#everyone should work retail at least once in their life

[dutiful-wildcraft]

This one is for all my retail pals

John Price has never worked retail in his life and it shows.

Price x reader, meetcute? if this qualifies

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You're scrambling, have been since you walked through the door. They were already calling your name by the time you clicked your radio on.

From that moment forward you were hustling back and forth across the store, helping who you could, pulling orders for customer pick ups, trying to answer questions for the seasonal team members who got thrown to the wolves with slap dash training. 

You're tired, you're hungry, and you've been listening to the same 5 christmas songs on repeat since the 1st of November. 

You're trying to make it back to the break room for a quick snack, walking at mach speed, head lowered, praying that those you passed could see the sheer overwhelmed energy radiating off of you in waves and not ask you anything.

But there is always one.

“Excuse me!”

Your blood pressure shoots up immediately. 

You stop short, try to school your expression into something friendly. He's a big man, shoulders wide enough to fill a doorway, with mutton chops that strike you as odd, but suit his face. The man hustles toward you, holding an expensive jacket out to you like a toddler.

“Can you tell me the price of this?”

Everyone thinks you have a scanner.

The chops age him, but a closer look reveals that he must only be a little older than you, pretty blue eyes scrunched apologetically. You think this grown ass man should be old enough to see the scanners staged on every other aisle, the big signs attached to the ceiling highlighting their location. Irritation wells up like a geyser as you pull the garment from his hand searching for a tag. 

You search and search, even fishing around in the pocket to see if some kind soul accidentally yanked it off and put it back.

“Must be free!” Chops chuckles, and you think you should be able to pass out one free throat punch a day for simply working under these conditions. 

It takes effort, not to shrivel up like a raisin over the monotonous comment. Trying desperately to focus on finding the fucking price and ignore the way the big bastard bores holes into your face. He could have looked it up on his phone, you're certain, but instead he's standing a little too close, watching you flounder, at least his cologne is nice. 

A painful silence falls between you when you don't even giggle at his joke. But you must have a scrap of patience left in you because the angel of good will tugs on your ear, reminds you that not everyone stares at this shit day in and day out like you do, and he probably would have trouble finding it online anyway. 

You suck in a deep breath, fish out your own phone to pull up your company's website. 

“M'sorry for the trouble sweetheart” he murmurs, rolling almost sheepishly on his heels, hands reaching at his shoulders as if to grab something that isn't there, falling uselessly at his sides as he hovers over your shoulder. 

The pet name should piss you off, but the rumbly timber of it tickles you somewhere in your monkey brain, he is a handsome thing, and something about the way he crosses his arms, peers over your shoulder like this was a problem he's helping you solve is kind of endearing. 

You feel bad immediately for your bitchy attitude toward the fella. 

“Sorry It's taking a second, I'm trying” 

“I can see that, I appreciate you. I know you lot are busy, think I've seen you make a few laps now.” he teases, nodding to the bustle of people about the store, rummaging through once neatly folded tables like it's a yardsale. 

You type in the style number with a little amused huff. “You have no idea, I get in miles trotting around this place” you joke, scrolling through site’s workwear options to match the jacket in your hand. It's one of the nicer one's the store carries, a sturdy brown canvas with a fleece lined collar and interior. You try to make small talk that you're notoriously terrible at.

“You must work outside.” 

“Something like that” he muses, “been meaning to get the house prepped up for winter, I waited a bit late.”

You snort, “Hell me too, I barely have enough wood left for the stove myself, I'm just going to pile on blankets this winter!”

“Well that won't do.” 

The hard tone of Chop's voice breaks you from your searching. A quick glance confirms he's serious, brows pinched as his posture has shifted to looking directly at you. Chin tucked to his chest.

“What?” 

“You've got no one taking care of you?”

Nosy fuck. You don't know why you get defensive. “I take care of me just fine.” you retort confidently, finally pulling up the stupid jacket and telling him the price. 

“Negative.” is all he replies, looking at you with the same stern gaze. You suddenly feel like a child, wanting more than anything to prove to this man you were more than qualified to handle yourself. You work retail for fucks sake.

He cuts you off before you can smart off again. “You're going to write down that number for the coat, and your number, so I can bring a load of lumber by. I won't have a pretty thing like shiverin’ in the night.”

Something inside your brain purrs at the idea. The idea of somebody looking out for you when you barely have time to keep your clothes washed and body fed was…appealing. Especially coming from a pretty gorgeous stranger. And yet?

“I'm not giving my number to a stranger, sir.” you retort with some semblance of authority. 

Chops is having none of it, he makes a pointed show of raking his eyes down to your nametag dangling against your chest before flickering back up to your face. Your name rolls off his tongue easily, and you can't help the little shiver up your spine at the timber of it.

“John Price” he offers after, big paw curling around your own to shake playfully. “Not strangers now are we?”

[deliciousangelfestival]

Love Me A Little

Character: Secretary!Bucky x Female!Reader

Words: 1,539

Summary: "Love me, even just a little." When she uttered those words, they struck Bucky like a bolt of lightning, leaving him utterly bewildered. After all, he was just a secretary—his world and hers seemed galaxies apart.

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Thank you to everyone who has read this chapter. Leave a comment and Reblog, please. I'd love to hear your thoughts. ❤️

A/N: Check out the male version of this story - Be Mine.

It was already 1:00 a.m., and the streets lay deserted, easing Bucky's drive. The sleek black Bugatti smoothly entered the apartment basement car park. Just one more turn, and he would find his usual parking spot.

"Screech." The sound of tires screeching echoed in the empty basement.

"Huh?" Bucky's foot instinctively hit the brake as he caught sight of the familiar figure standing in front of his car.

"Y/N?"

It's you. The sole daughter of the Rogers family, the heiress to Starlight Enterprises, a conglomerate spanning oil and gas, telecom, retail, and financial services.

You had fled, prompting the company to dispatch security teams in search of you.

And here you were.

Bucky stepped out of the car. "What are you doing? Don't you realize everyone's been searching for you?"

You scoffed, your tone laced with defiance. "So what? At least everyone will learn that I'm serious. I refuse to marry that guy."

Bucky understood the depth of your frustration. Your family was orchestrating an engagement between you and their business partner. But you vehemently opposed it. He comprehended why; the man they wanted you to marry was notorious—a playboy and a drug addict.

Unable to sway your resolve, Bucky carefully chose his words. "You should go home."

He reached out, gently clasping your hand, his touch pleading, wanting to guide you to safety.

But you recoiled, pushing his hand away. "I don't want to."

Bucky's heart sank, his expression pained. "Your family is worried about you."

Your retort was sharp, cutting. "Are they really? Or are they just afraid of losing their golden ticket?"

A tense silence enveloped them as Bucky grappled with the weight of your words. As the secretary to your brother, Steve, the Vice President, he was privy to the inner workings of wealthy families, aware that most marriages were arranged for business purposes.

Like Steve and Peggy, who defied the odds and found happiness together despite the pressures of their world, you refused to succumb to a loveless marriage.

With teary eyes, you gazed at Bucky, desperation etched in every tear. "I'll tell my parents I'll marry you instead."

Bucky sighed, feeling the weight of your request once more. You had asked him this before, seeking refuge from the loveless future awaiting you. Each time, he had declined.

"Not everything will always go your way," he murmured, his words heavy with resignation. "You've been living in a bubble as Princess Rogers." He paused, unable to bring himself to utter the name of your family's empire. "Now you're facing reality."

