mate who the fuck is in charge of netflix. “tall girl” they made a movie abt a 16 yo pretty rich smart healthy white american girl whos only issue in life is that shes 6'1. like not to act smart but im pretty sure theres at least 50 other different more pressing issues to represent in films rn than being 20 cm taller than your classmates. whats next ‘hi im juniper 17 my dad is billiam gates but im a gemini :(’
getting that its one picture and not four, but not getting the meme at first, is like effortlessly moving out of the way of a cyclist on the sidewalk by jumping into oncoming traffic
the other day i was perusing the dessert options in the dining hall and this group of absolute stereotypical frat boy types were also milling around the desserts and one of them pointed to the strawberry pastries and said to the others “what’s the vibe with these, boys?” and i haven’t been able to get that sentence out of my head since
cashier: I’m sorry it’s going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
old people: let me speak to your manager. This never would have happened in my day. And yet you all want the minimum wage raised. I’m going to kill you.
cashier: I’m sorry it’s going to be a 5 minute wait for your food
millennials: okay, my apologies. I apologize for the inconvenience. I’m sorry I’m here.
me, walking into a store: are you guys busy? i can come back later. please don’t push yourselves on my account. things happen
Had a baby boomer in front of me at the Dairy Queen. She INSISTED she was a Blizzard EXPERT and there was simply NOT ENOUGH chocolate pieces in her blizzard and she wanted to complain to “whoever is in charge”. She’s going on and on with this teenager. The teenager is calmly explaining they make them all the same etc etc procedure etc etc. But this woman is now yelling at the teen.
So I walk past the woman and put money in teen’s tip jar. Haven’t even gotten ice cream yet.
Woman looks at me. Turns back and yells some more with the teen. I put more money in the tip jar.
The teen smiles at me. The woman can’t think of what to say to me and stops yelling, because I’m looking at her dead in the eye like “atm is over there, I can go all night. The more you yell at her, the more money she makes.”
Aggressive generosity to combat boomer selfishness is so punk
I am Silver Tongue, I am an artist. I have many characters and you can check out my art in the art tag. I occasionally practice witchcraft though I don't do anything too complicated. I am girl 2 and don't know what else to put here.
