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menandwomanofhistory · 8 months ago
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Oskar Schindler
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rightnewshindi · 5 months ago
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मजदूर के प्राइवेट पार्ट में कंप्रेशर से भर दी हवा, इलाज के दौरान हॉस्पिटल में हुई मौत; फैक्ट्री मालिक पर मामला दर्ज
Uttar Pradesh News: यूपी के अलीगढ़ में दोस्तों का मजाक एक मजदूर को महंगा पड़ गया। दोस्तों ने मजदूर के प्राइवेट पार्ट में कंप्रेसर से हवा भर दी जिससे उसकी हालत बिगड़ गई। मजदूर को तुरंत अस्पताल में भर्ती कराया गया लेकिन डॉक्टर उसकी जान नहीं बचा सके। परिजनों ने मजदूर के दोस्तों और फैक्ट्री मालिक पर लापरवाही का आरोप लगाते हुए केस दर्ज कराया है। पुलिस मामले की जांच कर रही है। केशोपुर जाफरी निवासी 35…
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quo-usque-tandem · 1 year ago
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Factory Owner by Pablo Morales
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evermoredeluxe · 1 month ago
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gonna be harsh for a minute here. i can’t imagine what it would’ve been like for taylor to be on the eras tour, and instead of being celebrated, hearing about how she is some evil person for achieving these amazing things. ofc the breakup led to A Lot of Stuff, but staying would’ve been so damaging too. just thinking about how successful red tv/midnights were, but she was still feeling so down and felt the need to pull back and protect her relationship by not being “Too Big.” just glad that she is in a good place both professionally and personally and is supported instead of being put down.
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if someone sticks their finger in your mouth and starts teaching you how to suck cock properly right then and there, that is not their finger that is their cock and if you suck it well enough you'll cum no touch in your pants and feel them squirt against your tongue and down your throat
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marzipanandminutiae · 1 year ago
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If We Commented On Modern Fashion Videos Like We Do Historical Fashion Videos
"I mean, it's pretty, but how did you even use the BATHROOM in that?! GROOOOOOSS!!!!"
"things to wear while coughing your lungs out from COVID and wildfire smoke and trying to avoid your fascist neighbor lol"
"yikes, think about how they all had to wear Spanx two sizes too small, though!"
[video shows reasonably nice everyday clothing] "but that's just what RICH PEOPLE wore! not REAL PEOPLE!!!"
[model is a woman of color] "um sweety only WHITE women wore that back then :/"
"did you know that [confidently incorrect, absolutely insane statement about the 2020s that the poster will then argue vehemently about in the replies]"
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pyaari-naari · 2 months ago
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The problem with me eating chocolate is: after eating one, I feel like eating more.
And there's no "more"
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victorluvsalice · 2 months ago
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Valicer Polyship Week 2024, Day One: Team As Polycule (Valicer In The Dark AU)
Hello everyone, and welcome to Valicer Polyship Week 2024! :D Where, just like in 2023, you will get a daily Valicer fic based on one of the prompts from the official Polyship Week 2024 prompt list, courtesy of, naturally, @polyshipweek! Today is Day One, and the prompt I chose was "Team As Polycule" -- mostly because it immediately made me think of my Valicer In The Dark trio, and how they are a criminal crew as well as a polycule. Though, interestingly, the story that I came up with doesn't have actually have them doing a score together or anything like that. Instead, I ended up writing something about Alice being told that romancing her fellow crewmates is a bad idea by the leader of another gang in the area, and taking semi-violent offense to said leader poking her nose into her business. :P Not sure why my mind went off in that direction -- but as you will see tomorrow, apparently I really wanted to write "someone is a jerk to one of the trio, only to get theirs in the end" this year...
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“You know, it’s not a good idea to mix pleasure and work.”
Alice blinked, then looked over to see one Nessa, leader of the Gray Cloaks, standing by the door to the bathroom, arms folded across her chest and mouth thin with displeasure. “It’s not going to end well,” she continued. “Sooner or later, the tower of cards always collapses.”
“Right.” Alice shook her hands off above the cracked sink basin before reaching for the towel. “First of all, did you really follow me in here to say that? And second of all – what? What are you talking about?”
“Yes, I did, because I had to go anyway – and I didn’t want to say this with your two, ah, friends overhearing,” Nessa replied, jerking her head toward the door and, implicitly, at Victor and Smiler back at their table. “And you know what I’m talking about. You’re playing a dangerous game, getting – involved with your partners in crime.”
Alice’s eyes narrowed. “I don’t believe I asked your opinion on my love life,” she said coolly, drying her hands.
“You’re getting it anyway,” Nessa said, untroubled by her tone. “Because I think too much of you to let you make a stupid mistake. Look, you’re easily the most sensible one in your little gang–”
“Me? I’m the one who talks to things that don’t exist on the regular,” Alice cut in, raising an eyebrow. At her feet, Cheshire covered a chuckle with his paw. “Just underlining my point there, Cat.”
“Sure, fine, but look at the two people you hang around with,” Nessa insisted. “Your Whisper’s a slip of a thing from money, and spends his time sticking his nose too far into his books and fiddling around with things he doesn’t understand. And your Leech…” Nessa rolled her eyes. “Well. They’re an Advocate. We all know what that lot is like.” She pointed at Alice. “But you? You know that this world’s a stupid, cruel, cold place, full of people that are as likely to stab you in the back as they are to shake your hand and give you a smile. And you’re more than ready to do the stabbing if you have to. You’re the one who sees things as they are.”
