Notable Guests and Incidents From my Career at Chick-Fil-A
  • Elderly woman in the drive thru that insisted her meal should be free because the total cost was the same as her birth year. 
  • Obligatory group of shirtless frat boys. 
  • Guy who pulled me aside and demanded to know if we wash our floors with grease because the (freshly mopped) bathroom floor was slippery. 
  • Soccer mom that intentionally poured a large strawberry milkshake onto her son’s head as punishment. She asked for a new one.
  • Kid that stood on a table and sung Let It Go uninterrupted from start to finish. She received a standing ovation from everyone in the restaurant.
  • Teenage girl that paid for a to-go order, about $45 total, entirely in singles. 
  • College-age girl that asked if it was true that we were handing out free sandwiches to gays and, if so, if she could have one. I told her we weren’t doing that promotion at our location, but I’d buy her a sandwich if she gave me her number. She politely declined. 
  • Prank caller asking if we wanted to buy weed. The manager replied by saying we had a guy that sold to us for 10$/quarter and to call back when he could match that
  • Multiple instances of kids pooping in the playplace.
  • Another prank caller asking if we sold burgers. The manager (a different one) told them there was a Five Guys across the street, so why on earth bother looking for a burger here anyway?
  • That time Arthur Darville came in.
  • Drive thru guest who regularly asks, very specifically, for “coke zero, NOT diet coke with extra ice’
  • A basketball team from a local high school got banned for using their trays to slide down the slide.
  • This happened to be the same night that the staff all stayed an extra 20 minutes after the doors were locked and took turns using a tray to slide down the slide. 
  • Guy with a southern accent that addressed me as “you with the tits,” shoved his sweet tea under my nose for a refill and then, upon noticing my murderous expression, said, “Service with a smile, darlin’,” winked, and walked out.
  • Woman who told me in a watery voice, upon observing my name tag, that her recently deceased daughter’s name was Emily too. She comes back and chats with me occasionally. 
  • My coworker, Tyquan once finished his conversation with the guests by saying “Love, Peace, and Chicken Grease!” It is now a meme and basically all of our customers know him. 
  • That time I was explaining to one of the girls what Rocky Horror Picture Show was and this elderly couple leaned across the counter with wide eyes and exclaimed “You’ve never heard of Rocky Horror!?” And proceeded to yell their favorite audience participation lines. 
  • Guy who’s on the security staff of a local college frequently comes through the drive thru on his segway. We are all on a first name basis with him.
  • A skinny fuckboy who consistently, for over two years, has always come in wearing a trilby, carrying a copy of hamlet, and ordering “Coca-Cola” instead of coke. 
  • Some redneck-type guy with no front teeth that asked me if almost everybody on the staff is “saved” (they are.) He then asked me how old I was and if I was a nice Christian gal (I’m not).
  • Guy who geek-checked me for my Keyblade necklace. He didn’t play the spinoffs.
  • I went into the low fridge one day and the stack of juice boxes had toppled over, basically burying everything else. I asked the manager what happened, and he looked at me dead in the face and said “it was an appleanche.” 
  • Stoners calling to ask if we delivered.
  • Guy who said, in a deadass tone: “If you guys call it Chick-Fil-A because the staff is all chicks why don’t y’all wear more revealing shirts?” And I honestly didn’t even know what to do because a) our staff is not all women and b) Sir do you realize that this is a heavily Christian establishment I mean christ.
  • Unknown guest who left me several napkins with pictures drawn on them, labelled “tip.” To date it is the third tip I’ve ever gotten and by far the best.
  • That time we traded four large strip trays for eight cases of White Castle.
  • Woman in the drive thru that demanded to speak with the owner because we told her that she could not get six large cups of ice for free and would have to pay for a bag of ice instead.
  • Guy in a full replica batman cosplay. He came in, walked around, took some pictures with people, and left.
  • There was a baby boomer that screamed literally right in my face because his nuggets were cold. I had shit to do though and his breath with nasty so after six whole minutes of this (I timed it) I burst into tears and told him it was just my first day. Later the manager told me that she saw the whole thing and that she almost peed herself from laughing so hard and that I wasn’t allowed to do that anymore. 

And finally…

  • Prank caller asking if we could do a birthday party for 52 lesbians.

No customer, no worker, no random person, has any right to tell you that you don’t deserve something based on your race, disability, language, ethnicity, gender or anything else. I witnessed the ugly side (the only side) of ableism today from a real lovely lady who blatantly, and in front of 20+ other customers, claimed that a cashier, who was a deaf black woman, did not deserve her job. She outright said that we should fire her on the spot. Why? Because this cashier didn’t put this woman’s wipes in a bag. What gives her or anyone else the right to treat a fellow human being this way, screaming and yelling about a situation that should not have even be an issue. I just don’t understand how you even have the balls to yell like that at 3 managers, including the head store manager, about how you think this wonderful cashier should not have a job. 

shout out to astro’s manager for dealing with the six five year olds. let’s be real, they can be a handful. they had 4 comebacks in a year and manager had to keep astro in tact and make sure they fulfill their schedules, get everywhere on time. like, we all know how much eunwoo worked in the past year and how much late schedules he had. manager had to be with him for all the schedules and make sure he’s doing well and is safe, and eats well. astro dedicated their lives to be idols and manager in a way dedicated his life to them and nothing that i wrote makes sense since it’s 3 am but i just wanted to say that i appreciate astro’s manager and how he managed to deal with them and take care of them, spending so much time with them. i appreciate the nice relationship astro and their manager has. and i definitely appreciate how manager laughed his ass off when knk tickled jinjin

Imagine Loki hiring you as his manager while he slowly takes over Midgard again. You are to manage his PR, his daily schedule, and you also are his guide to everything Midgardian. He doesn’t make it easy for you, though. He causes trouble, doesn’t listen to your advice very often, and in general, annoys and intimidates you. He is the God of Mischief after all, and you are the nearest target available to him. You suffer through his antics because he pays well and also, you don’t know what might befall you if you refuse him. He is kinda scary after all.

However, slowly, his mischief towards you becomes more intimate in nature. Your attempts at dating suffer weird setbacks, you aren’t allowed any leaves, and Loki crowds your personal space way too often. You have no idea how to deal with this side of him, but he sure knows how to push all your buttons. Secretly, you like the attention, as you do find him devastatingly attractive. But you desperately want to keep everything professional and try to ignore it. It all comes to a point where he grows strangely possessive of you and you can no longer push it under the rug. And then, one fine day, you find yourself in his embrace, seduced and compromised, wondering how the hell did you end up here.







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Period Emergency Kit

Originally posted by atravelgirl

Pairing: Grant Gustin x Reader

Summary: Grant understanding his girlfriend’s monthly problems.

Word count: 1.004

A/N: Just another shot, full of fluff and sweet things. I hope you like it.
I am sorry if I haven’t post anything in these previous days, I’ve been busy and my holidays are over soon. I have lots of home work to do. I am writing my pending requests in my ask too and I excuse myself if I am taking so long to post them. I am really sorry, hope you understand my struggles.

- G. x

Warning: (Y/F/D/F) is Your Favourite Disney Film and (Y/H/C) is Your Hair Colour.

It was your week of the month and your monthly visitor has arrived when you least expected it, your menstrual cycle wasn’t always regular so you never knew it when you’ll start to bleed.

Unfortunately, you were at work and you had too much stuff to do: finish your photoshoot, go to your meeting with your managers and go on a date with your loyal and precious boyfriend, Grant Gustin. He was as busy as you did and he had some shootings to finish for the Flash’s new episodes and he had some crossovers with Stephen and Melissa too.

You just had too much work to do and you tried to finish everything while you’re bearing with your stomach cramps and back ache. At the end, it’s always like this. You have to bear every pain in your life.

You thought that being a famous model with period cramps was the worst thing that could ever happen to you. You are suffering, but still you have to smile and be serious, pretending that nothing is happening inside you.

In short words, emotionally you’re fine, but physically you’re bruised.

You were lucky to have some little breaks and you somehow had a chance to put a hot water bottle on your stomach to relieve the pain for a little while.

“What’s wrong, (Y/N)?” Your manager, Laurent, has asked you as he noticed that you were curled up like a ball on the couch of your changing room.

“Laurent,” You bit your lip as the cramp came back again and the sting this time is worse than the ones you had before. “it’s just some girly things.”

