#Now there is only one store that sells them

[freedarick]

I have been collecting these extremely beautiful Soso no Frieren cards. They give me joy

[icewindandboringhorror]

On average, what is the total MONTHLY amount that you spend on dining out*?

*(This doesn't only count going out to restaurants, but also stuff like picking up fast food to bring home, getting a coffee on the way to work, getting a premade sandwich from a grocery store deli during lunch, buying a quick snack from a convenience store or food cart whilst walking somewhere, ordering a pizza or any other food to be delivered to your home, etc.)

*(If you often dine out in groups/as a household: calculate and divide the costs so that you get a Per Person average. This is for YOU individually, NOT the total household/group costs)

(I'm sure polls similar to this have been made before (very common topic), I just haven't personally seen one that I can remember, so, I was curious to do my own! I was discussing this with a group of people today and it was very interesting to see how widely the number varied between individuals. :0c )

(Reblog for bigger sample size if you can, and feel free to explain your answer in tags if there's anything extra to add!)

[blueskittlesart]

NINTENDO COPYRIGHT STRIKES GOT MY REDBUBBLE SHOP

[aquanutart]

I absolutely LOVE the Squirtle/Wartortle illustrations by kantaro in Pokemon 151!

The Squirtle jumping so joyfully from the rock into the ocean, the colors are STUNNING! I love the contrast of the Squirtle's aqua blue framed in the vivid orange sky, the soft bit of blue reflecting in its shell and its tail just catching the sun, how little and squishy its body looks as it launches itself towards the water with such tremendous excitement!

The lineless style of the background gives me the feel of a travel poster and I sense the tropical environment around it from the rocks and trees framing the corners, the waterfall splashing with as much energy as the Squirtle!

The layered blues on the surface of the water and the bubbles rising at the corner make me FEEL the liquid rising to meet the Squirtle--I can just feel how the next moment it's going to break through and be immersed in a cool island swim!

And the Wartortle running along the sunset beach, this is somehow everything I always imagined for Wartortle! I adore the way the rich purple melts into the warm red/orange sky, the matching purple clouds and shadows in the foreground, and how the dimming sunlight glows red on Wartortle's deep blues!

I love how the yellow and orange of the sky illuminate the lapping waves, I can just feel the gentle motion of the sea at dusk. The aqua color of the ocean matches Wartortle's ears and tail and sets off the red-orange sand, I just love how the colors are here!

Wartortle looks so round and squishy, I love its happiness as it goes frolicking through the shallows, chasing the bubbles caught in the setting sun! The shine and deep shadow on its shell give it an almost jewel texture like real tortoise shell; I love the silhouetted splash Wartortle leaves as it goes running across the shore. It's so full of energy and delight at the end of a gorgeous day! The colors in these are SO vivid and harmonized and the style is so cute and bursting with energy and joy. I just LOVE it (also Squirtle is my starter)

[candyfloss-kittens]

A little late night shopping haul!

Got a few new art supplies, just more washi tape, mechanical pencils, glue tape, correction tape, and some Crayola stuff. Been trying to find those specific crayons for some time now, actually (now to just get that 100 pack of those Crayola markers)....

Still no g3 Venus, but grabbed the only Fearbook Draculaura that was on the shelf. Also some new little Beanie Boo plush, the grey cat in particular as it pretty much looks like my cat, and I just couldn't pass the other two up. And a new Care Bear!

And I finally got around to buying the latest Devilskin CD!

It's an EP, not a full album, but Devilskin is one of my favourite bands (also I think one of the few Kiwi bands I really listen to...), so I had to get it.

[dwarf-vader-of-middle-earth]

Really feeling the height dysphoria tonight y'all... :))))))

[plushie-lovey]

Ok. Ok tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day planned to go thru my collection

[infinitycarrot1]

I redecorated my bag after getting rid of all the ants. It's so blue hair and pronouns core now 🐟

[publicuniversalenemy]

i have obtained a SIGNIFICANT and POTENTIALLY CARCINOGENIC BIOHAZARD and im BEYOND EXCITED ABOUT THIS

[bunnyb34r]

Yay the crabs gifts came! I really hope this food I got them is good, it had good reviews. The "color enhancer" one is just dried cherries, blueberries, and grapes lol I've been bamboozled! (Not really lol this is just cheaper than buying those ingredients individually)

Mom's package arrived too and she forgot she ordered that shit sgdgdggd like I can assure you I did not buy them myself. I'm trying to forget what it was so I'll be suprised lol

Just waiting on: skates for mom (after Christmas atm :( ), 2 of those kidney bean shaped food bowls for the crabs bc I broke one and I really like them sgsgdgdg, knee pads for mom's skates, and the cat hat for our kitty/bean (she's not gonna tolerate it much so it's "also" Bean's)

So I SHOULD be done, but I might stop at a store or two to pick up some small things

[icewindandboringhorror]

Little bright colored outfit with a fun vest ~

(shoes from ebay like 10 years ago. everything else is thrifted)

[keeps-ache]

mmmmmmmnnnn cuz yeah. because the yes. and the yep

[freckleslikestars]

Of course the fairy lights around the stair railing die today of all days. I’m gonna go cry.

