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I can’t be mean and grouchy. I’ve got the “other people have it worse” brain. I force a smile constantly because I’m the middle of better and worse (middle child syndrome).
Sometimes I’m mean and grouchy. If you were in pain every waking moment then you’d be mean and grouchy sometimes too.
No real update today…
Here’s the turtle I drew that my bf requested a week ago.
I didn’t make it to max but it was fun to bap everyone. Made new friends and learned some new stuff about tumblr.
Update: tablet died as soon as I finished drawing this.
I’m happy where I work.
Doesn’t mean I think it’s the best. Doesn’t mean they don’t take advantage of me and my coworkers. Doesn’t mean they didn’t lie about the companies they work with to improve the company’s lives.
I’m getting my sinuses worked on next week… I’m glad to be able to afford it.
I’m happy.
I’m happy that the day will come soon… soon that eyes will be open.
The scars on my face to show I’m making through life. Life is supposed to be easy now.
At least I’m not surrounded by drunks in the middle of the busiest zipline in the dessert.
At least I get my legally required breaks now. At least I’m numb to those who have thrown up, pissed, and shit in the public area where I use to work.
I’ve been grabbed too many times back there.
Masking a smile
Masking a smile
Masking a smile
Masking a smile…
Retail life can be fun… but it should be treated as important.
I’m not your family. I’m not your grab-at and get-away.
I’m not working for that zip line. I’m getting my minimum wage fixed.
I’m happy because people know how the store works… and it’s not a rush to upsell just to get paid less than what you sell.
$20 of 2 photos from a $8 worker won’t sell.
$20 in produce will sell better from a $16 worker.
I was a circus act. I still am. They all just look at me behind the glass.
And I smile…
Hey folks, if you want to fight back against the twitterfication of tumblr USE IT LIKE IT'S TUMBLR!!!!!! REBLOG THINGS!!!!!! USE THE TAGS TO SCREAM AT YOUR FRIENDS!!!!!!!
My boyfriend has made me love only one type of mustard.
I had never liked mustard and yellow will never be on my table…
Dijon mustard just hits different. Just making a simple tuna sandwich with it made me only like Dijon.
GOOD! I’ve had someone straight up pretend not to know English in the self checkout section and proceed to pretend to scan $40 worth of produce.
More stories from hell (retail) today I was ringing up this lady and she goes oh I want to do part of this on a gift card and the rest on normal card and I go ok and then she hands me a folded piece of paper. I think oh OK it must be folded around the gift card, right? Wrong. It is a folded sheet of 8×11 printer paper with "$40" written on the inside in ballpoint pen. I go what is this. She says a gift card. I say this is not a gift card. She says yes it is. I say this is a piece of paper with "$40" written on it. She says "well it's a gift card." I say it absolutely is not. I am grinding my teeth. She says well I want to use it. I say you physically cannot do that bc it is a piece of paper. I cannot scan or swipe it. I apologize, as if this is my fault, and not because she is completely insane. I hate it here
Rust
Change a single letter and change the word game
I want to play a game with you all.
You have to make a new word by changing only one letter of the last word.
Dirt
I’ve been getting too much money begging. I want to feel normal.
oh god what did i do
IT SUMMONS MAIL EVERYONE TRY IT
I’m having too much fun with the anonymous questions. I know I shouldn’t reveal myself by liking posts but it’s so funny to see the reactions.
I’ve got a confession.
I am a cheesy ass cryer. I cried at detective pikachu, the new x-men, and I even balled my eyes out at the young Sheldon show.
Grief hits me like a train and I am a masochist for it even if I knew it was going to happen (my bf and I watched big bang theory three times from beginning to end and do reeeaally enjoy it unironically).
This is how I end up the favorite employee.
Had a delivery guy tell me “I snapped at another place and had to take my chill pills” and tell me about his day being rough due to his mother passing. “I was loopy from the meds so sorry if I don’t remember anything”, he said the day after. I had told him he is a friend because it seemed right to keep the mood hopeful, and I do mean it just based on how he is nice to my coworkers.
Another guy has become a usual customer because I convinced him I knew the store better than my coworkers. In all reality I just did it so he’d stop yelling at a new hire. He’s nice now to everyone, and informs us if some of the shelf stackers are slacking on removing bad produce.
I don’t know how I became so emotionally numb. I blame Fremont street and being overworked+underpaid+illegally not given long enough breaks.
“Let’s see how many people I can block. I made an algorithm that automatically blocks any person who makes a post so no one will have 0 on their blocked list”
I think tumblr should be able to show you how many people have blocked you. Like not names or anything, just a rough number showing how many people have you on their blocklist. I want to know my hater stats.
I’m starting to realize “fast-food” has become a “last meal”.
No one wants to buy it when they’re hungry they want to eat it when they’re tired, sick, and wanting to wear rose tinted glasses to a past that was thinking a smaller price would be forever.
My bf is sick with a lot of reflux, so we’re going to get McDonald’s to feel somewhat sane. Not to help the stomach, but to not feel like we’re heading to an expensive void through the nostalgia of remembering $1 any size drinks and $5 cainiac meals with extra toasty toast and no damn coleslaw.
I’m sorry,but if you’re gonna shrink your nuggets and make it $14 because you have a good fry sauce and lemonade, you’re just asking me to make you my last meal.
Nope. You ended up on my page. Get booped in tags.
no one will ever know I was apart of the great 2024 boop war
Off topic, I really wish this movie would be brought back to view. This shit made me sad because it was my first time understanding death can affect people.
This movie is all for the artists mind and they had ALL the fun with it. The store is so alive that you can feel it breathe even when it’s being goofy as all hell.
Some days I wonder if being a petty child on the internet made me too prepared of people making back-up accounts to bitch at me.
Luckily, being raised in a carnival state, I’m numb to a lot.
Happy birth-year. Celebrate it year round.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!
🫵🫵🫵
it doesn't matter if today isn't your "actual birthday"
I don't really care about details like that
happy birthday!!!! you are loved, please do something nice for yourself today 🎉
My work just made a message to all stores to make an instagram ad. If I end up in one, just know that corporate probably didn’t get anyone else to do it without a bribe, and I am easily bribed by coupon cards that give me basically free lunches.
I won a pie-eating contest last year for 3 of the coupons last year. I’m that much into my black-mirror episode.