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dustedmagazine · 14 days ago
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Listed: RXM Reality
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RXM Reality, the project of Chicago-based producer and composer Mike Meegan, blends breakcore, techno, grime, noise, and other styles into detailed composites. Meegan has made five albums to date under the RXM banner, four on Hausu Mountain and one on Orange Milk. Dusted’s Andrew Forell looked under the hood to find the pop in Meegan’s latest, No. 1 in the World, observing “[He] buries it deep beneath slabs of distortion, glitched out percussion, processed vocals and meatgrinder effects. Still, it wriggles and writhes through the cracks to lie exhausted on the surface, grains swept into semblances of songs besmeared with dirt.” Here are 11 decidedly un-pop songs close to Meegan’s heart.
Zen Music — Children of Men
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This is a clip from Children of Men where Michael Cain plays the Aphex Twin track “Omgyjya switch 7” with screams edited over it. I saw this movie in a theater when I was pretty young and this clip really made a lasting impression on me.
Datach’I — LaByRa
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Just like the Zen Music clip, I have been searching for music like this my whole life.
Zomby & Burial — Sweetz
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UK Dubstep and its offshoots are huge for me. I love how this track is edited like a bunch of tape loops cut together.
Toiretstatus — #272
Toiret status, koeosaeme, and CVN all just travelled from Japan to play in Chicago and the show was absolutely amazing. I had the pleasure of hanging out with them before the show and we went to Hyde Park together. This whole album is awesome.
Actress — Get Ohn (Fairlight Mix)
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I used to listen to this album a lot when I was falling asleep and I would start lucidly hallucinating. The interchanging loops of Actress’s music shifts so subtly that even if you think they are locked in and looping together, they are actually shifting and morphing through the songs.
Björk’s takeover of Tri Angle Records’ Rinse FM show (1/8) (February 18, 2015) - HD
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This choice covers a lot of influences for me. Different shows on Rinse FM turned me on to so many amazing songs that I have forgotten and will probably never remember. This particular mix is Bjork and Robin Carolan DJ’ing a bunch of Tri Angle Records songs. Björk is an amazing DJ and will always be ahead of her time. Tri Angle was such an awesome label.
Wiley — Swimming
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Hmmm, maybe I just wish I was living in London like 10-15 years ago. I have no idea why most of everything on this list is from the UK. It's kind of embarrassing for some reason.
Sd Laika — Great God Pan
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Classic song from an artist gone way too soon. I hope they know how loved they were.
Vantana Row — Capitalism Tastes Like Sugar
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I just found out about this band. They are cool!
Deli Girls — STAY
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Great band! I feel fortunate to have met Dan and I hope to make more music with Deli Girls soon.
Mages Guild — MIDIMAGICK BETA TEST
Mages Guild is a collective of people currently throwing the best parties with the best musicians in Chicago.
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taxi-davis · 1 year ago
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May 24th 1947 by Witold Gordon
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afnguy · 5 months ago
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successfulblackparenting · 5 months ago
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CDC Warns Pregnant People -- No Lunchmeat or Cheese
BREAKING If you live in New York, New Jersey, Maryland, Illinois, or California and you’re pregnant, aged 65 or older, or have a compromised immune system, you might want to avoid eating certain kinds of cheeses and deli meat for a while. The CDC is warning the public of a listeria outbreak. Listeria is a bacteria that causes flu-like symptoms such as a fever, muscle aches, diarrhea, an upset…
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deligrossery · 23 days ago
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Deli Grossery Archive: March 2020
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Lucky Newsstand. 2472 86th St, Brooklyn, NY. (Photo Date: 12/23/19)
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sammaggs · 1 month ago
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3x06 The Bounty Hunter | Obvious
Because I think the "obvious reasons" might not be quite so obvious to children and/or non-Canadians, I would like to Explain! The! Joke!
Bobby Orr: One of the greatest hockey players of all time
k.d. lang: Canada's Most Famous Lesbian
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She's a musician and her story is pretty fascinating; she was famously profiled in Vanity Fair after being shut out of the country music scene in America for being gay. (You should read the piece! It's good!).
AND ALSO DID I MENTION SHE WAS ON THE COVER OF THAT MAGAZINE GETTING A CLOSE SHAVE FROM CINDY FUCKING CRAWFORD IN 1993
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Hard to explain the impact on a baby butch lesbian. Much to consider.
And k.d. was hot shit—even Madonna said of her "Elvis is alive—and she's beautiful!" She was from the real middle-of-nowhere in Alberta (village population 600) and managed to make it big. You probably recognize at least this classic banger:
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So of course Renfield Turnbull, confirmed queer (to me), would be crackin' wise about k.d. lang.
