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@senoigh
Help!! There was this post from someone that was a paramedic or nurse or something offering to help make their Pitt fanfics medically accurate and now I can’t find it! I’m writing another fic and need help with a particular scene in it. Can anyone help me locate the person or post?
I legitimately do not understand how anybody has the energy to hate something/someone. That shi is so exhausting
I’ve been seeing hate on Noah because he’s getting blamed for Samira’s character being written off (highly unlikely btw, one producer does NOT have that kind of decision-making power) (plus we don’t even know if she’s being written off completely, 1 season = 1 shift, she could come back after her fellowship 🤷♂️)
I’ve seen people hate a character to the point of writing them being murdered (lowkey if that’s how you wanna vent go for it, but do remember that while the character is fictional, the actors and writers are real people and to keep those things separate) (also, consider therapy if the idea of murder or someone getting hurt/dying makes you feel better about a situation (half-joking))
I’ve seen people hate on ships (say it’s not for you and move on, don’t make it everyone else’s problem 🙄) and fanfics, which is always uncalled for because writers do that shi FOR FREE and in THEIR SPARE TIME and most of the time WHILE ALSO WORKING A FULL TIME JOB. They do it for the love of the game, and we as readers are not entitled to ANYTHING from them.
I ain’t got the time nor the energy to be hating on things, and I’m most definitely a happier person as a byproduct.
not knowing how to respond to messages and forgetting about them for so long that it becomes impossible to respond to them without it being weird is the bane of my socially awkward existence
LETTING THE DAYS GO BY
LETTING THE WATER HOLD ME DOWN
Grandma rules!
WHERE DO I BUY THESE!?
It’s been a long time since I’ve felt so personally attacked.
just had an idea. ginadryl. it’s when you take 5 benadryl with a big glass of straight gin and let god decide what to do with you
The idea that ace people are just "straight people who want to be special" is SO FUNNY like can you imagine waking up and being like "I think I will swear off sex forever........ for the clout" like asdfghjkl okay aphobes
Also the idea that ace people are inherently homophobic, also hilarious. "Hmmm I don't like the idea of two people of the same gender having sex sooooo I think therefore I personally will not have sex ever." LKJHGFDSA WHAT.
And don’t forget that the idea that ace people will “consume all the LGBT resources” - I’m rolling. “Ho ho ho time to get my grubby Str8 hands on all the Gays-Only resources hee hee hee gonna check out books from the Gay library, gonna get some Gay counseling for my Gay trauma, ha ha ha all it will cost is my entire sex life :)” WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN SJSFKREWJR
I NEED THIS TO BE A REAL FILM (xxx) @editingiseverything
shout out to ace and aro kids who are constantly bombarded with the opinion that sex and romantic love are directly connected to living a happy life.
Y’all are just reblogging this at the speed of sound tonight
Since it’s almost valentines day, and this message is about to get hammered in even more, reblogging this again.
One time I used my retail voice on a coworker and she was like, “Don’t use your customer voice on me, I know you’re dead inside like the rest of us, it’s just frightening and weird”
The other day I asked for a table for two in my customer voice and the waitress squinted at me and I cleared my throat and said “Sorry, still in service mode” and she dropped hers and we swapped stories about our day and my boyfriend was like “You two just became two entirely different people in like .5 seconds…”
I can be bitching up a blue streak about a customer-from-hell while the store is empty, and when the phone rings swap over to my retail voice practically in mid-sentence. I even have managers and salespeople from other stores in the chain fooled into thinking I’m infinitely friendly and helpful, and my manager’s husband thinks I’m one of the most professional people in the store. One assistant manager’s daughter dubbed me Perky-Pants because she mostly dealt with me over the phone, and was shocked to the core when I dropped an F-bomb at her graduation picnic.
The acting required in the service industry is beyond the pale. My cousin freaked out when she came to see me at work because I was all smiling and nice while helping someone who was asking inane questions and who basically forced me to walk them to the product and put it in their fucking hand but I was nice as pie until I turned around to walk away and my demeanor changed back to normal and I muttered “what a fucking moron” under my breath as I got back to my cousin. She just looked at me shocked and said “no wonder you’re so exhausted when you get home.”
this is actually referred to as emotional labor in criminology, and is considered one of the hardest forms of labor
The art of bullshit is strong in the service industry
HOW DO I REBLOG THIS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
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Bi culture TikTok
Wow. The patience, kindness and calm communication skills. Outstanding.
From raindovemodel
So good, got me right in the feels!
Well this is an interesting problem.
Turned on the lights because Toffee was being ridiculously noisy, only to see:
The lid is on and 100% locked via the handles.
How have you done this thing you did, boy.
THE SAGA CONTINUES
I wadded up a bunch of tissue to shove into the gap, until I could get something done about it. This didn’t stop Toffee from trying to escape.
Gorgeous. I stayed up, partly out of paranoia, and he decided to keep trying to noodle his way out until gone 2am. Fun fact: I get up for work at 5am.
But he went back into his cave eventually, and was still there when I woke up. I was fairly certain that he’d manage to get out while I was at work, though, and decided whatever–I can close the door, it’s a tiny room, and there’s no way for him to get under the floorboards or into the walls.
Popped into B&Q on my way back from work to get some wood to plug the gaps with, came home, and yep…
He made short work of that.
I start looking in the obvious places, not super panicked. If you’ve followed me for a while, you may remember the saga of the last time I lost him: he was out, sitting on my lap, and then he wasn’t. Five hours later, after tearing apart the house, I found him inside my bed frame. Anyway: behind and around the rack, behind the 15kg bag of substrate I have that takes up 90% of my floor, under the bed–nothing.
Put my bag down on the bed, glance at the pillow and wait a minute.
Jackpot.
Don’t give me that face.
The moral of the story: check your rubs regularly! When I first got this one and safety-proofed it, there was no way Toffee even could’ve thought about fitting between the lid and the tub, but through use it’s warped enough to provide a quick exit route.
Oh my god Toffee’s head squished into the tissue, oh god this is the best snake picture ever.
That is one determined noodle.
The hospital staff announcing my birth to my parents:
