#strider speaks

[stridersanctuary]

last post made me think isnt maryam a vampire does that count as cannibalism like youre only drinking their blood does cannibalism even include drinking blood or do you get a pass on that like do you have to get a special blood drinker card specifically distinct from the cannibalism card that can be obtained next door is there a word for blood drinkers that isnt vampire what do we call vampires can we call them liquidists

[solarpunkandtea]

One of my favourite sensations is when you are super thirsty and just CHUG a massive jug of ice cold water. 

[danger-david]

tfw your in class and for whatever reason you cant/dont feel like talking and your friend asks you a question and you sign the answer and theyre like ‘i dont know sign language’

thank you Becky(not her real name) i dont know english

[waitingfortimetoend]

How to do good eyeliner

Step 1: line your waterline with black eyeliner Step 2: cry

[stridersanctuary]

im tired as fuck what the hell is there to do just kinda chillin on a roof cause thats a cool thing to i guess but like shit theres nothing really to do im like sonic the fuckin hedgehog in this bitch except significantly more slow unless you count time travel as a means of going fast which i guess that counts but it feels like cheating youre not running youre just going back in time and walking there before the race even started so you can conveniently be there before your opponent gets there

[solarpunkandtea]

My partner used to volunteer on Thanksgiving every year with this church to pass out a decent Thanksgiving meal for the homeless. Handing out plates of stuffing, turkey, pie and such. But the pastor of that church moved away and the new one isn’t continuing the tradition so there is no Thanksgiving meal from that church for the local homeless population anymore.

That’s... Wow. I’m sure we can find somewhere else to donate our time, but that really twists my stomach up.

[solarpunkandtea]

One summer to help with school I was working an extra job at this outdoor bar. I usually worked nights because I had school and my other job during the day. 

I was cleaning tables one night as everything was closing down. This large group of 20-somethings gets up to leave and I wander over with my bin, bag, and rags. Suddenly this very old, very large man yells:

“Hey! Did you leave her a tip?!”

The group kind of look around in confusion and the old man pointed at me.

“She’s probably working here to pay for school and you lot left a huge mess! You could help out by at least leaving a tip.”

They ignored him and left. I cleaned their table and as I went to collect the old man’s glasses he handed me $20. You know what people usually left me as a tip? Twenty-five cents. Sometimes if I was lucky I might get a loonie.

“You’ve been diligently working all night. You deserved this.”

I had tears in my eyes I was so touched. He didn’t have to stick up for me. He didn’t have to give me such a generous tip. He’d had maybe 2 beers and just hung out listening to the music all night. 

I think that was the kindest and best experience I ever had working a service job. You don’t have to leave big tips, but man, that validation meant a lot.

[solarpunkandtea]

I once got a very strange piece of advice from a manager:

“If you need to call out, for any reason, just tell the person taking the call you have diarrhea.”

“... Why diarrhea?”

“Because there is no one in this world who wants to follow up on that. No one is going to pry, even if they suspect that might not be the reason, no one wants to risk having to hear about diarrhea.”

I’ve never tested this theory.