You fought back the tears, stung by his harshness. It was the first time Bucky had spoken so coldly to you. "Do you think my feelings for you are fake?"

"My whole life has been arranged from A to Z without my opinion," you continued, your voice trembling with suppressed emotion.

"The only thing I have is my dream of us living happily ever after. Can I at least have that?" Your breaths came in ragged gasps as you struggled to contain your emotions.

"Stop dreaming. Go home," Bucky commanded, his voice firm as he pointed behind you.

'Screech.'

With a screech of tires, a white Mercedes arrived to collect you. It dawned on you that Bucky had already informed the security team of your whereabouts.

As you watched Bucky walk away, a surge of determination washed over you. Clenching your fists, you whispered, "I'll show you."

########

A few days later

The entire Rogers family had gathered for tonight's dinner, including your grandparents, Thomas Rogers, the esteemed founder of the company. Bucky joined the dinner as well, having become one of the company's key figures, seated right beside you.

Despite the gravity of your previous conversation, you seemed to have put it aside, acting as if nothing had happened when you saw Bucky.

The dinner unfolded in its usual extravagant manner, with everyone engaging in polite small talk until dessert was served.

Your grandmother, Anna, broke the silence. "It's wonderful that we could all come together like this. We must discuss our youngest's engagement."

Your mother, Sophia, nodded, her smile gentle. "I met with them four days ago, and we've already ironed out all the details, from the church to the wedding."

Bucky's mind raced. Four days ago? That's precisely when you had gone missing.

Anna's excitement bubbled over. "This wedding will be magnificent. I can hardly contain myself."

But only the two women seemed enthused; your grandfather, Thomas, and your father, Benjamin, remained stoic, while your brother Steve stayed silent.

Then, a sudden sound cut through the air—a sharp "clank" as a fork stabbed into a plate.

All eyes turned to you.

"I don't like it," you stated flatly, your voice cutting through the tension like a knife.

Sophia's hand hesitated mid-air, poised to call the waitress, but froze when she heard her daughter's words.

"I don't like anything," you continued, your voice ringing with defiance. "I don't like that person, the wedding, anything."

"Y/N, stop," Sophia interjected, her tone tinged with frustration. "We've discussed this."

"Discuss?" you retorted bitterly. "Do you mean when you ignore my words?"

Anna's patience wore thin. "Y/N, enough with the tantrum. This concerns the entire family."

You crossed your arms defiantly. "I refuse to marry him."

Anna rose from her seat, ready to reprimand you, but a sharp glance from Thomas halted her in her tracks. Without a word, she sank back down, chastened by her husband silent command.

Thomas fixed you with a steady gaze, the same gaze that had once spoiled you as his beloved granddaughter. "Explain to me the reason why."

"I don't love him," you declared, your voice trembling with emotion. "I love someone else."

A sudden palpitation coursed through Bucky's chest. He sensed the situation spiraling out of control.

"Whose the person you love?" Thomas inquired, his voice firm.

You didn't hesitate. "Bucky."

'Ba-dump'

The room fell into stunned silence, broken only by the rapid thudding of Bucky's heart echoing in his ears, his mind racing as he grappled with the revelation unfolding before him.

Bucky rose hastily, his intention to apologize to the Chairman halted as your hand clasped his, the determination in your eyes stopping him in his tracks. It was the first time he had seen you like this, and it sent a shiver down his spine.

As all eyes turned towards you, you swallowed hard before speaking up. "And I'm pregnant. Bucky is the father."

The room erupted in chaos as Sophia and Anna screamed in unison.

"What?" they exclaimed in disbelief.

"Bucky! How dare you touch my daughter!" Sophia lunged forward, her hand reaching for Bucky's hair, but Benjamin intervened, restraining her.

Bucky opened his mouth to protest and deny the accusation, but the words stuck in his throat. He was taken by surprise, too.

"Silence," Thomas, the Chairman's authoritative voice, cut through the commotion, bringing an abrupt end to the chaos.

He rose from his seat, followed by Benjamin and Steve, their expressions a mix of shock and concern.

Fixing Bucky with a steely gaze, Thomas uttered just two words. "A word."

Bucky swallowed hard, his heart pounding as he replied, "Yes, Sir," bracing himself for the inevitable confrontation.

########

In Benjamin's office, Bucky stood before the three men, the weight of their scrutiny heavy upon him as they remained silent. Finally, Thomas broke the tension with a direct question. "Is everything true?"

Bucky knelt before his boss and friend, his voice steady but his heart pounding. "No, sir. None of it is true. I've never laid a hand on her."

Thomas's expression softened, a flicker of relief crossing his features. "Good."

Bucky let out a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding, grateful for Thomas's understanding.

But then Benjamin spoke up, his tone contemplative. "Then why don't you like my daughter?"

Bucky's brow furrowed in confusion as he lifted his head to meet Benjamin's gaze.

"She's better off with you than with that spoiled man," Steve interjected, his voice firm.

Benjamin nodded in agreement, his eyes holding a hint of understanding.

Bucky was taken aback. "What?"

Thomas leaned forward, his voice grave. "The wedding arrangement was orchestrated by my wife and Y/N's mother. I'm relieved my granddaughter took a stand today."

Steve clapped Bucky on the shoulder, a mixture of relief and gratitude in his eyes. "I nearly lost my cool when she said she was pregnant. I almost punched you. Thank goodness it was a lie."

Bucky struggled to find words, overwhelmed by the unexpected turn of events.

Steve's tone softened. "Stay with her. I won't allow my sister to marry that man."

As the men continued their discussion, Bucky's mind raced, unable to fully comprehend the depth of their support.

Excusing himself, Bucky closed the door behind him, only to find you waiting for him outside.

Your worried expression melted his defenses as you approached him.

"What did they say?" you asked, searching his eyes for answers.

Bucky hesitated, then shook his head. "Nothing."

You breathed a sigh of relief and pulled him into a tight hug, his body stiffening like a log. Lifting your head to meet his gaze, determination flashed in your eyes.

"I'll make you love me," you vowed softly. "Even just a little."

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[genshingorlsrevengeance]

Major Blog Update: Inbox Cleared, Life Updates, a big thank you and More!

First of all the big one:

The deed is done...The Inbox is dead.

Long live the inbox.

To get a fresh start, I've deleted the current inbox of all my asks.

The inbox memes, the nightmares...they're finally over...

ANYWAYS, feel free to send in any request you may have as per usual, just figured I clear that damn thing finally out considering I've had asks that are three years old in there.

Right now I'm really getting into Honkai: Star Rail since Natlan kinda killed my enjoyment of Genshin, but those gals I will still love and write for (I mean, I'm sure as heck not changing the blog url) so don't feel discouraged if you came to this blog because of my Genshin content. And of course my other fandoms are still good to rock and roll!

One last thing before the cut:

I want to thank EVERY ONE of you for following this blog and sticking around with my goofy ah for so long.

I genuinely get excited to read any message or request you put under my posts or inbox, whether it be feedback or joking around! And I know we have the memes going on about me being drowned, please know I do genuinely take the time to look at every single one that comes in everyday, even if I didn't say anything or respond. And it means the world to me that ya'll like my writing enough to continue asking of me.

You all are the reason I even put the effort I do in this blog for so many years, from my newer followers to those who have followed me since my first blog. I could not ask for a better group than ya'll.

