if you dissociate hard enough you can eavesdrop on conversations you’re a part of
i don’t remember making this post
you made the claim and then you proved it
Jacob Holguin (via wnq-writers)
S/O to all the people doing jobs they absolutely hate in order to eventually put themselves in a better position in life. WE ARE ROOTING FOR YOU ALL!
sons crying thanks
the calm before the storm
That’s the kind of power walk you see in a man who’s going to slap it more than once
sorry i’m late, professor. i’m disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis
house911md, Unexplainable Tears (via wnq-writers)
thank god he’s okay
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via wordsnquotes)
^^ real talk ^^
what the fuck
Okay but knowing Danny’s stories that he shared through Game Grumps this is such an awesome anthem both to himself and everyone who thinks that they’ll never be anything and aaaa?
I mean he’s such a major inspiration to me knowing that he worked hard and achieved his dreams which mean anyone can, even someone like me 😭❤️
⭐ Danny Don’t You Know ⭐
One time I used my retail voice on a coworker and she was like, “Don’t use your customer voice on me, I know you’re dead inside like the rest of us, it’s just frightening and weird”
The other day I asked for a table for two in my customer voice and the waitress squinted at me and I cleared my throat and said “Sorry, still in service mode” and she dropped hers and we swapped stories about our day and my boyfriend was like “You two just became two entirely different people in like .5 seconds…”
I can be bitching up a blue streak about a customer-from-hell while the store is empty, and when the phone rings swap over to my retail voice practically in mid-sentence. I even have managers and salespeople from other stores in the chain fooled into thinking I’m infinitely friendly and helpful, and my manager’s husband thinks I’m one of the most professional people in the store. One assistant manager’s daughter dubbed me Perky-Pants because she mostly dealt with me over the phone, and was shocked to the core when I dropped an F-bomb at her graduation picnic.
The acting required in the service industry is beyond the pale. My cousin freaked out when she came to see me at work because I was all smiling and nice while helping someone who was asking inane questions and who basically forced me to walk them to the product and put it in their fucking hand but I was nice as pie until I turned around to walk away and my demeanor changed back to normal and I muttered “what a fucking moron” under my breath as I got back to my cousin. She just looked at me shocked and said “no wonder you’re so exhausted when you get home.”
this is actually referred to as emotional labor in criminology, and is considered one of the hardest forms of labor
The art of bullshit is strong in the service industry
me: lol I don’t need to date anyone. nor I’m interested in being in a romantic relationship
me: sees my fav fictional characters / celebrities
Me: fking hottie. Totally wanna kiss. Good lord. Husband. there he is.