#it’s just the pay ain’t great and dealing with insane customers

[raeathnos]

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[imagine-wannaone]

Lee Daehwi Super Powers Au

Waddup So this was written yesterday and idk whether to do a powers au so I guess this is just a try??

In other news I got Seventeens new album for my bday today and got The8 i am blessed. Anywhere, here we go. also pls tell me if I need to tag any triggers, I’m not great at this stuff whoops.

 • Lemme get one thing straight, you didn’t want to use your ability for bad,  • It just kinda happened that you became a theif,  • You were trapped,  • You were a teen when you got dragged into a whole mess of a gang, when you went to take out a loan to pay for treatment for your brother’s illness,  • Because your brother was the most important thing to you but your family couldn’t afford his treatment,  • But you didn’t realise the loan company was actually kinda not a company and you had just officially ruined your life,

 • With gastronomic Interest, you had to pay them back the money with no way of being able to do it,  • Read the small print y'all,  • So they offered you another option: you hated it but there was no other way to help your brother, and they threatened to cut your brother’s treatment if you stepped out of line,  • And in a world made with certain people who had abilities, they made sure to utilize yours,  • Aka the ability to change your appearance and voice to fit it,  • They had you as a thief, and with your skill and ability you quickly became notorious around the city,  • Which made you extremely paranoid, causing you to constantly switch appearances,  • I don’t mean switching looks every minute or something bizarre,  • I mean you never showed your true appearance anymore, you were always someone else and started to panic at the thought of people seeing the real you,  • So you stayed in your place by day planning heists the gang had sent you to do, and went on the missions by night,  • And you hated everything about the way you lived, but you knew your brother was getting better, so you kept at it,  • The gang sent you a particularly dangerous heist one night, and you did not think it was a wise idea at all,  • Like there were shit tonnes of guards and cameras and the switch overs were smooth and the codes hard to crack,  • As a thief, you were known to be able to go in and out before anyone would even realise anything was gone, shifting into guards or ceo’s or customers,  • And you trained your ability to perfection, having no flaws in your transformation and being able to quickly switch features,  • A master™  • But you plan this near impossible heist anyway because you have to, you have everything to lose,  • And while bits of the heist are a bit by chance or freestyle,  • You hate yourself for being quite confidant, as always,  • But heists had started going wrong lately,  • A guard unconvinced and almost omniscient,  • Or the whole place closed for a day as if they already knew,  • Little things going wrong preventing the heists and causing them to go wrong,  • You didn’t know how because they were all planned to perfection, but something was happening,  • You heard whispers of a mole but no one ever told you anything so you had no idea really,  • So you’re dropped off by the usual gruff looking men who are going to wait down the street, safe for them,  • You where dressed as a medium height middle aged woman with brown hair, trying to blend in with the people around you,

 • Like a chameleon damn,  • You float into the bank and act naturally, milling around the atm’s and looking at posters,  • A boy around your actual age seems to keep glancing at you, which sets your nerves off,  • Not only is he cute, it’d be insanely weird for someone his age to be staring at a middle aged lady,  • You try to sway away from his prying eyes and keep your heart at normal pace and prevent your hands shaking,  • You always got nerves before a heist and this dude really wasn’t helping,  • At all,  • Smh doesn’t he know it’s rude to stare?  • You’re nearly set on going over there and telling him yourself, but with your ‘can I see the manager’ hair style you play your role and send him a disapproving mum glare and shake you head, moving on,  • Perfect, v realistic,  • But the dude doesn’t stop sending u shady side eyes, so you decide to get the hell on with it,  • So your eyes scan the floor before slipping into a side door,  • Smooth as always, might I add,  • You change your appearance quickly into a guard and take out a hand mirror quickly to check that you’re perfect,  • Indeed you are perfect,

 •You were about to take off down the hall when the door slides open again,  • You’re about to get into character when the boy from earlier locks eyes with you and lunges,  • You dodge as quick as a whippet and a fight™ ensues,  • You can tell idk how to write a fight omg,  • DW I’ll get better,  • You’re both incredibly good to the point you defo know this ain’t just a usual kid who’s taken some martial arts classes,  • Because as soon as you dodge one punch and throw your own, he’s dodged that and is launching another assault with a knee or elbow,