From the bottom of my heart, thanks, and let's have a great year together!

ANYWHO: For those who care enough, this is what's been going on with me for the last few months.

Work:

As for why I've been absent for a while: simply put because I work a retail job. Thankfully nothing too bad, it's just normal scheduling and it IS work I very much enjoy and get paid relatively well. My love for writing is still very strong as is my simping, so no worries, I don't plan on going anywhere.

I DO greatly apologize for making everyone wait for literally ANYTHING, doubly so if you had an ask I didn't get to yet. I wanted to honestly save everything into my drafts, but alas I could only choose some select ones.

You're more than welcome to send it back in, and since things have calmed down I SHOULD be getting to them a lot faster.

Genshin:

In regards to what I said earlier about Genshin: Natlan kind of killed any enjoyment I had playing, characters were REALLY unappealing to me, it made my friends stop playing so therefore I stopped as well as that was the major reason I still had it installed. I don't really plan on adding anyone from Natlan or anyone else from that game in the future, so apologies if you were looking forward to that from me specifically.

Star Rail has been filling the hole in my heart and honestly? I have a lot more writing freedom writing the gals from there, but again, don't feel afraid to send me any genshin request! I still simp for my Mondstadt women after all.

Other things I've been doing/Ideas for the blog:

I've also been playing games (and getting distracted) with my irl friends and trying to catch up on my hobbies to prevent myself from burning out, Minecraft has been a big thing lately for me again: specifically Pixelmon LMAO.

For 2025 though, I plan to at least post an imagine once a week starting next week since things are still settling down and I have to get my work schedule.

I might also start posting (Eventually) my personal writing projects here to get feedback and possibly go to AO3 to post my crossover series since Tumblr isn't really the place to be doing so (Chief among them my FE3H AU: House Isekai), or if demand is high enough I'll post it here.

Oh, and with this major update I have once again updated my banner, not that it's really important, just that I put a good amount of effort in it, more than you'd think for how simple it is. I also want to see if anyone even gets my reference LMAO

Once this post goes live, I plan to add a few new characters, starting with the Commander from Girls' Frontline but we'll see how it goes.

I think that's all I got for right now, so see ya soon guys!

- Chris

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

WIBTA if I told a very poor person to stop asking me for money?

(🧍‍♂️💸 for ez finding, names are fake for obv reasons)

I (21, any prns) met Pink (21, she/they) in a fandom-specific RP server about a year ago. Everyone was (and still is) very nice, including Pink, the server owner. Pink and her family are very poor, barely even making rent, and she often plugged her donation posts in the server announcements channel (this happened a lot. at one point there was even a donations channel just for her). I didn't really mind because desperate times call for desperate measures, ya gotta do what ya gotta do, y'know?

About nine months ago (mid september) I decided to pay something for her (it was either the remains of her rent or her meds, I forgot which). I did it because I felt like it, and it wasn't much. I figured if I could make someone's life a little easier, I might as well. Then about a month later (last week of October) she DM'd me, also about meds. She seemed apologetic and honestly kinda desperate. I figured if she was going this far it was probably by necessity, so I sent money again. She asked about paying me back, but I declined the offer since when I give people money I pretty much expect it to be Gone lol. She asked me again for money twice within that week for some Emergency Essentials. I obliged the first time but gently refused the second. I work retail, I'm not made of money...

She didn't contact me again about this until early December, due to an overdraft. I declined because of a vet appointment and also Xmas shopping. Plus, I was in kind of a tight spot myself at the time (from around Nov-March I had to be really careful with my spending). She asked again in mid-December for rent money, to which I obliged. It was the last time I gave her anything. She then had *another* rent emergency at the very end of December, which I refused because I Have Bills. I should mention that some of these emergencies were not posted publicly (i.e. in the server) - she was asking me, personally, for help. Nobody else, at least as far as I know. Maybe she DMs everyone who sends money her way. I have no way of knowing.

In mid-January she asked me again for rent money, to which I politely declined due to my own financial struggles, and stated that I probably wouldn't be in a better position to donate until April. She seemed to understand and wished me well.

...until recently. She's made a habit of asking me for money again. Not as frequently as before (about once every 2-3 months. she did this in late May and again around march), but it does happen. I thought about telling her off the first time, but I wanted to compose myself lest I say something really mean, but by the time I felt like responding, she deleted it. Maybe she realized it was embarrassing? I don't know. This also happened with the May message. I was super inactive in the server by then due to being busy with Life Stuff. I've wanted to chat in it again lately because everyone else (including Pink, at least in overall demeanor) but it's kind of awkward when I have the literal owner DMing me for cash every few months.

At this point, I'm at the end of my rope. I want her to stop. It makes me seriously uncomfortable how she only ever contacts me to ask for money. Not even my closest friends of almost a decade - who also have financial struggles of their own - would ask me personally for money, and Pink is barely more than a friendly acquaintance. But at the same time I know she's only doing any of that *because* her situation is so desperate. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and it feels rather two-faced to turn my back on her now.

WIBTA?

[pinkacademic]

Crunch Time Exam Prep

My girl @seliniteheart requested: “How to prepare for exams 3-4 weeks ahead while not going insane because they're the hardest exams in the entire major” and this seems time-sensitive, so I gotchu girly! I hope I got this to you in time!!

Scheduling

Break your time up effectively so that you can get as much information crammed into your brain as possible

Break it down also so thay you repeat the information on a good interval. Maybe, if there’s three weeks to go, repeat question x every monday and info y every tuesday, and do a practise paper every friday?

If applicable, figure out what’s most likely to be on the exam and focus on that

Focus also on your weak points. Don’t waste energy on the things you know and are good at, give them a go over but focus on the stuff you don’t like

Schedule productive breaks- if you’ve been elbows down on your desk for a bit and want to keep the study energy up but need a break, take a break for some kinaesthetic learning, for example.

Take 0% breaks- in other words, take some breaks to do absolutely nothing, where even thinking about the exam is BANNED. Life-Hack- inform other people of this strategy so that you don’t get your mum coming into your room like “how’s the studying going?” when you’re mid-meditation, or to be watching your comfort YouTuber when your bestie is like “girl, I’m so stressed for this exam on Monday!” This time is for 0 brain power, no stress.

Sorry to the girlies who also have to consider jobs and other priorities, but see if you can work with your employers, the aunt you babysit for etc to reduce your time, or if you can blend your studies. Eg maybe you’re studying for a maths exam, which means helping your little cousin with maths homework keeps you in the right mindset to study for an hour when you get home. Or maybe your retail job is cool and lets you study in the breakroom, or even take your textbook to the till when its quiet.

If your bosses aren’t cool, unfortunately, you just have to make the most of spare time, but as long as you’re maximising your study time to work for you, you can do this!

Breaks

As mentioned above, schedule in breaks that keep the vibes up, and breaks that turn your brain OFF completely. Set yourself school hours eg 9-3 or even 9-5. Doesn’t matter, just pick a time in the evening when that’s it OVER and no more studying.

Make sure to go for water regularly, and eat at regular times- and DO NOT take your notes with you!

Taking Care of Yourself

Make your study experience as painless as possible by giving yourself a good environment. If you like the library, sequester yourself into a cozy corner; if you like a café, same deal. If you’re at home, make sure to keep your space tidy and organised.

I’m gonna mention going to get water again. Go get some right now, actually. Where I live, the hottest days of the year are exam season and back-to-school season. Christmas exams are a whole separate nightmare but you’ll still sweat through your fifteen million layers! Go hydrate!