Also of no relevance to anything, Bobby Orr is from Parry Sound, which is also the closest town to my cottage, and you can still hit up fine family establishment Orr's Fine Meats and Deli or play hockey at the Bobby Orr Community Centre any time lol
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Quiet Canadiana in due South, a series [more]
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dreaminginthedeepsouth · 8 months ago
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"Patti Smith on the biggest misconception about her...:
"The thing that bothered me the most was when I had to return to the public eye in ’95 or ’96 when my husband died. We lived a very simple lifestyle in a more reclusive way in which he was king of our domain. I don’t drive, I didn’t have much of an income, and without him, I had to find a way of making a living. Besides working in a bookstore, the only thing I knew how to do was to make records—or to write poetry, which isn’t going to help put your kids through school. But when I started doing interviews, people kept saying “Well, you didn’t do anything in the 80s,” and I just want to get Elvis Presley’s gun out and shoot the television out of their soul. How could you say that? The conceit of people, to think that if they’re not reading about you in a newspaper or magazine, then you’re not doing anything. I’m not a celebrity, I’m a worker. I’ve always worked. I was working before people read anything about me, and the day they stopped reading about me, I was doing even more work. And the idea that if you’re a mother, you’re not doing anything—it’s the hardest job there is, being a mother or father requires great sacrifice, discipline, selflessness, and to think that we weren’t doing anything while we were raising a son or daughter is appalling. It makes me understand why some human beings question their worth if they’re not making a huge amount of money or aren’t famous, and that’s not right. My mother worked at a soda fountain. She made the food and was a waitress and she was a really hard worker and a devoted worker. And her potato salad became famous! She wouldn’t get potato salad from the deli, she would get up at five o’clock in the morning and make it herself, and people would come from Camden or Philly to this little soda fountain in South Jersey because she had famous potato salad. She was proud of that, and when she would come home at night, completely wiped out and throwing her tip money on the table and counting it, one of her great prides was that people would come from far and wide for her potato salad. People would say, “Well, what did your mother do? She was a waitress?” She served the people, and she served in the way that she knew best." from Alan Light interview in Medium Thanks Thatericalpter.com
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cthulhusstepmom · 1 year ago
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Evidence that Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish is not what he seems-Lt. SR:
Soap smells like rain, it took a while to put it together because it's not Soap himself that emits the odor, it just follows him. It's less potent inside and when it's sunny outdoors but if you concentrate it's always there.
He has never been observed touching a gun or grenades without gloves. Almost every other explosive he handles with no regard for his own safety gloves.
HE EATS WEIRD SHIT. While he doesn't eat much of the food on offer from the cafe, he does eat consistently when outdoors, usually plants or flowers. Things he has eaten: dandelions(edible), garlic(edible), thistle(edible but he ate it with the thorns), foxglove(toxic, showed no adverse reaction), Several unidentified flowers and berries, grass(technically edible?) Etc.
Will sometimes refuse to enter a place before abruptly going in. The data is not consistent between different buildings or locations. Further research is required.
Sharp teeth.
Groups things in nonsensical ways. He will only fill a magazine with bullets that total a multiple of 7 or 3. The same for what weights he uses in the gym. When drawing or eating he sorts by 4s. He traded his room to get #13 (right next door, coincidence?).
Cameras will not focus on him, whether photo or video he is never in focus regardless of distance or conditions.
He has never once been in medical for more than half an hour, usually much less. Even though his hands have light burns on them almost constantly.
Dogs hate him. He seems ambivalent towards them and he's never been bit that Ive seen. Cats adore him as do birds.
John MacTavish does not blush. Not for lack of trying even when genuinely flustered or hot, his skin does not flush.
Ghost sets down the small notebook with a minute sound of frustration. The evidence is all there but looking at it, what does it really say? Other than that he's an obsessive creep. A series of quirks and coincidences compiled by a paranoid son of a bitch into a fucking stalker journal. But still, Simon can't help but feel like he's right and he'd be dead a million times over if he simply disregarded his intuition. Even if it is something batshit insane.