 • He keeps saying something along the line of 'Stop I’m trying to help’ but you ain’t buying no shady nonsense,  • And you’re both getting pretty beaten, bruises and small cuts appearing, a bloody nose or a broken finger,  • But shit really hits the fan when a guard comes round the corner and then you’re both in for it,  • You’re internally having a meltdown you’ve never had to deal with this before,  • And then your tryna fight the boy and the guards and - shit,  • A bullet grazes your leg but it instantly burns and shocks you to hell,  • Your appearance flickers before returning to the middle aged lady aka the wrong disguise, who0ps,  • Your leg burns and the shock throws you off balance long enough for the boy to wrap an arm around your shoulder and have you against a wall in a second,  • You’re about to swing your leg back to hit him when chloroform and damn you’re out cold,  • Actually outraged in your knocked out state,  • Who DaRe?  • Like you don’t blame them, you’re a damn thief, tbh you’d probs knock yourself out if you were in their situation,  • but hOw DaRe tHey?  • And you’re defo worried about who just chloroformed you but whatever,  • Idek if you can think all this while passed out but you find a way,  • You wake up with someone’s hand on your forehead and you stay still, trying to gather your bearings and figure stuff out before you let them know you’re awake,  • I mean the hand thing is so weird but you deal with it you til you gather that your head’s also in someone’s lap and your skin is tingling and you decide this is very weird,  • I mean not a hard conclusion to come to but a conclusion all the same,  • You slowly open one eye and wow,  • Bright lights,  • But you soldier through it and stare straight ahead at the face of the boy ahead of you,  • You’re about to jump out of your skin but the boys eyes are closed and he looks so peaceful with flawless skin and a slight frown, his brow creased in concentration,  • And then you realise your leg doesn’t burn and your hand and knuckles don’t scream like they did before you dropped,  • And you realise he’s someone like you, he’s a healer,  • And it makes your heart fly with joy, you’ve found someone else with an ability and all of a sudden you feel safer,  • Especially because he’s a healer,  • But then your eyes trail to your arm and your body and all the safety is thrown away,  • You have no disguise, no fake face or fake voice; it’s purely you and it makes you dizzy and sick,  • He must sense your panic because his eyes crack open and he smiles widely at you, removing his hand from your forehead,  • Wow his smile settles your heart and warms your cheeks,  • A million questions run through your foggy brain, where are we and what happened? Who is he and why is he so cute? Where’s the boy from before and what’s going to happen when your former gang know you’re not with them?  • “Y/N, right? I’m Daehwi, and give me a sec and I’ll tell you all the gossip,”  • While his soft voice is calming when you sit up, a wave of dizziness hits you like a wrecking ball ridden by Miley cirus  • (Wow my pop culture references about 5 years too late),  •But despite your swimming head you quickly change your skin, opting for the first thing you can think of, which happens to be Daehwi,  • You change your hair quickly and alter your face and body to match his within seconds,  • You’re kinda embarrassed that you just changed into him but you’re panicking,  • While the boy next to you may have seen your face, you’d prefer if no one else would,  • “That’s increadible,”  • The look on Daehwi’s face, as well has his bubbly laugh, makes you flush but you’re heart is still beating a mile a minute and your chest feels a little too tight,  • “While that’s really cool, and I’m really flattered, I thought your natural face was much prettier,”  • Your face (or is it Daehwi’s?) blushes violently at the comment but the fact you don’t look like yourself calms you a little,  • “A healer, then?”  • You ask simply to change the subject, although it’s pretty obvious at this point,  • “Yep, not one of the coolest abilities but pretty handy. You’re obviously a shape shifter, damn the whole city knows you’re a shape shifter, but seeing it myself, damn, it’s way cooler than I thought”  • He talks in such a laid back manner, leaning back onto his hands, his whole presence relaxing,  • He really suits his ability,  • “I think healing’s the best ability, you get to help,”  • Your voice is quiet but your words are the truth, and you can see Daehwi’s about to reply when the door swings open and the boy from earlier wonders in, doing a double take at the two Daehwi’s sat on the bed and sighing before dropping down into a nearby chair,  • He’s hardly met you and he’s already done with your shit lmao,  • But you’re eyeing him suspiciously because this guy FRICKEN chloroformed you and you still have no answers as to what the hell is going when he launched into a Hella Long explanation,  • To put it simply,

