entailing

anonymous asked:

I've NEVER been yelled at on the job by anyone under 30. Millennials know what customer service jobs are about, what the job entails, and the bullshit we put up with. It's always the middle aged fuckers who throw tantrums because they can't return shit without a receipt or the store is out of a thing. This may become the most polite generation ever, if only because we have to put up with the previous one's bullshit.

haunt-my-miles  asked:

Alright, my question still is can a family friend get custody of neglected children? In specific, the 'friend' is the girlfriend of the children's older half sister. Or would only the bio dad be able to get custody? Could the primary guardian transfer care to another person?

Ahh. Sorry if I didn’t answer this part last time!

It honestly depends. The primary guardian could transfer custody to someone else. That happens everyday. As for someone not related to the children it is harder for them to get custody but it can happen. I’m not sure what all it would entail though so i’m going to refer you to @scriptlawyer

tbh i disagree with the idea that if you love someone you have to fight for them always like…sometimes they wont love you back and you cant spend your time fighting for their affections…it will do them more harm than good. If you love someone you want them to be happy and to be well, and that may entail letting go of your own attachment to them for their own wellbeing

the dream that you wish 

by thedeathchamber (23k)

FBI Special Agent Harry Styles struggles with a case that involves him at a personal level. Louis adjusts to his new life and continues his on-going struggle with his psychic abilities and what they entail.

aka. the sequel to the Medium/Criminal Minds-inspired AU which some people actually asked for.

Explicit, Chaptered

Note : Mental Health Issues.

( Series )

anonymous asked:

My dog definitely has something wrong with his leg (I'm thinking patellar) but because he isn't active at the vets my vet won't look into it for me. Would she do something if I videos evidence? Also what would it entail treating it? If it's surgery my parents will just put him down even though he's only 5. He's a 10 kg medium dog and it only bothers him when he runs but it's getting worse which is why I know the vet needs to help him

Videoing behaviour that is not exhibited in the vet clinic cN be extremely useful for guiding a diagnosis, but if your vet is unwilling or unable to pursue a work up, consider a second opinion with a different vet in the practice, or with a different practice.

Difficult lamenesses may be best consulted by a vet with an orthopaedic or sports medicine (greyhound) interest, and may require sedation to properly diagnose.

Seriously, though, one of the things I love about the Pokémon franchise is that the in-game compendia totally follow through on the premise that the greater part of the Pokédex has been written by preteen children playing at being naturalists, and not all of them have a clear idea of what that actually entails. You’ve got entries that mostly stick to empirical observations with the occasional off-the-wall conclusion thrown in; entries that compile painstakingly researched local legends with no apparent understanding that there’s a difference between facts and folklore; and then there are entries by that one kid who’s clearly just making shit up, Gary.

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It was like a split second. And at first, I thought he picked up the pace so he wouldn’t get left behind. But then I realized what he was looking at.

He was staring directly at the six-fingered hand print.

As soon as he spotted the mark, he ran directly towards it and boom, scene change.

This is your weekly reminder not to force ships.

Seriously.

Don’t be that guy. I’ve never seen something kill an RP partnership faster. When someone says they ship chemistry and want to let things evolve, that does not translate as try harder. That means they want time to see if their muse warms up to yours. Sometimes it happens, sometimes it doesn’t.

You know what’s guaranteed to make it not happen?

Forcing your muse on theirs in the hopes that prolonged contact is going to magically convince the other mun that it’s a great idea.

You know what helps it happen?

Privately expressing interest in the ship, discussing the possibility, and actively listening to the other mun’s requests and concerns about the process. When someone says they’re uncomfortable about how things are progressing, don’t just barrel onward anyway! Be respectful of boundaries and don’t force your muse on theirs. For plot reasons is one thing but because you really want a ship?

Not.

Cool.

Repeat after me. Communication is key. If the other mun is saying no and you’re trying to force a yes, you aren’t communicating. You’re trying to railroad them and their muse and I guarantee you are about to lose them as a partner.

Smarten up.

Communicate.