“Except when I don’t,” Alice said, watching as a tentacle poked its way through a hole in the ceiling. “Though I suppose I should take a compliment when it is offered. But what exactly is your point here, Nessa? I know you have one, even if it’s just hidden in your cloak.”
“My point is that you should be smart enough to know that getting personally involved with your crew is only going to lead to trouble,” Nessa said, shaking her head. “You can’t trust them that far, no matter what they might whisper in your ear in the middle of the Names. It’s common knowledge that Roric and Lyssa were lovers before she tore his belly open and dumped him in Ratblood Canal so she could get the Crows all to herself. Less common that Mylera of the Red Sashes used to be a spy in the Lampblack ranks, and seduced a few secrets out of Baz himself before running back to her own to destroy him. And don’t get me started on what happened between the Billhooks’ Tarvul and his wife before she ended up in Bellweather Crematorium and he in Ironhook Prison…” She huffed. “Point is, this city is rife with idiots who took a chance on getting close to their fellow scoundrels, and paid the price. And I see the way you look at your crew, and – I know you’re gonna get hurt.” She sighed, letting her arms drop. “Van Dort grew up rich, Alice – the minute he thinks he’s got enough Coin to get back into proper society, he’s going to ditch you without a second thought. And Alton – I bet you you’re never more than one too many frowns away from being stuck with a syringe and dragged back to their headquarters to get your head ‘corrected.’ Maybe you three work well enough together now, but – you can’t trust ��em to treat you right.”
“I see.” Alice hung the towel back on its little hook. “Is that your entire piece?”
“Yeah,” Nessa nodded. “Just had to get it out there.”
“Excellent.” Alice took a moment to brush her hair back from her face –
Then, before Nessa could move an inch, she slammed the woman up against the wall, putting her knife against her throat. “Here’s mine then – keep your fucking nose out of my fucking business,” she hissed. “You think Victor wants to go back to a life where the weight of his parents’ expectations made him miserable? You think Smiler doesn’t care enough about me to know that getting me high on Joy Serum is the worst way to make me happy? You honestly think I’m stupid for daring to fall in love with the first two people who ever actually treated me like I was a person and not just a broken simulacrum of one? You don’t know anything about us, then. And I’ll thank you to keep your opinions to yourself in future.”
Nessa stared at her, eyes wide and breathing hard – and, judging by the sudden smell, no longer with a need to go to the toilet. Alice released her and tucked her blade away again. “Good talk,” she said simply, then headed back out into the Ball & Socket.
As she’d expected, Victor and Smiler were still at their table, finishing off their food. “Was that Nessa that just followed you into the bathroom?” Smiler asked as she sat back down again. “Thought I recognized her braid.”
“It was,” Alice confirmed. “We just had a rather illuminating chat.”
“Oh?” Victor said, dabbing his mouth with his napkin. “What about?”
Alice responded by grabbing his tie and pulling him in for a kiss. “About how she’s an arsehole who thinks you two are idiots and I’m an idiot for being in love with you,” she said after releasing him. “And how, if she doesn’t believe a crew can trust each other enough to be together more – intimately than normal, that’s not my problem.”
“Uh – ah – oh,” Victor said, blinking as his brain tried to catch up. “I – I see. I think.”
“I definitely see – that was rude of her,” Smiler said, defying their name by frowning. “I mean, sure, probably what we have together isn’t conventional for a crew, but – I like what we’ve got.”
“Me too,” Victor agreed, before leaning over to give Smiler a quick kiss, apparently worried they’d feel left out otherwise. “I’m happier than I’ve ever been with you two.”
Alice smiled at them, taking both their hands in hers. “I feel the same. And trust me, Nessa knows that very well now.” She glanced over to where the Gray Cloaks were huddled, looking a bit nervous about how their leader hadn’t come out of the bathroom yet. “So – no offering our services to help them gather more evidence about how they were framed right now?”
“Hell no,” Smiler said succinctly. “Maybe the Lost could use our help instead – I heard that they’ve got a vendetta against the owner of the Cordelia Furniture factory now...”
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myrosrava · 10 months ago
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Nuggetttttt 😖😖😖😖😖❤❤❤❤❤❤ (the last photo isn't mine lmao)
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nando161mando · 5 months ago
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"El agua no tiene dueño" (ES: Español)
"Water has no owner" (EN: English)
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ghost-orion · 6 months ago
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there's something that feels so shitty about how, when youtubers sell their own products, they never, ever shout out, acknowledge or appreciate the factory workers who made it possible. youtubers with their own make up stores, nail polish stores, clothes, even something like a jigsaw puzzle. you might even get footage from the factory, yknow, how novel. but the faces of the people making your product are always obscured. in one video, the youtuber thanked the design team of the production company who worked directly with them, which is good, but then, they never even mentioned how it was produced. because it was made by a person making it.
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mod2amaryllis · 1 year ago
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why am i sad :/ (works at the sad factory)
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tomwambsgans · 1 year ago
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1x2 / 1x10 / 4x3
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pesoglav · 9 months ago
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Put the kangaroo leather back into making adidas sambas or don’t make them at all
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rhaellatully · 2 months ago
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I don't know if somebody said that already, but with martial law being declare and Cait one her way to become a dictator I'm worried the season will end with a return to the status quo, and what I'm scared of is this return to the status quo being framed as a good thing... because as season one showed the status quo kind of sucked...
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gender-euphowrya · 10 months ago
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funniest thing to do as a billionaire besides dying would be passing on your fortune to a random person on earth
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