 • Daehwi and the boy, Guanlin, are part of an organisation that rescue abilities from sticky situations and tries to stop the people with abilities for using them nastily,  • (Avengers who?)  • There was indeed a mole in your gang as they planned to rescue you whilst intercepting a heist of yours,  • They didn’t expect you to fight so defiantly back but I mean,  • So then you explain that you’re really not nasty, I mean you used to put milk in before your cereal but yOu’vE cHanGeD,  • You explain your situation and they agreed  that they’ll see what they can do for your brother and you feel like you might cry because this is too good to be true,  • Half convinced this is some awful experiment or teasing you,  • So you spend a few days in the room you wake up in, just in case, in which you discover is actually Daehwi’s room,  • Which is kinda awkward,  • But you honestly can’t ask for a better first friend in the base they have there,  • Daehwi is oh so patient, painfully so, encouraging you to take your time and helps introduce you to the many people in the base, most of which have powers themselves which blows your mind a little

 • You’ve never seen so many abilities,  • And it takes you a while to trust Guanlin, but as soon as you do you realise he’s just a goof and you apologise endlessly for hurting him,  • And you start helping out at the base, doing small missions to help others by using your ability,  • And it feels good,  • Especially when you can come back to Daehwi at the end of the day and laugh and relax into the night,  • And you visit your brother for a very emotional reunion and he’s getting better and life just seems to be good,

 • And in the middle of it all is Daehwi, who you would trust with your life,  • I mean he is a healer many people trust him with their lives,

 • So you’re sat in his room (or your now shared one - you refuse to sleep anywhere else, feeling unsafe) chatting into the night,  • When you both reach a lull in conversation,  • “Y/N, why do you never walk, or sleep, or eat, or live in your normal skin?”  • The question is so out of the blue that your eyes snap to his,  • Which rest on you,  • They always rest on you,  • And you try to figure out a way to say it without feeling stupid,  • Because in your mind it is a whole concept and fear, but there aren’t enough words to describe how you feel, and to condense your thoughts into words belittles them endlessly,  • “It’s scary, showing your true self. I used to fear people would recognise me and arrest me, for being a thief, but nowadays it’s almost as if I don’t trust people enough. Enough to see my face,”  • You pick your words carefully but still feel as if it’s a weak excuse,  • “You don’t trust me, y/n?”  • His words shock you, make you question yourself, and you look into those soft, open eyes and brace yourself,  •You know he’s right as you relax, completely relax for the first time in years, letting all of your facade melt away to show your true skin, your true eyes, your true being,  • And there’s something in Daehwi’s eyes that you love as he looks at your pure self,

 • You feel insanely exposed but Daehwi himself settles you,  • And you know you no longer need to hide yourself from Daehwi anymore when he leans over, wrapping an arm around your real hips,  • Cups the back of your head,  • And gently smiles and he places his lips on your real ones,

[christophervanhorn]

Your looooooong flight survival guide

“I can come back any time, bro” I said to my friend Dylan last week as we lounged in his backyard in the Los Angeles hills. “It’s only a 12-hour from Manila.”

I caught myself. Something is really wrong with me, and it wasn’t just the copious amounts of wine I’d consumed talking. In my mind, it really was no big deal taking a full half-day flight to come back for a special occasion. In fact, I’ve taken quite a few ridiculously long flights lately, since I live in Southeast Asia but come back to visit family, friends, and clients in the United States at least once a year. Flights that are 8, 10, 12, and even 14 hours long are the norm these days. So, too, are shorter flights, as I’ve taken nearly 100 flights one hour or less over the last two years by my estimation. Those long ones, though…

In fact, I have an upcoming ticket booked from John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York City allllllllll the way to Manila in the Philippines, approximately 8,000 miles away. The time in flight? About 15 hours.

