#a petrol station worker?

[countingstars-17]

ferrari is blue

[secretdiaryofanawkward]

it baffles me that 90% of the time i'm the only one who stops to help push cars on the street when i'm a 1,63 metres teenage looking skinny ass bitch and everyone else sees it and just drives past

[cy-cyborg]

Can we talk about how dangerous petrol stations can be for wheelchair users? Because I feel like this is something that gets overlooked by pretty much everyone.

A lot of Australian petrol stations have a sign somewhere that tells wheelchair users to beep their horn and the worker will come and help you. But not a single station I've been to has ever actually told their workers this is what they're supposed to do, so most just ignore you when you do it. I've also been sworn at by other drivers who thought I was beeping at them.

So you have to get out of the car and assemble your chair - which takes a good minute, but to be able to do that, you need to park far enough out from the pump to allow the space to actually assemble the chair, if your fuel door is on the driver's side, which usually results in you parking in a way that partially blocks the road or is too far for the pump to reach. If your fuel door is on the passenger side, you have to assemble your wheelchair in the road between pumps (and people are often not looking for something as short as a wheelchair user in that environment).

When its busy, navigating around between your car, the pump and the store is also really dangerous, because again, people aren't watching for a wheelchair user (I also have the same problem on my short prosthetics, and I imagine little people would have the same issue). I've almost been hit a few times because people just didn't see me. Pay-at-pump makes this easier and safer because you dont have to go in, but I live rurally, not every place has that option (assuming I can even reach the keypad on the pumps that do).

Then there's getting back in. You have to disassemble your chair again, which can take time. Only about a minute or so, but that hasn't stopped people beeping and yelling at me for taking too long and holding up the line for the pumps when it's busy.

My old work van was fitted with a side wheelchair lift so we didn't have to do the assemble/disassemble bit, but we couldn't use it at petrol stations because the fuel door was on the same side as the lift, which meant we needed to leave a little over a meter between the van and the pump to get out, and most pumps don't have that much reach. a few stations specifically for trucks (as in, big 18-wheeler trucks) did, but that just increased the "people can't see you" risk even more because we were even less visible to truck drivers due to truck blind spots.

It's all well and good to mandate that petrol stations have a disabled parking space out the front, but that doesn't make them actually accessible or usable to disabled drivers. We don't all have someone with us to help, we shouldn't need to. I got my car modified so I can drive it on my own, without the aid of other people, I want to be able to safely put petrol in it on my own too, which, as of right now, depends on inaccessible public inferstructure.

[octuscle]

Now open under new management (remake)

Edward Parker III rolled down the car window a crack. Peter, his driver, had switched off the air conditioning to save fuel. The fuel gauge was practically at 0.00. Here, in the middle of nowhere, they had no mobile network. The last Google message said that a petrol station would appear at some point. And Peter claimed that it should open in five minutes. Open from 10:40 am. Strange opening times. Edward's stomach grumbled. Something had gone wrong at breakfast. The car desperately needed a gas pump. And he needed a toilet just as badly. Then, like an oasis in the desert, a building appeared in the middle of endless cornfields and pastures full of stupidly staring cattle. It was 10:39:50 a.m. when Peter steered the car into the dusty gas station with the last drop of gas. At 10:40 sharp, Edward yanked open the car door and jumped out. And the moment his spotless Oxfords touched the ground, the neon sign flashed. Open!

Edward ran towards the little store where the neon sign was shining. He was far too intent on not wetting his pants to notice the leather soles of his shoes turning into a firm rubber tread. When he pushed the door handle down, he got something like an electric shock. He didn't care. The store was empty. His palm became calloused. His fingernails were black. There was a door at the back labeled "Private". Hopefully there was a toilet there. Thank God the door was open. And thank God there was a toilet. In the middle of a room full of tools, car tires and packages. It stank miserably. But Edward didn't care at all. He had already undone his belt while running, unzipped his trousers, pulled them down and dropped onto the dirty toilet seat at the last moment. And he had to shit like never before in his life. The stench was overwhelming. But the relief was immense. Edward finally relaxed again. But only for a second. Then his eyes fell on the dirty biker boots. They contained a pair of completely filthy jeans, pulled down as far as they would go. And what was even more irritating: his right hand was the hand of a construction worker, the sleeve of his shirt had disappeared. And the fabric of the right sleeve of his jacket was also coming undone. And on his chest and back, the color changed from a navy blue to a washed-out red. What the hell was going on here?

Even greater than the panic was the disgust at the stench. His left hand, still freshly manicured, reached for the toilet flush. And again he was hit by an electric shock. Panicked, he watched as his fingernails became dirty and his hand calloused. Edward's gaze fell between his legs. That wasn't his circumcised, shaved penis. That was a cheesy, hairy cock. Much bigger than it normally was. Edward had to get out of here! He hastily wiped his ass. A tight, hairy ass, sitting there on a familiar toilet seat. A man needs a good place to shit. Hehehe, this was a good place to shit. Stumbling, Edward stood up, his head spinning. He looked in the mirror. That was still his head. But the rest of him? His stiff white collar and tie knot vanished into thin air, revealing a well-toned chest. The last remnants of the finest navy blue wool on his upper left arm disappeared, and the transformation of his jacket into a washed-out and worn-out tank top was complete. I look like a fucking hillbilly, were his last thoughts before he grew a scruffy three-day fuzzy beard. His $100 haircut became a home-cut mullet. Damn, the greasy hair hadn't been washed in a while.

