#do they have a supervisor?

[suntails]

reality

[incorrect-batfam-quotes-mostly]

Dear supervisors at work

You do not get to tell me to suck it up

I have endometriosis

I am sucking it up

It's a miracle I'm even at work right now so please

Shut

Up

Sincerely, the kid you shouldn't be getting this mad at over a debilitating and incurable condition

Nia

[filmnoirsbian]

I know I'm so many airline inflight supervisors' worst nightmare bc I have a mohawk and my nails are never uniform compliant and I never hesitate to call out and encourage other flight attendants to call out and I never check my work email and I never pick up extra trips. However. None of that matters when on almost every flight at least one passenger tells me that I've made their traveling experience better. I know a lot of customer service employees hate customers (sometimes for good reason, sometimes just bc they hate people), but I always try to make flying (already a stressful and expensive experience for most) easier on my passengers than it otherwise might be and that energy has never failed in its return. "Our airline was voted number one in customer experience this year!" Yeah you're fucking welcome and can u believe my bleeding heart-patterned nails didn't prevent me from helping that happen?

[squeakadeeks]

me at work regularly handling extremely lethal voltages and currents

[is-the-bug-video-cute]

Craziest thing my supervisor ever told me is that the kind of enthusiasm I have for mealworms is not as common as I think it is. I kinda just figured everyone at the Bug Farming DepartmentTM was here for the bugs, but apparently a lot of people are just here for the farming. Getting excited about bugs for bugs' sake is apparently a rare thing in the agricultural departement - most people are more interested in how to use bugs, or even Number Go Up, which I've never been that interested in. No wonder my supervisor keeps agreeing to my insane projects, pushing me to publish my half-finished theses, and talking over time in our meetings. It must be like a breath of fresh air for her.

[allmightyscroll-swag]

Oop, I realized I never actually posted about this, but!

Anyone remember my separated Donnie au? Code name: Violet skies? Well I'm remaking it! Rewriting it, even !!

Here's Foot Recruit/aka Donnie!

Draxum, quite begrudgingly, ends up raising the four turtles with Splinter: whom saved him when a part of the lab's roof collapsed, while he was holding onto two of the turtles. Splinter brought the both of them to the sewers, and it all happened from there.

The turtles grew up not too different, safe for extra actual training and knowledge of both the hidden city and things mystic; until Leo and Donnie turned 14. Donnie went out one day with Raph, and didn't come back.

Two years after his disappearance, when the series events begin, they find him in the Foot Clan. Now called just Foot Recruit, with no memory of them — and a good 6 years worth of memories of living with the foot clan.

[every-sanji]

[lydiaalin]

finding an absolute banger in the middle of the work day

[becca-e-barnes]

I've been writing my dissertation like that gif of the cat frantically slamming a keyboard (you know the one) but it's got me thinking about professor Bucky and how he might incentivise you to get your work done for his class 😏

"You're not getting an extension. Don't even think about e-mailing me for one." The hardest part of dating your lecturer isn't actually the sneaking around; it's that he's a hell of a lot tougher on you than the rest of the class.

"But Bucky I-" You begin but he cuts you off and you know by the look on his face that there's no point pressing it.

"No. You're more than capable and you've got plenty of time to get it done. You don't need an extension, you need to apply yourself."

God, he's annoying. You know you can do it, you never said you couldn't. You just don't want to. There's a massive difference.

He pulls his copy of the required reading out of his bag, setting it on the desk beside your laptop and it takes everything in you not to bury your head in your hands.

"There. I've helped you enough." He nods towards the textbook but when you don't move, he flicks through the pages with a sigh, leaving it open at the chapter you know you should start with.

You sit there for another few seconds in a foul mood, mentally preparing yourself to sit here for the next few hours.

"How about I help you? I get the impression you need an incentive." He knows you too well, there's nothing more motivating than a little treat. "You have 12,000 words to write. For every 1,000 you write this week, I'll give you an orgasm."

Maybe you should complain about his assignments more often.

"Deal." Hell, if you'd known this was coming, you'd have started ages ago.

"Good girl." He laughs, amused at the rate at which your fingers begin to dance over the keyboard.

Getting started isn't too hard. You type out a quick plan of your chapters, dropping in the sources you know you'll need before starting your introduction and with your focus on your work, you hardly notice Bucky sinking to his knees under the desk.

You feel his warm, open mouthed kisses trailing up your thighs under your skirt and his soft groans drag your attention away from the laptop.

"Don't stop working." He insists, licking your sex through your cotton underwear, letting you enjoy the delicious friction on your cunt. "You're almost at the first thousand and it reads well so far." You feel his hot breath against the now wet cotton while one of your hands falls to tug his hair.

"If you stop typing, I stop licking." He threatens, pulling your panties to the side, gliding his tongue against your skin and groaning at the taste of your arousal.

You have just over 200 words until you reach your first thousand and it should be so easy but it becomes even harder when he sinks two fingers into you and you're able to hear how wet you are already.

His lips engulf your clit, sucking gently while flicking his tongue in vertical strokes in time with his fingers curling inside you. "Such a smart girl. I'm so proud of you." He hums before giving you a few broad strokes with a flat tongue.

He knows what his praise does to you and with your thighs clamped around his head, you fly your way through a few hundred more words. He chuckles when you proudly announce you reached a thousand but you don't stop typing at the same frantic pace.

"Sweetheart, if you want to get all 12,000 done this evening, I'll sit here as long as it takes." He smiles against your skin before giving you everything he knows you need. His tongue flicks quickly over your clit and his fingertips rub against the soft, spongy spot inside you and in no time you're gushing against his face, gripping his hair and riding your high out on his waiting tongue.

[vvitchering]

I have an interview for a potentially lifestyle changing job tomorrow and I am going to vibrate out of this dimension with the amount of anxiety I am experiencing over it. If you have any to spare, good vibes would be intensely appreciated. Or advice on how to nail a corporate interview. I could use that too.

[miodiodavinci]

im being so so brave but also i am gripping you by the shoulders and leaning in and letting you know i am so tired of being brave

[girlneuter]

holy shit corporate work is so hilariously disorganized. my supervisor told me to check my work email for updates on when my device will be here. i ask him if it's the messages in the online program i was trained on. he said it is a separate work email on outlook. i have not received any information about this work email on outlook as part of the online training. like it didn't mention it at all. so on tuesday i emailed hr to ask how i'm supposed to get in. it's saturday and i still haven't heard back. i told my supervisor the same thing and he hasn't responded in a few days. today i reached out to the person organizing the training and she gave me the default password for the email. i go to log in and it hasn't been set up. she asks if i've done the two step verification. this was also never mentioned before. she said i'll need my device nearby for it. i do not have a device. and i cannot check the shipping status of it because i don't have access to this email. that i need the device to access.

so i'm downloading an app on my phone and calling it to set it up so that i can get my work email set up. so that i can check the shipping status for my new device. that i will be using to access my email. that post that was like just log on to weewoop and log your hours in to TimeyLog and then report your mileage to Udrive.... it's so true

[septimusmoonlight]

You doing ok?

hi

[roseworth]

what a fucking week (it’s 2 pm on a monday)

[stuckinapril]

I’ve always loved medicine bc it’s the perfect intersection of science and humanity—the two things I value above all else in this world. Truly adored it since I was in the cradle. But now I’m thinking about how so much of my journey to neurosurgery will have to involve KILLING my feelings essentially bc how do you survive otherwise

[floralfractals]

Btw quick sickly son update I haven't been able to write any new stuff (just been refining everything I had already written). But! There's some pretty cool results in the thesis and I'm really happy with how it's turning out :)