I know it will be friggin miserable and I might go bat-shit insane around hour 11, but that’s nothing new. With the advent of these new behemoth aircraft and innovations in technology, it seems that flights literally across the world will be something we see more and more, and that’s fine by me!

Still, I’m not sweating it too bad because I’ve developed strategies, techniques, and hacks to help me deal with marathon flights over the years.

Here are a few:

Book a direct flight! The problem with most long travel days isn’t solely the length of the flight, but the fact that you have to take more than one flight. The time it takes to land, taxi, get off the plane, possibly get your bag and/or go through customs, check in again, wait for a long layover, take off again, and do it all over is prohibitive. For instance, that 15-hour flight from New York to Manila would probably be a 24 hour travel day if I took the typical route and landed in Japan, Korea, or Taiwan for a layover. Go direct whenever you can.

Upgrade! Business class is way about my pay grade (and first class is nothing but a pipedream). But, these days, there are a whole lot of ways to try and get creative for a better seat. That includes Premium Economy or even paying a little bit extra for an exit row seat. Some airlines also offer a bidding process (like Philippines Airlines), so you can make an offer for a better seat. You won’t know if you’ll get the seat until about 48 hours before the flight, but, at that point, you’ll get an email alerting you that your bid was accepted (and your credit card charged). I just got a business class trip from Manila to San Francisco on Philippines Air and it was HEAVEN!

Or, get an exit row. Sometimes, you don’t have to pay a cent for an exit row seat – just show up about four hours before your international flight or three hours before a domestic flight and you’ll probably be first in line. Simply show up and ask and they usually have one available.

Where should you sit? Window seats are for rookies who want to see the view. Center seats are for suckers. And the aisle row is where veterans of the flying game sit. Likewise, try to get a seat in the front or back of the main cabin, so you’re closer to one of the bathrooms.

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Despite the minor inconveniences, long lines, and frequent delayed flights, I love Cebu Pacific Air because they take me to some incredibly beautiful islands!

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Adjust for the dry air The atmosphere on an airplane is about seven times more arid than normal breathable air.So, I adapt by bringing a chapstick, wet wipes,and skin lotion and use them several times, as well as drinking tons of water. I also use rewetting eye drops periodically, but that’s just me because I have bad peepers.

Limit the alcohol. This may not be popular, but limit the alcohol in your system because that can dehydrate you even more, and contribute to jet lag. There is also NOTHING worse than starting to get a nice buzz in the airport while you’re waiting or on the plane, only to wake up six hours later and you’re hungover and you STILL have hours to fly.

It ain’t exactly clean. I make sure to carry several antibacterial sprays or hand sanitizers, and reach for them like a gunfighter in a shootout at high noon. Antibacterial wipes are great, too, as they literally NEVER clean your armrest or the tray table on airplanes.

Try to eat healthy. For those same reasons, don’t overeat and try to keep your food healthy. It’s harder for your body to digest under those stressors and at altitude, so anything you eat will sit like a lump in your stomach, and make you feel more bloated. Especially avoid fried foods and salt.

Get up and walk. By the time the flight is over, my feet and ankles look like I’m a stunt double in a remake of Eddie Murphy’s The Nutty Professor. Not only is it important for me to dress in loose clothing and wear comfortable shoes, but I have to remind myself to get up every hour or two, walk around, and stretch a little. Even when I’m sitting, I can still flex my calves, roll my ankles, etc. to keep the blood moving.

What to wear. Speaking of which, I have a normal outfit (like jeans and a sweatshirt or shorts and a tank top) for the airport, but then throw my comfortable clothes in my carry-on bag for the flight. That means big loose sweatpants, basketball shorts underneath, warm, fluffy, loose socks, a dry fit compression shirt, and a big super warm sweatshirt. I also wear those Adidas athletic sandals that let me shuffle around in comfort but are open enough to accommodate those big socks. There’s nothing worse than tight shoes for a 12-hour flight!

Media. Movies, movies, and more movies. A series of Game of Thrones you haven’t yet seen will be like paradise on a long flight! Books are fine too, of course. Oh, and check ahead of time to see if they have outlets at your seat so you can regulate your laptop or iPad’s battery accordingly. Noise-cancelling headphones definitely help.