Loud honking from outside. "Damn, I've taken a shit! Can't you wait?" Edward shouted. He wiped his hands on the dirty cloth stuck in his pants. Washing hands was for sissies in the city. He entered the yard of his gas station.

Hehehe, he knew the dirty truck that was parked there at the gas pump. "Pete's services of all kinds" was written on the door. And Pete Jr. was hanging in the cab with a visible bulge. "Eddy, don't you always promise the best service at your gas station?" said Pete with a grin. Ed spat out the chewing tobacco and licked his lips. "Go ahead, gas station attendant. The belt buckle won't undo itself!"

Full service and guaranteed customer satisfaction. That's what Ed's gas station was famous for.

[workingclasshistory]

On this day, 20 May 1980, as part of a city-wide uprising against the US-backed military dictatorship, hundreds of taxi drivers in Gwangju, South Korea, used their vehicles to try to break a military blockade in a key turning-point in the struggle. Since the uprising began on May 18, many taxi drivers had been beaten or killed by military forces as they tried to transport wounded demonstrators to hospital. So they organised themselves, gathered around 400 vehicles then used them to try to breach the main military barricade outside the provincial office at the end of Geumnan Avenue in the city centre. They were backed up by a couple of buses, as well as protesters in the street who attempted to help clear the path using steel pipes and petrol bombs. They drove their vehicles directly at the barricade, facing live fire, attempting to smash through and drive the martial law forces from the provincial office. While the military was able to repel the attack at that time, the sight of the organised assault on the paratroopers inspired workers and residents of the city that they could confront the army and potentially win. Soon, 200,000 people were on Geumnan Avenue, and by 9 PM demonstrators had seized City Hall and begun burning down police stations. Elsewhere in the city, protesters occupied the offices of the news broadcaster MBC demanding that they show coverage of the uprising. The demonstrators also firebombed the building, although the flames were put out by MBC employees, although the station was forced to stop broadcasting at 9 PM, at which point management evacuated the building. The next day a full-blown insurrection began. Learn more about the uprising in our podcast episodes 53-56 with participants: https://workingclasshistory.com/podcast/e53-the-gwangju-uprising-1980/ https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=629393365900549&set=a.602588028581083&type=3

[xxleviathanquinsarteestxx]

"Who exactly do you think you are..." #4

Weaponstress/Kiki x Dabi ( Oc x canon )

Weaponstress meeting Dabi's Leader? This could only go well...

The next night after... Everything that happened, after all that, she was stuck thinking about him all the time. Even during her nightly patrol with Hawks, even right now while she's currently patrolling the streets of anything suspicious. She was walking by a local petrol station, looking inside, she recalled not having anything to eat that night so she thought it wouldn't hurt to buy a little thing to snack on during work.

Walking in, she greeted the worker at the register before walking over to the place where they had the warm foods stored.

Weapon: "Hmmm.. Should I go for a toastie or a pie? What am I feeling like tonight?"

???: "you should definitely get the toasted sandwich, those are my favourite"

Weapon: "hm? You think so?"

???: "absolutely... They even got cheese and bacon tonight"

Weapon: "no way! Sweet! Thanks for the... Recommendation"

She turned around to thank the kind stranger only to be greeted with a weird smile. He looked oddly familiar too. But she can't quite place her finger on it at all.

Weapon: "um.. My apologies but. Have we met before?"

???: "Oh... We might have, I can't recall.. But you have met some of my 'friends' though.."

Weapon: 'friends huh? This guy seems like trouble'... "Friends? Who exactly are these so-called friends?"

???: "oh you might know a certain someone named... Dabi"

Weapon: "... How do you know him exactly?" She asked, quietly backing away and looking around. There wasn't anyone in sight at all, just her, and this guy...

???: "he works for me. How else?.. And also, I apologize for how rude I was... Call me Shigaraki"

Shiggy: "Tomura Shigaraki"

I knew he seemed familiar. I've seen him before... He's the one who infiltrated the USJ and planned on getting rid of Toshinore. He's a sicko.

Shiggy: "No need to get all defensive. I'm not here to hurt you at all.."

Weapon: "you... Aren't?"

Shiggy: "nah. I just want to have a little chat... Dabi's taken a bit of an interest in you.."

Weapon: *blushes* '... Me?'

Shiggy: "a hero... And a villain... Heh, how interesting"

Weapon: "how so?"

Shiggy: "oh come on. You're a hero, everyone looks up to you, for as we are villains. Everyone looks down on us."