At this point however it seems that it'll drive him mad far before it yields any answers. After scouring what little resources were comprehensible on the internet he'd started growing out his hair, intent on tying it in knots to prevent charms. Leaving him with a problem he'd not encountered since he'd first donned the mask: unruly curls and balaclavas don't mix well at all. He'd also kept a piece of stale bread in his pocket for days as he'd read it was a repellent to- and he can't even believe he's considering it-fairies. It backfired, if anything Johnny had been more attached to him and even more touchy than usual. He'd left a small deli cup full of coffee creamer outside his door overnight and found it neatly placed upside down where he'd left it with not a drop left. Ghost chalked that up to some wise guy playing a joke or an exceptionally dextrous cat and firmly shut the door on any other possibilities in his mind. His next test had been a gift of clothing mixed with complements, he'd read that both were likely to drive away any Other. It hadn't been a very extravagant gift, a new pair of gloves and a gruff "well done Johnny" but at the time it had seemed to be the final nail in the coffin as Soap had gone white as a sheet(he can do that but he can't blush???) and scurried off. A quiet dread had filled his stomach the whole day until Soap turned up at dinner, a little quieter than usual but wearing his new gloves and eating more than usual(a scoop and a half of mashed potatoes with 4 packets of butter and 2 packets of sour cream as well as a cookie. The main course of spaghetti and meatballs went untouched though Gaz snapped it up before it could truly go to waste). Though when Ghost returned to his room late that night after trudging through hours of paperwork he found a pile of tiny, aromatic, pink flowers on the floor in front of his door and on top of them a shiny metal comb. Simon's tired brain hardly stopped to think of any of the dire warnings he'd found on forum posts and folklore sites alike, crouching and tenderly retrieving the piece from its bed of flora, careful not to crush any of the tiny blooms. Well... With all the knots in his hair-purposeful and otherwise-he's going to need a sturdy comb anyway.
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jgroffdaily · 4 months ago
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A few things we learned about Jonathan during the promotion of ‘Merrily We Roll Along’:
1. He’s in therapy. He told Daniel Radcliffe and Lindsay Mendez during a Tonys Instagram takeover that he had therapy that morning, and was feeling “very processed”. Video below.
2. In the ‘Out’ Magazine interview Jonathan said he wants to buy the first bar where Barbra Streisand reportedly first sang publicly, which is now an occupied restaurant.
The actor wants to one day buy a Village restaurant called & Son Steakeasy, which used to be the site of the Lion, a gay bar where Streisand first sang publicly during a singing contest (according to a plaque there, at least). His goal is “turning it back into a gay bar and calling it BARbra.” A neon “BARbra” sign even hangs in his Merrily dressing room as a reminder of this dream.
3. In the same interview, he says he's happy to remain single or be in a relationship:
“I’ve been single now for a couple of years and I’m feeling…ready and open for anything. If that’s continuing with that, if that’s a relationship, I’m cool with that.”
4. At the Out Magazine Pride Cover Party he said:
“I’m single. I’m feeling full of pride. And PrEP.”
Bonus quote from the Buzzfeed puppies interview:
"I’m clearly the single one of the three of because the puppies know. I need love.”
5. In the New Yorker interview, he discussed moving to New York at 19:
The first month that I was here, feeling so lost and confused, I pulled the Bible that my Mennonite grandmother gave me off the bookshelf. She gave me that Bible before I left town. I was alone in the apartment thinking, What the fuck am I doing in New York? Or not even “what the fuck”—I didn’t swear until “Spring Awakening,” and when I would sing “Totally Fucked” I would get beet red. And I remember putting the Bible down and thinking, This is not the answer. This is not making me feel good. And then running to Central Park and standing in front of the Bethesda Fountain. I was nineteen, and I was, like, This feels better—but, like, What? Who am I? What am I doing here? I know I want to act, but I’m so scared. And gay. But it was something—some voice, some passion, some inspiration. Some something brought me here.
6. He's very competitive: asked how ambitious he was on a scale from 1 to 10 he says a 10 (to Broadwaycom at the Tonys junket).
7. He says he's “not really a dog person” in the Buzzfeed interview.
8. He talked more about his relationship with Gavin Creel in interviews with Out and Interview than he has previously, including this quote to Interview:
GROFF: I froze. I hadn’t even thought about coming out as a public person. She [interviewer] was like, “Oh my god, never mind. I’m so sorry.” And then she moved along. And I really remember this moment of looking over to the right and seeing Gavin. He had also just recently come out a year or two before, and seeing him with a bullhorn corralling the people, god, I was so in love with him. I was like, “Oh my god, I am coming out. I’m coming out. I’m coming out.” So I went back over to her and I was like, “Hi, please excuse my hesitation, I’m gay.” And that was how I came out publicly at the March on Washington for Marriage Equality.
9. His 30th birthday alone was a happy birthday (in the New Yorker):
I remember it vividly. We were at the Public Theatre. There was a fire in the East Village, and the show was cancelled that night. I got a cupcake at the deli around the corner from my apartment, on Sixteenth Street, and ate it by myself. I can be a bit of a loner, so that was a happy birthday for me.
10. He said in the Buzzfeed interview the best present he has received from a fan was a signature of King George III, and he hung it in his apartment.