Bring a pen. I usually carry a spare pen so I can fill out my visa or immigration forms on the plane instead of in a rush when I land. Oh, and try to get some currency of the country you’ll be visiting before you get on the plane.

Emerg-C it. To put it bluntly, airplane air is nasty. It’s recirculated throughout the plane the entirety of your flight, which means you’re breathing everyone else’s germs. That exposure to so many coughing sneezing and who-knows-what-else people is hard on the immune system, as well as time changes, lack of sleep, etc. So, I always take zinc tablets or Emerg-C a few days before the flight, the day of traveling, and a few days after. It helps!

Earbuds or eye shades. If you have trouble sleeping.

Chewing gum. I bring gum for the takeoff and landing, as it helps my ears.

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[allworldus]

Your looooooong flight survival guide

“I can come back any time, bro” I said to my friend Dylan last week as we lounged in his backyard in the Los Angeles hills. “It’s only a 12-hour from Manila.”

I caught myself. Something is really wrong with me, and it wasn’t just the copious amounts of wine I’d consumed talking. In my mind, it really was no big deal taking a full half-day flight to come back for a special occasion. In fact, I’ve taken quite a few ridiculously long flights lately, since I live in Southeast Asia but come back to visit family, friends, and clients in the United States at least once a year. Flights that are 8, 10, 12, and even 14 hours long are the norm these days. So, too, are shorter flights, as I’ve taken nearly 100 flights one hour or less over the last two years by my estimation. Those long ones, though…

In fact, I have an upcoming ticket booked from John F. Kennedy International Airport in New York City allllllllll the way to Manila in the Philippines, approximately 8,000 miles away. The time in flight? About 15 hours.

I know it will be friggin miserable and I might go bat-shit insane around hour 11, but that’s nothing new. With the advent of these new behemoth aircraft and innovations in technology, it seems that flights literally across the world will be something we see more and more, and that’s fine by me!

Still, I’m not sweating it too bad because I’ve developed strategies, techniques, and hacks to help me deal with marathon flights over the years.

Here are a few:

Book a direct flight! The problem with most long travel days isn’t solely the length of the flight, but the fact that you have to take more than one flight. The time it takes to land, taxi, get off the plane, possibly get your bag and/or go through customs, check in again, wait for a long layover, take off again, and do it all over is prohibitive. For instance, that 15-hour flight from New York to Manila would probably be a 24 hour travel day if I took the typical route and landed in Japan, Korea, or Taiwan for a layover. Go direct whenever you can.

Upgrade! Business class is way about my pay grade (and first class is nothing but a pipedream). But, these days, there are a whole lot of ways to try and get creative for a better seat. That includes Premium Economy or even paying a little bit extra for an exit row seat. Some airlines also offer a bidding process (like Philippines Airlines), so you can make an offer for a better seat. You won’t know if you’ll get the seat until about 48 hours before the flight, but, at that point, you’ll get an email alerting you that your bid was accepted (and your credit card charged). I just got a business class trip from Manila to San Francisco on Philippines Air and it was HEAVEN!

Or, get an exit row. Sometimes, you don’t have to pay a cent for an exit row seat – just show up about four hours before your international flight or three hours before a domestic flight and you’ll probably be first in line. Simply show up and ask and they usually have one available.

Where should you sit? Window seats are for rookies who want to see the view. Center seats are for suckers. And the aisle row is where veterans of the flying game sit. Likewise, try to get a seat in the front or back of the main cabin, so you’re closer to one of the bathrooms.

View this post on Instagram

Despite the minor inconveniences, long lines, and frequent delayed flights, I love Cebu Pacific Air because they take me to some incredibly beautiful islands!

A post shared by AllWorld.com (@allworldonline) on Dec 10, 2018 at 9:02am PST

Adjust for the dry air The atmosphere on an airplane is about seven times more arid than normal breathable air.So, I adapt by bringing a chapstick, wet wipes,and skin lotion and use them several times, as well as drinking tons of water. I also use rewetting eye drops periodically, but that’s just me because I have bad peepers.