Weapon: "that isn't true... In fact, I think dabi's quirk is very.. Powerful"

Shiggy: "heh, really now?"

Weapon: "yeah have you seen him use it! It's like.. So cool" she blushes, stopping herself from ranting about how cool he was to her.

Shiggy: "I see. Could we continue this more outside? I just came here to grab more sour patch kids- I mean. Acid"

Weapon: 'pffft sour patch kids-' "sure thing, lemme grab my late dinner" she said, taking a toasted bacon and egg sandwich, taking it to the register to pay for it before heading out with Tomura.

Once outside, she looked around noticing how dead it was. Which was weird since it's usually pretty busy. She pulled out her phone to check the time, no wonder why it was so dead. It's 1 am... And she just checked Hawks message saying that she didn't need to stay out any longer since it's late.

She shrugged it off and decided to have a walk and talk with Shigaraki. As strange as he seems, he's actually kind of chill. But as usual she's keeping her guard up while talking to him.

"Hm" she thought to herself for a second before writing something down on a piece of paper and handing it to him.

Tomura: "uh... What's this?"

Weapon: "my number, could you pass it to Dabi next time you see him?"

Tomura: "Pffft what are we? Friends?"

Weapon: "well you said it yourself, you just wanted to talk didn't you?"

Tomura: "ugh, you got a point... But" He came to a pause, moving a but closer to her and slipping the paper in her pocket in her jeans.

Tomura: "it would be better if you gave it to him" he suggested, backing away a bit

She was surprised at the sudden action but thought about it to herself. Yeah it would be better if she gave it to him instead. She continued eating her sandwich to fill herself while also occasionally talking to Tomura. She also had this strange feeling that she was being watched, and she can't seem to rid herself of it. Though she shrugged it off whilst listening to Tomura talk about something of his.

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Once finishing off her sandwich she continued walking off with Tomura and chatting to him for a bit, hm, for a villain he's actually kind of chill. Just like... Dabi.

She never thought she'd be on duty, conversing with another villain just cause she... Liked one of his workers? Friends? She still didn't understand their relationship. But then all of a sudden Tomura stopped in front of some bar. She looked up at the sign and then back at him

Weapon: "this your... Uhhh. Headquarters?"

Tomura: "well what do you know. It is... Thanks for talking and walking with me. I can see now why Dabi likes you."

Weapon: "i- uhm- thank you, it was nice talking to Dabi's boss"

Tomura: "haha boss. Okay, I have to go now. I'll see you around... Weaponstress"

Weapon: "next time I do I'll have to catch ya" she joked before turning around and started making her way back to her apartment.

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Tomura gave her one last smile, this time, a more genuine one. Before he walked inside, going down the set of stairs and up to the bar to sit down on a stool, he took out his packet of sour patch Kids and began munching on them.

Not so long after he came in, Dabi began walking down the set of stairs too, looking down to see Tomura, he walked up to him. Clearing his throat.

Dabi: "so... You were with weaponstress?"

Tomura: "heh, you were stalking us weren't you?"

Dabi: ".... "

Dabi: "what's it to you?"

Tomura: "oh nothing, I was just asking that's all" he answered, chuckling to himself before looking up at Dabi.

Tomura: "pretty, but she's not my type. So don't worry, she's in your hands."

Dabi: "okay. So... What we're you two talking about?"

Tomura: "oh I was just ranting to her about my hatred for all might and also talking about some other things"

Dabi: "sick"

Tomura: "and she was also talking about how cool your quirk is" he mentions with a smirk.

Dabi stood there, blushing at the fact that she liked his quirk. It made him get a few ideas for what he's gonna do to her next time he sees her.

Dabi: "I see... Thanks for telling me that, Shigaraki." He said before turning around and walked up the set of stairs again as he started making his way back to his apartment as well... Not knowing that both him and Kiki live in the same apartment... Who knows what could happen next..

Authors note: Hiya!! Late update, it's usually nightly. But I fell asleep last night due to being overtired lolz. But also I hope you enjoy this?!!! And yes, Tomura and Kiki are besties to be 👀👀

[albatris]

I'm mixing up names and pronouns so sorry about that but can I please hear more about the vampire who thought they were hungry for someone's baking when they were really thirsty for blood 🥺that excerpt was so neat

:D yay I'm glad you liked it!! thank u for the kind words...!!

that's Nat! poor guy. he recently woke up on the side of the road covered in mud in his rental car with no memory of the past ten days... oh, and he's somehow turning into a vampire now! surprise!

so ya, he has no reason initially to suspect the mystery delicious scent he keeps smelling is human blood.... he doesn't know vampires exist let alone that he is one!! he's just broke n hungry n thinkin about sweet baked goods......

he's an anxious, awkward lad with a big heart and lots of feelings about things. he loves animals! especially cats! and in the story will soon come into possession of a very odd ugly scrungly rescue cat named Grub, who is the light of his life c: he's a vegetarian and an excellent cook, and shows his love for others by cooking their favourite dishes :3 he is incredibly smart and did well back in high school, but as an adult he's rather apathetic and unmotivated, n struggles with his self-esteem quite a bit 😔