If you’re hunched over your desk, you need to stretch. Find YouTube video you like, especcially if you’re not that familir with stretching. And go for a walk at least once a day, weather permitting.

If you’re a kinaesthetic learner especially, do a proper cooldown after exercising! That’s true anyway, but especially if you’re adding your brain as a muscle to train.

Actually, maybe we should all be doing warm-ups and cool downs… go over your favourite aspects of your subject in a quick five minutes at the start and end of your sessions!

The Actual Studying

Aka, the hard bit. Its so much mor fun to just organise your space, gather all your pens, and set up your instagramable study session, avoiding the actual “study” bit- God knows that’s me. How you actually study is so different person to person and subject to subject, so I’m going to give tips that are hopefully applicable to a lot of people, but may not all work for everyone!

Cater to your own preferences: I sometimes listen to classical music when I study, I sometimes listen to numetal, so what makes sense to you.

If you need to, block out all distractions: do not disturb on your phone, even turn off your wifi if you can.

If you’re like me and need distractions eg adhd: try pacing to shed any excess energy, listen to loud music (lol like my numetal ha), if possible, listen to your notes aloud while doing something else (I used to play solitaire in class). I find that if you have something else that you can focus on such as a pretty menial/repetitive game like solitaire, or a song with lyrics, your brain gives more energy to that so that instead of a hundred million thoughts distracting you, its only one extra thing.

Read your notes aloud to yourself and walk around your room- hit all three learning styles at once

Write and re-write things, condense it down, do past papers, and just keep repeating the same information until you’re sleep-talk in just the quadratic formula and/or you’re even dreaming in French.

Ok, that’s it for now. I hope that helped selineiteheart, and I hope it was useful to anyone else who needs this! There are a tonne of resources out there, and I’m sure you’ll find what works for you- lmk what you want to see next! Also, I hope you do well in your exams! Good luck, I’m sure you’ve got this!!

[transwaterbender]

I don’t usually post these but here’s something I wrote today while waiting for an interview for some sales job I don’t really care for but unfortunately need income so 🤷🏼‍���️

Anyway here it is:

Capitalism Vs. Me

I feel my soul slowly leaving my body

Every single time

Putting on these clothes

Answering these stupid questions

Being stuck in a building surrounded by others dressed in a similar fashion

This isn’t me

This will never be me

What do you expect me to say?

When you ask me why I’m here.

What do you expect me to say,

When you ask me what I’m looking for.

What do you expect me to say,

When you’re asking me to look back at my past and look for specific moments that relate to your question so you can judge my character and my person by it.

This isn’t me

This will never be me

I just want to rip off the suit.

Put on something more comfortable

Run away before I’m let in

Inside of the other room

Surrounded by strangers I will never ever meet again

To be judged once more off of my character and my “flaws”.

I don’t want to be judged for being different.

You say you’re searching for different

But only a different that suits you.

Not my kind of different.

Not me.

What makes me different is what separates me from everyone else here.

But it’s not my determination or my patience or whatever else it is that I wrote.

It’s my passion for art.

My passion to create.

My passion to express myself.

My passion is what makes me different.

It’s not a passion for sales though.

Nor customer service.

Nor is it for retail.

It’s a passion for creativity.

A passion for music

For film

For artistry

I don’t want to be here.

I just want to earn more from my passions

The things I do in my free time

The things that make me smile

That’s the real me.

This is the version of me I have to create for you.

For them I should say.

This is the persona I put on

The mask I wear

In order to gain some stable income.

I can’t help the way my brain works.

I can’t help the way my body reacts

But I can help the way I use those things that make different

To do what I like to.

To enjoy things a little bit more.

Because this whole sales thing.

This whole customer service thing,

It makes me enjoy life a lot less.

It makes me hate life a lot more.

I’m not the type to sit in a room and write notes about what someone is saying.

Unless what they’re saying is about art and the industry I’m interested in.

I’m sorry but I can’t sit here and listen to you talk for hours about things that don’t interest me and pretend to care.

I hate all of this

And I’m tired of doing it over

And over

And over again

I’m mentally exhausted.

Get me out of here

Don’t waste your time or breath on me

I’ll just disappoint you later anyway.

By not living up to your expectations.

By not being the person you’re looking for

Someone you could control

A puppet of sorts

To listen to your every will

To put money in your pockets

To do everything you ask.

While you just sit there and make up more presentations to indoctrinate more poor souls into your company.

At least until most find their worth and decide to leave.

But that won’t matter to you.

Because you will just keep bringing more and more people in anyway.

Everyone is easily replaceable.

Just numbers.

Just currency.

Just strangers.

You may learn their names but you’ll never learn what really makes them

Human.

[arizonaconservativegal]

It's refreshing to see people like you, who actually treat political opponents with a human level of respect, even while staunchly disagreeing. You would think "hey, maybe don't celebrate the death and mock the life of someone who died just because you didn't support their decisions and behavior" would be basic human decency but no, I guess not in today's society. How far we have fallen...

You know how some people say everyone should have to work food service or retail at least once so you remember to be nice to the employees there? I'm starting to think the same about politics. It's pretty hard to do what I do and not realize that politicians and their staff are just people too even when you disagree with absolutely everything they stand for.

[back2bluesidex]

Idk if this is something you’d want to read but after reading your post about being lonely, i definitely feel the same way 😅 albeit probably a little different. I dont really have anyone to talk to about this feeling so i thought maybe i’d share this. I just started a seasonal job in retail at 22, ive never had a “real job” because since i was 14 i was considered the “family babysitter” & once i turned 16 i kept applying for jobs so i didnt have to keep babysitting, nothing worked out because i was always met with “you need more experience “ & i kept getting that until i was 20 (when i just gave up & accepted I’ll probably be a babysitter for family/family friends forever 🥲). Ive only really been surrounded by kids & family, my mom took me out of highschool in my 1st year because she hated the public school system & decided to “homeschool” (which was go get my ged at 18), so i never got to experience the highschool life & friends, i was pretty isolated. Aside from getting rejected from jobs constantly, i wasnt able to go to college after either because it was too much money & that “nobody would be at home watching kids”. So ive just constantly felt very alone & whenever i would mention it i was met with things like “dont be selfish. you should be thankful youre not out there in the world, it’s evil” etc etc. Along with the fact i dont know how to drive, i had a huge fear whenever i was 15/16 so i never learned then but when i was 18 i didnt have that anymore & wanted to. I was constantly trying to get people to teach me, but no one would and driving school costs a ton which i didnt have bc no paying job. That added on to that feeling & i kept feeling behind

So fast forward to now at 22, i was finally able to get a seasonal job at victorias secret and nov 4 was my first training day. I still have that feeling & now im just stressed about everything. They immediately put me on cash register & very vaguely explained things to me, so i wasnt the best when trying to check people out & i know in retail you’ll get horrible customers sometimes and that’s literally all i got. I was so overwhelmed & i did accidentally mess up someone’s change (which was fixed!) so i had them screaming at me 2 hours in my first training day. And i cant stop thinking about how inadequate i felt during that & that whole day really. I would get judgmental looks from the other workers when i would ask questions, because ive never done anything like this before. I kept getting looked at like i was stupid for not knowing things & that messed with me (still is). I dont think itll be like that entire time im there, im hoping at least.