Limit the alcohol. This may not be popular, but limit the alcohol in your system because that can dehydrate you even more, and contribute to jet lag. There is also NOTHING worse than starting to get a nice buzz in the airport while you’re waiting or on the plane, only to wake up six hours later and you’re hungover and you STILL have hours to fly.

It ain’t exactly clean. I make sure to carry several antibacterial sprays or hand sanitizers, and reach for them like a gunfighter in a shootout at high noon. Antibacterial wipes are great, too, as they literally NEVER clean your armrest or the tray table on airplanes.

Try to eat healthy. For those same reasons, don’t overeat and try to keep your food healthy. It’s harder for your body to digest under those stressors and at altitude, so anything you eat will sit like a lump in your stomach, and make you feel more bloated. Especially avoid fried foods and salt.

Get up and walk. By the time the flight is over, my feet and ankles look like I’m a stunt double in a remake of Eddie Murphy’s The Nutty Professor. Not only is it important for me to dress in loose clothing and wear comfortable shoes, but I have to remind myself to get up every hour or two, walk around, and stretch a little. Even when I’m sitting, I can still flex my calves, roll my ankles, etc. to keep the blood moving.

What to wear. Speaking of which, I have a normal outfit (like jeans and a sweatshirt or shorts and a tank top) for the airport, but then throw my comfortable clothes in my carry-on bag for the flight. That means big loose sweatpants, basketball shorts underneath, warm, fluffy, loose socks, a dry fit compression shirt, and a big super warm sweatshirt. I also wear those Adidas athletic sandals that let me shuffle around in comfort but are open enough to accommodate those big socks. There’s nothing worse than tight shoes for a 12-hour flight!

Media. Movies, movies, and more movies. A series of Game of Thrones you haven’t yet seen will be like paradise on a long flight! Books are fine too, of course. Oh, and check ahead of time to see if they have outlets at your seat so you can regulate your laptop or iPad’s battery accordingly. Noise-cancelling headphones definitely help.

Bring a pen. I usually carry a spare pen so I can fill out my visa or immigration forms on the plane instead of in a rush when I land. Oh, and try to get some currency of the country you’ll be visiting before you get on the plane.

Emerg-C it. To put it bluntly, airplane air is nasty. It’s recirculated throughout the plane the entirety of your flight, which means you’re breathing everyone else’s germs. That exposure to so many coughing sneezing and who-knows-what-else people is hard on the immune system, as well as time changes, lack of sleep, etc. So, I always take zinc tablets or Emerg-C a few days before the flight, the day of traveling, and a few days after. It helps!

Earbuds or eye shades. If you have trouble sleeping.

Chewing gum. I bring gum for the takeoff and landing, as it helps my ears.

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[darkarm66]

Minimum Wage

So a couple of days ago, I saw a post that said minimum wage is going up in California. This was met with concern and worry because it went to the same dumb conclusion: ‘its gonna make everything more expensive’. I wanna take a moment and gawk at the cognitive dissonance it takes to live in Los Angeles and think people making a bigger hourly wage is the thing that makes Los Angeles ‘expensive’.

This lead to an argument at work where people were upset and that went to the another dumb conclusion: it hurts businesses and owners shouldn’t have to pay employees higher wages to keep operating.

Honestly, I never engaged with this debate because the other side always reveal their inhumanity by doing this. To believe that cooks, cashiers, janitors, and wait staff do not possess any intelligence and their skills are interchangeable is fucking heartless. And then to jump to ‘they don’t deserve to be paid’ is stupid. And it’s always fast food/restaurant workers who get put front and center of this. As if people who make you food don’t deserve better pay. How in the fuck do people walk around thinking people who feed your non-cooking ass don’t deserve a better standard of wages? 

And the reason why they deserve it is not necessarily because of their skills. IT’s because these corporations can fucking afford it. McDonalds and Taco Bell ain’t bleeding profit margins. A higher wage may mean the employees you have may be more motivated to show up and work harder and can depended on through an entire shift. That means the service can stay at a high level, that means people who buy from those places would actually like to return and keep spending. Which means that place becomes more valuable.