Nat works (mostly) night shifts at dodgy petrol station chain Stop 'N' Go, where he takes naps on the clock and encourages shoplifting. he becomes a manager in book two purely by accident, but doesn't stick at it very long

he has schizotypal personality disorder too (like me!), which means he struggles a lot with paranoid ideation and social situations, as well as some mild psychosis. he struggles to make and keep friends, but he really does love people and being included in a friendship group, even if he's pretty nervous. his desperation for friendship often leads to him overextending himself though - kiddo will do almost anything to feel useful and liked :c

Nat's character arc mostly focuses on him learning his place in the world and becoming steadfast in his own values, and LEARNING what those values are n not letting himself get pushed around so much. he's an earnest, kind-hearted dude who wants to do good in the world, and he's trying to balance this with the fact that he now has to feed on human life to survive

he's also trying to solve the mystery of what happened during his ten day disappearance...... aaaand he might end up on a quest to kill and eat the centre of the giant vampire hivemind known as "the Garble" at some point. nbd <3

Nat's vampirism comes with a monster mode! it kicks in when he's extremely stressed or extremely hungry, and has rather too many mouths and eyes and claws. in this state, he is still able to recognise friends, but it takes him a lot more effort and concentration, and he's unable to understand unfamiliar humans or vampires as anything other than food, threats, or resources. it's a painful transformation and Nat really doesn't like going monster mode. it's very scary for him and can be very dangerous for others around him. his partner Quinn and his friends Alex and Zeke can usually calm him down though..... his other friend Yvonne will stay as far away from monster mode Nat as possible, thank you very much

Nat's preferred prey is abusive bosses and dirtbag CEOs and rich pricks, etc etc etc, all of which his own personal rich prick, Quinn, helps him track down and access. he is also not above eating particularly awful customers hahaha. like. if someone is screaming in his face for no reason or it's some creepy dude harassing one of his younger female co-workers, yeah, he might just go for a little spontaneous snack. can you blame him

so yeah! that's a lil about my boy Nat! he's the protagonist and main viewpoint character of "a rental car takes a left down rake street and disappears", the horror trilogy I'm working on atm :D

[slapper-sw-h-13]

So It's now Sunday morning and my Roxanne Slapper who I fully own and have totally transformed since he was a cocky little skinhead 3 years ago 😂😂😂 (Unknown to him being a Skinhead in my book is a serious crime)

So My Slapper is being punished (Read the rest of my blog on tumblr@ slapper-sw-h-13 to find out why)

Waking up Sunday morning I immediately wanted an update on how Slapper is Fairing having put her in a Diaper for the first time as voted by the voters in a Poll I ran. It's now hour 32 out of 48. She told me she couldn't hold out any more and 💩 herself, infact unfortunately for her a BIG 💩😂😂. And she now believes homer diaper is maxed out as its heavily soaked and now has something extra added that she absolutely was dreading happen. So I Said that's good and to remember the reason why your in this diaper in the first place. I told her to send me photos of your diaper so I can show everyone what A dirty naughty girl you've been abd to remember one very important thing Slapper. DONT EVER GO AGAINST A DECISION OR COMMAND AGAIN AGAINST YOUR MADTER OR WHAT THE VOTERS VOTED FOR.

Now as part of your punishment I want you out walking and wearing your diaper on full show abd your to go to the cash machine at the local petrol station and walk through your your local shopping precinct and back home to show everyone your now there local street worker that wears a dirty filled diaper Thar will enhance your local reputation on your estate. Oh I Also want photos of you to show everyone on your blogs.

Good Luck 😂

[jetiisyandereclones]

Hey! I just wanted to say how much I appreciate your blog! Your writing is truly incredible and inspires me so much! Thank you for being here ❤️

OH MY GOD!

I havnt heard from you in ages! (Mostly my own fault.)

Life's been hellish this past year and I'm gonna take this opportunity to explain myself for why I've been so silent and non existent.

The year 2024 has tested me.

In the beginning, my brother in law had a mental breakdown due to a run in with the cops, threatened suicide (he's okay now) amd because of the association with the place he was living he decided he absolutely had to move.

Now, what this has to do with me is that I was boarding with him and my sister, in their spare room.

And i don't know if anyone here is familiar with Australian community housing, but you can't qualify for housing if the total income of the residents is deemed too high.

Because I had a job the income of the household was considered too high for my sister and brother in law to qualify for a new house so I was told that I would not be allowed to live with them any more.

So I had to make extremely last minute arrangements and ended up in a co tenancy in a week.

That turned out to be a bad decision as my housemate was in with... a bad crowd.

She also wouldn't pay any of her rent or bills on time.

By month 5 I had had enough and decided I would be leaving the tenancy at the end of my lease.

At the end of month five I got a knock at the door from the police telling me suspected drug runners had been seen peeling out of my yard.

I'd seen those bikes before, and they were definitely friends of my housemaid, although I am not sure just how deep in she was with all that mess (I suspect fairly deep, but I have no actual evidence)

I told the police I was just her housemate and worked nights so we didn't cross paths alot, and that I was planing to move in a month.

He basically told me that they were gonna be back to turn the place over, and that if I was leaving, I should leave sooner.

That was my 13th reason why. I quit my job at the petrol station, packed up my car and with the help of my sister and BIL was out of the house the next morning.

I moved back into my dads place where I went for my licence (and got it on the second attempt) and started job hunting. At that point I was looking for something with some actual perks so I looked into remote work.

A couple of months after applying around for any remote work I could find that included housing, I got an offer to work as a Cafe supervisor in a community in remote northern Territory and I jumped on it.

They flew me up to the other end of the country after my interview, for a recruitment trip so I could see where I would be living and working. At that point it seemed okay.

A month later I was moving and two days into starting my new job I realised I hated it and was horribly ill suited to do it.

So I spent about three weeks going through the right channels to figure out an alternative arenagement.

Now, getting people to work remote is a bitch and I was already up there so I was pretty confident that the company I was hired by was not gonna cut me loose, and they didn't.

I was moved to an office job where I was much better suited.

And I'm just gonna speed run what's happened over the last few months since moving up north (keep in mind my closest family is clear down the other end of the country, 5000 kilometres away, so it's just me up here)

I damn near fell in love with my team leader, and never said a thing about it cause I wanted to keep things professional and not weird in the office.

He has since left for a better paying job elsewhere.

I made best friends with a co-worker who has since been moved to the kitchen supervisor job that I didn't want, and she's so happy doing it.

One of our travelling support officers has left the company to work for a different business in the community where I live, the other Travelling support officer was moved to her next assignment.

All this left me the most senior staff member I. The office after only a month and a half. The only other staff member is also fairly... useless.

In my personal life,

My sister, who i lived with before is getting divorced soon, as she has had enough of him using her for free labor and not treating her with respect.

My brother is probably engaged to his boyfriend (who is a lovely guy) but I havnt heard any official confirmation

My mums had a health scare due to suspected complications after thyroid surgery. But she refuses to go to hospital cause she's the main carer of my young, disabled neice, and I suspect she's afraid she will be deemed physically unfit to care for her and my neice will be removed.

So yeah. After all that I managed to stumble my way into an extremely challenging, but very rewarding and secure full time job where they pay for all my housing and bills.

So... still got shit going on in my personal life but I'm in a much more secure situation now.

Between all this i just have not had time or energy to write. And I can't make any promises of anything coming out any time soon, but I still massively appreciate all the likes, comments and reblogs.

They really do make my day when I see them.

[pink-apocalypse]

My first artfight piece, of @arvemisarts’s character from my Monster of The Week oneshot last yeah heheh

His name is Ernest and he’s a werewolf thing and also a disgruntled petrol station worker hehe

[slumber-lexifer]

Messy massacre

Male Yandere x reader gn

[Warning lot of death and gore]

You were running in the woods in the middle of nowhere, there has to be a place nearby, you don't know how long you been running,you ran at sunset was up and now the moon is out, your bear foot you don't care for that, he could find you ,it's late at night and the only sound is you footsteps and panting,and crickets in the background, you see a faded light down a hill leading down you pick up your strength and push on out rough pointy sticks, rocks on forest floor, to the cold street cooling you aching bleeding feet,a petrol station your saved

you run over to the front, sliding door opens smooth cold white tiles meet your feet are probably bleeding you look around sweating, you run to the cashier you probably look crazy

"Mx are you okay l have to ask you to leave if you on drugs-"

"HELP ME PLEASE!" You cry out

"Are you in trouble holy shit l can get my boss who's here!" She walk in the back office

Another customer walk up he looks like an old lumbar jack "mx l can help lm use to be a sheriff lm retired are you in any trouble?"

"Pleaselneedtohidethereafterme" you rush the words in a panic

"You need to slow down take a breath in and out" he said calmly

You take in breath in and it still doesn't help with anxiety the worker and boss comes out

"Help me please l got kidnapp he's after me lm y/n l need to hide" you look around frantically

The boss speaks up "you can hide in my office" the boss opens his door

The retired sheriff ask "do you know were you where" he say this walk behind you in the office,You hide under a table, shaking,still you can still speak your also cold, the sheriff notice, and take of his leather jacket big compared to you "hay kid you can call me nick" you look around it's a small office,but you feel safe under the table, the side are blocked and next to the door a table, infront of you aswell is table with security computer,

He came back home after going grocery shopping, he had the bags of food, and walk up to his front door left open, of course he panicked, what if something bad happens to you,he blame himself, they know they should of put cameras in the house, they expected it your just confused,this is you new home now, you just didn't settle in yet, cause they didn't do anything wrong, they look down to the ground at you footprints of cause he knows it leads to Woods.

"oh darling you must be afraid what if some pervert is out there forcing themselves on you" that thought snap them into a red rage grabbed there axe, and off they went you don't have to keys to his van so he guessed were you can be trying to get back to that crappy apartment, so the nearest place he can think of,

"Ding dong" the door slides open your hiding in the office you flinch eveytime the door opens, thinking if it's him,

The boss spoke up "don't worry l called the police there on there way in 20 minutes"

You nod the employee had to work,the sheriff spoke up "so describe him?"

A tall lanky man with long black hair skinny with blue eyes who entered the patrol station, axe behind his back ,looking around, until his craze eyes met the cashier, he walk up to her

"Welcome sir" she looks out the window his van is parked in the wrong spot

"Um excuse have you seen a y/n there this height" he used his free hand to describe there height

"Uh no sorry sir not at all" she got nervous holy shit is that the kidnapper the person was talking about she can't freak out she sweating when she lies,

The retired sheriff walk out he stood in place to see the exact description of what they told him he cough up "sir l need to ask you what you doing?"

"TELL ME WERE ARE THEY WERE IS MY Y/N" he pulled out his axe he scowl

You cower under the table shaking crying the boss stand at the door blood curdling screaming terrified the poor man to freeze

Blood so much blood, he slice of the head of the worker, cut right trough her throat, she gurgling on her own blood airways slice expose, he cut open the old man stomach guts dropping to floor in a "squelch", and strangulated him with his own intestines,"HAHEHAAHEHEAHHAHAAHHAHHHAAH!!" Loud manic unrestrained laugh laced with sadism

he was pissed off, he spat on there corpses, he's drenched in blood he looks up hunched shoulders head twitchs, dots as eyes,he smiles showing off those sharp teeth, he sees a person in terror, at the office door closed, with a small window a click a lock he laughed mockingly he runs at the door swing his axe at the window a "squelch" the axe split the boss face in half he pulled his axe out as the body slump agenst the door,

You couldn't help you panic crying in fear you lying in a sitting tucked up position,he speaks at the other side of the door

"Oh don't fear my precious darling these..t.these FUCKING DISGUSTING VERMIN...won't hurt you and won't be in our way...my darling~" He whispes sickly sweet to calm, for this situation he puts his hand through the broken glass to unlock the door it clicks you weeping louder knowing your doom

He pushed the corpse with the door and walked in axe dragging next to him with a blood trails

You hold your breath as you still hidden under the table crying softly, you saw black jeans legs ,walking with the axe your going to die,it stopped at the desk with a pause, and bent down ,face to face, to this crazed lovesick face dripping with blood, it smiles and reaching out a blood soaked hand, to caressing you face, you flinch he frowns softly"shhhh its okay my darling they can't hurt you anymore come on out my love l carry you l know how squeamish you are so burrow you face in my shirt even if it soaked in blood or just cover your eyes with you hands"

You still stuck in fear, tears running down freely, he reaches his hands out to be behind you back,to not drag out with you feet ,he looks down at your feet it's bleeding, "gasp my darling how could you do this to yourself your bleeding this is horrible your hurt my beloved l must carry you" he picked you up,you covered you eyes, as he walked out, with you held bridal style,he opened his van and place you on the passenger seat, he puts on your seatbelt and reaching over you, he grabs rope, he ties your limbs up in rope,untill he's confident in tying you up, he walked back to the petrol station in the office and wipe all video footage and turned them off, and pick up his axe off the blood covered floor, and walk out to his van, he opened the back van door, and place his axe, he "grumbling" on how much he needed to clean his van and the seats now

He hops in the driver seat, and looks at you with a loving smile, as you crying softly to yourself curled into the door.

"Oh my darling you test me next time lm putting a collar on you your lucky you didn't piss me off enough to use a shock collar lm not cruel just don't force me darling oh and lm washing you up maybe we shower together~"he winks and giggles, he started the van and drove home.

[Honestly l was thinking of gray man when writing this]

[stele3]

https://www.reuters.com/world/europe/ukraine-sees-signs-kharkiv-front-stabilising-warns-buildup-near-sumy-region-2024-05-14/

[hazel-of-sodor]

What's Lost is Found

Ch.8 The Resting Village

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Gwyn, Freda. And Mali brought their meals out to Screech and ate on the edge of the station platform beside her. They had also brought several old loaves of bread the Cafe had warmed for Screech. Screech had never quite understood the U&DR's tendency to give their engine human snacks, it wasn't like engines needed food, but she wasn't self-punishing enough to turn away warm bread.

An old wolfhound lay next to the humans, begging for treats, ignoring the full bowl of kibble against the station wall.

Freda had been telling Mali of a childhood visit to Lloergan when Miss Morgan approached, carrying her own meal.

"Was your meeting with the Mayor a success?" Gwyn asked as she sat down next to him.

Miss Morgan took a long sip of tea before answering. "It depends on your definition of success. They want us to reopen the line here. Their businesses have suffered since the line's closure, and they hope that if the line reopens, some of those who moved away will return."