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rathayibacter · 2 months ago
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There's A World Where The State Has To Plan Your Funeral
a man in a dark room presses a button on a joystick. lights flash on the screen in front of him. the next day, he buys a ticket to fly across the world. he sits in an uncomfortable seat for fourteen hours. sometimes he reads a magazine. sometimes he checks his phone.
he introduces himself to the families involved. sometimes they spit on him. sometimes they cry. sometimes he justifies himself. usually not, though. he listens to requests. he takes notes. he writes a little smaller than usual. he's gonna need a new notebook soon.
he calls funeral homes. he argues over scheduling. they're busy. lots to do, not enough hours in the day. he arranges transportation of the remains. this step isn't always applicable. he goes through their wardrobe. he assembles an outfit. something they would have liked. he asks the family questions about what they would have liked. he sends the outfit to the morgue, for preparations. when applicable.
he writes invitations. he calls distant family members. he makes travel accomidations. he goes through photo albums, provided by the family. he picks out a few. he asks the family for approval. sometimes they say no. sometimes they point out a specific picture. one he missed, or one he couldn't look at. he calls print shops; he prints up large glossy pictures. he calls caterers; he asks for certain substitutions. dietary restrictions. he calls a florist's, orders a few bouquets. orders a wreath. he calls the funeral home again, to make sure everything's all set. he dry-cleans his suit. he writes a few words.
he shows up a few hours before. he helps set up decorations. he hangs the wreath on an easel displaying a large glossy picture near the entrance. sometimes he puts something else up on the easel. an old locket. a sun-faded holy book. a teddy bear with a missing eye. he welcomes the family. he shakes hands. sometimes he holds them while they cry. he waits until everyone's there. he stands at the front of the room. he says a few words. he sits back down. he listens to the family speak. he tries to focus on the words. his tie is choking him. his jacket is constricting his chest. his wedding ring is threatening to break his finger. eventually, it's over. the sensation almost goes away. he stays afterwards. he eats a cold sandwich. it's a little bit wet, the plastic trapping a bit of condensation from the deli meat. he speaks with a few members of the family. a few of them speak to him.
later that day is the burial. he doesn't remember much of the burial. he kept thinking about unrelated things. stupid things. he kept thinking about his friend who got struck by a drunk driver. he kept thinking about how his father used to hit him. he kept thinking about little children, playing in the middle of the street under an open fire hydrant. he keeps thinking about flashes of light. after the funeral, he should go back to his hotel room. it's getting late, and his flight home is in the morning. he considers going back to his hotel room. crawling under the cold sheets. falling asleep. instead, he looks up a street corner on his phone.
he visits the site of the attack. he stands amidst ruins. the rubble is mostly cleared, but a few pieces remain. he imagines that, if he just finished cleaning up, he could find something. find the teddy bear's missing eye, maybe. maybe something else. maybe he would, but it would just look like a button. he thinks about kicking a piece of loose concrete. he doesn't. the next morning, he gets on a plane. he sits in an uncomfortable seat. sometimes he reads a magazine. sometimes he checks his phone.
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hoperays-song · 3 months ago
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Named Businesses/Brands in the Sing Franchise: Sing 2
In a recent rewatch of the movies, I tried to find all the named businesses and brands that are in the movies for world building sake (minus bands and entertainment acts cause thats a different list). So here is, in semi chronological order, all the ones that appear in the second movie! There should be minimal overlap between the lists as I only included old ones if we learned new info. Anyways, I'll try to finish the shorts soon!
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New Moon Theatre - The new rebranding of the old Moon Theatre, including a name change!
Dusty’s - I did mention it last time but the color scheme has now changed from orange to green.
Sun’s Up! FM - A radio station seen on a billboard when Suki is in taxi. Also seen advertising on Redshore’s main strip.
Drama Club - An organization advertising on the street the taxi drives down.
Canal Promenade - The riverwalk and canal area that Buster falls into.
Antiques -  A business along the Canal Promenade.
Laundry Service - A business along the Canal Promenade. Funnily enough, it is also seen later advertising in Vacation Newspaper.
Gophers & Associates - A law or real estate group advertising along the Canal Promenade.
Tanning Lotion - A product advertising along the Canal Promenade. Also seen advertising on Redshore’s main strip.
Lounge - An establishment along the Canal Promenade.
Bee Rich - The magazine Eddie was featured on on Buster’s coffee table. I'm not kidding, that's the name.
Rick’s Club - The club Ash performed at.
Pop Soda - Also has returned but now we know it has a lime flavour! That’s my second favourite soda flavor so it gets a shoutout. 
Stage Left - A brand of storage for stage props and band equipment we see at Rick’s. We later see it at Crystal Theatre.
Safe Travels LTD - A travel company seen advertising behind the Canal Promenade and the Bus Station. It is then seen throughout Redshore.
Redshore City Bus - A bus line that seems to run from Calatonia to Redshore, though it is likely to have lines to other major cities nearby.
Critter Deli - A deli in front of the Bus Station.