Don’t force ships or shippy interaction on people.

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#fairytailweek || Day 4: Obstacles
Makes me that much stronger
Makes me work a little bit harder
It makes me that much wiser
So thanks for making me a fighter

~ “Fighter” Christina Aguilera.  
{ credits: xxx }

On September 9th a national prison labor strike starts. I 100% support this action, and every demand that is being made- if this is the first you’re hearing of this or you’re uncertain of what exactly this entails, please take the time to read up before the 9th, so we’re all prepared to defend the strikers actions and demands when they get smeared in the media. Prisoners are human beings who should receive adequate food, living conditions, medical care, and mental health treatment without being subjected to coercive work requirements, nor should they be faced with extended sentences or violence for refusing to work.

every non-vegan : ‘actually if we didn’t put zoo animals in cages so we could look at them for our own enjoyment, every endangered species would die out. it’s just a fact that you can’t help out animals without also exploiting them for profit.’

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Started a fic (which I regret loooll art is suffering) but I kept describing Genji as having a cloak and scarf over his visor, and I wanted to try figure out what that’d entail, since I think he’ll probably only acquire his nomad outfit later, when he’s done looking homeless. And then Zen with a shawl because omnics probably get very hot in direct sunlight, and he has to protect himself from baking like a parked car in summertime (actually, now that I think about it, I’m sure parasols and the like are quite popular amongst omnics! Gotta keep that core temp down one way or another.) The rest is just me trying (and failing haha) to get through my art block

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oh god i need to return to drawing

Bear with me, this is a slow burn but it’s worth it, I promise.

So this happened a while back (god, 6 years ago…ew) , and honestly I still find it funny to this day. Though at the time it’s was kinda revolationary for me.

So I was 18, working at a beachside DoubleTree in Florida. I was a Jack of all trades at this fucking place. Officially I was hired for breakfast buffet and food runner. It entailed making sure the buffet is full, breaking it down after breakfast ended, and then running food to the pool that had been ordered. What I actually did? Both of those jobs, room service, banquets (like weddings and other catering events) and bartending training.

I lived about 45 minutes away and had to be at work by 5:30am to prep breakfast so… That’s already fun. So I get through breakfast and go to the poolside bar so, I’ll call her Leslie, so Leslie can continue training be inbetween running food orders out. I like Leslie. She’s in her late 30s and kinda just tired with life in general and her dry sense of humour really showed it.

So this day, I’m running food, when the catering manager (a 45+ y/o man BTW) decided to follow me around while I work, just gossiping. I don’t mind so much, I don’t participate but if nothing else it can be entertaining. So he’s rambling and I’m nodding, and then something he says catches my attention.
He starts going off about how I should be careful cause Leslie is a lesbian and so she does all day is hit on girls and get drunk.

So, drinking on the job is like… Super against the rules and I know she doesn’t so, of course, I immediately go to her and tell her what he’s been saying since it can LITERALLY get her fired. And, like a reasonable adult, she goes to HR.

A few hours later here comes the catering manager and he looks PISSED,
Asks “did you go tell her what I said?”
to which I respond, “Um yes? She’s my trainer and also my work friend and what you said could get her fired.”
And his next words blew my fucking mind. He says to me “Did you seriously tattle on me?”
Like, no? This isn’t 3rd grade. Its just called reporting misconduct now. Like? I just remember thinking, where the fuck are all the adults I was promised, I’m surrounded by large children.
It was that day that I realized adults are totally faking it.

After that frustrating conversation he decides to drop on me that I’ll need to work late that night at a banquet, a wedding to be specific. (mind you, I got there at 5:30am and the wedding starts at 6pm… Yaaaay…) but I can’t refuse so when the time comes I go get changed and find him again to get the details for this banquet and, with just the most despicable grin, he informs me that he was short because people “called outĺ abs that I would be catering an entire 80 guest wedding BY MYSELF. I am rendered LITERALLY speechless as he walks away.