Mali was skeptical, "Would that be enough? When I was younger Lloergan was filled with life, the largest city from Uman to Glain now..." She looked over the town skeptically, "I hardly recognize it."

Miss Morgan sat down her sandwich and appeared to seriously consider the question.

"It's hard to say. The loss of the freight line crippled the town, restoring it won't save the businesses already lost, but it might encourage the growth of old ones." She shook her head, "The point is mute either way...until we find another engine, we can't handle the extra traffic."

"Unless the other railway closes the line from Harlech." Freda mused.

Mali tapped a foot against Screech's running board, "I don't suppose you can just summon us another engine Miss Screech?"

Screech let her eyes swirl hypnotically as she looked over to the teenager, "So eager to meet another of my kind Little Thief?"

Mali gulped as the world seemed to twist around her, barely noticing Gwyn and Freda chuckling at her expense. "Are there others like you?" She asked nervously.

"Hmmm..." Screech lifted her gaze from Mali, who was left shivering even after the gaze had left her. "I highly doubt I am the only engine to ever fall...but something tells me they would take a different form to my own."

"Would they be willing to help us if you called?" Miss Morgan asked.

"I would not put you at such risk." Screech hissed, her tendrils whipping anxiously. "They would be more likely to destroy you all than to help you."

Freda frowned, "you were hardly malicious towards us when you arrived."

"I held my wrath for the sake of your engines, it is unlikely others would be so merciful. One does not defy death out of goodwill."

Screech shook her head, "And that is even if they could hear my call...assuming they even exist."

Miss Morgan stood, brushing off her pants, "So there's no way to cheat ourselves an engine then."

"Not unless you want me to steal one from a scrapyard."

Miss Morgan snorted, "I'd rather keep you off the other railway's radar, and the old scrapyard has been abandoned for years."

"Old scrapyard?" Mali asked. "I don't remember there being a scrapyard."

"It was closed around the same time the branch to Argol was," Gwyn said. He casually waved his thermos towards an abandoned switch that led into the forest. "Hegni, the railway's freight engine at the time, a sharp stewart 0-8-0 built-in..."

"Ahem." Freda interrupted.

"Quite right dear, Hegni pulled the cars full of scrap to Din. They never dealt in locomotives thankfully, although our lorry was saved from there."

Mali blinked, "Arwen?"

"The same! Her old owner decided she was out of date and wanted a modern petrol lorry. Luckily the owner of the yard knew me and called me straight away. She was in the shops by nightfall."

He paused, sipping at his coffee, "One of the few good things coming from the line being closed was the end of him. Horrid man treated his workers as poorly as his lorries..."

"There will be no engines at the yard then?"

Gwyn shook his head. The yard closed only a few weeks after they closed the line, and we were the only railway to service them. Any engine sent there would have had to pass by our lines." He hesitated, "I suppose there could be a lorry or tractor there, but no locomotives."

Screech reached out, searching for any sign of life from the direction of the scrapyard. A vague sense of sadness and exhaustion drifted from the forest, but the only active life she sensed was coming from behind her.

'If there were any there.' The whisper mused 'They've long since faded.'

Instead of answering, Screech informed her crew of Blaidd's approach.

Soon the little tank engine pulled past Screech's cars and stopped beside her, a new line of empty flatbeds behind her.

"Well, you made it further than I expected."

Screech raised an eyebrow, "oh?"

"I expected to find you still on the hill fighting the brambles."

"You do remember what happened to the truck?" Freda asked in askance.

"That's fair." Blaidd conceded

"Wait, that story is true?!" Mali squeaked.

"Aye, the big lass knocked the fight out of the buggers for weeks after that."

Mali's eyes were wide as she turned to Screech, "You blew up a truck?!"

[octuscle]

Now open under new management

Edward Parker III let the car window down a crack. Peter, his driver, had switched off the air conditioning to save fuel. The fuel gauge was basically at 0.00. Here in the middle of nowhere, they had no mobile network. The last Google message was that a petrol station would appear at some point. And Peter claimed that it should open in five minutes. Open from 10:40 am. Strange opening times. Edward's stomach grumbled. Something had gone wrong at breakfast. The car urgently needed a petrol pump. And he needed a toilet just as badly. Then, like an oasis in the desert, a building appeared in the middle of endless cornfields and pastures full of stupidly staring cattle. It was 10:39:50 a.m. when Peter steered the car onto the dusty filling station with the last drop of gas. At 10:40 sharp, Edward yanked open the car door and jumped out. And the moment his spotlessly clean Oxfords touched the ground, the neon sign flashed. Open!