[killjoy-prince]

Manga haul!! I did end up going on my usual bookstore trip!!

[emi1y]

Emily's "Use Up My Leftover Mixers" Cocktail:

3 oz of that weird gin that I'm trying to get rid of as fast as possible

2 ish oz of schweppes tonic water

Wanted to use more tonic water but that bottle ran out, so also used another 2 oz of fever tree tonic water

However much is left of that guava juice that i opened forever ago

Some orange juice leftover from when I was sick and I'm not going to drink it on its own but there's so much of it left still

At this point the glass is full, so drink some to make space in the glass for ice. When you taste it, realize there's something missing so just try throwing in whatever you've got lying around. My inspiration was "first things I saw on the top shelf of my fridge"

Like a little vermouth because i forgot what it tasted like so I took a sip and was like, yeah sure whatever

A few splashes of orange bitters because I'm so obsessed with it I've been adding it to every drink i make

[foldingfittedsheets]

Mattresses, unbeknownst to many, are a lot like cars. Every year new ones roll out, they’re always tweaking and innovating and you’ll never find the same one you loved decades ago when buying a new one.

Where I sold mattresses had a three month return or exchange program for this reason. New beds take a while to break in, and they’re a big expense. Your body is used to the old one. So we made sure people were loving it. If a bed got returned we’d take it back, sanitize and clean it, then sell it again on clearance.

To sell these we always had to disclose what clearance meant to customers, and they had to sign that they knew what they were getting. (FYI, not every company is as… forthright about the used bed situation)

In clearance we had beds that were floor models, we had returns, and more rarely we had old models whose line had been discontinued. These clearance beds were always final sale, so a bed could only be sold twice.

Now, the manager at the store I was working at had realized a vital fact. Clearance beds in the warehouse didn’t sell, especially old models that salespeople weren’t familiar with. And even more especially in odd sizes, like twin extra longs. So he set up a split king on the showroom floor to exhibit clearance beds, pulling all those forgotten twin extra longs out onto the showroom.

Almost all of these were brand new discontinued models. Beds I’d never learned in training were exhumed to be displayed. The manufacturers had moved on to new lines and they’d been left behind. Why would he take such in interest in selling old stock, you might wonder? Because we made double commission on the sales margin of clearance beds, and if we’d had a bed long enough they dropped the cost in the system so it was a fucking cash cow to sell these. Even with huge discounts the commissions were wonderful so it was a win win.

When I got started I was jazzed about this program, I was so on board to sell weird old brand new beds and make a ton of money. I had a wonderful older couple come in, looking for a split king adjustable set. This was a white whale sale.

The current clearance models on the floor were a latex mattress that was brand new despite being of an age to start first grade, and a tempurpedic floor model. The couple laid down and it was like magic. They each loved the bed they’d laid down on. They wanted to buy the whole shebang.

I. Was. Thrilled. I told them about the clearance program and what that meant, and they weren’t bothered in the least. I wrote up the sale then dashed into the back, fizzing with excitement to tell my manager what I’d done.

“You sold the death bed?!” He asked in delight.

I pulled up short, my smile freezing in place. “What…?”

“Didn’t you check the notes?”

I hesitated for a long beat then slowly shook my head. You see, dear reader, all beds had a personal history. Every clearance bed had logs written up by the person who took the return, as well as warehouse crew after sanitizing. It helped us know what to expect when selling them. “Wasn’t it just a floor model? You said it was a floor model…”

He slowly shook his head. I checked the notes.

It turned out, it had been sold as a floor model. The first time. But the company had made an exception and taken it back as a return two months later. Why? Because it’s owner had passed away.

I stared at the computer in horror and my manager shrugged. “They signed the clearance form. Technically it was a floor model.”

“We know for a fact that a man died in that bed!”

“What they don’t know can’t haunt them,” he said philosophically.

The man came back a week later for more sheets, utterly delighted to tell me how well they were sleeping. I clamped my teeth down around the secret of the deathbed, choosing to let them love their new bed without the stigma. Only one person would be haunted by that deathbed, and it was me.