I’m terrified, I’d worked a few banquets before but never alone. I wasn’t even just worried about doing poorly, I also didn’t want to ruin a wedding just because I pissed off my fucking boss. With nerves up to my ears, I go out to greet the wedding party to be immensely surprised.

So here’s the satisfying part.

They were awesome. It was a really sweet black family, half of which (the grooms side) had literally flown from Jamaica to attend. They all were so kind and excited. It was really contagious. They even made me dance with them at one point. I had a blast.

The wedding lasted about 3 hours and when it was all said and done, both sets of parents tipped me under the table on top of my automatic gratuity. One gave me $200 and the other gave me $300 and a bunch of the guests gave me smaller tips anywhere from $5-$50.

Once everyone left and I’m done cleaning up my catering manager comes back, all smug, and asks me how everything went. My response?

I pull out my wad of cash and start counting it in my head and with a grin and say, “I think it went well. If you’re ever short again I’d be glad to cover.” The look on his face was worth every extra minute of work that day.

He may have made me work a 15hr work day, but after adding up the pay from my hours worked, tips at the bar, the bonus for working a banquet, the automatic gratuity, under the table tips, AND OVERTIME… I made over 1.5 thousand dollars that night.

Best. Workday. Ever.

Like, I can’t get over it. Maybe it’s petty but I can’t get over this really visceral indignance and hurt over the fact that Hillary deserved to win

Like, set aside whether or not you like her policies or not. That’s not the point. Hillary Rodham Clinton has 40 years of public service under her belt. She’s proven herself to be efficient, smart and good at the job. 

Not only that, but as the former First Lady, and as Secretary of State, she probably has as much knowledge of what being the President entails as one can possibly have while not actually having been President. 

Like, I don’t think POTUS is a job you can really be overqualified for, but if it was, HRC is it. 

She’s worked so hard for so much of her life, and she’s done so much, and she lost to a man who has literally NO experience in politics, a man who rarely (if ever) gave any concrete answers on what he would actually do if elected or laid out policy plans, a man who lied to the American public time and time again, pretended he never said things he absolutely said, a man who is probably at this moment still panicking over the fact that he won and has no idea what to do now.

They say a woman has to work twice as hard to be half as respected as a man, but goddammit, HRC must have worked like twelve times harder than Trump ever has in his life, and he still got handed the Presidency because of an outdated system, because other Republicans were too chickenshit to stand up to him (@ PAUL RYAN) and most of all because people who opposed him still hated HRC so much they couldn’t be fucking bothered to show up.

And I know we have bigger problems but I can’t wrap my head around the injustice of it all, all I can think is that it’s not fair. HRC deserved to be president, she deserves the White House, she deserves the title, she deserves the respect. I know that’s not why she ran (unlike Trump, whose entire campaign was an ego stroke and we all know it). I know the presidency isn’t like, a medal you get for working hard, it’s a job. I know that, but it still pisses me off so much. 

Like maybe if she had lost to someone who was at least remotely qualified to lead this country, it wouldn’t bother me so much, but she didn’t. She didn’t even lose to Trump; she won the popular vote. She lost to 40 years of misogyny and mud-slinging and conspiracy theories and slander and flat-out lies, and now it feels like that misogyny won. 

She worked so hard, she’s done so much for a country that spat on her time and time again, and she’s still working despite it, even now, and she deserves better than this. 

ily: i love you

ilysm: i love you so much

ftwmoflieftwofbmfbhsohhhiifokftsdkhfamwtrwihlwaaahwswfdwebflwflriaqettotseohkglacnlahdbefoasaiadgkwgrt: “Fine. Two whole months of free laundry in exchange for two weeks of you being my fake boyfriend.” He stuck out his hand, holding it in front of Keith’s face to shake. “Deal?” Keith hesitated for a moment. Was this really worth it? Hardly. Lance was an asshole, and he wasn’t sure what fake dating would entail. But, free laundry was free laundry, right? In a quick exchange, the two of them shook each other’s hands. Keith gave Lance a curt nod, looking at his dark blue eyes for only a second. “Alright, it’s a deal.” God, Keith was going to regret this.