Edward ran towards the small store where the neon sign was shining. He was far too focused on not wetting his pants that he didn't notice the leather soles of his shoes turning into a sturdy rubber tread. As he pushed down on the door handle, he got something like an electric shock. He didn't care. The store was empty. His palm became calloused. His fingernails black. There was a door at the back, labeled "Private". Hopefully there was a toilet. Thank God the door was open. And thank God there was a toilet. In the middle of a room full of tools, car tires and packages. It stank miserably. But Edward didn't care at all. He had already undone his belt while running, he opened his trousers, pulled them down and dropped onto the dirty toilet seat at the very last moment. And he had to shit like never before in his life. The stench was overwhelming. But the relief was immense. Edward finally relaxed again. But only for a second. Then his eyes fell on the dirty rubber boots that went well above his knees. Inside, pulled down as far as they would go, were a pair of completely filthy jeans. And what was even more irritating: his right hand was the hand of a construction worker, the cuff of his shirt had disappeared. And the fabric of the right sleeve of his jacket was getting coarser and dirtier from bottom to top and the color was slowly changing from navy blue to a kind of beige. What the hell was going on here? Even greater than the panic was the disgust at the stench. His left hand, still freshly manicured, reached for the toilet flush. And he was hit again. He watched in panic as his fingernails became dirty and the calluses moved down from his fingertips. Edward's gaze fell between his legs. That wasn't his circumcised shaved penis. That was a cheesy, hairy cock. Much bigger than it normally was. Edward had to get out of here! He hastily wiped his ass. A tight, hairy ass, sitting there on a familiar toilet seat. A man needs a good place to shit. Hehehe, this was a good shitter. Stumbling, Edward stood up, his head spinning. He looked in the mirror. That was still his head. But the rest? His crisp white collar and tie knot vanished into thin air, revealing a hairy, muscular chest. The last remnants of the finest navy blue wool on his left upper arm disappeared and the transformation of his jacket into a dirty, much-worn, rough work jacket was complete. I look like a fucking redneck, were his last thoughts before he grew a badly trimmed goatie, his $100 haircut turned into a self-cut buzzcut that he hid under a bandana he hadn't washed in a long time.

Loud honking from outside. "Damn, I've been shitting! Can't you wait?" yelled Edward. He wiped his hands on the dirty cloth stuck in his pants. Hand washing was for city wimps. He stepped into the yard of his gas station.

Hehehe, he knew the filthy and dented truck standing there at the pump. "Pete's services of all kinds" was written on the door. And Pete was hanging in the cab with a visible bulge. "Eddy, don't you always promise the best service at your station," Pete said with a grin. Ed spit out the chewing tobacco and licked his lips. "Go ahead, gas station attendant. The belt buckle won't open by itself!"

Full service and guaranteed customer satisfaction. That's what Ed's gas station was famous for.

Inspirations found @pitstainsandpas and @fanofshoes44

[beardedmrbean]

Helsingin Sanomat has a deep dive into the workings of the Lost Property Service, Finland's largest provider of lost property services.

The company has come under repeated scrutiny for the charges it imposes on those looking for their mislaid items. HS says that in 2017 a customer in Lappeenranta was charged more than 70 euros for a phone call that lasted under a minute and the 24 minutes of waiting time before it was answered.

The office has been forced to close its outlets in the Helsinki region for a month until 11 October, after regulators found the charges it imposed were too steep.

HS has looked into the business and found that it is not very profitable despite its repeated run-ins with authorities over the cost of calls to check if an item was found, and the costs it imposes to reunite owners with their property.

The lost-and-found industry in Finland is dominated by this one firm, which has taken contracts from several of the biggest players in Finnish transport.

HS reports that in 2012 it received 60,000 euros from HSL, Helsinki's regional transport body, for looking after and returning lost items. HS reports that the current deal, which runs until 2026, involves no payment at all, with any profit for the firm coming from the charges it levies on the unfortunate owners of items that end up in its offices.

The company first denied it signed any 'zero payment' contracts, and when asked specifically about the HSL deal said it would not comment on individual agreements.

Fuel fluctuations

Iltalehti has an old favourite midweek story: changes in petrol prices through the week. Every Wednesday the cost of fuel rises, sometimes by as much as 30 cents a litre.

That can make a huge difference if you need to fill the tank. IL says that some social media campaigns suggest this is down to illegal collusion between petrol companies, but when the firms themselves are asked, they deny they're to blame.

Instead they pass the buck to hauliers. The trucking outfits that actually deliver fossil fuels do, for whatever reason, increase their prices on a Wednesday.

This is, according to IL, probably down to something known as the Edgeworth price cycle. Firms are not illegally communicating their plans to raise or lower prices, but instead they follow each other. In Norway a 'price leader' usually takes the first step, but in Finland a similar figure has not yet been identified.

Whatever the theory behind the prices, the result is the same: it's best not to visit petrol stations on Wednesdays unless you have to.

Permanent jobs in Tampere

Tampere daily Aamulehti has valuable information for jobseekers, with a story detailing the sectors where there's a shortage of workers according to the number of permanent vacancies currently open in the Pirkanmaa region.

The paper reports that the top three occupations with a shortfall of qualified applicants are practical nursing, office cleaning and medical nursing. After that come several jobs in construction, along with telesales.

Unfortunately many of the open positions require specific knowledge of certain sub-sectors, so they will likely remain difficult to fill.

[sohailmastan]

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