And i still dont know how to drive, i tried once this year from my older sister but she started grabbing the wheel when i was trying to drive because she panicked (i was going in a straight line in a empty parking lot) & stated she’s never trying to teach me again. My younger cousins learned how, have their license and new cars already & i hate that i feel jealous and angry about it because it is family, but everyone who helped them constantly told me they couldn’t with me year ago & still now. I get subtle remarks of “your cousins can drive already/youre 22 & relying on others to drive you” etc. (they also all have jobs already & not a seasonal one like me) But yeah, i feel so alone & inadequate at literally everything, have for years. Breakdown all the time because i have no clue on what to do & i have no one to talk to about it.

Rant over, sorry for how long it is, im probably being dramatic too, there are people who have it worse than i do 😅 but yeah, i get that feeling! I do hope you feel better better about it 🫶🏻🤎

Don't say sorry! It's alright. Rather I am glad that you found me and my blog safe enough to share your troubles with.

and let me tell you that you are just 22. You still have a whole lot of time ahead to make money, to learn driving, to make friends, to enjoy life and do everything you want to do.

Don't ever think you are late or that time is slipping away from your clutches! It's not.

I am 25 and I can't even cook. Can you believe it? a 25 year old woman who can't even fry an egg properly while cooking is a basic survival skill? my friends can make a whole feast if they want to and I only know how to boil some instant noodles. At times this made me feel like an inferior too but no, none of us are inferior to one another because what I can't do - you can and what you can't do - I can. we are all lacking and it's okay.

Also, if those people made you feel like a fool just because they didn't train you properly then it's their fault, not yours. when you start working you need to learn one thing that is to make you skin thick. It's only you who needs to know the truth - that it's not your fault - and the rest of the world can go fuck off.

and what if you did some mistakes? we all are allowed to do so. mistakes are the only way we get to learn, isn't it?

So, please, darling. Cheer up! You have a ton of time to buy that car or get that job or tell people to fuck off when they ask you to watch their kids. Things aren't over yet. You are doing good. You will do even better tomorrow and one day you will be the best! I believe in you and I am proud of you!

even though I know we are basically strangers but just know this person right here, an elder sister to you, will always be proud of you no matter what!

if you want to talk, slide into my inbox any time. I will always welcome you!

Love you!! 💕💕💕💕

P.S: You should have charged for those babysitting sessions.

P.S.S: I, too, don't know how to drive. LMAO!

[bad0mens]

I let moss grow over my heart, thinking it would cushion it, thinking maybe my heart might become stone beneath it. But it did not. I still feel pain.

I was supposed to be off work today, but an employee called out as he does frequently, and I had to go in for about 5 hours. It's not the end of the world. It never is, even if it happens frequently enough that it is very frustrating. I'm coming down with the cold making the rounds and it's making my already chronic pain worse. But it definitely started the evening off on a bad foot.

While at work, via a family text chain, I find out very last of everyone that my father's cancer, which started in his lungs at the end of last year and spread to his brain earlier this year, is now affecting his pancreas. He might have 3 months to live. He might not. We simply don't know when anything is going to happen.

So I am standing at the counter with this information in my head, trying not to cry, trying to hold myself together in front of customers because heaven forbid retail workers do anything but smile or show other human emotions, nothing more than smiling servitude. It doesn't matter what's going on at home or in your personal life. Once you're clocked in, get it out of your head. But I cannot. Once in my head, it never leaves, it bounces around endlessly, not always at the forefront, but never gone for long. And I doubt many other people would manage to leave something like their father dying out of their mind while working. Sorry, corporate, you haven't implanted the robot chip yet. I'm still human, and painfully so.

My three sisters are all facing this with calm dignity. They've come to terms with it months ago. I've tried not to think about, tried to maintain a delicate balancing act in my life while the possibility of him recovering was still good.

But now that it's here, standing on my doorstep I am forced to face it. And to face more than that. I suppose I have tried running from the thought of his death as I have tried running from the way he treated me as a child, and even now as an adult. I am the child who is seen as low maintence. I'm always the last to know anything

I love my father. At least I think I do. But he is a man who hurt me deeply in ways I'm not sure I'll ever really recover from.

I suppose it's not really better when I describe it as 'verbal abuse lite'. But the things he said in my formative years are branded on me forever. I don't know that I want to repeat them. Fatphobic remarks that still ring in my ears today, still make me hate myself every time i look in a mirror or try on clothes. Homophobic remarks to a young queer trying to find themselves being a reason I didn't come out to the family until well after I moved out. But when I was growing up, these felt like the 'norm'. When I expressed excitement about finally graduating college (many years after most of my peers for a variety of reasons), he immediately told me my degree was pointless and a waste of time. And yet he still sat at my graduation and smiled and said how proud he was even though he had no idea that I spent the whole day locked in a dissociative episode so bad that I don't remember most of the day. It's a blur.

My mother said recently when I mentioned it that it was just the way he was, that he's trying and I shouldn't take offense. That I should try to understand what he really means. No. No it's not my responsibility to decode his language. It's never been my responsibility. I was a scared and hyperventilating little girl before the rage he couldn't contain. It was never my responsibility.

And now that I'm faced with the fact that he is dying. That nothing has changed or been repaired, that he knows virtually nothing about me. What am I left with? Tears. And the regrets of what our relationship could have been.

I see him every few months at most. I don't know how many more times I'll get to see him before he's gone. I can't say how I'll feel then. Only how I feel now. I love him and maybe he loves me. But he didn't have a good way of showing it to a little girl who just wanted her father's love and attention, and how we're both too broken to make it right. He can't admit he was wrong and I can't admit to him that it hurts. That it still hurts. That it always, always hurt.

But now I'm left with tears, and shattered hopes for what could have been and what never was.

[agoddamn]

There's a lot I don't like about working in security but the one thing I absolutely love is when retail calls for backup and there's a customer cussing them out that needs to leave and I get to make that happen. It's fucking euphoric and everyone who's ever worked retail/food service should get to do it at least once in their life

[cafemagie]

Hi all,

I hope everyone has been well. This post will answer to some asks about why there wasn't much activities on Solace anymore, why I stopped drawing regularly, and if things have been okay.

Some of you maybe know that I'm currently a pharmacy student with two more years to go in my program, but things are pretty challenging at the moment. I've been fighting with burn out, and the thoughts of playing my reverse uno card to quit it, or stick with my deck and go through it, since the finish line is so close.

However, along with other students, being verbally mistreated by some professors during our curriculum and at retail work by colleagues and customers didn't help us coping at all with already very demanding studies -and most of the time personal issues and mandatory part jobs to keep up with student living costs 🫠

During my 3rd year, it went as far as our entire class writing to the Dean about internal problems. What's what even more surprising is that our seniors also wrote a letter addressing the same issues. I saw fellows cry, great students suffering from injustice, and some of them having a hard time coping with this mess😞. One student even drop out without a warning, by missing a decisive oral examination. Could write a webtoon about it…

That's why I've felt so overwhelmed last year, tired of this rat race, and wondered if I should just quit, go far away from this place and those people, pursue art instead, or design, change my studies, go to a new school, whatever it takes…and build a career from that.

However, life isn’t that simple. The world current state is kind of a mess. Even if it's hard to believe in it at our lowest point, we need to keep our spirit. Challenges are most of the time temporary, and the rewards of overcoming them are long-lasting. That's the conclusion I've come to after days of reflexion.

