Skrybspryt

SAHM, disabled, late 40's fanfiction keeps me sane!

[adz]

reddit is having a glitch where it puts the wrong captions over photos and it’s the only thing i care about right now

[dietspam16]

[mgsr]

cats will be like please i need you to watch me wiggle around on this carpet please hey look look please look at me i’m wiggling

[fuck-customers]

Was cleaning my room and I found my old work uniform and this situation pissed me off all over again and I wish these situations were easier to prove and report.

At a previous job, we had little good work badges. Like if you go above and beyond, the manager would recognize that and "reward" you with the little badge of recognition.

I say "reward" because that's all you got- a metal badge. No raise, no promotion, not even the memed pizza party.

I'd been noticing that my coworkers had a lot of those pins. Everyone else had at least one (I had one from a previous manager) but most people had at least 3, some even had 5+. This didn't bother me too much, as I knew my coworkers were all good workers who deserved it.

The problem came when my manager said we needed to get our participation numbers up and specifically said that if we all got customers to participate in the survey on their receipt, we'd get the pins. So I asked every single customer to do the survey when I gave them their receipt, as did all my coworkers. And eventually the survey numbers improved. Yay whoohoo whatever.

But then every single one of my coworkers got at least one pin, some got multiple, except me. There were so many that my manager couldn't hand them out quick enough and put all of the reward pins on the announcement board in the break room.

Every. Single. Fucking coworker got at least one. Except me. I had felt like I was being taken advantage of/not given credit/appreciation that I deserved. Before, I was able to brush it off and make excuses.

But seeing all those recognitions for literally everyone except me really solidified the feeling I had in the back of my mind that I was trying to suppress. That I was just the store scapegoat. The shit cleaner. The one to do all the shit work no one else wants to do and doesn't get treated like part of the team.

Fuck that place. Things might be rough sometimes, but I'm so so glad I don't ever have to go back there again.

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[pippindot]

Pip had a good weekend at our home club's rally trial. We did a rare back to back Triple Q attempt (only because it was held at our home field--usually I only try a Triple Q once per weekend). We have been having some rough goes of it, with a droopy performance in early May, a very silly performance that included our first Master NQ (and thus a failed triple) two weeks ago, and then squeaking by with some less than stellar scores on Saturday. I have been feeling a bit shaken up by the whole thing. Dog sports have taught me a lot about perseverance that I never really learned growing up, but I'm still not perfect 😂 But today, our second day of triple runs in heat and humidity, Miss Pip pulled off three 99s (!!!), and netted us a fourth place ribbon in Master in a class of 28 dogs! Finally put some points in the RACH bucket again, and two more Triple Qs. 5/20 down!

[fuck-customers]

Why do customers think that if they keep asking the same question the answer will suddenly change? Why do customers think it’s my problem if an item is online-only? Why do customers think it’s my fault if a machine acts up? Why do customers wait until their items are scanned before asking if we accept a certain form of payment? Why do customers?

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[love-ardour-anarchism]

Big shoutout to anybody who's fucking struggling right now who having just a real dogshit trying time right now anybody who's staying alive anybody who's staying sober anybody who relapsed but is moving forward anybody who is choosing harm reduction anybody who is seeking support when they need it anybody who is trying their best anybody whose best doesn't look that pretty right now anybody who's fucking sick and tired and doing it anyway

shoutout to the weirdos, to the struggling, to the dykes, the fags, the queers, the trannies and the cripples

shoutout to those flaring up and forced to cope to anybody who would really like to just not give a fuck but knows thats not an option to anybody who's exhausted to anybody who's alone or feels alone to anybody putting off the bad shit for just another day to anybody who's taking a nap instead of doing something permanent

I love you, the world's a fucking mess but it's a fucking better place with you in it

[fuck-customers]

1.2M views · 36K reactions | how to survive a TOXIC job 💀😅 | Taylor Black

how to survive a TOXIC job 💀😅

[fuck-customers]

1.2M views · 36K reactions | how to survive a TOXIC job 💀😅 | Taylor Black

how to survive a TOXIC job 💀😅

[fuck-customers]

If I’m in the middle of helping a customer, I am not going to stop helping them to help you. Toddlers learn to wait their turn, you can too

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[mardigoth]

Fridge magnets are here!

