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How I feel about working in retail...
One of the things I hate about working in retail and being a girl is the amount of attention I get from the men and teenage boys that come into the store. They're more or less allowed to get away with whatever they want to when it comes to dealing with the girls working in retail, all because it boils down to the simple belief that they are a customer and we are at their beck and call. They can be incredibly sexist, nosy, creepy, and demeaning; I can't tell you how many times that I have been asked if I have a boyfriend/married, if I have kids, or that I need to find me a man and settle down before I'm not as pretty anymore. And the worst part is that I can't say anything back to them because that carries the weight of whether or not I'll have a job after saying it. While my manager may do his best to help me, there is only so much that he can prevent and stop. But when I'm off the clock all bets are off; your advances are unsolicited, my dating life is none of your business, my personal life is also none of your business, no I don't want to be friends with you, you are making me uncomfortable, JUST LEAVE ME BE. If I am interested in you I will let you know, otherwise you can fuck off. Just because we smile at you and make small talk doesn't mean shit, it's a part of the job; we aren't flirting with you, and if you as a thirty to forty year old man are thinking that a little nineteen year old is flirting you need your brain checked.
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Oh snap!
My little brother comes to me with a dilemma: our stepbrother got him in trouble because my brother got ice cream cones, wouldn’t let him have any, and put this boy under the impression he was feeling left out, so he went crying to his father about the “unfair treatment”. So I came up with a solution: each time I get a new box of pads or tampons, I’ll take a few out and give them to him, just so he doesn’t feel left out; after all, wouldn’t want there to be any unfair treatment.
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I look over and nudge @lagoonablues401, and say: "Lol, look, fish taco."
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Me
successfully profiled and found a lost cat thanks to a criminal minds binge someone tell the FBI to hire me
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LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK
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It is done. God help us.
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And they bitch at me for being on my phone...
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@lagoonablues401 .......duuuuuuudddddeeee.......
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This is the fucking worst Thanksgiving I've ever fucking had, and this is coming from someone whose grandmother is a conplete and total fucking psycho. I would rather be having Thanksgivong with my older sister and her family than be bitched at here, because at least they don't make me feel like dogshit.
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@lagoonablues401 Quit fucking around on Tumblr and get your shit done sister mine.
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”We never lose our demons,Mordo.
We only learn to live above them.”
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Is that Shade?
@lagoonablues401 So sister mine and I were sitting outside talking about the step-spawn and she says something along the lines of "he's just about as bad as Donald Trump and Nash Grier," and without even thinking twice I say "Nah, Donald Trump is up higher on the list. He actually makes money." And she lost it. One of my finest moments.
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Social experiment. Reblog if you actually give a shit about men who are victims of rape and domestic abuse.
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Lemme tell you some BULLSHIT.
So, my little sister *Jazmin came home today with a homework assignment of writing a five paragraph essay, with no less than five sentences each, and one single sheet of paper that she’s supposed to write her essay from. As in, she’s not allowed to use any other outside sources of information other than that one shitty sheet of information. AND IT IS DUE FUCKING TOMORROW. I am in college, and my profs don’t fuck me over like that; I get to use many different sources for my essays. Her teacher won’t let her use anything else. The kicker? The other kids in her class were handed the same assignment on Friday and were the given the entire weekend to work on it. Fucking Bullshit I tell you! Honestly, her teacher is the biggest dipshit I have ever heard of.
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Yo bitch it’s me, I got back into my Tumblr. Follow me sis, we have a lot of complaining to collaborate on.
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