Deep inside, I feel I maybe need to finish what I started and earn this PharmD degree, before pursuing art, design, or whatever life has in store for me. I don't want to let petty people win over my spirit. It has been so hard to get there, and somehow if I succeeded passing 5 years already (took competitive examination 2 times), I can survive those two years.

It may be very hard, but I am committed to pushing through and completing this crazy program, so I can at least have “Dr. Solace” as an useless compensation for all these years of craziness 🫠

Once I graduate, I know that my passion for art will still be there, waiting for me to pursue it.

Thank you for your support, and I hope that everyone will find strength to deal with whatever life will throw at them.

For those who are also dealing with petty people right now, know that your resilience will beat them in the end, and that caring people exist. Reach for help, and believe in your worth, even if I know it’s hard sometimes. We'll keep standing up even if we fall, and despite the pain, find a way to overcome the challenges.

[victorluvsalice]

-->It was finally back to the store! Where once again they all had to wait outside while I fiddled with the layout. XD At least this time it wasn't thunderstorming! Let me take you through all the changes I made --

A. As you can see, the major change I made was to replace all of the double-sided shelves with single-sided ones on either side of a large half-wall (with a glass half-wall trim on top to stop Sims trying to put plates or other objects up there) -- I was having some trouble getting everything to face the right way on the double-sided shelves, and I genuinely do believe this looks better. More like what you might actually SEE in a grocery store.

B. I also reduced the number of shelves overall slightly by rearranging the first "produce" aisle -- now when you walk in, you have Brazen Lotus's produce stands on one side, and the more traditional Get To Work refrigerated displays on the other holding various oversized crops on the other! Fewer slots to fill, and it means all the fruit and veg aren't bunched up together right next to the door.

C. I also added another refrigerated display next to the meat section -- this one is for fish, with Brazen Lotus's "Iced Fish Retail Fridge" (which requires her mod to allow fish and herbs to be placed in a retail fridge) in the bottom section! (I tried putting it on a counter, but it looked kinda weird and wouldn't slot correctly -- and then I discovered it fit near-perfectly into the bottom of the regular refrigerated display and went with that! It doesn't fit so nicely into the top bit, so fresh fish will be placed there to be bought directly.)

D. Along with that, I added the fossil displays from @somecreativecc as "endcaps" for the aisles, as the perfume bottles Victor can make from Simsonian Library's "Perfumery" mod fit on them, and they were the best-looking shelves I had for the purpose. *shrug* If anyone can suggest anything better, please let me know!

E. I also started trying out some "color-coding" on the SrslySims consignment shelves to try and see at a glance what should go where -- like, the shelf with Smiler's synthetic food tablets and herbalism potions from Simsonian Library's "Apothecary" mod is white because that's the "pharmacy" section, and the shelf with the canned green beans and green peas is bright green to represent "veggies."

F. Oh, and you may notice that I've started spacing out the various items on each individual shelf a lot more, so I'm not trying to cram multiple products onto one single shelf in any particular display and wondering how I'm going to fill the others. . .now, one display can hold a shelf of canned green beans, a shelf of canned green peas, and the boxed versions of said products on the bottom. Makes my life easier and makes filling up this grocery store a hell of a lot faster!

-->Okay -- once THAT was all done, it was time for the gang to spread out and get to work! And everybody had their specific jobs:

Smiler: Since we now had a fish fridge, I sent Smiler down to the fishing spot behind the store to angle for some big catches to fill it up! They managed to land a pufferfish and a tilapia to display above the fridge, and a betta to put in it -- it's a start!

Alice: Her thing today was bulk food processing and canning -- specifically, I had her make some more canned green beans and green peas to fill in a couple of gaps on the shelves, then move onto making jars of meat substitute for the discerning vegetarians who may come by. Gotta have something for everyone, after all! :)

Victor: Victor started out making perfumes, in "Focused" (bluebell) and "Playful" (daisy) scents, which (along with another bottle of the deodorizing scent) got him to level 2 of the Perfumery skill and allowed him to make "Happy" and "Energizing" scents if he so wished. However, his REAL job was to head upstairs and start Copypastoing everything that could be Copypastoed. XD Because while I DO actually want them to make some of the stuff they sell themselves, I am not above using Victor's magic to make the process easier on them and me. Victor's such a skilled spellcaster now that he's basically in no danger of the spell failing, even when he gets to a pretty heavily charged state -- and hey, I found out during this Copypasto spree that he can in fact copy the plates of raw meat Alice brings back from her hunts! So THAT is going to be freaking handy! :D

[white-crow-brand]

7Simple steps that helps to find the buyer for your business

How To Find A Buyer For Your Business In 7 Simple Steps

As the owner of your own business, it is essential to remember that you are only sometimes going to be able to make all the decisions you want.  This will matter less when you start your journey as an entrepreneur. But once your business becomes successful, you will want to find someone who will take it over so that you can focus on other areas in your life.  If you have reached the stage where you are ready to sell your business, many factors are involved in finding a buyer and making the deal work for everyone involved in the transaction.

1. Know your value

When looking for a buyer, there are many factors to consider, but one of the most important is knowing your value.  If you know what you want out of the deal and can articulate it, it will be easier for potential buyers to make an offer. Determine how much time you are willing to spend on this process before calling it quits. Set goals for your search:  Widgets Incorporated (a fictitious company) has grown from a small start-up with three employees to a successful mid-sized company with 250 employees in four years. The owner of Widgets Incorporated has decided that he wants to sell his company now that he is retiring. He needs to find someone who shares his vision for the future of Widgets Incorporated so it doesn't end up going bankrupt within two years.  Instead, he should get some basic information about his company and then meet with prospective buyers himself at business events or trade shows where they would be present. It might also help if he created a short brochure summarizing the basics of Widgets Incorporated as well as some highlights of its success over the past few years. 

2. Get your financials in order

Before looking for a buyer, it is crucial to ensure you're in good financial standing.  The last thing you want is to end up with money problems from your company following you into retirement.  We recommend working with an accountant to get your finances in order before anything else.

3. Create a marketing plan

If you want to sell your business, creating a marketing plan is essential. This will help you attract potential buyers and make the sale go as smoothly as possible. The following steps are designed to guide you through finding a buyer for your business. - Market your company  - Seek out investors with interest in your industry  - Search for companies interested in buying your business or ask current clients if they know someone who may be willing to buy your company. - Make a list of five or six benefits that make your company unique. - Create a spreadsheet showing profit and loss statements from at least two years. - Update any website or social media accounts with any changes in contact information (i.e. phone number). - Start discussions about your company on forums and message boards that appeal to potential customers.

4. Have a solid business plan

A solid business plan will help you find a buyer for your company. With one, getting investors or an interested buyer will be easy.  Here is what you should include:  ●      Industry Overview: What is the industry? Who are your competitors? What makes your company stand out?  ●      Target Markets: Who are the target customers for this product/service? What are their demographics and psychographics? How can they be reached most effectively with your marketing plan? Are there any gaps in the market that this new venture could fill?  ●      Product Description: Describe each of your products and services in detail. ●      Distribution Strategy: How do people buy from you now? Is it mostly through retail outlets or online?  ●      Marketing Strategy: What is your current marketing strategy, and how does it fit your goal of attracting more buyers for your business? Break down all the costs associated with operating this business, such as rent, advertising, staffing costs, insurance etc. and then forecast when profits will start coming in. Hence, prospective buyers have an idea about when this investment would become profitable.

