like if you make a cashier cry you’re evil! sorry! you don’t get a free pass! you don’t get to stand there and see someone visibly stressed and already doing everything they can to help people and move things along as swiftly as possible and act like a toddler and insult them bc you aren’t getting your way in the snap of your fingers! they’re trying their damnedest! they don’t want to be there but they’ve gotta and that involves dealing w/ ppl and when it comes to that kind of behavior! you’re ugly!
no buts! you’re just evil! sorry if that hurts your feelings but you don’t seem to care about doing that to others so! sucks huh
I appreciate this lots since I do 5/6 of these. And because of that a lot of people don’t know I’m anxious/have anxiety or therefore how to offer support
it’s unsettling when i realize that i’ve been spiraling with anxiety, but that it’s been coming out in my amped emotions or irritable behavior towards my spouses. or sister.
men: *decided women weren’t allowed attend schools, study sciences, or have access to higher education*
men: well if women are so smart then how come there aren’t many contributions from women in history huhmen: *takes credit for women’s accomplishments*
men: why don’t women contribute anything?
A continuation of this comic, and this comic.
Well the mouse has finally won, as it was expected he would. Many things are uncertain about this merger, but one thing is for sure, it’s gonna be an interesting year for Disney in 2018.
This is the pretty much the last comic in this short series, I do have an idea for one more comic relating to this situation but that’s more of an epilogue than a continuation.
me: hey how long is this thing going to last
someone: haha you just want to know when you’re off the hook
me: hah
me: (actually i just need to allocate the right expectations and backlog of energy and make sure the rest of my day falls in good accordance with it so that i don’t feel time-crunched and propel myself into a hysteria because if i don’t know how long this thing lasts or when it ends i can’t possibly know when literally anything else starts and my entire life becomes an unraveled realm of anarchy with no rhyme or reason and how is that not terrifying to you)
me: hey how long will this take
someone: oh like twenty minutes
me: ok
*an hour later*
me: *clinging to every learned social skill i can think of with the desperate hope my distress and exhaustion doesn’t show*
someone: hey we’re almost done don’t be so crabby
me: *smiling* *internally screaming at this SENSELESS CHAOS*
someone: hey do you want to do [involving time-consuming thing]
me: hey that sounds fun! when were you thinking?
someone: oh we’re doing it right now
me: oh. like. now-now? like right now. like you want me to stop what i’m doing and get up and do this thing with you, suddenly, with thirty seconds of warning. now. like this second. immediately. now?