Ginny’s Chips - A type of chips shaped like smiley faces.
Chips Potato - A type of chips in Mrs. Crawly’s supply box.
Babilonia - A hotel/casino on Redshore’s main strip.
Catty’s Bar - A bar on Redshore’s main strip.
Zeus - A hotel/casino on Redshore’s main strip.
PawJack - A hotel/casino on the Redshore strip,  it has several advertising billboards.
Raincow - A hotel/casino on the Redshore strip, it has several advertising billboards.
Atlas -  A hotel/casino on the Redshore strip, it has several advertising billboards.
Sand-Witches - A sandwich chain advertising on the Raincow billboards.
FireRock - A hotel/casino on the Redshore strip,  it has several advertising billboards.
Soda - A drink that has a new lime hibiscus flavour that was advertising on Raincow’s billboard.
Eclips Gagaming - A business on the Crystal Square bus stop, seemingly an arcade of sorts. 
O4A Fashion - A fashion brand advertising on a billboard next to a Loopee sign.
Karaoke Party Club - A business on the Crystal Square bus stop.
Money Exchange - A business on the Crystal Square bus stop.
Dony’s - A business on the Crystal Square bus stop seemingly associated with the Atlas casino/hotel.
KeyLight - A business on the Crystal Square bus stop seemingly associated with with the Atlas casino/hotel.
PNJ Agency - Another building behind Crystal Tower.
Crystal Entertainment - The entertainment company owned by Jimmy Crystal.
Crystal Tower - The seemingly main offices of Crystal Entertainment.
Mist - A cleaning product seen in the supply closet the troupe hides in.
bog - Another building behind Crystal Tower.
Hot News - A news station heavily focusing on gossip and celebrity culture owned by Crystal Entertainment.
Crystal Tower Hotel - A luxury hotel heavily featuring an indoor water park along with several restaurants and stores that is owned by Crystal Entertainment.
Ice Cream Paradise - An ice cream store in Crystal Hotel’s main lobby.
Donuts - A donuts and pastry shop inside Crystal Hotel’s main lobby.
Cherry Blossom - An establishment inside Crystal Hotel’s main lobby.
Tea Salon - Seemingly a tea parlor and spa in Crystal Hotel’s main lobby.
Crystal Tower Theatre - The theatre that is within Crystal Tower Hotel. It has a minimum of six stages. Out of this world was located on said sixth stage.
Lift-Bub - A construction equipment brand used by Crystal Theatre.
Redshore News - A newspaper used during the hunt for Clay Calloway.
Rock News - A newspaper used during the hunt for Clay Calloway.
Facilisi - A fashion magazine displayed in the costume and design studio.
Scene - A fashion magazine displayed in the costume and design studio.
Cars - A newspaper the tech crew frog is reading during rehearsal that is entirely about cars.
Vacation -  A newspaper the tech crew frog is reading during rehearsal that is entirely about vacations and only costs a dollar a year to get. Guys, this dude is like constantly reading these. I’m starting to think he doesn’t like his job.
Sylvia’s Bakery - A cake and coffee shop advertising in Vacation Newspaper.
Air Sun One - A airline advertising in Vacation Newspaper
Marock - A music store near the Crystal Hotel.
Eclips - A hotel/casino near the Crystal Hotel.
Newshore - A hotel/casino near the Crystal Hotel.
TV underdog - A TV studio near the Crystal Hotel.
Royalty Rental Cars - The rental place Mrs. Crawly got the red car from that specializes in luxury vehicles.
Loopee - The shop where Johnny buys his new skateboard, though we also see it advertise on the main strip as well.
StarTV Channel - A tv channel seemingly about celebrities that is advertising in the square where Nooshy is performing.
Digital Seeds - A company/brand that is advertising in the square where Nooshy is performing.
Canyon Cafe - The cafe that Johnny and Nooshy got to to discuss the training contract. It has a vintage western style.
Lunch Paris - A brand on one of Porsha’s shopping bags.
Alfonso’s Ice Cream - Alfonso’s ice cream truck that he has seemingly been running since he was a kid, which is super cool cause I knew a kid to do the same thing.
Raadio - The brand of speaker that Nooshy has.
Fruity Juicy - The food truck behind Alfonso’s that serves smoothies.
Sweet Jazz Cafe - A cafe near Crystal Hotel.
Community Food Service - The organization that the gang are working with during their parole.
Lantani Car Rental - A rental spot right across from the garage. 
WOAW - A brand that Porsha has a shopping bag for in her bedroom.
Flowers - An establishment along the road Jimmy is driven down to get to the theatre.
Orion - An establishment along the road Jimmy is driven down to get to the theatre.
Deckard Inc - An establishment along the road Jimmy is driven down to get to the theatre.
