#bus recruitment

[governmentjobsworld]

தேர்வு கிடையாது - தமிழக போக்குவரத்து துறையில் வேலை வாய்ப்பு..!

தேர்வு கிடையாது - தமிழக போக்குவரத்து துறையில் வேலை வாய்ப்பு..! #TNSTC #Apprentice #jobrascals #facebook

தமிழக அரசு போக்குவரத்து துறையில் Apprentice பணியிடம் நிரப்புவதற்கான அறிவிப்பு வெளியாகியுள்ளன. தமிழ்நாடு அரசு இந்த அதிகாரப்பூர்வ அறிவிப்பினை  வெளியிட்டுள்ளது. போக்குவரத்து துறையின் பணிக்கு விண்ணப்பிக்க ஆர்வமுள்ளவர்கள் 22/11/2022 முதல் 18/12/2022க்குல் ஆன்லைன் மூலமாக விண்ணப்பிக்கவும். இப்பணிக்கு விண்ணப்பிக்கும் நபர்கள் விண்ணப்பிக்கும் முன்பு கீழே கொடுக்கப்பட்டுள்ள பணிக்கான கல்வித் தகுதி , வயது…

[spotlightstudios]

Part of me thinks I should make a Honkai StarRail oc. The smarter part of me is bonking that other part with a hollow cardboard tube.

[oakthefrog]

Having ur friend group form bc ur all queer is the funniest thing ever because some of you would meet through LGBTQ+ clubs and other ones would be there because they followed someone with a rainbow pin on their backpack there.

[acelessthan3]

Love my friend's willingness to entertain my whimsy

[ihearasound]

Remembering visiting London in March and there was all this advertising for. Mormons? And I was like huh. Thought that was a usamerican thing

And then two weeks later I'm visiting Berlin and talking English and this group of tie wearing boys start talking to us and excitedly telling us they're Mormons from the usamerica on their Mormon school trip. And I was just like lol what. Are you doing here

[claire-starsword]

Invited to a cult at lunch to "cleanse myself with good energy" or whatever, i wonder if the woman was out to recruit anyone or if i legit looked that rancid

[doonthestair]

Sometimes you just stumble onto a military transport bus at the ass crack of dawn on a Saturday

[foreveranevilregal]

Remember last season when everyone was gunning for Kate even though she was a faithful and now that she’s a traitor she didn’t even ping anyone’s radar till a minute before the finale? Yeah, feels good.

[phagodyke]

I have an interview tmr for a possible teaching assistant job. but I realllyyyy really don't want to fucking go

[unxpctedlygreat]

Byleth rewinding time from post-war to the beginning of the game, but all the natural major crest bearers Remember

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

🪶

[doueverwonder]

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[fortune-maiden]

Finally reached Ch 4 of WO3 :D

Time for all those annoying bond stages!

[evil-ontheinside]

The bibel people are getting a lot more obnoxious these days. They put their annoying signs in the middle of the biggest pedestrian crossing in the city and they were bothering ppl at pride too and tried provoking and then filming ppl (there were lots of rainbow stickers on their signs by the end of the day but still).

No, I don't think Jesus will save me. Now stop blocking the way.

[papasmoke]

It's 2050 and your cousin sends you a meme he saw on his neuralfeed via your neuralchip while you're on the highway going 200mph (new speed limit) and he didn't crop it so without warning your vision is completely overtaken by a mindshot of a youtube video of 2 cyberchimps pummeling each other to death, you try to close the mindshot but you get a 15 second unskippable US Army recruitment ad, you shout "elonbot, take over!" to avoid crashing but you weren't able to afford the weekly fee to keep the autopilot functioning and you crash into a school bus

[firewasabeast]

Just thinking about Tommy Kinard who grew up wishing he was hugged and loved like the neighbors kids were. He’d watch them run off the school bus and right into their mom or dad’s arms and be scooped up and held tight. Sometimes he could smell freshly baked cookies or a pot roast coming from their home as he’d turn the key and walk into his own house. His house where his dad would grunt at him for another beer and tell him to fix them both a frozen dinner (“just don’t eat my Salisbury steak, boy, that one’s mine”). Then one afternoon, when his dad caught him staring out the window at the neighbors all outside playing catch, he gave him a smack on the back of the head and told him to stop daydreaming. Those people were phonies who were never up to any good. Families like that don’t really exist, and they’re never as happy as they seem!

