99 cent stores

trc characters + overheard LA
  • blue: it's weird how when you wear a bathrobe inside you look rich, but when you wear one outside you look poor
  • adam: i'm exhausted. i need to sleep for like two weeks. i actually think there's something to those medically induced comas. your hair grows, they give you facials every day, you lose weight. it's a real chance to rejuvenate.
  • ronan: i don't love this rosé but i also don't love being sober
  • henry: shit, i spilled boba on my yeezys
  • gansey: if i ever get shot at the 99 cents store, can you drag my body to wholefoods?
  • noah: [after being asked if he needs a bag at the grocery store] no, i need a butterfly net so if i find my soul, i can capture it. i think it's floating around downtown somewhere.
  • orla: my read receipts won't turn off. i'm trying to play games with men and i don't want them to see when i read their texts.

edgy twenty something white girl with transparent skin and 00 pants size, she sells decapitated barbie head earrings and ‘03 trucker dad apparel in her bigcartel or depop named “gothgirl2007”. you can often find her sporting leather pants and dog collars, if you’re lucky you’ll get to see her copying a design from a black girl’s tumblr onto the canvas bag she found in the parking lot of the 99 cent store. her instagram is filled with unexplainable photos, 85% of them with the flash on, she calls her Bf ‘papi’ and uploads videos of them making out with bloody noses and captions it “love hurts :’^(”.

Please fire me.  I think we all know working retail sucks, with rude customers and high expectations when you’re just one person.  But when you’re desperate enough to work at Dollar Tree of all places, you know it’s bad.  (And yes, you “funny” customer, everything IS INDEED a fucking dollar.)

My job description is basically “cashier first, stocker second”.  But apparently no one told me I was also a janitor, a babysitter, a shrink, and the brains behind the manager who can’t think for himself half the time.  Okay fine, I’ll clean up your crap that you’re too lazy to put back in its original spot that’s two feet away from you.  Fine, I’ll watch your kid for a moment if you need to use the restroom.  I’ll listen if you really want to tell me about the shitty day you’ve been having prior to coming to my register.  Okay manager, I’ll handle the customer for a few minutes while you back me up on the register.

However, if you’re going to take all the shit from the party aisle and shove it into the empty cavity on the shelf specifically made for bread, get out of my store.  If your child won’t listen to me after I’ve told them 4 times to stop pulling the balloons out of the corral, you need to put your child on a leash.  If you’re going to blame me for your shitty day and take all your frustration out on me, then I WILL make myself the reason you’re not in control of your own damn life.  And manager, for the love of whatever you believe in, do your fucking job as a manager and not talk to your wife about moving to Florida in *certain time frame*; stop bullshitting on the side-lines and help me on the register when I need it.

Don’t argue with me over something coming out to $1.06 because you didn’t think to bring change with you for tax.  Don’t argue with me when I say we only do exchanges and that I am not authorized to do full refunds.  And especially don’t argue with me when your card declines and you don’t carry cash.

And I swear, if you come into my store, and I have a small line of two people, and you want a new line to open because you woke up late for work and you’re too damn impatient to purchase a single bottle of water, I will gladly step away from my register to hand you an application so you can ring up your own fucking water, you impatient, sweaty, suit-and-tie dickweed.

Zodiac Signs as Random Dollar Store Finds

Aries as a random dollar store find: As seen on TV products.

Taurus as a random dollar store find: Dollar wine (sorry boo, one of the signs associated with wine).

Gemini as a random dollar store find: Balloons.

Cancer as a random dollar store find: Funky or unique mugs or plates.

Leo as a random dollar store find: Solar decorations/moving trinkets.

Virgo as a random dollar store find: health test of some sort (or as a Twitter follower mentioned) disposable plate with the built in sections so the food doesn’t touch.

Libra as a random dollar store find: Perfume based on real, expensive brands.

Scorpio as a random find at the dollar store: Warm touch gel…

Sagittarius as a random dollar store find: Energy drinks you’ve never heard of.

Capricorn as a random dollar store find: vacuum-sealed corn.

Aquarius as a random dollar store find: Fake flowers.

Pisces as a random dollar store find: Socks.

Undertow (Rick Sanchez Fanfic)

Chapter 1

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Mornings are routine.

Mornings are begrudgingly getting out of bed to brush your teeth with toothpaste from the 99 cent store, to brush the knots and tangled mess out of your hair to look somewhat presentable, to put on the same shirt from two days ago because you were too tired to do laundry this week, to drive in your 2009 Pontiac G5 that was wearing tires that should have been replaced two fucking years ago, to grab an overpriced and watered down “latte” in a drive through that wasn’t quick enough, to park in that same parking spot that your boss with the last name Vagina gave you, to teach horny, smelly, and most of the time ungrateful teens that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.

But this morning was not routine. This morning was a disaster.

At first I thought he was dead. His chest didn’t seem to move and his skin was so tight around his ribs I thought his whole body was about to tear open. His pale blue hair a mess and drool pouring out of his thin lips. My bedroom was a mess, with clothing thrown everywhere … even a lab coat. I reached out to check for a pulse, stretching over about to press two fingers against his neck when he just about rolled right off the bed. At least he was alive.

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I went to an all girls school in middle school and almost all of these girls wore perfume. Now that doesn’t sound bad, but it is when they wear it instead of deodorant to hide their nasty b.o. So on a day to day basis I was overwhelmed with the smell of onions and some shitty 99 cent store flower perfume.

unique + simple date ideas
  • go to the 99 cents store with $20 dollars and assemble a picnic with fake flowers, a beach towel, and anything else you can find.
  • get on the first train leaving the station and explore wherever you end up.
  • go to the thrift store and pick out a full outfit for each other. try them on and model the looks for each other with your best catwalks.
  • bring each other your favorite books and read someplace pretty. get to know each other through someone else’s words and then have a chat about them.
  • people-watch in the park and invent their life stories as they walk by.
  • send each other on a scavenger hunt; use snap chat to win points.