Beckaro’n Hotel - An establishment along the road Jimmy is driven down to get to the theatre.
Xendary - An establishment along the road Jimmy is driven down to get to the theatre.
Boom Vinyl Records - A records store right behind the Crystal Square bus stop.
Tattoo Shop - An establishment advertising on a billboard seen along Redshore’s main strip.
XEND - An establishment seen along Redshore’s main strip.
The Majestic Palace Theatre - Apparently a famous theatre and hotel combo, commonly shortened to ‘The Majestic’.
The Majestic Palace - The hotel side of the Majestic Palace Theatre.
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beautifullache · 8 months ago
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anonymoushouseplantfan · 2 years ago
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Have you read this part of the book, Plant?! I'm screaming. Harry is recounting the Whole Foods pap walk as told to him by Meghan. The lies! Meghan sounds unhinged & like a pathological liar with this description lol At least, make the story believable, M🙄
In the actual pap photos, no one was around her or chasing her lol It looked like no one even knew who she was.
“Still, despite the mounting stress, the terrible pressure, we managed to protect our essential bond, never snapping at each other during those few days. As we came to the final hours of her visit, we were solid, happy, and Meg announced she wanted to make me a special goodbye lunch.There was nothing in my fridge, as usual. But there was a Whole Foods down the street. I gave her directions, the safest route, past the Palace guards, turn right, towards Kensington Palace Gardens, down to Kensington High Street, there’s a police barrier, take a right and you’ll see Whole Foods. It’s massive, you can’t miss it.I had an engagement but I’d be home soon.Baseball cap, jacket, head down, side gate. You’ll be fine, I promise.Two hours later, when I got home, I found her inconsolable. Sobbing. Shaking.What is it? What’s happened?She could barely get the story out.She’d dressed just as I’d advised, and she’d run happily, anonymously, up and down the supermarket aisles. But as she rode the escalator a man approached. Excuse me, do you know where the exit is?Oh, yes, I think it’s just up here to the left[…]”
“He whipped out his phone and followed her to the deli counter, snapping away while she looked at the turkey. F the turkey, she thought, hurrying to the checkouts. He followed her there too.She got into the queue. Before her were rows and rows of magazines and newspapers, and on all of them, under the most shocking and disgusting headlines…was her. The other customers noticed as well. They looked at the magazines, looked at her, and now they too pulled out their phones, like zombies.Meg caught two cashiers sharing a horrible smile. After paying for her groceries, she walked outside, straight into a group of four men with their iPhones aimed at her. She kept her head down, rushed up Kensington High Street. She was nearly home when a horse-drawn carriage came rolling out of Kensington Palace Gardens. Some sort of parade: the Palace gate was blocked. She was forced back along the main road, where the four men picked up the scent again, and chased her all the way to the main gate, screaming her name.”
That was wild. “The four men picked up the scent again…” good lord.
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elsewhereuniversity · 2 years ago
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Was no one going to tell me how unsafe it is to take naps in the student lounge?? I was just trying to catch up on some sleep in between classes and now someone’s done all of my homework for me, proofread my next two papers, signed me up for a summer internship, and done my sudoku for me. I don’t even like sudoku! You know how much work I’m gonna have to put in to keep up with these kinds of high jinx?! I can’t be on the dean’s list! You know what happens to people on the dean’s list?? They go to cocktail parties with their professors. They discuss “the latest findings” and get published works in magazines! I’ve never met a single professor in the computer science department. The work just shows up at like three in the morning in my emails. I go to random classrooms at random times to keep up appearances. I’m not even sure this school has a computer science department let alone a staff to….staff it? If we start making waves this is all over for us! For me! I don’t own a tweed jacket and I hate small talk, do you really want me to have to eat off a deli platter and drink wine? I thought we were friends, you know? Looking out for each other and all. If I find out one of you has been ear marking my books and numbering my study cards, I will be the most peeved you’ve ever seen me. If I go on to graduate with honors you can bet your bottom dollar I will be the best alumni you have ever seen. That is to say, I will become the villain in this story.
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jessybarnes · 2 years ago
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Just A Taste
Title: Just A Taste
Pairing: Steve Kemp x F!Reader
Rating: 18+ Only! Minors DNI!
Word Count: 1,643
Tags: Smut, angst, fluff, face riding, oral sex (female receiving), clit play, tongue fucking, kissing, crying, feelings of not being good enough, being held captive, out of character Steve, squirting, explicit language, and I think that’s it.
Written For: KINKMAS 2022
Day 1: Face Riding
Beta(s): Just Grammarly
A/N: Okay, so this was supposed to be posted on the 14th but because I received anon hate I decided to wait because I just wasn't feeling good about myself. I'm still not, but here this is anyway. I'm sorry it's bad. I know Steve is way out of character. Sorry, for my bad writing.
