tokillapromqueen:

reddit-tales:

Workers, when have you said “fuck this, I quit”?

I used to work at McDonalds (I know). Opening usually involved me at the front counter with a headset on so I could do drive-through orders and handle making coffee / putting orders together / taking money at the front from the little old people that came in at the crack of dawn every morning. We would also have a manager who was there to be important and one person in the kitchen. We’re a small rural town so usually this is fine but we were on kind of a major highway so sometimes it would get busy out of nowhere.

Depending on the manager the amount of help we had would vary wildly. One morning we got super busy and I started cracking under the pressure. I’m a fantastic multi-tasker but my drive-through line was backing up since I was trying to juggle them and all the walk-in folks from my front registers and when it gets packed…well, it’s fun. I glance around trying to find my manager for help. I see him on one of our cameras – he’s outside smoking a cigarette around the side of the building. Mind you, this is like his third trip out to smoke this morning. I’m absolutely dying trying to get caught up. Customers are being passive aggressive saying they will come behind the counter and get their own coffee and stuff. I have people yelling at me in my headset from the drive through. I end up having to remove the headset just to try to get the frontline sorted. I start making progress with the front but I basically had to sacrifice the drive-through customers for two minutes.

Apparently the cars outside start yelling at my manager and interrupt his smoke break so he comes in, sees me with my headset off and goes berserk. He’s like “WHOS TAKING THE DRIVE-THRU ORDERS?” I’m in the middle of trying to get a fresh pot of coffee going so I sort of auto-respond “No one. Hang on.” as I continue to dash around behind our counter to grab a fruit & yogurt parfait for an order. He basically gets in my way and starts giving me shit. Loudly, talking to me like I’m a dog. I point to the camera and yell, loudly enough to disrupt the entire inside of the restaurant. “I’m these two registers, first window, second window, and I’m bagging. I’m like FOUR PEOPLE and you’re out behind the building not doing SHIT!”

His eyes go wide. I can tell he knows I’m holding on by my last thread. He’s sighs. And he’s like “You’re in a ton of trouble but we can talk about this later.” No. Fuck him. I’m done. I’m all riled up from random customers yelling at me. I toss him the headset. “You want to give me shit for not being able to run like four stations with no support? Run five. I’ll watch.” I remove my name badge.

He went to say something to me. I turn away, facing the one girl working in the kitchen who is watching this all play out. I remember telling her “I’m so sorry.” and then I dropped my name badge, toss my hat on the counter, grab a water cup, put on (and zip) my jacket so my uniform is covered up. I go to the drink fountain, fill my water cup, and then I go sit on the far side of the seating area and watch him go down in flames. He ends up ALSO taking off the headset and picking up the phone so he can spam call the whole workforce one by one trying to call for help. It’s like 5AM so no one is going to accept a call from their work number. About ten minutes into his struggle he ends up very loudly pleading with me to come back from behind the counter. I can’t even see him on the other side of the sea of people swarming the counter at this point.

I call back “I need a smoke first!” and I go outside.

I don’t smoke. I’ve never smoked. I drive home.

He ended up losing his job.

bogleech:

emotionalmorphine:

razzledazzlewaffle:

Dyscalculia is a learning disability, a lot like dyslexia, but with math and numbers. Everyone knows what dyslexia is, but for some reason, dyscalculia isn’t as well known. I want people to know about this so no more kids are gonna believe uneducated adults who tells them that they’re just lazy and no more kids are going to think they’re just hopeless idiots when they try and try but just can’t understand. It happened to me, and I won’t let it happen to anyone else.

It’s surprisingly common and is often linked to ADHD. If you’ve ever had issues, look it up – you might find things fall into place for you, too.

• Difficulty reading analog clocks^[14]
•  Inability to comprehend financial planning or budgeting, sometimes
  even at a basic level; for example, estimating the cost of the items in a
  shopping basket or balancing a checkbook.
• Inconsistent results in addition, subtraction, multiplication and division.
• Difficulty with multiplication, subtraction, addition, and division tables, mental arithmetic, etc.
• Problems with differentiating between left and right.
• A “warped” sense of spatial awareness, or an understanding of
  shapes, distance, or volume that seems more like guesswork than actual
  comprehension.
• Difficulty with time, directions, recalling schedules, sequences of
  events. Difficulty keeping track of time. Frequently late or early.
• Poor memory (retention & retrieval) of math concepts; may be
  able to perform math operations one day, but draw a blank the next. May
  be able to do book work but then fails tests.
• Difficulty reading musical notation.
  Difficulty with choreographed dance steps.
• Having particular difficulty mentally estimating the measurement of
  an object or distance (e.g., whether something is 3 or 6 meters (10 or
  20 feet) away).
• When writing, reading and recalling numbers, mistakes may occur in
  the areas such as: number additions, substitutions, transpositions,
  omissions, and reversals.
•  Inability to grasp and remember mathematical concepts, rules, formulae, and sequences.
•  Inability to concentrate on mentally intensive tasks.

I can’t even comprehend what it might be like being a human who doesn’t have all of these characteristics. I don’t know how a brain can possibly just “remember” how to do long division or know what ten feet looks like.

I can’t even accept that a car is more than like nine feet long. Ours is fifteen feet long, and even standing next to it, my brain is POSITIVE it’s small enough to fit in a bathroom.

ser-fredrick:

theinconceivableglueman:

whiskeyfae:

bogleech:

creative-classpect:

gyrosneverdie:

type-one-conservative:

jooshbag:

suicidalnautilus:

the-one-true-nugget:

metal-queer-solid:

uss-edsall:

Washington State (not DC) is the only state in the union where you can legally have a fistfight with somebody (with police as referees) to settle your differences

That should be a law all across the country.

Fuck. Yes.

@jooshbag ?

This is tied to an archaic law that isn’t enforced anymore.

So if you beat the shit out of someone they won’t do anything?

Oh no this is still enforced, and in fact we actually Have a few vigilante superheroes 

Like Phoenix Jones who actually patrol the streets and challenge criminals, the police usually get called, and they watch as Phoenix Jones pummels them because Phoenix Jones is actually an MMA fighter. 

I gasped and my eyes got so wide after reading this

That man is AWESOME

Apparently for about three years he had an actual superhero team of people with military, medical and martial artist backgrounds he personally trained and equipped, but eventually disbanded. He didn’t give specifics, but said that some of them were “the wrong kind of people” and were too dangerous. There are really for real things that happened.

Also someone tried to be an “arch nemesis” to him named Rex Velvet, some nerd wearing an eyepatch and a fake mustache who didn’t hurt anybody but made surprisingly polished, melodramatic and goofy callout videos from an abandoned warehouse and presumably pulled some annoying pranks.

@fiiyerotigelaar

Did some research about Phoenix Jones: guy is legit. Ex-MMA fighter like the post says, but what the post FAILED to mention is this guy has legit superhero-grade equipment. His suit’s actually made of armor-plated and bulletproof materials, and it has a functional utility belt with lined with stuff like handcuffs, a stun gun, pepper spray, and the like for performing citizens arrests and non-lethally detaining actually armed and violent criminals.

Seattle actually has it’s own LEGAL batman

bruh

rapidreptile:

my mom bought a “all my children have paws” mug in an effort to disown us in favor of her dogs but she is blissfully unaware of the fact that two of her children are actually furries