Silver Tongue

Apr 25

sarcasticfina:
bedussey:
I just learned that there’s a man who shops at trader joes in Seattle and buys things in bulk and then transports them up to Vancouver to his own store called “pirate joes” because there are no trader joes in Canada. He’s gotten banned at some trader joes because of this and sometimes has to put on disguises to shop and he even hires people to go shopping for him and it’s like a secret mission. He even has a van that says “grocers without borders” and trader joes has sued him and lost. My favorite part of this is that this whole situation could be easily fixed by trader joes opening a store in Vancouver and hiring him
Fight the power

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Prepare yourselves, winter is coming.

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jumping out of helicopters is dangerous
you know they say 1 in 5 people dont even make it to the ground
what do you mean they dont make it to the ground
where do they go

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emilyheart:

got a call from a customer asking how much our betta fish were. i told her that depended on the type she wanted, and she said, “oh just your cheapest ones, they’re going to be in vases as table decorations for a party.”
i had been pleasant up until this point but my heart dropped and i couldn’t bring myself to mask my disgust. i said, “i’m sorry, but we actually don’t sell animals as anything other than pets. they’re not prizes, or decorations, or novelty items. sorry.” and she was quiet for a few seconds and then went, “…well we’re going to feed them” in that indignant, self-righteous tone customers get. i told her that didn’t matter; that simply feeding them wasn’t enough (i’m sure her idea of “feeding” them was putting some plants in the vase, happy to believe that they would “eat the roots”). i told her that no fish belongs in a vase or a bowl, and that they need a heater. she got angry. she said, “i have bettas at home, and they’re in a bowl. they’re fine.” i wanted to tell her no, they’re not fine, you are killing your “pets” slowly and painfully. but all i could manage was, “i’m sorry, but that’s not actually the proper set up, and we won’t sell living things as party decorations.” she said “ok, thank you” in a voice that was too pleasant and told me she would simply go to a different store to buy her doomed fish. she hung up and i spent the rest of my shift with tears in my eyes.
i wanted to ask her if she planned on interrupting her own party to change the water in the vases. i wanted to ask her what she planned on doing afterwards, with all these fish that she was unequipped to care for. i’m guessing they were going to be party favors for her guests–was she going to send them all home with food and water conditioner too? was she going to spend a few minutes with each guest to talk to them about the proper care for the living creature they were now tasked with keeping alive? was she sure that everyone who ended up with a betta actually wanted one, and was committed to its care? could afford to buy the supplies she didn’t provide? wouldn’t just leave it on a bookshelf and forget about it? wouldn’t come home in a month, a week, a few days, and find it cold and belly-up?
they’re small, but that doesn’t mean they don’t matter. little creatures are just as important as the big ones.

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clientsfromhell:

A friend of a friend contacted me about doing some wedding invitations, envelopes, and other pieces for her. This was my first job, so my prices were very modest.
Client: I want my invitations to be baseball themed. Just like these.
Client sends me photos of rough, but easily creatable layouts.
Me: Okay no problem. I’ll only charge $x an hour, and since these are simple it shouldn’t take me very long at all.
Client: That’s a lot more than I was expecting. I know a guy who can do these for a flat rate of (less than x).
Me: I’m sorry, I can’t compete with that. If you trust his design skill, I’d take up that offer.
Client: I can’t.
Me: Why not?
Client: He won’t do them for me.