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Steve opens the door to his cellar and heads down the stairs. His fingers wrap tightly around the key card as he exhales harshly through his nose. Today was stressful. Well, every day is, but today was even more so.
His shoes click methodically on the hard floor as he walks slowly toward your cell. The other ones are all empty except for two, but those women don't matter to him. Not in the way that you do.
You're...different.
From the day he saw you standing in line at the little deli he frequents, he was captivated by your beauty. He'd never seen someone so beautiful before in his life.
So beautiful, in fact, that he can't bring himself to use you the way he's used all of the other women he's captured. Every time he opens your cell door and sees those big, doe eyes of yours looking up at him, his stomach fills with butterflies.
Even on bad days like this, you bring a light to him that illuminates his darkness.
Steve can see you sitting cross-legged on the thin bed roll, a Cosmopolitan magazine open on your lap. You're chewing on your bottom lip, something he's noted as a habit of yours, and it makes arousal coil in his lower abdomen.
He raises the key card to unlock the door and slides it open. You look up and offer him a soft, nervous smile.
"H-Hi"
Steve smiles at the fear and innocence in your eyes. God, he loves the power he holds over you.
"Hey, sweetheart. Reading anything good?"
You look down at the magazine and move your gaze back to his. It really should disgust you that your attraction to your kidnapper outweighs your motivation to escape. There's no way he feels the same. At first, you'd thought that's why he hadn't harmed you, but now you're starting to think there's something else wrong with you.
You've been here for a long time now, and he still hasn't done what he said he do the first night he'd brought you here. Maybe you're not good enough for him now and he's just keeping you here as a prisoner because he's afraid you'll rat him out and ruin his whole operation.
Wow, I'm so undesirable not even the man who took me captive wants anything to do with me... how pathetic...
"Just the horoscope page," you say quietly.
The sadness in your tone doesn't go unnoticed and Steve realizes it's a different kind of sad. Not the kind he's used to anyway. He pushes off the doorframe and walks closer to you. His knees pop as he crouches down, his fingers tilting your chin up so you meet his eyes.
"Somethings wrong, and it isn't just because I've got you imprisoned in this room."
It isn't a question, but you know he means to ask what's bothering you. The lump in your throat rises and you're certain if you try and speak the dam inside you will break.
Your lower lip trembles and Steve brushes his thumb over it to keep it still. He watches as tears gather in your eyes and feels his heart constrict with another foreign feeling.
He's been angry before, but never this kind. This kind is new to him. This is a protective type of anger that makes his blood boil.
Steve sits down and pulls you into his lap. You curl into him as soft, quiet sobs shake your body. A deep scowl etches onto his features and even though he's the only one who's had any type of contact with you for the past two months, it still doesn't change the fact that he'd kill anyone who brought you harm.
...Oh...
That's when it dawns on him.
He's fallen for you.
Hard.
Your small voice breaks through your sobs and Steve wipes your tears away with his thumb as he looks down at you.
"Th-There's some...something wrong with m-me, isn't there?"
He shakes his head, "why would there be anything wrong with you? You're the least fucked up person in this house, Y/N."
You sniffle and adjust yourself so you're looking at him properly. He really is attractive, and you're so close to him. Close enough that you could just lean in and-
"Sweetheart?"
Your eyes fall to your lap along with your hands, the chain around your wrist jingling reminding you of where you're at. Maybe you do belong here if you're having sexual thoughts about your fucking abductor.
"Because," you sigh, "I've been in here for a long time and...and you've...well, you haven't...haven't um..."
You can't bring yourself to even say it, but Steve seems to get what you're trying to tell him. He tilts your chin back up again and for the first time in a long time, he actually looks sincere.
"You think because I haven't done to you what I've done to the others that you're not good enough?"
You nod and he swallows thickly. He's normally desensitized to seeing women cry, but with you, it's like someone's torn open a wound in the middle of his chest. He can't stand it and he can't help himself as he leans down to capture your lips in a heated kiss.
You gasp and he takes the opportunity to slide his tongue past your lips into your warm, wet mouth. He kisses you fiercely, his arms holding you tightly against him, and for a moment you actually believe he wants this...wants you.
Steve pulls away and you search his eyes for a moment before speaking up.
"I...don't...I don't understand... how come-"
He shushes you with another kiss and taps your thigh so you'll get up. He stands with you and pulls a set of keys from his pocket, the same sincere expression still on his face.
"We'll talk more later, baby. Right now, I've gotta taste you, and I need you somewhere more comfortable for that."
The look of horror on your face catches him off guard, but he quickly recovers and shakes his head, his hands cupping your cheeks tenderly.