In order for more money to come into a place, people need to have more money to spend which comes from giving them higher wages. When people are squeezed to basic necessities being all they can buy, forget about paying your employees. No money is coming in because will forgo using what could’ve been disposable income on necessities elsewhere. Utilities, hygiene, sustenance, medicine, transportation-that’ll stop revenue in any fast food place because staying alive just became more important than a Happy Meal. And add in rent, which is just skyrocketing in LA, people are having to forgo actually food to afford a place to stay in. 

Rent is truly one of the things that are making things worse and nobody looks at it and says ‘this is actually bad’. Nope, people want to invest and flip to other people, inflating market value to made up numbers and it prices people out of being to afford to stay in it. And there’s nothing done about generations of families being displaced because a new property owner thinks a studio is now worth 1200 dollars. It’s part of cycle to keep people right on the poverty line and stay desperate enough to take anything to stay afloat: like low wages and shitty living conditions. We see the jig. 

‘But, but-why don’t they go to school and get smarter to pull their self up by their bootstraps?!?’ I’m glad you asked, dummy. Because going to school requires money and time. If you have money in short supply, you can’t take the risk of less hours, paying for classes, and trying to learn a skill to get a better job. And trying to work a 40 hour job, then doing classes throughout an entire week and not go insane is madness. Working people to point of exhaustion is dangerous because that person is gonna make a mistake that will require more time to clean up and that person will be in such bad health that they’ll be stuck on meds that can barely afford because their lack of hours doesn’t qualify them for their employer’s health coverage, leading them to probably a second job. My CEO actually fucking said that corporations should just pay into a fund that allows for education and training for people to learn more work skills......so, taxes. Because these order takers and fry cooks people love to denigrate are coming from a system that doesn’t care for funding education on level that actually educates. Just enough to be menial labor that doesn’t think beyond that.

And this notion that fast food employees aren’t educated is a lie as well. That last little recession that hit back in 2007 forced so many people who had great jobs into that workforce. So, it’s not just pimply teenagers trying to save up for a car that’s taking your order. There are parents, sisters and brothers who provide for their siblings, someone who’s sending that money back to their home country, where they would’ve been a doctor or lawyer. 

So what happens to that worker who’s gonna be making 15 an hour. In that month, if they happen to do 40 hours every week, that check will allow them to pay rent without getting a pay day loan, they can keep the lights and heat on at their own place. And their own place can now be filled with things they can enjoy, like books, games, movies, music, television, or a hobby they can enjoy to a point and then decide they may wanna make a business of it. And when they spend money on things they enjoy, that money goes to a place that sells that and will restock it because now that place has a product in demand and other people are willing to spend money on it, like clothes. That clothing store will need to order materials to make sure its in stock because people will have money to spend on clothes and if enough people have money, then they will have enough stock to meet demand and make their money back on the supply they bought. And now: 2 businesses are growing because now that clothing store has to pay for employees to make sure they can take the money for the purchases and ensure that the customer gets what it wants. And the money that goes back to the cashier allows them to possibly save and go to school in their off time to learn other skills so they can have their own clothing store because there needs to be more than one store since people all of sudden has money to spend on clothing. Or instead of going back to school, that cashier can use that well paying job to take a trip. That means having enough to pay for 2 plane tickets, a way to get there, traveling around the city, paying for a hotel room, which goes to the staff that makes the stay beyond pleasant by cleaning that person’s room, bringing food, and generally being helpful. 

A person on a decent living wage is now supporting multiple businesses and industries, which allows them to hire other people to be engaged to do the same. And it allows people to....KEEP DOING THAT. Paying people a decent living brings a peace of mind that shakes people out of their own despair and those make feel people trapped under a system that exploits labor and money to a point people won’t fight back. Speaking of which...

It’s no coincidence that Trump being president and wages and stores are closing. Deep down, people have bought into the fact that this ‘taxes’ boogeyman is stopping ‘you’ from living your best life. And it’s not a coincidence that people of color bought into it because they want to be that person at the table buying the fancy plates, sitting at the best tables. They never realize that after they buy into it and start thinking they’ll sit at those tables, they’re gonna have their chair yanked from them as soon as they try to sit down. Selling out and punching down your own people is white supremacy’s greatest tool to keep POCs fighting with one another and not advancing our own cultures. Trying to be a better class of people won’t stop the cops from thinking a college grad is a ‘nigger’, believing fast food people are stupid won’t stop a Latino from being looked at as the help at a dinner party. They truly do not want people to become smarter and more skilled. A smarter population won’t rebel.

