperately looks to the menu on the wall behind the employee) (the menu lists carnitas as a protein option) (the word “carnitas” is not crossed out or taped over or otherwise adulterated) (carnitas have been on the standard menu since at least 2016) : “Okay. Um. Are you…sure?”

other employee working the toppings part of the line (familiar) (have seen her before) (she has cool earrings): *gives the new guy a strange look, nudges him aside, and scoops the carnitas onto partner’s bowl before continuing with the other toppings*

Repeat conversation again the next week. And the next. Same guy. If it’s a bit, no one is laughing, including the employee.

json-derulo

theories I’ve considered:

- the employee keeps very strictly kosher/halal/vegan and refuses to handle pork (understandable, I respect that, but if you’re gonna work at a place that serves pork I do kinda feel like when someone orders it you’ve just gotta tap in a coworker to do it for you)

- someone did something gross to the carnitas and the employee is trying to warn people not to order it (??? throw it out then? also, three weeks in a row???)

- the employee is a space alien who views humans as so similar to pigs that for us to eat them is tantamount to cannibalism

json-derulo

- the employee is the lead in a kdrama romance about a pampered, clueless chaebol heir who is sent by his father to work in the company’s restaurants for a year in order to prove he’s ready to take over as CEO. he’s dumb as rocks but they can’t fire him or even correct him that harshly due to the power gradient. partner is just a minor reoccurring character, and the interaction is kept the same from week to week to highlight the development of the relationship between the employee and his love interest with the cool earrings (even if the restaurant is literally a fully-branded Chipotle, that’s somehow still not enough product placement for me to believe this is a real kdrama)

json-derulo

After reviewing again with partner, evidently I forgot a detail that set this week’s carnitas denial dance apart from the others.

partner (well aware of what he’s getting into with this guy now): “Hi. Could I please have a bowl with white rice, black beans, and pork?”

employee: “We don’t have pork.”

partner (demonstrating a level of patience only a public school teacher could have): *points at the pan of carnitas* “Could I please just have some of that?”

employee (after several slow, confused blinks): *points at the same pan* “That’s steak.”

partner (looking at the hotel pan they’re both pointing at) (it is filled with shredded meat of a pale beige color) (at the other end of the row of pans is another pan containing dark brown, lightly charred meat chopped into small pieces): “Okay.” *deciding he’s willing to play in this fantasy space if it gets the job done, he points at the first pan again* Then could I please have the steak?”

employee: *starts to reach for the pan at the other end containing the actual steak*

partner: "Oh—no, sorry, this one please?" *points at the first pan containing the carnitas*

employee: *blinks, then just walks away and starts helping the next customer in line, leaving partner's bowl unfinished*

other employee with cool earrings: *rolls her eyes at new employee, takes partner’s bowl, and fills it with carnitas herself*

new theories:

- the employee is a bridge troll who will only dole out his delectable carnitas to those who prove themselves worthy by correctly answering his riddles three

- the employee is stoned out of his mind at all times on a specific strain of weed that totally erases the concept of pork from his memory and awareness