They are so fabulous in person...so sparkly! so silly! so friend shaped!

I have them priced between $10 and $20 to keep them affordable, so if you've been wanting your own Desk Buddy but money's an issue, I've got you fam! Fridge Buddies are also perfect if you don't have much surface space, or if you have cats that like to knock trinkets over. Joy! Whimsy! Sparkle! The power of friendship! Now with super strong magnets to adorn your fridge! Adopt a Fridge Buddy today! Pride magnets coming soon! https://mardigoth.etsy.com

[fuck-customers]

New rule at work that we all have to wear hi-vis vests while in the building, even before we clock in/on break: annoying but fine, I guess

Work providing said vests: as they should, if it's part of mandatory uniform

Literally all of said vests being a size 'large' even though that doesn't fit over half the team: wtf

Velcro on said vests being exposed because they don't fit or do up: wtf?

Exposed velcro giving me severe friction burn and literally drawing blood by the end of my shift: wtf??

Anyway fuck my boss fr for this one, it's either that you didn't bother thinking this through or that you can't afford to buy vests that actually fit your staff, either way you done fucked up

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[mardigoth]

Fridge Buddies!

Coming tomorrow! Super sparkly fridge magnet friends! And another awesome sun catcher!

[fuck-customers]

If you're going to order something at a restaurant, call it by the fucking name on the menu. Yes, sometimes the names are stupid and dopey sounding. Say it anyway. That way we know exactly what you want.

And going to a cfk and asking for "the one with the chicken" is just about the most useless piece of info you can give if you've forgotten the name of what you want/can't find it on the menu in time.

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[fuck-customers]

🫩🫩🫩I feel like I’m crazy for feeling this way but like Why the fuck is it apparently so impossible for companies to set up a goddamn automated rejection email. If I didn’t get considered then FINE JUST TELL ME SO I CAN STOP FUCKING WAITING!!!!!! *shaking bars of enclosure like an enraged monkey, foaming at the mouth* LET PEOPLE KNOW IF THEYRE REJECTED SO WE CAN MOVE ON

I also hate (but still apply anyway) the websites where they don’t have a real “Career positions” page, you just put your name, email, phone number, and resume in and that’s it. How the fuck am I supposed to remember or keep up with that “application” fucking useless

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[fuck-customers]

Algorithmic Monocultures in Hiring - Stanford Digital Economy Lab

[fuck-customers]

A customer came in earlier while I was unfortunately placed on register at the store I work inventory at.

It was an older man, very redneck, and he was immediately pissed because he received a bill for our store credit card with a due balance on it.

He insists he paid it all off and there should be no balance due on the bill.

I call over the radio for someone who actually deals with our credit cards and was told they were on our way, and while waiting I began asking the guy about the actual statement, as he had only produced the bill and a couple receipts. He said there was no statement and just a bill and I nodded, asking a few more things just to get information since I was previously an accountant for 3 years and actually had a lot of experience with stuff like this.

He doesn’t cooperate at all, begins yelling at me, saying I’m not listening, that our store is scam and that the card is a scam (it sort of is it’s got a huge interest rate) so I have to explain I’m not arguing I’m just trying to get more information to help.

As soon as a few MALE coworkers actually come over because they heard this old fucker yelling at me, he immediately calms down, soothed by the presence of so many testicles. One of the other managers explains it’s a bank issue, not a store issue, and there’s nothing we can do, he needs to call the bank using the number clearly printed on the bill.

The man is seemingly satisfied by being told this by someone with a dick, and had refused to listen to me when I asked if he’d been able to contact anyone actually from the bank, he then insults me, calling me ‘worthless and stupid’, shakes the other managers hand and then leaves.

The other manager gave me a look that said he was obviously tired of this man and told me I didn’t have to be on register again.

Posted by admin Rodney

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