5. Find the right broker

The first step to finding a buyer for your business is to find the right broker. It is vital that they are not only knowledgeable about the process but also have a track record of success.  The broker will then work with you and make introductions to potential buyers. They are paid when they find a suitable buyer, so it is in their best interest to do everything they can to help you find one quickly.

  If you choose a broker with experience in your industry, they can give you insight into what kinds of businesses would be interested in acquiring yours.

6. Consider an SBA loan

One of the first steps in finding a buyer for your business is to consider whether you might be able to qualify for a small business administration loan.  The SBA offers loans up to $5 million and has programs designed specifically for buyers purchasing existing businesses.  If you have been operating your company for at least two years, or are currently borrowing from another lending institution, then an SBA-backed loan could be a great way to fund that sale.  If this is the correct route, contact your bank or local SBA office to learn more about these loans.

7. Have patience

You should be patient while you are looking for the right buyer. If you find one too quickly, there may be a better one. Here are some tips that may help with this process:  ● Stay flexible and open-minded about what type of person would make a good owner for your company. ● Be specific about what you want from the transaction.  ● Research your potential buyers before talking to them.  ● Keep an eye on social media channels for potential buyers interested in buying your company.

Conclusion

Finding a buyer for your business can take time and effort. It is important to remember that a buyer is looking for an investment, not just a company. It would help if you found someone who sees the same potential in your business and has the means to realize that potential. Related: The Future of International Business: Emerging Trends and Challenges |  Business succession planning checklist in 6 easy steps | 4 Essential things that know in out of business sign | 4Important Types that used in m&a strategy | Top 10 Emerging brands in India Read the full article

[gingersnapwolves]

So now that I've got a good sample size (which said roughly what I expected), I'll further elaborate on this scenario. Here’s the situation.

My dad is rewriting his will because previously it just left everything to my mom, but my mom has been diagnosed with Alzheimer’s and isn’t in a position to just inherit everything and know what to do with it. My dad has three kids, as follows:

My older brother (49): a software engineer who got into computer programming in the late 90’s, so, just as it was becoming a super awesome job that paid a lot of money. His wife has an equally well paying job. They have two kids. They are extremely well-off. My brother could literally retire today and have enough money for the rest of his life, including sending both his kids to college without school loans. Their home is worth well over a million dollars. Yes, they have worked hard to get where they are. No question.

My older sister (46): a legal biller who is paid fairly well but did not start that job until somewhat late in her life (about 5 years ago), after an exciting history of retail jobs, working at Comcast tech support, and then working for my dad as a medical biller for several years. Single, no kids, owns a condo which sucks.

Me (43): a medical biller who is paid less well because I work at a non-profit. Also only started that job about 5 years ago. The reason for that is because I ran my dad’s medical office for about 13 years. Married (yay!) with no children. Wife also worked for my dad in the front office for over ten years, is now disabled. Over the years, we have been in and out of medical debt due to my wife’s issues. We own a home, the mortgage of which won’t be paid off until I’m seventy lmao.

Point of note: it is not possible to know what my career path would have looked like had I not chosen to work for my dad. I did not do this because I could not get a job of my own (I had one, just disliked it), but because he specifically asked me to do it because he was having difficulties with the staff he had hired. Yes, obviously, he paid me to work for him. I probably could have made more money in another job but I never had an issue with that because I genuinely liked working there and keeping things running smoothly for him. My father was a doctor who owned his own practice and I can say with absolute confidence that it would not have been as successful were it not for me (and for my wife and sister). 

Second point of note: my father has helped all of us with major purchases over our lives. He helped my brother buy his first condo. He bought my sister her first car after the one she inherited from our grandmother died. He gave me a considerable amount of money to use as a down payment on my home. He helped my brother buy their current McMansion. Et cetera. I would say it has been roughly even between the three of us and if we get into dollars and cents, it’s likely my sister who has received the least in monetary assistance from him over the years.

Third point of note: all three of us have always gotten along fairly well with my dad, although he is not super demonstrative in his affection. However, his relationship with my brother has soured of late because they bought the million dollar home together, with the idea that my parents would live with them, help with childcare, et cetera, and in return my brother would help out more as they got older. That … did not happen, and my dad has been very salty about the fact that my brother and his family treated him more like a live-in servant. (My personal opinion is that once you hit seventy years old and help your son buy a million dollar home, you should be exempt from chores, but apparently my brother does not share this opinion.) (At one point my father had cataract surgery and couldn’t do much for a few days afterwards and literally nobody did the dishes. He had to do everyone’s dishes after recovery. Yikes on bikes, but tbh, typical behavior of my brother and his family).

So my position, genuinely, was that the fairest thing to do would be to split things evenly between the three of us. I had always assumed this is what my father would do and had no issues with that. My father is the one who brought up the idea of splitting his estate based on the level of need. Obviously, my need is greatest, and my dad specifically said he wants to be sure I will be okay in my old age, as I have no kids to look after me and only started my retirement fund a few years ago (he didn’t offer a 401K when I worked for him, LOL).

Apparently when he mentioned it to my brother, my brother was vehemently opposed to the idea of splitting the estate based on need and said my sister and I “made our choices”, which made me change my opinion from “my dad should do what’s fair” to “fuck that guy in particular”. 

I still think the “fair” thing to do is split the estate evenly, but now I’m really mad at my brother lol, so my dad told me to think about it for a few days before I give him my opinion. I am well aware that if my dad divides his estate in a way that gives more to me (and/or my sister) it will likely ruin my relationship with my brother (not with my sister who already said she would give me her share if I needed it, which, yes, made me cry). Maybe I should be worried about that but I’m really not (see all hundred of my previous posts about my brother’s insensitive dickery for context).

So yeah. That’s the entire sitch. Still pondering what I should tell my dad, beyond “it’s your will, you can do whatever feels right to you, I won’t be upset either way”.

this is legitimately a question my father asked me yesterday. I'm not going to give a lot of detail because I want everyone's gut reactions - obviously the situation is not super simple but that's the base question!

[alanacare]

NDIS Household Tasks

The household tasks NDIS category provides you with support from experienced NDIS providers in a range of essential domestic chores at whichever level you require.

These services are a great way to build your independence, while maintaining your home and garden. They are also an essential part of your NDIS support plan.

Cleaning

Cleaning is a big part of any household. It helps to know what to do and when, and a good cleaning routine can make life easier for everyone. The most basic chores, like vacuuming and dusting, should be done daily, whereas more involved jobs, such as scrubbing the bathroom grout or rearranging the dining room table, require a little more thought. You should also plan for seasonal cleaning projects, such as spring and fall gutter cleanouts and seasonal weeding of the garden.

There are many ways to go about it, but the best way to accomplish your cleaning goals is to create a master cleaning schedule, including daily, weekly and monthly tasks for each family member. This will help keep your sanity, and your house in pristine condition. It's also a great way to stay on top of the latest trends in cleaning technology, such as green cleaning products, eco-friendly home cleaning solutions and hygienic laundry methods.

Meal Preparation

Getting in the kitchen to prepare meals is an important part of a healthy lifestyle. It saves time, reduces stress and encourages nutrient-rich, healthy meals.

Typically, meal prep involves planning and shopping for a week of meals before cooking them. It can also involve making large batches to freeze or refrigerate, preparing ingredients for multiple dishes at once and portioning out foods as needed.

Overall, meal preparation is an important household task for most people. It can be time consuming, but it can be done with the right strategies.