“Oh, do you want to go home directly after your photoshoots?” He suggested and your eyes grew wide as you heard his proposal. Laurent always cared for your health and safety, you knew that it wasn’t a problem for him.

“Yes, please.” You nodded repeatedly and he typed a message on his phone, as if he was informing someone.

After that conversation with Laurent, you had your last shots and then he brought you back home. You thanked him so much for understanding your situation and he told you to get better soon.

As you arrived home, you quickly plopped yourself into your comfortable black couch and curled yourself in a ball, trying to ease the pain for millionth time now. As you waited for the pain to go away, you let your eyes shut close and you drifted in your sleep in a jiffy.

You were roaming in your dream world as you felt a kiss on your forehead, followed by a sweet and gentle caress. You slowly opened your eyes and it revealed you your boyfriend’s handsome face, two green beautiful eyes staring at you.

“Grant.” You called his name groggily, still feeling tired and sleepy.

“Good evening, baby.” He smiled at you and you gave him a weak smile. “Do you still have your period cramps?” Laurent informed him surely.

“Just a little bit.” He put his warm right hand on your abdomen and he touched it lightly. He left his sweet touch and you slightly felt better. “Thank you, babe.”

“No problem.” He then stood up and he got your favourite soft blankets. He tucked the blankets in your body, assuring himself that you wouldn’t be cold. “Hang in there, love. I’ll just get you something.”

“Alright.” You smiled at your boyfriend’s sweet gesture. He knows how to be emphatic and he understands what you’re going through, he may never experience it, but he knows the pain.

You waited for him and he got back with a personalized big shoe box in his hand. You slowly sat up, still covering your body with the blanket. He sat beside you and he gave you the box.

“Thank you?” You said confused. You opened the box and your eyes widened in surprise and excitement. You quickly kissed Grant on his cheek. He looked at you and he smiled widely for your reaction, he admired you for your childish but cute reaction. He loves you so much whenever you act like that, because it means that you’re really happy during that moment.

You quickly rummaged into the box and looked at its contents. There were different Disney films, obviously, your favourite was one of them, some junk food to satisfy your cravings, some dark chocolate bars for your cramps, a heating pad, a bottle full of pain relievers, some pads and tampons if you ever run out of them.

“Thank you, love.” You exclaimed happily. You hugged him and put the box on the huge glass centre table.
“I am happy that you liked it.” He pressed a kiss on your lips.

“Of course, I do.” You nodded. “I appreciate everything that you do.”

“Aw,” he was flattered for your sweet words. “thank you.”

“No,” you shook your head. “thanks to the best boyfriend in this world and that’s you.”

“Bluffer.” You both laughed loudly. “So, cooking’s on me tonight and then we’re having a lazy night.”

“Yes, please.” You clapped your hands for happiness. It makes you happy whenever Grant cooks for you, even though he always leaves a massive mess in the kitchen. “Thanks.”

“So, what Disney film are we watching tonight?” He asked even though he knew perfectly which your answer was.

“(Y/F/D/F), of course. What a question to ask!” You answered it as if the answer was really obvious.

“I had no doubts.” He winked as he leant in to give you a sweet and passionate kiss.

“I love you.” You whispered in his ear when you both broke the kiss.

“I love you more, baby.” He hugged you tight as he played with your (Y/H/C) hair.

You were so happy to have Grant in your life and you thank him for being by your side whenever you need him the most. He may not be a superhero like The Flash, but for you he’ll be a superhuman and you thank him for that.

Loki and the Minion

TITLE: Loki and the Minion


AUTHOR: latent-thoughts

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki hiring you as his manager while he slowly takes over Midgard again. You are to manage his PR, his daily schedule, and you also are his guide to everything Midgardian. He doesn’t make it easy for you, though. He causes trouble, doesn’t listen to your advice very often, and in general, annoys and intimidates you. He is the God of Mischief after all, and you are the nearest target available to him. You suffer through his antics because he pays well and also, you don’t know what might befall you if you refuse him. He is kinda scary after all.

RATING: T for now, will change later.


A/N: Basically Loki being a diva, and a Disney Prince. Sort of… 


Victory… Conquest… Subjugation…

Merely words concluding the struggle between two parties in opposition. A simple enough concept, but a rather difficult accomplishment.

You win at it once, and everyone thinks you invincible. You fail at it once, and everyone takes you for granted.

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