Guess who made an 84 on her anatomy entrance exam?
can I be gay in fallout 4?
Knowing Bethesda, probably
This was confirmed, but at the worst possible time. It was released that you would be able to romance any companion regardless of sex. However, at the time, the only confirmed companions were a Mr. Handy and the dog.
Nice ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
Our character is created! Now for a name! Send them in and I shall pick which one I like best, or have another poll if I can’t choose.
This is also your chance to add any accessories to this lovely girl. Send them in and I shall choose them too!
Morning reblog
I’m terrified of this culture I see on tumblr which dictates that if a person does something wrong, or makes a mistake, or displays a moment of ignorance they are trash and worthless and deserve to be torn to shreds. A human being does not stop being a human being because they said something stupid. The idea that we should all aspire to a very specific sense of social and ideological purity or we deserve to die is dictatorial and frankly frightening.
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.”
30 minutes before close, we can hear the phone ring and we will be like “AWE SON OF A BITCH YOU GOD DAMN FUCKING ASSHOLE” *answers phone* “Hello, how can I help you today?” *takes order and hangs up* ‘I HOPE THEY CHOKE IN THE FOOD”