Among households that included at least one adult, about three-quarters of women (76%) and two-in-ten men (20%) said they were the usual meal preparers. Dads were about twice as likely to say they split these tasks equally with other family members.

Meal Delivery

When you’re busy with work, kids and other household tasks, finding time to grocery shop, cook and clean up can be hard. But a meal delivery service is an easy way to get high-quality meals on the table without all of that stress.

In addition to helping you avoid trips to the supermarket, these services also save you a lot of time. They usually deliver meals that are ready to heat in just a few minutes, allowing you to spend less time cooking and more time relaxing.

Many of these services offer a variety of options to help you meet your nutrition goals on a weekly basis, including vegan, gluten-free, keto and paleo diets. These meal kits can also make it easier to regulate your fat, sugar and carbs on a regular basis.

Shopping

Shopping is a popular household activity that involves the purchase of a variety of goods and services. These may be sold in stores such as retail and grocery stores, online through e-commerce, or over the phone with catalogues or telemarketers.

The act of shopping can be a fun and educational experience for children, who have the opportunity to learn about different types of products and how they can be used to complete their own projects. Some examples of shopping worthy activities include choosing the best coffee shop for your java fix, visiting the nearby mall to peruse the latest trends in home decor and fashion, or scouring the internet for the best deals on household items like toys and clothing.

It is not uncommon for children to be dazzled by the many options and gizmos available at their fingertips, or to be swayed by a TV advertisement featuring an enticing sales pitch. The best way to ensure your child is not swayed is to make them responsible for their own task list by assigning a specific task and setting a timer. This will help the children learn to manage their own errands, and also teach them about the importance of accountability.

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Christmas Movies Ranked by How Anti-Capitalist They Are

It’s a Wonderful Life

Movies that make you want to pick a fight with the 1% and also weep with joy. Absolutely a classic and anti-capitalist at its very core. Will convince you we need to start oppressing landlords again.

“Just remember this, Mr. Potter, that this rabble you're talking about... they do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. Well, is it too much to have them work and pay and live and die in a couple of decent rooms and a bath? Anyway, my father didn't think so. People were human beings to him. But to you, a warped, frustrated old man, they're cattle.”

SAY THAT!!! George Bailey said fuck landlords, all my homies hate landlords, they have NO rights. Local man believes poor people are human, dedicates his life to helping them, and in his time of the need literally the whole town comes together to support him and his family. Class solidarity ftw!

“Remember no man is a failure who has friends.” Bitch I CRY EVERY GODDAMN TIME. 

10/10

Home Alone

Soundtrack goes hard, the wacky hijinks even harder. 

Loses points because the bandits had a prime opportunity to seize and redistribute some of the wealth from this ritzy Chicago neighborhood and instead they focus their energy on trying to kill an 8-year-old who outsmarts them at every turn.

2/10

Elf

A family favorite in our house. Touches on the overworking and mistreatment of employees through Greenway Press – Walter forced to choose between being with his family on Christmas Eve or losing his job, it’s implied Deb has a pet grooming business on the side to makes ends meet despite being a receptionist at a NY publishing company, etc.

Honestly most of the points come from Jonie’s underrated yet highly relatable storyline. She works in retail, exhausted and cynical towards the high-paced Christmas season which gives her little to no relief or reward, since she’s surviving on ramen noodles and using the employee showers because her water was cut off. Not expanded on enough to be considered a true Marxist piece but the effort is appreciated.

5/10

Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer

Although the meme is correct in that Rudolph’s red nose becomes desirable only once it proves to be useful, it does get points for exposing the harmful nature of forced conformity and those alienated by these capitalist ideals -- Rudolph, Hermie, the island of misfit toys -- are given a place to belong despite the perceived “flaws” that before made them undesirable.

Also the elves definitely have a free dental-plan now thanks to Hermie and are hopefully on their way to unionizing. Fucking superb you funky little misfit.

6/10

Klaus (2019)

Turns a member of the bourgeoisie into a man I’d trust to carry my mail. Respect for postal workers this movie contains was ahead of its time.

 No direct takedown of the establishment but a heartwarming message -- “A true selfless act always sparks another” bITCH I may be crying -- that emphasizes the importance of giving to others even when there is no selfish motivation to do so, which is inherently anti-capitalist.  

8/10

The Santa Clause

Scott Calvin starts as a toy executive who takes part in the commercialization of Christmas. He was probably a business major so automatically loses points.

The Santa dynasty itself seems to operate under the cutthroat rules of the business world where you must overthrow (or in this case, throw him off the roof) the former CEO in order to seize power. 

Elves have not unionized or seized the means of production by the end.

0/10

A Christmas Carol 

THE ORIGINAL. Charles Dickens was not even in the neighborhood of fucking around with this one. CREATED the anti-capitalist Christmas genre!!

Rich man treats his employees like shit and gets terrorized by three ghosts on Christmas Eve. Force him to redistribute his wealth by dragging him through a montage of his most epic fails -- oh, hey, remember when your fiancé left you? -- and make him listen as all his employees and relatives complain about his stingy ass. 

They end this slideshow by throwing this dude into his own grave. DIRECT ACTION. 

Like damn, the ghosts really said, “If you hoard your resources and ignore those in need when you could directly improve/save lives with no cost to yourself, you will die ALONE and you WILL pay for your crimes in hell.” Literally watching this movie is a catharsis for anyone who is or has been poor and working class. 

I’m including all versions of this movie but a special shout out to the Muppet version because it fucks the hardest. 

100/10

How the Grinch Stole Christmas (2000)

Listen I’m not even in realms of joking with this one. This movie is THE anti-capitalist film of the holiday season. 

WhoVille commercializing Christmas and a fixation on consumer culture to the point where anything and anyONE who cannot be commodified -- aka the GRINCH -- is alienated? The Whos rediscovering that people should be cherished over material items once it all is stolen and they must confront how empty the holiday has become??

Cindy Lou becoming disillusioned in Christmas -- at an age that coincides when many children (those who celebrate Christmas at least) lost belief in Santa and had to wrestle with what the holiday means with the magic gone and they’re more aware of the rampant consumerism that taints the season?? Her resolve to find a meaning that goes beyond material consumption because if a holiday founded on goodwill doesn’t extend that goodwill to everyone, even those society deems undesirable, then what’s the point???

The Grinch despising Christmas because he is unable to participate and isolated from the Whos and also the better qualities within himself? His alienation serving to demonize him further as it allows the public to narrow his valid criticisms of the holiday down to him being different and thus inherently predisposed to evil?? And hmm isn’t it interesting that a LOT of this demonization comes via Mayor Augustus “generously paid for by the tax-payers of Whoville” Maywho, Mr. 1% himself.

The upper vs working class divide evident in the light show competition between Martha May and Betty Lou Who?? The opening scene of the shopping frenzy that mirrors our own consumerist culture and overworking of retail/poster workers??? This entire monologue:

“That's what it's all about, isn't it? That's what it's always been about. Gifts, gifts... gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts, gifts! You wanna know what happens to your gifts? They all come to me. In your garbage. You see what I'm saying? In your garbage. I could hang myself with all the bad Christmas neckties I found at the dump. And the avarice... the avarice never ends! ‘I want golf clubs. I want diamonds. I want a pony so I can ride it twice, get bored and sell it to make glue.’" 

MARXIST KING. MENTION IT ALL.

1000/10