So Tommy buries away the idea he’ll have that. Stops watching the neighbors. Rolls his eyes when he does happen to catch one of their hugs. Grows a bit of a hardened shell.

Then he reaches high school and he thinks things will change now. He’ll have more freedom and friends and maybe he’ll join a club. But his dad tells him clubs are for sissies and he’s gonna be in sports instead. His dad is good friends with the football coach so he doesn’t have to try out. He’s just on the team, whether he likes it or not. And the other guys on the team are crude and constantly taunt and tease each other. Tommy doesn’t join in at first, would rather keep to himself, but that makes him an outcast and a loser and the butt of all their jokes so it’s easier to join in. His shell gets a little thicker.

Recruiters come to the school during his senior year and his grades are good, he could probably get a scholarship or two to a state university, but they promise so much. He’ll get to see the world! They have all these specialized programs he can choose from. They pay well and he’ll have the benefits forever. Most importantly, he’ll be away from his dad. The recruiter doesn’t have to work very hard that day. When Tommy leaves for basic he’s a little scared but mostly excited to be away! And the drill sergeants yell at him and taunt him just like the football team, just like his dad, but he can take it. He can and does prove them wrong.

He’s been wondering things about himself lately. Doesn’t let himself wonder very long though, or his heart races a bit too fast and he panics. There was this one time at basic where he had a moment alone and he jerked himself off but he didn’t use the Playboy magazines the other guys had hidden under their bunks. He thinks of Tyler instead. The guy who was in the bunk above him and had tan skin and muscles all over and a million dollar smile. When he was done, after he caught his breath, he got angry with himself. Put a fist through a wall and got in a good amount of trouble. But the other guys thought he did it because he wanted to show the sergeant how strong he was. They thought it was funny and kinda cool. Even later, as a pilot in Iraq, when he has a moment alone, he’s never thinking about a woman. His shell thickens more.

Then he’s out of the army and he’s becoming a firefighter and he thinks maybe this is when he can relax. So he goes and meets his captain, someone named Vincent Gerrard, and he can tell within thirty seconds of meeting him that this man is a carbon copy of his father. He hasn’t been the butt of a joke in a long time, and he sure as hell isn’t going to start back now, so he plays the game. And he plays it damn well.

These shells keep thickening and thickening until he’s not actually sure who he is anymore. He’s spent years being whoever he needs to be to survive and it’s becoming exhausting. Even when Gerrard leaves and Nash arrives, even when his smile actually starts to reach his eyes, he still feels wrong. So he makes a choice. He leaves.

He goes back to flying, which he loved in the army. The freedom of being in the sky was unlike anything else in life. He hears a coworker talk about therapy and he gives it a try. It’s uncomfortable and stressful but he goes back each week and yeah, okay, maybe it does help. He can feel his posture relaxing a bit at least.

He allows himself to be honest with himself. He looks in the mirror one night and takes a deep breath and says the words “I’m gay” for the first time and then he repeats it over and over and over again even as tears fall down his face.

All the shells are starting to crack.

He gets a call from Howie, who he would do anything for without question, and this particular ask gets him reacquainted with Hen, renewed friendship with Howie, a new friendship with Eddie, and a boyfriend with Evan.

Evan. Evan who meets Tommy at the door whenever he’s there, arms open and a smile on his face, ready to hold onto Tommy like it’s his job. There’s usually delicious food cooking that Tommy can smell from the driveway. Evan, who picks up Christopher or Jee and they head to the park or museum for an outing. Evan, who notices that Tommy really likes to draw so he joins a drawing club for the both of them and even though Evan himself is not great at drawing he’s always so excited for them to go together.

Evan, whose kisses linger on his body like a prayer. Whose touch burns his skin in the best way. Who gasps and grunts and grabs and whispers in his ear as their sweaty, muscular bodies practically meld into one. There’s laughter and smiles afterward, as they hold onto each other and fall asleep pressed against one another.

Evan, who makes loving easy to do. Who gives his whole heart and then some. Who breaks whatever was left of Tommy’s shell and makes him realize that the type of love he wanted all those years ago, even as a little kid, was real. It was possible. And he had it.