#suck-up

[mxriviera]

Tier 7 Suck Up + Specialist Chair Warmer (with Tier 8 making its appearance! Trash Mouth) more stuff about design choices and name choices under the cut!

They're based off of office chairs, paper/plastic straws and office desk bins!

Suck-Up: to behave obsequiously, especially for one's own advantage.

You can't get anywhere without being a bit of a suck up! that's why they're (almost) at the top. I always imagined the toons had HUGE comically giant straws (its funny) and a few got sacrificed making this one. very "what the sneef im snorfing here"

Chair Warmer: an officeholder, employee, or the like, who accomplishes little, esp. a person who holds an interim position.

Chair warmer is actually the cog I made at the same time as file clerk, (tier 5) those two actually kickstarted this whole project. (it started as making specialist cogs to go with desk jockey using the other body types.) so it has a lot of mish-mash elements like a desk jockey. and to complete the desk jockey "set". Desk Jockey being the desk, Chairwarmer being the chair and File Clerk being the cabinets! It's also heavily based of off real chairwarmers, which honestly looks like they stuck grills into the chair. it doesnt look comfy but somebody who sits on a chair all day might like em!

Trash Mouth : someone who habitually uses offensive, vulgar, or rude language.

Theres not much in here that's all business, i guess words can hurt and these words hurt ALOT! I like the idea of a cog thats full of wasted paper. (its very inline of their pro-pollution/pro-waste sort of thing thats going on in ttcc) but this one is a bad idea waiting to happen lol..

i think this one should have a special attack thats like Filibuster or like Buzz word, or like jargon. but its like the swearing attack. idk its like called like bad word or like (insert censorship) but you get attacked by like the cartoony censorship symbols

behold an artists rendition (tm)

[hope-resurrected]

"Don't say that, you'll sound like a suck-up." Dude. I AM a suck-up. It's a safety net for when mental illness comes knocking on my door and I literally can't do anything. The fact that I got the teacher/coach/person in charge to like me by showing that I can work hard on the job and off means that when I can't work hard, I don't look like a complete slacker.

[vamchoir-blog]

Ass kissers. A pet peeve for so many people. {{Enjoy}}

[lizsilverman-blog]

Nerding it Up

So, I'm about to research all of my biochem professor's papers he's written.

[couldntmakeitupifitried-blog]

Countdown to fail...

So, my mother's birthday is tomorrow.  It's all very exciting, and of course this involves some sort of loving gesture.  Now I think to myself, 'Hey, wouldn't it be soooo sweet to send Mom flowers at work since she didn't take the day off? Yeah, that's it, then she will get to rub it in the face of all her snotty coworkers (I actually have no idea as to the disposition of the people she works with, but this assumption fueled my decision) that she has a kid that loves her.  Did they get flowers at work from their children? Nope. Why? Cause they raised them wrong.'  And yes, I do have this sort of elaborate inner-monologue going on fairly regularly.  I asked my friend which interweb company I should go with, and she says she recommends ProFlowers.  Neat.  I go, pick out something with snapdragons and lilies, figuring 50 bucks is a good amount, and maybe I could pick up something really thoughtful for when I see her in person, like a sweater for her cat or something.  

There I go, chugging right along, entirely pleased with myself.  I hit "BUY" and there I see my total, which is now 96 bucks for a 50 dollar arrangement, they freggin nickel and dime you for everything!!! I look up the customer service number and call IMMEDIATELY only to be informed that there's nothing they can do because it is shipping for tomorrow.  Cue meltdown and threats of going to the better business bureau, etc, because quite frankly had I just walked into the florist with a hundred dollars, I could have a topiary of her fregging head sent to her work.  In the end, he took off around 30 bucks, which I suppose can be counted in the win column.

Now that I have had some time to reflect on this whole master plan, I'm realizing that this may not end in her calling and gushing about how great of a daughter I am and how Gloria in accounting was beside herself with self-contained jealous rage.  First off, there is no Gloria in accounting as she works in the diagnostic imaging department of the hospital.  Secondly, she told me tonight that tomorrow she will be working in the ER.  Yeah....this was poorly planned.  $20 says that it never gets to her because they'll be looking for a patient with her name even though I specified the department she works in.

Firstborn fail in 3...2...

[pleasedontjudgemebut-blog]

Please don't judge me but...

I had a dream last night in which I told someone I love work and I want to be here 24/7.

[bingzhong]

Suck-up's.

I appreciate the dick-riders who see me like an older brother, but let's face it; you're pretty much asking me to butt-fuck you, and I'm in no mood whatsoever to ever do so. Boasting, as you may call it, seems to be the first thought to come to mind, is it not? But take into consideration of the following. When those around you even comment about the said dick-riding, you're a faggot, and that's what's up. Don't even question it.

Sure, some may appreciate a few followers to eventually develop a clan, but realize that once your "leader" leaves, you have nothing, not a single person to cling onto. So here is my two cent: Stop letting that vagina of yours process and go ahead sow that up and grow a pair because, in my opinion, clingers are nothing more than leeches that know the English language.