"Oh, angel, I didn't mean it like that. I promise I'm not going to harm one hair on that pretty, little head of yours."
He pulls you flush against him, one of his large hands sliding underneath the elastic band of your sweatpants.
"What I meant was," two of his fingers apply delicious pressure on your clit making your breath hitch, "I wanna taste this sweet, little cunt, Y/N."
Heat pools in your belly at his words, and you let yourself feel the way the pads of his fingers roll over your sensitive bud. He removes them just as quickly and you let out a little whine in protest.
"Don't be impatient," he admonishes and unlocks the cuff on your wrist.
Steve leads you out of the cell and down the long hallway. You come to a set of stairs and he climbs them, unlocking the door at the top with his key card before taking you through the main part of his house. His bedroom is cozy and neat, but you don't get a chance to really look at it because, in the next second, he's practically tearing your clothes off.
"So sweet...so pretty and innocent, baby. I bet your pussy tastes like heaven."
Steve lays down on the bed and tilts his head back so he can look at you. His cock tents his pants and your mouth waters at the thought of him fucking your throat.
"Come here, princess. Come sit on my face and let me taste you."
You climb over him, your knees just above each of his shoulders. He groans and wraps his arms around your thighs as he looks up at your glistening pussy.
"Fucking soaked, baby."
He pulls you down and drags his tongue from your soaked hole to your hard clit, sending a shockwave of pleasure through your body.
"Oh, fuck! Steve!"
He begins to devour you, switching from slipping his tongue inside your pussy and sucking on your sensitive nub. You start to rock your hips and whine when he holds you still.
Steve's insatiable.
He can't get enough of the way you taste, the way your dripping cunt clenches around his tongue every time he pushes it inside you. He's instantly addicted and he's determined to see how many times he can make you cum just from his mouth alone.
"Oh, my god! Fuck! Please!... Steve, I...it feels so fucking good, baby."
He lifts you up and looks up into your eyes, "ride my face, princess. Make yourself cum all over my fucking tongue."
You moan loudly and roll your hips, the sensation of his mouth on your pussy making you toss your head back in pleasure.
Your hands grip his hair and you move your cunt faster across his tongue, the spark of arousal now a full-blown inferno as you climb closer and closer to pure bliss.
Steve grips your ass and flicks his tongue faster, his name falling past your lips over and over in a desperate plea.
"Steve! Oh, God Steve! Please! Steve, you're so good...fuck, m'gonna cum you're so fucking good, baby!"
Your legs begin to shake and moments later the coil inside you snaps as you gush all over him. He growls possessively and takes everything you give him until you're too sensitive.
Steve rolls you over so you're on your back, his body caging you in.
"I'm gonna need you to do that again, baby."
Your eyes go wide, "Steve, I don't think that's possible. I'm too sensitive and-"
"Nonsense," he cuts you off and kisses down your body, a smirk dancing across his lips, it's definitely possible, princess."
He kisses your clit and you suck in a sharp breath.
"And you're gonna give me as many as I want."
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'The thing that bothered me the most was when I had to return to the public eye in ’95 or ’96 when my husband died. We lived a very simple lifestyle in a more reclusive way in which he was king of our domain. I don’t drive, I didn’t have much of an income, and without him, I had to find a way of making a living.
Besides working in a bookstore, the only thing I knew how to do was to make records—or to write poetry, which isn’t going to help put your kids through school.
But when I started doing interviews, people kept saying “Well, you didn’t do anything in the 80s,” and I just want to get Elvis Presley’s gun out and shoot the television out of their soul. How could you say that? The conceit of people, to think that if they’re not reading about you in a newspaper or magazine, then you’re not doing anything.
I’m not a celebrity, I’m a worker. I’ve always worked. I was working before people read anything about me, and the day they stopped reading about me, I was doing even more work.
And the idea that if you’re a mother, you’re not doing anything—it’s the hardest job there is, being a mother or father requires great sacrifice, discipline, selflessness, and to think that we weren’t doing anything while we were raising a son or daughter is appalling.
It makes me understand why some human beings question their worth if they’re not making a huge amount of money or aren’t famous, and that’s not right.
My mother worked at a soda fountain. She made the food and was a waitress and she was a really hard worker and a devoted worker. And her potato salad became famous! She wouldn’t get potato salad from the deli, she would get up at five o’clock in the morning and make it herself, and people would come from Camden or Philly to this little soda fountain in South Jersey because she had famous potato salad.
She was proud of that, and when she would come home at night, completely wiped out and throwing her tip money on the table and counting it, one of her great prides was that people would come from far and wide for her potato salad.
People would say, “Well, what did your mother do? She was a waitress?” She served the people, and she served in the way that she knew best.'
Patti Smith
Via Alan Light interview in Medium
Photo by Frank Stefanko
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