Jin looks different in every single sketch. No style consistency or whatsoever.
As promised, here are some pictures of Lyalya’s first walk outside! Look at the bushy little squirrel tail :D the sandpit was her favorite spot! She was extremely excited and threw sand all over the place
this is a fucking squirrel. this is a fucking squirrel with a cat’s head. who is responsible for this
Accurate post is accurate.
Reminds me of the time a lady told me whip doesn’t melt. Or a guy yelled at me for not understanding him/hearing him because he kept talking on the phone
For those in retail.
I worked in a Lil Caesars and a woman came in and wanted a sausage pizza with no sausage, but got mad when she was given a cheese pizza.
So when I worked at fitting room in Old Navy, a woman told me that a medium top was too small, and that the large top was too large. So she asked me to find her an “x-medium”. Old Navy carries x-small, small, medium, large, x-large, 1x, 2x and 3x. There is no “x-medium”. But she insisted, so I went and found her an “x-medium” (which was just a medium in a different color but the same top, same make, same EVERYTHING) and she goes very happily, “THIS! THIS FITS ME PERFECTLY! THANK YOU SO MUCH! See, you can do anything you can set your mind to!”
I’m a waitress at a big fancy resort, and once a woman asked me for a diet water and when I told her there was no such thing she demanded to see my manager (who then also promptly told her there was no such thing and brought her regular water).
Another occasion of stupidity occurred when a woman had been brought a steak cooked too much for her liking. I offered to take it back and bring her out a new one, cooked a little less, and she said “NO this one’s fine I just want you to cook THIS one a little less.” I then had to get the chef and have him explain why you can’t UNCOOK a steak.
When I was working at dunkin donuts there was this woman in the drive-thru who asked for a lightly toasted croissant and then started complaining that the croissant was warm. And wanted her money back, so she gave me the croissant back and I gave her the money and then she tells me “now i want my new croissant” she wanted a new one for free and as she was screaming at me this guy in a biker gang covered in tattoos leans over the counter in the store and yells “ma’am let me just tell you what we’re all thinking. fuck off, you stupid ****.” I couldn’t stop laughing and she drove away in anger.
Most of the people like in the stories above know that they’re being totally irrational, but also know that if they complain enough they’ll most likely get something free or discounted. So really most of the the nonsensical fucks are actually just cheap fucks with no shame or respect for people.
That last bit of commentary though.
whole new meaning for “retail therapy”
Probably my least favorite part about neurotypical people and people without any mental illness is that, they either see you as high functioning, ‘close to normal’ or ‘acceptable (like depression or milder forms of anxiety)’ and then allow you to exist and be acknowledged, but people with much more severe mental illnesses or people who are autistic who may not be that great at communication or are in some way not seen as ‘normal’ are just ignored like
either you are ‘normal’ to them because they can effectively IGNORE your illness or disability or you just are locked up in an institution or cared for by someone never to see the light of day
some people are SHOCKED to hear that lower functioning autistic people can actually DO THINGS on their own and are treated as completely incompetent and will never be competent and people with more severe conditions are expected to JUST be those conditions. They are not allowed to make informed choices, or express themselves, or to be seen as kind.
You are either ‘normal’, or locked up. No questions asked. No in-between. No reasons why.
And that scares me a lot.
And then ONE THING HAPPENS where you show that illness and WHOOPS people never trust you again good luck getting viewed as normal and sane ever again.
And it really sucks when people see your illness as something that can be exploited and used to their advantage. They can exaggerate or full on lie about you and your history and no one who knows better will ever question it because hey, they’re healthy and you’re nuts.
Those kinds of people terrify me.
i think i can accurately say that i can crush a man’s head with my thighs
the notebook problem: you see a notebook. you want to buy the notebook. but you know you have like TEN OTHER NOTEBOOKS. most which are STILL EMPTY. you don’t need to notebook. you’re probably not gonna use the notebook anyway. what’s the point? DONT BUY THE NOTEBOOK. you buy the notebook.