When people in LA are against a higher minimum wage because of ‘the fast food workers’, they’re really saying that they don’t want blacks, Latinos, Asians, Muslims, and all the other ‘minorities’ from ever escaping the bubble that allows them to be exploited. And the ones who never have to deal with that don’t want others to escape it because it means they no longer have to be on the pedestal of ‘I made it!’. They want to keep that prestige to their selves because they believe it’s their invite into a better world. They think they’ll lose all they have.

When in truth, all it can do is destroy these myths of elitism and prestige and see we all people and everyone can win. We all don’t need out own pizza to eat, if we can get fed from a decent slice if we make enough pizza to go around. And people don’t need to be MVPs to be fed well.

[danielrkaufman]

Friday Roundup - March 17th, 2017

Friday Roundup - March 17th, 2017 Each and Every Friday – I outline a few of the articles and /or books that I have read over the last week or two that are worth taking a look at. Boundaries: When To Say Yes, How to Say No by Henry Cloud Having clear boundaries is essential to a healthy, balanced lifestyle. A boundary is a personal property line that marks those things for which we are responsible. In other words, boundaries define who we are and who we are not. Boundaries impact all areas of our lives: - Physical boundaries help us determine who may touch us and under what circumstances - Mental boundaries give us the freedom to have our own thoughts and opinions - Emotional boundaries help us to deal with our own emotions and disengage from the harmful, manipulative emotions of others - Spiritual boundaries help us to distinguish God's will from our own and give us renewed awe for our CreatorOften, Christians focus so much on being loving and unselfish that they forget their own limits and limitations. When confronted with their lack of boundaries, they ask:  - Can I set limits and still be a loving person?  - What are legitimate boundaries?  - What if someone is upset or hurt by my boundaries?  - How do I answer someone who wants my time, love, energy, or money?  - Aren't boundaries selfish?  - Why do I feel guilty or afraid when I consider setting boundaries? Dr. Henry Cloud and Dr. John Townsend offer biblically-based answers to these and other tough questions, showing us how to set healthy boundaries with our parents, spouses, children, friends, co-workers, and even ourselves. 7 Little-Known (And Research-Backed) Lead Generation Ideas Revealed What tactics, strategies, and techniques can you use to generate more leads for your business? One study from Citizen Relations Canada found 68% of Canadian millennials have bought because of a “fear of missing out” (FOMO) marketing approach. And 45% couldn’t go longer than 12 hours without checking their favorite social media platforms. (Whoops. Gave you an extra tip. Sorry. I let that stuff slip sometimes…) Anyway, FOMO is powerful indeed. So are urgency, scarcity, exclusivity, surprise, and social proof. Automation FTW: How to Streamline Trello to Get EVEN MORE Done So, this ain’t your first Trello rodeo. You have Abagail and Emylee’s boards. Your business is insanely organized. You spend your days doing the things and moving the cards to the right, to the right. Like Beyonce on opposite day. Anyway, you spend most of your day in Trello and love it that way. But is that really a good thing? I mean, I get it. The app is a-mah-zing for planning and organizing, and that stuff is so important. But you need to focus on the doing, not just the planning and organizing, so maybe you need to find another way to get that stuff done. Know When to Hold ’Em and When to Fold ‘Em I’m no Kenny Rogers fan, but he definitely got that line right. At its most basic level, the game of poker is all about knowing when to keep your cards versus when to abandon them. And in many ways, I find business to be a lot like poker — every decision is a calculated risk. Not every risk pays off, some cost you dearly, and even those bets that have a 99% chance of paying out aren’t airtight. In poker, it’s your cards (and how you use them) that determine whether you win or lose. In business? — it’s your customers. Are you in our Facebook Group Yet? If Not - Why Not? Head over here and jump in - we discuss: Productivity, Marketing & Getting Sh*t Done. https://www.facebook.com/groups/gronow/ Have a great Weekend! Click to Post