Nov 9, 2020
absolutely DEBILITATING cramps this afternoon folks
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absolutely DEBILITATING cramps this afternoon folks
So now that I’ve sufficiently recovered from working Black Panther last night let me tell you all a story.
It finally happened. I was finally called out, and in my own place of work.
If any of you happen to know me in real life, you might know that I’m the tiniest bit obsessed with Bojangles. It’s one hundred percent the fries, seriously. Not to mention they’re one of the few food places nearby and I can grab some on my way to work. I try not to go too often, but lately I’ve been ramping it up because I haven’t had the chance to go grocery shopping.
The point is, I go to a certain Bojangles a LOT. More than is healthy, to be honest.
So, last night I was working, and I work as a manager at a movie theater. Black Panther opened this weekend. We broke our record attendance. I was basically running around the floor keeping everything in line. I get a call to swap out a ticket for a later showtime, a simple enough process.
The lady who handed me her ticket for the swap seemed veeeery familiar, but I’m shit with faces so I figured I’d maybe seen her at the theater or something. Then she gets a good look at me.
“Hey,” says the lady to blissfully unknowing me. “I know you, don’t I?”
“Oh?” say I, fool that I am.
“Yeah, don’t you go to the Bojangles on 42? Like, a lot?”
“Oh god. Yeah. That’s me.” Mortification. Humiliation. Why won’t this damn ticket print out faster?
“I always see you there, I’m one of the head cashiers!”
Please stop talking. “Oh yeah! Hi!” Please let the earth swallow me up. Why are there people behind her? Why are there witnesses??
“You’re one of my favorite customers!” Sweet innocent smile. You monster.
“Aww, thank you. Anyways here’s your ticket haveaniceday!” I handed her the ticket and bolted for the office like the hounds of hell were on my heels.
I can usually deal with social pratfalls nowadays, but to be identified as a regular customer to a fast food establishment in front of multiple witnesses by the sweetest lady possible was a bit too much for my heavily camouflaged social anxiety.
It's extra great when a new p0/rn bot follows you that specializes in fetishizing a group you have some relation to ain't it
augh I’d definitely have more art up if my only good sharpie wasn’t shitting out on me
also someone tagged me so long ago to post ten fave albums and i kind of want to do it now but i cant remember who tagged me???
when u have a nightmare abt getting rejected by ur first choice uni and actually do a few days later
~just kylux things~ ❥ kylo waiting in hux's sleeping quarters on his bed wearing nothing but his helmet. ❥ kylo making hux come using only the force. in public. ❥ hux has a thing for fire saber play. ❥ hair pulling. lots of it. ❥ hux "helping" kylo connect with the dark side via S/M. ❥ sweaty post-combat training sex. ❥ zero gravity sex. ❥ hux roleplays as vader for kylo's birthday. ❥ kylo is horny but hux needs him to listen to his 20 min speech that he just wrote first, it has to be *perfect*. ❥ kylo fucking a nervous hux in the snoke hologram throne room where snoke could, potentially, appear at any minute. ❥ hux kissing kylo's scars. and then making some more. ❥ it gets cold on starkiller base, they snuggle resentfully. ❥ "not the neck, i don't have a stupid mask like you to hide -- oh, fuck you" ❥ blowjobs on the star destroyer bridge. ❥ hux gets hard when kylo gives him orders in that altered voice. he tries to hide this fact from him, forgetting that kylo can literally read his mind. ❥ kylo corners hux. he needs to know if the carpet matches the curtains. space shower sex ensues. ❥ kylo and hux try to find some goddamn privacy on this ship why are there stormtroopers everywhere? "they're YOUR troops" ❥ kylo turns everything in hux's life into complete chaos, his ship, his career, his uniform, his haiR his bedroom and hux is ok with it because he is so, like, pretty ❥ Star Wars: Episode VIII: Kylo Drags Hux Kicking & Screaming Over to the Light Side
new fandom, same idiot argument about shipping lesbians characters w men